#dont ask for details there aren’t any

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Au where, instead of finding Gwindor in the forest, Túrin stumbles upon Donkey from Shrek, resulting in the strangest sack of Nargothrond ever.

[becomingmina]

YOU, YOU SILLY. 2ND PART w/ BANG CHAN & HWANG HYUNJIN

18+ ONLY! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

pairing: bang chan x female reader x hwang hyunjin genre + warnings: established relationship w chan, smut mdni!, threesome, y/n is brave now, chan and y/n calls e/o slutty, unprotected sex, oral (m & f receiving), cum eating wc: 4.05k i dont know why its so long. lol mina's note: long awaited part 2 to my first smut story ever. now, this is my first 3-some lmao. maybe got a bit carried away. let me know how i go! SORRY I TOOK FOREVER

series chapter ➵ part one

other works here ; any comments and thoughts you can drop them here ; ty for reading.

“What do you think about it? Them listening to us have sex?” Chan asks, handing you a plate to dry.

This was the fourth time he had asked you ever since the awkward encounter you had with the boys the other day.

You awkwardly giggled it off after piecing the details together; Hyunjin was flustered and hard after “accidentally” hearing you and Chan in the bedroom.

You wanted to forget about it, but every time you run into Hyunjin in the dorm you would tense up, unable to hold a conversation or even eye contact with him. It’s just Hyunjin and he just heard you in the bedroom, that was it. Han and Changbin overheard too but why was Hyunjin the person that was making you so flustered?

“Channie..” you sighed. You’re not annoyed at him asking but you just don’t have an answer for it. He looks over at you, biting his bottom lip at your cute expression before turning the tap off.

“You know how we were talking about kinks?” he brushes behind you, drying his wet hands on your (his) shirt in the process.

You playfully side-eye him as he makes himself comfortable leaning back on the counter. “Don’t tell me you like it when they hear us?”

Chan just chuckles because frankly, it was the truth.

“I mean, isn’t it hot though? Them listening to my sweet girlfriend,” you feel your cheeks heat up.

Not even a week ago he admitted to having an obsession with your voice, now he is saying he isn’t against the idea of his friends hearing you two fuck. May as well go all the way, right?

“May as well let them watch us or join us too, right?” You cheekily mumbled, placing the dish on the counter. Chan’s eyes widened in response to your comment. Was his sweet innocent girlfriend finally suggesting something steamy?

“Can we?” Chan tugs you to stand in between his feet, his hands landing on your hips.

“Wait, are you being serious?”

“Aren’t you?” he mocked your stunned tone.

You don’t hate the idea.

“Listen, baby, I’ll be honest I’m not against the idea of them joining us.. but only if you want to,” he proposed, his hands drawing circles.

When you don’t answer he repeats “I don’t mind it,” by you again, and a sense of desire fills the air. You find it extremely sexy when he communicates what he wants.

“Is it something you really want?”

“Yes. But only if you want it too.”

“You know how obsessed I am with you right?” you tilt your head to the side, your big doe eyes looking up at him; a playful gesture that indicates you want this too.

He sucks in his lips, holding back a smile. “But I don’t want you to do it because of me, baby. I want you to do it because you want to, hm?”

You gripped the hem of his shirt, burying your face in his chest as you think of the idea of Chan sharing you with Hyun—

“—Who you thinking about?” Chan lifts your chin meeting your blushed cheeks; this is his cue to tease you.

“Changbin?” You stay quiet. “Jisung?” You don’t answer again.

A smirk pulls across his face as realizes who’s got you all red. Some may think it’s a punch to the face, one’s girlfriend thinking about another man right in front of them, but Chan loves it. He loves seeing you shy, seeing you all red; embarrassed. If anything, he’s the one who’s obsessed with you, willing to do anything for his sweet girlfriend.

“Hyunjin.” He says and your grip tightens.

Bingo.

“You still got that little crush on him, don’t you?” Chan torments.

“No.. I don’t.. I— I never had a crush on him..”

“Liar. My pouty slutty baby..” he places a kiss on your cheek.. “..thinking about Hyunjin while I’m right here..” he kisses your other cheek. “Such a slutty..”

“You started it—” Before you could finish, you find yourself engaged in a playful yet heated exchange of pecks with your sweet other half. A mischievous grin spreads across your face as you let him have his way with you for a moment before you pull away, giggling when he chases you. “—And yes… I’ll be up for the idea of letting Hyunjin join us.. if you want,” you proposed, with a smirk.

Chan scoffs. “Wow, using my own words. I think I like my baby brave too.” He gives you another chaste kiss. “I’ll ask Hyunjin then. If he doesn’t want it, then we’ll pretend we never asked. You don’t have to be embarrassed about it okay?” You’re in awe at his ability to understand you so effortlessly, reading you like a book he spends countless hours re-reading. How did you get so lucky?

“Okay,” a shy smile spreads across your face.

“You wanna hop in the shower with me?” he closes the gap between you, brushing something hard against your lower stomach. You gasped, “Who’s the slutty one now?”

A week has gone by now since Chan ruined you in the shower after the conversation. 3Racha had left for the studio leaving you cooped up in Chan’s room as you finish off your work report. It was late afternoon now and you finally headed into the kitchen, wanting to cook a quick snack for the boys.

“You hungry?” Hyunjin sneaks up behind you, scaring you as you stand in the kitchen to watch the pot of water.

“Oh no..” you turned around, a fire starting on your face at how close he was to you. “I— I was just making Chan them something—” Hyunjin closes the already short gap causing you to stop talking. He looks down at you before reaching behind you turning off the stove as the water boils over, leaving a hissing noise making you flinch.

“Careful,” he says, sliding the pot across the cooktop so it doesn’t burn you. “You okay noona?” Your heart skips at his tender tone, blushing at the way he looks at you; his frame is so lean but so tall, so so different from your Chan’s. You let your mind wander back to the conversation you had with your boyfriend the other day.

“Thanks… I, yeah I’m—”

“—You just seem tense recently.” Hyunjin smirks, almost like he’s teasing you.

“I’m okay..” you timidly say unable to look away from his face.

“Good.” He swipes his tongue across his bottom lip, something about it is so suggestive making your mind wonder what else he can do with it.

“Hey baby,” Chan’s voice pulls you out of your thoughts, and your neck snaps to his entrance into the kitchen.

“Oh- h- hi,” you say breathlessly as if you had done something wrong.

“You.. you guys are home already?”

“Only me,” Chan quickly winks at Hyunjin before joining your personal bubble, his hand snaking around your waist. “The others went out with Seungmin them.”

Hyunjin steps back, leaning back against the kitchen counter and watching Chan devour you into a deep kiss. “You hungry?” Chan pulls away, looking at the packs of noodles on the counter.

“No, I- I was going to make it for you guys.” “I’m not too hungry for food at the moment baby, thank you though…” he rubs your back. “Maybe Hyunjin can order in for us a bit later on…” he continues peering straight ahead at Hyunjin. You watch them convey with their eyes, sudden tension in the air. “Will that be okay with you?”

“Hm?” You finally answer.

“You okay with Hyunjin ordering food for us.. after he joins us?” Smirks appear on their faces.

“N—Now?”

“If you want,” Chan’s kiss is placed on your temple.

“I.. I want but..” you grip the back of his shirt, “I’m just..”

“Relax baby.. We can stop once you get shy,” he reassured you.

“Hyunjin’s a little shy too.”

Yeah, sure he is. It wasn’t like he was towering over you a minute ago, teasing you with his tongue.

You don’t know how you ended like this but here you are under Chan in only your bra and panties while he bruises kisses on your neck. Hyunjin lays on his side on the same bed, watching you twist underneath your boyfriend chasing for his lips.

“Chan— wanna kiss..” you asked.

“But I wanna taste you though baby.” He cheekily whines back.

“Kiss..” you push him so you can sit up.

“Looks like you gotta ask someone else to keep your mouth occupied, hm?” He shoots Hyunjin a look and you turn to the pretty boy in the same bed. You felt sudden heat radiating off your cheeks, for a moment you forgot Hyunjin was watching.

You spot a soft smirk appearing on Hyunjin’s face, he was teasing you. “Hyunjin?” You bravely call “Can you kiss me? Chan’s being mean,” Chan laughs, shuffling back on the bed to take his shirt off.

Hyunjin moves closer to you and your gaze shifts from him to Chan, awaiting his confirmation. You can’t lie, although you were up for this, a tiny bit of you feels guilty your partner is sharing you with his best friend because you know if it was the other way around, you would be jealous.

“Go on baby,” your boyfriend tenderly answers.

You take in a sharp breath, then turn back to Hyunjin, who drops his focus on your face down to your half-naked body, gulping. He hates to admit but his hyung’s girlfriend is so pretty like this: all flushed on the bed. He wished he could have had this chance earlier, to cum at the sight of you instead of jerking himself off to your muffled moans coming from the other side of his bedroom wall.

“You’re gorgeous,” it slipped out from his mouth and if you weren’t red then you are definitely red now.

He leans in and finally press his lips onto yours. A moan escaping your lips at the contact and you instantly wrapped your arms around him pulling him closer. His lips are so similar yet so different from Chan’s, with a plumper bottom lip it was so perfect to bite on, and you did just that when he kissed harder.

“There we go,” Chan snickers watching you and Hyunjin move in perfect harmony. Chan roams his large hands on your thighs parting it so he can perfectly slot in between them. His hands then crept toward your panties, sending chills down your body. He licks his lips at the sight of your pussy perfectly sticking onto the cotton fabric.

“You’re so wet,” Chan runs his finger down covered slit, and you buckle your hips forward, dragging Hyunjin down onto you before he could even take a peek at what Chan was drooling over.

“Ahh, Chan.. please..” you managed to slip past Hyunjin’s lips nervously to plead and Chan gives you what you want - tugging your panties down and latching his mouth onto your clit.

“Oh—god,” you cry at the sensation.

You could barely keep it together, your first orgasm approaching fast at the way the two men work together to pleasure you – how skilled Chan is with using his filthy tongue to flick your little red bud and how could you not talk about Hyunjin’s sweet but desperate kisses? You haven’t felt this type of pleasure before, and you think you’re going to start getting greedy after having a taste of it. How amazing was your boyfriend to introduce you to such a heated proposal.

Your legs find themselves over Chan’s shoulders, hands flying to his hair, holding him in place as you grind up against him. You feel a tight knot in your stomach and with that you let out an intense whine as you cum, wiggling underneath both boys. You feel Chan’s breathe tickle your pussy as he chuckles against it, finding it amusing.

Hyunjin’s shuts his eyes, he feels like he’s going to combust after witnessing you get lost in pleasure and now feeling how your lower body is still moving against your boyfriend’s face to chase your high, how desperately greedy you are – it’s so cute to him. He doesn’t stop kissing you though and he instinctively rubs himself on top over his sweatpants.

“Mhmm—fuuu..” you say out of breath. Your lower half comes to a halt as you felt Chan starts to lick away the mess. Your hands travel down Hyunjin’s body, tugging the hem of his shirt then slipping under it.

You aren’t going to lie, you’re already addicted, this is all so exciting to you, and you start to become fearless. You get closer to the hem of his sweats and instantaneously cup his boner. Hyunjin moans and grinds against your hands, he can’t help himself either, but he has to not show his greedy side, after all you belong to Chan.

“Need to feel inside, baby,” Chan says from the end of the bed after examining your hole. He slips a finger inside, collecting your messy juice before pulling out and continuing to pump you. “God so wet, it feels so good—” he adds a second finger.

You start to pick up your pace rubbing Hyunjin over his clothes, but you pull away from him when you feel Chan suddenly stop fingering you. “Chan? What’s wrong?”

“Shhhh..” He whispers. “Just want Hyunjin to have a turn. I’m not going anywhere,” he caressed your thighs before spreading them apart further. It was all becoming a reality now. “Will that be alright, darling?”

“Yes” you softly answer.

“Okay Jinnie, don’t leave my girl waiting, she’s needy today.” He presses a kiss to your forehead.

Hyunjin gulped seeing you all spread out in front of him. It felt like he grew a second boner staring at your glistening cunt. “You’re so wet,” Hyunjin voiced. A wave of embarrassment washes over you as you comprehend what’s actually happening. “So perfect.”

“Put this on though,” Chan hands him a tiny, foiled packet.

Hyunjin strips his shirt first and you do the same, getting rid of the material covering your boobs. You lay back down on the bed and Chan instantly cups your globes, playing with them as you wait for Hyunjin to tug away his pants. You took in a sharp breath now that you see his junk. You find it hard to be reasonable, almost drooling at how long and slender he is. And his likes to be shaved too. If you could describe a pretty cook, it would be Hyunjin’s cock.

He aligns himself after slipping on the thin rubber, the head of his cock just sitting at your entrance and your eyes are already rolling back. “Please please..”

He slowly enters you, eyes shutting at how tight you’re squeezing him. Chan lays besides you now, one hand on top on your head removing the sweat drenched hair pieces away so he can see his pretty girl’s face, while the fingers of the other hand rolling on your harden nipple. “Mmm, Chris?” He immediately wraps his lips against yours, not even letting you ask for his kisses. He knows you too well.

Hyunjin starts to pick up the pace, the wet slapping sounds filled the room mixed with yours and his moans. He feels so much gentler than Chan, he moves with such ease just sliding perfectly along your folds, giving you the perfect amount of pressure.

You pull away from Chan, although it could make you cum faster, you wanted to take care of him too. “You okay baby?”

“Want to.. ahh.. suck.. suck..” you grunt at each of Hyunjin’s thrust. “Want to suck you please baby…” you finally got out.

Chan’s eyebrows relaxes now that he’s knows there’s no discomfort. He smiles, admiring how good his girlfriend is for wanting to take care of him even though she loves kissing during sex. He shuffles towards you, palming himself and shutting his eyes at the how tight his cock was restraining against his boxers. “I don’t think I’m going to last long, baby. I’m so hard watching Hyunjin fuck you.” Dirty boy ~ you think to yourself.

Chan releases his pink, full cock. He pumps himself a couple of times letting the pre cum drip before tapping the tip against your lips.

You kissed his tip. Always will.

“You okay?” You give him a nod. “Good girl.” He slowly guides himself in your mouth. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to nut fast, you could feel him twitch instantly.

“Fuck— I’m so close baby.” Chan sucks in his breath as your mouth and tongue does wonder to him. “Good.. good girl.” Chan guides your head as you bob and soon enough, he groans, shooting ropes inside your mouth. “God, I love you so much.. so much,” You lick his shaft, swallowing the salty yet tasty excess he given you.

He sits back watching Hyunjin has his way with you. He finds this situation so hot; and he doesn’t know what’s gotten over him, but he’s not embarrassed of how much he is enjoying this.

“I’m close Hyunjin,” you squeal, reaching out to hold on his arms which is now planted on either sides of you.

Your boyfriend’s fingers attach to your throbbing swollen clit, rubbing it in circles, helping you reach your second orgasm quicker.

“Kiss her when she cums,” Chan orders.

Hyunjin attaches his lips to yours and thrusts into you a couple more times and you both release together with muffled moans.

He falls onto you, catching his breath inside the crook of your neck. “You are so tight,” he mutters. “How do you and Chan go at it every day yet, you feel like a virgin.” Your hands come up to hug him, running down his back as you chuckle at his words. Little things like this bring back your shyness, you try your best to blush, but you do.

“That’s my baby,” Chan smiles at you before mouthing I love you.

You exhale heavily as you think, although you had already cum twice, you still wanted more. You wanted it raw; you wanted to be filled up. “Chan?” You voiced, and Hyunjin gathers his strength to removes himself from you.

“Yes baby?”

“I want more, please.. inside..” you pleaded.

Your boyfriend lets out a soft laugh “So needy baby,” but he complies every time. "But you have to include Hyunjin," you turn to see Hyunjin still hard.

You reach out for his length carefully wrapping your hand over it, he takes in a sharp breath. Oh he is loving every second of this.

Chan crawls over you, one hand holding the base of his cock whilst the other cradles your face. He kisses you the same time he enters you, the way he’s always done besides that one time last week when he was trying tease you. You squeal at pressure and start to pump Hyunjin's cock but Chan is such a sinner in bed that you could barely focus on Hyunjin.

You try your best not to shut your eyes, looking over and you see Hyunjin hands coming to covers yours, helping you jerk him off, oh what a sight. His long fingers wrapped around his own cock, it’s so pretty.

“Gonna cum..” Chan mumbled between your lips, and slams into you harder and your body pulses as you feel yourself reach your third orgasm. Chan comes undone seconds after you, spilling his white liquid into your hole.

“Fffuu- let me eat you out,” Chan himself wasn’t done too, so he manhandles you, spreading your thighs apart, definitely leaving his prints, to watch the mixture of his and your fluid drip on the sheets. He licks a fat stripe, and you start to twist at the sensation.

“Ssssshhiii..” you cried. “Can I, can I sit on you?” You pushed yourself up and Chan flips himself back before positioning you on top of him. This positions gives you more control on your hip’s movement but it’s also the perfect position to give Hyunjin head too.

“I want to taste you Jinnie, can I?” you breathlessly asked. Hyunjin’s mind was going crazy, how brave and sexy was his best friend’s girlfriend to ask. “Y/N, I’m not going to last,” he pleads, but he moves himself to in front of you. He jerks himself off a couple times, then presents his length to you. You lick his slit, tasting the remains of his salty release from before.

Hyunjin throws his head back, his body is spasming and he’s close, he’s so close.

You hold the rest of his length, as you suck his head. Your movements are sloppy and out of pace as Chan laps your fold, his big nose coming in contact with your clit every now and making the knot in your stomach tighter and tighter.

“Ughh, I, I, I’m gonna cum Chan, please don’t stop,” you say before licking up Hyunjin’s shaft, and taking all of him into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck— Y/N, I’m going to cum, I’m cumming..” Hyunjin moans with his head thrown back as he releases in your mouth as you gagged around him. You swallow all of it before letting him go with a pop. Hyunjin instantly holds your arms, pulling you up to meet his face. He kisses you roughly through your last orgasm Chan coaxes out of you.

You were spent, but you loved every second of it.

“I’m just get a towel; can you hold her?”

A few seconds gone by and he returns with a warm towel meeting Hyunjin spooning you, the younger man’s arm under your head as he brushes away your hair. After wiping between your legs clean, Chan joins you and Hyunjin in bed.

“My baby did so good, hm?” He hugs you from in front, and you squeezed his arm tighter, looking up to give him a soft smile. “Not so shy anymore? After charming two orgasms out of each of us?” he presses a kiss to your lips.

“Did you enjoyed it baby?” you ask.

“Yes baby. I loved everything about it and I’m sure Hyunjin did too.” You lean in to give him one more kiss, gentle and sweet.

You turn over to the man behind you and press a gentle peck to the corner of his lips. “Thank you Hyunjin,” you whispered before drifting off to dreamland.

“No, thank you,” Hyunjin replies back quietly.

“What do you think?” The older man askes from the other side of you.

“She’s good in bed Hyung,” he admits. “And her kisses are addictive…”

“— Lucky for you she loves to be kissed,” Chan smirks.

“I don’t think I can be sane, she’s sounds so pretty in bed. Its crazy,” Hyunjin confesses.

“Lucky for you too, she doesn’t minds you hearing her.”

You stir out of sleep, finding yourself nestled in Hyunjin’s hold. Your heart drops noticing it’s not your baby you’re up against. You feel a big hand comes to squeeze your butt, “I’m right here doll,” your boyfriends reassure.

You carefully wiggle out of Hyunjin’s arms, turning around to see Chan back against the headboard, his hand still on you, the other scrolling down on his phone. You smile at the sight; he looks so cute with his curly hair down.

“You wanna tell Hyunjin what you want to eat for dinner?”

“I wish you were here Chris.. I need you.. so bad..” you whine over the line.

He chuckles at your honestly, smiling to himself at how brave you have been lately. “We literally fucked before I went, and it’s only been a few hours baby. And I just got here,” he teased, tongue pushing the inside of his mouth. He can imagine you all alone on his bed, a pillow in-betweens your thighs as you trying to stop the ache.

“Yeah,” you vulnerable answer. “But I need it again.. I want it..” you moan into the phone.

Chan smirks to himself and you can hear him conceal a giggle. “Well only 3Racha is performing… Someone is still back there… who can help you..” he offered.

You feel your whole body go numb; how can he say such a thing. “Chan… how can you say—”

“-I don’t mind baby.. I’ve seen how he treated you and let’s just say I’m not opposed to it… At all.”

Your thighs press together, you licked your lips… Your boyfriend left you speechless.

“What’s wrong doll? You’re thinking if it too hey?”

[sunarinscat]

(s/o with sensory overload)

“Waves”.

He was the first to notice.

You have always struggled with sensory overload. It’s noise, lights, texture, temperature, movement in your line of sight… It just builds up and you can’t help but break down. It’s embarrassing honestly. You aren’t even sad but you’re sobbing and heaving for air. What? Because some silly flashing lights were too bright for you? You hide away in a corner or a bathroom and wait for the waves of panic to wash away. Then you clean yourself up and face the world again. Nobody was ever any the wiser.

He noticed. He saw when your breath began to quicken. You stopped making eye contact with people and glued your gaze to the floor. He tipped his head to the side as your trembling hands grasped the nearest surface. You slipped outside into the cold night air and he followed.

As you slumped against the wall and let the tears wrack your body you heard the door creak. Shoes scuffled against the pavement and you hid your face in your arms, away from prying eyes.

“Hey baby, are you doing alright?”

He slumped down beside you, leaving a gap between your bodies.

You tried to keep your voice even as you spoke but it cracked and trembled.

“Yea-h I’m ju-ust P-peachy!”

You hiccuped.

“Do you need hug?”

“N-no!”

His hands which were reaching to comfort you returned to his sides.

“No, it’s just a lot righ-ght now I can’t h-handle anyone touching me.”

Oh. He was starting to understand.

“What can I do sweet heart?”

You swallowed hard and took a breath, removing your hands from your tear stained face. You offered him a small smile as a tear slid down your chin.

“We could just talk quietly.. it helps distract me sometimes.”

He grinned back.

“Okay, okay. Eyes on me.”

He pointed to his eyes.

“I want you focused right here.”

You turned your body to face him and he did the same, sitting cross legged.

“How’s your day been? Tell me your favorite and your least favorite thing that happened today.”

And you sat like that for fifteen minutes. The tears receded and the sobs turned into soft laughter. When you pulled yourself up from the concrete you grasped his hand. You turned your eyes to the floor again, this time bashfully.

“Hey can I have that hug now?”

It was barely a whisper.

He turned around and wrapped his arms around you. He just held you. Your body relaxed and you let out a sigh. If you ever had a home it was this.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me honey. I love you. I will always be here, whatever you need.”

Sugawara Koushi, Tetsurou Kuroo, Hajime Iwaxumi ,Keiji Akashi, Osamu Miya, Daichi sawamura, Eijiro kirishima, Shoto todoroki, Albedo, Diluc, Al Haithem, Kazuha

author’s note: as someone who struggles with these issues I hope this made you feel seen. I haven’t been on this blog in awhile but I am back to give it a little TLC, !Friendly reminder that my asks are open! Dont be shy to send something my way, I want to hear every detail..

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L. KENNEDY, C. REDFIELD, C. OLIVEIRA X READER (SEPARATE)

ೃ⁀➷ sypnosis; christmas hc’s

ೃ⁀➷ warnings; none! pure fluff

ೃ⁀➷ author’s note; ho ho ho merry christmas idc if its nov its christmas time… do ppl drink on christmas? we do so idek? icl this is all like stuff i made up bcos i don’t celebrate christmas like this but wtv we roll #wesołychświąt

C. OLIVEIRA

do not let this man near the kitchen. everything that can go wrong goes WRONG

ask him to take something out the oven, he drops it. ask him to stir something in the bowl he stirs too vigorously and it goes flying all over the counters

he’s a pain. he’s distracting. constantly getting infront of you with the mistletoe, thinking he’s slick by trying to sneak in kisses. constantly sneaking bites of food whenever he thinks you’re not looking (you are, and you smack his hands away with a spoon)

one thing he’s actually good at and enjoys is cookie decorating. he’ll make little gingerbread men of you two and make them so damn detailed. makes one for jill too, though with less care and her face ends up a bit… strange

he’s THAT person which is always ringing everyone, friends and family, wishing them a merry christmas and sends them stupid gifs slavic babcias love so much (if u dont know what i mean then☹️)

LOVES the whole aspect of the christmas tree yet hates putting it together, it pisses him off to no end and half way through ends up calling you over to help him… definitely picks you up so that you can put the star on top

if he gets an ugly christmas sweater you best believe he’s wearing it for the full day, no shame

L. KENNEDY

depends which leon we’re talking about

younger leon puts in more effort, older leon genuinely can’t be fucked to do much

walks around with a trash bag when everyone’s opening presents so there’s no mess on the floor

your guys’ house is literally the christmas function. every year. mostly due to you inviting everyone round and deciding to host it, much to leon’s annoyance but he doesn’t mind THAT much since he loves you!!

definitely the best gift giver. for some damn reason he just knows what everyone wants, genuinely no explanation for it. he just does

he’s such a sweetheart, constantly asking you if you need help with anything in the kitchen or whether you need him to pop to the store for anything

he 100% sang carols when he was younger. just imagine 7 year old leon, hair gelled back, button up shirt, stood infront of the tv singing carols (lets pretend he didn’t have all that trauma okay)… get him to sing again, he might cave once he’s drunk enough with chris

on the topic of chris, something ALWAYS happens when the pair have had a few and aren’t sober any longer. something always gets broken for some reason

one year, they randomly got up and started dancing. leon went flying into the christmas tree and took it down with him.

i hc him as having a rather large sweet tooth, so he’s always down for some cookie decorating! it’s rather sloppy and they end up looking questionable most of the time, but he ends up eating half of them before he’s even fully finished decorating so that’s not much of a problem anyways

C. REDFIELD

santa. need i say more?

nag him constantly to wear a santa outfit or atleast a santa hat. he will cave eventually

DEFINITELY gets a wallet for christmas every damn year without fail, yet doesn’t even use the damn wallets

him in the kitchen helping you out is definitely… something. he doesn’t know how to measure - what the fuck is a cup?

you asked him to help you out and stuff the turkey. he walked out the kitchen.

gets claire shitty gifts on purpose but then gives her her ACTUAL gift. they’re siblings after all, he can’t help it, old habits die hard

hates decorating the outside of the house. it’s his nightmare. all the stupid lights, just no

goes CRAZY on your gift. it’s like a little reward for all the effort you go through every year, and it’s always something you wanted badly and doesn’t fail to put a smile on your face

he’s not necessarily a fan of sweet things, but hot chocolate? that’s a completely different story entirely, you end up having to send him to buy milk since he drank the whole damn carton and there’s none left by the time you get around to actually preparing for dinner

like leon, sits there with a trash bag. he gives such dad vibes i can’t stop imagining it

him and leon ultimate christmas duo after a few drinks. all of a sudden chris is in the biggest christmas spirit ever and can’t get last christmas out his head

best thing is? he’s not even too big on christmas. he actually celebrates it just because of you, what a sweetheart

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a step behind

ADHD!reader x Spencer Reid

when reader gets overstimulated at the office spencer finds her in an odd spot and helps calm her down.

word cound: 0.7k

warnings: neurodivergent reader and spencer, mentions of breakdowns, i dont think there anything else but lmk!

also pls be kind this is my first fic! and if i continue to write for adhd!reader most of what i write ab is stuff that i personally deal with while having adhd, it can be different for everyone so pls take everything with a grain of salt!

The hum of the AC in the bullpen is boring into your skull. Along with the chatter of other agents, all the sensations are getting to be too much. The stack of paperwork on your desk hasn’t gotten any smaller in the past hour and your legs started aching from sitting too long. It’s all too much. Morgan and Prentiss are chatting no more than 10 feet away and you can’t concentrate , not with everything going on.

Standing up and pushing away from the desk, you quickly slip by the duo whose conversation you couldn’t follow mumbling a quick “excuse me” with your head down.

Ducking behind the door to the stairwell, you sit down on the first few steps trying to calm yourself down. Nobody really ever comes this way unless the elevators were out of service. The stairwell is quiet but each small movement creates an echo that provokes that suffocating feeling of overstimulation. Normally in a situation like this, you’d let Spencer know and he’d sit with you, toning down his rambling as he lists grounding techniques for you to try, however, today was a bad one gone worse and the thought of anyone talking is almost enough to send you into a full blow meltdown. You feel hot and stuffy and realize the water bottle, full of ice cold water from this morning was still at your desk. Great.

You’re focused on the cool tile beneath you, laying your palms down trying to cool down, when you hear footsteps coming up the stairs. You hadn’t payed much attention to the fact Spencer had been missing from the bullpen and didn’t even realize he had been a floor down this whole time. Sometimes when he needs a bit longer to think he takes the stairs to his destination.

“What are you doing out here?” He asked with that slight smile and gentle voice. He knows all too well the struggles of neurodiversity and finds that he two of you can relate to each other more so than the rest of the team.

Your head whips up and to the right, where Spencer has suddenly appeared, why didn’t you hear his footsteps before? “Just needed a second, it got kinda stuffy out there”, a simple explanation he understood to be more than you’re making it out to be. Years of masking and trying to fit in, you could handle a lot before you would totally break down, having learned where your threshold for this sort of thing was so as to not make a fool of yourself in front of other people.

“Are you ok, do you feel well?” Spencer asks, putting down his files next to you, attempting to look for any tell tale signs of illness or injury. When he finds nothing too concerning, just your flushed skin, starting to bead with sweat, he sits next to you. He’s been looking out for you a lot more recently, both in and out of the office and field.

“I just didn’t get enough sleep and the bullpen’s too loud and those lights were starting to bug me.” As soon as you told Spencer the reason for your hiding, he understood. He’s no stranger to feeling overstimulated like this and knows you aren’t either. Conversations on the jet and in the break room detailed the feelings you both shared being neurodivergent. Although Spencers brain worked almost completely opposite of yours, you both understood each other fairly well.

“Here,” he says gently taking your hand in his, feeling the heat, placing them in a new spot on he tile. Since he’d come up the stairs, you hadn’t moved an inch, it felt refreshing against your hot palms once again. “Would leaning against the wall help at all?” You hadn’t tried it but inched backwards and turned so the your back connected with the wall.

Your eyes close in relief. You hadn’t realized it but from ay one, Spencer has started to pick up on all the details and quirks that make you , you. Of course his eidetic memory helps, but somethings he just gets.

Starting to cool down, in the comfortable silence you open your eyes and look to Spencer and his brown eyes and smile. Joining such a tight knit team was intimidating but Spencer always made you feel wanted.

[aventurineswife]

Hi so i sent this but i dont think it sent so ill send it again so uh

I spent literally ALL WEEK GRINDING FOR MISTER BLOND MAN bcz i lost my fifty fifty to ugly dragon loli amd i just needed forty more pulls to garuantee him but guess what 😃

I accidentally pulled on friggin acherons banner and got her instead

So can you please help me cope by writing a fic where that happens to reader but aventurine buys her a bunch of jades so she can get him anyway? Because i need someone to do the for me. I need a stinking rich friend who will gamble for me in mobile games. And yes he knows hes in a game and breaking the fourth wall

Thank you

Also established relationship plz

P.S im still gonna try to get him wish me luck im SO demotivated but its whatever

Luck, Love, and a Thousand Jades

Summary: After the latest banner drop in HSR, you’re excited to pull for your favorite character, Aventurine. However, to your surprise, Aventurine appears in person, offering an overwhelming amount of in-game currency to ensure your reunion. As you summon him with his help, you marvel at the absurdity of it all.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Romance, Humor, Fictional Crush, Fluff, Surreal, Fourth Wall breaking, Bro is real somehow-

A/N: 💀I feel so bad for you bestie... I do hope you get Aventurine on his banner before it ends! Hope this fic will cheer you up!

The soft hum of your phone filled the cozy room as you sat cross-legged on the couch, your eyes glued to the screen. The banner for the latest update had just dropped, and the character you’d been pining for—Aventurine himself—was finally here. The dazzling image of his in-game model, with all its sharp edges and that maddening smirk, stared back at you, practically taunting you to pull.

“You’re really going to make me work for this, aren’t you?” you muttered, debating whether to throw your measly stash of resources into the gacha abyss or exercise patience for once in your life.

“I’d say you have a better chance of hitting a jackpot than summoning me with that pitiful pile,” a voice drawled behind you.

Your heart jumped into your throat, the phone nearly slipping from your grasp as you whirled around to see him—Aventurine. Not the 2D version on your screen, but the real deal.

Or, at least, the closest thing to it. He stood in the doorway of your living room, hair perfectly tousled, those impossibly vibrant eyes glinting with amusement. The overcoat, the spade-shaped chest window, even the roulette detailing—he looked exactly like his character model, down to the smirk that never seemed to leave his lips.

“Wait, what?” you sputtered, looking between him and your phone. “What are you doing here? How—”

“Ah, ah,” he interrupted, holding up a hand to stop the inevitable spiral of questions. “You’ve already accepted that I’m aware of the... meta circumstances surrounding my existence. Let’s not waste time rehashing the impossible.” He sauntered toward you, the soft click of his polished shoes against the floor making you wonder just how far your suspension of disbelief could stretch. “What I do find curious is why you, my supposed significant other, have yet to summon me.”

Your jaw dropped. “First of all, you’re the hardest character in the game to pull for. Do you have any idea how low the pull rates are? Second, I don’t have enough jades!”

Aventurine chuckled, perching himself on the armrest of the couch beside you. “Darling, do you honestly think I’d let a little thing like odds stand between us?” He reached into his pocket, pulling out a sleek, gold-accented wallet. “Allow me to... invest in our reunion.”

Your eyes widened as he handed you what could only be described as a literal mountain of jades. The shimmering gems appeared in a neat pile on your phone screen as if by magic.

“Where did you even get those?” you asked, utterly baffled.

“Do you really want to know?” he teased, leaning closer until his face was just inches from yours. “Let’s just say, being one of the Ten Stonehearts comes with its perks.”

You stared at the screen, the obscene number of jades practically begging to be spent. “This... this is too much. I can’t just—”

“Of course, you can,” he interrupted smoothly, his gloved hand gently tilting your chin so you were forced to meet his gaze. “Consider it an investment in my ego. After all, how could I possibly allow anyone else to steal your attention?”

You hesitated for a moment longer before sighing. “Fine. But if I don’t get you in the first ten pulls, I’m blaming you.”

“Blame me all you like, darling,” he replied with a wink. “I’ve always had a penchant for high-stakes gambles.”

With a resigned smile, you hit the summon button, the familiar animation spinning across your screen. The first few pulls were a flurry of three-star items and a character you already had, but then—

Gold.

The distinctive glow of a five-star pull lit up the room, and there he was, sitting on his red velvety sofa, looking smug on your screen.

“Well, well,��� Aventurine said, his voice full of mock surprise. “It seems fate has finally smiled upon you.”

You turned to him with an incredulous laugh. “You bought fate! This isn’t even fair!”

“Fairness is for those who can’t manipulate the odds,” he said with a smirk, pulling you into a playful embrace. “Now, don’t you think it’s time to show your gratitude? Perhaps dinner, on me?”

You couldn’t help but laugh, leaning into his warmth. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

“Unbelievably charming, intelligent, and generous,” he agreed, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Now, shall we celebrate your victory—and my unparalleled generosity?”

As absurd as the situation was, you found yourself smiling. After all, not everyone could say their fictional crush had crossed dimensions just to spoil them with virtual currency. With Aventurine, life was always a gamble—but it was one you’d happily take every time.

[fayesia]

Okay DONT JUGDE ME PLEASE but I have an idea for mike schmidt. Okay so basically she(y/n) gets these new meds for the two of them it was basically like had idk what it's called but sm that makes them horny af and yk what happens next and also they r just friends when this happens. U can fill in the details with whatever.

a/n: Ahh no trust me i’m not one to judge people ever about what they’re into and stuff like that, obviously it’s different when i’m asked to write about smtg i’m uncomfortable with or if it’s illegal, but nonetheless here it is, i apologise in advanced as i did rush to get it posted but ye enjoy!! 😭

warning: most of my replies to requests i get don’t include warnings but please keep in mind before reading that this will contain ⚠️drugs, taking of drugs, irresponsible drug use!!⚠️ other than that it’s just the usual smut stuff :)

“come on you’re not gonna pussy out on me now are you?” you jab at Mike knowing he was the one boasting about the drug being a placebo that wouldn’t work.

“of course i won’t since i know it doesn’t even work. whoever sold it to you just got a free 30 dollars.” he looks down at you kneeling in front of the living room table slicing the pill in two. You were told by the seller that it was a hormone enhancing pill that was basically just stronger weed, so you were being cautious about how much you both took.

“ok fine hurry up give it here” sitting down next to you, Mike grabs one half swallowing it down in one go, you do the same. After 15 minutes neither of you feel anything.

“see i told you, it’s a fucking scam”

“no no we must’ve not taken it right, come on one more chance pleaseeee” you whine looking at him with your hands clasped together.

“fine. only cause your my best friend” “mike..i’m your only friend but ok”

Taking out two more pills you grab a cup using the base to crush them into a fine powder, with your credit card you finely crush it and seperate the pile of white powder into two even lines. Meanwhile Mike neatly rolls up a dollar bill leaning forward to snort up one line, handing the note over, you sniff up the powder feeling a sharp sting in your nose leaning back against the couch to relax and let everything settle.

First there was nothing and suddenly so much was happening all at once. In two minutes you and Mike had gone from sitting beside each other dazed as ever to feeling heat all over your body. The sensation causing you both to remove layers of clothing to avoid any effects of what felt like heatstroke. “god what the fuck is happening y/n?” you hear Mike say as he removes his clothing leaving him in a pair of black boxers, “idk mikey everything’s so hot and suffocating” you respond back stripping down to just your bra and denim shorts.

You feel the heat rising especially at your core, the denim shorts getting increasingly more uncomfortable once you’ve soaked through your underwear. Raising your head you notice Mike sitting with a pillow on his lap, “Mike…is that what i think it is?” Before he can reply you’ve already removed the pillow, the sudden movement of his body attempting to hide his raging hard on shocks you as you fall on top of him. His arms support you pulling you on top of his lap as you straddle his thighs. Not even caring at this moment, you grind your pussy against his thigh the rough denim rubbing against your clit as more liquid gushes from your pussy. A dark spot forms on your shorts as Mikes hands grab your hips to push you down harder. He abruptly stops,unbuttoning your shorts and pulling them down, he flips you over on the couch so your legs hang off the edge while your back lays on the seats. Kneeling down between your legs he spreads your thighs apart, fingers digging into the soft squishy flesh.

“fucking soaked aren’t you”

“please do something please”

“say it i wanna hear you”

“please touch my pussy”

His nose brushes across your clit through the thin material of your thong as his fingers rub you you’re getting increasingly wet. He quickly rips at the flimsy strings leaving you bare to him, your folds glisten with your wetness as you feel it dripping down. His fingers enter your mouth as you suck on them like you would a lollipop, tracing down past your hardened nipples and to your clit. The first few seconds after contact has you writhing around on the couch, things only getting more intense once you feel Mikes mouth on you. His tongue explores every crevice, caressing your delicate folds and spreading your juices all over. He spits on your clit watching it drip down before collecting it with his index and middle fingers, entering your tight hole and watching it stretch. you moan at the intrusion finally being filled by something, his two fingers feeling like three of your own. You’re so close to coming, his fingertips rubs harder and harder against the soft sensitive spot inside of you, until he removes them. your eyes shoot open widening even more once Mike flips you over onto your front holding both your hands above your head, you’re barely able to turn your head due to the position of your shoulders. The tip of his cock is pulsing and red as it rubs between your folds, poking at your sensitive clit.

The gentle movements lulling you into a further daze, however that’s quick to end once his dick starts easing into your pussy. It’s a tight fit and you weren’t sure about how much would fit but Mike just said “gonna stretch you til’ we fucking make it fit”, his words have you moaning into the couch, spit dribbling from the side of your mouth the more that he enters. His cock is about three quarters in and you’re sure you can’t take any more, that is until he starts pulling out and pushing back in.

Finally he’s all the way in and you’re pulsing around him, your channel trying to fit around the girth of him.

“ok i think it’s fine, you can move”

his thrust start picking up speed, the sound of his hips smacking against your ass bounce off the walls of the room, his heavy balls slap against your clit adding to the pleasure.

“fuck mikey harder please, i’m so close omg”

He picks up the pace going faster and deeper into you, his cock pushes hard against your g-spot spurring you closer to the edge.

“baby i’m gonna cum, fill you up nice and full, fuck you everyday you want that?”

“yesyes please i need you, cum for me baby”

He continues ploughing into you, hips stuttering as he tilts his head back releasing a low guttural groan, you can feel drops of liquid releasing every time he pulls outwards. Finally a stream of Mikes cum pools inside of you, his groans grow softer the more that spurts out, your pussy clamps down on him and more of your come is leaking down his length the droplets staining the couch. Mike rolls over off of you to lay on the couch beside your panting body. The two of you are covered in a sheen of sweat, out of breathe and still coming down from the effects of the drugs you both took. After a few minutes you’re both still in your underwear, Mikes head resting on your lap while you stroke his hair, the two of you thinking about having a discussion on what this would change about your friendship but with the state of high you were both in that topic was for another time.

“well now that we’ve proven it works what do we do now?” Mike asks looking back up at you.

Reaching over to grab something off the table you simply smirk and wave a small clear packet containing two pills, identical to the ones just taken around and hour and a half ago.

~unedited~

[ranhaitanisgf]

Hello, can we get cuddling and just sweet head canons with Souya? 🥹

a sweet day in!!

synopsis: how does souya like to cuddle with his s/o?

☆ a/n ˎˊ˗ hello anon thank you for requesting !! this is pretty short but sweet, so i dont have much to add ! hope you all enjoy and have an amazing day !! xoxo

☆ characters ˎˊ˗ souya [angry] kawata x g/n!reader

☆ wc ˎˊ˗ 700+

masterlist

❥ souya is 100% the little spoon most of the time, and this is not arguable!! he loves to be held in your arms, (although he’s very shy about admitting it) and he finds having your presence right behind him to be very comforting. this position sometimes changes when he turns around, in which he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and have his head tucked underneath your head, (his hair gets in your face, but you will never ever admit that to him). 

❥ he tends to slowly trace different shapes and words on your back, which can sometimes lead to impromptu naps when you really aren’t supposed to be napping, (usually leads to the two of you waking up in a panic when nahoya bangs on the door asking why you still haven’t gone home yet). 

❥ definitely mumbles random things in his sleep, which can be quite amusing to listen to. 

“...th..ramen…(y/n)...”  “huh? souya?”  “...no, the…pepper…”  “oh, okay.”

❥ absolutely adores whenever you play with his hair! he doesn’t care what you do with it whether you braid it, brush it, or just mess with it in general, he never wants you to stop. if you do stop, he won’t say anything, but he’ll have a bit of a frown and will put your hand back on his head in hopes that you’ll continue. 

❥ on the same note, he also likes to play with your hair as well! he’s extremely gentle with it because he doesn’t want there to be any chance of hurting you, so he’s either smoothing his hand over your hair or lightly massaging your scalp, (he doesn’t have a reason behind this aside from the fact that you seem to enjoy it). 

❥ it is a common occurrence for the two of you to be playing video games while cuddling! he’s specifically set up his ps2, gamecube and television in front of his bed, which makes for a perfect cuddling / gaming session! contrasting his usual little spoon position, he will actually sit you right between his legs and will tuck your head under his chin while the two of you play. 

❥ your go-to games are mario party, mario kart, and animal crossing, (for when the two of you are tired and want to play a relaxing game). surprisingly, you guys never really use the ps2, most of the games you two play being nintendo! 

❥ souya is very sweet, so the the most he will do when he is losing in a game is grumble under his breath and hold you a little bit tighter. he still enjoys every second of it though!

❥ in relation to this, the two of you will cuddle while doing almost any hobby such as this! it usually depends on your mood, but it can range from anything; gaming, reading manga, or eating snacks and watching a show. 

❥ he makes sure to be stocking up on all your favorite snacks because of this! 

❥ when the two of you are reading manga together, you usually have to read a little bit slower because souya likes to soak in all the little details and moments that happen. it ends up being useful whenever you get confused about what’s happening since he’s able to explain it to you perfectly! 

❥ he’s a bit shy about it, but he’ll plant small kisses on your face from time to time when you’re asleep, (he thinks your face is so kissable, but he gets embarrassed when he kisses you and you’re watching him). 

❥ when you’re asleep, he does his best to not move around and not make any sound. he knows that life and school can be stressful, so he feels grateful that you trust him so much to fall asleep around him. because of this, he will genuinely not move a muscle; he would rather he has numb limbs than have you wake up. 

❥ adding on to this, the only thing he will move for will be so he can very slowly grab his phone and text nahoya to shut up. 

ssouyaa.12: shh murdersmile: dont tell me 2 sh ssouyaa.12: (y/n) is sleeping murdersmile: smh

❥ nahoya thinks you two are cute, but gross at the same time, (he will protect you two with his life but also wants to punt you both like a kickball).

[screampied]

miss vegas. how do u survive in college. please give me some tips. i am barely hanging on by a thread and it's only my first year. how do u do it. also ilysm.

hi nonnie 🌞. omg ofc! i used to live on campus, i don’t anymore which is way easier for me— also, don’t stress. first year can always be a lot and extremely overwhelming but i got uuuuu !!!!!! love u too

it's a lot of things i wish i knew as my first year LOL. i guess one thing that is probably super basic, don’t procrastinate. just get your stuff done so you don’t have to worry about it later ☝️ it’s easier said than done, but trust you’ll feel a lot better once you finish your assignments / projects early n on time !!! also, staying up late while working on stuff — don’t do that. it’s not good for you, and i always did that eheh. waiting ‘till the last minute of 11:59 to finish essays nuh uh. do your stuff as soon as it get assigned, DONT PROCRASTINATE 🫵 also, go to all your orientations. do nawt skip them

sleeeeeep. you need lots of sleep, regardless of what year you’re in it’s very important. i wish i knew that as a freshman 😀😀😀. i would stay up all night doin work, especially on the weekends. certified loser nerd. also, set an alarm !!!! if you’re a heavy sleeper like me, set a fuck ton of them !!!! or uh… have someone wake you up. i used to oversleep a lot, a way to prevent this is to usually go to sleep earlier than you usually do ( from my experience )

if you’re on campus, have some sort of map / guide so you know where you’re going !!!!! on my first day i literally got lost right away and i barely knew much english so it was even more embarrassing LOL. beeeee prepared !!!! ☝️ do research on ur school, they should provide those things — also, try to get those things ahead of time before your courses start so you aren’t askin random ppl where one of your rooms are. of course, its okay to still get lost anyway. it happens. ask for help if needed but make sure you’re prepared !!!

you don’t necessarily need friends to “survive” in college. everyone’s experience is different, but i found my experience easier by just keepin my circle small 🫂. IM NOT SAYING TO BE A LONER, you can have / make friends throughout your years ofc !!! in college, you’ll meet the best and worst people of your life. your main priorities should be yourself and your studies — but you come first at the end of the day. friends will always come & go, but eventually you’ll stumble across some nice ppl who share the same interests as you !!!

there’s prob super more important details but for the last thing i’ll say this— don’t let your grades define you 💓. it sucks majorly to get bad marks on something, especially if you stayed up countless hours on it, givin it your all. i personally have / had a habit of doing that, but never let it define you. if you truly think you didn’t get the right grade for any number of reasons, you can always talk to your prof about it in private. but don’t stress ab it !!! always remember you matter first over some exam 🫵

[erens-heart]

detailed fluffy/smutty headcannons! draco malfoy as your boyfriend.

i’m writing this as a continuation of “ive got my eye on you”, and sooort of requested by @dolcid. i’ll hopefully write a proper part two soon but for now here are some detailed, fluffy bf!draco headcannons to keep you satisfied. ive thrown some smuttys hcs in as well, so you really get the picture (i love reading headcannons so i hope you’re as pleased with this as i am!) <3

WARNINGS! SEXUAL CONTENT. SMUT. 18+

malfoy is a really good boyfriend. you’ve never had one before though so you can’t compare him to much :(

the way he confessed to you was really impressive though (and really turned you on! drunk kisses > )

he gets better and better at kissing every time you do it. he’s not very emotional but he’s passionate, if that makes sense?

when you’re kissing he doesnt administer alot of touch himself but he loves it when you touch him. he lets you run your hands all over his chest, it makes him groan.

when he DOES touch you, its usually your thighs.

despite all the kissing, he’s actually very cautious about going any further with you, because he knows you’ve never been fucked by anyone before. in the first few weeks, he sticks to hot makeout sessions with you.

he used to tease you for being ugly when you disliked eachother, he never meant it, by the damage it did to your confidence meant you never pursued a relationship before him so you’re really a virgin in every aspect. (slay tho <3)

draco doesn’t do dates really. he likes to keep you all to himself, he’s selfish like that. so he usually invites you to the slytherin common room, and takes you up to his dorm.

he banishes the goons from the dorm to spend time with you because he knows they make you uneasy.

he really cherishes quality time over anything, that’s his love language. he doesn’t have to be kissing you the whole time, sitting beside you whilst you read is enough for him. he’s enamoured with your presence.

he’s always been enamoured with your presence, even when he pretended to hate you.

draco is quite a grumpy boyfriend. not mean. just moody. he doesnt like other people. he especially doesnt like harry potter. or anything about any of the gryffindors. you pay it no heed, you just find it cute.

he takes things further one day and you let him eat you out. he doesnt do this alot. hes mostly a receiver.

he’s really dirty when he wants to be, its the fault of his smirk, it makes him look even dirtier.

draco is heavy on the dirty talking and teasing, after all your relationship begun because of his unremitting teasing.

so when he’s licking your pussy, he’s doing it whilst smirking and cooing annoyingly because of how red your face is going.

he gets really hard because its his first time going further than kissing with you. youre the first girl that hes had feelings for as well, so it makes it unreal for him. he gets so hard he has to ask you to suck his dick.

he doesnt beg you though! his voice is cool and nonchalant like it always is.

instead of cumming in your mouth, he comes all over your pussy because he likes how it looks.

when you two finish, he isn’t one for cuddling, but he lets you lay beside him in his arm, and fall asleep on his chest.

when its time for you to go back to your dorm, he folds all of your things up for you, stacks all of your books. hes weirdly a neat-freak.

when you aren’t hanging out on his bed, you’re watching his quidditch games.

one day he has a bad fall and ends up in the hospital wing, with his arm in a sling. typical draco!

he’s a hypochondriac lol!

you drop your studies to sit with him. he grumbles profusely about the pain and the sling. he loves complaining.

you shut him up by kissing him, which makes his expression harden because you two werent public about your relationship yet. but you dont care.

when he’s injured in hospital he lets you groom his hair for him. he cares alot about his appearance. its a frequent occurance. because hes not one for skinship its how you feel close to him.

he warms to the idea of cuddling a bit, but when he does he prefers to be spooned rather than spoon you. and he always does it under the blanket so no one could accidentally see.

he’s a tall, protective boyfriend. he usually wards “threats” away with rude, witty comments, or dirty looks. he doesnt care. you’re his.

when you’re in public, he stands behind you w his hands on your shoulders so he can protect you at all times if he needs to.

he gradually becomes more comfortable being emotional around you. not emotional as in sad or cloying but. he smiles more. not big cheeky smiles, but small ones you notice when you catch him off gaurd.

he kisses you alot before bed, you start sleeping over in his bed in the slytherin dorm, you get away with it because he becomes a prefect.

he kisses the top of your head and your hands/fingertips the most. you’re precious to him, that’s how he conveys it.

after a few weeks of sleeping in his bed, he makes the ultimate move on you and fucks you for the first time. “making-love” is a bit cringe in dracos opinion, he is draco malfoy after all. but it isnt senseless fucking.

he loves the power imbalance of you getting onto your knees for him and sucking his dick. like i said, hes a receiver!

he puts his big, pale hand in your hair and bounces it harshly on his dick. he doesnt make you choke on it though, he doesnt like that.

he actually doesnt fuck you in his bed, the first time. you both get so carried away that he takes you against the wall. from all angles. behind. from the front.

it’s rough, desperate fucking. youve never been fucked before. its such a new and overwhelming feeling. youve been pining for eachother for so long.

he cums all over your pretty pussy again, but not inside it (obvs) and admires it for a while whilst catching his breath.

you start crying after! it was such an intense experience that you get a bit… worried? overwhelmed? it’s not serious crying but you need some softness.

draco isn’t always the best person to rely on for softness but he knows that you need it right now after the way he’d just fucked you.

you cuddle properly for the first time. all naked and sticky (draco HATES that, but he doesnt mind tonight bc its you) and he kisses your head over and over.

hes not big on aftercare usually. but hes patient with you tonight. he lets you sleep off the feeling, and wear his big, boxy school shirt whilst you do so. it smells of him. you love it.

you love him.

he loves you too, hes thinking.

but you don’t tell each other just yet ;)

[obsidianpen]

Im really not trying to be rude but can fanartists please stop drawing Hermione super skinny and with huge lips and boobs? 🙄 hermione is canonically not pretty and im sure I dont dpeak for just myself when i say that depictions of hermione like this are really triggering for people with body dysmorphia in what is supposed to be a positive space

whoa. Check yourself anon. First of all, artists are allowed to draw fictional characters however they want. They are not responsible for your feelings when you come across their artwork; just scroll on past if it bothers you, or better yet, block the artists who make artwork you don’t like so you see less of it (and block tags and whatever else you need to). God, can you imagine for a moment if someone said this but was talking about different features that are often used to depict Hermione? Do you even realize what you’re asking?

second of all, Hermione is described as pretty canonically around 4th year. Sorry. And who knows if she had big boobs or lips or not; those features were not described in detail in the books. No one is right or wrong here. Not that it matters. Again, artists can draw whatever they want.

If you have body dysmorphia that is so strong that merely seeing a relatively common depiction of Hermione that doesn’t reflect the way you see her triggers you, then I’m very sorry, but you have some work to do on yourself. Artists making the work they want does NOT make this an unsafe space. Hermione Granger fanart being drawn with ANY specific characteristics is NOT unsafe. It’s just different. Shit, its art, and it would be boring if they were all the same!

and you aren’t merely being rude by requesting artists to care to you, personally, an anon on my tumblr. You’re being wildly unreasonable. Make your own fanart the way you see fit if this bothers you so much (assuming you don’t already), and don’t harass others.

[purityonice]

Hey! Could you write romantic hcs for Barb? Female reader if you don’t mind!

🎸 BARB X FEMALE! READER! HEADCANONS! 🎸

If you are a rock troll -> Other than trying to unite the world under one music she definitely did it to impress you. Constantly hovering around you and asking for your ideas while you practicing for the big night when the rock trolls come back victorious from their world tour.

If you are a pop troll -> Took awhile for her to realise her the feelings that you made her feel wasn’t anger or resentment and it was actually her forming a crush on you. Beating herself up about liking the enemy until she finally gives in and accepts her feelings confessing to you.

Introduces you to everyone she meets. “This is my girlfriend dont fuck with her or else.”

She takes you out on fancy dates in symphonyville but doesn’t dress for the part. Usually just cleaning up her makeup and hair and shes ready to go. You have to force her into a dress/suit for those special occasions.

She tried to do that and ended up being lectured by you for ages as you picked out an appropriate outfit almost missing your booking.

She has threatened alot of people about being careful with you whither your watching or not. She just wants to make sure her pipsqueak girlfriend is safe! can you blame her?

she usually calls you babe, bae, love ect! mainly love she barely calls you by your actual name so when she does you know you fucked up. To tease you she calls you her rock zombie.

She’s your biggest fan. Loves watching you preform throwing her hands in the air whenever your part comes on.

Barb is really overprotective and since she is a queen she can make anything borthering you go away with a snap of her fingers.

She’s a sleep cuddler and she’s embarrassed about it. At night you will goto bed on each of your guys side of the bed and wake up with her arms wrapped around you or her arms tangled with yours. Feeling her chest rising and falling as she silently snores away with you in her arms.

[Kind suggestive] Barb definitely gets jealous alot pulling you away from any troll who she deems to be getting alittle too friendly with you. Or when she feels feisty she will strut up to you snake her arm around your waist and pull you into an overly dramatic kiss. Giving the troll a smug look as you melt making sure to make a sicking pop while releasing you before walking off like nothing happened.

Loves when you dress up watching as you give little fashion shows with the new outfit you just got her eyes never leaving you with a dopey smile on her face as you explain every outfit in detail to her.

Sometimes does it to you too though she’s usually wearing the same outfit all the time so it’s usually new accessories she made/bought showing off how ROCK it is to you.

LITERALLY HEAD OVER HEELS IF HER DAD APPROVES OF YOU! He is her idol so her idol loving her girlfriend boosts her ego so much and shes showing you off 24/7.

She’s definitely a flirt [only with you ofc] and loves seeing you flustered she knows she can get you blushing with a few touches and words.

If you aren’t a rock troll, you dressing up as a rock troll makes her go crazy. Seeing you in fishnets, spikey jewelry, messy hair and black eyeshadow/makeup makes her so flustered. Practically ready to pounce on you at any moment.

Shes not scared of alittle PDA but she gets so embarrassed whenever you try act lovey dovey in public like she’s okay with sticking her tongue in your mouth to assert dominance with others.

AND THATS ALL!!!! this was so fun

[myobsessionsspace]

Hi 💜 i dont know if you ever talked about this . Do you think jikook talked about their relationship (of course assuming it is one as jikookers) with some close friends outside of the members? Do you think in their position someone who’s not involved can be trusted? I always ask myself how their families protect them, the effort it takes, things that could slip out of their mouths. Also the staff, people who could be fired and spill the tea. What do you think ? Your thoughts matter to me i hope it doesnt bother you. Thank you!

Hi Lovely!

Do think Jimin & Jungkook talk about their relationship with friends who aren’t the members? 

My opinion and my opinion only. Of course!

The Kind of People They Are

We’ve seen how Jimin is when a song gets played and he remembers something about Jungkook 

Jimin remembering funny things Jungkook does when ‘unholy’ came on or when he was listening to ‘that that’

Or when he’s even with Jungkook right next to him and he talks about Jungkook.

It takes a conscious effort for Jimin to not talk about Jungkook. It’s natural when it’s someone you’re extremely close to, someone you spend a lot of time with. Even people who’ve never meet my other half who’ve spoken to me for a long period of time would find out sooner than later that I have a partner. 

The same could be said for Jungkook too, he hears something that reminds him of Jimin. 'Jimin likes this' "Jimin doesn't like this' 'this is Jimin's size' 'Jimin would be good at this'

The Level of Detail They'd Share

I think the main thing for me is the detail in which Jikook may talk about each other to others. I think in regards to mentioning each other at all to friends, of course, no doubt. Mentioning the things they do and the time they spend together, again yes, there’s nothing stand out about members of years long spending time together and being close.

It’s IF Jikook talk about any romantic happenings with friends that is up for wonder. If they label themselves when talking about the other to friends or if they just let friends assume that they are closer than close. (Assuming like we do that they’re together and queer, assuming)

It’s if they’ve explicitly labeled themselves as queer and have shared this with their friends. I think in the industry they work in and the years they’ve been in it, all they’ve experienced and the training they’ve had, that they have different levels of trust. 

The Kinds of Friends

I think when it comes to it, it would maybe be people with as much to ‘lose’ as them that they would feel most comfortable sharing more intimate details with? Friends who they have been friends with for a significant long time, friends in the industry who they know wouldn’t want the public knowing their intimate lives the same way Jikook guard theirs? But also friends they know that love them for them, know them for them and wouldn’t drop them because they were weirded out or even homophobic. Like minded friends. Friends that would treat either Jimin or Jungkook with the same love and respect they treat their initial friend be it Jimin or Jungkook.

Jimin has no issue cutting people off that don’t love and respect his members, how much more his closest dongsaeng

I do personally believe that friends like Sungwoon & Eunwoo know the depth of jikook’s relationship. Complete speculation on my part. They’re examples of friends in the industry that know how to talk and tell stories about their friendships with Jikook without revealing much private business at all, they’re years long friends, also media trained, also in their industry etc.

We’ve seen Cha Eunwoo have a good friendship with Jimin too (I talk about the 97z later below)

Jimin, during the group’s break in 2019, went travelling with friends to Paris, Hawaii and Russia, as well as saw family in Busan and spent time in Seoul. After his trip to Paris and before his trip to Hawaii Jimin came back to Korea to celebrate Jungkook’s birthday with him and brought a friend. It’s documented that Jimin travelled to Hawaii with Sungwoon and Paris with his editor friend.

3J and friend

Jimin with editor friend during their spontaneous 2019 trip to Paris

@/zzinu79 also accompanied Jimin to his Brand Ambassadorship event in Paris 2023.

This friend is also close with Hobi and JK. He's also in the industry in a way, working with Hobi on his solo album visuals, working at W Korea Magazine. He also seems to be friend with out and proud k-celeb Holland.

At Hobipalooza & JITB listening party. very close friend of Jimin & Hobi (and Jungkook) W Magazine Editor @zinzu79, also friend of k-celeb Holland, model and another of Hobi's friends Irene.

Jikook & @/zzinu79 spotted at JITB party

Others

I think there are also non celeb (but around celebs) friends that Jimin and Jungkook feel comfortable to share the depths of their relationship with too. 

Like Jungkook’s boxing trainer and their tattoo artist 

Twitter Thread

Jimin, in the comments of Jungkook’s boxing live, talking to Jungkook’s boxing coach

Jungkook telling his coach that Jimin said he’d come soon

Jungkook became a trainee when he was around what 13? He graduated middle school as a trainee and graduated high school as a full fledged member of BTS. It’s safe to assume that he wasn’t able to form many if any deep friendships with his school peers due to his trainee and idol lifestyle. That afterwards keeping up with those friendships may have proved impossible. 

97z

I don’t personally think Jungkook has many long lasting friendships from middle or high school and the years before that friendships from Busan, unless linked to family probably also fell by the wayside. So I do think friends like the 97z are the main extent of Jungkook’s friend groups. I could be TOTALLY wrong and Jungkook has done well to keep and nurture years long, non-celeb friendships we’ve never seen or heard of.

I think we can say for certain that Jimin is close with Eunwoo, as I linked above, we've seen Mingyu hang with JK and friend ChajkaW (zzinu79), Mingyu may also along with the 97z that JK is closest to, know more about the depth of Jikook's relationship, or they may just know JK and Jimin to be closer than close but not labelled.

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GOT7’s BamBam captioned "97. I love you my friends," which included himself, GOT7’s Yugyeom, BTS’ Jungkook, and SEVENTEEN’s Mingyu, DK, and The8—all smiles backstage at the 2016 KBS Song Festival.

SEVENTEEN's Mingyu, BTS' Jungkook, GOT7's Yugyeom, and ASTRO's Cha Eunwoo in 2019 | @min9yu_k

Jungkook, SEVENTEEN’s Mingyu, Jaehyun, DK & The8, GOT7’s BamBam & Yugyeom, ASTRO’s Cha Eunwoo and most recently Stray Kids Bang Chan

Non Celeb Friends

Jimin on the other hand places friendships very very high in terms of importance, he holds them close and puts a lot of effort into them, he has not just celeb friends but also non-celeb friends. 

Top - Jimin’s high school friend SunJin (woman with Orange hair Jimin). Botom - high school friend Daehoon.

I think there are also chosen friends that aren’t celebs that Jimin has shared Jungkook with and in doing so can’t help but revel the level of their intimacy

Jimin during his live with RM - talking about hanging out with is friends and Jungkook in London

Jimin & Jungkook hanging out with Jungkook's friends during rest day in their world tour schedules. Park 'I don't share my friends' Jimin.

TL;DR

So to answer your question anon. Yes I think those closest to Jikook, the members, friends and family know.

I hope my answer wasn’t too all over the place 😅

💜

[yae-energy]

pick up the phone pt3: fifty shades freed

synopsis: my take on weather they’re a caller or texter

cast: satoru gojo, ieri shoko, kento nanami, toji fushiguro

cw: cursing, toji slander 😋

a/n: these titles are such a joke 💀,,, anyhow, yeah

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gojo - both (texting leaning)

- this man is busyyyy

- as mich as he loves calling and prefers to call he just never has time to

- spam texter

- sends those “u up?” texts

- but not even on no booty call shit LMAO, he just wants to talk cause late nights are the only times he’s free

- sends lots of those facebook gifs cause he thinks they’re funny

- double texts if you don’t answer

- always facetimes you in his spare time cause he wants to see your face

- apple pay come in clutch !

- mf always sends you money

- tiktoks galore

- “i miss you 🙁”

- will stay on the phone while he’s doing litterally anything just so he doesn’t have to hang up on you

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shoko - caller (facetimer)

- she is too lazy to type LMAO

- sends lots of vm’s

- like almost every other message

- sleeps on the phone with you but it’s never on purpose, she just dozes off fr

- she finds your voice comforting

- usually calls at night cause she figures you aren’t busy then

- plays games with you while you guys call (usually cause you ask to play with her LMAO)

- randomly starts singing if it gets quiet 😭

- always has some sort of music going on in the back

- lots of good lighting when she facetimes too

- is always snacking/drinking on something

- twirls her hair when she talks to you

- lots of random bathroom breaks

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nanami - caller

- is only a caller cause you are

- uses it like a debriefing LOLLL

- like he asks about your day and wants you to go into extremeeeeee detail

- like tell him how many bathroom breaks you had or smth 😭

- he wants to know how you felt at every point of the day

- asks if you ate/drank water. loves knowing you’re taking care of yourself

- lowkey loves to gossip 😭😭😭 mf NOSEY ASB

- like he acts like he don’t care whenever you talk about your work drama but he will constantly follow up and try to see if the story developed

“so whatever happened with that one coworker?”

- and he tries to play it off but you know he just wants to chit chat

- will not sleep on the phone with you

- mans has a strict bedtime schedule,,, BUTTT

- he will give you the same speech every time y’all hang up

- says the “dont let the bed bugs bite” shit cause he thinks it’s funny

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toji - texter

- don’t expect him to answer any call

- or text really

- like we see where megumi gets his bad texting skills from 😭

- mf got that dnd on allll dayyy

- apple pay king cause he thinks it makes up for him leaving you on read

- “hey u up?”

- def means it in a booty call way tho

- prob got you saved as “side ho no.34 ❤️ (the favorite)”

- bro be so unserious when he texts you

- like he’ll hit you up but then complain about you talking to him 🙄

- asks you to send pics of yourself so he can see your face

- will leave you on delivered immediately after tho

- calls you once a month for y’all’s monthly check in

“yeah yeah, luv you too”

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tags: @megurulvr @honeybleed @jujuyii @chinieh @jogeto @mypimpademia @miirene @planetlunaa @neptunes1nterweb | tag form

[septgram]

A Taste of Love + Buttercup Flowers

this post contains nastya's VD and MV. the 'forgive/dont forgive' poll is at the end.

The audio opens with the sound of a door opening. The Warden starts to walk into the room when Nastya greets them. She sounds happy to see them, and is very emotive in tone. The Warden sounds cold.

N: Hi!! Hello!! You’re the warden? W: Anastasia Komarova, it’s time for your interrogation. N: Hehe, you can just call me Nastya! ‘Anastasia’ is, like, sooo long and formal! W: So be it. Now, MILGRAM exists to- N: Aww, c’mon!! Do we really gotta start it right away?? Can’t we just talk?? W: It’ll be better for you if you have an understanding of your situation. N: I mean… I don’t really care, though? W: Can you elaborate, please? N: Like, I don’t care. What happens, happens!! I’ve been so excited to meet you, I don’t wanna waste any time, like… talking about the rules and stuff. I’ll find out about the big stuff anyway, right? W: I suppose. You really have no interest in learning about MILGRAM? No questions at all? N: Mhm… I guess I wanna ask… N: How old are you? What’s your name?? W: … Nothing about MILGRAM, then, I take it. N: Aww…

The Warden sighs. Sounds of a chair scraping can be heard as they sit down.

W: Let the interrogation begin. N: I- W: Before you interrupt me, know that the interrogation is strictly talking. You’re getting what you want. N: Oh, yay!! Hehe!! W: Since you seem to have no interest in MILGRAM, let’s start with something unrelated. How about you introduce yourself to me? N: Aww, well, it’s not like I have no interest. I like it here!! I just don’t care about the details. W: I see. N: … W: … My question, Nastya. N: Ah!! Right!! Sorry, sorry! N: My name is- oh, um, you already know that… How much do you know about me, anyway? W: That’s not for you to know. N: But then how am I supposed to know what to talk about?? I don’t wanna bore you by repeating what you already know! W: It’s fine. N: If you say so… um, so, my name is Nastya. I’m 15 years old, and I’m a 9th grader. Um… I really don’t know what to say. Sorry. W: I’ll just ask you questions, then. W: What’s your family like? Do you have any siblings? N: Nope! It’s just my mom, my dad, and me. My parents are, like, the coolest!! They’re really loving, y’know? They probably miss me sooo much!! W: I see. What about friends? N: Oh, I have so many friends. It’s hard to count them all. I’m, like, the school’s princess, ‘cus I get such awesome grades. W: … W: It’ll be easier for both of us if you tell the truth. N: What?? I am!! Like, um… There’s Lisa, Roma, Zhenya… gosh, I’ve already lost track! What’s even the point in accusing me of this stuff? W: Nastya, even if I believe you now, I’ll find out the truth eventually. You’re only delaying the inevitable. N: But I do have friends!! I just told you their names!! W: I won’t entertain your antics. Let’s move on. N: ... Whatever. Nastya sounds defeated. She’s not speaking as happily as she was just a few moments ago. The Warden’s tone hasn’t wavered at all. W: Let’s talk about your stay at MILGRAM. You said that you like it here. N: Yeah. W: … W: What do you think about the other prisoners? N: They’re okay. W: … Have you had any problems with them? N: Kinda. W: … N: … W: Nastya. N: … W: You have to answer my questions. N: I am. W: Your answers are lacking. You have to give me more to work with. N: You’ll just accuse me of lying again, though!! W: Not if you tell the truth. N: But I am!! W: No, you aren’t. N: How could you know that?? You don’t know me!! N: I was, like, so excited to meet you!! I thought you’d be cool, but you’re just mean!! W: Quiet down. If it soothes you, I won’t voice my suspicions when they arise. N: I’d like more for you to have no suspicions at all. W: It’s my duty. N: … Fine. Whatever, I guess.

Nastya doesn’t sound as frustrated anymore. She still sounds hurt, but not as much.

N: Okay. Um… You asked about my experience with MILGRAM, right? N: I do like it. It’s, like, um- well, it’s really pretty! I like all the… gray, and, um… metal! It’s very nice. I like it. It’s neat. N: The other prisoners are fine. Well… um, I don’t wanna gossip, ‘cus that’s mean. W: Anything you say to me is strictly confidential. N: Confidential..? W: I won’t tell the other prisoners what you think of them. N: Oh! Then, Tereza is, like, the worst! She thinks she’s sooo much better than me, but, like, why? She’s only a year older than me, right? She’s not even that pretty, if you ask me. W: Have you had any fights with her? N: What?? No!! I usually just avoid her. I’m not stupid, I know I couldn’t take her. W: Hm. Have you made any friends? N: Yeah! Um, Sasha’s cool, and Mr Volkov’s okay too. I don’t think he likes me, though. N: Viktor’s friendly, but he’s kinda weird, so… W: How is he weird? N: I dunno!! He just is!! W: Hm… well, we don’t have a lot of time left. I’d have liked to talk to you about more, but alas. W: There is no good way to approach this topic. So… N: Hehe, you’re making ‘this topic’ sound so scary!! I’m sure I’ll be fine. W: Alright. Let’s move to the subject of your murder. N: Murder??

Again, Nastya startles. She tries to maintain her composure, but it’s clear she’s scared. N: C’mon, Warden, don’t joke about that kinda stuff… W: I’m not. N: Then you’re confused!! I’d never kill anyone!! Like, um, just look at me – I’m just a young, weak girl!! How could I ever hurt someone?? N: Like, what are you even talking about..? Hehe,are you trying to throw me off or something..? W: No. W: Every prisoner in MILGRAM is a murderer. That, by no doubt, includes you. N: ..!! N: What?? N: And you’re only telling me now?? W: You said you have no interest in what MILGRAM is. N: I’d obviously wanna know this!!! W: Does it really matter that you’re learning this now, rather than a few minutes ago? N: Obviously!! N: This… no, no, no… I wanna go home… W: I’m afraid that’s not possible. You’re staying here, until MILGRAM judges your sins. N: My sins..?? What are you talking about??

N: You’re really not joking, are you?? W: This is a prison. You knew that. Why else would you be here if not for your murder? N: ‘Cus- N: ‘Cus I didn’t kill anyone!! I just… It wasn’t murder!! W: MILGRAM has declared you a murderer. You must bear the consequences. N: … N: … Okay. N: Yeah, okay. W: Hm? N: Yeah, um, okay. I guess it was murder.

Fear hasn’t completely left her voice, but she sounds calmer now.

N: But, um… that’s okay, right? ‘Cus now I’m here now, so… You’ll take care of me. W: … I suppose. It’s my duty to take care of all the prisoners bestowed upon me, after all. N: Hehe, yeah! N: So... So, since you already care about me... N: I know that you can love me, too.

A bell rings. Mechanical sounds fill the room. It scares Nastya.

N: Huh? What’s that? W: So, it's time. N: Time for what? Is something bad happening? W: It’s the end of the interrogation. N: Oh…

She sounds defeated again.

N: I thought we’d have more time… I really liked talking with you, Warden!! N: Also.. um, I know that… well… W: I don’t have time for this. Be quick.

She sounds just as happy as she was at the start of the interrogation now. Or, at least she’s trying to sound like it.

N: Yes..!! N: Thank you, Warden!! For talking to me!! And for being so patient with me! I know I can be hard to deal with, but you were really nice… so!! Thank you!!! W: Hm. W: Prisoner 001, Nastya, sing your sins!

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the song nastya covers is buttercup flowers. the translyrics here are from dazbee's cover and here.

The colors of the MV are bright and rosy. The editing and style of the mv is similar to those of older vocaloid MVs (donut hole especially)

In my empty, solitary room he sound of silence cuts through me

The song opens with Nastya sitting at a table, alone, with an empty plate in front her. There is a chair across the table from her, but it's empty, too. The colors here are dull. Nastya is the brightest, colored with a rosy hue similar to her profile color.

You’re aware of them all, aren’t you? Everything there is in my heart

Next is a close-up of her, showing her smiling. It's a meek, content smile.

The last shot fades away and the title screen appears with the name of the song. Not much happens here.

I whispered in my small Slightly trembling voice

We go back to a shot similar to the one with Nastya smiling. However, here, she seems to be genuienly happy.  It’s a close up of her, and she’s holding onto someone.

You can see them all, can’t you? Everything there is in my heart

The shot expands. We can see that her arms are linked with two people, a man and a woman, both similar to her in appearance. One of her arms is linked with a woman, older than Nastya. her light brown hair is in a braid. The man, with whom Nastya has her other arm linked, is similar to the woman in age. His hair is the same color as Nastya’s. Both of their faces are blank and they’re both turned away from Nastya.

When did time pass by so fast? I knew very well

The shot fades and changes, though it stays similar – nastya is noticeably younger, probably 6 or so. she’s smiling wider. The people are turning to her now. their faces are still blank except for their smiles. The colors here are brighter.

That the seasons would just repeat themselveseyxydxx So much did I wish for you to stay by my side Another shot. another closeup of nastya That buttercup flowers have bloomed in my heart

The shot darkens to put emphasis on the cartoonish heart that appears over her chest. It's the brightest color we’ve seen yet. Rosy, shining away the darkness.

Aah, how did I manage to get through This ever-changing sadness? I had to keep telling myself that I don’t feel any loneliness

A shot of Nastya, alone, lying in  her bed. She’s clutching a cat plushie. She’s turned away from the viewer, instead looking to the wall. She’s shaking. Like in the first shot, the colors are dark, but Nastya is bright.

So that I can go on, even with all the turmoil in my heart

Her brightness flickers like a faulty lightbulb.

On all the useless things I cherish White wings are sprouting

New shot. The colors are bright and rosy again – as in, everything is rosy. The only differences in the colors are the values (and slight shifts in hue here and there). The camera pans over photos of kid!Nastya hung up on the wall. The two people, her parents, are smiling wide, holding her, playing with her as a toddler, etc. The specifics of the photos are unimportant.

I’ll steel myself and throw them out now

Nastya (normal colors, not pink) takes one of the photos off the wall. Her expression is hard to read. Her mouth is pressed in a thin line.

For I know another tomorrow will come She brings the photo to her chest, hugs it and smiles.

The instrumental shows still shots of young nastya and her parents. it’s unimportant what they’re doing. What matters is that they’re happy and together.

I’ve been looking at the night sky From my empty, solitary room

Back to the bed! Nastya is about 10 in this shot. She’s laying in her bed, and her father is tucking her in. We can’t see his face, but we can see Nastya smiling.

You can see them all, can’t you? Everything there is in my heart

The shot darkens, again, and a cartoonish heart pops up over her chest. The same as the earlier shot.

I knew very wellThat there’s no turning back time

Another shot of the rosy wall with the photos of them, expanded.

But if I can remain unchanged Even during those days I spent in tears

A close up of Nastya’s face, kinda. We can see that she’s clutching the same photo as before. A tear runs down her face. It lands on the photo and sizzles. The color becomes less saturated there.

Then I hope the buttercup flowers were still in all their glory

She puts the photo back on the wall. It's just an ordinary photo of her, very young, being hugged by her parents. It lacks all color now and her parents’ faces lack any features.

Aah, With these tears streaming down my cheeks What should I do?

Nastya hides her face in her hands. She’s hunched over, shaking. None of the photos are in the shot right now. The colors grow duller.

All I can do is to repeat to myself those all too common words

Nastya wipes her tears away. Her face is blotchy and her eyebrows are furrowed.

So that I won’t forget them, even when we’re apart

She starts walking down the hall. We zoom out and see that it’s endlessly long, covered in photos, all shining bright (except for the one nastya put down).

Upon the lonesome street light A sweet magic is being cast

Nastya and kid!Nastya sitting on a bench in the street. There’s many similarities about them: they’re both smiling, both have backpacks, and they’re both dressed the same. A white shirt, a black skirt, and black shoes. Young!Nastya is, as in all the shots, brighter and rosier than our Nastya. Kid!Nastya is swinging her legs.

I’ll give it a try and open up my timid heart For I know another tomorrow will come

A car arrives. Nastya’s mother, as bright as young!Nastya, walks out. Kid!Nastya runs into her arms, smiling wide, and they hug. OUr nastya stays where she is as kid!Nastya and her mother go back to the car and drive away. Her smile doesn’t falter. She doesn’t acknowledge the two in any way.

The instrumental keeps its focus on Nastya sitting on the bench The screen flickers a few times to complete gray. people pass by her but none pay her any attention. At the end of the instrumental, Nastya's color has noticeably faded. Her face screws up in concern/fear at the end.

When did time pass by so fast? I did know it’d be this way, though

A still-shot close up of Nastya. The background is a solid black, but Nastya's pose is still like the one when she was sitting. She looks terrified.

But if wishes did come true Then I’d wish to be forever by your side

Another “heart” shot. At first, it’s completely gray and dull, unlike the other shots. At the last second, it brightens up, almost a flashbang. It's brighter than any color we’ve seen so far. After this, the whole MV is rosy, like the photo-wall. 

I shall no longer be frightened Of that one single piece of happiness

Nastya stands up. With a smile on her face, she hurries off screen. 

Aah, The ringing sound of blessing when did I finally notice I’m fumbling along the glistening road after the rain So that I can keep moving forward

Nastya’s running down the hall littered with photos, smiling wide. Their earlier brightness and color look dull compared to Nastya now. At the end of the hall is a door. She opens it.

Into this brand new world The vague anxiety I felt is dissipating

We see the room nastya rushed into. The only furniture of note is a table in the middle. It has two chairs. One is near the door and is across the room. Nastya’s mother sits on the chair farther from the door.

So let me change out of these grimy clothes

Closeup of Nastya’s hand reaching into her pocket. She hesitates, but only for a moment.

For I know I won’t be all by myself tomorrow

We see from Nastya’s POV for this shot. She’s holding out a cupcake towards her mother, who takes it, smiling.

Back to 3rd person POV. Nastya and her mother are sitting at the table. The cartoonish heart from before is behind them, like, layer-wise. It’s beating to the tune of the song. Nastya’s happily chatting away, animatedly talking about something while her mother eats the cupcake. The instrumental plays out and the song ends.

some extra stuff what milgram song would she cover? look me in the eyes. i need you to imagine nastya singing this is how to be in love with you. please. please. please. what other, non-milgram song would she cover? this is a really hard choice tbh. there's a lot of songs that fit her, but i'm not sure at all which i want her to cover... but, for now, let's go with sugarcoat by dazbee :3

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"Hi, could you make a fic where Dalton lambert where he teaches the reader to draw, and one of these days she draws a drawing of him"

This was requested by @daltonshotgf!

A/n: I finally finished this even though it took forever. I decided to make this multiple parts just so i could include the progress of the readers drawing ability. Im thinking maybe this will be 3-4 parts but im not entirely sure. (I dont own any gifs used in my fics)

Warnings: gn!reader (but reader is Chris' roommate), use of y/n, i think thats it.

Word count: 1.6k

!Not proofread!

I’ll teach you. — Dalton Lambert

Everyday, you would let yourself into Dalton’s dorm while he was at class and wait for him to come back to his dorm.

This wasn’t a new thing. Ever since you and Dalton met, due to you being Chris’ new roommate, you guys instantly connected and its like you had known each other for forever. Since Chris still had the key to Dalton dorm from when they were roomed together, she would let you borrow it if you ever wanted to.

You started coming over before he got back from class so now he just expects you to be there. If you aren’t at his dorm when he gets home from school, he will text you and ask where you are. It has become a routine in which you both follow.

Today, Dalton gets back to his dorm from class at 3:15. So, following routine, you let yourself into his dorm at 2:45, 30 minutes before he gets back.

You try to find ways to entertain yourself. Playing on your phone, listening to music, watching Netflix, but everything bored you out so quickly.

You look around his dorm and noticed the clothes, papers, and artwork scattered everywhere around his room.

You let out an audible sigh as you stand up and start to pickup the clothes and set them in his laundry hamper, pick up the papers and set them on his desk, and organize his artwork, notably because cautious of the not yet dry painting of what looks to be a door.

You start to pick up the various drawings and take a look at each one. You notice his pattern of his drawings being people. Specifically, people that are important to him. As you flip through the drawings, you recognize his mom, brother, and his grandma, all of which you’ve seen in pictures and other drawings that are hanging above his bed.

You notice the immense amount of detail Dalton has put into these drawings. It seems as though he had thoughtfully placed each and every freckle and eyelash.

While you look at the drawings, you cant help but wish that you could’ve been blessed with such talent.

You continue to admire the drawings when you hear the door of the dorm open.

“I’m back.” Dalton states as he sets down his portfolio as he shuts the door.

“I see that.” You respond, as you set the sketches down on his desks.

Dalton looks around his room, noticing the cleanliness of his room. You see him looking around, looking a bit confused.

“I got bored here alone so i cleaned your room for you, like the good friend i am”

“And somehow you manage to make my room look better than when I clean it. ” He chuckles a little as he sits on his bed, looking at you still picking up random things off the floor.

“That’s not very hard to do, Dalton.” You say with a sarcastic tone.

“Well, if you enjoy cleaning my room for me, be my guest. Less work for me.”

You continue cleaning as you think about how good his drawings are. Part of you wants to ask him to teach you but you think he probably doesn’t have the time for that. You look at him and notice that hes on his phone, probably texting Chris.

“How did you learn to draw so well?” You ask, suddenly.

“I don’t know. I guess i just practiced and overtime it got better. I used to draw a lot when I was little.”

You pick up the last shirt and set it in the hamper. Then, you go to sit on what used to be Chris’ bed.

“I’ve always wanted to learn how to draw, but I think with my lack of talent, im hopeless.”

“You’re not hopeless…maybe.”

You fake gasp as you walk over to him and sit down next to him on his bed.

“I’m so very offended.”

“I don’t know why. You said you were hopeless first.” He looks back at you with a slight smile on his face.

You look at him as you back track on the conversation.

“I did, didn’t I?”

“Yes. You did.”

“Oh. Well what i’m trying to get at is if you will teach me how to draw.”

He looks you and acts like he is thinking about it, when really he would want nothing more than to teach you one of the things he loves doing most.

“Mmm. Sure.”

You’re heart jumps as you think about him teaching you.

“Really?”

“Yeah, ill teach you. You don’t seem too hopeless.”

You roll your eyes at him before he continues.

“You want to start now? I don’t have anything to do for a while.”

“Yes, yes.” You say quickly, sounding almost too eager.

He grabs his sketch book and sits down on the ground. You follow after him.

As he starts explaining drawing and art to you, you start to notice all the light freckles that scatter his nose, one freckle that is placed below his right eye appearing slightly darker.

You notice the way his hair falls in front of his face when he looks down at his sketchbook.

You notice the way his lips move when he talks.

You notice how he smiles when he talks about one of the things he most passionate about.

But what you didn’t notice is that he had asked you something.

“You got all that?” He looks back up at you from his sketch book.

You look down at his paper and see that he has some sort of shape that resembles somebodies jawline.

“Yeah…” You say with an unsure tone of voice.

“You didn’t draw anything.” He looks down at the piece of paper he handed you and sees its still blank.

In fact, you didn’t even realize he had given you a piece of paper.

“Oh, yeah, sorry.” You grab the pencil you had next to you and try to copy what he has on his paper, but no where near matching it.

He looks at the paper you had drawn on and sighs as he looks at the 3 lines you had drawn.

“Okay, lets try something different.” He says as he goes to sit next to you instead of across from you.

He grabs your hand along with the pencil as he guides your hand where to go. You feel your heartbeat speed up at the unexpected contact. The only thing you could think of was how his hand would feel casually holding yours. How it would feel resting on your waist as you kissed him.

All of these thoughts were all hitting you at once. You had never thought of Dalton in a more-than-friendly way. So why were you thinking of him like that now? Was it just your mind confusing a close friendship with romantic feelings? Or was there something there?

Once he had sketched out a similar pattern to what was on his paper, he lets go.

“There you go.” He smiles.

You don’t say anything as you smile back.

He disregards your silence and continues on with his teaching.

“Okay, so, you’re going to sketch out the features. I cant help you with that since that’s probably one of the most difficult parts.”

He offers to basically hold your hand again. But it was only to teach you what you asked him to teach you. Right?

“Ill try it myself.” You say to try and avoid anymore physical contact with Dalton.

“Yeah, I don’t think i can draw.” You say with a laugh as you try to sketch out the first eye.

“Here, let me show you a trick.”

He brings his paper over to yours and tells her the trick that helped him learn how to draw symmetrical and proportional facial features.

“Now you try it on your paper.” He hands you the pencil back and looks at you as you try to draw the features.

—

After 2 hours of drawing back and for and little side conversations, its hits 5:45. Your hand was cramping, and your legs were numb from sitting in the same position for so long.

“My hand hurts, Dalton. I don’t want to draw anymore.” You whine out.

“Fineee, we can finish it tomorrow.” He says as he stands up and sets his sketchbook on his bed.

“Yes, tomorrow. I just need to stand up and walk.” You say as you try to stand without falling over.

You pick up the piece of paper you had been drawing on. You weren’t aware of who you were drawing, but you were just drawing whatever Dalton told you to.

“I’m gonna go back to my dorm. Chris should be there by now.” You grab your bag and the drink you had brought with you there.

“Alright, Ill see you tomorrow though, right?” He says as stands up and walks towards you.

“Of course, you see me everyday.” You laugh as you guys pull each other into a hug.

Even though you guys have hugged a million times before, this one was different. Maybe it was his hand placement, or maybe it was just the thoughts you had before, or just maybe it was the fact it lingered a little longer than previous hugs. But whatever it was instantly made your heart race and your face grow pink.

Dalton pulls away as he smiles as you.

“Well, ill see you tomorrow then.” His hand is still laying on your hip.

“Yeah, of course.” You open the door and walk out into the hallway.

“Bye.” You smile at him as you see him walking back towards the bed with his hand in his hair.

He swiftly turns and looks at you.

“Bye.”