#he always goes 'thats MY toy to play with' like hello????

[teknikolor-walters]

Cicada has the strangest relationship with Cas out of anyone I've seen them interact with and that's. Saying something.

[beddybites]

hi bite :D I just binged your tiny 21 trio tag (I’ve been on a 21 trio craze recently) and I love them so much. If you have any concepts or cute little head cannons for them I’d love to hear them. They’re just perfect😭🫶🏼 I adore your art sm

awhh hello!!! thank you thank you, this is so kind!!!

hmmm... concepts/headcanons... i do have a bunch! I've posted some in the past so i may accidentally repeat myself a bit haha

also, apologies in advance-- a lot of these are going to be centered on obanai, since he's my favorite among the three..... unfortunately i am biased :(

sanemi can't stand the heat, and he warms up really easily. he's also really picky about his textures and he gets really worked up if he's wearing something he deems bad

a lot of the time he's just left in a shirt and a diaper. he just needs a lot of skin showing otherwise he feels constricted

obanai is the opposite--- he needs to be warm at all times. he shivers like a leaf if he's wearing anything that isn't long sleeves and will wail his little heart out if he's cold

giyuu always has his blanket. big or little brained he always has his blanket with him. he hides under it a lot, whether it be to avoid everyone else or just to take a nap

when sanemi cries he is so god damn loud. he shrieks and screams and will kick and throw things; he just doesn't know what to do with himself...

again, obanai is the opposite to sanemi in that he's a silent crier, and he even muffles his little wails with his mittens or by burying himself against someone :(

giyuu and sanemi have an easier time falling asleep compared to obanai. someone has to sit with him to make sure he falls asleep and stays asleep--

otherwise he'll pretend he fell asleep or try to get himself out of his crib

they all have nightmares. all of them.

sometimes they have to sleep separately Or Else

tengen's favorite baby to take care of is, surprisingly, obanai. he likes getting to hold him and coddle him and he always really looks forward to feeding the little guy from his bottle or rocking him to sleep

sanemi was originally his favorite, but then big brained sanemi threw mushed up carrots and rice in his hair, and it took days for tengen to properly clean himself up

giyuu is the only one who is obedient when it comes to food, so long as he gets to feed himself

sanemi is a nightmare. he makes a huge mess every time. he loves playing with his food and trying to feed others (specifically genya) handfuls of said food. he will giggle like a lunatic as he covers himself and his loved ones in food

again since obanai is so small and weak he has to nurse from a bottle which is a nightmare when he's big and small

when he's little brained its a lot easier but he'll still get sick on himself sometimes :( he has a sensitive tummy

baby giyuu LOVES bath time. he would sit there for hours if he could. he has lots of bath toys and goes splash splash

all three of them are obedient with gyomei and kagaya. otherwise at least one of them is being difficult for one reason or another

big brain obanai hates touch but baby brain obanai loves cuddles... it's another way to keep him warm

he also likes to be swaddled

the babies do arts and crafts sometimes and its always a disaster

kaburamaru gets paint and glitter on him and obanai freaks out

sanemi and giyuu try to eat the paint then both start coughing and spitting and losing their minds

mitsuri and tengen teach them how to be more gentle and careful and such and they learn how to finger paint

obanai always paints a snake

mitsuri keeps every single piece and hangs them up around her estate

muichiro helps them make tiny paper planes

obviously they're babies and they can't actually make it but muichiro helps them and lets them think they did it

uhhh thats all i can think of right now, sorry!! i hope this will suffice :,D sorry for taking so long to respond!!

[tinythebunny]

TRAIN FAN TRAIN FAN hi hello i also like trains what sorts of trains do you like. do you focus on the engine or what theyre pulling? do you like steam, electric, diesel? passenger or freight? models or toys or the real ones? train fan... do you like ttte/the rws? maybe starlight express?

regards,

soup

@soopiroth

ooo fun question!! 🚂🚃🚃🚉🚞🚅

ok so i the most fascinating trains to see and learn about to me are steam trains, but i haven't had many opportunities to ride one. I rode a bunch of modern diesel trains last year while i was abroad which made me so happy!! I also loooove subways, especially the nyc subway and the london tube! i don't have any toy trains rn except for the one that goes round our christmas tree, but i love to watch it and listen, and it makes real steam! my little brother always watched thomas the tank engine when we were small and he had all the toy trains, but i used to love playing with them with him and especially making new track designs! i do have a really pretty hogwarts express lego set that even has parts of the train station platform which is so cool to me. maybe one day i will have a whole model train city, then i could do so much like, traffic design for the tracks and making sure all the little peoples can get to work on time!!! as far as what they're pulling, it's a little less glamorous than the engine but i do love the passenger cars, and i think it says a lot that i have a favorite train car at all lol. ive never seen starlight express but it seems like i would really like it, ive just been so busy since i heard about it lol. ummmm i think thats mainly everything. i don't have the encyclopedic knowledge of trains that id like to have one day, for now mostly i just think they're so beautiful and public transportation is so exciting and trains are so mesmerizing to watch them go by or go round on a little track!!!

thank you for the happymail, soup! 🚂🚃

[haitanizzz]

hello since you guys are a new blog i wanted to request. Can i have separate headcanons of mikey, the kawata twins, baji and mitsuya with a male s/o who takes the dominant role in the relationship. Hes also a really badass fighter and has a really scary reputation thats makes people afraid of him but is really chill and more like a himbo.

omg tysm for requesting!! we did our best since this is our first request, we hope you like it♡

characters: mikey, souya, mitsuya, nahoya, baji x male reader (2nd pov)

cw: slight violence, pure fluff tbh, spelling errors

L: mikey, souya, mitsuya

F: nahoya, baji

mikey:

mikey would be the one who wants to be pampered by you all the time. always asking for piggy-back rides/asking you to carry him, basically clinging to you everytime he’s with you. you're basically the new draken once you start dating lmao he isn’t scared of pda at all so expect a lot of that too especially when you’re the one being intimate in public. he’s not the type to get embarrassed easily but when it’s with you..oh boy..just grab his wrist and pull him into a hug and he’s already red as hell (the others will tease him if they see you especially draken and baji). he likes how intimidating you're to other people but also gets jealous when you get way too much attention lol if anyone looks at mikey in a bad way you just glare at them and they're already walking away in fear. loves it when you take him out to eat to your fav place and actually falls asleep on you. everyone in the gang who doesn't know you is actually really scared of you but it changes once you brought food to a meeting. (everyone loved it)

he thinks you're really cool when you fight and actually looks up to you in a way. when he sees you fighting it gives him so much energy that he's next to you in a second throwing punches as well. he loves it when after a fight with another gang you're all over him checking him for any injuries and taking care of him if he got hurt. (he deserves all the love tbh:(<3) he will fake being hurt just to be carried.

souya:

i think he's a very shy person when he's with you especially at the beginning of your relationship. the same as mikey, he's the youngest sibling and he loves to be pampered but doesn't really show it. grab his hand in public and he's gonna be a shy blabbering mess, he doesn't know where to look or what to say he's so embarrassed😭 nahoya will make fun of him if he catches you two and souya's face gets even more red if that's possible and since he's too shy to hold hands he just follows you around like a puppy or just holds your pinkie. your reputation comes in handy since i feel like he's not really a social person and hates being at the center of attention, so people usually stay away from you.

he absolutely adores how strong you're and thinks you're amazing and would love to have you teach him some moves! secretly loves it but pretends to be annoyed when you just show up at his house and take him for a ride not taking no as an answer. hug him from behind when you're in private and he will melt.

mitsuya:

now for the love of god please take this boy to your house at the weekends for a day long cuddling session cuz he needs. a. break. don't get me wrong he loves his sisters more than anything but he really needs someone to look after him too. (and that's why you're here) loves to go shopping with you for fabrics and going out to eat to a nearby restaurant that you choose everytime. not gonna lie he was scared shitless when he first met you but that image of you quickly shattered when you used a corny pick-up line on him when he bumped into you and yeah you've been dating ever since lmao the first time he took you home his sisters were hiding at his legs and the next second you showed them the stuffed toys you bought them they were all over you. luna and mana loves you sm tbh you always bring them candy (without mitsuya knowing ofc) and they just love the headpats you give them. once he was in the kitchen preparing dinner for you guys (you were sleeping over) and found you and his sisters on top of you sleeping on the floor, he took a polaroid of you and has it hanged up in his room.

he loves how you're more than capable of protecting yourself and actually wants you to teach him so he can get stronger. even though he knows you're strong he still worries but when you just flash him your stupid smile it all goes away. (he also blushed but looked away.)

nahoya:

i just know he would show you off to everyone. he's so proud of you and he wants everyone to know how amazing you are:( also i feel like he would use you to treathen people?? "do you have any idea who my boyfriend is? don't make me tell him to-" you would have to cover his mouth in embrassement and apologize to the poor guy who accidentally bumped into smiley and made him fall. i like to imagine that he's clingy as hell, especially when you're around others. you can't get him off of you because he constantly wants to hold your hands, ask for headpats maybe even climb on your back and clinge to you like a koala. (please do give him headpats he will melt on the spot). he just wants to show off his love for you to the others:(

his poor brother was literally shitting his pants when you first joined the gang, meanwhile nahoya was basically all over you, asking things like "where did you learn to fight?","can you teach me some moves??", basically smiley being the social butterfly he is.

he's overall so so proud of you and looks up at you so much. he loves how you're independent and that you can protect yourself and others, it makes him feel at ease!

baji:

to be honest he didn't like you at the start when he met you. he imagined you as a person full of himself because he's stronger than others. he was really avoidant of you, maybe even suspicious that you want something from the gang. but when he saw you play with some kittens at his usual spot where he was feeding the stray cats?? oh boy that man literally fell in love with you, he just didn't want to admit it yet. from that day you two would usually go and hang out around that spot, just talking about meaninlgess things and playing with the kittens. and when you planned a cat cafe date with him as your first one, he never thought he can fall even harder for you.

i like to imagine that when baji does something stupid the gang is calling you immediately, half of them already has your number saved just in case 💀. he hates to admit it but he loves pda, he's just too shy to ask for it and likes to play the though guy. but when you take his hand in your's around the others?? he would be a stuttering and blushing mess.

he thinks you're the coolest person he ever met, even if he had his doubts in the beginning. you're like his role model, he always tells you how you take out the best of him. i feel like he has a hard time showing his emotions, but he loves you and is really proud of you!:)

[itsgaga]

A-Z NSFW(Nikki Sixx)

this is my third time writing this so please excuse how bad it may or may not sound

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

At first Nikki wasn’t good with aftercare, he was used to being really selfish during and after sex so when it came to you he didn’t really know what to do afterwards. After you guys had done it a couple times you had explained to him why aftercare was important which ultimately changed how he treated you after sex. He slowly became more caring and affectionate wanting to cuddle with you, get you whatever you want/need, and he will clean you off.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Nikki fucking loves your legs and your neck, your legs though, like dude is obsessed with them. There's something about them that makes Nikki feel a certain type of way, as for your neck...it’s a jealous possessive thing. He loves to mark you up, especially when he is jealous, so your neck is the easiest place to go to. 

As for himself, he’ll tell you his dick. Mostly because that thing can do wonders. It pleases you, it pleases himself, what is there not to love about it? 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Nikkis cum is everywhere. It’s that simple. He wants it everywhere. The fucking sight of it afterwards is like a piece of art to him, idk why he’s like that, he’s a filthy dude, ok? I mean like yeah cumming in you or somewhere on your is fine but no this man just loves being dirty and getting it everywhere. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He doesn’t really have much, he’s a open book, he’ll tell you everything he likes and wants to do but maybe that he loves to fuck in public because he wants to get caught. You guys haven’t got caught yet but Nikki really wants you to, like if you ever notice Nikki will extra loud in public it’s for that reason.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Hello? He’s Nikki fucking Sixx. What do you think?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. He loves to watch your face and your reactions while he’s fucking you. It could also tie in with that jealous side of him knowing that no other guy would see you like that, knowing that what he is doing is putting you in your most vulnerable state it all just turns him on even more.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Nikki is a fiend. Nikki is not a saint. At least during sex, meaning Nikki is serious as can be. He’s all about devouring you and wants to do it better than how he did last time so he has no time to be goofy. But, there are those rare moments where that all disappears and he becomes softer and more gentle, like he will hold your hand and smile, that could happen for special things like birthdays or just when he wants to be more romantic. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He didn’t groom that shit at all for the first couple times yall fucked, but he started to around the same time aftercare became a thing. As for color it pretty much matches the rest of his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Like I said he has his moments, it’s not like he doesn’t like to be romantic with you he just feels like it would be even more special if that side of him came out at more special times.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I don’t think so. I think Nikki is always horny and he’s kind of learned to just deal with it but if he can’t and you aren’t there to help him out he would call you and get off with phone sex.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Spanking, choking, and roleplay. Theres a lot more like wax play, bondage, etc etc. But I think spanking, choking, and roleplay comes mostly everytime you guys fuck, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh he loves when you call him daddy. He likes when you sound like a needy whiny mess. Oh and Nikki is a dom no doubt, you can take control sometimes but he is a whole other level of dominant. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Tour bus, dressing room, hotel rooms, closets, bedrooms, cars, really anywhere. I think he likes bedrooms because thats where the kinky stuff can happen but he likes a challenge and will try that stuff in public. He has tried to fuck you over every piece of furniture, couch, counter, desk, etc. Like I said earlier he loves to fuck in public so... expect that anywhere you go. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What doesn’t though? Nikki’s jealousy will get you bent over a piece of furniture in .5 seconds. Nikki after a concert is him running off stage and pulling you in the closest room possible. Whisper in his ear or talk in a lower tone then your natural talking voice and you two are in bed. Like it doesn’t take much from you to turn him on. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Threesomes or Voyeurism. Like I said Nikki is jealous/possessive. No sharing. I think the idea of it would turn him on until it actually happens and he would end up getting up really jealous.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

The dude is a fucking god. He loves receiving but giving? You won’t be able to walk. So he likes both receiving and giving. receiving because he loves to see you on your knees for him and the way you look at him while your giving head, while giving he loves to hear the way you sound, the way you taste, and the way your body reacts to him and his tongue.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough. “The faster you go the more orgaisms you can get in a night, the slower you go the less you get in the same amount of time” idk. NIKKI LOVES ROUGHNESS, like seriously he is not a easy simple cum and go guy. He’s a i’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’re gonna cum 10 times by morning type of guy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

If he’s horny and you’re there then you’re having a quickie, he prefers to have time to fuck but honestly you both get horny at the mist random times so it just has to be done. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Hahaha, yes. Anything you wanna try Nikki is down. I’m serious anything, anything at all he will say yes, he’s always looking to try new things with you especially things he hasn’t done with anyone else before.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Night to morning. Morning to night. Idk maybe. I think he will keep going until either you or him say you can’t handle it anymore. But as for rounds I would say 4 to 6 maybe a half an hour to a hour long.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I think he has some, not as much as one may think but I feel like he may have a couple vibrators, bondage, some plugs, dildos, blindfolds, handcuffs. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

BIGGEST FUCKING TEASE. He loves teasing the shit out of you. Will have you so close to having a orgaism and then pull away with a big stupid fucking grin on his face.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He won’t make a sound until he leans down to your ear and will start grunting and moaning, it drives you wild and he knows it which is why he does it everytime you guys fuck. He has and always will do that unless you’re in public then there’s no stopping whats coming out his mouth.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves dirty talk, but mostly from you. It’s the only time you have ever actually seen Nikki visibly weak. He especially loves when you do it and look at him innocently, it really pushes him to a limit that no other woman has before.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Now from the pictures that I totally haven’t seen ;) he isn’t small but he isn’t huge. I think he’s a grower not a shower which is fine, he knows what he is doing and knows how to use it right.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He could take you anywhere, anytime, anyday. He’s ready whenever he’s just waiting for you to be ready too.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him a little longer to fall asleep then it does to you so while you’re asleep and just lays there cuddling you wondering how you went from whatever he was just fucking into a soft innocent looking angel.

[mydekuacademia]

HELLO!!!!! How are you? Congrats for the 150(2) followers!!! You really deserve it 🤗❤️

Ok so...can I have A,B,C,P,U, and Y for Todoroki? Please and thank you!! (Also if that's to much, I'm sorry about that. Just cancel some of them ok?) Have a nice day!!!

Thank you so much!!!

This is also for the other anon that requested Shouto's alphabet. Hope y'all enjoy :)

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

At first, hes not too familiar with the concept of aftercare. He'll do whatever you ask, but he wont really initiate it until hes more familiar with what needs to be done after sex

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner)

On him: his arms. He loves well you fit into them

On you: thiiigghhsss babyyyy. He could spend hours buried between them. Skinny, thick, muscular, he doesnt care. He also loves marking them up

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Not to hop on the quirk train, but the temp of his cum depends on the type of sex hes having and what mood hes in. Slow, sensual sex: slightly warmer. Quickies or rough sex: slightly cooler

He wants to cum on your thighs or stomach. Hes not a big fan of cumming inside because hes terrified of knocking you up (if you can get pregnant)

D: Dirty Secret

He kind of likes choking, but it makes him feel like endeavor so odds are, hes never going to choke you

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Hes not experienced whatsoever. He had comprehensive sex ed tho (endeavor wants grandchildren), so he knows what the fuck hes doing. If he doesnt know something, hes not shy about asking or looking it up

F: Favorite Position

Anything where he can see your face. Missionary, mating press, cowgirl, etc. He also likes holding you up with your legs around his waist (hes strong, so dont worry about getting dropped)

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

The longer youre in the relationship, the goofier he gets. At first, hes dead serious. Absolutely no joking. After some time tho, he might slip in a little joke or tickle you a bit if he feels like its getting too serious. All in all though, hes pretty serious

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

No half and half pubes, sorry. Hes kinda salt and pepper, red and white mixed

Hes not trimmed or anything at first. It doesn't bother him, so why would he? After your first couple times getting intimate, he starts to trim

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

So intimate, holy shit. He just loves you so much and wants to use this opportunity to really show you since he isnt great with his words. Sex with him is full of slow, gentle caresses and soft kisses. Even when he gets rough, he still makes sure you know how much he loves you

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Once every couple weeks, maybe. Less often if you have sex in that time. Its not a huge thing to him honestly

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

This goes without saying, but temperature play for sure. Only gentle heat and cold, never anything that could hurt you

Sensory deprivation - it gives him such a rush that you trust him enough to let him do as he pleases to you without you knowing what's gonna happen next

As i said before, choking. But hes not gonna do that unless he grows a lot

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

If its not a quickie, he almost always wants to use the bed. More comfortable and more space to work with

For quickies, just about damn anywhere yall wont get caught. Closets, bathrooms, empty conference rooms, you name it.

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you do something that makes him remember how much he loves you (standing up for him, making him dinner, just existing sometimes) or when hes really frustrated and needs some release (like fromman encounter with endeavor or a failed mission or something)

N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No permanent marks, no pain play, no age play

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He is the king of giving oral. He knows the perfect combination of tongue and fingers to have you seeing stars. He'll be buried between your thighs, squeezing and caressing them, and absolutely going to town on you. He doesnt even care if he doesnt get off, this is enough for him

He also appreciates a blow job if hes particularly frustrated or upset. He likes being taken care of sometimes

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Generally, hes right in between. If hes feeling particularly soft, he goes slow and sensual. If hes frustrated or during a quickie, hes 100% fast and rough

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Hes absolutely down for quickies. Probably a third of the sex you two have is made up of quickies

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  

Hes pretty open to experimentation as long as it isnt one of his turn-offs. Just be aware that if he isnt feeling it, hes cutting it off right away.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

My god, he has so much stamina it should be illegal. If you let him, he'll go all damn night and maybe another round when you wake up. However, he doesnt usually do that since he knows that much overstimulation can be painful

T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a vibrator to use on you and a couple silk scarves for your wrists/ankles and to be used as a blindfold, but thats about it. Anything else he might use is made up of random stuff he has. Your underwear can be a gag, his belt can be a handcuff, etc

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He will tease you until you start really whining, but not a ton honestly. He uses teasing to get you in the mood oftentimes. A hand just a tad too low on your back in public, or way too many kisses and hickies on your thighs before getting to the good part

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not loud, but certainly not quiet. He has no qualms about letting out low moans and choked groans, but he loves hearing your sweet sounds too much to drown you out

W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)

He secretly loves having visible hickies. He doesnt mind the comments and speculation, and it makes him feel like theres always a part of you with him

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Icyhot is fucking hung. Not big enough to really hurt, but defs bigger than average. And its pretty too. One vein running along the bottom, circumcised, tip flushed pink. Perfect.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not terribly high - hes a pro, he has more to worry about than sex. He can go a good while without sex, but hes absolutely going to make up for lost time

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He oftentimes doesnt fall asleep after sex. He takes his time cleaning you up and giving the best aftercare (after he learns what that entails) then he might turn on a movie and just chill with you. The only time he falls asleep soon after sex is when he goes more than 4 or so rounds

[insufferablelust]

THE ARTIST AND HIS MUSE. (iii)

Hi lovelies! Here it is, the third installment to TAAHM, and this has some kissing and lots of build ups so no smut yet, but we’re getting there! oh and as i mentioned this story will be quite dark— i mean not that dark i will never write about rape etc. But the whole generic theme is based on the reader’s psychological state where she’s basically an HSP where she feels twice as much and she becomes obsessed way too quickly. Some of these things are adaption from my personal background so please if you feel uncomfortable you can read other fanfics thank you and read at your own risk! as always excuse the grammars! Xx, D.

WARNINGS : Dark themed, upcoming Dom!Spencer, Sub!Reader, No smut yet (soon), Detailed Mentions of murder and corpse?, upcoming dark kinks (but not all the time, so expect some vanilla stuff too), SSA!Reader, !more upcoming warnings soon!

masterlist here to check out the first and second chapter!

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{If perfectionism were inches, he’d go on for miles and miles. But if there are none, then he’s one.}

CHAPTER 3

You’re utterly fucked.

His voice played in your head over and over again as you drove back home from the BAU, you can feel that you are physically inside the car but your mind is stuck to where Spencer goes. It’s like he’s taunting you with every passing second, and the thought drove you crazy. You always had a crush on him, but all those months you thought he never liked you, never made an effort to at least get to know you but why now? you wanted to scream out so bad, nails digging into the steering wheel before pulling over the side of the road and grabbed your phone— contemplating whether you listen to your brain saying that he’s toying with you or your heart and your desire to just... text him.

“Do i make you nervous?”

His stupid voice is the one that made your fingers search for his number. You bit your lip harshly as you weigh your options, you could either text him and wait for a possibly long overdue answer or you could just give him a call, It’s not weird giving your coworker a call right? You tried to make sense of yourself before hitting the call button and curses under your breath “fuck it”

“Hello? Y/n? Are you okay?” you took a sharp breath at the sound of his voice, laced with worry. There’s a part inside of you that yearn to tell him that no, you’re not okay because the game you’ve been playing really start to mess with your emotions, except you answered with a tiny “I’m okay, um are you at rossi’s yet?”

He chuckled, “No, i decided not to go, figured that i’m way too tired” your heart clenched, wanting to take care of his tired self,

“well! you should get some rest right now” you hurriedly mumbled, cursing at the sound of your very shaky voice. “Y/n what’s wrong? you know you can tell me anything right?” I have a crush on your stupid ass— thats whats wrong.

“No- no i was about to ask about this uh um the last case—“

“It’s about the question isn’t it?”

“what?” you let out a choked out mewl, taking a deep breath, making a mental note for yourself to just keep breathing.

“The question, Do i make you nervous? isn’t that why you called me?” Your heart raced that if he’s close enough to the phone, you’re convinced he can hear the thump. “Spence— i uh, yeah.” the voice you let out is barely a whisper, you almost hope that he didn’t caught it, but of course he did.

“Is that yes to the question?” You were about to answer his question before he interrupted “You don’t even have to say it Y/n, I know that i make you nervous.”

“How—“

“How would i know? Alright, you never called me before, not unless there’s an emergency or a case, that’s why i got worried when you called. Your breathing—“ he paused for a second, taking a deep breath when he hears the tiny whine that escaped out of your lips, before continuing,

“Your breathing is labored, i can hear you hitches every time i said something that you know is true, i can also hear the way your knee bounce and hitting the dashboard each time- it’s a nervous tic and the only time you do it is when i’m near you. and from the way you stayed silent, trying to keep down any noises is the answer i needed to know that i’m right. The right question isn’t do i make you nervous, but why?”

When he finished talking, you hadn’t even realized that your knees were bouncing, immediately stilled your leg and cleared your throat, pushing every bit of bravery you have left to answer him “My apartment, in an hour. I’ll grab chinese on the way, and we can talk?”

“I’ll be there”

“Okay, ill see you—“

“And princess? drive safe”

Just Fucked.

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Your knees just couldn’t stop shaking with excitement as you set your small dining table with Chinese take outs, you even made sure to have spoon and fork ready for Spencer since he won’t use his chopsticks, smiling at the perfect looking table— you sprinted to your bedroom to check your appearance one last time. Wearing a simple dress and cardigan on top seemed appropriate enough to meet your coworker right? you stare at yourself in the mirror before adjusting the hair that fell down your sides, and taking a deep breath.

Knock, knock

You braced yourself, taking a deep breath before opening the door to see a smiling Spencer still in his work clothes with what looks like bags of candies in his hand— you could’ve sworn you were about to cry because he remembered, he remembered how much you love your candies, reminding you over and over again that the cause of your hyper-ness cant be from candies, “Sugar rush is not a thing (Y/n)” He said once before spewing out more statistics about sugar. But god, don’t you love it.

“Spencer, come in.” You stepped back as you let him in, before closing the door and wait for him to take off his converse and coat. The silence made you nervous, that you don’t even realize that you’re tapping your knuckles on the wooden door until he mentioned it,

“There, you’re nervous.” He dropped the candy bag—practically thrown it on the couch as he cornered you, with his chest pressing against yours and his hand cupping your jaw so delicately that you flutter your eyes shut, engulfing the warmth thats radiating off of him.

“What’s going on inside that pretty head of yours (Y/n)?” He whispered, knuckles brushing over your cheeks ever so slightly, causing the goosebumps to rise at his command, it’s crazy how much control he has over you already like he holds your life in his, but you don’t complained— you want this, you craved it. You have craved the feeling of being obsessed with someone again, it’s been so long since you’ve given up control, and your mind and body just wants a break from all the stress you’ve put yourself through it. And Spencer— Spencer might just be the perfect escape.

“you..” Your voice is thick and scratchy, like something was pressing against your throat, when in reality it was a mixture of lust and desire. “Me? What about me?” His eyes never left yours, as he brush your noses together. He was so close that you can almost taste his skin, you can almost feel the emotions that runs deep within his veins, what is it about Spencer Reid that draws you in so much?

Then he pulled away, with a satisfied grin on his face “I don’t know princess, you tell me” You were about to ask what he meant before the wheels in your head are finally clicking; you were thinking out loud— oh how he loves it when your cheeks are flushed, eyes droop as you endure yet another wave of embarrassment, and something about being this is so raw and exposed- not physically but you can almost sense it, sense how he sees what got you so needy, so powerless against him. It’s almost like he’s seen you naked before; naked below your skin, like he’s seen your insides, every right turns that ignite the fire inside of you, and every right switch that makes you tic and you’d be crazy if you’d say you don’t enjoy every bit of it.

“You know— you know what it is, you just want to taunt me” You gathered enough bravery to speak at last, biting your lower lip right after the words slipped out of your mouth, until his thumb pressed down just below the part that you don’t get to bite and pull. “Y/n, Stop biting your lip, or i’ll bite it for you.” His breathing is shallow, like he’s holding something back, and now is not the time to hold back— you thought. now is the time to just let go.

“Talk is cheap, Dr.Reid” You smiles cheekily— almost borderline bratty, and you know it. But the second those words left your mouth, the look on his face makes you hold out your whine— the look on his face is the look of anger, anger and full of temptation, like when adam bit the forbidden fruit. It was so stern that you almost apologize, wanting nothing more than to please him not disobey him. But before you get the chance, he pressed his lips against yours in a bruising manner.

This is it— the moment you’ve been craving.

The moment his lips touched yours, you surrender all control to him, giving him your all without even asking for anything in return, it’s like you were born to be his— the drunken lust part of your mind doesn’t seem to want to understand the logic behind any of this and how dangerous it is, not when the man you’ve loved for a long time is now sucking on your lower lip and push his tongue in to tangle it with yours. The sounds were filthy, filled with gasps and wet noises, your noses bumps against each other but you couldn’t care less, the oxygen grew thin inside your lungs but none of you seemed to mind, you were savoring each and every passing second of this.

His fingers are warm but the tips are cold suggesting how nervous and excited he was, you tilt your neck backwards as he wrapped them right on your neck, pressing them ever so gently, the pressure is enough to let you gasp out a moan onto the kiss. You both were positively burning from the pleasure, the need, and the lack of oxygen, everything is clouding your senses as much as its clouding his, and before you know it, he has to pull back in order for you both to still go to work tomorrow.

Gasping, you gulped down as much oxygen as possible as your knees buckled, you’re pretty sure you would’ve fell if it weren’t for his tight grip. You both calmed down, before coming back to your senses, everything is blurry and fuzzy inside your mind, yet you smiled— looking up at his disheveled state and smiled, “What does this mean?” is the only question you can get out of your chest.

“I— i may or may not have a crush on you Y/n..” he trailed off, licking his lips as he took a step back, his movements were so calculated and gentle that you’re afraid you had said something wrong that makes his demeanor changed— as if he didn’t know how happy you were to found out that your love for him isn’t one sided.

Gently, you reached for his hand then drag him with you down to sit on the sofa, grabbing the candy bag and picked out a cherry lollipop. Spencer let out a chuckle as he shakes his head— looking at you as you peeled the wrapper.

“What?”

“Nothing..”

“Spencer what?” You pouts as you hold the lollipop between your fingers, waiting for him to answer, “nothing, you just.. that’s your favorite” he smiled “i remembered the first day you joined, you were so nervous that you didn’t even realized you were still sucking on your cherry lollipop, only letting go of them when you saw me and your jaw—“

“Okay, you can stop now!” You paused him, pushing the lollipop through his lips, hiding your face on the crook of your arms, he laughs loudly as you hit his chest twice,

“Hey i’m just saying facts Princess, you were so cute i almost had the mind to bend you over the desk that very moment the lollipop dropped out of you gaping jaw.” He always managed to make every cell in your body feel like they’re being burned but- the good burn. You couldn’t help but to clench your thighs at his ‘facts’. This is the Spencer reid you never knew existed behind all the books and statistics. And you can’t lie and say that you didn’t love both because you love everything about him.

“Then why don’t you?”

“Because that’ll not be appropriate would it baby? In a work place after all, or have you thought about that before hm? me bending you over my table when everyone’s watching as you suck on these little lollipops that you love so much?” He pulled the lollipop out of his lips before smearing the sticky top on your lips, before throwing it to the trash can then pressing his lips on yours to kiss you again, this time gentler.

He took his time on devouring you, savoring every inch of your lips, and the depth of warmth inside your mouth like he was trying to imprint the feeling inside his memory so he could relived it over and over again— well he didn’t have to, you are his.

He pulled back gently as he smiled at you, you searched his eyes to know what he’s worrying about, and you knew exactly what it is. “I- i have had the longest crush on you too.. Spencer” You mumbled, playing with your fingers and reminiscing the taste of his lips on yours as you ran your tongue over them.

“But we can’t...”

“I know you’d say that.”

“How?”

“Lets just say, you were not as good at keeping your secrets as you thought you were, Princess.”

Your heart dropped and for the hundredth time that night, you knew you’re fucked for real this time.

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TBC!

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SORRY FOR THE DOUBLE TAG, TUMBLR DECIDED MY WORK DOESNT DESERVE RECOGNITION AND THE HASTAGS DOESNT WORK SO I HAVE TO DO A REUPLOAD! so sorry!

( @blancastans @spencerwaltergubler @slutforthegubes @n1ghtsh4d3-67 @babybloomer @liaabsurd @midnightsubmissives )

[ivyuns]

violation❆♞♣

hwang hyunjin

genre: angst | bit of fluff

word count: 1.7k

warnings: swearing, mentions of guns, blood, death, pregnancy + not proof read oops lol

A/N: lol hyunjin kinda psycho in this

this was drowning in my drafts since may omg

masterlist

mafia!hyunjin x fembarista!reader

y/f/n = ur fiance’s name

you owned your own cafe in downtown seoul. your customers and employees were always great people and bought positivity around you. it was currently a busy day and everyone was in and out of the main entrance. the employees were trying their best to stay calm and keep a positivity mindset. you however, were distracted by the co-owner, hwang hyunjin.

hyunjin always seemed like that flirty but a suspicious type. everyone told you to stay away from him since you were little but how could you when you two were inseparable. it all started in kindergarten.

you were running around the classroom til your teacher yelled out “stop” and everyone looked at her. you saw a little boy. next to the teacher, waiting to be introduced. “hello kids, we have a new student! please introduce youself.” the teacher says.

“hi im sam hwang from korea. please take care of me” he says softly and hides. the teacher tells him theres nothing to be scared of and let him wonder around the classroom. you went up to him and introduced yourself. “hi sam! my name is y/n kwon. i’m also from korea!”. hyunjins head went up and eyes went big. “y-you’re from korea?!” he stuttered since he was lowkey excited that someone in his class was korean, just like him. you smiled and nodded your head. you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the playground to continue recess.

2 years later in summer, your best friend came over with his parents to tell these news. hyunjin came in your room with a sad smile as you were playing with your stuffed animals. you looked up and smiled at him, “hi hyunjin!” you said cheerfully, obviously in a better mood than him. “y/n, i need to tell you something” he said sadly. he went to go sit across of you and picked up some of the toys around your room.

“i’m moving back to korea.” you stopped your actions after hearing what he said. “moving? why?” you looked up at him. “m-my parents said it’s best for us to go back to korea because we only came here for my dad’s work, but he ended up leaving the job and now we’re going to go back” hyunjin looks up to see tears falling out of your eyes. he went to your side and hugged you, telling you that you’ll be spending quality time before he leaves.

-

after moving back to korea after years hyunjin left you, you opened your own cafe. as your shop was almost completed for the grand opening, hyunjin happened to pass by your shop. he looked through the window and saw a girl that looked so familiar to him.

knocking on the window to get your attention, you go the the door to unlock it and stick your head out of the window. “hyunjin?!” he looks at you with his eyes big. “y/n? what are you doing here?” hyunjin asks. “i recently moved here and now im starting a business” hyunjin nods his head.

“are you looking for any employees?” nodding your head. “yeah but i guess around this area, nobody wants to work at a cafe” you joked. “maybe i can help? i-i mean if you want to” hyunjin laughs. nodding your head, you lead him inside the cafe. hyunjin looks at your artwork and the nicely decorated shop, amazed.

handing a paper that has all the requirements and terms in order to start working here. after hyunjin was done signing it, you looked at the paper and gave him a thumbs up. “looks good! ill give you a call whenever we start” hyunjin nods his head and waves a goodbye to you.as hyunjin exits, he now knows where his target is.

2 hours earlier:

“hwang” chan calls out.

hyunjin looks up from his phone and sees chan carrying files. “remember that girl youd always talk about? kwon y/n? your childhood best friend back in america?” he nods. “apparently her dad is in a gang too and stole our money for whatever reason. so now your mission is to find her, bring her here, and kill her”

hyunjin gulps.‘why? did you do something wrong? what do you have to deal with this? does she know about this?’ all of hyunjins thoughts were about you. “ill do it”he knows he cant do it. but he has to or else he’ll be kicked out of stray kids. after moving back to korea and his parents suddenly passing, he was lonely. until stray kids saved him from being in the dark and invited him to their family. he gladly accepted.

hyunjin goes to his room and does research about you. he finds your instagram and sees that youre opening a cafe around the little area of downtown seoul which was a few hours away from his place. after enough of his little research, he grabs his jacket and heads out to find you.

present time:

the first week of the grand opening was a hassle. the cafe was always packed and made the employees feel stressed. as the cafe was almost settled, you told the workers to take a break as you and hyunjin will do everything else.

finishing an iced americano, you could see from the corner of your eyes and sees hyunjins strange actions. ignoring it, you gave the drink to the correct customer and continued making drinks.

-

closing time finally happened and everyone left out a huge sigh. having a group meeting, you gave everyone their weekly paycheck. “thank you everyone for working hard. i will see you tomorrow morning!” you waved goodbye and smiled. as soon as you saw almost everyone leave, you turned around and started cleaning.

hyunjin goes next to you and helps you clean the counters and machines. “jin, you know you can leave you know?” you told him as hyunjin lets out a chuckle. “nah its alright. plus as the second ceo, i shall help you” hyunjin winks. stopping your actions, you playfully smack hyunjin across his chest. “hey hey, im just joking. but still, after we finish cleaning, ill take you home” “but you said you have an exam tomorrow? shouldnt you be going home and start studying?” you asked. hyunjin nods his head, defeated. “alright you got me. i promise ill take you home another time” nodding your head, he goes and gets his belongings and leaves.

quickly cleaning the shop, you turn off all the lights and lock all of the doors. turning around to see the whole cafe in one point of view, a smile grew on your face. plugging your earphones in to walk home with your music blasting and texting your family group chat.

y/n: on my way home. the cafe was a success this week :)

mum <3: cheers to a successful opening

dad: come home safely, my son in law is waiting for you

smiling from the excitement, you started walking down the street to get to your house. as you entered this street, it was dark with the moonlight shining. feeling someone following you, you turned around and saw nobody. pulling up hyunjins contact on your phone just in case something happened, you continued walking in a fast pace, turning the volume down.

feeling the same aura from before, you quickly pressed the call button but you heard the familiar ringtone.

“sleep tight princess”

you wake up feeling sore and lost of warmth. opening your eyes, youre in a room thats filled with drywalls and a hwang hyunjin to your left, sitting on a chair. “h-hyunjin?” you called out his name. he looks up from your phone after reading every conversation you had that was about him. “the princess has finally awoken from her slumber” hyunjin smirks.

hyunjin gets off of the chair and goes by your side, lifting your chin up. trying to protest only to be stopped as you felt your limbs tied up. “now now princess, no need to get feisty” hyunjin laughs. “what the fuck do you want hyunjin” “hmm? you really dont know?” shaking your head, hyunjin gets up and walks around the room.

“so, youre saying you dont know what your dad has been doing? the fact that he stole money from me just to help you other with the small disgusting shop of yours?” it hurt. both you and hyunjin. hyunjin wanted to give his mission up and hug you, wipe your tears away and apologize. you were more than hurt. more like angry. hyunjin knew you wanted a cafe when you grew up and he supported you more than anything.

“the fuck are you talking about? youre assuming that my dad stole money from you? from what information is getting in that head of yours?” you shouted out. hyunjin grabs his gun and clicks it. you hear the click and your attention is immediately on hyunjin. “h-hyunjin whatever youre wanting to do, put the gun down first” hyunjin closes his eyes as he feels fresh tears escaping and shakes his head.

“hwang hyunjin! do you not know what youre about to do? tell me what you want from us. we’ll give you your money back- anything just dont pull it-” you stopped talking as soon as you see him point the gun at you. “please hyunjin dont. im pregnant-”

he pulled the trigger.

everyone in the house heard the gun go off and goes to the basement. stopping as they heard hyunjins sobs, they see him on his knees, holding your bloody body and cries into your hair.

chan goes to hyunjin and pats him on the back. “you finally did it hwang”

as hyunjin takes his seat during your funeral, he sees your family and y/f/n go up the stage. after each family member said what they had to say about you and your death, as well as your unborn baby, everybody was now crying their eyes out. “my sunshine. thank you for everyone you love feel happy and we are deeply happy that you were able to start your own business. with the past events, i shouldve came by and picked you up from work before i lost both you and our child. without your presence, nothing will bring a smile onto my face. i love you so much kwon y/n, and i hope you fly high with our baby girl”

-

lowering your casket down, everyone leaned on each other, crying after they realized the kwon y/n has suddenly passed for an unknown reason at a young age. hyunjin just leaned on a pole and cried. looking up in the sky, he see something that had a little smile form on his face.

‘you’ll be next, hwang’

hyunjin gets into reality and turns around to see who whispered to him. seeing nobody, hyunjins future is now crumbling.

END <3

tf is the end 🥴

[yeoldontknow]

🖊️writers tag game🖊️

tagged by *deep breath* @ditzymax @red-exo @kyungseokie @j-pping @blackberrykai and...someone else im pretty sure for this sweet little tag game. thank you so much angels!

1. what is your ideal setting for focusing on your writing?

this confused me for a moment...because shouldn’t it be where? im so sorry. ok honestly...my ideal setting is in my bathroom in the tub with no water. this is ideal but i rarely do it. primarily this is because i do my best thinking by water - lakes, oceans, nature - which has resulted in tubs and sinks. i once wrote a midterm paper in my dorm bathroom in the nook under the tall sink. but because its uncomfortable and impractical, and i am not pressured to finish a paper under a time crunch, im kind of...all over the place? sometimes i write in bed with a few candles lit. other times im on the couch in my living room. i have a desk and i did all of chanvember last year at this desk, but since ive been working from home the writing space has become the work space and im still struggling to get the balance right. in all scenarios, i need a good snack (usually hummus + chips/veggies), water, and music playing is an absolute must. if the music is wrong, i simply cant write. thats how its always been.

2. what is your favorite genre to write?

angst, horror, mafia, historical, science fiction. i love love love writing these genres. romance falls thematically into these, but writing strictly a romantic drama is incredibly difficult for me.

3. do you prefer to write on paper, or digitally?

these days im all digital but when i was working in the office i was a mix of both. id scribble ideas on a piece of paper and rip it out to take it home; if i was on the train, id write ideas quickly into my notes app. several paragraphs of hero, replay, currents, and bloodletting exist on paper which i eventually transcribed into docs. but if im sitting down to write a fic, its generally digital.

4. it’s the middle of the night and you suddenly wake up with an idea. what do you do?

i have to flesh out the idea before i transcribe it. it depends on its its a plot idea or a line. if its a line that hits me or feels important, it immediately goes into the planning doc for whatever fic it relates to or suits best. i will then think about this line over and over until it becomes nonsensical an, hopefully though it is highly unlikely, fall back asleep and dream up something inspired by this line.

if its a story idea, i generally dont forget those so i dont need to immediately write them. those kinds of ideas arise out of dreams (assuming it woke me up, in this scenario) and i rarely forget what i dream. in that situation, i will not be able to fall back asleep. anyone who knows me knows that i struggle getting sleep. at best i will average 3-4 hours a night, simply because im thinking too much. so if this woke me up, ill spend the rest of the night thinking about how i want it to go, who it will suit, making a playlist or thinking about songs, gathering inspiration from my fiction fodder blogs, and only when the sun comes up will i consider perhaps its time for sleep. once i officially begin the day, ill review the vague planning doc ill likely have formed in my brain and actually compile it into a tangible document.

5. who is your favorite person to write about?

i mean....hello lmaooo park chanyeol. hes my muse. i do all my best writing for him, even if its unintentional. in other groups, i adore writing for taehyung and namjoon. their minds compel me. ive recently been thinking about writing some pieces for got7 and i do have an unfinished WIP for @red-exo and in all instances writing for JB excites me.

6. do you like making your own characters, or do you usually write about real people?

i mean...its RPS fic on this blog, so its real people but its a face claim. theyre kind of like my barbie dolls i insert into worlds in my head. so in a sense...theyre my own characters but they happen to look like idols lmao conversely, writing original characters (as in wyrm tamer, asas, theoretically TQIS) scares me. ive written rps fanfic for so long its as though ive lost confidence in writing my own characters. this is why many of my stories have started to see the introduction of other characters to practice it.

7. have you ever written a book, or a story with more than 15 chapters (or 100k words)?

ok the answer is yes but its not published. its 30 chapters, 200k words. it was originally a fanfic and ive toyed with editing it over the years in the advent that maybe one day i would publish it if i liked it enough.

fun fact: hero is about 15K away from 100K words. i will be celebrating when it gets there.

8. how often do you get ideas?

like...constantly. all the time. every time i hear music, or watch a film, or read something in a book, my mind commences the ‘would you like to go to another dimension’ quest and i always, without fail, hit the yes button.

9. do you ever get an idea that you really like, but just can’t seem to finish?

*glances sidelong at my masterlist and my 17 unpublished wips* you must be new here

10. what is your least favorite plot?

like...genre? as i said before, idol!verse is something i refrain from reading. i struggle profoundly writing fluff/romantic fluff which is why i try to practice it. plots, in general, in which someone has to go through a makeover of some kind (appearance wise) to suddenly be categorically enough (this isnt just fic...its how i feel in any media). rape/dub-con is a hard pass. otherwise, im down for pretty much anything.

11. tag 5 or more people

@dark-muse-iris @yehet-me-up​ @jiminiethot @iq-biased @yoonia @jamaisjoons @jenmyeons @fairyyeols @readyplayerhobi @johobi @yixingminseokjongdae @imdifferentshadesofpurple  yall i think everyone and their brother has done this tag. if ive tagged you and youve already done it im real sorry :( as always please only do this if you wish

[bboklix]

Father (Loki x Reader)

A/N: I take so long to read requests and like forever to plan how I want to write them so so sorry. I made the son around 2ish the age wasn’t described in the prompt but this is around the age where they start talking more. Requests will be reopened once I write and post the next two after this one, sorry for the delay! Hope this is everything you hoped it be. 

Requested: Yes (I would like a oneshot (Thor 2) where Loki says "You might want to take the stairs to the left." But instead of Frigga who is there is (Y/N) with his son (his wife) and she ends up being hurt by fighting with the monster to defend her son. Loki goes to the healers to see her (he does not know that he has one son) And the boy says something like "I know you're my father" he's very smart and looks like Loki. They talk while you rest and he feels guilty. Sorry I know it's too long.)

Words:1,837

 ��Loki was locked up from all of his crimes in the city Thor called New York. He had stolen the tesseract and reeked havoc on their world. What Loki didn’t know was the 2 year old little boy grasping on your pants was his. The black hair on top of his head made it very obvious to any bystander who dared to look or question you. When Loki came back you kept your son from him seeing as how Loki left shortly after you fell pregnant. Of course he didn’t know he was too concerned at the point with fighting with his brother. You sat next to Frigga as they brought Loki through the castle Thor gripping the chains so hard his knuckles became white. When Thor returned to your thrones he scooped your son up and kissed the small boys cheeks. “Hows my favorite nephew?” His voiced boomed but your son giggled and looped his fingers through his uncles long hair. Thor smiled at you and placed the child in your arms. 

 “How’s he doing?” You questioned letting your son run after his grandmother. Thor signed and grabbed your hands with his calloused ones “What he did wasn’t right and I hoped you understand why we locked him up”. You slowly nodded and looked down the hall where Frigga had taken him and slowly looked back at Thor. “Im sure she’ll looked after him if you’d like to go see Loki” Startled by the voice you nodded and followed Thor down the hall to the chambers that held your boyfriend. Upon arrival you thought you might tell Loki now about your beautiful creation that was the son you two had. Surly Loki would be happy to know his genes where passed down, but when you arrived in front of the glass your heart sunk. 

 Loki smirked as Thor stopped and let you continue walking “Hello darling” he smiled down at you and you smiled back. It hurt you to know that your Loki was possible of all the wrong he did on their planet. “Hi Loki” he gave you a side look and frowned once he noticed you were upset. “Darling whats bothering you?” You quickly shook your head and gave him a side look “Nothing I’m just upset you’re behind glass and I can’t hug or kiss you”. Loki sighed and pressed his hand against the glass. “Soon my love” you stayed their for a little while talking and catching up. After a little while you turned and looked at him hard “What?” He questioned standing up “Why’d you hurt all those people Loki?” You asked fire spitting ripping your hand from the glass. Loki looked shocked as to your sudden outburst. You couldn’t help it there was so much building up. 

 Loki backed up and slammed his hand into the table he had inside. “You don’t get to question me” you laughed lowly “I do you left me! And we all thought you died and yet here you are in fucking prison due to you trying to rule something you have no control over!” Shouting you slammed your hand against the glass startling Loki and Thor who was still waiting on you. “I think you have it all twisted there love” he smirked and you rolled your eyes pulling your shoulder scarf closer to your chest “Lead me out of here Thor” you mumbled and Thor placed a supportive hand on your back leading you up the steps. 

 It had been a few weeks since you had last seen Loki and Thor had traveled back to Earth to see Jane and fix a few things with her. You carried your son through the palace and stopped at a small opening where you could see most of Asgaurd. You looked at your son and kissed his small cheeks as he squealed. “Mommy loves you Lukas” he snuggled his face in your shoulder as he started to feel sleepy. You turned and started back towards your room when Thor came running in with a lady who you suspected was Jane. Thor spotted you and picked up his pace “Y/N could you possibly watch Jane so I can find Frigga” you nodded as he laid the girl down at your feet. She looked pretty normal but you noticed a small red glow coming off her and you also noticed Lukas was very awake and you set him down as you leaned down to see Jane. She stirred slowly but as she did the red glow became brighter you shielded your eyes as you looked up to see Thor come running back with Frigga and the medical ward. 

 Thor gave you look as you scooped Lukas up and handed him to Frigga as you followed Thor to where they were taking Jane. “What did you see?” He asked crossing his arms “The red glow which I’m assuming isn’t supposed to be there” Thor looked between you and Jane. “Red glow?” You nodded and looked back at her “it gets stronger each time she moves”. Thor signed “Im going back to Lukas let me know when she’s awake”. You met Frigga in the throne room playing with Lukas she smiled up at you as he spotted you an came running. “Hi buddy” “Momma!” Frigga smiled as she took a stack of clothes to Thor. 

 Later in the night Jane had awoken and was confused where she was. “You’re in Asgaurd” You said folding her old clothes as Lukas walked around the room with his small toys. “Asguard?” She asked rubbing her head. You nodded as you gave her a glass of water. “Why am I here?” She spoke after chugging the drink. “Thor would be better at explaining all of this to you” She looked at you and then to your son. “Who’s that?” Your son smiled and walked up to her holding out his toy “I Lukas!” He squealed and you smiled “My son” she smiled at him as the door opened revealing Thor. 

 The next day Thor was showing Jane around you sat in the small cosy room with Frigga and Lukas as Thor came in and told Jane to sit with you guys. He stormed out of the room with a worried look as you looked to Jane for an answer “He was called by someone” she shrugged and you looked at Frigga who could feel the tension as you did. You stood and pulled Lukas to you as Frigga pulled out her sword which happened to be when the door busted open reviling Malekith. Frigga pushed you and Jane behind her “Jane the stairs!” You yelled as she started towards them. You felt something hit your back making you jolt which scared Lukas and he started screaming. Jane grabbed him as you whipped around with your own sword to help Frigga. You slashed your sword hitting Malekith. The door swung open again as his blade slammed into your middle. 

 You felt the world closing in as someone screamed your name. 

 Loki’s eyes were extremely puffy as he sat in your room with your hand clasped in his. He had heard the news about his mother but upon hearing your name among that list Loki slammed and pounded on the door until Thor let him out to be by yours and Lukas’ side. For a while Loki stayed in the room alone not knowing Lukas was waiting to see his mother. Thor noticed Lukas was in the nursury where Jane was told to place him. Thor scooped him up and carried him to your room and nudged the door open. Loki looked up and eyes widen upon seeing the small boy. 

 “Who’s this?” He asked turning to look at Thor. “Ill let him explain” He closed the door as Lukas walked over and pulled himself onto your bed. “Mommy wake up” he cried tugging on your night shirt. Loki looked between you and the boy. Lukas caught him staring and looked at Loki. “Hi dadda” and made grippy hands for Loki to pick him up. Loki picked up the boy and held him in his arms. “I know you dad because momma talks about you all the time” Lukas giggled and Loki’s tears started to return. He didn’t know you were ever pregnant before he left or well took off. He looked at Lukas and started to notice all the features they shared. He felt guilty he had left you all alone while you were pregnant and alone with raising this child on your own. 

 Lukas wiped Loki’s tears and placed his small arms around his neck “Is mommy ok?” He sniffled and Loki frowned and hugged the child “She’s going to be ok buddy”. Lukas hung onto Loki the whole time they waited for you to wake. Eventually they left your room when they went to attend Frigga’s funeral. “I see you finally met your son” Thor spoke as Loki was heading back to your room with Lukas in his arms fast asleep. Loki cradled him closer and looked up at Thor “How long?” He asked and Thor rose an eyebrow “Pardon?” Loki sighed and turned to Thor “how old is my son?” He asked and Thor frowned “he’s 2” Loki’s shoulders slumped “You know he knew I was his dad” Thor smiled “Thats because Y/N always tells Lukas stories about you they’re his bedtime stories” He replied clasping Loki on the back. Loki’s eyes started to tear up as his looked down at the small boy “I’d get back to her” Thor’s voice startled him. Loki turned and started back towards your room. Once he closes the door he takes Lukas over to his toddler bed and placed him down and covered him with his blankets and kissed his head before he stood up and looked at you. He jumped when he noticed you were watching him. He quickly ran over to you and carefully scooped you into his arms and kissed your lips. 

 You sighed into his lips and wrapped your arms around his neck. He soon pulled away and looked at you “Sorry I missed the funeral” He smiled and pecked your lips again. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” He asked gesturing towards Lukas. You slumped “Well I got pregnant a month or so before you disappeared and nobody knew where you were and then I gave birth and started to raise him alone because I thought you died. I just wanted him to know about you, then Thor told me he found you and he needed to go save you. I meant to tell you when you first got back but then we fought so I waited” Loki frowned and once you finished your story he pulled you into him as you both looked at your son. 

 Loki kissed your forehead and watched as Lukas stirred. “I promise ill never leave you guys again” He pulled you into the bed and you fell asleep finally with your family fully together.

[im0mega]

Hello! I don't know if your asks are open for requests but I REALLY need a hc about era 4 ghouls with kids (or kits? idk). Sorry if this sounds silly but it's something I'd really like to read! 👀 Thank you in advance! I really love your blog! 🖤 (my ghost blog is haresisxdea btw, this is my main)

Hey! Thank you so much for your ask. This really made me happy (and frankly pretty nervous, as it is my first proper hc ask. But I’ll try and give my best.)

The Ghouls with Children

(I wasn’t sure if you meant their own kids or generally children, so I went with kids in general. I hope that’s okay?)

Aether is great with kids. In general he is the one taking responsibilities. I mean, lets be honest, hes already taking care of his children (read: the Ghouls and Copia) on tour anyways. Hes super gentle with kids, making sure they know to come to him for advice, a hug, help with their homework or a broken toy.

He also quite likes teaching kids new things. Be it riding a bike or baking a cake, if hes got time he will gladly spend an afternoon with them, resulting in selfmade- chocolate cake (“Look what I made!” – “Yes you did. That’s De-li-cious!”) and a completely destroyed kitchen. Hes also the kinda guy that will absolutely adore every drawing the kids show him (“Did you draw that? Thats amazing!”).

Wanna play board games on end? Then Rain is the ghoul youre looking for. Hes extremely sweet with kids. If its human kids hes sometimes a bit insecure (because humans tend to be confusing). He also gets excited about things together with the kids. What a cool blue rock you found! Yes, Elsa (frozen) is great! Lego technik? Sure, show him what you built and he’ll gush over it in absolute astonishment. Hes up for most of the ideas kids have, be it an invite to a tea party or a soccer match.

Speaking of: if youre looking for a ghoul that will play just about any sports with the kids, then Swiss is your man. Be it soccer, hide and seek, catch, basketball or that one game that the kids have just made up the rules for. Hes in! 

Our favourite thot is the kinda guy that always takes kids seriously and he would never talk down on them. He could also be seen giving kids piggy back rides, telling scary stories (not too scary of course) or jokes and bringing ice cream for everyone (His fellow ghouls included! Dewdrop insists on it).

Speaking of which, Dewdrop usually states that he “hates children” but for some reason they love him. And its not hard to see why. Where Dew goes, cool things happen. The problem is: when Dewdrop is being feral on his own, he can take the responsibilities. Even when he crosses them, he always knows his limits. Kids… don’t. Which means he has to take responsibility for them too. And that’s fine for an hour or two, but long term? Hell no. 

Having said that he will be up for some shenanigans with the kids, once they’ve talked him round (depending on his mood. Theres also days where its best to keep kids away from Dew entirely.)

On the contrary, Mountain doesn’t actually hate children. He just doesn’t get them and hes extremely awkward around them. It will take him quite a while to warm up with kids. 

Once he does, he is a very patient ghoul. You know that game where kids keep asking “Why?” for an undisclosed amount of time? He will play that game with them on end but in the process dropping so much cool knowledge on them that eventually it turns into an actual conversation. Hes also a pretty great keeper at soccer and fairly good at basketball so if Rain and Swiss invite him to join a game, hes in. Due to him being Mountain, sometimes kids fall asleep on him and he once again gets extremely awkward. Its like when a cat falls asleep on you and you cant move? That’s Mountain with a sleeping kid on his lap.

Cirrus doesn’t really like children. Shes not in any way mean to them or anything but she just doesn’t want to be around them for longer than necessary. She also cant see herself ever having children of her own. Now Cumulus on the other hand thinks kids are generally cute. She turns full big-sister-mood and shes very fun to be around. Shes pretty decent at drawing and sketching and she will gladly help a kid with that. If theyre human kids, she’ll be very curious about them. 

I hope these were okay? :) 

[glamrockmonarch]

Brian wouldn't be amused by the way I start my sentences...but oh well!

So I was browsing as one does first thing in the morning...and I saw this beauty of a post. Which was so short and precise, straight to the point...everything I am not. Naturally, I thought to myself "thats so cute!" And then I got hit by another post by someone else (I cannot find it, my app reloaded AHHH! TUMBLR MOBILE APP HELL!) where I saw some soft pictures of Joe with children...So...

I present to you:

Baby Fever: an AU

Aka a side project for this fine blog to forever be too much for me.

It's a series where I will just let out some steam from my soft soft heart in the form of writing about Daddy!Ben, Daddy!Gwil, Daddy!Rami, Daddy!Joe, and why the fuck not: Mama!Lucy. All in the same AU for my personal enjoyment!

And we're starting with Joe. Enjoy!

Second Time Around

Summary: You and Joe have a complex relationship, friends to lovers? Ah, yes? Now married for four years with a two year old boy to call your own, things lately have been busy for Joe, and you have put a hold on baby no. 2...Or have you?

"Joe?" You somehow manage to open the door while carrying the bag full of groceries.

The day has been menacing with rain since early in the morning and you knew you had very little time to get around your chores before it started pouring. You also had a busy night ahead of you, with the baseball on tonight, you know your husband will definitely want to cuddle with you and watch the game. Hence the beer and frozen pizza still in your car.

"Yes?" You heard two voices, different in their entirety coming from the hall.

Looking up, you felt a little helpless; struggling to keep the bag in your hands as you tried to make your way into the open kitchen space. Peaceful as ever Joe came into view in one of his sweatpants and a shirt, your beautiful little boy perched up on his hip giggling at Joe's beard that he kept playfully rubbing against his son's soft cheek and nose.

"Dada!" He wiggled in his arms.

"Obviously the one that goes to the gym and allegedly carried 70 pounds on Monday!" You huffed on your way past them.

You were just so drained from all energy you really needed Joe's help.

Joe gave baby Joey a look and rushed to say hello to you, as he had been busy that morning and didn't get to spend much time with you other than breakfast and that short moment when you kissed his lips before her drove Joe to daycare so you could get a head start on everything.

"Here, I'll get those," Joe said as he handed you Joe and let you take a breath.

You enjoyed those little moments when everything fit in so well. Joe was your best friend before you started going out romantically. You knew he had his history with other women, and he was a few years older than you...but you came to see him as something else. Joe seemed to realise you were all he ever needed and wanted at about the same time; it was a matter of weeks before you were official, after years of friendship but anyway: you moved quite fast! And it never felt like it was happening that fast at all, nor that you needed to catch to something. It was your own pace and it worked perfectly for you.

Now you ask Joey about his day and smile at him as he goes on and on about what he did at the day care today and what fun he had with Dada after he picked him up.

"Oh, you got invited to a party?" You opened your eyes wide.

Joey giggled and nodded while Joe came in through the door, kicking it closed behind him as he handled every remaining bag. Kudos to him: he didn't drop a thing.

Joe gave his son a smile and turned to you, acting as if he had been smelling around.

"I think we have a visit from Stinky, babe."

Joe pinched his nose once he put everything down on the counter.

You giggled and looked at Joey, who did need a shower but still acted as he was wondering who Joe could be talking about.

"I'll get started," you nodded up at the ceiling and Joe got it, starting to put the groceries in place. "Don't be late, captain!"

You took your son upstairs and ran the bath for him, making sure you had all his toys. After you tied your hair up and you got Joey undressed to put in the bath which he enjoyed very much.

"Mammy, do the thing with the shampoo!" He jumped around in the tub.

It was as if that was Joe's cue, he walked in then and made his way to the two of you.

"Alright, little man...that's Daddy's gig!"

You took a step back and let Joe do his thing, fooling around with Joey during bath time, not that you didn't join in...

And in fact it was a fun part of your day, laughing with your two favourite men in the world as Joey giggled with the towel wrapped around his little body.

It was safe to say that Joey was out as soon as you got him dressed in his pjs, this was maybe one of those moments that were simply yours regardless of Joe being home or not: your baby will always prefer being safely wrapped in your arms as he doses off to sleep. And that's exactly what he did while Joe read a bedtime story to him, which your little one didn't pay much attention to.

Finally, you sat with Joe downstairs in the living room wearing your comfy sweats and a tank top, sighing and laying your head on his shoulder you got around to watching the game. Joe wrapped his arm around you and held you, he could tell there had been something on your mind for the past couple of days but he knew better than to push you onto talking: you would talk to him when you were ready and that was more than okay.

"Joe?" You finally let out.

"Yes, YN?"

Joe played it cool because he didn't want to sound too eager to listen but he was curious and he was starting to get concerned.

"I'm pregnant."

The game was still on when you blurted the words out, regardless, Joe straightened up and turned to you. You sat up right as well, turning to him.

"You...what?"

Joe seemed to go pale, he knew you didn't want to have a baby at the moment, he was working more and he would be away from home for a while that year. You talked about it and agreed you would wait till next year...and yet: here you were sitting next to him looking some kind if way.

Joe examined your expression for a second and he knew what he was seeing. You were not scared, you couldn't be! You've done this before. And you were not mad either, a baby would never be a reason to make you mad... You were worried. You had every right to be, because you knew the struggles of pregnancy and you knew how hard and how easy some things had been even with Joe by your side so knowing now that you would be doing most of the journey without him and with Joey to care for was placing questions and worries in your mind.

"The doctor told me on Wednesday." You explained, "7 weeks."

Joe opened his mouth in astonishment, he didn't expect this news at all, it had only been a few weeks since you switched from the injections to the pill. He expected something else like you wanting to tag along for the five month shoot he was going on in July. He covered his mouth with his hand and then reached out to hold you, his arms wrapped tight and secure around your sensitive frame.

"Babe, that's wonderful!"

Joe kissed the top of your head to sooth you, he was already starting to feel his heart swell with love for your little baby.

"Yeah..." You mumbled on his shoulder and held on to him for what he felt was the longest he held you ever. "But I'm worried you'll miss most of this." You pulled away and put your hand on your still very normal not-pregnant-looking belly.

Joe gave you a side smile and brought his hand on top of yours, his thumb caressing your knuckles.

"YN, I'll find a way. Promise."

You looked into each other's eyes and although you didn't want to, you let out some tears. Which Joe quickly wiped away, kissing your cheeks he grabbed you and held you closer to him so you were almost completely laying on top of him with your head on his chest.

"You looked so pretty in those maternity panties...can't wait till they come back out!"

Strangely enough, Joe really did enjoy touching and holding you when you were pregnant the first time. He would always hold your hand at least, but mostly he loved to spoon you and run his hands all over your baby bumb all the way till the end of your pregnancy. He wasn't going to lie, he also quite enjoyed having sex with you during that time, it seemed something less kinky and more intimate than usual.

"Joe..." he made you giggle, which was his goal.

"Wait, does this mean I get to grow a dadstache?"

"Joe-no." You put your hand on his chest.

"Joe, ah-yes!"

Baby Fever Masterlist《《

[ancientbooshartifacts]

Broken Mirrors

Author: Evil_Kingdom

Year: 2010

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Vince/Richmond

Another Night, Another Bar...

Richmond takes a sip from his drink, some fruity dark red coloured drink, hell if he can remember what the name is. He takes a long gulp, shuttering at the after taste of alcohol. He thinks to himself what a weak man he is, far from what others he works with are like. Even Moss is stronger then him, and to everyone that says a lot.

But I thought you liked Moss?....

I do.

But you know he doesnt like you right?....

I know. No one likes me.

Oh dont be so hard on yourself Richie...

Shut up inner thought. Im tired of you being the only one to talk to.

He shakes his head, believing that maybe going out for a bit of air will be the solution to his problem. He gulped down the rest of his drink, places it carefully on the table, looks a round the room to see people giving him odd and funny looks

See? Maybe if you only dressed like them... maybe the would actually like you...

Not you too inner evil thought. Shut up

Richmond gives his head a big shake, then flattens out his long dark hair back into place. He then takes the steps through the crowd of people dancing irratically to the DJ with the toys up in the booth. He thinks to himself that maybe it was a bad day to come to the bar, a day when there is just too many people around. Not that he really minds that there are people around, it just isnt his type of people, so it makes for more awkward moments.

He instantly feels the cold air wrap around him as he pushes open the door. He cracks a small smile, feeling the comfort of a familiar friend

Hello Wind, nice to feel you again

He leans against the cold wall, closing his eyes for a brief moment, trying to collect all his thoughts and feelings.

Maybe I should just go home... Its not like im going to find anyone tonight.

Maybe you will never find anyone....

I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP.

He lets out an exasperated cry, slamming his fits beside him into the wall. Tears start to gather in his eyes as he opens them, looking up into the shine of the moon,

It will be ok Richie, it will all work out soon....

Thanks moon, I can always count on you.

Im the Mooonnn....

Looking out onto the darkness of the streets, he sees gaggles of people, all sorts of people, dancing and being happy, drunk and laughing.

Why cant I be like them? Why cant I have some friends?

Richmond sighs again, standing up a bit straighter, rubbing the scratches on his hands.

No need to be sad anymore. Im better then this, I can get through this.

Being depressed just makes you a stereotypical goth Richie...

Thats right inner thought. And I'm not one to be stereotypical.

Pushing off from the wall, brushing his hands softly over his dark red velvet jacket, he gives himself a smile. Tomorrow will be a better night, tomorrow he will find someone to talk to.

Tomorrow tomorrow...

Richmond stares at himself in the mirror, checking every pore on his skin.

Perfect whiteness. Though I could lay off the sun a bit more, then it would be more perfect.

You know its fashionable to have a tan now a days Richie...

I know. But thats not who I am, I am a confident attractive young man.

Just keep telling yourself that....

Shut up inner evil thought. You cannot ruin my mood today. I am going to go out a meet someone. Just you watch me.

Giving himself a big smile, flashing his clean and white teeth, he applies the final stages of his eye makeup, adding a touch of black glitter to the corners of his eyes making his blue eyes sparkle.

Moving to the closet double doors he looks into rows of reds, deep purples and blues, hints of green, and rows upon rows of black. But at the very end, far back in the walk in closet, you can see a hint of his past, 3 normal suits still hang from bar, still unable to give away the last of the past.

He holds onto them thinking one day, one day, he may actually have the want to try them on, try on what he used to be, what it was like to be the cool guy, the guy with talent, friends, and a job that doesn't include staring at flashing buttons in the basement.

As he grabs his favourite creepers, a pair of black spiderweb socks, and a deep purple button up jacket, he sits on his bed and begins to hum a Cure song, one that he cant seem to get out of his head...

Oh please don't ask me who i am

Or when and where my life began

Or why i ended up like this or how

Standing up he brushes himself off and walks out into his hallway, out the front door, and on to the streets. Walking at a slow pace he watches the moon that sits high up into the night sky, surrounded by little stars, faint to see in the brightness of the cities lights. Continuing down the street, turning left, then making a right, he finds himself smack dab in the middle of bar and nightclub alley.

Now which one shall I pray upon tonight... hmmm decisions, decisions.

You make it sound as if you will have people just throwing themselves at you when you enter the doorway, you do know you will probably drink yourself stupid and wander home, just like every weekend.

Shut up inner evil thought. I told you. Tonight is my night. Tonight I will come home victorious. Gotta be confident, show them that Im a great person.

Richmond smiles to himself, confidence beaming through him like a flaming dagger sword from his heart.

And then he sees him.

The perfect figure of a man.

Gleaming black hair, shiny with product, perfect shape and placement

But not a goth.

Richmond gives a questionable look, heart beating faster in his chest.

Well he is a he...right?

That doesn't change anything, Im quite happy with any sexual preference. Not to say i'm not picky, but love is love you know, it doesn't have a gender.

For the first time in his life, his heart beats fast, quickens his pace, and jogs up to the club, slipping through the door, staring at the slight in front of him

Lights gleam from the ceiling, flooding the crowd with different colours, music loudly playing, but not loud enough to destroy eardrums. Not a bad selection of music, thankfully, Richmond hoping that there wouldnt be an idiot DJ tonight. He searches the club trying to find the man with the perfect hair... Bingo. Right next to the bar, sitting alone.

Here's my chance. Don't fuck it up.

He takes a deep breath, straightens out his clothes, fixes his hair, and makes a casual walk towards the bar.

“One cherry vodka sour please.”

He leans on the bar, trying to be casual and confident, thinking to himself that it probably doesn't look the case, but as long as he doesn't look ridiculous, its all that matters.

Well there he is Richie... go for it..

I will I will. Don't pressure me. You know what happens when I get pressured.

You get all clammy and your voice goes all squeaky and then people stare and laugh at you....

Thanks for the reminder asshole.

Richmond turns and glances towards the man. He makes eye contact, seeing full well the man beside him is staring. His face goes pink, but he can't look away...

“Can I help you? Are you starin' at me for a reason?” The dark haired man tilts his head

“Uhh... ummm... no, I was just looking over, sorry to bother you. I don't mean to make any trouble..”

Youre pathetic Richie. What happened to your confidence?...

“I don't mean to be mean, you don't have to get all defensive.” The man gives a small laugh,

“My name is Vince, Vince Noir, you probably heard about me, I am the king of Camden Town”

The man, Vince, flashes one of the most gorgeous smiles he's ever seen, his confidence clears.

“Umm no, sorry, I haven't heard about you...”

But I would love to..

Richie go for it. Give him something else to smile about....

“My name is Richmond, and I would love to find out why everyone knows you”

Richmond tries to give himself a confidence boost, giving a small cheeky smile, turning back to pay the bartender and grab his drink.

“Would you like a drink? My treat?” Richmond glances over Vince, seeing that he chooses the glam rock style, not something he is used to, but man does he make it look hot. He slowly gives him a once over, looking at his tight shiny shirt, trailing down to his black tight pants...

His eyes linger on his bulge, his perfectly pressed bulge against his pants, perfect...

“Oi mate, eyes up here, k love?” Vince flashes a coy smile, giving a small chuckle

He snaps out of his daze, face going red

“Im sorry, I didnt mean to, I mean I wasnt..”

if your face could get any redder, you would be a tomato.

“I'll take you up on your drink offer, a flirtini please, extra sour” Vince motions for him to take a seat beside him, giving him a cheeky grin.

He returns with drinks, placing his preferred drink in front of him, sliding into the booth beside him.

Now what are you going to do Richie? You cant just get him wasted you know

I know that... Im working on it.

“You alright mate? You arent the drug type are you?” Vince tilts his head towards Richmond, catching his eye, “You look a bit spaced out. I hope im not boring you or nothin”

“Oh no, no... no problem. Im just not used to someone being nice to me, usually I get brushed off quick and that is that” Richmond tries to smile it off, like its nothing.

Vince grins, his hand slowly creeping up Richmond's leg, stopping to grab his thigh. “Good. A pretty boy like you wanted to know about me, so heres how it starts”

Popping the cherry from his drink into his mouth he leans over, hand trailing down Richmond's thigh. His mouth getting ever so close, Richmond feeling his alcoholic breath push against his face, heart racing a mile a minute.

This is it. He is actually into me

Richmond leans forward, opening his mouth, tongue flicking forward hitting the cherry stem, before closing the gap with his lips..

Tonight be all i dream

There isn't any yesterday

Tomorrow starts a day away

This here and now with you is how

Always should always be

This

Here and now

With you

[sparklejaemin]

Hey Angel (2)

A Church boy! Renjun x Angel! Reader AU

A story about a Church boy who is sick of his life and an angel who is finally living.

Chapter 2

Renjun shuts the door aand looks at the jar of cookies in his hand. There's a note on the jar, it reads; "Hello neighbor! We hope that we may get along with you and become good neigbors to each other." He smiles a little and sets the cookie jar down on the dining table as he enters the kitchen to get a drink from the refrigirator. Once he finishes drinking the milk he got, he heads back upstairs to prepare for the day.

Y/N walks back to her house which is right next to Renjun's She has an hour or so before he'll arrive at her house so she decides to tell her sister, Ariel about what she has seen so far with Renjun. As she enters the gate and passes through the garden, she is greeted by Lia who barks happily at Y/N's arrival. She picks up the dog and walks back to the house. Y/N knocks on the door then lets herself in. "Ariel, I'm home!" The older girl peeks her head from the kitchen, "That's good! Come here, its time to eat breakfast." With that she disappears into the kitchen once again. Y/N smiles and goes into the kitchen, putting Lia down and giving her food and some water so she can eat as well. Then she washes her hands and sits down at the table while Ariel hums a tune while cooking pancakes and bacon.

"You know, I thought that cooking would be a nightmare." Ariel laughs as she serves Y/N a few pancakes. The younger girl takes a bite out of the pancake, "You seem like you know what you're doing though? I mean, these pancakes actually taste good." Ariel chuckles as she places the bacon and a few more pancakes on the table. "Maybe they are good. Now eat up, you have a lot of work to do."

Y/N nods and starts eating, "He seems hesitant to befriend me."

"Give him a little bit of time. This is why we were sent here, to guide these youths." Ariel bites into a pancake, "So what did his mother say? I saw her go out of the house to greet you."

"She asked him to take me to choir practice." Ariel nods as they silently finish their breakfast.

Y/N then heads upstairs to her new room, after helping Ariel with the dishes. She looks for the room with her name on the door and opens it. She smiles excitedly to see her new room. Just like any girls' room it is a room painted a nice lilac color. She has a few stuffed toys here and there and a few instruments that she can play. She then looks in the closet to find clothes that are modest yet pretty. She picks out a light blue shirt and a pair of greyish joggers. She then puts on what she knows to be a pair of sneakers and heads out of her room.

Renjun hates having to tour new kids around the neighborhood, but sometimes, it works out. As he puts on his rubber shoes, he sends a text to his friend, Jeno, that he'll be on his way soon and that he is bringing a friend with him. He then walks to the front door of his house, "Chichi, I'll be going now!" He tells his dog as he shuts the door and heads to his neighbors' house. He looks at their gate in awe, they have a garden leading to their house? He asks himself as he rings the doorbell. The gates open automatically and he enters the garden. As he enters the garden he is greeted by an older girl watering the flowers. "Hello, my name is Renjun, I'm looking for Y/N?" The older girl stops watering the plants and looks at him, "I'm Ariel, Y/N's older sister. She's on her way here. Take a seat while you wait." Renjun nods and sits on a seat beside a table. 'It must be cool to study or read here.' He thinks to himself as he waits.

Y/N enters the garden soon enough wearing her new outfit. "Hello Renjun! Shall we go to choir practice now?" He nods getting up, "Yeah, let's get going." They wave goodbye to Ariel and exit the garden to start walking to the church.

The first few minutes of walking are silent. A little awkward but comforting nonetheless. But the silence is getting tiring to listen to, and the still have a few blocks to go. It won't be bad to try to start a conversation right? So Renjun does exactly that, "So where are you from?" He looks at her. Y/N looks at him with a spark of happiness, then a little bit of sadness, "Oh, I'm from Y/C. Its a really nice country, but my sister and I moved here since our parents died." Renjun looks at her sadly, "Oh. I'm sorry to hear about that, I didn't know." She looks at him with a pure smile, "Its okay, I know you meant well." He smiles a little. "So what made you join the choir?" Y/N asks with curiosity in her eyes. Renjun is now smiling brightly, "Well, I first joined choir as a kid here, that was because I love to sing. Then it was always about just singing, until I met my friends."

She giggles a little, "Thats a good start, I think you're passionate about it."

Renjun nods, then sighs. "Well, I used to be this passionate about it on the outside. That was up until…" Y/N looks at him confused, "Until?" "Nothing…" he says coldly trudging ahead. Y/N stops to stare at him a little, 'Whats so hard about telling me how he feels?' She thinks as she tries to catch up to the boy. "Hey wait up! Renjun!" As she runs after him, he stops in front of a house. "Hey, you shouldn't have walked so fast…" Renjun huffs as he knocks on the door. "What are we doing here? Aren't we supposed to be going to choir practice?"

Renjun ignores her and waits until the front door opens. A young boy the same age as Y/N and Renjun appears, smiling brightly. He is wearing a striped polo shirt and jeans. "Hey Injun!" The boy opens the gate, going outside, "Oh, is this the new neigbor?" He asks Renjun. "Jeno meet Y/N, Y/N meet Jeno, one of my choir friends." Y/N silently says ohhh and smiles at the new boy. Jeno seems to be very polite and friendly. "Hello Jeno! Its nice to meet you." She streches out her hand, and he takes it. "Nice to meet you too Y/N! Why don't we head to choir practice now? The others are waiting for us." "The others?" She asks them both. "He's talking about the rest of our friends, c'mon you can meet them when we get there." Renjun finally lightens up, and with that, they make their way to the church.

At the church theyre are a few teens already there as Y/N, Renjun and Jeno enter. The church is simple, it has white walls and stained glass mosaic for the main design. Jeno and Renjun then lead Y/N to a group of boys. These boys are playing instruments and singing choir songs. "There they are. Renjun, Jeno, over here!" An energetic younger boy waves them over, Y/N follows the two of them. "Oh, who is this?" Another younger boy asks. "Everyone, this is Y/N my new neighbor and a new addition to the choir." Y/N smiles at the boys, "Hello!" The other boys smile back and the one holding a guitar gets up, "Hi I'm Mark, I'm sort of the leader of this squad." Y/N nods, "Hello! I'm Chenle, I'm a year younger. So I must call you Y/N noona." The energetic boy from earlier says. "Hi, I'm Jisung, the youngest one here." A boy with light brown hair says. "I'm Haechan" a boy with redish brown hair says smiling widely. "And I'm Jaemin!" Another boy sitting next to Mark says with enthusiasm. Y/N smiled at all of them, 'These boys are really nice and seem to be on the right track, so why would they need guidance?' She wonders. "Its nice to meet all of you!"

Renjun then takes her to their choir teacher, Taeil, a young man who loves music. The older male has his back turned as he adjusts the keyboard settings to play the songs. "Hyung," Renjun taps his shoulder. He looks at the younger boy, "Yes Renjun?" "I have a new neighbor, and she would like to join the choir." Behind him, Y/N waves at the teacher. "Oh, you must be one of the L/N sisters. I've heard about you and your sisters, I hear that you have wonderful voices." She smiles shyly, "Thank you for that teacher, I'd really like to join the choir." Taeil smiles, "Of course, but we ask each youth to play any song on any instrument and sing it for everyone before they join." "I understand, may I use your keyboard to play my song?" Taeil moves aside and offers her the keyboard, "Its all yours." As Y/N sets up, Taeil calls the rest of them, "All right everyone, gather around, this is Y/N and she will be singing for us as she will be joining the choir."

Y/N starts playing a tune and starts to sing.

"Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper I love you

Birds singing in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me"

Renjun tries to hide the shock he feels, 'How is her voice this good?' He asks himself as she continues to sing. Her voice sounds angelic, as if an angel is singing to them.

As Y/N finishes her song, she smiles and everyone claps. "Thank you Y/N. Now, we will be doing a few vocal exercises before we start practicing a new song." Taeil takes his place behind the keyboard and Y/N sits next to Renjun, 'Maybe choir practice will be more interesting from now on?'

Part one || Part three

[nightwingswing]

Roy Harper Hc!

Hello my lil’ wings!

Hope you’re all very well! 

I got good news! Soon I’ll be able to update my current stories! I can’t wait!

This Hc are dedicated to my friend  @matsukawaissei !

Hope they cheer you up and hope eveything goes well , hon!

I’ll write that fic tomorrow tho! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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-Roy Harper is a mess tbh -But- He’s your mess. - You and him meet in a club a few years back. - Around that time you were just a student in University

- Christmas came, and as always your class decided to have a dinner together.

-After eating in a pretty decent place ( this year was organized by the responsible one)  you all decided to go dance/ drink a bit

- You ended in a pretty nice club. Not many people were inside, a few in some love seats and a few dancing under the lights.

-your friends were quick to grab the biggest love seats and put them together,making one big for all of you.

- In a few minutes you all were having nice conversations while drinking your favorite drinks. 

-Alas, all night long something keep getting your attention away from the conversation.

- A pretty man, maybe 3 years older than you?

- He had long-ish red hair under a pretty old cap. He was muscular, well toned with wide shoulders.

-You guessed his muscle was as big as your head

-...

-Okay OKAY He was hot

-” wawawa (y/n)!!! whatcha looking at??” your friend smirked, her hair tickling your cheek as she looked in the same direction as you. She saw him and her evil smirk told you what she was gonna do.

- (f/n) no.

- Oh, but (f/n) yes.

-Before your obtrusive friend was able to embarras you you got up and walked towards him.

-You turned to her for moral suport and found her smirking and giving you the thumbs up dance.

- ...Your friend is pretty creative 

-You walked to him, slowly to cooly invite him to a drink but when you where si close yous shyness  got all like “BAM! BABBY IM BAC!” 

- Which means that you 

- Walked to him very sure and in the last  moment went al

- “nnnNOpE!”

- “(y/n) oH MY GOD!” your friend dramatically said.

- See, she knows you very well and knew you would do that. So she placed herself behind you and when you tried to walk away you clashed and you crashed into the pretty redhead lap.

- Oh yes 

- Your friend keep apologizing for you because you were startruck.

- So pretty

-So blue

- His eyes had you mesmerized 

- Like...like two pretty sapphires

-” Well thank you” he scratched his head, almost shyly. “ Nobody told me that”

- Oh shoot

-You said it out loud

- “No we’re just mind reading you actually.” said your unhelpfully helpful friend

-“ Stop smirking (f/n)! You look like a Cheshire cat”

-” Oh, I’d date Cheshire in a heartbeat, actually.”

-” She’s not that bad.” said the man

- Meanwhile you were a cute tomato

- Well, look at the positive side: You future husband and your bestfriend get along pretty nicely!

- “Ohh well look at the time! gotta go, take care of my friend ta-ta~” she smirked as she walked away

- “Please excuse her.” you said, blushing

-” No worried, beautiful. I know a friend just like that” he smiled. “acts just like that with..a grumpy bat”

- If by a friend you mean yourself  and by grumpy bat you mean Jason, you’re  not wrong Roy. 

- You both chuckle for a bit, he smiles sweetly 

- “Name’s Harper, Roy Harper”

- “ Im (y/n)” You smile, blushing slighty.

- You two hit it off nicely.

- He was a genius.

- He told you about this bots he was creating and if he had you hooked before now he had you all aboard .

- You can say your night was talking with Roy 

- Feat your bestfriend looking at you with a big proud teasing smirk and the promise of fangirling at home,Obviously

- At the end of the night, you two had echanged numbers, instagrams, twitters, life..

- After a loooong good bye ( long because none of you wanted to let go) it was his friend the black haired one who grabbed him by the hood and draged him away.

- what did he call him? jared? jonah? no no it had something with birds...Peakdick? no no...ooh! Jaybird!

- As it’s obvious, your friend did a batman on you.

- Meaning she interrogated you about the most minimum detail.

- She approved

- Meanwhile, Roy had with Kory talked on and on about how beautiful smart you were... 

-Kory, ever the shipper found your friend in instagram and now the two of them are the managers of your ship.

- CAAAAN YOU FEEEEL THE LOOOVE TONIGHT!!!!!

- That was the song that sounded on your first date. On your first dance

-Meaning, its your song

- Yes, the lion king is the song thats gonna play at your wedding.

- That’s what you get when you have Jason picking the music, Roy.

- You’re lucky it wasnt Batman, he would have picked the intro song and grabbed you bridal style and did a simba with you.

- I must say, Oliver and Dinah adore you.

- Dinah most of the two, she likes your style

- You ain’t taking any of roy’s s+ht

- Also, you two look wonderful with fishnets.

- Fishnets for da win

- Oliver is another story completely tho

- Oliver is like that embarrasing dad that makes way to many puns and brings out your baby pictures?

- That but worse.

- “ Look at this video, its Roy’s first ever training!”

-” did you just hit your forehead with your own kid’s toy arrow?” you said, bitting back a chuckle.

- “ QUEEN WHAT THE HEC- DONT SHOW HER THAT! STOP EMBARRASING ME!”

- That ain’t happening Roy.

- Not while im the narrator.

- *evil laugh*

- ejem, as i was saying

-  Your next 20000 dates were pretty sweet and romatic

- He call you all types of cutesy names like babe, honey, beautiful, angel, my queen, Firecracker...

- Obviously you get pretty embarrased when he call you the last one in public.

- “  Firecracker?? why  Firecracker??” asked an inocent Kory once

- “ Because she’s pure fire and i’d love if she made me go crack!”

-”....” 

- “Roy that one was pretty bad, and I’ve lived with Dick”

-” wait wait! i got more!  Firecracker because so sexy that makes me explode in blushes! and...not only blushes!”

-”ROY!” You shyly hide behind kory.

- “Actually, i think Kory is pure fire.” your bestfriend smirked at her.

- woah...i ship it.

- You call him cute nicknames too, like dork, speedy, darling, love...

- And all the hero and villain comunity knows you two as Bow and Arrow.

- You know who’s who *wink wonk*

- Thought you argued like all couples do

- Cause both of you are stubborn af

-Oh it’s a sweet memory that day you were arguing pretty heavy when suddenly Roy smashed you against the lockers in the watchtower and kissed you hard.

- You smashedd him against the mirror and pulled his leg around your waist

- He growled and picked you up sitting you on the marble

- And well, thats how you tainted the innocence of the watchtower.

- Maybe i can make that idea the imagine of tomorrow...

- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Is that a yes I hear?  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[divinecuriosity]

Character Development Questions: Hard Mode-- BOG!!!! Al

ALL? is that what this is supposed to say. bc im gonna do All 

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with? He’s an only child! Maybe a few cousins his age, he probably was close with them before he went away!

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like? Good, his moms really supported him to the point where he couldn’t do anything wrong in their eyes. Mom #1 was raised in a temple of Ioun, and is a half orc half elf. She works in the temple she and Bog’s other mom founded and tried to teach him to become a cleric like her, but once he voiced his desire to pursure the arcane she was happy to support that

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father  mother #2 like? Mom #2 was less ready to support the arcane, having converted to worshiping Ioun after meeting mom #1 and never really having a knack for magic. Both Bog’s moms see him as the perfect blessing he was intended to be and dont see any faults in him, and though they are hurt by his leaving they trust in their god and in him that it will be ok (not that he’s had contact with them to know that...)

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know? YEs! He first stumbled upon magic when he started to just be able to Do Things, but there was a wizard to came to his town when he was a child and showed the kids magic tricks, and Bog came up to him one day and basically said “i can do that too! my mom doesnt know this bc im scared to tell her but here let me show you” and this like, seven year old half orc kid does some medium level spell and the Wizard was just like. damn we gotta teach u. 

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets? Uhh, not much tbh? maybe some jerkey, a rag for sweat/cleaning things off, whatever coin he has on him? But he always has his drum on a sling over his shoulder, his flute on a chain around his neck, and in a trunk on the lower deck he has his spellbooks and Violin!

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? haahhhh he gets periodic visions from Ioun being like,,,, hello my Blessing hows the Doing God’s Work going?? oh youre still on a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean? thats chill like ur moms i think you are Perfect and fully believe you will get back to it eventually, go find some new Knowledge and fill up that brain of yours thanks ok bye

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares? He doesn’t really get them I think? hes a happy guy

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target? Do guns exist anna???

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up? UHH hes a pirate now so. probably less consistent access to money ? he wasn’t rich at all like, medium middle class at best, but now its probably a lot more sporadic access to like , a lot more money

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing? Uhh he wears the same thing like all the time just loose shirt and flowy pants and drum. if he doesnt have his drum he might as well be naked. But he probably hates having to dress in fancy clothes/layers bc Tactile Bad 

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been? Uh he’s pretty Freaked Out now tbh, but probably the first storm they had at sea, or the night before he left Bard School

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been? Hmmm, thats tough idk? Every time he plays music for a group of people and they chime in/dance/just pay attention he feels  p calm and good

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way? Not really, he doesn’t like seeing people hurt but he isnt grossed out by it

Does your character remember names or faces easier? Names, they get confused when people change their hair or outfit rip

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not? They arent usually, but since being a pirate he kinda,,, goes along w it and has the mentality of “this is nice!” but its not rlly his end all

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? Happiness

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child? Hmmm, probably drums

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others? Wisdom

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before? They get crushes rlly easily and then get distant if the feelings arent returned bc they dont wanna talk about Hard Emotions bc they never...had too

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism? They don’t compare themselves to others past like, oh they have more x than me and i wish i had more of that? More jealousy than him actually putting value to differences

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others? Uhh nothing rlly, tragic happened but his whole thing is he has a destiny he doesnt feel like he earned and is running from it but also feels Immense guilt for doing that so, lots of self blame in this buddy

What does your character like in other people? They like people with passion for something

What does your character dislike in other people? Uhhh being rude to others (like more than a joke, when its obviously upseting them)

How quick is your character to trust someone else? Fairly quick, he needs more friends

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person? Uhh idk tbh?

How does your character behave around children? He’s great with them for short periods but once he’s run out of little songs to play/sing and funny jokes he. gets anxious and gets out of there.

How does your character normally deal with confrontation? If its an authority figure? ANXIOUS! if its someone he sees as an equal / he has power over, hes more level headed

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation? Uhh hes weak and slow so, p slow. even spell wise hes more about protecting his friends than damage

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true? He’s pretty much always wanted to study magic and be a bard. maybe early early five yr old Bog dreamed of working at the temple

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting? Uhh, standard icky stuff like x-phobias 

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable. Playing for an Audience

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable. Talking about feelings, especially ~romance~

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve? A mix of willing to improve and self-deprecating, depending on whos doing the criticism

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method? They move from solution to solution pretty fast, they arent super patient

How does your character behave around people they like? Trying to impress them and also not look dumb

How does your character behave around people they dislike? Glare glare glare

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status? Honor ig?

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat? Remove the problem

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)? Uhh probably not? hes good w animals

How does your character treat people in service jobs? As well as he can!! 

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first? EARN EARN EARN

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them? Hmm, not really? 

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them? nah

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it? They say it really quickly and usually mean it, they just get close to people fast

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them? He’s pretty sure if he manages not to Fuck it Up he’ll go to Ioun’s realm or whatever, but hes not sure hes gonna,,, not fuck it up,,, or that he even wants that? death scares him so he just doesnt think about it if he can manage