#he walks like its heavy😵‍💫

[yonphilia]

I HAVE SOMETHING INAPPROPRIATE TO SAY 🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️ AND I AM NOT ASHAMED TO SAY IT

[intheemptymirror]

warnings: nsfw (mdni)

wooyoung is totally the type to hold you by the neck when he kisses you. he just thinks the sight of your neck— such a vulnerable spot— covered by his bigger, vein covered hand is so so hot to him.

sometimes it’s not even harshly or all that sexual (though sometimes it is but we’ll get into that later). he’d walk up behind you and gently wrap his hand around the front of your throat and tilt your head towards him so he can press his lips where he wants. sometimes it’s your lips, sometimes it’s your cheek, sometimes it’s the bridge of your nose; he wants to kiss you anywhere and everywhere. every time he gives you a quick peck in greeting or in parting he’ll gently press his palm against your skin and guide you by your neck. every time.

when what starts off as a simple kiss turns into a heavy make out session, he’ll put his hand on the nape of your neck. sometimes he’ll slide his hand up to tangle in your hair but usually it always makes its way back to your skin. wooyoung would press on the back of your neck to push your lips against his harder and when you gasp into his mouth he’ll use the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips 😵‍💫

other times when he has you trapped between his body and the mattress with your legs pressed to your chest, he’ll slide his hand from your stomach up to your neck where he simply lets it rest. he’ll take in the sight of it for a moment before finally squeezing his fingers on either side of your neck, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. he loves seeing his hand on your neck, it feels like he has some sort of possession over you and it drives him crazy. he’d lean down and sloppily kiss you without letting up on his deep thrusts. he’d use his hand on your throat to hold you in place and make you take it. and when you whine into his mouth he’d smile against your lips and thrust just that much harder <3

[at-wicks-end]

in another life (you still would've turned my head) ; jw

vampire!john wick x reader fluff !! (lowkey a reincarnation au) ~2.5k words

notes: this fic is written for @treedaddymcpuffpuff for the keanuverse secret santa event hosted by @97keanu <333 i hope you like this!!! this is probably the longest thing i've written on this blog 😵‍💫 happy holidays🩷

John cares little for the snow. It’s not that he found it cumbersome or annoying; it’s just that when one has lived for as long as he has, shoveling the snow from the driveway becomes a little too tedious, even for one well-versed in tedious matters. Such was the nature of immortality—given enough time, even the most unique, spectacular experience becomes boring after a century. 

This task becomes herculean (or Sisyphean, John corrects himself) when said driveway was practically a third of the length of his entire estate, which was also in the middle of the woods. His eye twitches at the thought of the snow that would inevitably impede the driving of his beloved Mustang to the nearest town. With a heavy sigh, John casts one longing look at his car, as spotless and as pristine as the day he got it decades ago. He’ll wait for the winter to pass before he brings out his car for a drive. For now, he thinks reluctantly, he’ll walk. He has more than enough time anyway.

It doesn’t take long for him to get ready. All he does is put on his long coat and wrap a scarf around his neck before heading out. He has no need for it, but it’s easier to pretend to need it than to deal with the constant concerned looks from the townspeople as he walks around. It also helped him blend in with the rest of the people walking around, doing some last-minute gift shopping for loved ones at those ridiculously overpriced boutiques. John blows out the candles in the hallways as he walks to the foyer, running a mental checklist of the things he had to put out or turn off before leaving.

Dog—yes, Dog. Comments about his creativity are not welcome—approaches him with a wagging tail, the soft clicks of his claws on the hardwood floors reminding John that he had to trim them again soon. 

“Hello,” John says warmly, squatting down to pet Dog. “You can’t come with me tonight. I’ll be walking, and it’s too cold.”

Dog woofs once, as if to complain.  John chuckles to himself, ruffling his soft fur before straightening himself. “You’ll be fine. I’ve already fed you dinner, haven’t I? I’ll be back later.”

After one last brief round through the manor, John mildly regrets killing the last butler, if only so he had someone else to do the tedious tasks instead. But then again, the last butler turned out to be some vampire hunter wannabe who slipped silver oxide in his tea one night. That gave him quite the sore throat, John thinks bitterly, locking the doors behind him. The poor man was stupid enough to think that a little silver oxide would be able to take him down completely, and didn’t even bother to bring a weapon. Truthfully, it was a bit insulting.

John trudges through the snow, out of his estate and into the woods. It would take him half an hour to get to town, and by then it’ll be almost ten in the evening. The town and its warm lights strung through trees and lampposts will be winding down by then, shop lights shutting off one by one. All the better for him; the fewer humans around him, the safer it was. At almost three centuries of existence, John was already well-versed in resisting temptation, but it didn’t mean he was fond of placing himself in situations where he could potentially snap. 

Behind him, his manor fades into the darkness, looking abandoned and more dilapidated than it truly is. For a moment, John squints at one of the towers. Hm. he’ll have to take a look at the top window sometime soon; it looked to be on the verge of falling apart.

He walks through the forest in silence, with no other sound to accompany him other than the sound of crunching snow beneath his boots and the occasional birdsong. John allows his thoughts to wander, his mind flitting from events that had happened over a decade ago and wondering what he would do a week from now. The year was coming to an end, and Winston no doubt is itching to drag him to the Continental for the Winter Ball.

Yeah, right. John snorts. Invite a bunch of vampires to one place. Never ends well.

The previous year, the D’Antonio siblings caused quite a scene by bringing untrained, unmarked humans into the venue. The younger vamps could barely resist tearing the poor things apart. At the very least, it had provided enough entertainment for the rest of the evening, according to Koji, an old friend of his.

He should probably give him a call this Christmas if only to check in, John muses. And send over a gift for Akira. What does one give to a young vampling these days anyway?

He’s snapped from his reverie at the sound of grumbling. He freezes, straining his ears to understand what the voice is saying.

“...this is so stupid. Why the fuck did I think this was a good idea? God. I’m gonna get eaten by wolves…”

There are no wolves in the area, John can attest to that, but this human seemed lost. And most certainly not a local, if they were out in the woods at night. He purses his lips, turning his head from the direction of the voice to the general direction of the town. He should be close by now, and the blood dealer was likely there already. John could just leave the unknown voice there to fend for themselves and potentially freeze in the dark. 

But what the hell, he thinks. It’s Christmas. This can be his good deed of the year.

Before he can talk himself out of it, he takes a sharp turn to the right and makes his way to the voice. His eyesight meant that the dark of night wasn’t truly dark to him, but he supposes that to a human, this was close to pitch black. It doesn’t take long for him to spot a figure huddled by the root of a tree in the dark, angrily poking at what looked to be their phone. Humans and their smartphones, John sighs internally.

“Hello,” he says slowly, not wanting to scare them. “Are you lost?”

The human flinches, looking up at him with wide eyes. Moonlight shines on their face just so, and John swears his undead heart would be pounding if it still could.

Oh, he thinks, breathless. It’s you.

You really shouldn’t have come here, you think mournfully. Your roommate brought you along with her for the holidays, feeling bad that you were going to be left in the apartment by yourself. It seemed like a good idea at the time, until you got to her hometown and she promptly dropped you off at the local inn and said goodbye for the week. After asking around for fun activities to do (that had nothing to do with the holidays, thank you very much), one of the younger locals suggested geocaching, now that quite a handful of people were developing an interest in it too. He told you to download an app that should explain things better, and you spent the better part of the afternoon looking things up.

This is supposed to be your third spot to check out, but the signal got worse somewhere along the way, and now your phone is dead too. Just your fucking luck. Somewhere, someone must be actively praying for your downfall because what do you mean you’re now stuck in the middle of the woods at night? You groan, angrily poking at the black screen of your phone when a voice calls out to you. 

“Hello. Are you lost?”

It’s a true testament to your strength, your bravery, your iron will, that you did not shit yourself at the sound of the voice. You look up at the tall stranger with wide eyes, noting that holy shit this man is gorgeous and you probably look like you’ve been crawling through all sorts of nooks and crannies all afternoon. Which you have been. So. 

“Hi,” you squeak. Okay. He doesn’t seem like an ax murderer, judging by his nice clothing…? Every bit of information you learned in those true crime podcasts you listen to has flown out of your brain, leaving you looking up at the stranger with your mouth parted.

The tall, dark, and handsome stranger looks at you for a moment before offering you a hand. “The town is that way,” he gestures somewhere to the left. “I’m… John.”

You mumble your name, taking his hand in a daze. Of course, you would meet an absolute Adonis on the worst day of your life (an exaggeration). You try not to swoon at his firm grip, or how he easily pulls you upright without so much as a sharp exhale. Whew. This is a man, you think dreamily, nothing like those slimy finance bros back in the city. Perhaps it’s your turn for a Hallmark movie romance. You, the city slicker with a hatred for the holidays, and this man, the local who’ll teach you the true meaning of Christmas. 

He repeats your name quietly, nodding. “I’m headed to town. We can walk together, if you want.” 

“I’d like that,” you respond, feeling breathless all of a sudden. Get ahold of yourself, you think desperately. You can’t fold for the first hot man that you see in the woods!

Your dreams of a budding romance, are crushed, however, when no further words are exchanged. Stealing glances at John’s (very handsome) side profile does nothing for your flushed cheeks, and his shy smile whenever he catches you staring makes you melt internally. The distant lights of the town coming into view make your heart sink. 

He appears to take pity for your plight and breaks the silence first. “Are you only visiting here?”

“Yeah,” you reply quickly. Too quickly. You swallow thickly, trying to play off your embarrassment. “I mean, yeah, My roommate just brought me along, so…”

“I see.” He nods. “How are you liking this place so far?”

“It’s like a Christmas village,” you say with disdain. The corners of John’s lips quirk up.

“I’m hearing some distaste in your tone.” He notes, amusement in his voice.

You scrunch your nose. “I don’t like Christmas.”

“Oh?”

“I just don’t like it,” you shrug. “You?”

John pauses, thinking for a moment. “I don’t mind it. I don’t think too much of it.”

“Pretty hard to do when it’s so… in your face,” you quip. 

“I’m good at focusing on what truly matters,” he says coolly, his gaze suddenly serious. Your cheeks feel hot again. 

“Oh. That’s nice.” You mumble, looking away, feeling strangely flustered. Are all handsome men just way too intense for their own good? “Are you a, uh, local?”

“Yeah,” he confirms, tilting his head towards you with a small smirk. “A local of the Christmas village.”

“It’s not a bad thing!” You laugh, caught off guard by his sudden teasing. “It’s just not for me, I’m sorry!”

He laughs with you, his deep voice almost melting into the cold winter breeze. Something inside you feels warm at the sight of his smile, and it’s not just because you think this man is hot. He doesn’t feel like a stranger, you think curiously. He feels strangely familiar, as if you’ve known the sound of his laughter for years. There’s a voice in the back of your mind that’s begging you to take his hand, to savor the warmth of his skin against yours and⁠—

“We’re almost there,” he states, looking straight ahead.

Oh. Right.

“Thanks,” you say softly, looking at him. “For helping me back there.”

John only shrugs, his features warmed by the light from the lamppost just straight ahead. “I have a knack for helping strays.” He smiles as if joking. “And I think you’ll find that you have a knack for being in the right place at the right time.”

“Oh?” You raise an eyebrow. “‘Cause I met you, is that it?”

He gives you that smile again, as if he knows something you don’t. As if you should know what he’s talking about too. It should unnerve you, but it doesn’t. “Something like that.” 

The two of you eventually stop walking just in front of the stall selling mulled wine. “Well, this is me,” you say reluctantly. As charmed as you are by this man, you’ve retained enough of your common sense to not reveal just where exactly you’re staying for now. (If he wants to come up to your room for  a late night something, well… maybe you’re not totally against the idea.) “I’m gonna go walk around before I turn in for the night. You?”

“I’m meeting an acquaintance,” he replies, putting his hands in his pockets. Strange. He isn’t wearing gloves. 

“Good night, John.” You smile, reluctant to leave his side for some godforsaken reason. “I’ll see you around?”

“You will see me around the Christmas village, yes,” he replies, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Good night, solnishko.”

Little sun. 

How do you know that?

You wave goodbye, dazed, watching as he disappears into the crowd. Your chest aches at the sight of him leaving, but you ignore it, deciding it’s time to turn in for the night after all. It’s been a long day of gallivanting, and getting lost in the woods did no favors for your poor feet. Sighing softly, you imagine the relief of finally taking off these godforsaken boots and warming up by the fire. You’re gonna sleep so good tonight.

Giving one last longing look in the direction John went, you can’t help but wonder if you’ll ever see him again. It’s just because he’s hot, you tell yourself. Yes, that’s just it. Nothing to do with how his voice makes your stomach do somersaults. 

(You will see him again, one way or another. Like John said, you have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, even when you don’t remember him. John only allowed the night to slip from his grasp knowing that the universe will inevitably bring you back to him, as it has many times before.)

(As it will continue to do so, for as long as your soul remembers him even when your mind does not. For now, John is determined to make you fall in love with him all over again until you have to leave.) 

John watches you walk to the local inn from afar, hidden in the shadows. So you hate Christmas this time, he chuckles to himself. That’s alright. So long as you still like him, he can make it work.

He’ll make it work.

post-fic yap: there we go!! i have never actually experienced snow in my life so i'm sorry if it's not super accurate :')) i really wanted to add some more stuff but my health has been in the dumps so i just did my best🥲 again, happy holidays! i hope i did your prompt justice🥹

[justaaveragereader]

Hihi!! First of all I love your writings and I've been meaning to ask for a long time teehee 🤭 It doesn't have to be long or a full fic but could I request a friends to lovers san smut where hes your best friend and gets jealous of you talking to this one guy constantly so one day while you're calling that guy he fucks you while youre on the phone 👀👀👀 sorry if its so specific djdjsjd thank you <33

Hello🖤! First off thank you for loving my work I love you. I’m so sorry it took me so long to get to this, but I’m here now, and hopefully don’t disappoint! Friends to lovers?!? Ooooweeee this was my first time, and I wanted to make this shorter but once again I couldn’t help myself😵‍💫this was such an amazing request how could I have shortened it😭?! Also never apologize about being specific, I LOVE when requests are specific it gives me a clear direction to head in!

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Sharing Isn’t Caring

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: Dom!San, Sub!Reader, Oral (Lotssss Of Pussy Eating), Possessiveness, Jealousy, Humiliation, San Is Down Bad For The Reader, If I Missed Anything…👀Lemme Know

✍️Masterlist✍️

“Idk why you even talk to that guy, he's a complete tool.”

“If he’s a tool what does that make you Sannie?”

Cutting your eyes to your childhood best friend. Whose eyes you swore almost popped out of his skull. You guys were constantly together, both of your friend groups had joked that you were last lovers in each lifetime. You’d be lying if you said that you stopped looking at San as a “best friend” a while ago, but you didn’t want to tread that murky water.

“Wh-What does that make me?! It makes me a guy who's looking out for his bestfriends best interest! I don’t trust this guy, you saw how he looked at me last time I brought you lunch?!?”

Letting out a huff, you finish zipping up your backpack. Cramming as many books in there as you can fit because this “tool of a guy” San was having a heart attack about was your lab partner.

“San, you slammed the bag down on the table, startling the poor guy. Then you decided to enjoy the scenery.”

“It was a nice area, I was enjoying the environment!”

“Choi San, we were in the library! It was 1:00pm on a Tuesday, everyone was in class or at work. There was nothing to see. Not to mention you sat right in between me and him!”

Smacking his lips, he kicks his foot slightly, you can see his blush creeping upon his neck, his eyes shooting down to the floor muttering not so quietly how he was just enjoying the view, and how the middle seat had the best view.

“San there was no middle seat, you literally dragged a chair in between me and him, I watched you pick up his chair and move the man down the table.”

Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you walk up to San, putting your finger under his chin lifting his head so he locks eyes with you. He swore he could see his future play out in your eyes, maybe he was hallucinating, maybe he was a love struck idiot but he felt it, you were his person, you are his person.

“He’s just my lab partner, okay? Nothing more, nothing less.”

The redness from his neck traveled to his ears, lightly dusting his cheeks as well. He was so in love with you. Your face crinkled as you smiled at him, but the way you asserted yourself in one simple sentence just sent him over the edge. He could feel his heart pop like confetti, he also felt his cock come to life.

Squishing his cheeks in between your hands, flashing him a smile once more, turning on your heels towards his front door. You were big on being on time, entertaining Sans shenanigans you were always late. His body moves like it’s on autopilot, walking quickly towards your fleeing figure. Just as you open the door his hand comes up to close it. You can feel his heavy breath on the back of your head.

“San what are you doing?” You whine out, turning around to poke his chest. As your eyes shoot to him you see that look in his eyes, that look he’s given you many times. The same look he gives when you talk to a man too long for his liking.

“I really don’t want you han-.”

“Hold that thought, San!” Picking up your phone, you slide your thumb across the screen. His body puffs up, in an aggressive like manner, this lab partner was crossing too many boundaries with his person. It's almost like he’s underwater, seeing you smile, seeing you laugh at another man that isn’t him. You look at him with a face of confusion, eyebrows drawn up.

Biting his lip, you watch as his eyes darken. He’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen. The light that’s behind them dies, and fills with hunger, with ache, with possession. His hand comes to grip your hip, shoving you against the door. His body towers over yours, his chest crushes against yours. Putting the phone to the side, he can hear your lab partner continuing to talk. The chipper tone in his voice pisses him off even further.

“What are you doing?” You whisper/whimper, his knee coming up into between your thighs resting against your clothed cunt. You choke up at his sudden actions, everything feels like it’s happening so fast. His predatory gaze knocks the wind out of you.

“I’m not really too big on sharing, especially when it comes to you.” He whispers quietly into your ear, his warm breath sends a shiver down your spine. His cologne clouds your senses. Your cunt clenches around nothing, you have never wanted San more than you want him now.

“Y/n Y/n! Did you hear me?” Your lab partner's voice knocks some sense back into you. It feels like your tongue is knotted in your mouth, you feel his fingertips start to brush against your lower stomach, exploring the soft like skin.

“Well aren’t you going to answer him baby.” He whispers into your ear once more, giving your love a soft kiss. His smooth, cool lips on your heated skin is enough to have you driving yourself up the wall. You let out a quiet whimper, your hand dripping, practically letting the phone slip through your hands but San is quick enough to grip your wrist, making sure you don’t drop your phone.

“I’m-I’m he-RE!” You shout at the last part feeling San hike your body up even extra on his knee. Your clit rubbing against the fabric of your pants.

“Are you alright?” Your lab partner says through a laugh, continuing on about your guys' shared project. Sans kisses slowly turn into soft love bites, nipping at your skin leaving small welts behind. He was going to show everyone you were his. He was tired of this song and dance. He was going to take you, all of you.

Undoing the button on your pants, your eyes watch his every move, while he watches every move of yours. His glance is nothing short of wolfish, while your glance is nothing short of prey like.

“I’m going to take what’s mine, do you understand me?” You grunts into your ear. Rutting his hips against yours, you can feel the pulsation from his cock, mouth instantaneously starts to water. He was so much bigger than you imagined. Those late mates staying awake, riding your fingers to completion, curious as to how San would pleasure you, how he would fill you. Nodding your head thoughtlessly your eyes drop down to where his bulge is. Letting out a pathetic whimper you go to grab his hard on that’s straining against his sweats.

Your hand grips your phone muttering “mhms” and fake laughs to let your lab partner know you are still present, which irks San even more. Your attention is supposed to be on him fully.

Hiking your pants down to your ankles he helps you step out of them, kneeling down to help you, when he looks up, catching an eye full of your soaked panties practically calling his name. Your eyes flutter at the way he hawks down your clothed cunt.

Two fingers come up to grab the fabric, pulling it down slowly, as your cunt comes into sight he lets out a groan, not even hesitating he dives face first into your cunt. Causing you to let out a startled moan. His tongue instantly wraps around your clit giving it a good couple sucks before his hands travel up the back of your thighs, hiking one of over his shoulder, while both of his hands come to the back of both thighs prying them open even further to get more of his face into your cunt. He’s practically making out with your pussy, the wet slurping noises of him sucking down your clit, while his hands jiggle your thighs, giving them a light smack, causing your body to jerk in his hold.

His tongue explores more of you, moving down to your sopping hole, as soon as he sticks his tongue in your pussy let’s put a squelching noise. Which sounds like music to Sans ears. As he tongue dives further into you, his nose bumps against your clit. Your body almost caves over from the stimulation. His hand shoots up to your figure pushing you up right against the door. Surely all his neighbors heard what he was doing to you, surely your lab partner knew by now what was happening to you. Thrashing his head around so your clit gets bumped back and forth you drop your phone on the ground, San can hear your lab partners calls to you, asking if you are okay, yet you are so high on San the only thing you can make out is the way he’s feasting on your cunt. Sticking his tongue out, he rubs it all over your cunt making sure not to miss a spot, your cries fill the room.

“This pussy is so good, you've been giving my pussy away, huh? Answer me princess.” He groans, while continuing to slurp up your cunt.

“N-no! No!” You whimper out, back arching off of the front door.

Smacking the back of your thigh, he jiggles the meat of them once more, pulling his face back. Chest heaving up and down, he looks up at you, that playful glint in his eyes. He places a kiss right above your cunt, leading all the way up to your belly button. Small welts are left along the way. Spreading your thighs once more so there is a huge gap.

“You've been giving this pussy, my pussy to your lab partner?”

His face dives in the gap between your legs, letting the back of your thighs go so his face is fully engulfed in between you. Your cries ring out even louder in the room.

“No! I would never!” You cry out, you keep chanting to San how it’s his, and only his. Those words alone fuel his need for possession. Stretching his arm he picks up your dropped phone, noticing the call is still active, rolling his eyes at this guys pathetic ass. He shoves the phone towards you. Pulling his face from in between thighs. Your arousal is just dripping off his face, slapping against the floorboards beneath his kneeling figure.

“Tell him.” He says licking his lips, making sure to not let any of your juices go to waste. Grabbing the phone with shaky hands. Your body floods with embarrassment, yet the way San sees your pussy flutter around nothing he knows you're just as turned on as he is.

“Tell him who you belong to.”

Clearing your throat, your body heats with embarrassment. Your eyes never leave Sans watching as he gets a mouthful of cunt again. Making you stutter in your greeting to your lab partner.

“H-Hi.”

He slaps the back of your thighs harshly, sure to leave a small mark. Your eyes focus into San more who has his eyes closed while he tongues you up and down. He truly looks like he’s making out with someone, his eyes shut in pure bliss while his body is relaxed, hands roaming all over you.

“I belong to Choi San.” You quickly squeak out, not wanting this conversation with your lab partner to go on any further. Signifying that this partnership would not travel further than on school grounds.

“Tell him what I’m doing to you too.” He groans from your pussy, the bass of his voice vibrating all over making your toes curl. Letting out a whine you look at San silently pleading to hang up on your lab partner.

“Hes….hes eating my pussy…and he’s eating it real good” voice practically breathless.

“Now tell him you guys will not be friends. So he can get that out of his head.”

“We..we won’t be friends…” you say through a whimper, your dignity and pride was in hell right now.

“Lemme see the phone.” Shoving the phone to San you lay your head back against the door, his fingers coming up to rub small, slow circles around your pulsating clit.”

“You should see how I’m devouring her pretty pussy. It’s such a sight, she’s responsive too. One small flick to her clit and her eyes swell with tears. Probably wish this was you huh? Knuckle deep in her pussy, tongue fucking her, watching her come undone in your mouth.”

San hears shuffling on the other side of the phone, he knows your lab partner is still there.

“I know all about you, and the thing is I really don’t like sharing. Especially when it comes to her. So I think you should find a new partner, because if I catch you staring at my girl again. I’m going to bend her over the nearest surface and fuck her til she can’t even recognize you anymore.”

“I’ll fuck her so long and good, only thing she will be able to mutter is my name. So ima ask you do we have a clear understanding?

The lab partner hesitates to answer, both out of fear and horniness. How could he not be turned on by what he just heard, but he’s heard the stories about Choi San, and he’s not someone who you wanna cross.

Letting out a pathetic yes, he hurries and hangs up the phone. A cheshire cat-like smile crosses his face, pulling his fingers out of you, he stares up at your figure. Eyes shooting down to meet his own.

“No where was I?” He asks rhetorically before spreading your thighs once more.

DO NOT REPOST.

[chans5oive]

Video games 🎮

Felix x reader

Genre: fluff!

warnings: some pet names but nothing rlly!

word count: 597

summary: felix and that damn apex 😒

a/n: got the prompt from the headcannon “sitting in skz lap” by @chocotonez so go read rn 🔫😠

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24/7 felix when felix wasn’t being an idol or yk having a social life he was on some kind of video game. Of course he wasn’t on it all the time. He was off it when spending time with you! However sometimes he was on it when spending time with you. If you asked him to he would always switch it off and actually socialise with you! But who are you to ask him to switch it off when he looks so cute playing his games.

It was late so naturally you expected everyone in the Straykids dorm to be asleep. However when you knocked on the door and saw a very cheerful Chan open the door you were surprised. “Do ever sleep” you joked. Chan laughed and shaked his head stepping aside to let you in. “Just so you know felix has not gotten of off his PC all day.” Chan informed you. “Even to shower!” Seungmin added to which you cringed and laughed. You headed your way to Felix’s room. You knew the way all to well after visiting the dorms at what felt like 100 times. You knocked loudly. When you heard no reply you ever so slowly peered your way round the door. It was very very dark. The only light was the game and Felix’s PC softly illuminating his features. Debating whether you should actually go say hi or sit on his bed and wait how long it takes hin to notice your there, you walk up behind him softly and quickly tap his shoulder shouting “BOO.” To which he audibly and psychically jumped out of his seat. You a very sad sounding noise coming from his PC you looked and saw a sign saying “game over.” “Heyy!” Felix whines. After he sees its you he calmed down and chuckled snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you in for a hug. You kiss his cheek. He then quickly kisses your lips before muttering “Lemme just finish this level real quick.” He then slide his headphones back on and pulled his attention to his screen and started another round. You sighed in annoyance and plonked yourself on his bed.

After he died for the 103737 time, he mutterd some form of Australian profanity and swivelled his chair around to face you. “Bored love” he askeds tilting his head. You nod with a very heavy pout. He pats his thighs with a cartoonic smile :]. You almost scramble out off his bed and run up to, practically leaping into his lap. You let out a comical oof, felix soon copies the oof because as felix sees…felix does. You look at him and peck his face a few times before wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face in his shoulder. He then loosely wrapped his arms around you neck before continuing his game. It all felt so familiar; his smell, his touch even the little cusses he let out at games, you felt so comforted. You let out a content sigh and closed your eyes. During matches he lightly dragged his arms up and down you back causing you to giggle and the tickling sensation. He might even trace shapes and get you to guess them causing you to squirm as his always manages to go over your pressure points.

After even felix him self gets to bored! (Or rage quits.) He softly kisses you ear and whispers. “are you still awake? Would you like to cuddle? Or are you comfy here.” To which you always take his offer for cuddles.

A/n: listening to Daniel Caesar whilst writing definitely has an effect on me 😵‍💫

Taglist: @mazeinthemiroh@jisungsdaydreamer @fantasy2wonderland@anyamaris@chocotonez@linocvp1d

[riddlesmoon]

liyue bots. xingqiu and chongyun are adventurers aides, though xingqiu's flowery sense of justice makes some inspired people have him be a writers aide. unfortunately, he was not meant for that, so his handwriting is basically illegible. chongyuns yang supposedly scares monsters away, but its something similar to bennetts hypervigilance where it like sets off some kind of signal to the hilichurl bots that keeps them away? he'll lament that oh, i never get to fight any demons! but all his owners are like its okay u kept me safe :)

ningguang is like some sort of supercomputer that helps manage liyues affairs. theres versions of her made for business owner, but the qixing has the most extensive model. keqing is the more active manager, helping with organisation, patrols, management that isnt just the economy.

ganyu and xiao are limited edition military bots, but ganyu, by her nature, can also be very good at paperwork, and so the qixing get one. everyone loves her because she actually doesnt need to sleep (ok she needs to recharge). xiao was commissioned by the qixing to guard the wangshu inn's area, though people could pay a high price to get their own if they want their own bodyguards... but he was not made to guard people personally so hes not... a very personable person.

shenhe would be teased in chongyuns voicelines and end up a solo guard for junyun karst. the polar opposite of chongyun, she is not meant to keep monsters away but rather to attract them. big warning for purchasers—she packs a heavy punch, but your expedition will probably not be peaceful at all.

yelan is a private model commissioned by the qixing and was never slated for public release. people generally dont know about her or assume shes human when they see her, though rumours start to circulate after the chasm opens up again...

hu tao is commissioned by wangsheng funeral parlor, and is given a rather lighthearted personality to keep workers from getting too depressed about being surrounded by death. though she can be serious when she needs to be, of course.

zhongli... another one made off the prototype archons series, he no longer has the profile of a powerful god, but is just a simple assistant at wangsheng :) tbh wangsheng did Not commission him, but they did not say no to him choosing to join them. he is built to just be... like a walking encyclopedia, but his whims take him where they want and that ended up being the funeral home. well, for his alpha build. you can take yours anywhere you want, but he still has leftover voicelines that allude to funeral rites... but whether thats from wangsheng!zhongli or morax!zhongli... who knows?

xiangling is a chefs aide. yun jin and xinyan are entertainers. what else to say about them.

beidou is a waterproof android to help sailors! she boasts killing the legendary haishan (which is debatable if this au doesnt actually have supernatural creatures) but she *is* a good fighter, so whos to complain? and also a good drinker. sailors love that

(kazuha bots go with the wind, so there *is* one alongside the crux's beidou. but we're getting to inazuma so ill save that for another post 😵‍💫

i simply think it is so fun to imagine a world where a company makes a bunch of androids to assist people and provide companionship so they give the androids stories and release them in certain themes or lines and those androids are the genshin characters. credit to @yandere-daydreams for the idea. i love it so much. yes we all want x character to be our boyfriend or girlfriend and we have sex with them yes but i think its fun to imagine their roles when theyre not being yandere...

also the read more is very long i just went off about my ideas for most of the mondstadt characters. nothing wrong with me

if this is set in teyvats world imagine amber being like a gliding instructor in mondstadt. good engineer too, maybe the first bot that can fix other bots/have intricate knowledge of them (because she made baron bunny).

for human injuries theres barbara and jean, but with different temperaments for different patients. or if we're still set in teyvat, then jean (and the rest of the favonius knights characters) are actually android assistants to the actual human knights. basically the androids replace vision holders??

but yeah kaeya would also be a knight assistant, noelles story is she trains super hard but still isnt a knight (because shes made to help actual trainees!). lisa of course manages the library. yeah sorry thats it. makes tea

and i had the idea (this is all stolen from my own twitter thread from *checks* last year? anyway) that they would tease the release of bots like diluc, rosaria and razor through voicelines from kaeya, barbara and lisa. really like the idea of razor originally being some sort of surveillance android for wolvendom/integrating with them in some way for research and sort of became a guide for people who get lost in wolvendom.

diona and diluc are two different types of bartenders, one is good against people who cant say no to a cute (angry) kitty and the others... are those require some intimidation.

VENTI. god, i think itd be cool if they had prototype models for the seven archons and actual venti bots now definitely play into the "broke bard who plays for alcohol" thing. but of course anyone with eyes knows that his original model was the barbatos android.

oh!! and bennett and fischl being adventurers buddies. bennett is "unlucky" but hes actually like, wired to be hypervigilant and take hits for you while he shrugs it off. and fischl comes with oz if you need some chuuni speech translated, but you can disable that if you want to go full rp with her.

*looks at my thread* oh yeah "Albedo is made for the alchemists in the Knights, and he was meant to be released with Klee, but there was a delay because his ai kept experimenting on its own copies (Flowerfell Albedo?)" ngl i didnt play the albedo event and never bothered to watch a video so i dont know the full extent of his lore here. oh right and i added "sucrose is made to keep an eye on him in the labs" lmao

klee is. i suppose made for the knights. a cute energetic girl to keep morale up, whos fireproof and thus able to scout dangerous areas/bomb them if you so wish.

oh yeah i wrote that the church was not happy about the rosaria bots being made so they relegated her to guarding dragonspine against foolish adventurers. as to why she keeps appearing in bars, well, uh. No comment — Celestia Inc.

the lawrence clan wanted in on this business and sponsored a representative of their family, but mondstadts opinion of them is less than friendly, so the knights compromise and make eula, a lawrence knight.

whew okay for some reason i was able to churn out a lot for mondstadt and then everyone else i was like uh yeah. they exist and do things similar to what they do in game like xiangling being a cook's aide. yep. idk why the mondstadt worldbuilding gripped me so hard like that.

also my last thought is that maybe the hilichurls are just the verryyy alpha version of their bots, the khaenri'ah line (i think daydream mentioned this) and maybe just broke down and went rogue/abandoned. so now they make better bots to fight them and keep people safe. go figure. earns them a ton of cash though. lol imagine if getting them was a lottery too....

[tojisun]

okay but toji calling you “kid/kiddo” bc of the age and size difference between you two 😮‍💨

ive read a few fics where he does this and its the hottest thing ever 😵‍💫

YES! i always go feral whenever i see fics of toji just casually dropping "kid." like? the visuals are so strong, i cantt. and ur so right! it perfectly encapsulates the age and size difference between you two 💞💕💖💓💗💕

that said, my brain went brr and i sped through these little snippets of toji calling you "kid." hope u like it bb <33333

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Sleepy mornings:

You pad downstairs, rubbing your eye with your fist, trying to rouse from the sleepiness. It’s not even that early anymore, and yet you still feel so exhausted, trudging about until you reach the kitchen. You beeline towards the already-filled coffee pot, mumbling a quick good morning to the familiar silhouette in the kitchen who is watching you stumble about with vague amusement.

He huffs a fond laugh when you bumped into the counter, and it makes you smile a bit even as you grumble in pain.

With shaky fingers, you reach for the coffee pot only to have it snatched away by Toji. You turn to him, a look of betrayal overcoming your sleepy features.

“Wha? Toji, whu?” You ask, words slurring, eyes still squinted in exhaustion. You can barely see Toji’s face but going by the fact that he’s taken your coffee, he’s either frowning or grinning. Maybe even a bit of both.

“Nah, kid, no coffee today,” Toji replies, placing the pot on the counter behind him. “How about we just sleep in again?”

That makes you perk up, a small smile replacing your pout. “Mkay,” you say before walking out of the kitchen and climbing up the stairs to your shared room. Toji hovers behind you, watching over your fumbling steps, your feet slowly shuffling about until it misses the landing. Toji curses before completely snatching you up and carrying you.

“Careful,” he whispers, worried face peering down at you. “You coulda been hurt.” You blink, feeling more awake as your heart thuds loudly in your chest, awareness slamming in you the moment you lost your balance and ended up in Toji’s arms.

“M’sorry,” you whisper, voice quiet. Then, you smile. “But thanks, hero.”

You clamp down on a squeal at the sight of tan skin blossoming into a flush.

“Whatever,” Toji grumbles, shyly looking away. But with the way his ears and neck flush, staining his skin redder, nothing was able to wipe away the fondness in your eyes.

. . . . . . . . .

Worries:

Toji shifts to stand in front of you, pulling at your wrist until you are fully hidden by his back. There’s a tense silence between the two of them, and despite the comfort that Toji brought with him, you still tremble in fear, skin cold as dread continues to spread through the webs of your veins.

“Whatever,” the thug finally grouches after the heavy stare-down. Toji huffs, fist still tight around your wrist. He doesn’t move until the echoing footsteps fade into silence, completely leaving you in the comfort of Toji.

You do not even notice your erratic breathing or the way tears trickled from the corner of your eyes, focused on nothing but the warmth of Toji’s hand. But you feel him let go and a whine bubbles from your throat, locked knees buckling as you pitch forward to chase him.

“C’mere,” Toji whispers, gentle as he pulls you in his embrace. You fumble with your steps, before collapsing on his chest, head ducking underneath his chin. Your eyes flutter when you feel his warm palm rubbing soothing circles on your back, careful as they slide down your spine as if chasing away the thug’s awful touch.

Toji presses a kiss on the crown of your head. He says, “You’re safe now, kid,” his voice still quiet and tender. “I promise you that.”

And you believe him completely.

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Subsequently, its sibling, “brat”:

You squeak, ducking to the other side of the table as Toji rounds towards the opposite where you were just hovering at. He’s dripping wet, having been doused with soda after you sat on his lap, popped open a can which proceeded to explode on his face.

“It was an accident, Toji-san, I swear!” You say, jolting away when Toji almost got too close.

“No it wasn’t,” Toji responds, hissing and eyes narrowing in accusation. “I saw you shake the damn can.”

You gasp dramatically, pressing your palm flat on your chest. “I did no such thing!”

Toji rolls his eyes but his scarred lips quirk in a small smile, eyes sparkling in amusement. Your heart flutters in your chest, feeling giddy.

A blink and then Toji is swooping you off your feet, hoisting you over his shoulder like a sack of rice. You squeal, legs thrashing and accidentally kicking Toji’s stomach. A grunt escapes his lips and you start, stilling, your bottom lip trapped in between your teeth as you cringed in guilt.

“Caught you, you brat,” Toji says, voice still winded.

“Sorryyy,” you reply even though you can only see his toned back, your voice drawling out and not really sounding apologetic. He smacks your ass in response.

“Toji-san!”

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[milquetoast-on-acid]

Hi, how are you? I think that Jopper is the most beautiful relationship in ST, and Season 4 Jopper reunion/interaction/kisses are just perfect, even better than I imagined. Which kiss do you like more? The first one or the second one?

Hi anon! I'm doing ok. Currently on break at work. 😵‍💫How are you doing? Ps- sorry this took so long to get out. I was really chewing on the answer. Love this ask. 🤗

I definitely 100% agree with you. I am not much into the kid romances. Mostly because I don't think a lot of them can really act a very believable romance and I genuinely gravitate to the older actors on a given show. Season 4 does have its issues but their storyline was pretty amazing imo. I only have small nitpicks about it, but you can really tell that the reunion scene was very important to both of the actors and they really pull it off!

There aren't many actors that can pull off a scene like that with absolutely zero dialogue and project every emotion the characters are experiencing in that moment. 🥹

The thing that I really love about that relationship is that this is two middle aged people. With a romance that's based on friendship that's also allowed to be sexy. That's really rare and I appreciate what the ship has become. Sex and being sexy doesn't stop at 30.

What kiss do I prefer? 🤔 I love both of them for different reasons. I love the tenderness and reassurance in the second one and I love the passion of the first one. I think I'll have to say the first one is my favorite.

I love how shy they are around each other. Both of them want the other so badly but aren't really sure what the best approach would be. It's so funny because Joyce just dropped everything to go save him including walking into a Russian gulag. And Hopper endured torture and death to keep her safe. 🥹 Here they are the first chance they are alone to finally change the nature of their relationship and admit the depth of their feelings but they are just tip toeing around each other.

I love how both of them keep checking out the other one while they are undressing. How sad Joyce looks when she sees the scars on his back and facing the reality of what he went through. The journey her face makes when she realizes he was just dreaming about food.

I love the parallels to Joyce's make out scene with Bob and how it differs. Listen. I love Bob! I love her relationship with Bob. He's such a sweethearted man who he loved her so much and was so good to her kids. But it's clear there's a fire that burns between her and Hopper that just doesn't exist between her and Bob.

Bob was the one to drive that makeout scene. They are knocking into stuff and when they bump into the wall he puts his hand out to protect her from getting hurt. There's this sweet gentleness to the scene even though it's a heavy makeout.

Here we have Joyce driving the scene. She's the one to approach hopper, the one to bring up their date and to push him into talking about what sort of after dinner dessert they were going to have. She's the one to push him against the wall.

I love how 🔥 it is. They get really into it. She's clawing at his shoulder and he's biting her lip. They definitely 100% were going to bang in there. It was going to be hot, they were going to leave all sorts of masks on the other and they were going to be loud. the fact that neither of them cared that they were on the run from the KGB, that they were covered in shit, that Murray, Dimitri and Yuri were right outside. None of that mattered right then and there and I love that for them so much. They'd held out for so long and I just love how explosive it is between them.

Anyway I love that they are allowed to be passionate and tender. Hot, sexy and soulmatey.

[stormblessed95]

Hi! Do you have a compilation of the moments Jungkook calls Jimin just 'Jimin' with no honorifics at all? Those moments were as LOUD for me as GCF is,but I cannot remember any specific ones except for the latest Bangtan Bomb. I'm like,the same JK who insists on keeping boundaries with everyone actually said 'Jimin'(like they dropped the need for that 'hyung' a long time ago,between themselves)? In front of my salad??

Hello! I talked about honorifics and JKs lack of them with Jimin especially here:

As for a few more moments where he drops honorifics with Jimin, that could be here when fans spotted them on their toyko trip:

^ Gogo is currently working on a thread of things that Jimin and JK did together in Japan through the years and what fans said about it or heard from them when they were spotted there. I bet there will be lots of drops in formal speech there, here are 2 examples.

Some more examples, dangshin is either very informal or very formal depending on which way you use it. JK used it informally. Dangshin is technically a sweeter way to say You.

Jokingly putting them into a Kdrama and calling Jimin baby (not a few nickname for each other)

Winter package 2021:

The new bangtan bomb and the editors who added subtitles added honorifics for JK even though he didn't use them lol

Their Gimbap vlive had JK dropping honorifics with Jimin and JM telling him to call him "gentleman" or "his highness" instead:

So many clips from memories. Black Swan had a lot of dropping of honorifics as well as flirting WITH an overuse of honorifics or with JIMIN addressing JK with honorifics. Or when he scolds Jimin without honorifics, you can find recent clips in memories and order ones:

When he self cam directs and talks to Jimin, half the time it's with a lack of honorifics like when he was waking him up here or that one when he called him on the plane:

Technically the editors on this one, but it makes me SOFT so I'm adding it:

During RUN and JM calling him out on his drop of honorifics in Satori:

Here is just a nice compilation video someone made on Twitter of them not using honorifics with each other:

Some more black swan....

My personal favorite over the top use of banmal and the heavy flirting tone with tone and language, to the point where Jin felt the need to intervene lol

It's literally a constant with them, it happens all the time. There are a million more examples of all this out there too. Lol

Thanks for the ask!