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enhastolemyheart · 9 months ago

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enha + boyfriend moments ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

pairing non idol!enha x fem!reader warnings none genre fluff est. relationship nets @k-films @kflixnet

a/n I wanted to try something different this time. sorry i went mia for so long :(( i decided to do something for all of enha boys and i hope u enjoy!! also i totally forgot abt jungwon's allergies while writing his part so less jus pretend he is not allergic to cats :((

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LEE HEESEUNG ツ

i feel like heeseung would always and i mean ALWAYS trap you between himself and whatever other object is there near you. I honestly feel he loves to see you flustered and ears all burning red just from a mere touch as he very smoothly traps you between his arms, nowhere to escape. like, the look on your face is such a ego booster and this little "moment" has to happen at least once a day. It is just a heeseung coded move and it gets you worked up every single time.

"hee, I just had to go get groceries real quick, can you let me go?" You try to excuse yourself from his hold as you were trapped between the counter and his arms. "no baby," he bends to meet your eye level, "you left without giving me a kiss." he moves in so close you think you'll combust. "cmon baby, make it up to me."

more under the cut!

PARK JONGSEONG ツ

we all know Jay's love language is acts of service and maybe even gift giving. cmon, its obvious that jay is the kind of person to always buckle your seatbelt for you, open any kind of door for you, cook meals that remind you of your culture and hometown, likee he is literally the sweetest boyfriend ever. he's perfect. he is also the type to always have a belonging of your in his bag whenever you both are outside. like that is so jay coded.

your day started with a quick breakfast at a cafe, and then your extravaganza at the amusement park. You and jay went through it all, the amazing food, the thrilling rides. he even held your hand the whole through the roller coaster to help you conquer your fear. he was there every step of the way and you both had so much fun. the sun had started setting and so you both get seated at a highly reviewed restaurant in the park for dinner. Just as the food came, you wanted to tie your hair up, feeling scorching due the humid air and all that walking you did. noticing you were having trouble finding your tie, Jay casually puts his wrist closer to you where a hair tie was sitting. "here, i kept an extra."

SIM JAEYUN ツ

jake is definitely the type of boyfriend to take you out on night drives. windows rolled down, music blasting in the air, one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with yours. you couldn't have spent your night with jake in any other way. he loves you with all his heart and i feel like one way of showing it is through songs, so what's better than listening to playlist he made for when he thought of you, while riding around the city at its most quiet hour?

"baby, i just added some new songs to the playlist." he confesses, giving your knuckles a sweet kiss before bringing it back onto your lap. "yeah? lemme hear it jakey." he giggles as he presses play "i love you, my girl." he looks at you the whole time you were listening, together on a blanket as you indulge the beautiful night sky.

PARK SUNGHOON ツ

one thing that sunghoon loves but doesn't want to admit is waking up in your arms. quite literally, he loves falling asleep on your chest with your hand massaging his back and hair. ugh, he'd just melt to sleep then and there itself. don't get him wrong, he absolutely loves seeing you under his arms first thing in the morning. but, something about being in your embrace where he can be vulnerable and himself is just far much better. he absolutely love your sweet and hoarse voice as you greet him a good morning and then proceed to pepper his precious face with kisses to start of the day right. he feel so much better with you and your presence.

the little kisses being left on the top of sunghoon's hair wakes him up. he looks up at you from his place, hair all strewn, arms wrapped around your midriff while head tucked inside the crook of your neck. you giggle softly at his sleepy smile before running a hand through his hair, "good morning, sleeping beauty." he huff as you see the evident pink on his cheeks. "good morning" comes out muffles due to how close his mouth is to your skin, placing gentle kisses and squeezing your waist. he looks up at you through his eyelashes, giving you a full, sweet good morning kiss and murmuring that he wants to stay five more minutes in bed.

KIM SUNOO ツ

this is such a sunoo coded thing. but, he absolutely LOVES doing masks and manicures with you. like, imagine just sitting on your bed, face masks on and gossiping about anything and everything while painting each others' nails. sunoo is the type of boyfriend in whom you'll find a best friend. like, he is always the first you would go to share news and stuff and vice versa.

"and so because of niki, we got the rest of the day off!" sunoo exclaimed finishing the mini story of a recently occurred event. you couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the story. minutes pass, and now he is painting your nails this time, both of you rocking a baby pink color. you both end up binging 2000s rom-coms before dozing off sleeping soundly in each others' arms.

YANG JUNGWON ツ

ugh. jungwon is such a soft boyfie. he is always by your side helping/accompanying you to anything and everything. jungwon is very kind and caring and takes care with so much love, he loves you more than himself. he is the type to always greet you with warm hugs and cheek kisses. hand holding when going on a stroll outside no matter the time of day. he is also very BIG on words of affirmation. he is always telling he loves you and he makes sure you know.

"omg! won, look!" you point at the stray cat that was situated under a tree near the trail of the pretty park you both are at. he looks at it with wide eyes before slowly moving towards the cat, wanting to greet it. once the ginger cat understands that you both mean no harm, it starts to get close with jungwon rubbing up against his leg. "it is so cute won, it looks just like you!" you exclaim resulting in a chuckle from your boyfriend. he slowly picks up the cat, bringing its face close to his before turning to you. "see baby, you can't tell the difference between me and the cat, can you?" you chuckle softly kissing his cheek. you both decide to take the cat to a vet and then give it some food and shelter for the night.

NISHIMURA RIKI ツ

this kid. as much as playful he is, he is as equal in being sincere and true to himself and your relationship. he loves to tease you. i think quality time is one of his ways of loving you, so i can def see you both out on adventurous dates together. whether it be basketball dates, going to an amusement park together, spending time with each other at 4 am having ice cream, anything and everything you do, it's always filled with love and laughter that make up wonderful memories.

"come on baby, try and take it from me." niki exclaimes as yet again steals the basketball from your hold dribbling slowly towards the basket. "ugh, you and your damn long legs." you mumur. he laugh at your comment before stopping in front of you. he is so close that you know you are going to turn red soon if he doesn't back up. "here." he puts the ball in front of you, and you have to declare yourself stupid because inches before you can get the ball, he raises his arms, putting the ball way out of your hold. "riki! not fair." you out as you try and jump to get the ball. Niki simply laughs at your silly attempts. "you are so cute, you know that?" he bends to meet your eye level, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. "i love you" knowing the effect you had on him, you managed to snatch the ball before running away and yelling, "i love you too dork!" niki smirks at your escape before chasing after you.

a/n. tysm for reading!! i hope u liked it! this was not proofread!!

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admiringlove · 1 month ago

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promise. woah. i never thought i'd be putting out works so quickly again, but here we are. back to back, for @angstober. anyway. here is the third angsty fic in this little thing i'm doing. hope you all like it! event masterlist can be found here.

“what do you want to wish for?”

oikawa tōru asked, his voice a soft whisper against the night sky as the two of you sprawled out on the rooftop of your home. it felt like a scene pulled from a dream, the kind of adventure only found in childhood fantasies. giggles bubbled from your lips as you had climbed out of your window, heart racing with the thrill of rebellion, helping him scale the side of your house like an agile cat burglar.

the world below was muted, but up here, the stars seemed to dance, twinkling brightly as if they were in on your secret. you both lay there, side by side, under the vast expanse of night, the air filled with the sweet scent of freedom. though the sky was an infinite canvas of beauty, your gaze was drawn to oikawa’s moonlit features—his hair shimmering like stardust, his smile a beacon of warmth that wrapped around you like a comforting blanket.

“i don’t know. maybe… being friends with you forever?” you replied, the words tumbling out in a rush, your voice bubbling with innocent delight. “this is kinda fun! i want to do things like this all the time for my whole life.”

you giggled, feeling like a child again, wide-eyed and wonderstruck at twelve years old. oikawa grinned at you, that infectious smile that had the power to light up the darkest of nights. he had promised you then, with all the certainty of youth, that he would always be by your side. that nothing would ever change between the two of you, that your bond would remain untouched by the swirling chaos of the world.

in that moment, nestled under the cosmos, everything felt perfect. like the stars had conspired to grant your wish, sealing it in the universe's embrace as you both lay there, suspended in time.

but as the seasons turned, so did everything else. you grew older, and with that maturity came the inevitability of change. oikawa tōru, your childhood companion, blossomed under the weight of ambition, his dreams stretching far beyond the horizons you once shared. alongside his aspirations, his ego swelled, filling every space between you with a shadow of what once was.

he broke his promise a total of five times—each one a quiet dagger to your heart. five moments that etched themselves into your memory, forever lingering like echoes of laughter on a summer breeze.

the first promise shattered like glass was the one where he vowed to always stick by your side. you never imagined that the flickering flame of fame would ignite a fire so fierce it would consume him whole. oikawa was yours; he was your tōru, the boy who knew his limits and cherished the bond you shared. but the allure of the spotlight was intoxicating, and soon it became clear that he loved the limelight more than he loved the friendship you had built.

you had always envisioned him as a star, but this was a different kind of brightness—a dazzling glow that captivated all, leaving you standing in the shadows. the ooh's and aah's of admirers surrounded him like a halo, and while it stung at first, you learned to tolerate it, just as iwaizumi had. after all, the two of you loved oikawa in your own ways, even if those affections took different forms.

you loved him with a quiet intensity, a flame that flickered softly in the background, while iwaizumi’s was a roaring fire of loyalty and friendship. yet, it still hurt to watch the setter receive countless confessions, to see him chase fleeting romances with girls whose names you struggled to remember. each time he embraced someone new, you felt a pang of loss, but you buried that pain deep within, telling yourself that his life was his own. you had no rights over him, no claim on the heart that seemed to drift further away with each passing day.

in those moments, you stood on the sidelines, a spectator to a performance that was supposed to include you but had become a solo act. it was a bittersweet reality, one that twisted your insides with every laugh he shared with someone else, every moment that felt just out of reach.

“you know he’s a little slow on the uptake, right? he’s not the brightest when it comes to feelings. you’ll be fine, don’t worry,” iwaizumi often reassured you, trying to soften the blow. but deep down, both of you knew the truth: the great oikawa tōru would never see you the way you saw him.

the second promise he broke was to always remember you. once high school began, oikawa seemed to forget you, as if you had become invisible. even though you’d carved out a place in his life, it felt like you were no longer a priority. being the manager of his volleyball club wasn’t enough; you needed him to be as present in your life as he was in your thoughts.

he forgot you time and again. plans to meet at the local diner vanished as he canceled for a date with someone else. those fleeting encounters always ended in disappointment for him, as the demands of volleyball crushed any chance of a real relationship. even simple invitations to hang out with friends were brushed aside in favor of practice.

it was like this with him. distance that you loathed and his presence that you loved. someone who had become unreachable so slowly, it felt like poison flooding your veins and oxygen healing your mind at the same time.

"you love oikawa, don’t you?" mattsun’s voice broke through the chatter one day as the three of you walked behind the rest of the group. your heart raced, eyes widening as you grabbed his tricep tightly, whispering urgently, “don’t say it out loud! what if someone hears?”

“dude, everybody knows,” hanamaki chimed in with a laugh, “it’s just oikawa who’s clueless.”

the revelation lingered in your mind for days. was your affection for tōru really that transparent, so obvious that the whole world could see it—except him? the thought weighed heavily on you. did he purposely ignore the signs, or was he genuinely too dense to notice? it was a confusing puzzle you couldn’t seem to solve, even after turning it over in your mind countless times.

the third promise he broke to you was the one that stung the most: that he would always make time for you. as the weeks turned into months, you noticed how his busy schedule seemed to consume him, leaving little room for your friendship. he used to carve out moments for you, laughing and sharing secrets, but those moments had dwindled to almost nothing. still, you clung to the hope that he would realize how much you meant to him and return to your side.

the relentless teasing from makki and mattsun didn’t help either. their playful jabs seemed to dig deeper, amplifying the distance between you and oikawa. it was clear that their antics only annoyed him more, and each laugh felt like a fresh reminder of how things used to be.

you found yourself questioning where everything had gone wrong. you replayed every interaction in your mind, convinced that you had done everything right. you had been the dutiful friend, standing by him during his insecurities, especially when he struggled with that junior a few years back. you had supported him through thick and thin, cheering him on during his victories and comforting him during his defeats. so why was this bitterness directed solely at you? the confusion and hurt gnawed at you, leaving you feeling like a ghost in a friendship that once felt so vibrant and alive.

the fourth was that you would be important to him, always.

you felt as if you had faded into the background, no longer even a side character in the unfolding story of his life. gone were the moments when he would light up at the sight of you; now, he barely spared you a glance. sometimes, during practice, he might meet your eyes for a fleeting second when you called out corrections or offered advice to the team. other times, when you passed out water bottles, his hand would brush against yours for a split second before he flinched away, as if your touch were something toxic.

the realization hit hard: you must have done something wrong, but the weight of that unknown burden only deepened your confusion. what had changed? what had driven a wedge between you?

when you confided in mattsun about oikawa's reaction, he refused to believe you. makki simply laughed, teasing you for being "delusional," as if your feelings were unfounded. but you knew what you saw—how oikawa's face had briefly twisted in disgust before he pulled his hand away. it felt like a betrayal, like a silent confirmation of everything you feared.

that’s when makki devised a plan to lock you in the broom closet with oikawa, insisting it would clear the air between you two. you warned them against it, certain that oikawa would be furious, but their laughter drowned out your concerns.

the next day, as you were putting away cleaning supplies, tōru's voice suddenly broke through the mundane silence behind you. “makki said you wanted to speak to me about something- hey! open the goddamn door!” his voice boomed, frustration evident in every syllable as he pounded his fist against the wood.

your heart raced as you stood there, wide-eyed, mouth opening and closing in a mix of panic and disbelief. finally, you managed to reply, “they did this on purpose. just let it be. mattsun will open the door in a bit.” your voice was barely a whisper, uncertainty coursing through you as the reality of the situation settled in.

“but why? this is just stupid and annoying, and i really don’t want to be here. i have to be somewhere right now,” he complained, groaning as he slid down the wall and settled onto the floor. the weight of his irritation hung heavily in the air, making it hard to breathe.

you stood there for a moment, your heart pounding in your chest. biting your lip, you mustered the courage to ask, “do you hate me?”

“what?” oikawa blinked in surprise, his expression a mix of confusion and disbelief. “the heck does that mean?”

“it’s a simple question,” you pressed, determination lacing your words. “do you hate me?”

“no?” he replied, shrugging as if it were the most casual thing in the world. “i don’t think of you enough to feel anything.”

the bluntness of his words hit you like a physical blow. it stung more than you’d anticipated, a sharp pang of hurt that settled deep in your chest. in that moment, you realized the days when he would boast about being your best friend—someone who understood every nook and cranny of your life—were truly over.

here you were, still gazing at him with the belief that he held the strings that commanded the universe, while he seemed to regard you as an afterthought. you felt invisible, like a ghost haunting the periphery of his life, and the realization that he didn’t spare you a single thought throughout his day crushed your spirit.

“right,” you whispered, the words barely escaping your lips. “sorry I asked.”

he shrugged, nonchalant, and you called out, “mattsun? open the door, please?”

the door swung open immediately, and you heard the thudding footsteps of your friends dashing away, eager to avoid oikawa’s wrath. stepping out of the broom closet, you felt a heavy weight settle on your chest, and you walked away before he could say anything, needing space to breathe.

maybe makki was right. maybe you were delusional.

the fifth and final promise—or perhaps lie—was that he would always be by your side and never hurt you, no matter what.

now, here you were, standing behind him in the gym after they had lost to karasuno. oikawa kept serving the ball over and over, pretending to receive it again and again until he could finally get it right. he couldn’t understand what he did wrong, and the tension hung thick in the air. iwaizumi was there with you, attempting to coax the setter into stopping, but nothing worked. all you could do was watch as he spiraled into frustration, destroying himself with each failed attempt, wracked with the belief that he wasn’t trying hard enough—that he wasn’t good enough.

“oikawa, that’s enough!” you called, stepping toward him and grabbing his arm gently. “come on, let’s go home. it’s dark out-”

“let go of me!” he shouted, jerking his arm away. in his sudden movement, he lost his balance and fell hard onto the gym floor. a yelp escaped his lips, and without a second thought, you crouched down to his level, instinctively reaching out to help him.

“are you okay? come on, let’s get to the nurse’s office. they probably still have some medicine or sprays-”

“i don’t need you parading over me like a fucking basket case!” he yelled, the frustration spilling over in his voice. “i’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. i’m not a loser!”

“oi, watch it,” iwaizumi’s voice cut through the tension, firm yet concerned. “be glad someone’s still trying to help you.”

“well, i hate them! i hate them for pitying me, and i hate them for sticking around in my life like a fucking housefly!” he snapped, gritting his teeth as he struggled to stand. you knew he had likely sprained his knee in the fall, and you reached out, grabbing his shoulder to steady him as he wobbled. your lips pressed into a thin line, resolute but unreadable.

“let’s go to the nurse’s office,” you said, your voice devoid of any emotion. iwaizumi stepped closer, ready to take your place, but you shook your head.

“i got this. don’t worry. you pack up; I’ll get his knee wrapped and go home.”

the resolve in your voice echoed in the gym, a quiet determination amid the chaos surrounding you. oikawa stared at you, uncertainty flickering across his features, but you knew you couldn’t let him fall apart. not now.

you walked alongside him, your grip tightening around his arm whenever he faltered, fighting to maintain his balance. as you reached the nurse's office, you pushed the door open, the quiet space greeting you with a sense of foreboding. you knew the room would be empty at this hour, so you guided oikawa to sit on one of the beds, his weight leaning heavily against you.

you stepped toward the cabinet, your heart pounding in your chest as you reached up to retrieve the relief sprays and bandages. when you turned back, you found oikawa staring at you, disbelief etched across his features as you approached. slowly, you knelt before him, examining his knee, which was already starting to bruise ominously.

“why are you doing this? i just said i hate you,” he muttered, his voice wavering. you didn’t reply, keeping your lips pressed together in a straight line as you focused on the ugly discoloration forming on his skin. gently, you sprayed the cooling relief over the bruise, and he flinched at the sensation, a wince crossing his face.

the silence in the room felt unbearable, an agonizing pause hanging between you like a chasm. finally, you whispered, “i’ll bandage you up, and then iwa-san will take you home.”

“say something!” he snapped, his voice piercing through the stillness and making you clench your jaw. you finally met his gaze, frustration bubbling to the surface. “what the hell do you even want me to say? you don’t have enough time in your day to think of me while i was in love with you all along! and now i’ve just found out you hate me when i don’t even know what the fuck i’ve done. so pray tell, what exactly do you want me to say to you? what do you think is left?”

he blinked, mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air, before mumbling something unintelligible under his breath. irritation flared within you, and you raised an eyebrow. “hello? i don’t have superhuman hearing. you’re going to have to speak up if you want me to hear what you have to say.”

“i thought you were different!” he shouted, his voice echoing in the small room. the force of his words caught you off guard, and you blinked in surprise. before you could respond, he continued. “i thought our relationship would stay the same, but you started liking me like everyone else. i thought you weren’t any different.”

“you’re a dumb fucking idiot,” you retorted, stepping back from him, your heart racing. incredulous laughter bubbled up from your chest, a mix of disbelief and anger. “are you serious? you made me think you hated me just because i fell in love with you? oikawa, what is wrong with you?”

“i don’t know, i just—”

“did you ever stop and think about the fact that i never did anything about my feelings because i respected your goals in life?” you challenged, your eyes narrowing. your frustration turned into sharp words. “did you ever use your brain? or do you only pretend to have one in front of other people?”

he blinked at you, the realization dawning on his face as he struggled to formulate an apology. but you shook your head, cutting him off. “save it. i’m done with you. and i’m done with this stupid club. i quit.”

you walk toward the door, each step feeling heavier than the last, as if the weight of your emotions is anchoring you down. for a fleeting moment, a part of you wishes he would call out to you, that the twelve-year-old boy who once convinced you to climb onto your roof to stargaze would surface again, pleading for you to stay. but that part of him is gone, replaced by the distance that has grown between you.

you pause briefly at the entrance, your hand lingering on the doorknob. a sigh escapes your lips, a mix of relief and sorrow, before you finally push the door open and step into the hallway. the quiet thud of the door closing behind you resonates in the stillness, a finality that feels like an unspoken farewell.

as you walk away, the realization sinks in: oikawa tōru was never yours to begin with. he was a comet streaking across the sky, brilliant and untouchable, while you were left on the ground, staring up at him in awe, wishing for a connection that was never meant to be.

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holybibly · 8 months ago

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The way I had a dream years ago almost the exact same as your park twins but with a different idol-

The innocent looking one and the seductive one being the vice versa of each other in bed

I'm foaming at the mouth

(I want to leave an emoji but I'm also a silent reader--)

Oh, sweet baby, I have a sense of my bunnies on a telepathic level, don't I? We just can't seem to get enough of Seonghwa and I'm totally happy with it. As promised, I'll be making a full piece for the Park twins, but while I'm at it, here's a little treat for you.

I was going to post this yesterday, but I'm going to do it today instead. Double the fun for you bunnies 🐰🐰

Our Sugar Weekend begins

It was hard to tear them away from you, even for a second, from the night you found yourself in the Park twins' bed, sandwiched between two hot and insatiable bodies.

You had always assumed that Hwaseong was a sex addict with an eternal and desperate need to fuck. But Seonghwa—that gentle, sweet Seonghwa whose eyes seemed to shine with all the stars of the universe—became a real surprise to you. The boy was demonic. Even the most innocent of kisses was enough to turn him on, and after a few seconds, you found yourself trapped in the bodies, hands, and lips of the Park twins.

A thin veil of sweat shimmered over your heated skin, and your chest rose and fell with breathless moans as you melted away under the endless caresses of the tireless twins.

The film night quickly turned into a session of hot kisses, and as a result, you found yourself where you were—your head resting on the soft headboard of a luxurious plush sofa, as Seonghwa straddled your chest. Your small hands were barely able to grasp your plump, heavy tits and squeeze them together so that he could slide his thick, long cock into the soft, cosy space between them. The twins were obsessed with your tits, constantly touching, biting, kissing, and licking them, and when you jokingly said they could fuck them, the sweet creature didn't think twice before climbing on top of you.

Even now, Seonghwa was angelic in appearance; his hair was soft and slightly curly, gleaming in the dim light of the room. His mouth was parted with sensual moans; his lips were wet and swollen from kissing, sweat glistening on his golden skin. Damn, he was mesmerising.

Hwaseong stood beside you, slowly stroking his magnificent cock, enjoying the sight of Seonghwa using your tits for his pleasure. He looked so fucked, his make-up smeared from all the kisses and heated caresses you had shared, his cat-like eyes clouded with need and desire, his lips glistening from the saliva his tongue had smeared over the soft, plump flesh. Hwaseong might look like a real demon on the outside, but in bed he was a desperate, horny kitten, eager to please you. He was obedient and gentle, unlike Seonghwa, who would bite you until you were bleeding and fuck you until you were unconscious.

From time to time, Hwaseong would brush his swollen, leaking cockhead across your lips. He would stain them with the shimmering viscosity of his pre-cum, leaving them shiny and wet. Every time your little tongue would stick out to taste it and lick his delicious-looking cock, he would pull away and deny you that pleasure, his eyes shining with pleasure at the temporary, fleeting power he now had over you, knowing that his brother had you pinned down and you couldn't gain control over him for the moment.

Seonghwa distracted you from the exquisite torment of his twin by placing his large, dainty hands over your small ones, helping you to press those hot, soft mounds of flesh closer together.

This made your tits massage his thick length even better with every thrust of his hips, causing Seonghwa to moan loudly and throw his head back so that you could enjoy the sight of his long neck covered in hickeys. It was moments like this that made you damn grateful to their parents for having given you not one but two damn attractive boys who, among other things, were mirrored in each other.

You could tell that Seonghwa was about to fall into the frenzy of his orgasm by the increasing speed of his movements and the slight twitching of his hips. And damned, every time he cum, his face was just unbelievable.

Excited by the idea of making him cum faster, you turned your head away from Hwaseong, tilting it down instead so that you could lick Seonghwa's cock every time the head of his cock appeared above the top of your breasts.

"More; I need more of it." Seonghwa moaned over you as your tongue slid over the head of his cock. The feeling of his cock sliding in the wet, warm space between your breasts was enough to send him to heaven. In combination with your tongue, it almost drove him crazy.

Hwaseong ran his fingers through your hair and gently pulled your head down to help you take Seonghwa's cock deep into your throat. With his other hand, he was pumping his own cock furiously. The moaning and the wet, slippery sounds you made together filled the entire room of the penthouse, plunging you even deeper into the intoxicating pleasure.

Hwaseong's hips moved closer and closer to your face, close enough to finally allow you to lick the bittersweet liquid that was pouring out of his beautiful slit and onto the head of his cock. Your tongue caressed both of them, tracing the length of their cocks and licking them with devoted passion as you swallowed every drop of the pre-cum that they offered you.

Just as you had expected, Seonghwa moaned loudly and long, throwing his head back even more and arching his back as his cock exploded in the crushing embrace of your tits. It decorated you with ribbons of milky fluid all the way from your plump and soft chest to your neck.

It didn't take long for Hwaseong to orgasm, either.

He aimed his cock at your pretty face, smearing your features with his cum as he watched the viscous fluid slowly flow down your flushed, glistening skin.

You breathed deeply, trying to catch your breath from the intense pleasure your body was experiencing, and although covered in their cum, you felt beautiful and wanted. Seonghwa got off you and pulled you into his arms before you could enjoy the warmth of their sticky cum.

Hwaseong's arms wrapped around your waist as he lowered his face down to your breasts, obediently licking the fluid from Seonghwa's skin until your tits and throat were glistening with his saliva instead of sticky, milky cum. Simultaneously, Seonghwa gently cupped the back of your head with his hand, turning your face towards him, and licked Hwaseong's cum from your cheeks and lips with equal tenderness, turning the lewd act into something sweet and adoring.

Satisfied that you were clean, the twins pulled you into an insatiable, carnivorous kiss as you clung to each other like kittens in heat, your hands touching each other. All of this was just a prelude to the real action, and you could already feel the hot touch of Seonghwa's fingers as they slid over your pussy and slowly began to stimulate you. Hwaseong's dick was already noticeably hard against your thigh.

Seonghwa and Hwaseong's insatiable sexual appetite might have been hard for some to handle. But you were more than happy to be their pleasure whenever they wanted.

#sugar weekend #ateez smut #kpop smut #atz smut #ateez hard hours #ateez unholy hours #smut #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa smut #park seonghwa smut #ateez scenarios #ateez au #ateez x reader

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Weekly Recap | September 15th-22nd 2024

AAAAAHHHHHHHHH it's season 8 premiere week baby!!!!!!!!

Complete

I Don't Like Your Boyfriend (I Think You Need a New One) by eightpackdiaz (Post-S7, BuckTommy Break-Up, Getting Together | 2K | Teen): Wine night at Hen and Karen's results in an adorably drunk Eddie demanding Buck come over and cuddle him in the middle of the night

So tell me if I run away, how long will I bleed? by Dark_Rosaleen (TW: Mention of rape/non-con Re: Dr. Wells | 3K | Mature): “Can we… can we back up a sec?” Eddie says, heart hammering because he can’t have heard that right. “Uh, yeah.” Buck says with a bemused expression. “You had sex with your therapist?” Buck frowns. Shifts in his seat a little. “Yeah.” “Buck, that’s—” Eddie stops. Breathes. “Buck, that’s not right.”

the cat's meow by 42hrb/ @exhuastedpigeon (Post-S7 | 4K | Explicit): Buck walked into Eddie's house and froze. “Is that a cat?” “Well it’s not a dog,” Eddie laughed, shifting so he was sitting up. Pinto made a dissatisfied little cooing sound as he moved, but settled in his lap once he was upright. “When the hell did you get a cat?” - Eddie adopts a cat and let's himself have good things.

Love & Other Surprises by JJK/ @trenchcoatsandtimetravel (Post-S7 | Getting Together | 4K | Teen): After going to collect Christopher from Texas, Buck and Eddie turn up to the firehouse wearing wedding rings. Everyone is understandably confused.

I Think I Want To Marry You by MajorKoalaTea (Wedding Proposal | 5K | Teen): Eddie Diaz wants to propose to Buck so he decides to ask Bobby and Athena for their blessing. The universe doesn't make it easy for him. A 5+1 fic where Eddie tries to get Bobby and Athena's blessing to propose and fails. Plus the one time he succeeds.

Reaching For You by Inell/ @inell (Soulmates AU, S4E14: Survicors | 5K | Teen): While getting Eddie to safety after a sniper attack, Buck realizes that they might be soulmates and has to make a difficult choice.

Sweet Talk by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S7 | 6K | Teen): Eddie asks to crash at the loft while Christopher is gone, struggling to be on his own. Only problem? There's only one bed, and no couch.

🔥 by any other name by coldbam/ @coldbam (Post-S7, Jealous Buck | 7K | Explicit): “Eddie, this guy—he gave me my name.” Eddie’s eyebrows crease together. “Buck here is forgetting the full introduction.” Bailey steps forward and extends his hand to Eddie. “Evan Bailey, 178. I go by Evan now.” He winks, and he’s still got Eddie’s hand grasped in his, the handshake going on a lot longer than necessary. But Bailey always liked to make an impression, especially with— Well, especially with guys he thought were hot. * Eddie meets one of those other Evans from Buck's academy class. Buck is totally normal about it.

Friendly Advice by Inell/ @inell (Post-S7, Getting Together | 7K | Teen): When Ravi asks Buck and Eddie to have dinner with him, they don’t expect him to ask them for advice on how they remained friends after breaking up. The issue? They’ve never been a couple.

I’ll Take You All The Way, Boy Just Come Along by fruitsdoesnotknow/ @tayf-ghost (Different First Meeting AU | 8K | Teen): The Diaz boys are having a rough day. Lucky for them, they meet a firefighter at the 118 who's determined to do anything he can to make them smile. It works, it really, really works.

🔥 you ruined my life by not being mine by coldbam/ @coldbam (Post-S7, Eddie Coming Out | 8K | Explicit): Buck stands up so quickly he nearly knocks over his drink. “That guy just grabbed his ass.” Hen tugs him back down to his seat. “Yeah, and Eddie does not look mad about it. Chill out.” * Or, Eddie spends the summer finding himself while Buck is forced to watch.

all you're giving me is friction by hammersmiths/ @henswilsons (Canon Divergent, S2 | 8K | Teen): “Now that is a handsome man.” The first thing Hen notices about New Recruit Eddie Diaz is that he is in possession of a remarkable set of abdominal muscles. The next thing she notices is the wedding ring. And Buck is staring at him like a piece of meat. “Oh, nuh-uh,” she says immediately. “Don’t even think about it, Buckley.” or, Eddie is new, and married, and Buck won’t stop flirting. 5+1.

🔥I didn't know (that it could be good) by rainbow_nerds/ @rainbow-nerdss (Post-S7, FWB | 27K | Explicit): They're friends, that's all there is to it. Until Eddie lets himself into Buck's apartment unannounced, and finds him in a compromising position. That should be nothing, just something to laugh about down the line, except afterwards, it's like a switch has flipped, and neither of them can get it out of their minds. The solution? They need to get it out of their systems. Just one time, and things will go back to normal. But one time turns to two, which turns to more nights spent together than apart, and still, they haven't actually spoken about what any of this means for them. They're still just friends, right?

WIP

Gentle On My Mind by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, Shannon Lives, Buck/Eddie/Shannon | 4/? | 26K | Explicit): In which Shannon lives, tells a lie, and sends hers, Eddie's, and Buck's lives down a very different path.

🔥 Any Other Way by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon Divergent, S2 | 19/21 | 96K | Mature): In a switcheroo alternate universe, Buck spends young adulthood in the military, while Eddie, who has no idea Christopher exists, spends his twenties messing around, finally enjoying freedom away from his family’s expectations. When they both end up in Los Angeles, at the 118, some things are different, and others will be the same in any universe.

🔥 go and kill, go and die by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Zombie Apocalypse AU | 7/14 | 32K | Mature): The 118 are a group of survivors in a small California town in the wake of a zombie apocalypse. For months they've been isolated and safe. But the arrival of some new players, the search for some missing loved ones, will shake everything up and put their little team in jeopardy.

Podfic

This Mortal Coil (Shuffle) by knuckledusters/ @danhalen // fic eirabach/ @eirabach (S6E11: In Another Life | 2-2.5h | Mature): Maddie was never supposed to be Buck’s mother. Eddie was never allowed to be his anything. But three minutes and seventeen seconds later, here they are. [Or, Maddie and Eddie wait, bond, and remember.]

Re-read

🔥 like a bird stealing bread out from under your nose by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Post-S7, Fix-It | 21K | Mature): If you’d asked Eddie back in May what rock bottom looked like, it was his son leaving him. That felt like it; everything ruined so entirely that there was no way to ruin it further. There’s always more to lose.

🔥 situations, circumstances, miscommunications ( i just may like some explanations ) by heartbeatdiaz / @lonelychicago (Didn't Know They Were Dating | 4K | Teen): "You didn't know?" Eddie asks, calmer but not less confused. He frowns. "How could you not know?" "You never said anything?" Buck tilts his head to the side. "We were dating?” “I guess not,” Eddie sighs. His heart is beating a little faster, an unpleasant buzz beneath his skin as he all but chokes on a feeling he can’t quite name— it could be hurt or disappointment or maybe a mix of both. In that moment, he knows three things very clearly. 1. Buck is going to be the death of him. 2. He is in love with the most dense, most oblivious man on planet Earth. 3. He is too gay and, honestly, too old for this shit.

How Come You Didn't Tell Me We Were Dating? I Didn't Know Either! by Sonayesul (Didn't Know They Were Dating | 6K | General): “Omigod, I’m in love with Buck,” Eddie said, burying his face in his hands. “I didn’t mean to cause a crisis,” Frank said. “I’m in love with Buck.” Eddie repeated. “I should not have assumed your relationship with him,” Frank continued on. “I’m in love with Buck.” He’s like a broken record. “Maybe we should end early today.” Frank suggested and Eddie weakly nodded. ~ In which case, Buck and Eddie have been dating for six months. Except neither of them got the memo.

#epic buddie fic rec #buddie fanfic #buddie fic #buddie fic rec #buddie fanfiction

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voidvannie · 7 months ago

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꒰ఎ CRUEL SUMMER! ━━ PART TWO

⋆✩⋆ ─── adore you masterlist main masterlist

⋆✩⋆ ─── part one part three

⋆✩⋆ ─── IN WHICH . . . emersyn surprises her best friend by showing up at the lake house, and quinn soon goes to his brother when he realizes his feelings for the singer.

⋆✩⋆ ─── feel free to send in any request for things you want to see in this series, or in any of the other series on my page. Or if you just want to share some thoughts about what you read, or if you want to talk about oc's!

June 1, 2022

“Hi, Emmie, we miss you!?”

“Mama H!” Emersyn cheers as the woman answers her FaceTime call.

“Is that Emmie?!”Jim’s face appears next to his wife’s, ginning widely at the girl he saw as his daughter. “Hey, superstar!”

“Hey, Papaw H! How are you guys?” She asked, looking off screen as a voice calls her name, “The blue one, Justin!”

“We’re good, honey! What with the call?” Jim asked the brunette as he smiled.

“Well, I wanted to let the two of you be the first to know that I’m coming to the lake house risk summer!”

A gasp leaves Ellen’s lips as a smile makes its way onto her face, “Are you serious?!”

“Yes! I feel like it’s been a long time coming, and besides, I miss everyone.” Emersyn pouts, “And with mom and dad going on their little getaway and Ryder busy with his own life, I need this.”

“I’ve been telling you that you need a break!” A male voice calls throughout the background just as a shirt lands on her head.

“Justin! Stop messing up my bedroom! Go home to your wife!”

“You said you would go get waffles with me!”

“Ugh! Fine! I’ll see you guys in a couple of days! Love ya’ll!”

“We love you, sweetheart!” Ellen blows the young woman a kiss before hanging up, “Oh, I’m so happy! Our girl is coming home for the summer!”

Jim smiles sweetly at his wife, his own excitement building up in his chest, “Maybe this is the summer where Quinn will get his head out of his ass and finally admit that he’s had feelings for her from the very first summer she stopped coming.”

June 10, 2022

The slick black car pulled into the driveway of the Hughes lake house, cars piled up outside from the amount of people staying there this summer.

Choosing to get her stuff from the trunk later, the brunette girl bounces up the stairs and knocks on the door.

The red wooden door opens up and Emersyn grins when she notices that Ellen is the one to open it.

“Emmie, my sweet girl!” Ellen pulls her into a tight hug, both women hugging each other for dear life, “Oh, I’ve missed you so much!”

“I missed you! You’re making me cry!” Emersyn can feel herself tear up as they pull away from each other, the brunette wiping her tears away.

“I heard our girls voice!” Jim’s booming voice filled the air as he comes around the corner, straight to the girl he had practically helped raise since she was eight. “Hi, honey.”

“Hi.”

“Come on, all the boys are out on the dock.” Jim leads the girl towards the back door as his wife follows along. “Hey, boys! Look what that cat dragged in!”

Everyone turns in the direction of Jim's voice, shouts of happiness leaving the lips of those who knew Emersyn on a personal level as they rushed to hug her, all of them talking over each other.

But two people stood off to the side, both with totally different emotions swirling around.

Jack stood with a dropped jaw, tears pooling as he it had been years since they had spent a summer with each other. Of course, the two talked on the daily and texted, checking up on each other. And Emersyn had been to a handful of his hockey games while Jack tried to go to as many concerts of hers as he could.

But they hadn’t actually spent a summer together since the summer that Quinn had embarrassed her after Luke spilled her secret about her crush on Quinn — one that was still so much present even though it had been years.

Quinn sat off to the side, his entire body frozen as he takes in the girl standing in front of him. The two hadn’t talked since that one summer. And every time Quinn tried to get Jack to give him the singers new number, his brother always refused.

If she wanted him to have it, then she would’ve given it to him.

“Holy, fu— is this real?” Jack asked from his place, watching as his best friend nodded her head.

“Hi, Jacky.”

And that’s all it took for the two best friends to rush towards each other, Jack picking the brunette up to hold her to him tightly, the middle Hughes boy swaying them slightly.

“Are you here for the summer?” He mumbles in her neck, only loud enough for her to hear.

“Yes. I decided that it—,”

“No. Let me help you get your stuff up to your room.” Jack cuts her off, placing a hand on the small of her back, pushing her towards the inside of the lake house.

It’s quiet as Jack watches Emersyn unpacking her stuff in the bedroom that was designated for her when she came to the Lake House for the summer, which for the last nine years had stayed empty.

“The entire summer?”

Emersyn laughs as she pushes the now empty suitcase under the bed, “I’m here the entire summer. Well, I do have to fly back to California in a couple of days just for a concert. I promised Justin I’d come sing Overboard with him.”

Jack nods as she comes to sit next to him on the bed, “How’s that crush on Quinn?”

Emersyn groans, throwing herself back as she uses the palms of her hands to cover her eyes, “You would think that after nine years, and one toxic ass relationship, that I wouldn’t have one anymore but it hasn’t gone away.”

“Might help if you stopped watching his games, or stopped looking over his Instagram, or let me set you up on a date with —,”

“I’m not going on a date with anybody for your team.” She cuts his off, “Dawson and Nico are great guys, but no.”

“Worth a shot.” He shrugged.

“I tried really hard to forget about my crush on Quinn, but it seems impossible. And I know that he doesn’t feel the same way, he made that pretty clear in 2013, but….,”

“You want him to return the feelings.” Jack smiles softly.

“Yeah.” Emersyn sighs, “God, that sounds so stupid.”

“Maybe one day he will. It’d be nice if you were my sister one day.” Jack smirks, nudging his foot with hers before the smirk drops, “I don’t know how I’d feel about it though.”

“What do you mean?” She sits up, eyebrows pinched together is confusion.

“Emmie, he broke your heart to the point that you haven’t been here is nine years. He let his friends laugh at you. He embarrassed you.” Jack shakes his head, “He’s by brother, and I love him, but your my sister and I love you just as much.”

“Jack! Stop hogging Emmie!” Trevor rushed into the bedroom, cutting off the conversation between the two best friends as he picks the singer up and throws her over his shoulder.

“Trevor!” Emersyn squealed, clutching tightly to his sides to make sure she wouldn’t slip from his grip. “Put me down!”

“I don’t think so, pop star.”

June 11, 2022

Emersyn had officially made it an entire day without talking to Quinn. Trevor and Jack had done a great job at keeping her as far away from her as possible.

But this morning as she was sitting on the porch, watching the sun rise, she had no luck seeing as she was the only one awake.

“Hey.” Quinn comes to sit in the empty seat next to her.

“Hi.” She doesn’t turn her head to look at him as he shoulders tense.

Quinn notices the way she rubs the palms of her hands on her bare thighs, a habit that she picked up on when she was nervous about something.

“How’s things in sunny California?” He asked, leaning back in his seat.

“Good. I finally moved out of Justin’s place.” Emersyn nods, “Which isn’t all too great ‘cause I live next door and he can just walk in whenever he feels like it.”

Having been a minor when she first moved to California, her parents staying in Michigan, she needed an adult to live with, and Justin offered to be her legal guardian until she was old enough.

And the brunette wanted to move out whenever Hailey had moved in with him, but both told her to stay, and she ended up doing that until about a months ago.

“Emmie.” The door slides open and Luke pops his head out with a pout, “Will you make me some of your pancakes?”

A giggle leaves her lips as she stands up, walking towards him, “Come on you big baby.”

Quinn watches the girl walk inside with his youngest brother, a sign leaving his lips as he throws his head back, “I am so fucked.”

June 14, 2022

“We need to talk.” Quinn shuts Jack’s bedroom door as the Devil’s player was trying to find a specific t-shirt that Emersyn had asked him to get so that she could throw it over her swim suit.

“Talk about what?” Jack doesn’t turn from his closet as he pushes clothes around.

“I’m in love with Emersyn.”

Jack freezes as the words come from his brother’s mouth, t-shirt clutches tightly in his fist before he shakes his head, “No.”

“No? What do you mean ‘no’?” Quinn looks at his brother in confusion as Jack turns to him.

“You think I’m going to let you love my best friend after what happened?” Jack asked, a dry chuckle leaving his lips. “Think again.”

“Jack—,”

“No. It has been nine years since I’ve spent an entire summer with Emmie because of you.” Jack tells him, “Hell, she didn’t even come to Luke’s first NHL game that she promised him she would come to because she didn’t want to face you.”

“I know! Jack, I was 13–,”

“I don’t give a damn if you were 31! Emmie has spent her entire life trying to please you, to make you see her as more than my best friend!” Jack’s voice grew louder as his grip on the t-shirt got tighter, knuckles turning white out of anger. “I’ll be damned if you hurt her all over again!”

“Jack—,”

“Tell her.”

“What? No!”

Jack’s jaw flexes as he clenches down on his teeth, “Either you tell her right now, or I do it.”

“That’s not fair.”

“Not fair? You what’s not fair?! Her being gone for nine years, not wanting to step foot into this lake house, because you hurt her and embarrassed her!” Jack’s voice carried throughout the house as he makes his way down the stairs, feet pounding loudly with each step that he took.

“Jack! Stop!”

“Emmie!” Jack calls out for the girl as he holds the t-shirt out to her.

“Oh, thank yo—,”

“Quinn is in love with you.”

Silence falls over the entire lake house, Emersyn's standing in shock as she holds the t-shirt in her hand.

"Jack." Quinn hisses, not able to tear his gaze away from the fallen expression on Emersyn's face. "Emmie."

"Stop." Her voice cracks as she holds a hand up, pushing the t-shirt into his chest as she walks by him and heads up the stairs.

"Seriously?" Quinn looks at his little brother before following after the brunette, "Emmie! Hey, Emersyn, talk to me!"

"What the hell just happened?" Trevor asked after closing his mouth after it fell open in shock.

“Emmie, will you please open the door?” Quinn calls out as he knocks on the bedroom door, forehead pressed against the wooden surface.

Silence fills the air as the brunette inside doesn’t say a word, throwing stuff into a suitcase as she texted Justin that she wanted to come back a day earlier for at least a couple of days to clear her head.

"Emersyn, please!" Quinn knocks once again before the doorknob is turning and the Canucks player pushed it open standing in the doorway, "What are you doing?"

"I have to go back to Cali to do a show. I don't have the time to talk." She replies as her phone dings, Justin texting her back with flight information for flight that was leaving in two hours.

"So, you're just gonna runaway again?"

Emersyn spun around, "I didn't runaway the first time! I was heartbroken, embarrassed! I took some time for myself because thirteen-year-old me was heartbroken!"

"Emmie--,"

"I seriously don't have the time for this." Emersyn says with a shake of her head, grabbing the now zipped suitcase and quickly walking out of the bedroom.

Quinn stands there for a moment before he's rushing after her, ignoring the looks from all of the hockey players spread out in his lake house living room. "I love you! Is that what you wanted to hear?! I'm in love with you!"

"I am not talking about this right this moment. I have a plane to catch."

"So that's it?"

Emersyn spins around to look at him once more as a tear falls from her eyes, "I waited nine years for you to say something, to heart you say that you loved me the way that I love you. Nine. I'm sure you can wait a couple of days before I'm ready to talk."

And with those last words, Emersyn walks out of the door, leaving Quinn standing there.

#nhl fanfiction #nhl blurb #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes imagine #nhl #emersyncampbell #emersyn & quinn #adore you au #hockey masterlist #hockey imagine

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“𝔄 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯” 🐉

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: draken x male reader

𝘴𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘴: having draken as a boyfriend (sfw/nsfw)

𝘥𝘯𝘪: female readers, folks with she/her pronouns, femmes

[❌𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐❌]

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[SFW]

literally god tier boyfriend.

would do anything and everything for you

major height difference which means free piggy back rides (sorry mikey)

constantly convincing you to learn how to ride a motorcycle so you and him can ride together

y’all would be a total power couple

especially if you know how to fight too

he’s proud to have you but still blushing bad when y’all hold hands in public

makes fun of how small your hands are compared to his

just makes fun of how small you are in general

he knows you can handle yourself when it comes to random creeps tryna cat call you but the minute they try to grab your ass, it’s on sight.

would randomly bring you treats just cause he “thought you would like one.”

being around mikey more = talking about all your dates and the cute little things he does for you with mikey.

imagine trying to kiss him

for my short kings, he would be a jerk and have you on your tip toes trying to kiss him while he just leans down barely

loves kissing you….all the time

while he’s working? kiss. while y’all are both in bed? kiss. while brushing your teeth? kiss

literally has to kiss you (it’s mandatory)

cuddling with him is torture during the summer but is a blessing during the winter

that man is a whole heater

just marry him. js.

[NSFW]

sirs.

SIIIIRRSSSS!

“someone point me to the best ass eater.”

that man is god in bed

will having you begging and overstimulated like no other and he would be smiling the whole time while you’re under him

tease him by sitting on his lap while he’s working on a bike and he’s dragging you to the bathroom for a “quick break”

“everyone knows that big dick bee.”

he’ll be fucking you against the sink, his thumb teasing the slit of your dick while he’s full on making out with you

“what? did you not think i was gonna do this? over here teasing me like a slut while im at work? now shut up and take my fucking cock.”

he will have you a dripping mess but you’re satisfied nonetheless 🤭

but let him come home and find you in lingerie-

🦽

his praises during sex are EVERYTHING

“where’s my pretty boy, hmm?”

��look at how good you’re taking me, baby boy.”

“so handsome while you’re sucking my cock.”

“gonna cum for me like a good boy?”

speaking of sex..

first time with him was..a challenge.

that man is very well endowed

his length AND girth had you begging to a higher power cause FUCK he’s huge

but he also took his time prepping you + a lot of foreplay helped

while he was sliding himself slowly inside you, he was just constantly kissing your face, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and stroking you all at once

but don’t be fooled by his sweetness and charm

that man is a fiend

will constantly want to stuff you full of his cum over and over as if he’s trying to knock you up

he’ll have you gagging on his cock as well and shoot his load down your throat each time without fail

i’m telling you that man is a menace

but i mean, how can you say no to him? 😏

#tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev x male reader #tokyo rev smut #draken #draken smut #draken x you #ken ryuuguji smut #tokyo revengers #draken x male reader

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Reading SVSSS: Chapter 8

For those who don't know, I am reading SVSSS for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag bloopitynoot reads SVSSS. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read.

I am back! I know it's been a few days, but this week has been the absolute pits at work. Semester start up, new students, ramp up in projects, and alarm testing; it has been A Lot.

I am back though! I'm not going to lie, I am kind of scared that this chapter is titled "death". I may not be emotionally prepared.

No cat pics this week, Charlie has decided to abandon me- but I did break out the pumpkin mug for some pumpkin tea :'3

Here we go!

I love how Shen Qingqiu seeing this fight and an out of place person is like "only one type of person is like this" and then just doesn't say anything about who/what they are. p143

Wait, why does he toss the cat in there LOL 144

I am actually so glad that Little Palace Mistress got slapped twice! no one knows who actually slapped her- I do wish it was Ning YinYing, but it doesn't say who? (Is this revealed later? or just like left to the imagination?) pp144-145

oh shit! Another sower?!?!? p146

I feel like anytime this guy (shen qingqiu) tries to save himself Without a Cure really just ends up doing him dirty. p147

omg not his right hand again (re: touched by the sower) p148

and now he's (SQQ) being blamed again for yes another death he did not do (Re: toxic demonic poison and the disciple in the water prison). p149

oh no. did Luo Binghe kill Gongyi Xiao too??? I actually liked him (him being Gongyi Xiao) :( p150

oof. again I am so mad that these sects are quick to persecute SQQ without literally any proof. I am once again having flashbacks to MDZS. p152

Oh bless Liu Qingge to the rescue (reluctantly lol) p152

and shit, we have Luo Binghe here to snatch his man once again p153

Does Luo Binghe not know Gonyi Xiao is dead? I totally thought Luo BInghe killed him? I am confused- maybe this is revealed later? p153

why do I feel like there is another plot happening Like I get this vibe that Luo BInghe did not actually kill all those people in the Water Prison or those 100 disciples. we'll see I guess? p154

and Luo BInghe is letting him go??? p154

oh gosh! Luo Binghe pulled his sword?!?!? everyone knows about the demon things now. p156

okay now they are going to attempt to "resolve" things. I'm so nervous - these two better talk. It feels like they're always having two different conversations p157

I mean I get it Luo Binghe, If that was my life I too would say "fuck fate" p157-158

wait

oh no

oh no oh no

self detonation??? My heart :'0

why am I crying right now omg

"for all that has passed, I repay you today" p159

what the fuck :'((((((((

omg the amount of pain that just happened

this boy is fully breaking down and then Ning YingYing stands in to speak up

she really has grown on me as a character. Her evolution in this is so good. Good for her for standing up to literally everyone and talking some sense. pp162-163

oh gosh, it gets worse. And then here is Luo Binghe hearing from his old sect siblings about how distraught and lost SQQ was when they all thought Luo BInghe was dead. p163

Sweet baby boy Luo BInghe, just having an entire breakdown pp164-165

Well fuck.

Fucking hell, is this fool really dead?? Where was the system in all of this- we didn't even hear from it. No rescue or usage of points :(((((

I need it to be tomorrow so I can see what happens next.

#bloopitynoot reads svsss #svsss spoilers #mxtx svsss #svsss #I was correct thinking I was not ready #this book already made me cry #my heart #luo binghe #scum villain #shen qingqiu

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filmofhybe · 1 year ago

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The perfect blend - YJW

part 1 of “IN EVERY MULTIVERSE”

In which..

can you ever imagine in this multiverse, you having the biggest fattest crush on your best friend - Yang jungwon, however knowing he already has a “girlfriend” hurts more than just a sting from a bee.

💌 PAIRING : yjw x reader

GENRE : friends to lovers , fluff

WARNING : angst , fluff , kissing

🗯️ FEATURING : huh yunjin - LE SSERAFIM

word count : 2,501

MASTERLIST to “IN EVERY MULTIVERSE”.

“Are you serious? Do you believe you can travel to different multiverse?” Yunjin looks at me as if she just heard the most ridiculous thing that has ever come out of a human’s mouth.

“Well, you never know. There’s always a chance we actually can..” I replied as I shoved another spoonful of rice into my mouth.

“Oh my gosh y/n, I’ve known you for years and this is probably the most idiotic thing that has come out of your smart-ass mouth.” She threw her hands in the air before turning her vision back to the TV screen in front of us.

“What if I actually get there though?” Now the room has turned absolutely silent. Even the TV at the background has sound coming out of it. “Well then tell me everything when I get my normal y/n back.” Sighing, as I watch her placing our bowl into the sink.

“Right, we have school tomorrow, I'll make you breakfast. And you can do whatever. Sweet Dreams y/n. And I want the normal y/n back ASAP.” We chuckled, as I watched her till her silhouette disappears into the end of the dark hallway. Pushing myself off the floor as I turned the tv off and walking to my bedroom to start washing up.

After a warm bath, I sat in my bed as soft music plays, the light in the room is dim, creating a cozy atmosphere. Cuddling into the soft duvet, my mind was full of thoughts on what would actually happen if I traveled to all my multiverse. Would something bad happen? How would I get back? Would I get stuck in one of them and never return? Pushing all those negative thoughts away as weight falls upon my eyes, closing them as sleep finally takes over me. Sending me to dream land…

“y/nnie~~ wake up!!” I jumped at the sudden stranger voice. Dizziness taking over me as I scratch my eyes, trying to adjust the brightness, I looked around realizing I’m in a classroom, wait wasn’t I-

“Are you ok? You’ve been sleeping for ages..” I look up, seeing a boy with define features, cat looking eyes with sweet soft pink lips, wait isn’t that jungwon? THE JUNGWON IM LITERALLY BEST FRIENDS WITH?

“Oh uh yeah I’m alright thank you..” I replied to him, not knowing how and why I’m suddenly in a classroom. “Y/n you seem confused? Come on let’s go get some food to get your energy up!” Man if only if he weren’t so damn cheerful.. Before I could react, jungwon takes my hand as he drags me through the hallway of the unfamiliar surrounding around me. We stop as we arrive at the cafeteria before getting our food.

“y/n I think we should totally hang out this week!” He said, as a big smile spread across his face. My brain still processing on how this is actually happening. How Im I going to hanging out with Jungwon, and why does this feel so real. “oh yeah of course we can!” I cheerfully said, cringing at how I replied to him.

“That’s great! I’ll pick you up from yours around 11 on Saturday!” Turning around as he throws away his rubbish. Grabbing my arm once again as I allowed him to drag me anywhere. His hands was soft like a baby’s cheek, his cheeks as pink as a baby girl’s pajamas. He is a real life softie. Running around the school before arriving to his destined spot. “Have you ever been here before?” Examining around, Sakura tress around us, pedals falling from the spring breeze, realizing it was the back of the school that no one goes to. I shook my head as I saw him take a camera out of his bag.

“Y/n look over here! You look extremely pretty right now, say cheese!!” Turning the camera towards me as I awkwardly poses in front of him. Click before he takes the film out, waiting for it to appear. “Film camera is our thing now okay?” Watching him lay below the tree as the sun shines on his face , making his defined features more visible.

Copying his move as I lay next to him as I treasure this sweet moment with the guy I have never thought would appear in my multiverse. Smiling as I turn to him grabbing his attention. “So 11am Saturday right…?” “Yeah don’t be late ok?” “I won’t-“ “pinky promise me! I’ll be waiting for you okay?” He extended his hand as we pinky promised each other.

Before we can kiss our pinky and seal the promise, I was waken by my alarm. Fuck.. did you really had to ruin my god damn dream.. I sat up realizing that wouldn’t be a dream right? It felt so real, I could move everything and control what I’m doing. What is this? Did I just traveled to another universe. Or I’m just tricking myself.

Throwing my shoes on before locking the apartment doors. Walking towards my 11am class which was absolutely a joke, I rather stay in my cozy bed, dreaming or even traveling back to last night’s dream. I was so deep in my thoughts I didn’t even realize I bumped into someone, dropping all my notes on the floor. Wow could my day be any better.. I quickly started picking up the stuff without trying ti embarrass myself more, too annoyed to even realize someone was helping me as well. Accidentally bumping into each others head as we stand up.

I heard him let out a little groan as I rub my head, looking up realizing it was Jungwon. “Hey y/n! I didn’t mean to bump into you here’s your notes.” Handing me it as I’m still processing what’s going on last night. His hands accidentally touched mines, the same exact soft delicate hands that held my wrist.. His features exactly identical from the dream, hair styled the same, confusing me even more. So your telling me your the same person as the guy that was in my dream..or multiverse or whatever I was in last night. Can’t be bother to deal with more crazy hallucinations. I thanked him as I take my notes back and walked towards my class, leaving a confused jungwon, wondering what he did. I hear him calling out for me but soon stops as he seems like he had given up to continue. Heart heavy, knowing the fact he doesn’t even know he was calling me pretty in my other universe, hanging out with each other when we rarely do it now.

“What do you mean Yang jungwon was in your dream, but in that dream you can move like physically.” Yunjin’s face displays a confused look. Not believing a single word that just came out of my mouth.

“Yunjin, I can literally feel his hand in my, quote on quote, so-called dream. The exact ones that touched mines today.” The more I talk about it the more, I just want to absolutely bury myself 6ft under. I just don’t believe that “dream” wasn’t real. It definitely have to do with something in my next life or whatever.

“We really need to get you some help because your telling me this is your dream, but you can feel all these little things isn’t making sense.” By now Yunjin particularly tired of my ranting, but I know she’s silently enjoying all of this. Watching her continue to type on her computer as i return my focus towards the opened Chemistry book in front of me.

Silently getting along with our work, the only slightest sound heard was Yunjin’s typing. Nothing could be more peaceful than this. I stopped reading the paragraph I’m currently on as i heard a familiar voice coming beside me.

“I got the coffee for you and y/n, you both better pay me back.”

“Fine! Your acting like we are using you or something..”

“Because maybe you are..” It was Jungwon’s voice.

“I’ll pay you back on Saturday-”

“Wait Saturday? How do you know I was about to ask you to hang out on Saturday-”

“it’s nothing I don’t know why I said that.” I awkwardly chuckled as i return my vision towards my notes.

“Your just as weird as the first time i met you, right 11am Saturday I’ll pick you up.” He said before throwing his bag behind his back, walking out of the common room.

“What the actual shit was that. How the hell is everything in your dream just implied to what happened…” Shock laid across both me and Yunjin’s face as we realize, my so called dream isn’t really just a dream. Is something more than just a dream. Maybe even related to the MULTIVERSE .

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; AUTHORS NOTE : Hope you guys enjoy the first chapter / prologue! Please reblog or comment to boost my story! Same time next week see you than!! Have a nice week :)

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alexanderlightweight · 11 months ago

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Hey lumine! I hope all is well and that you're getting over the post-plague funk- I know being sick is the absolute worst.

If you happen to be taking prompts today (and totally cool if not!) I would love to see if you're interested in tangling with a continuation of either the bitter trap of truth or the craft of adoration.

For the first one, I ADORE the way Cat and Ragnor in your last piece were observing Alec so casually giving priceless nephilim intelligence to them while so clearly displaying his trust in Magnus alskjfda;lsdfjasdfadsf. so good and happy and all my favorite things with Alec happily surrendering to Magnus and being his BAMF-y self while doing so and even the utter delight of outside POV!

For the second, if that AU floats your fancy higher, my brain is just utterly stuck on that line where Magnus asks Alec to come to him at dawn because he wants his people to see Alec coming to his call, coming to heel if you will. I would be drowning in glee (to continue the watery metaphors) to see how your wonderful imagination would envision that scene occurring and what Magnus (and Magnus' people!) would think of Alec acquiescing to Magnus' request.

Hope you feel better!

the prompts themselves are compliments and incredible sweet s thank you Laws!

I realize it was a different day that this was sent but I dont remember which day and tbh, today is a good day! Mostly over the cold and my leg is finally aching less enough to think.

no outsider pov in this one, but a bit more of cat and ragnor and the magnificent team immortal because i love them and they need to be more heavily involved in this fic for a variety of reasons.

need to take @saryn-prime to a health appointment and then i'll be back to settle in and write more.

i ened up really feeling the bitter trap of truth today and its been on my mind for days and my fingers have been aching to write it. hope you enjoy and are doing well!

<3 lumine

It’s past noon when Magnus’ wards flare and he leaves Alexander where he is, splayed out across the bed and face burrowed into a pillow. It’s been enough time that Catarina and Ragnor’s visit can only mean one thing.

Magnus will finally have his answer.

If he was wise to trust Alexander or if his boy has so easily betrayed him.

Alexander won’t face punishment from the warlocks.

Even if he’s played them, it’s one of his own people who have died and Magnus already knows that the Clave won’t punish him for it. If anything, they’ll reward him for ensuring that

But Magnus’ heart will still ache at being tricked.

Neither of his dear companions are in his apothecary, instead they are practically relaxed. Well, as relaxed as they can be when exhaustion haunts their visage. Catarina is splayed out on the sofa and Ragnor has nearly melted into his favorite armchair, pipe puffing peacefully away as Catarina summons three drinks.

“A toast!” She offers and her soft smile nearly breaks Magnus.

She wouldn’t be smiling or toasting if she brought ill news.

“It worked?” He asks, even thought he knows it has to have. But years of agonizing betrayal make him ask, he has to know.

“It’s as if she were never ill.” Catarina confirms and her eyes gleam with mocking humor. “I’ve never seen someone so mortified and furious to be saved.”

“It should also be noted that she’s of a much lower rank than your shadowhunter.” Ragnor gives a quiet sigh and blows out a ring of smoke. “I rather doubt she even knew what the poison would do beyond killing her and striking a blow to the downworld. She seemed utterly shocked that we managed to find an antidote.”

“Did you tell them how we managed?”

“And risk them finding even more obscure poisons?” Cat laughs and shakes her head. “No, let them think I somehow found an antidote. If they knew the treasure trove of willing information your boy is, well…”

She trails off with an apologetic shrug and Magnus just nods. Cat’s not wrong. If anything, she’s being generous with how delicate she’s being. It also means that Magnus is going to have to be very careful with who he shares information about Alec with.

The Council would no doubt want to interrogate him for all the answers he would be able to give, but Magnus would rather play the long game. Alexander is unique, in more ways than one and while he doubts that his hunter would dare lie before the Elders, he also doesn’t want more attention drawn to him.

Not before Magnus is completely sure.

Magnus’ heart has been wounded too many times for this one action to convince him, but it has done what he hoped.

Catarina and Ragnor are both now willing to give Alexander a chance, a real chance and that is worth more to Magnus than anything else.

— Alec is beginning to think that he’s never going to wake up with Magnus wrapped around him, or wrapped around Magnus. Every time he thinks he’s going to be able to enjoy sunlight and warm, bare skin and golden eyes, something comes up.

Alec is almost ready to just haul Magnus back to bed, but he doesn’t think they’re quite there yet.

It’s with careful consideration that he bites his lip hard enough to bleed. Instantly, the nearly scalding feeling of Magnus’ blood working through his veins lights up. He enjoy it for a few seconds as it heals the damage and then its gone… and no Magnus appears after it.

Alec follows the tug of his bond with Magnus, teeth playing with his lip — which burns in admonishment — and finds himself holding back a soft chuckle. Magnus’ friend Ragnor — someone who Alec knows is a highly revered potion master — is asleep in an armchair. He’s blowing smoke rings as he snores and Magnus and Catarina — who Alec knows is an incredibly talented and powerful healer — are splayed out together on the couch.

Magnus appears to be trying to give her a foot massage, but she’s asleep and his eyes are slipping shut, head nodding forward.

Alec huffs another silent breath of laughter and — with all the skill that he was once taught in order to be a better killer — collects several of Magnus’ extravagant throws.

Because Alec is nothing if not petty, he very carefully lays the cabbage green monstrosity of a tartan throw on Ragnor. Careful not to get close enough that the warlock wakes and thinks it an attack and then settles the large umber blanket over Catarina and Magnus both.

While he’s careful not to touch either of Magnus’ friends, he can’t help but settle a pillow under Magnus head and smooths the hair falling into his eyes away.

It’s a gentle, whisper of a kiss that he presses to Magnus’ hair and then he grabs the book he’d left on the table the night before.

As he settles on the floor next to Magnus, resting his head on Magnus’ leg and being careful to stay out of range of Catarina — he doesn’t know her after all — a glimpse of movement catches his attention.

Ragnor’s eyes meet his and Alec just nods, simple and acknowledging and then he opens the book he grabbed and settles in. If Magnus didn’t want him around his friends when they’re vulnerable then the magic of the loft wouldn’t have let him in.

The blankets probably aren’t necessary, but Alec is Magnus’ husband now. And while Alec is still figuring out his new position in life he does know how to take care of people. Mostly his soldiers and his siblings but still, if he softens his touch a bit, he’s sure he’ll manage just find at taking care of Magnus and his friends.

If this — being allowed in the same room as three vulnerable warlocks — is another sign that Magnus is trusting him, well then Alec is going to take full advantage of it.

While also not giving Magnus any reason to doubt him.

#lumine writes #writing wednesday #writing wednesdays #shadowhunters #malec #the bitter trap of truth #magnus bane #alec lightwood

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slutforsnow · 10 months ago

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His Sunflower

Chapter 5 🕺

We boutta fly through these next few chapters to get to my lore idea so I never forget it 🫡

As the week of midterms went antagonizingly slow, Festus and Sunni were arguing, which pleased Coryo and Sej, but they didn't show it when Sunni told them about their most recent fight in the art room.

"What? Fes, why would I abandon Sej and Cori?" Sunni asked as her boyfriend watched her sketch out her next painting. She was sitting by the window, getting a headstart on the painting for class. Her teacher had wanted the class to paint the people, things, or places that made each person happy. Sunni, being the overachiever that she is, had to work twice as hard because of what she had planned.

"Because, my darling, they don't understand the love we have for each other. They hate us for it. Did you forget how Sejanus reacted when you told him the news?" Festus drawled, not really wanting to be here. The art room smelled awful to him; all the oils and paints? Not for him, but he dealt with it that way she didn't think he didn't love her. Well, he didn't, but Sunni couldn't find that out. Not yet.

"They don't hate us, it just came as a shock cause we've only known each other for about 3 months," She replied, setting her pencil down to look up a photo she had taken of her center piece.

"And how do you know what? Did Sejanus tell you that?" Festus snapped, a frown appearing on his face.

"Yeah, actually," Sunni sassed back, glaring at her boyfriend. "Say Sejanus' name like that again and see what happens."

The pissed off look was surprising to Festus; all he had seen Sunni do was smile, laugh, beam, and grin. He had to tread lightly when talking about her cousin because if he wasn't careful, she'd pick up on his true nature.

"Right, sorry, love," He said gentler, earning a bright smile of approval on her face before turning back to her work.

"I don't forgive you just yet, Fes, you'll have to earn your forgiveness."

Coryo had grabbed his shovel, as the three of them were in his family's apartment when she told them, but she told him no and bapped him on his head like he was cat.

It was like a factory reset for him; he hadn't been touched like that since he was a kid, so it had worked, and he sat back down, putting his shovel back in his closet, mumbling a quiet fine.

"Has he been working on improving?" Sejanus questioned from the floor, running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah!! He's not a total ass like you guys say," She replied, beaming. "Yeah, he has his moments, but he's super sweet!"

'I could be better for you, Sunni. Better than that lowlife player and cheater,' Coryo thought, pulling his white hood up to rest on his head before glancing at his notebook that was squeezed into his mattress. How Sunni hadn't seen it yet, he had no idea, but was he grateful she hadn't? Yes. Yes, he was.

"Sun, it could be a front; he could still be a bad guy," Sejanus warned.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, but he's changed! I know it!"

Then the party came. The boys plan to have a sideshow exposing Festus to the entire senior class during the party was ready, with photos (comprising of from texts to photos of Festus on dates with different girls) from sophomore year as proof, was ready and on a USB drive.

They were dressed in casual-ish clothing. Sejanus was wearing black jeans and a baggy band t-shirt. He didn't feel like dressing all nice like people usually expected him to do so—he also wanted to blend in as most of their class loved wearing band shirts on no-uniform days and since this was Clemensia's party, there would be no-doubt that a lot of people would be wearing band t-shirts.

Coryo, on the other hand, was wearing blue jeans, which had rips up and down them but he didn't really care; they were styled that way so people wouldn't pick up on his financial situation and he looked good in them too. He wore a large short sleeve plain white shirt and an oversized dark red hoodie over it with a gold chain he borrowed from Sejanus around his neck. He liked his simplicity. Not too "poor-looking" and not too fancy either. It was a perfect mix of what he needed to show and comfort.

The boys were waiting for Sunni by the door of the estate, and when they saw her, Coryo's jaw hit the Titanic.

Sunni had curled her hair a little, just to make it bouncy, and was wearing a white dress where the sleeves rested on the arms instead of the shoulders. It came down to the middle of her calves. She was wearing gold-coloured heels, which were the kind you had to tie on you, so you didn't fall out of the shoes. The only accessory she had was a silver necklace that had a jeweled sunflower.

She looked stunning. She was way too good for Festus. She was a goddess. Someone to be worshipped. Not be manipulated by Festus.

Coryo tried to speak as Sejanus answered the door.

"Festus!!" Sunni exclaimed, seeing him at the door. She giggled and wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck, kissing his cheek, as Festus embraced her body.

"Hi, baby," Festus greeted, smiling and sending a triumphant smirk to Sejanus and Coryo as the two glared at him.

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aloy-sobek · 8 months ago

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Vet Bills and a Sick Kitty Boy

Hello all, over the past month and a half I have incurred some medical bills for my cat Alistair, that while one bill hurts but isn't world ending. Multiple have put us in a bind.

Our Total: $430/$1176.86

My Paypal: tielfingriley or paypal.me/tieflingriley

The Story:

So my sweet yet very hungry boy Alistair, had been having stomach troubles. He's 12 years old, so not uncommon for a cat his age, and he has always had a bit of a sensitive tum, but this was different. He was projectile vomiting mostly water, and I had noticed he was loosing weight. He is a long cat, and his healthy weight sits at 15-16 pounds.

So we take him to the vet and the do a initial blood panel with a special panel to check a for a heart protein, it is here that I learn my asthmatic cat also has a heart murmur! But because of the special check it had to be sent to THE ONLY LAB IN THE US THAT CHECKS FOR IT, which meant it was pricey

Good news, blood came back fine. His heart and kidneys weren't failing but he was still vomiting water at this time. At this point we were moved to a different vet who noted his long term tum issues. Informing me that long term inflammation can lead to Gastrol Intestinal Cancer. (Maybe) They only DEFINITIVE way of checking was to slice him open and do biopsies, which wasn't ideal. Instead we opted for an Ultrasound, it would check for inflammation, which would say absolutely yes or no on inflammation, but would still be a maybe on the cancer (however its the same treatment either way). But could also check Liver, Pancreas, and Gallbladder. I of course chose this because it was far less invasive to the boy. Alistair did need to be sedated. He isn't a violent cat, but he is a squirmy noodle.

This is when things got really spicy for us financially. You see this happened RIGHT before my birthday. Like legit I found out my cat had maybe cancer the day before. And my husband a few weeks prior had bought me a rather nice gift of storage drawers? IDK what you would call it but furniture for my art supplies to be stored in. It was a bit pricey but I was having a rough time and a history of astronomically shitty birthdays. (As you can see, the universe has a sense of humor)

So the Ultrasound came back. Yes there are signs of inflammations, so cancer is still a maybe. However, what had the doctors eyes and was concerning her more was the pancreas. It was, extended and incorrect. She believed that it wasn't producing a enzyme to help break down food, particularly fat, for absorption. Essentially, on top of the inflammation, Alistair was slowly starving to death. However before just popping some pig panceas pills inside my boy, she wants to make sure. So more blood work, TO THE ONLY LAB IN THE US OF COURSE, an another bill.

Now we are waiting on this information. He is on some pro and prebiotics that have stopped the vomiting entirely. However his weight is still quite thin. I am unsure if we will have more hefty bills. For reference a checkup at this vet is 50 bucks. So normally its not to rough on us, and check up plus vaccines is 100 which is a planned event. None of this was planned to say the least.

AND NOW THE SAPPY SHIT

Alistair saved my life. I know logically getting a cat as a means to not kill yourself isn't the best thing to do, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Ive had him since September of 2012. I love that fluffy biscuit stealing bastard with my entire heart. I have a tattoo on him on my arm, my first and currently only tattoo. Because of him, I was able to live a longer and healthier life and I want that for him.

Despite being a cat, he loves biscuits, potato chips, and the tops of muffins but only the tops. He can and will open cookie jars for cookies. I have explained he is an obligate carnivore and he has explained like a good southern he cant turn down a carb.

He will fist fight you for cheese. Love to play fetch with a hair tie. Isn't a lap cat with the exception of me. LOVES NAPS, and likes to watch Markiplier.

He's a very good boy with separation anxiety, and tummy issues who just wants to nap and eat and I think we can all relate.

Oh...and he has a little mustache

Thank you to all who donate and to everyone who spreads the word to help us get out of this debt.

#Fundraising #gofundme #Donate if you can #But absolutely reblog #Thank you so much #Alistair the cat #Cat

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stevethemomharrigton · 2 years ago

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For requests, obsessed worshipping Kurt Kunkle who’s totally in love with you, and nearly flies off the wall when you reveal you hate your physical appearance. He probably takes some... different, ways, to show you his love of you

Your request is my command!

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Kurt's god

Summary: You are one of Kurt's regulars when it comes to Spree driving, and he grew obsessed with you. Then one day, after your shift at the pub is done, and after some nasty jealous girlfriends, you ordered your Spree, and Kurt picks you up like normal. Though he notices your mood seemed off and got you to talk about it, which resulted in Kurt showing you, just how much he worships you.

Warnings: NSFW, Cam sex, Unprotected sex, Non-con, Dark Kurt, 18+, Semi-public sex, Car sex, Smut, Bondage, and Kurt.

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Your shift at the pub just ended, and boy were you exhausted. All night, there was this group of college kids at one table in the way back of the pub.

There were five boys and six girls. You guessed that they were the girlfriends of the boys.

During your shift, the boys would yell, shout, or just cat-call you. They were making nasty comments about your body, your outfit, and just the way you looked. Such as "Hot damn girl! Those shorts on you, make your ass pop!" and "Man, I'm getting a boner just by imaging you with your clothes off!"

Then your least favorite one. "Hey, sweet tits! How about I bend you over that counter and go to town in that tight pussy of yours?!"

You hated it when college kids go to the pub. They get so drunk that their brains stop working.

But the girls...they were worse. They were glaring at you the whole night. Then at some point, the girls came over to the counter.

They spewed words at you such as "Your such a fucken slut dressing like that!" and "You want our boyfriends, don't you?!"

One girl even commented about how ugly you were, and how one man would touch you.

Now, normally these words don't hurt you. But you had just gotten out of an abusive relationship, and they used to say the same things. So it bought back healed wounds.

Once your shift ended, you zipped right out of there, and hide in the back until the college kids left. After you made sure they were actually gone, and not just waiting for you. You pulled out your phone and ordered a Spree.

The name of your Spree driver was someone you basically got acquainted with. Kurt Kunkle. Kurt was sweet at first, and you talked about some things. But over time he seemed...off to you.

He was asking you a shit ton of questions such as "Do you have a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, hell even a partner?" when you told him no, he asked, "Oh that's sweet...have you ever thought about making a sex tape?"

That had thrown you off, and you shook your head. After that, you always felt like you were being watched.

A car pulled up to where you were standing, and you recognized the car. Kurt rolled down his window and smiled at you.

Kurt: "Hey, Y/N! Get in!"

You smiled and opened the back door and got in. Once you got in, Kurt drove off.

Kurt: "So how was work today?"

You looked around confused to see a shit ton of cameras. They had never been there before.

Y/M: "Um...it was...good. I guess."

Kurt looked at you through the rearview mirror. Your answer seemed off to him. This wasn't your normal mood, and he didn't like it one bit.

Kurt: "Did something happen today?"

You sighed and nodded your head. You looked at yourself through the window and messed with your hair. Kurt noticed this and was confused about it. Since you normally never care about how you look, and that's another reason he loves you so much.

Y/N: "Just some college kids. That's...all."

You pulled out your small mirror from your bag and looked at yourself. You use to do this a lot when you were dating that jerk. You would look at yourself and just see a weird-shaped blob.

You messed with the makeup that your boss made you wear. You wiped it off and reapplied it. Kurt was confused by this.

Kurt: "What are you doing?"

Y/N: "Um...just fixing my makeup."

Kurt: "What why? Your shift is done."

Y/N: "I-I know that. I just...I just...I don't know why?"

You look back at yourself and still see nothing but a blob with a blob face. Kinda like a blobfish. You hated it and started to pinch your face. Kurt looked shocked by that.

Kurt: "Okay, what are you doing now?"

Y/N: "Fixing my face."

Kurt looked confused by that. He was starting to feel annoyed with your answers. He didn't like how you were acting all of the sudden. That your looks matter.

Kurt: "But why?"

Y/N: "*Mumbles* Cause I look ugly."

Kurt heard that and slammed his foot on his break. Your head went bashing on the back of Kurt's seat. You looked shocked.

Kurt whipped around in his seat and looked at you shocked, but also upset that you would EVER say that about yourself.

Kurt: "What no! Why would you think that about yourself?!"

Y/N: "Cause it's the truth, Kurt! Hell, even my ex said it, so it must be true!"

Kurt frowned at the mention of your ex. He remembered you talking to him about your ex. He was SOOOO pissed off that someone would EVER say shit like that to you, his goddess, that he hunted your ex down and killed him.

Kurt: "Where is this coming from all of the sudden?!? Y/N, what happened during work today?!?"

Y/N: "Some girls were jealous that their boyfriends couldn't keep their eyes to themselves, and they told me how ugly I was, and how much of a slut I was for how I was dressing! And Kurt...I-I think they are right!"

Kurt looked shocked but then frowned. He unbuckled, jumped out of his car, and you looked confused as to where he was going.

Just then he ripped open the back door, crawled into the back with you, and slammed the door shut.

Y/N: "K-Kurt what you are-"

He slammed his hand on your mouth, and you looked shocked and confused.

Kurt: "Look here, missy. You are the most beautiful girl I have EVER laid eyes upon, and I'll be damned that some Craiglist college girls tell you any different."

You looked shocked, you didn't know Kurt felt this way about you. You wanted to say something, but you froze up when you felt Kurt's other hand worm its way up your leg.

Kurt: "I'll just show you how much you mean to me, and how beautiful you actually are."

You trembled in fear and looked at Kurt scared. Kurt then pulled out his phone and started his live stream. He normally doesn't live stream with you in the car, cause he wants you all to himself. But he also didn't want to forget this special moment between you two.

Kurt: "Hey there guys. Kurt here. I'm here with Y/N. She's one of my regulars with Spree, and I'm going to show her just how much I love her. Want to watch?"

There were chimes of people commenting, and Kurt chuckled.

Kurt: "I knew you guys would! Here we go."

He reached up to the front and placed his phone on the holder, and all the cameras around the car started up. You looked at the phone to see that Kurt was live streaming, and you could see you both at all angles. This freaked you out.

Kurt: "Don't worry Y/N. I'll be gentle."

You looked scared and frozen. Your limbs didn't want to move, scared of what Kurt might do to you if you did move.

Kurt slowly reached the floor of his car, and found some rope, that he planned on using for the dead body in the trunk of his car. He tied your wrists together.

Kurt: "That's not too tight, I hope. Don't want to hurt you, now would I?"

You trembled, not nodded your head. This made Kurt smile. He then slowly unzipped your pants, and everything started to sink to you with what is about to happen.

You were about to get raped in front of tons of strangers on the internet. People will see this, and think it's a porn video. Your whole life would be ruined.

To that, you quickly pulled up your leg and kicked Kurt in the stomach. Kurt yelled out in pain.

Kurt: "Shit fuck!"

You took this as your chance to scoot away from him and try to open the door. But to your shock and horror, Kurt pulled out his car keys, and the child locked all the back doors. You looked at him scared.

Kurt glared at you and quickly grabbed your ankle. You cried and tried to pull your leg out of his grasp.

Kurt: "Stop it! I am TRYING to show you how much I love you, Y/N!"

He slapped you across the face and made you freeze. Kurt took this as his chance to pull you close to him and rub your cheek.

Kurt: "I didn't want to do this. But you lead me to no choice, Y/N. If you are gonna act like a brat...we're going to do this raw."

You looked at him shocked and scared. Kurt tied the rope to the door handle, so you couldn't move your arms. He then turned around and tied your ankles together, so your legs wrapped around his waist.

This made it so, you couldn't move your legs. You freaked out, tried to move them, and trashed around.

Kurt: "Stop it, Y/N!"

He wrapped his hand around your neck, and he gasped for air. Kurt grabbed a pair of scioross and cut off your pants and your underwear. Leaving the whole world to see your V. You cried lightly.

Kurt: "See, that wasn't so hard, now was it? Were you just shy?"

You sobbed and shook your head. Kurt smirked at this. He grabbed the shards of your pants and underwear and stuffed them in your mouth.

Kurt: "We can't have people hearing you, now can we~?"

You sobbed, but it was muffled by the shards of fabric. Kurt then unzipped his pants and pulled out his REALLY hard cock. You looked terrified as hell.

Kurt: "Don't worry. I'll be easy on you since this is your first time."

You looked at him shocked that he knew that. Kurt spit onto his hand and smeared it all over his cock. He lined it up to your hole and you trembled in fear.

Kurt: "You're going to be a good girl for me~?"

You cried, but Kurt took that as a yes. He smiled and slammed his cock into you.

You screamed in pain as Kurt groaned in pleasure. The chat was going insane, called you different names. A dono came up.

Bobby: "Damn Kurt. Didn't think you would some. Including someone as hot as her!"

Kurt grinned at the praise Bobby gave him. He's always wanted Bobby's approval. You sobbed at the thought of people watching you get raped, and thinking it was a porn video.

Kurt: "I know right Bobby. Y/N and I are the great of friends!"

You glared at him and shook your head. Your arms hurt from being tied up and up.

Bobby: "Well aren't you going to start moving?! We're waiting man!"

Kurt chuckled and nodded his head. He pulled out slowly, which caused you so much pain. You cried as Kurt got halfway out. Only the tip of his cock was inside of you until he slammed back in you causing you to scream in pain.

Kurt: "*Groans* God, fuck~!"

He panted and looked down at you with so much lust in his eyes. He placed his left hand on your hip, while his right hand creased your leg.

Kurt: "*Pants* D-Did you like that Y/N~? Did that make you *Pants* feel loved?"

You glared up at him, but a dono came up.

Bobby: "I think it did Kurt. You should keep going!"

Kurt nodded his head, and he started at a slow pace. Your moans and cries were muffled by the fabric in your mouth.

Kurt: "*Groans* God~! Ah, this is *Groans* this is all for *Groans* you Y/N~!"

He moved his right hand to one of your breasts and started to massage it. This made you moan.

Kurt: "*Groans* D-Does it feel good~?"

You glared at him, but your body was betraying you. By moaning and reacting. Kurt loved this.

Kurt: "Your eyes tell me you hate it *Groans* but your body is telling me *Groans* you love it~!"

Bobby: "I think she does Kurt!"

Kurt laughed and nodded his head. He moved his left hand to the back of your head, and then he picked up his speed. He slammed into you harder, which caused you to cry out.

Kurt: "*Groans* Oh god~! My queen~! I-I'm going to show you just how *Groans* just how fucken hot you *Groans* are~!"

You felt something hot in your abdomen and it was getting harder to control. You knew what it was, and you didn't want to give Kurt the satafizsion of getting that out of you.

But to your horror, you couldn't hold it anymore, and it snapped, and you came with a cry. Your walls tighten around Kurt's cock.

Kurt: "*Groans* FUCK~!"

Bobby: "Oh, shit! Did she cum?"

Kurt: "*Groans* Y-Yeah! God that felt so fucken good~!"

Bobby: "That means she loves this Kurt! Keep going!"

Kurt nearly died when Bobby told him that. He was happy, to know that he was making you feel good.

So he picked up his pace, and he moved his right and to the back of your head with his other hand, and slammed into you harder. This caused your hips to move up and down with his thrusts, which caused the car to shake.

Kurt: "*Groans* Fuck~! Y/N you feel so good~!"

You sobbed and moaned at the same time. You didn't want to hear that ever. You were just coming down from your high. You wanted Kurt to be done already.

Kurt: "*Groans* You feel loved yet~?"

You shook your head, which upset Kurt. He wanted you to feel loved. So he slammed into you harder.

Kurt: "Why the fuck not! I am showing you how much I fucken love you, y/N! You SHOULD feel loved!"

You sobbed, and trembled. Kurt then thought of something.

Kurt: "*Groans* Oh, I know how you would feel loved~! *Groans* I-If I cum in you~!"

Your eyes widen at that and shook your head. You didn't want Kurt to do that, since you were on birth control since you weren't having sex.

Kurt: "*Groans* God yes~! That would make *Groans* you feel loved~!"

You sobbed and shook your head. But Kurt was to far gone at this point. You felt the same feeling as before, and your mind became a fogging mess. You came again.

Kurt: "*Groans* god fuck~!"

Bobby: "She came again?"

Kurt: "*Groans* Yeah~!"

He picked up his pace, and he felt his cock twitch. He knew what that meant and slammed into her harder. Luckily his hands were blocking you from hitting the car door and hurting yourself. The car windows were all fogged up, and the car was shaking like crazy.

Kurt: "*Groans* Y/N baby~! I-I'm close~!"

Bobby: "Well cum in her man! Make her scream!"

Kurt: "*Groans* Oh, god~! Y/N, I'm going to cum so deep inside of you, and you're going to take it like a good girl, aren't you~?!"

You didn't even respond to that anymore, and only let out loud muffled moans. Kurt loved this. he felt he was super close.

Kurt: "*Groans* H-Here I come Y/N~! You're going to feel *Groans* feel so loved after this~! You feel *Groans* loved yet my queen~?"

With the snapped of his hips, he shocked his cock so deep inside of you, there was a chance that his cum seeped inside of your womb. You cried out, and the chat was going insane.

Kurt: "*Pants* Fuck~! That felt so good, Y/N."

You sobbed as Kurt cleaned the mess you two made, and put on some of his pants on you. He kept you tied up, as he drove to a bridge, and dumped the dead body into the river below. He then drove home, where he tied you in his room.

#kurt kunkle x reader #spree kurt x reader #spree fanfic #kurt spree #joe keery spree #joe keery #joe keery x reader #non con #possibly triggering

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kei-luv · 2 years ago

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Hey I looked at your requests opened and closed and you just slashed the closed and left the opened blank so I’m just going to assume that means their opened but if not feel free to ignore this and sorry for bothering you

Male reader x Vance where reader is a guitarist and sings and Vance first heard him while he’s on his way home near the stream and he’s always there singing and playing his guitar and he has this sickly sweet voice that over the days Vance slowly approaches reader and starts to talk about interests and then after a bit start dating and it’s really sweet because reader is so affectionate and plays with street cats

so sorry if Im bothering you

.⋆｡⋆☂˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆. 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝘆

Note: You're not bothering me, don't worry. And yes, my requests are always open, so you're welcome to ask for anything.

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tw: Light cussing, Reader is kinda cocky genre: fluff reader: male characters: vance hopper

word count: 1,388 masterlist

Nearly everyone in Denver knew the young man with [h/c] colored hair who regularly walked with a gig-bag strapped to his back to and from school.

Who didn't? He was so kind to people, treating the younger students with such consideration and speaking respectfully to those who were older than him.

Naturally, everybody knew him, even 'Pinball' Vance Hopper. He was deeply smitten with the boy and yearned to be somewhat close to him, even though he would never really admit it out loud. Yet he was unable to.

Really, how? [Name] [LastName] was a totally different individual from Vance and was far superior to him. In spite of the fact that the word "coward" never really fit him, it was only natural for Vance to back away from trying to talk to the teenager.

But that wasn't the case until Vance was returning home from the Grab N' Go after finishing his brief game on the pinball machine he claimed as his.

The one and only [Name] [LastName] was there at the skatepark, playing his guitar while a few cats gathered around him and watched, with a can of cat food open on his side for them to eat.

Vance had never heard the boy play the instrument before, so he was compelled to approach and take a seat behind one of the ramps to quietly listen.

The sound of [Name]'s voice, which was low but comforting to listen to that evening, was something Vance never anticipated hearing. When it came to falling even more in love with the boy, Vance Hopper didn't believe it was possible.

Who knows how long Vance remained hidden from [Name], but he did know that [Name]'s voice was something he wanted to listen to again and again—perhaps forever.

"Well, I guess I better get going, I'll see you guys tomorrow maybe." [Name] spoke, putting the instrument back in the gig-bag and giving one of the cats one last pat before getting up off the cement and dusting off any dirt on his clothes.

Vance jumped to his feet as soon as he heard this and peered out from behind the ramp to observe the [h/c] retreating figure. As a black cat crept up behind him, a small meow escaped its lips as it glared up at the blonde.

"Shut up, I wasn't spying.." Vance muttered under his breath as he looked down at the cat, who only let out another meow as it continued staring up at him.

"Whatever." The cat stared at Vance's back as he left the park and returned to his original route home, soon joining the other cats that played nearby.

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Like yesterday, [Name]'s guitar was the only sound Vance could hear as he passed the skatepark on his way home from the Grab N' Go.

As he did yesterday, Vance hid behind the same ramp again, listening to the boy play the instrument and humming along to the tune before leaving the park not long after [Name] did.

This went on for almost two weeks before Vance finally worked up the courage to approach the male, his heart pounding as [Name]'s guitar was tucked away in the gig-bag, and made the decision to play with a black cat that curled up next to him.

The same black cat that accosted Vance when he first listened to [Name] play.

Because he was occupied with the small animal, [Name] was unaware that Vance was standing behind him.

Vance had to reprimand himself for clearing his throat in an effort to get [Name]'s attention as the [h/c] turned to look at him, [e/c] eyes staring up at blue ones.

"Oh..uh, hello." Vance stood motionless, his palms starting to perspire, and he gulped apprehensively as [Name] welcomed him with a small smile on his lips.

"Uhm.." While trying to think of something to say, Vance exhaled with his mind completely blank. That is until the cat [Name] was petting approached him, beginning to rub itself against the hem of his jeans.

As he observed Vance attempting to distance himself from the cat that was still rubbing itself all over him, a faint chuckle escaped the [h/c] lips.

"Pft..uh, that's Milo, he's never actually acted like this to new people before. I think he likes you."

Extending his hand out, Milo immediately rubbed his face into it, the sounds of his purring filling the air. Vance silently eyed the [h/c] before deciding to sit down next to him.

"So, what's 'Pinball' Vance Hopper doing in a skatepark? Isn't he supposed to be playing his game right now?" [Name] poked fun at the tense blonde as he asked.

"Tch, well why don't tell me why 'Pretty boy' [Name] [LastName] is at a skatepark? Shouldn't he be helping old ladies cross the street?"

"Oh, you think I'm pretty?"

[Name] smugly inquired, his grin widening as he noticed Vance's red face. "Shut the fuck up, no I don't." Vance spoke angrily while averting his eyes from [Name] in an effort to conceal his increasingly red face.

'Cute.' He thought. Vance Hopper is well-known to [Name]; after all, he does engage in frequent altercations and harbors a strong obsession with the pinball machine at the Grab N' Go. So it was at least somewhat simple to identify the blonde.

Naturally, [Name] was also aware that Vance was hiding behind one of the ramps to watch him play; in all honesty, he thought that was quite adorable.

Milo, who was now next to [Name]'s gig-bag, let out a meow, catching the attention of both teens who turned to look at him. "Well, isn't someone eager to listen to me play?"

[Name] cooed, grabbing Milo and putting him in Vance's hands who reluctantly held him. The cat was quietly purring as it settled down on the blonde's lap.

After removing the instrument from the bag and setting it down on his lap, [Name] began to play. Vance watched intently, his hand slowly patting Milo.

After that, the two teenagers began to hang out at the skatepark on a regular basis, with the [h/c] playing music for Vance to hear, playing with the other cats that frequented the area, and occasionally going to the Grab N' Go to watch Vance play his pinball machine.

They hung out for almost three weeks, with each passing day quickly turning into a month, then two, then three, and finally almost a year, with the two becoming inseparable.

The two were now seen hanging out at the Grab N' Go, the [h/c] between Vance and the pinball machine. With the blonde's hands over [Name]'s own ones as he attempted to teach him how to play

And Vance cherished doing this, feeling like he was in heaven with [Name] in front of him and his hands encircling the [h/c] own ones as he enjoyed his game. He gave thanks to the gods for providing him with such a blessing.

"Ah crap, sorry, I messed up again..." [Name] muttered remorsefully, turning to face the blonde whose face was only a few inches away from his.

When Vance looked down at [Name]'s lips, his breath hitched, and the [h/c] did the same as he turned to face him. The two were silent, [Name]'s hands gripping the machine behind him.

Fuck it. Vance made the decision to take his chance and pressed his lips against [Name], wrapping his hands around [Name]'s waist and appearing to pull him in closer. Unable to resist, the [h/c] encircled Vance's neck with his arms.

Vance made the audacious decision to lick [Name]'s lips, seemingly pleading with him to let him in as the [h/c] complied, allowing the blonde's tongue to explore his mouth as muffled moans left [Name]'s lips.

The two ended their kiss, panting against each other, after what seemed like hours but was actually only a minute.

"So..what does this make us..?" In anticipation of Vance's response, [Name] mumbled to himself while gazing into his eyes.

"Boyfriends? If you want to.." After their earlier action a few seconds prior, Vance answered while softly panting.

"I think I'd like that."

AN: I actually liked how this turned out. Please send in more The Black Phone requests.

#vance hopper #vance hopper x male reader #x male reader #x reader #the black phone x male reader #the black phone

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ask-sum-2ps · 1 year ago

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Awakening

That's right! guess who's finally back into the swing of things! your favorite pink haired fox thing, things have finally settled down. and i'm somewhat caught up with my collage work, but now i feel safe and mentally secure enough to start working on my blog and my boys again; if you all have noticed or not the blog has gotten some visual upgrades, mainly it is lore and that lore will be unlocked going further down the line. i want the lore to be like a fun puzzle, i will be sprinkling hints as i go. now that states this blog will still be goofy silly haha 2p hot men, but lore is still fun to have and i like making it now some more updates below

For Starters, it's been a while since i've shared about my precious cats. We'll start with my older son, Thomas (tried to be Tomato but Thomas stuck) he is a big fat boy, love him a lots and his Brother Catalina (we thought he was a girl until he grew nuts)

so those are how the cats are and of course if you guys ever want i'll happily show some more pictues of my sweet baby boys. but now to the actual star of the blog and what you really wanna see. . . . . .

Me (just kidding)

Now the 2ps, so i have made a realization that on this blog i currently have 41 2p characters for the blog and 164 characters in total for the blog. so to make it so i don't end up fucking dying from trying to ya know trying to draw and keep track of every character. i will be separating main 2ps from side 2ps, you can of course still talk and ask the side cast stuff but i will mainly be focusing on the main cast. speaking off the main cast they will be getting some outfit changes/new looks just because i wanna give them some nicer outfits, the main cast will also be getting some more Indepth information that i will be posting on the blog so you can learn more about some of the lore i have for them

Klaus and Azrail are in grey cube jail because they are so ungodly pale that they disappear on the white background so i needed a different color to help them pop out but looking at it they are still kinda pale, at least they're a little bit more visible.

of course i also have a good few asks that i need to answer from last i left the blog off, although i won't be answering all of them as i will mainly be cleaning out my inbox and answering the ones that i feel like i can answer in a way that won't be disappointing. that includes a joke one my boyfriend gave because he is silly (i love him despite his silliness) so rest assure that there will be some asks finally answered but i hope i will get some new ones seeing as i will be more active (the art will be simpilar to help me do this easier)

i will also be doing more artist adventures with my 2ps, one of those things i want to do is animation and animatics. so expect to see some of those in the future, but if you would like to see early wips and other stuff i may do i do have a youtube channel although so far it's only character playlists for some random 2ps but i will still give the link if you guys are interested

um i'm not sure what else i should mention in this update, uhhhhhhhh oh! right you might be wondering why i'm orange simple reason is that it's autumn so ya'know orange. yeah seeing as my Sona Jam is an animal like creature i made it so she changes during the seasons. mainly to reflect how i like to change during the seasons (close and hair wise) funny enough in the species i made for Jam the they only change for winter but Jam is special as she changes seasonally.

each are different flavored too, Spring: Strawberry Lemonade, Summer: Cherry lemonade, Autumn: Orange Lemonade, Winter: Blackberry Lemonade

and those should be all the updates i need to give, i'm happy to be back! i missed everyone a lot

#mun announcement #mun salt #mun talks #mun art #art #salt #salts art #update #blog updates #i'm back!!!!!#sorry it's long #i missed you guys!!!

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