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[thekavseklabs]

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[jadeddangel]

Feel free to ignore this request if you want! But basically Adam and reader being pretty good friends who are casual with each other, have a similar sense of humor and personality, reader is a older sibling figure to many of the other angels, and him just beginning to actually gain feelings for them

Eeee I'm so excited!! Thank you for requesting!!

Adam x reader

"Can't believe I'm falling in love with such a cocky bitch"

You and Adam knew eachother since the beginning of time, and having known eachother that long you started to rub off on eachother. You both had similar humor and jokes the only difference was, was that you knew how to act politely, Adam did not.

You worked as a welcoming angel for new souls and angels of the like, showing them around and getting them set up in a home was just one of your many jobs. You worked closely with percious but you didn't like him, he was kind of a cunt when he wasn't around other people. You were on your lunch break sitting at a high table on a chair swinging your legs happily, you had gotten a milkshake and some fries. Adam snuck up behind you grabbing your sides suddenly, "hah! gotcha bitch!" Adam laughed. You had went to hit him at first but started laughing with him when you realized who it was, "adam!! You bitch come sit! I haven't seen you all week bro" you pointed to the seat across from you.

You couldn't even remember who had started the tradition of sneaking up on each other, but it just stuck, and Adam never failed to sneak up on you. Adam and you talked about your week together making small jokes as you ended up sharing your fries and milkshake with him. "And then she's over here hitting on the drummer, like, you think you want drummer dick? Nah, do you know who I am? I'm fucking Adam, I'm the original dick!" Adam recited the story to you as you started snort laughing. "Well it can't be that good if she wanted drummer dick!" You said between laughing as you hit your thigh loosing your shit over your own joke. "Hey!! My dick is fine thank you very much!" Adam huffed defensively before joining in your laughter. It took you both forever to catch your breath and stop.

Adam grabbed the last fry and ate it "Alright sugartits I've gotta go danger tits is waiting for me, but hey! I'll swing by your place with some Chinese food. Sound good?" Adam looked at you with hopeful eyes. You chuckled "sure thing dickmaster I'll see ya then" you said playfully giving him a sweet smile. Adam went to get you a hug but paused and patted you on the head awkwardly instead before speeding off to go find lute.

You were a bit confused but expected it from Adam, well atleast you were learning to Adam had been acting weird.. you thought that it would be all fixed up after mating week, but he was still just as weird as before.

You ended up getting an early day off since Emily took over welcoming souls for a bit to help. "Calm her energy down." In Sera's words, at least. You picked up your place, finally dishes and other chores you were behind on. You got a movie picked for tonight and some beer and sodas for you and Adam.

Adam finally came by your place after dark with a bag of Chinese food and a bag of clothes for him to change into assuming he was staying over. Adam knocked on the door rhythmically as he waited, you opened the door after a moment or so in some sleep shorts and one of Adam's band t-shirts(I keep forgetting Adam has a band bro).

"Woah, is that Adam without lute on his shoulder like a little parrot?" You teased letting the man in. Adam took his helmet off and rolled his eyes, "I'm not bringing my second in command to your house to hang out." Now that that was weird, Adam never responded that way to that joke, "bro, you good? What happened that got you all pissy? Are you on your man period or sum?" You asked concerned but still trying to make it a joke. Adam sighed "nah just a lot on my mind. There's this chick -" "ooooo does the Adam have a crush?" Who's the lucky bitch huh? " You cut him off plopping on your couch and turning your head so Adam could change(like you weren't just watching him in the reflection of the tv). Adam sighed and got changed into comfy clothes, "yea it's fucking weird though I mean she wouldn't leave my mind during mating week and ugh I get so awkward around her" Adam groaned laying on the couch with his head in you thighs. "Shit Adam do you actually like this chick? Or do you just wanna fuck her? Orrrr was the pussy that good that you want more?" You teased playing with Adam's hair carefully. Adam shook his head "I think I like her I mean I've known her for awhile and she just gets me yknow?" Adam said tilting his head a bit to look at you before changing his mind and grabbing the remote looking through Aisney(angel disney) and putting on the live action of "the jungle dude" (the jungle book).

You took a moment to think, it hurt, the thought of Adam falling in love with someone else after sharing so much. "Just think about your heart before you brain Adam, think about your feelings, maybe you should tell her I mean it can't hurt too bad, and I mean if your friends I'm sure she feels the same... and you guys can just be together, yknow.." You slowly got quieter and quieter, feeling like if you were any louder, you were gonna cry your eyes out.

Adam nodded a bit. "What would you do in my situation?" Adam asked under his breath, yet you still heard him. You took a deep breath "Adam I...." Your words got caught in your throat as you looked down at him looking guilty. Adam tilted his head to look at you confused at the look. "What's with the look sugar tits? You look like I'm about to cry, did I say sum?" Adam asked genuinely concerned for you. It made your heart melt knowing he cared for you so much, it made your heart melt so much in fact that before your brain registered what you were doing you had leaned down and trapped his lips in a kiss. The angle wasn't comfortable, and your spine was bent weird, but God was it worth it, feeling how soft his lips were. Adam froze for a moment before melting into it, licking along your bottom lip, teasing you a bit. After a moment of you both continuing to kiss each other, you both pulled away for air a small string of salive connecting you and breaking after you moved too far away. You were panting a bit but didn't go too far from his face. "That's what I'd do.. " you whispered softly, your lips barely brushing against Adam's. Adam reached up and put a had on your cheek "you wanna know something sugar tits? I think I would do the same.." Adam smiled as he locked your lips together in a passionate kiss pulling away after a few moments.

Adam smiled and sat up next to you , allowing you to straighten your back properly. Adam chuckled " awwe you hunched just to kiss me sugar tits? I'm honored" Adam joked. You rolled your eyes "yea yea whatever dickmaster now do you wanna cuddle up and eat while we watch a movie or do we wanna talk about what well we are first?" You tilted you head a bit. Adam was already reaching for the bag when you brought it up. "What do you mean what we are? I thought that kiss established it, I'm yours and your mine" Adam spoke almost boredly. You could feel the blush creep up on your face " your gonna be one heck of a boyfriend " you laughed.

The rest of the evening was relaxed as you cuddled and ate together. Before falling asleep together on your couch, hoping everything would be perfect with you both together

[puppyluvfics]

Toy Box | Kim Jungsu

Kim Jungsu | Kinktober Day 1 WC: 3k Genre: Smut Summary: Jungsu finds good use for your pre-relationship collection of toys Warnings: overstimulation, graphic descriptions of f!anatomy, the lightest of impact play (a few spanks), pet names including the word "girl" used quite a lot Kinks: Sex Toys, Overstimulation A/N: HEYYYY!!!!!! Welcome to: A VERY PUPPYLUV KINKTOBER!!! This is my first time doing kinktober, eeee how exciting! Sorry I've been gone for so long! I started grad school and then I dropped out of grad school, it's been wild. I'll make an update post and a kinktober master list soon enough. For now... I'M BACK! Let's get kinky!

Before you met Jungsu, it wouldn’t be far fetched to say that you were a collector of certain… toys. If nobody was going to make you feel good, why shouldn’t you do it yourself? Then, of course, he came along. 

You had never used toys with him before, but he knew you had quite the collection. It wasn’t that he was intimidated by them, it’s just that things were always so intense and good with just the two of you that they never needed integration. Still, you weren’t shy about using them whenever he wasn’t home. You were just as human as he was, and god, when you were needy, you were needy. 

What you didn’t expect, though, was for him to come waltzing through the door one early weekday afternoon. Usually at this time, he was out, either working on something or running errands. Which left you with enough alone time to take care of any needs you had. 

Today was no different. You were laying in your shared bed, a few pillows propping you up, with your knees bent and legs spread. Your clothes and underwear had long been tossed somewhere on the floor. You hadn’t expected to be seen, so why should it have mattered? Despite that, though, you were putting on quite a show, even if just for yourself. You had clipped a cute pair of nipple clamps onto yourself, the chain falling onto your stomach in small waves, and your hand was working a simple wand vibrator against your clit. Your head was thrown back on the pillows, eyes shut and mouth open. You were hardly shy about the filthy moans coming from your lips, many of them including Jungsu’s name. Before you had gotten with him, you used to get off to porn, whatever you were feeling at the time. But now? Well… why wouldn’t you fantasize about the previous sexual encounters you’d had?

Your mind raced with memories of when he had bent you over the arm of the couch, the way his hand came down on your ass, the red mark it left after… another time when he’d taken you in the shower, the way his hands glided across your slick body before settling between your legs, all while his lips toyed with a spot on your neck, occasionally drifting to bite your earlobe… frankly, you could come just from thinking about him… and you were right there…

You jumped softly, immediately reaching for something to cover yourself when you heard him clear his throat. When you opened your eyes, there he stood, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk on his lips.

“Having a good time?” He asked. God, he was so cheeky when he wanted to be. You panted softly, coming down from the edge of what was sure to have been an earth-shattering orgasm. 

“Wh-what are you doing home so early?” You answered his question with a question. If he couldn’t tell you were having a good time given the sounds you had been making…

“There wasn’t much to do today… you haven’t answered my question.” He said, pushing off the door frame, walking into the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out and teasingly running his index finger up and down your shin.

“I… um, y-yeah.” You admitted. Why lie? You were about to come… of course you were having a good time. He picked up another vibrator you had pulled out earlier but hadn’t used yet, turning it over in his hands as he looked at it.

“This is cute.” He commented, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. As if you weren’t laying there, naked, your nipples clamped, dripping wet and throbbing. You thanked him softly, watching him stand up and walk over to your bedside table. He was aware that the bottom drawer housed your toys, but he never really sat down and looked through them all. You reached to pull the nipple clamps off of yourself, but as he kneeled on the floor, he spoke, having seen you in his peripheral vision.

“Leave them on.” His tone was hardly threatening, but Lord, it was commanding, and who were you to disobey an order from him? You moved your hands away, letting them rest by your sides. 

He pulled the drawer open, rummaging through your toys. He didn’t take long, standing up a few moments later, with his hands full. You glanced over to see what he held, and for the briefest of seconds, you wished you hadn’t. Your cheeks flushed bright pink when you saw the shiny plug in his hands, as well as your glass dildo. The former had a pink heart shaped jewel at the bottom, which went well with the pink glass toy, with a heart at the end of it. You were nothing if not someone who enjoyed cute things, even when they went inside of you.

With his free hand, he tugged softly on the chain of your nipple clamps, eliciting a small whine from you as well as an arch of your back. He smirked once more at your sound and movement.

“Eager, aren’t you, pretty girl?” He asked, knowing that pet names like that drove you wild. You squeezed your thighs together as you nodded up at him.

“Hm? What was that? Use your words, doll.” He said, tugging on the chain again. “You weren’t shy about moaning my name earlier, now you’re too shy to say that you’re eager for me?” 

“I-” You started, quickly cut off by another tug on the chain. He let the chain drop from his fingers before he tapped the outside of your thigh with his palm.

“Hands and knees for me, pretty girl.” He said. Obviously, you obliged. His hands found their way to your lower back, rubbing small circles down over your ass and down the back of your thighs before going back up again. “Such a good girl for me.” He commented, landing a small but sharp smack on your ass. He bent down just enough to be eye level with your ass, softly pulling your cheeks apart, running his tongue on you, slowly, starting from your clit until you felt the tip of his tongue circle your ass. The two of you had dabbled in anal play before, he wasn’t against teasing you with his tongue there, but it wasn’t a common thing; that’s why you arched your back deeper than you ever had before when you felt his hot, wet tongue against your rim. He knew that saliva wouldn’t serve well enough for what he was about to do, so after a few more licks and playful smacks across your ass, he pulled away. You could hear him lubing up the butt plug, and you let out a few slow, deep breaths, trying to relax. You weren’t scared, you had gotten quite a lot of uses out of that plug, but the initial thoughts always made you tense up. 

“Are you ready, pretty girl?” He asked, rubbing a soothing hand on your lower back, the other hand holding the cold, lubricated plug against your hole. You took another few deep breaths then nodded, relaxing under his touch. You knew you could tell him to stop or slow down, and he knew you knew. You loved that about your dynamic. At your signal, he began to push it in, his other hand never ceasing its soothing movements. You let out soft moans, mostly of pleasure as he worked the plug into you, until finally, he signaled that it was in with a light pat on your ass, as if you couldn’t feel the fullness. 

“Such a good girl for me, you took it so well.” He said, tracing the heart shaped jewel with his fingertip. “Now, show me how well that pussy can take being full at the same time, hm?” He continued, lightly tapping the cold glass toy on your pussy, taking careful consideration to tap your clit, driving you wild. You nodded through your moans and gasps, arching your back more and more until your chest was nearly pressed into the mattress under you. Your pussy was still dripping wet from your earlier playtime, and between the teasing taps and the insertion of the butt plug, you just got more and more wet. He easily slid the whole dildo inside you, going at a medium slow speed - faster than he had plugged your ass, but slower than he’d ever fucked into you himself. His free hand grabbed the wand you had been playing with earlier, tapping it against your arm, as if to tell you, ‘you know what to do.’ And god, you did. You turned the vibrator back on, adjusting the speed to where you liked it before pressing it to your clit, whines and whimpers falling from your lips from that alone. Then, he started to pump the dildo in and out of you, eyeing you the entire time.

“That’s my girl, look how pretty you are like this. Both of those holes full, writhing with pleasure. You love being good for me, don’t you?” He asked punctuating each word with a thrust of the toy inside you. You moaned your responses out, though, if you were being honest, you were so lost in pleasure that you weren’t sure if the yeses falling from your lips were answers to his questions or simply cries of ecstasy. 

It didn’t take long for you to get close, he knew how to get you there in the best ways. “J-Jungsu… fuck, Jungsu, I’m gonna come.” You whined out, letting the vibrator fall from your shaking hand onto the bed under you. He wasted no time in picking it up, putting it back on your clit, even going so far as to turn the speed up one. You cried out once more, on the very, very edge.

“Please…. Please can I come?” You begged him. It was never established that you had to ask permission to come, not now, or ever, but the request came naturally. You were under his mercy in this very moment, it felt right to give him control of your orgasms as well. 

“Go on, pretty girl. Come for me. Be a good girl and show me how nicely you come for me.” He coaxed, rubbing the vibrator in small circles on your clit. The pleasure was overwhelming. You gripped the bedsheets under you as you shook and came, loud whiny moans muffled under you in those same sheets. Normally, he’d slow down and pull away, letting you come down from your high. But not this time. He continued to pump the toy in and out of your dripping pussy, rubbing the vibrator on your sensitive clit. 

“Fuck, Jungsu, I’m so sensitive, I don’t know if I can-” You whined. You could keep going, you just didn’t know it. Overstimulation was uncharted territory for you two, but again, you knew if it was actually too much, one utterance of the word “no” or “stop” would bring a complete end to the whole thing, no questions asked. 

“Shh, you can take it, baby. Just a little more.” He said, speeding up his movements again. Normally, he would leave you fucked out from just one round of sex, but this? This was different. It was nearing that same blissful sensation, but different. Your moans were quickly replaced with loud, constant whining, and before long, your entire body shook. It took you by surprise, your next orgasm, but fuck… if that’s what coming from overstimulation felt like, you’d definitely incorporate it more often. It ripped through you like hot venom, the smallest dribbles of squirt or sweat or wetness dripping down your inner thighs, whines and screams and begs filling the air. 

This time, he did slow down, very gradually. He shushed you and calmed you, turning the vibrator off and tossing it to the side, bringing his hand back up to your back, rubbing up and down. Eventually, he pulled the dildo out of you, licking it clean before setting it on the bed next to you. If you hadn’t been fully drained, that action alone would have sent you coming all over again. 

“Atta girl… that’s my good girl. You took it so well, baby. So, so well. You’re so pretty when you come for me, you know that?” He asked. His earlier, commanding tone was gone, now replaced with soothing soft coos. 

“Th-thank you…” You said softly, still shaking as you came down from your high.

He chuckled softly as he began to ease the plug out of you as well. “No, thank you for letting me do this with you.”

The plug slid out much easier than it had gone in, the laxness of your body surely helping. He leaned down, pressing a small kiss to your ass cheek before speaking again. “I’m gonna go get some towels and a change of clothes, okay? Lay down, doll, you’re okay. I’ve got you. I love you.” He cooed, pushing you down gently so you were laying on your stomach on the bed. You nodded, still on cloud nine, shutting your eyes. He chuckled softly again. “Hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet, pretty girl. It’ll be much more comfy in my arms. Just a little longer, mmkay?” He coaxed, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your head before petting you, turning on his heels to clean up as quickly as possible. The only thing he needed right now was the feeling of you in his arms, fucked out and relaxed, all thanks to him, of course. And who knows, maybe you’d leave the door open more often.

[leebitkitty]

hi hi!!!! 👋👋👋👋👋

congrats on your 300 followers cutie heheheeeeee 🥳🥳🥳 I'm going to place my req nowaaksnjsns🏃‍♀️

so, soft!dom!lee know x brat!fem!reader😼 here's my idea: minho comes home from practice and finds her doing something that's forbidden. he also desperately needs a shower, so why doesn't he give his little brat a discipline in the bathroom???

alr, here are the prompts!!

23. "bold now, are we?

52. "let's save water by showering together, baby"

49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"

39. "let's start off with touching here.."

I'm so excited to see what you brilliantly come up with and dw, don't rush or stress, I have lots of patience!!! 😽😽 tyyy

"i know what you were doing~"

pairing: soft!dom!minho x brat!fem!reader

note: eeee hihi!!!!!!!😄😄😄 tysm for requesting and this sounds like a fabulous idea HEHEJEHEHEJHD feel free to send more my friend!!!! i was desperately waiting for your ask

prompts:

🐱 23. "bold now, are we?"

🐱 52. "let's save water by showering together, baby."

🐱 49. "what did i say about breaking the rules?"

🐱 39. "let's start off with touching here.."

warnings: shower sex, oral f and m receiving, fingering, a tiny bit of tit play, orgasm denial, masturbation, use of word brat, cursing, pet name (baby), i think thats it

minors do not interact

minho was still in the dance practice room with his members, sweating his ass off like always. but he wanted to come home to you so bad, so he started packing up his bag and left.

meanwhile, you were in your room, incredibly needy and too hazy to even tell the time. the clock on the wall in your room clearly stated that minho was coming home soon, as he said he would be home a couple hours early because he always ends up missing you too much to actually complete his dance practice time.

you laid down in your bed, your fingers dragging across your skin, soon enough landing on your pussy, in which you still had your panties on. you immediately felt relief, letting a loud, drawn-out groan from your throat. you let yourself get lost in the feeling, rubbing your fingers fast on your clit and softly pinching your soft tits.

"minho.." you meekly whispered, thinking about how you wished he was here right now, touching you and whispering things in your ear only you two would tell eachother.

as if on cue, minho silently entered the house, not wanting to potentially wake you up from the nap you said you would be taking. he started walking upstairs to your shared bedroom.

he looked through the slit of the door, smirk immediately raising. just as you were getting close, minho entered in with a creak of the floor.

you immediately threw your blanket on top of you and sat up, trying to act nonchalant.

"o-oh! hi minho! how was p-practice?" you said, smiling and scratching your neck.

"don't try to change the subject, baby. i know what you were doing~" minho says, walking up to your bed.

"minho! it isn't what you think it is!" you say, leaning back towards the headrest.

you use this moment to really look at your boyfriend. his sweaty, dark red hair that's currently clung to his forehead, the soaked towel around his neck, and the soaked white t-shirt he was wearing. you could clearly see his perfectly defined abs and his beautiful pecs.

minho harshly drove you back to reality, hands snapping to the blanket and tearing it off of you.

"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he said, caressing your face.

you leaned into his caresses, closing your eyes and moving your head around his hand like a cat.

when minho could see he wasnt getting an answer from you, he lightly pinched your neck and repeated his question, drawing a tiny whimper from your mouth.

"what did i say about breaking the rules?" he repeated, lifting up your chin with one finger to look at him.

"t-to not break them or-.. or i'll be punished..." you shuddered.

"see? you do remember! now let's save water by showering together baby, i need to discipline my little brat."

you and minho got up from the bed, heading to the shower. after undressing, you both went in, the warm water making you much more hazy than you already were.

it was then you realized how hard minho really was, tip blazing red, standing proudly. you reached out to touch it, gently groping the tip.

minho couldnt help but force his eyes shut at your actions, but wasnt out of his mind just yet to submit to you.

"bold now, aren't we?" he said, swatting your wrist, stopping you from touching him further.

"brats don't get to touch dick." he said, pointing at you. "be patient."

"now, let's start off by touching here.." he says, dragging his fingers across your tits.

you threw your head back as he painfully treaded his fingers across your skin, touching everywhere but the one place you needed him most.

minho brings you closer to him, so that your back was on his chest. he skimmed his fingers to your folds, touching them and opening them continuously.

"please, minho, more.." you squeal, feeling his fingers so close to your aching and pulsing clit.

"shh.. its alright baby, let's be patient, hmm?" he hushes you, softly rubbing his fingers on your clit.

"you like that, my sweet baby?" he says calmly, kissing your open neck.

you felt pathetic. all you could do was whimper and moan mindlessly, but in all honesty, you really didn't care.

"o-oh fuck!" you yelped, "minho, minho i'm so close p-please let me-" your words were cut off by minho tearing his hand away from your clit.

"w-why'd you do that?!" you whined, legs still shaking.

"aww.. too bad. brats don't get to cum do they? you've been a bad girl today, breaking the rules, hm?" he says.

"i'll give you a deal. make me cum first, and i'll give you the best orgasm of your life. okay?" he says, giving you the sweetest smile.

your heart lept at the thought of feeling him in your hand and in your mouth.

you simply nodded as you turned around and crept down so you were face-to-face with his fully erect cock, red and angry.

you took him in your hand first and simply gave him tiny licks on the tip, his most sensitive spot to get him to cum quick.

minho whimpered at your actions, but suprised you by nearly slamming your head on his dick so that his entire length was in your mouth. he smiled as he threw his head back on the wall, letting out a string of curses.

"that didn't hurt, did it baby?" minho asks, letting the grip of his hand on your head go, allowing you to go at your own pace.

you slid your mouth off his dick, coughing with glossy eyes and wet lips smeared with precum as you let out a tiny little "no", voice hoarse.

"what a pretty sight. my little brat looks so pretty gagging on my dick." he said, pushing his length in your mouth gently, inch by inch.

you started pumping him with your mouth properly, hands stroking what you couldn't take and bobbing your head and looking up at him through your lashes.

his moans were on time with your mouth, eyes forced shut voice getting higher and sweeter, signaling he was close.

"fuck, i'm about to cum, take my load in your mouth like a good girl." he said, gripping your hair and thrusting in your mouth.

you moaned onto his length, the vibrations sending him into ecstasy.

he nearly rolled his eyes back at the feeling, ears a heavy blushing pink, so sensitive to the touch.

"fuck, ah, ah, ah!" he moaned, cumming in your mouth.

"such a good girl, you made me cum!" he says, pecking your lips with every word.

he pushed your body gently so your back was on the wall, him crouching down to in between your legs.

"now, time for your reward, hmm?" he smiles, mouth already on your puffy and sensitive clit.

you already felt like cumming as soon as he even licked you, but you tried to hold it in.

minho could tell you were already so close, so he inserted both his digits in you, smirking up at you.

"oh my god, minho, p-please let me cum! i'm so close please, please, please-" you rambled, hand on the wall as your legs continued shaking.

you gripped his hair as you came, eyes welling up and face red. he took his mouth off you and kissed you, moaning at the taste of your own pussy.

"such a good girl, cumming all over my mouth like that." minho says, already turning off the shower and turning on the bath.

"lets relax for a while. i'll bath you like the good girl you are."

© leebitkitty, 2023

[0oolookitsme]

Keep On Waiting

Type - One-Shoty Blurb!

Verse - Footballer!Harry x Art Director!Y/n (Bffs era <3)

Word Count - 1.2k

Warnings - Some cuss words, that's all!

A/N - There's so much pining in this one (eeee!!!) I'm so excited for y'all to read it! Also, Merry Christmas in advance to all of you who celebrate!!

MASTERLIST | Please rb to share!

The sound of hot milk pouring into the ceramic cups was music to Harry's ears. He stirred some hot chocolate in the pair of cups, the saucepan long forgotten to be put in the sink. Hooking his fingers through the cup handles, he turned around and started walking to the living room with a hop in his steps -- the Christmas ambience that Y/n had put on adding to his mood.

"Here you go," he said while handing one of the cups to his best friend, who's glasses were pushed high up the bridge of her nose as she wrapped the gifts scattered on his dining table. "Of course, darling! You're welcome," he sarcastically exclaimed after a while at the lack of appreciation from her.

Their families were out and about to attend a friend's wedding anniversary party, and Y/n had come over at Harry's when she got his call begging her to come over and help him wrap the presents. If she had known that by 'help' he'd meant that she would literally be wrapping all of his presents, she wouldn't have gotten all of her stationary and brought her own gifts to wrap at his place, in the first place.

Y/n looked up at him with a glare in her eyes. "I'm sat here, wrapping not just mine but your presents also, since hours! Did you say, 'thank you' to me, once?" She shouted at him, slapping his arm repeatedly.

"It's not my fault you're so slow," Harry grumbled under his breath, a smile slipping from the grasp of his dimpled cheeks when she gasped loudly.

Pushing the chair behind her, Y/n stood up as if about to kill him. "How dare you -- You little piece of absolute shit!" She shouted again, betrayed. "Wrap your own fucking presents, a-and drink my hot-chocolate too! I'm leaving!" She slammed the scissors down on the wooden table before she could stab Harry with them and turned, not actually wanting to leave because the first sip of that hot chocolate had her forgetting of all her troubles.

"Y/n, y/n!" He scrambled to get up, dropping the roll of gift-wrapping papers in the process. "I'm sorry and I'm- I- Oh Jesus! I thank you!" He stuttered, standing tall in front of her so she wouldn't escape him. His hold on her elbow was still tight and with the way she was looking at him with her big eyes, Harry wished they were standing under a mistletoe right then and there.

A spurt of laughter fell from her mouth, catching Harry off-guard. "Of course, darling! You're welcome!" She laughed, ridding her arm of his hold and molding her body against his in a hug, unable to stop her laughter when she felt how rigid his body was.

"I fuckin' hate you," Harry chuckled, hugging her back and swaying them side to side.

His eyes landed on the Christmas tree in the corner, seeming to be glittering with the way he and Y/n had decorated the tree with flickering lights. He took in a deep breath, resting his head in the crook of her neck. How perfect this moment was, with Y/n in his arms wearing a sweater matching to his, and the holiday coziness.

"Harry?" He heard her call to him softly and his cheeks flushed in his dream. "Harry!" She shouted, and he jerked back only to find her chuckling. "Where did you get lost?" She asked, not really looking for an answer as she silently walked back to the dining table, sitting on the chair that had now lost its warmth, and began humming along with whatever tune that was playing on the TV.

Her heart was beating loudly in her chest, and she feared that he was going to hear it. Her breathing was a bit heavy, as if she'd walked up a few stairs. "By what time are they going to be back, again?" She asked Harry, who had yet to sit back at his spot, to calm her nerves and get things back to normal again.

"Should be here in an hour or so," he mumbled, and Y/n could tell he was feeling just as conflicted as she was. "I'll be back in a minute," he told her before she heard him climb up the stairs to his room.

She dropped the scissors and slumped on the table, feeling too many things at once. She had no idea how much longer she could act like her heart didn't beat differently whenever he was around, like current didn't move through her body in waves whenever he so much so looked at her in a way, she'd seen him look at sunrises.

Breathing in and out a few times, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind before switching to play some cheery Christmas carols instead. Just in time, she heard Harry coming back down and went back to wrapping the present she had gotten for Anne.

"Here," Harry passed her a CD. "We'll watch this after dinner, on the sofa."

It was a CD of the musical, 'The Nightmare Before Christmas', and Y/n smiled looking down at it. It was a tradition they shared, to watch the movie every year during the Christmas break when they were back home. She looked up to nod at him, before grabbing a hold of her hot chocolate which had gone cold by now.

"Do I microwave it," Harry asked her when he saw her face retreat in distaste from the mug. Laughing, he picked both of the mugs and went to the kitchen. "Do you want a refill of marshmallows?" He shouted from there, already chucking some in his mug.

"Of course, yes I do, Harry!" She laughed, shaking her head. She started singing along to Mariah Carey's 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' and heard Harry soon catch up with her. He walked out of the kitchen with their mugs in his hands, singing with exaugurated expressions on his face.

She giggled in the midst of her singing but Harry never stopped.

"Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas,

I won't even wish for snow.

I'm just gonna keep on waiting,

Underneath the mistletoe."

Harry sang, and the both of them avoided the awkwardness to swim its way back between them as they sang at the top of their lungs, with their heads thrown back.

"All I want for Christmas is you, baby. All I want, all I really want is you!" The both of them shouted, singing the last line; their faces flushed and tears of utter joy moistening their eyes.

With their hot chocolates gone cold all over again, they knew that they'll be putting up mistletoes in their houses at whichever spot they found -- that they'll be waiting for any and every opportunity they'd get to make the other one their own to take care of, romantically.

Harry sat down to actually try and wrap some presents with his future-wifey (as he likes to think) because if Anne were to find out that Y/n wrapped them all on her own, he would probably not get his presents from her. Y/n, on the other hand, kept on humming the same tune over and over again, but the lyric that was playing inside her mind was the one saying that she would keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe.

[heatherhpogson]

David Tennant is nominated for a BAFTA! I'm so happy to hear that! ☺️ Congrats to my favorite Demon!

I'm still working on Aziraphale, and I'm at a point where I feel I'm excited to share the results. It's not finished yet, but we're on the home stretch peeps! Eeee!

Art Journey Today...

Morning writing sprints with Mister Sheen staring at me… The pressure is on to finish him, but first, writing for my passion project comes first. Priorities!

After some color blocking on the costume, and lots of blending... so much blending by trial and error, I started to feel more confident. It was time for story time on Twitter... ahem. -cough!- -cough!-

"I need a break and a walk. My butt is falling asleep! 😆 That reminds me, my kiddo said to me this morning, as I was lying next to her in bed, "Boobs look like a bums." The things kids say. I can't get it out of my head now! 🤣 Anyway, little by little, I get closer to finish." <--- I ran out of characters...

Also, I never said that I was a sane artist!

I was really proud of the details coming to life. The buttons in particular were starting to take shape. I could feel an evil laugh start to brew inside me at this point.

I did some adjustments to the face. It looks more and more like Mr. Sheen! I'm really proud of the work I did today. Even if I don't finish, I'm at a point in my art journey where I enjoy the work. Like Dr. Frankenstein, I do a lot of evil laughing as my portraits come to life.

Anywho, I've been absolutely loving this journey, this week. I might only get Aziraphale done, but for the sake of my mental health, I've been taking it slower. When you work alone, it's very easy to get inside your own head. This week, I've been taking advantage of Twitch Productivity Streamers. Working in sprints definitely helps, and chatting with people who are in the same creative mindset as you is very encouraging.

I'm still going to do all of Crowley's and Aziraphale's looks, but it just means, I'm going to have to extend my deadline. Every month I do a different episode, but episode 3 turned out to be so much more work than I anticipated. Not only that, I have started to spend more time on my portraits. It's all a part of learning. I guess, I'm evolving, and that, in my opinion, is good.

Never be afraid of evolving. Life is a journey to learn about oneself.

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Can you write something for Lyle he is so cute and the way you write is just a turn on I can't!!! I need more content with him. You can write like the reader is also a recom and she steals Lyle's clothes and his sunglasses parodying him and pretending that she is the right hand of the colonel and when he sees her in this guise, it excites him and he cannot be contained and in the end it turns out some kind of smut

Thanks in advance if you notice this!

Eeee cute!

Recom!lyle x human fem!reader

Not smut but suggestive, may do a part two with smut tho :3

He didn't mean to leave you like this. It was just that his job took priority and it wasn't like you didn't know what you were getting into. The first few weeks he'd be gone most of the day but you were working too, no worries there. Then he'd be sent off to other bases sometimes for weeks!

You'd keep yourself busy with work and your friends. Honestly most days were fine but today was hard and you wanted nothing more than to curl up in your boyfriends arms.

For a moment you'd forgotten. Lost in exhaustion you'd called out for him weakly as you'd flopped onto the shared bed. Then when you heard nothing but your own breathing you'd remembered.

An unexpected hitch in your breathing shocked you and before you groaned into a pillow. It was silly, you knew that, to get so upset about his absence. Still you wished for some level of the comfort you got from him.

You took deep breathes into the fabric and found your heart settling. It was odd how swiftly your mood seemed to change until you noticed which side of the bed you were on. This was his pillow, his smell!

If you weren't alone you'd likely have felt some kind of embarrassment about your next actions. Jumping out of bed and rushing to the wardrobe and flinging it open. The doors bounced loudly against the wall from the force but you didn't cringe at the noise.

Instead your focus was on Lyle's clothes. Uniform, cargo pants, gym gear and to your utter delight, an over sized sleep shirt. You grabbed the clothing and bundled your face against it. You'd scolded him before for rehanging once worn shirts like this but right now you couldn't be happier for it.

In a giddy rush you slipped your own work clothes off and let the soft fabric wrap around you. In your mind you imagined it was him, his warm chest you'd find yourself draped across each morning. The large shirt hung from your frame and you couldn't help but wonder how silly it must look.

Crossing to the mirror you were met with the humorous sight. Of course it was large on him so on you it was just comical. Dangling low on your shoulders and falling to your thighs. Your laugh broke the silence in the room.

You caught the glint of his sunglasses. A spare pair just tossed on the bedside table. Quickly you scooped them up and slipped them on. The look was complete and you laughed again in the empty space.

"Oorah! I'm corporal Wainfleet." You said in as close an approximation of his voice as you could muster. It was a terrible impression but it made you giggle. You held your fingers out in a fake gun before a sharp bark of laughter made you spin.

Lyle stood in the door frame, bag dropped on the floor and a goofy grin spreading across his face. You felt a flush of heat in your cheeks moving to remove his glasses. He was across the room in a second, catching your wrist in his long fingers.

"No no. Those stay on too." He smirked. His fingers loosened around your wrist before tracing down your arm. He tugged the collar of his shirt.

"You miss me that much huh?" He purred. You looked to the floor but his fingers took your chin tilting your gaze back to him. "Missed you too."

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss. You whined throwing your arms around his neck and tugging him in deeper. He chuckled lightly but his kiss was deepening each moment. Every second locked in this embrace becoming more fervent, more demanding. You felt heat pooling in your core. A clawing need to be closer, to have more.

His hand roamed down your form, caressing, squeezing before he broke away. You chased after him but his hands returned to your face, cupping your cheeks.

He stared down at you a moment before lifting his sunglasses up to rest in your hair line. He stared half lidded down in your eyes for a moment longer. You shifted on your feet, squeezing your legs together for the friction you craved. It didn't go unnoticed.

Squeaking you were pulled into the air and slung across a firm shoulder. Lyle's hand came up to massage your ass as he crossed to the bed. He tossed you down onto the plush surface and you huffed frowning up at him as he crawled over you.

"Can I tell you how hot you look right now?" He smirked leaning into press your lips together again.

"Of course you'd think so, self obsessed much..." You joked against his lips. He tipped lower laughing against your neck before nipping his way to your collar. His hand roamed up your leg pulling your knee. You locked your legs around him as he rocked gentle against your hips.

"How about I go fuck myself then" He purred.

[azuretiger]

I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW YOU ARE WRITING ONE OF MY FAVOURITE FICS ATM AND IM VERY EXCITED TO SEE WHERE IT ALL GOES!!!! YOURE ART IS SO AMAZING TOO I love finding out when a Tumblr account and an ao3 account are the same what a joy Ty for writing and drawing AND deciding to share them both <333

eeee thank you, I'm having fun writing it. I spent a lot of time planning it, and I'm glad you like it! I can't wait to see what you think of what I have planned.

I hope to post more art soon too.

I love it here.

[whumpsday]

ok I sketched a scene from the first chapter of catharsis but i don’t wanna come off anon to share it, is it cool if I convert the image to a link and send that? i don’t wanna freak you out by just sending links into your inbox without asking lol

that's totally fine :) eeee i'm so excited!

[omoghouls]

Previous anon back again, I'm so sorry to hear people were behaving like that, that's ridiculous!! Keep doing you 💖💖 I've only just got here but I think you're great and am super excited to read whatever you decide to write 👀 Especially after that teaser 😊😊 Good luck to Frater Imperator haha

It's the downside to fandoms T×T people bash over things they personally don't enjoy then share it to those who also ridicule- but learned to not let that hurt me!! If someone doesn't like something they can just scroll or block ;u;

And eeee youre too sweet aaaa 💖😭 hopefully this weekend I can sit my butt down and write some stuff~♡♡

[imagzination]

I'm almost fully caught up on the Rouges Podcast, and OH MY GAWD. I love it so much. I'm in the corner sobbing it's great. I love it. I'm excited for more. Why haven't I heard about it sooner?! All the voices are great, and the writing is fun and I LOVE all the rouges interactions, and eeee I had to share okay. That's all.

[spookyserenades]

hi dana!! omg first time writing smth on this app bc I'm very bad with words but I just HADDDD to write you that I absolutely ADORED chapter 16, HAD ME JUMPING, KICKING MY FEET, BITING MY FIST!?!?!I truly cannot wait to read what you have in store for future chapters!! you got me SO enamoured with Trouvaille and the way you write is justtt CHEF'S KISS, extremely top tier, scratches my brain so perfectly istg 😭😭😭😭thank you for creating this beautiful fic, ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! <3

AHHH STOP I'M TEARING UP AND BLUSHING 😭😭😭😭 I'm honored to be the first person to hear from you 🥺💕

EEEE I'M SO HAPPY YOU LOVED IT!!!!! I've been in a slump these past few months writing and this is the first update in a while that had me super excited and I'm very proud of how it turned out 💕 I'm coasting on this newfound inspiration and I cannot WAIT to share more with you moving forward 😍 Thank you for being so kind and loving Trouvaille AND my writing it seriously means the world to me, you made my week! And thank you for reading I'm sending you a million hugs 🫂

[quinnysnursery]

nono it’s okay if the chapter isn’t coming out today or idk when imm just happy to get info on little moth 🙈

HELPP no that's so real!!

i love little moth i just started writing and EEEE i'm so excited to share this chapter with you guys

[justajsworkshop]

ohhhmygod do i adore your account!! i wish i had found it years ago, when tumblr loa was a cesspool of complicated rigid rules, or just outright misinformation. after briefly reading some of your posts, i’ve started to realize how many of my problems materialize out of awareness— however thinly veiled.

just now, i started fixating on how my pen would run dry despite being brand new. this continued, even worsening the quality of ink and how it printed. anyways, i asked myself: what am i aware of right now? i redirected my awareness to having a functioning pen, and wallah! it works again, writing better than ever. this even happened with my skin!

each time i washed my hands they’d dry out so, so terribly that i’d have to apply moisturizer after every trip to a sink. miraculously, this faded out of my awareness and now even after harsh soaps and scalding water, my skin remains fine. this all seems to work out for me in the present moment, meaning anything i manifest for “later” seemingly fails (ex. lucid dreaming).

not sure if you’ve spoken of time, but i believe time to be an illusion, that only the now exists and will exist. i seem to blunder things for the “future” despite knowing they are now. i would like to ask if this is only seeming? i take it to be, as i’ve only confronted this type of remonstrance after shifting my perspective on time— also because how everything results from awareness.

would love and greatly appreciate your thoughts!! i do apologize for my rambling, i was just so excited to share how easily changes weave in and out of reality through awareness! here’s to a wonderful weekend<3

hey! omg, first off, i'm so happy to hear this practice helped you experience yourself in more desirable ways! it's really made an impact on me and how conscious i am of my awareness and where i'm placing it (myself), so to see someone actually apply what i've been talking about (eeee) and to experience such change is very exciting for me personally! congratulations. and thank you!

okay, so for your second aspect here on time. there are a few things i'm going to dissect, and i'm hoping that i can get this across as clear as i feel it in my being, so here goes nothing:

firstly, i'd like to reframe your language around how manifesting for "later" fails. my invitation for you and for anyone reading this is to remove the terms "fail/failure" and "does/didn't work" from your language and how you conceptualize yourself and manifesting.

there is no failing or failure. it's not that it didn't work; this implies a force outside of you was more powerful and overcame your intention, and it also opens you to the possibility that "failure/it not working" is something you can experience.

this mentality also invites the "what did i do wrong?" line of questioning. so, i'll answer it now very plainly: you didn't fail. you simply took your awareness off your desired outcome (i'll explain more what this means next). that's it. there's not work or didn't work. there's just awareness. there's just you.

so, it's really nbd because you've already shown how masterful you are at shifting your awareness! this puts you back at the center of your experience as the one source and one cause.

as for time, i have spoken about time quite a bit, but i don't think i have as much recently. i hear you when you say that you see time isn't linear, but the application of simultaneity isn't fully translating into your experiencing of self (based on what you're telling me). so, i'll try to break it down as best as i can.

when you say that you can manifest for the "present moment" by shifting your awareness, you're identifying the present moment as what you're currently perceiving with your physical senses, e.g., writing, washing your hands, reading this post, etc.

however, to your I AM awareness, all moments are the present. the example i always give is close your eyes, picture where you are right now exactly as is without opening your eyes. then picture a beach in front of you. notice how these moments instantly shifted according to your awareness, and neither of them was dependent on the physical. to your I AM awareness, you are lucid dreaming right now. you are also not lucid dreaming right now. there are infinite possibilities where either is true.

to say you're manifesting something for "later" means you're bringing that "later moment" into the now of your awareness whenever you think about it because you're aware of that "later" moment here and now. so, that moment is happening in the present to your awareness in the eternal now even if your linear self is designating it as "the future," and what you're also doing is attaching the narrative that anything you're not currently perceiving with your physical senses (what the linear self defines as the present) doesn't manifest.

do you follow? i hope this makes sense. i'll be glad to expand on anything specific if not, btw.

to your I AM awareness, it's all happening now in the eternal now. it's the linear, physical self who's divvying up things according to what it currently perceives vs. isn't currently perceiving as present vs. past/future, and therefore, they open up the possibility of "failure" for what they're not currently perceiving because the linear self is dependent on physical perception to say "it worked/manifested."

but your I AM awareness is operating outside of horizontal linear time in the vertical now. so, when i say i notice what i am aware of, and if it is something i don't desire, i shift to something i desire, in this case, it would be something like:

i notice myself being aware of the narrative that "future manifestations fail."

i shift my awareness to the truth that i am actually lucid dreaming perfectly right now, i always lucid dream whenever i want, all my manifestations are mine right now because there's no other time to have them: it's all just here and now—the eternal now (not the "now" according to the physical self who perceives this moment only through the physical senses and as a moment that's dependent on the moment prior and the moment after).

anytime you think about lucid dreaming or any other future manifestation, your I AM awareness is experiencing it here and now according to your narrative of being. so, "my future manifestations are failing, like for lucid dreaming" is happening now to your awareness, and this is ultimately what is mirrored back to you since you're only experiencing yourself.

let me know if this helped/cleared things up at all! and if there's anything you'd like me to try to tease out more, i'd be more than happy to. this was a really enjoyable ask to chew on. thank you for that. <3

[blackjackkent]

:O Karlach also wants to talk in camp!

Hopefully this is a cute romance thing, but odds are strong that she's either a) going to tell us more about how she's going to die because the engine is burning up or b) going to rant about Gortash. Place your bets now, and the winner is....

"I've figured it out. Exactly what I want to do with you!"

...I'll be damned, it actually is a cute romance thing. ^_^

All of Hector's available response options here are excellent:

[snickers]

#3 is very, very tempting (especially since I am quite sure the two of them are fucking like rabbits on the regular whenever their campsite allows enough privacy), but Hector is a smidge too dignified still, tragically (and far too deep in the feels side of things). XD

And it's true, really - he would do anything she asked of him, in the end. And he's had a long day and that also seems to tend to make him sentimental.

He smiles slightly at her excitement as he walks over; coming to a halt a little in front of her, he inclines his head in a mock bow, one fist to his chest. "Your wish is my command," he murmurs.

She gives him a slow, almost shy smile and fidgets back and forth on the balls of her feet, her eyes glowing bright in the dimness. "I want to go on a date," she says firmly. Her shoulders are squared as if she's expecting a laugh, a disagreement, a dismissal, and is determined to push on anyway. "A first date. No weapons, no monsters, no mysterious voices. Just you and me and dinner."

She swallows and meets his eyes. He is astonished to see the level of nervousness there; one would think she was asking him to walk off a cliff. "Please say yes," she says earnestly.

Hector blinks at her a few times - he is thrown by this, not because it's something he doesn't want to hear, but because she seems so intense about it that he was fully expecting her to talk about something much less welcome. Then a smile spreads across his face.

Gods, I love you. Yes, of course I want to. Of course I want to spend time with you, be seen with you, experience the world with you... forget all of this for a while. Of course... and you need never fear I would say no...

"What did you have in mind?" he asks, smiling and reaching out to take her hand.

Her eyes brighten and her grin widens eagerly. The words come out faster, spilling over each other as they do when she's particularly excited. "There's a little spot I know in town. Out of the way, but the view of the city is incredible. Say you'll go. My treat!"

For a moment he thinks he can almost see the younger Karlach bleed through - 20 years old and still feeling like she could take on the world, at home in this city, knowing it like the back of her hand. And wanting to share it, this place that is hers, with him.

He tugs her hand to his lips and kisses her palm gently. "I'd love to go out with you," he says softly.

"Yes! Amazing!" Her smile splits her face from ear to ear; he's almost never seen her smile so wide, not since the first night they kissed at Last Light. "Put on your least bloody tunic and meet me back here."

She squirms from foot to foot, her hands flailing in all directions in her elation. "Eeee..." she squeaks. "I'm so excited!"

He finds himself grinning as well, unable to take his eyes off her. He could look at her in these moments of joy forever...

(A/N: I took a brief pause here to put Hector in the Solemnity outfit and have Karlach borrow Shadowheart's Opalescent outfit because OBVIOUSLY we're going to have them get dressed up for dinner. ^_^ EEEE this is so cute.)

"Give me a bit to run ahead. I want to make sure everything's absolutely perfect. See you there!"

(A/N: Look at his FUCKING smile, you guys. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I love them so much. [sob]

Date in next post. ^_^ )

[valeria-garza-enjoyer]

For some reason, AO3 won't let me comment, but I had to say this about your Valeria fanfic, you don't have to respond! You're such an amazing writer, this has been so disturbing, you made it feel like a true horror and romance story where it's so easy to sometimes forget the evil in favor of all the loving. It feels unique in its kind and that's something I deeply appreciate, I'm genuinely terrified of something awful happening in chapter 5, but I'm also just excited to see anything coming, thank you for sharing it!

EEEE TYSM !!! ill always try to respond to stuff bc im gay like that. I love when people say the fic is disturbing and loving or valeria is disturbing and loving because its my intention all the way through. Sure, this far in the timeline, maybe about a year to two years total (my guestimate theres no real set time between stuff. some stuff is immediate (some chapters flow into one another), sometimes theres time skips in chapters or betweeen chapters) its definitely love on both ends, but like the idkhow song, WHAT LOVE?

im not gonna spoil ch 5 but i am cooking right now, the song the chapter is currently set to is HATEFUL by HEALTH feat. SIERRA (from the ultrakill OST - i recently started playing it its SOOOO GOOD I CANT RECOMMEND IT ENOUGH) but it may change who know. I will say i have another one shot (val/reader, wlw) in the works that i have shown my friend and uhm.... its either gonna be one or two chapters depending on how allergic i am to happiness when i get to the end. its not set in the same world as valeria's florecita but it uses the same headcannons i have for her set out in ch2/3 of florecita (can be read standalone tho when its out).