#his 😏 face is supreme to me

[lemonlimestar]

hey. don’t cry. knightfall nightwing figure, okay?

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[dsireland86]

I won't be able to listen to this song the same now 🤭😏🫠

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"Whatcha doing?" Nicholas asks, coming up beside me. "Grocery list. Need to add anything?" "Nutella. I used the last of it yesterday." I write his request down, smiling when he kisses me on the cheek and says thank you. "What would we do without you, Y/N?"

"More than likely starve," Jolly points out, coming into the kitchen. "Can you put black licorice on there for me, too?" "Dude, don't make her buy that! That shit tastes like fucking ass."

I hide my smile behind my hand, trying my best not to laugh. Nick is right, but the look on Jolly's face is priceless. "Hey, I'll get it, don't worry," I reassure him, pressing my hand against his chest. Jolly looks down at me and I feel his body ease.

"Thank you." "No problem." Jolly walks away, mumbling off words in Swedish, knocking Nick in the shoulder in the process. "Oh, what the hell, Jolly!" I return to my shopping list, shaking my head.

"Hey, Noah," I hear Nick say as he leaves the kitchen. I freeze; my body tightening, my legs pressing together, and my sex tingling, making my panties wet. Long arms brace themselves against the counter, pinning me between it and the body they belong to. I can smell Noah's presence and it makes me weak in the knees even though I'm sitting down.

"Hey you." "Hey."

"I missed you today." "I missed you, too," I admit, hiding my grin behind the palm of my hand.

Noah's lips kiss my neck, making me sigh. My stomach tightens, my pussy clenches, and the "please fuck me" feeling rushes over me, causing me to press my thighs together again.

"I thought about last night. It was all I could really think about today." "Oh, really?" The memory of last night reminds me how sore my ass still is. "You still feel me there don't you, Princess." I squirm in my seat, just thinking about it.

Noah and I decided to try a new thing; anal sex. As hard and painful as it was at first, once he was in was the most unimaginably amazing feeling ever; for both of us. Especially when Noah pulled me up and had me sitting on him.

He made sounds I'd never heard him make before and bit my back so hard when he came that he left a massive bruise and bite mark on my skin. "You felt so fucking good. I still can't believe you let me fuck you like that, though. Thank you." Noah kisses the side of my head. "Well, you sound so fucking good, so we both win." HIs sweet, subtle laugh brushes warmly against my face.

"I didn't hurt you too badly, did I." I smile at his sweet concern, shaking my head. But that's when I notice something is different. He sounds different. "What's going on with you?" I ask. "What do you mean?" "You sound different?" "Do I?"

I turn around to face Noah, forcing him to straddle my leg, and stare at him. That's when I see it; something in his mouth. It's big. It's shiny. It's a fucking grill. "Noah! What the fuck? Where did you get that?" I gasp, trying hard not to feel turned on by the sight of it. "Oli. He sent it to me."

Noah proudly shows off the shiny piece of silver decking his upper set of teeth. I haven't seen him this cocky and proud of anything since the band's run with Bring Me over the winter. The piece is nice, and for some odd reason, all I can think about is what it would feel like if Noah ate me out while wearing it.

"You don't like it," he assumes. I shake my head, tugging at his pant leg. "Actually, that's not it," I confess, peering up at him through my lashes. "I'm thinking things." Noah's lips curl into a closed grin. "What kind of things?" "You should know." Noah huffs a light laugh. "Maybe I should. But maybe I just want to hear you tell me." "Alright," I agree, willing to play his game of cat and mouse. "I'm actually,"

"Hey, Noah. Jolly and, shit!" Folio enters the kitchen, interrupting me in mid-sentence. "Sorry, Noah." Noah chuckles. "It's alright. We're just talking." The dark gaze he gives me says otherwise. "Jolly, Nick and I are heading out. Y/N, if you're done with the grocery list, Jolly said we could pick it all up for you while we're out." I peer over Noah's shoulder. Folio looks utterly embarrassed. I grab the list off the counter behind me and push Noah out of the way, handing it to Folio, thanking him. He smiles and quickly turns to leave.

I feel Noah's looming presence behind me as he slides his hands around my waist and down the front of my legs, purposely grazing my pussy. I jerk, rutting my ass against his cock which earns me a low growl. "Are you going to finish what you were going to tell me, or do I have to force it out of you," he mutters in my ear, taking it between his teeth and biting lightly. I can feel the coolness of the silver grill on my skin and I shiver a little. "You really want to know?" "I asked, didn't I?" "I want you to use it on me."

At first I think maybe Noah didn't hear me. But then I hear his whispered "fuck". "You want me to eat you out while wearing my grill. Is that what you're saying, Princess?" "Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying."

Noah hums, undoing the button of my jeans and slipping his hands down inside them. I moan at just the feeling of his hands on my skin. Sliding them further down until he reaches my sex, he stops and pushes my panties to the side, inserting two fingers at once knuckle deep inside me. "Oh god, Noah," I moan, gripping his arm tightly while pressing my hand against his, forcing him deeper inside me. "Fuck. You're walls are so fucking tight, and wet. Goddamn, your so wet for me, baby," he growls, sliding his fingers in and out of me rapidly. "Noah," I moan.

Removing his hand from inside me, Noah picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, taking me to our bedroom and closing the door, locking it behind us. He sets me down gently, walking me back towards the bed and shoving me down. Yanking my jeans and panties off, he pockets my panties, before kneeling down before me. "I'm going to need those back," I grin. Noah shakes his head. "Nope, they're mine now." When he smiles, the grill shows, making him look hot as fuck.

"Alright, spread your legs, baby. I want to see everything." I do as Noah asks, letting my legs fall open and making my pussy entirely visible to his eyes only. They're blown wide, consumed with lust. "See anything you like down there?" Noah's eyes peer up at me, and he grins. "You have the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. Fuck," he sighs, shaking his head and licking his lips. "And it's all mine. I can't promise I won't bit you. I'm hungry." He looks at me again, almost in an apologetic way.

Taking his thumb, Noah presses it down on my clit, massaging it in circles. I throw my head back, completely succumbing to the feeling of whatever Noah is about to do to me. "You like it when I play with you first, don't you princess?" I nod, eyes shut tight. He pinches my bud, and I moan loudly, just as he slides his fingers inside me again.

"Noah, shit," I cry. "You'll make me come just from doing this." Noah pulls his fingers out immediately, standing up and climbing onto the bed with me. "I haven't even properly fucked you with my tongue, yet," he smirks lifting my legs. "Well, you're just that good." "That's because I'm the fucking king, baby!" I laugh at the jab at his own song lyrics.

Noah sinks down, resting my legs on his shoulders, and spreads open my folds, giving way to my entrance. His tongue is the first thing I feel, the light gentle feeling sending shockwaves of energy through my entire body. Taking his time, Noah swirls his tongue around my clit, nipping it before abandoning it to kiss the inside of my thighs. He bits the flesh beneath his lips, sucking it afterwards once I've cried out, biting back moans. I grab his hair aggressively, because letting go is the last thing I want to do. The subtle moan he lets out, makes my skin prickle and I tug his hair each time he does something that enforces the heat and tension to coil in my lower abdomen.

"God, your sex smells so good," he whispers, coming up to me for a kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue the moment he slips it inside my mouth, tasting the inside.

"I love the way you taste, princess," he coos, caressing my face. "You taste like heaven. You are my heaven," he tells me, kissing the end of my nose. His dark, almond eyes stare into mine, lovingly looking at me. I run my hands over the sides of his face and he smiles as he slides back down between my legs, retaking his former position.

His tongue plunges deeper inside my core, stealing whatever protest I may have in me, and this time I feel the rough unevenness of the sliver grill over every part of my sex. Noah doesn't miss a spot as he laps up all his spit mixed with my juices and swallows it, humming in approval each time.

"That's it baby, fuck yeah, grind your pretty cunt on me." "Noah," I whine, feeling the building pressure coming to a head. "Fuck, Noah," I moan, chocking back soft cries.

Noah slips his fingers inside me, fucking me sweetly, as he slides his tongue against my clit in a steady rhythm.

"You're about to come for me, princess, aren't you?" I nod, squeezing my eyes closed and biting my lips. "Don't hold back, baby. Don't overthink it. Just let it go, baby. Let it go so I can fuck you the right way and fill you with my cum."

Noah uses his hand and presses down gently on my abdomen while his fingers are still moving in and out of me. The feeling is incredible yet unbearable at the same time. He finds my clit once more, massaging that one spot that he knows is going to give him the reaction he wants.

"Oh god, Noah," I pant, gripping the bed sheets. "Fuck! Baby, don't stop," I beg. Noah doesn't let up, working me up to the edge of my sanity until my orgasm hits me hard, sweeping through me like a desperate wave in a storm. My head falls back and I collapse against the bed, trying to recover my senses.

Noah quickly strips out of his pants and boxers, nudging my knees apart and moves his way in between, laying his weight on top of me. With his hands on my wrists, his mouth imprisons mine, and I sigh into his mouth as my body begins to mold with his. Softly he groans, yielding his body to mine, rutting his fully hard cock against my aching, throbbing pussy. "God, you're so hot," I breathe, unable to peel my eyes away from him. The look he gives me is as if he doesn't believe me. "I'm serious, Noah. You're beautiful." "You're prettier," he jokes, giving me a half smile. The shine of the grill shows behind his lips, causing me to pull him down into me and devour his mouth until we both almost can't breathe.

"Who owns you, princess," he whispers in my ear. "You do," I whimper, feeling the head of his dick probe my entrance. "Tell me you're mine. That you're my slut and this pussy is all mine to fuck and eat," Noah demands, slowly thrusting his cock a little further into me. "Noah," I moan, crying his name and arching my back and meeting his thrust. His teeth find my neck and he bites me, the coolness from the silver grill penetrating my veins, as he fully enters me, his cock bottoming out entirely in me, automatically hitting my cervix. "Oh fuck, baby!" I cry out, following it with a loud cry.

Noah grunts, releasing a deep heavy growl, pushing up off me, and slowly starts to fuck me; not fast, but driving each thrust hard into me. His hand found my throat, wrapping around it tight, enough to feel myself letting go. With the pressure of his fingers and the sensation of his cock filling me, I knew I wasn't going to last long.

Soon, the only thing that can be heard is our desperate panting, loud moans, and skin slapping against skin. "Fuck!" Noah murmurs, pounding into me, spreading my pussy and stretching it as he sinfully consumes me.

"Fuck, fuck, princess! Fuck, your cunt feels so good," he moans in my ear. "It's making me loose my fucking mind, every time I'm with you."

Noah pulls himself up, fucking me harder and harder until I hear him say he's about to cum. I can feel his body trembling as his thrusts grow sloppy. My choked moans fall like rain from my lips, spilling out into the air around us.

"Your moans," he growls, "they're driving me so goddam insane, princess. You're about to make me cum so fucking hard for you," he mutters. "Can I cum in you, baby? Can I make it drip down your legs?" "Mmmhmm, please, Noah cum in me," I whisper to him, and he does. With a loud grunt and one more hard thrust, Noah spills himself into my pussy, coating my inner walls with his seed. He collapses into me, burying his face in my neck. I can feel his heart pounding against my arm, the sound of it being the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.

"You're going to be the death of me, woman, fuck," he mutters, sounding exhausted, "You've already killed me, so I guess we're even. Noah looks up at me, confused. "How so?" I smile and brush the tendrils of hair out of his face. "You've stolen my heart, baby. Ripped it right out of my chest." Noah kisses me and I run my tongue over his grill one more time, already anticipating the next time he'll use it.

"I fucking love you, princess," he confesses, laying back down beside me. "I love you back. Now," I say, climbing on top of him and placing my hands on his chest, "are you gonna smile for me and let me see your grill?" I give Noah a wink and watch his face light up with laughter. He grabs my sides and tickles me, sending me into a fit of raging, squealing laughter. "Only if you rob the jewelry store and tell them to make me a grill." "Oh my god," I cry, laughing at his cheesy come back. "You're such a dork!" "I'm your dork," he says, gathering me up in his arms and laying us back into the comfort of the sheets. "Yeah, you are." Noah kisses my forehead as I cuddle up into him, finally feeling utterly exhausted. "I love you, Y/N. Always and," "Forever," I say, and he squeezes me tighter.

[hexologh]

┏━━━✦❘༻SWEET SWEET BAKER༺❘✦━━━┓

Let us repeat, We believe in Y/n Supreme fr. 🛐🛐

Ty @sleeplessdreamer14 for requesting

MK

Mk was just walking around minding his own business but then he'd smell this heavenly aroma., That would lead him to You of course.

You two would talk for a while and you would make him the BEST sweets and BREAD 🍞., And you treat him so kindly, he would start going more often.

The way you just smile at him w/ those beautiful eyes looking at him., Would bring him to his knees bro.

Like mk believes in Y/n supreme fr 😩

My boy is IN LOVE, Like after he finished his mission or his Training he would bolt away from what he's doing., Running to you.

Your just you amazing, cute, beautiful., Good at baking the list goes on.

If Wukong ever finds out, he would tease the HELL out of Mk and he would just take it, I mean he is his mentor.

Wukong

Tbh he was just going to get Peach chips, nothing more but then he thought about that cool bakery Mk and his friends where talking about, he decided to check it out.

Once he opened the door he immediately smelled the beautiful scent, which is you lmao you welcomed him and acting like he's just a person and deffs not a monkey.

He'd be surprised but amused, so he kept going to your bakery., The more he got to know you the more in love he was, but he doesn't know that. 😏

You actually treated him like he was just a normal person an not the “GrEat SaGe eQuaL tO hEaven” I mean he likes the title but he's tired of fighting demons, maybe for you he'll beat up a million more just to keep you safe.

He'd tell you story's and you'd listen w/ open ears., He'd be a little flustered by you staring right at him...W/ your.. Beautiful face..CURSE YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE, YOU!

One day he was just eating your amazingly baked cake but doesn't notice there was frosting on his cheek but you know who did notice? You., You stopped what you were doing as your soft hands touched his face making him confused and flustered, your finger swiping off the frosting before licking it off your finger.

You smiled at him, “Its better not to waste anything, right?” you asked, Monkey king is literally deceased.

Macaque

Macaque was just wondering off using the shadows but then he sees this bakery and tells himself, why not because you totally get to see a monkey walking by everyday.

He opens the door but bumps into someone, you! You'd welcome him slowly leading him to a table., He'd be confused but follows

Once he tried your sweets and how you smiled at him one word was just pops on his mind when he saw you, Adorable, YOU ARE ADORABLE. alright that settles it your never getting rid of him.

Be prepared because my dude will pop out of no where from the shadows, Sometimes just sits in the shadows and watches you., Which..Is kinda creepy 💀💀💀

But he doesn't care now does he? But one day he was in the shadows of your bakery ready to spook you, you suddenly turned around... Staring .. Right At HIM. Now that's flippin CREEPY, WHERE DID HIS ADORABLE Y/N GO!? My man would be scared like shiver me timbers but then you stopped.

You smiled, “oh, its just you Macaque., Glad it wasn't a demon.” Well Y/n....About that— Macaque then walks out of the shadows sweat dropping off his cheek, you raised your hand before petting the monkey he would practically pur bro, forgetting what happened.

Give this man some more love. 💀

Redson

Redson would fall hardly on your floor after he got punched by Wukong, when he opened his eyes someone looked straight back at him.

“...You want cake.” you'd ask, Redson blinks, “Huh.”

You'd convince him to stay as he lets you put some bandages on his hand, “You got peppers for this?” Redson asked, “That's cake.” you reply. “I know what I said.”, “What the fu—”

When he meets eyes with you he knew,. There’s something about you that was.., special, He doesn't know why but once he left and got back to his home, he couldn't take his mind of you., Your smile, your voice ect.

So he'd come back once in a while talking to you as you'd listen to him, we fr need more people like you. 😔

One day you just say to him flatly, “Your a very beautiful man, Redson” NOW LETS SEE THAT PENI—

He blinks trying to process what you just said, “Of..COurse! I am!!” his voice broke out he cursed himself for doing that, before hearing you chuckle, he looked up at you before a blush slowly covered his face you looked at him smirking, please fuck him where the sun don't shine Y/n. 🛐

[yourimagines]

DDP starts talking shit about Seans wife/baby mama and sean loses it

I actually like both of the guys hahah 😅

Hope this is what you wanted 👊🏻🖤

Used a Star Wars quote 😏

Anger leads to hate

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Hate, Anger, Bullying, Violence, Blood and fluff

Y/N POV

Sean was preparing himself for his next fight against Dricus du Plessis, his first title defence. I was trying not to get involved in this whole shit show. Sean was already pissed off by the fact that Dricus said some offensive stuff about his childhood and situation with his dad, so the tension between the fighters are very high and things are getting way to much personal lately…

“Babe, are you ready to go?” I asked him as I was waiting for him to be done. “Yeah…just needed to take a good…” he flushed the toilet and i heard him washing his hands. “Sean I need to know what you just did.” I joked as he enters the room with a small smile on his face. “You don’t?” I shook my head and grabbed my purse. “No, and we need to hurry up before your to late for the next press conference.” He nods and grabs his keys. “Yeah…let’s go.”

We both arrived and he walked ahead of me as the cameras were following us as we walked into the building. “Stay close to me.” He says as he briefly looked behind him to check on me. “I will.” I followed him around the building and stayed close to him. “Welcome Sean and mrs Strickland.” We got welcomed by a small group and they guided me to a seat behind the stage. “Mrs stays here and Sean goes up and takes his seat.” A guy was explaining to the rest. “Mrs Strickland, I have a tablet for you so you can watch everything as well.” He gave me a tablet and I friendly nodded at him. “Thank you.”

Sean POV

It was time and everyone was already sitting in their seats, waiting for the questions. “Hello I’m Derek from betr media, I have a question for Sean Strickland.” The goofy looking guy from Jake Paul was standing in the crowd holding the mic. “Sure, but I hope you don’t ask the same stupid question again…” referring to the question he asks at Nate Diaz. “No sir, I learned my lesson.” I looked briefly down at my hands, getting a bit bored. “Okay my question is, what is your response towards Dricus about his statement from this morning.” I looked up at him and shrugged. “I don’t know what he said this morning.” I looked over at Dricus, he was smiling and looked over at me. “You really want to know huh.” He says, trying to get a reaction out of me. “You acting like a fool man, I’m not going to beg for you to say it.” I answered back. He laughs and looks away. “He’s a bitch that’s what I said this morning.” I shook my head and decided to stay quiet on this one.

“Hello Derek from betr media again here, I have a question for Dricus this time, what are your thoughts about the media saying stuff about you kissing your coach and neglecting your girlfriend.” ‘Great question kiddo.’ I looked over with an amusing smile on my face. “Yeah Dricus what are your thoughts about it.” I commented to him. He picks up the microphone and laughs. “Well I don’t neglect my girlfriend, she very important to me, just like my family and friends.” I laughed at his response, totally ignoring the first part of the question. “It’s okay to be gay Dricus, kissing other men but just be honest.” The crowd cheered and he turned to look at me. He smiles and grabs the microphone again.

“It’s okay to be honest about being an cheater Sean, we all see it on the social media, that your fucking someone else while your pregnant wife is at home, making sure your son isn’t following his dumb father footsteps. The media has some nerve to say things about me being neglecting my girlfriend while this guy fucks around and is probably beating his wife with his white alpha male supreme shit.” The crowed went nuts, cheering but also a lot of booing. I grabbed my microphone and pointed at him. “That’s bullshit and you know it Dricus, yes I’m fucking crazy but I never laid my hands on a woman and especially not my own wife.” My blood was boiling as he continues his story.

“Sean come on, let’s be honest, I’ve seen a few pregnant women and they don’t look like they’ve been beaten up like her. Her hands are covered in bruises and not to mention your son, who has a gun. He’s 6 years old and already stupid just like his father. Y/N if you need help just let us know, I’ll beat this motherfucker next weekend so you can run the fuck out of there.” I turned my whole body to look at him. “You used my father to hurt me, that was already fucked up but using my wife and my son into this, that’s a whole different level of being a complete dickhead, I’ll wil show you to not to fuck around with me and teach you how to be a real man.” I said, talking to him as the crowd cheered me on.

Dricus laughed and signalled his hand at me to come over to him. “Come here now and let’s see who’s a real man, you’re a weak sad little guy who cries at night because he has some nightmares about his daddy and we all know it.” I stood up and tried to throw a punch at him, he ducked away and stood up as well. He pushed me away and I slightly hit him in the face before the security guards jumped between us and holding us both back. “That’s a very low blow Dricus, to use this against me, my own son and my wife, you’re fucking dead next weekend.” I was raging, trying to get to him but they pushed us away. “You need some serious help Strickland!” He yells before he disappears from the stage.

Y/N POV

Sean was pushed away from the stage after he tried to attack Dricus. “Let’s fucking go.” He says to me as he sees me sitting on a chair. I nodded and gave the tablet back. “Thank you.” I quietly said and followed Sean back towards the car. He was angry and I didn’t want to upset him even more so I stayed quiet as he drove us back home.

He pushed the door open and went inside. Our son Sean jr flinched a little bit as the door hit the wall. “It’s okay darling.” I said as I closed the door and walked over to him. “What’s wrong with daddy?” I combed through his hair and kissed his head. “Nothing is wrong, daddy is a little bit angry.” “At me?” His voice was small and a bit sad, thinking his father is angry at him. “No, not at you.” A loud bang was heard from the garage and I flinched at the sound. “It’s okay mommy.” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. “I know darling.”

Sean walked back inside, his left hand was bleeding. “Sean?! What happened?!” I got up and rushed over to him. “I punched the wall.” One of his knuckles was open, his bone was visible and blood was flowing down his hand. “Oh my god.” My stomach flipped around when I saw his open wound and I turned away from it. “Baby please don’t throw up now, can’t help you when I need to treat this first.” My face was pale and I had really the urge to throw up. Normally I could take things like this but since a few weeks I have a weak stomach. “Junior!” He yelled out as I hung over, trying to not throw up. “Yes daddy.” “Help your mother.” I heard his tiny footsteps running around the kitchen. “I’ve got a bucket mommy.” He placed it down and I immediately threw up. His tiny hands rubbed my back. “It’s okay mommy.”

I was feeling bad after I threw up, Sean made me lay down in bed and he was ordering some takeout for us. “I’ve got you some pizza.” He says as he walks in, handing me some water and my pizza. “Thank you.” My voice sounded hoarse from all that vomiting and coughing. “He’s worried about you.” Sean says as he sits down on the bed, checking my temperature as I took a small bite from my pizza. “I’m okay.” He nods and kisses my head. “I know, you’re a strong woman.”

The internet was filled with Sean’s outburst, people were divided over this one. Some people said he deserved it, because he’s always criticising others. Others are saying they are on his side, encouraging him to kill Dricus next weekend. “Why are you reading those things.” Sean says as he joins me in bed. “Curious.” He shook his head and gently took away my tablet. “You need to rest, those comments won’t help you to feel better.” He lay the tablet on his nightstand and cuddled up, wrapping his arms around me. Laying his hands on my belly.

“You know he lied about those things, I fucking hate that guy.” Sean whispered against my shoulder. His hands were caressing my belly as he placed soft kisses against my shoulder. “I know, he’s just trying to get you off guard and it’s almost working…” he sighs softly. “You are the most important person in the world for me, so I will always protect you and my children.” He gently pressed down on my belly, trying to feel his other son. “You should be careful my love, we need you to protect us and you can’t do that if you’re in jail.” He snorted and kissed my neck. “I promise I won’t let that happen, you’re too fucking hot.” He pressed himself against me and I giggled softly. “You are crazy Sean.” I joked to him. “I know.” He joked back as our unborn son started to kick, making Sean very happy as he felt his kicks against his hands.

[httpsserene-main]

✈️ thinking about lo'ak hours : open

you CANNOT tell me lo’ak would not be the bf who acts like an absolute FOOL !!! like you know those tiktoks where the girlfriend (filming) is leaving and doesn’t respond with “i love you too” when their boyfriend says “i love you” and they gradually start screaming i love you at the top of their lungs IN FUCKINF PUBLIC like….that has supreme lo’ak energy™, see excerpt below <3

you and lo’ak are swimming around exploring the ocean and he signs to you a quick, “oh i promised my dad i’d come back early so he could teach me how to use a gun !!” with an excited grin on his face. you nod understandably, a grin of your own appearing at his eagerness, and the two of you start heading back to shore. when you emerge from the water, your ears are clogged with sea water so you struggle a bit to hear lo’ak’s “i love you” as he’s turning to head to his family’s marui. you nod absentmindedly at the sound of his voice, flashing him a beaming smile (cute lil dimples and all if you have them) and start heading off on your own, greeting the children splashing in the shallows. you notice as you’re walking that everybody is beginning to stare at you, and they’re starting to laugh and point, and you are like “yoooo wtf do i look crazy rn???” you turn your head to the side and gently pat the water out of your ears, and when you turn upright you hear lo’ak’s loud ass yelling at unimaginable decibels “OEL NGATI KAMEIE !!!!!”

LMAOOOO you come to an automatic halt, your body cringing (at the force of his love for you obviously 🙄), hand covering your eyes in disbelief at this man, and you turn around and start motioning for him to cut it out, but this kid continues to scream even LOUDER! you tilt your head up looking at the sky and sigh as if you're asking eywa why she made you fall in love with this absolute skxawng of a na’vi. you give up and embarrassingly run back over to him, in front of the whole clan (i am cringing so hard), and cover his mouth, standing on your tippy toes to whisper in his ear, “i love you too,” blushing indigo, giggling and all as you rock back to quickly kiss him on the cheek and then you make a quick escape away from everyone’s amusement.

lo’ak who now has literal hearts for eyes as he watches you run to your friends and they all start teasing you, tsireya vigorously thumbs-upping at lo’ak, and you slap her on the shoulder for encouraging his boldness. bro only sees this as an absolute win, he’s established his outlasting love for you practically in front of everyone, so…anyone who tries to steal him from you is pretty much asking to meet death :D

jake who was contently just watching this play out from a distance, and when lo’ak turns to find him, all he does is slowly nod at him proud that the rizz is genetic 😏

i hope you all enjoyed this! i’m going to try releasing smaller drabbles like this in between my bigger works. i got two requests for sure that i’m writing and releasing soon…. so slide me some more if you want to see more things like this 😚

much love, <3 kirby !!!

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[lady-of-the-puddle]

All right I've been holding this back for a while but now you get to see my

Rating Tron's Exes

list

The boy:

See? him face

And now the exes:

FIRST UP WE HAVE

1. Dyson

Bougie Rat Bastard 3000

Is the Worst™

Absolute dork loser

Made a grab for power and betrayed his brother his captain hiS KING

Not even hot

2/10 Sucks like the vacuum he is

2. Clu

Discount fuck boi god wannabe

Okay listen

There's chemistry between them

Even if it's toxic af

He's part of Kevin of course he and Tron dated

Yes it was full of hate

Esp when he was stuck as Rinzler 😏

But sometimes u gotta date an asshole to know what u dont want

0/10 Actual Nazi

3. Able

Daddy? Sorry

FATHER material

Has stable job and income

Firm but kind and caring

Will tell u to stfu

Divorce was mutual and they got split custody of Beck so pretty chill breakup overall

10/10 Need I say more

4. Cyrus

Boundaries Were Crossed

Yet another betrayal *sigh*

My boi Tron knows how to pic em

Somehow more crazy than Clu

But less Nazi at least???

Spectacular revenge plot tbh

Looks pretty sick 😎

World's Messiest Breakup

5/10 Dedicated to the bit

4.1 Beck

CRACK SHIP I SWEAR

I know y'all are about to come for me

But listen

Programs have no concept of age

This ship is purely for fun for me, I highly ship them as father and son usually (see: Able)

Something about the desperation and trust issues between them speak to me

We all know it would never work out

7/10 doomed by the narrative (if we HAD ANY)

5. Flynnster

fuck boi God SUPREME

I am highly biased on this

loves Tron so much he ported him from the old system

Spent more time with him than with his own son (-1 point for that)

named everything after him

Tron was ready to give up his own life to save him

ANGST

never officially broke up but he thought he was derezzed so that counts

9/10 HERE WE STAND WORLDS APART HEARTS BROKEN IN T- ok I'll stop

6. Ram

Cinnamon Roll too pure yadda yadda

Wide eyed sweetheart

Never did anything wrong in his short cycle

Was in a brief polycule with Tron and Flynn

Only broke up because he derezzed

What's not to like

11/10 perfect angle

7. Yori

HER

Unpopular opinion y'all are about to murder me

They were each other's beards

She's a nerd lesbian

Because she's hot and I want a chance with her I want her to be

They simply realized they preferred other programs and amicably broke up

She calls him up from the first system every now and then and they spill some hot tea and rebellion tips

100/10 bc im in love with her here have another pic

Anyone I missed?

In conclusion, all users and programs desire Tron carnally, grid's biggest slut, he's in nothing and is my everything thank you for coming to my TRON Talk next time I'll rate Beck's exes cause that's been overcooking in my brain too

[raileurta]

So i have a concept idea for some miguel and jerrferson interacting:

Jefferson is NOT fond of miles having another father figure. (I know theres peter but still this is for the story-) He never liked how miles and miguel were close with one another, he hated this random 6 ft tall vampire-spider man guy from another universe was trying to act like miles' father when jefferson was literally right there. Frankly, miguel doesn't really like jefferson either.

Ever since miles introduced the spider team to his parents, jeff and miguel immdiately got bad feelings about each other, always trying to be the superior father figure miles needs (Think of alastor and lucifer's dynamic from hazbin hotel if you watched that series)

However, their thoughts about each other will change after jeff said this during one heated argument:

"I'm his father, ME, not you! You want a kid so bad? Then get your own!"

This would cause miguel to freeze up on the spot and look away, a look of sadness and despair on his face, jeff would be shocked and a tiny bit quilty at his reaction of course, and that only get worse when miguel realized that he doesn't have a kid anymore.

That will be the moment when jefferson would feel like the biggest jerk in the world.

Basically after that miguel would just talk to jeff about his daughter, what happened to her, and how miles means so much to him. and lets just say after that the two of them started to warm up around each other from now on.

Supreme idea. Extremely delicious. 🤤🤌✨

I can just imagine the shenanigans and angst. These guys would just be so petty with each other. Miles and Miguel would just be out defeating an anomaly but once they were done Miguel would pat Miles' back and say how proud of him he is. While Jefferson is standing right there.

I think when Jefferson says Miguel should get his own kid I imagine he just leaves. The reminder of Gabriella hurt his heart just right. Miguel doesn't have anything to say because Jefferson is right, Miles is his son. Even if he was Miguel's he already killed his past child what's to say he won't hurt this one now? The reason Miguel actually engaged in his rivalry with Jefferson is because he's insecure/scared. He wants to be a father again so bad, it hurts. Miguel wanted to prove to himself that he could be a good dad again.

But it was for nought, Miles deserves someone better. Jefferson's words were his tipping point, Miguel decided to distance himself from Miles. Of course the kid immediately notices and tries to figure out what went wrong. Miguel just tries to brush it off or come up with some reasons. Jefferson at first is delighted to see Miguel backing off but he quickly sees how it is negatively affecting Miles. It accumulates in Miles having a breakdown asking what he did wrong. Jefferson then "borrowed" Miles' watch and traveled to Miguel's office.

There they have a heart to heart, Miguel explaining Gabriella and other stuff. Things go back to normal just better now.

Then idk Jefferson and Rio develop a crush on Miguel. 😏

[reality-not-for-me]

Welcome to the MW2 world, Valkyrie

So, hear me out, it’s time for the supreme rule and worship of muscle mommies. I made a character for just that 😏 I would love to see her out and about in things and if you do use her, please tag me!! I wanna see!! Just, you know, don’t claim to own her. She’s MINE.

*I have literally never made an oc before, let alone write fics or anything, so take it easy on me pls lol*

Ok, here we go:

Call sign: Valkyrie

Real name: Chelsea Quinn

Member of the 141

Female but not necessarily “feminine”. Hot in her own way. Could pull men And women if she wanted to. Price uses this to the team’s advantage for Sure. I really wanna write something where Valkyrie goes in instead of Soap for that one campaign mission to meet El Sin Nombre and not only is every man in there questioning things but Valeria has a gay panic attack lmao

Really short medium brown hair that she looks really good in

Definitely steals Soap’s hair gel

Asked Soap to style her hair into a fauxhawk/mohawk once, the boys all secretly loved it on her

She cuts her own hair but has Soap help with the back of her head cause I think he does his own too. She of course helps him too

6’-6’1” in shoes and like, 230lbs of muscle

Sergeant level

27 years old

Built like a tank with visible musculature, slight hourglass figure with thicc thighs, proportionally large titties and an ass for days. Therefore people would consider her to be a Muscle Mommy™️

She also has tats, an elbow cuff on her left arm, a forearm wrap-around sleeve on her right, and a couple of ones only seen when she’s wearing more revealing clothing. Definitely the type to incorporate her scars into a tattoo

The type of person who can dish out the genuine compliments/flirts but can’t take them, gets all flustered when someone does

Can sing and will when given the chance. Especially if something is stuck in her head.

Ghost can play the guitar and every now and then she’ll sing softly along with him (he’ll play songs she knows on purpose after discovering this)

Quite a pretty facial structure and smile. Doesn’t see her beauty but learned how to flirtatiously manipulate targets via the boys. THAT’S an Interesting story

Has light colored freckles on face and shoulders, mole on left cheek

Caucasian, tanned

Witty

Sometimes dry humor, sometimes goofy

Loyal

Not one to go against authority or talk back unless it means one of “her boys” gets left behind

Loving of those who are close to her

Kind of a masochist lmaoo but more so in a way that’s like, she’s pushing herself too far physically and mentally cause that’s the perfectionist in her. Unless… 👀

When sparring she’ll take down all of the boys in combat except Price and sometimes Ghost simply because Price is absent during training and Ghost is just too fucking agile and large. Doesn’t mean she won’t still try. Once she took a punch to the abdomen in order to bum rush Ghost and managed to catch him off guard enough to tackle him. He was impressed and flustered but still called it cheating

Gets along almost too well with Soap, openly flirts with one another but more so in a bffs way. Unless… 👀

They definitely also flirt with Ghost because they think it’s funny when he gets flustered, but one day the man is gonna snap I’m tellin ya (and when he does…… 👀)

Managed to become the third musketeer of Ghost and Soap

Is allowed to call Soap Johnny

She has definitely picked up the Scottish and English slang and will say them in the respective accents. The boys think it’s hilarious

She makes the funniest faces sometimes when she’s reacting to a story someone is telling

Ghost loves her deep down just like with Johnny, and will die and kill for both of them

She has seen Ghost’s face because they trust each other so much and he knows she takes trust so so seriously. They bonded over ✨past trauma✨

They originally were just professional towards each other but once Ghost saw her scars on accident (while changing) he started warming up to her and would seek out conversation with her, which she happily accepted and returned.

Soap just started talking to her when she arrived and she also happily accepted and returned lol. She’s just very personable. She’s the type to be reserved until someone else makes the first move (which may or may not be true for… other situations as well 👀😉)

I believe she’s at least an inch taller than Soap, and will make sure he remembers it. She can and will pick up people who are smaller than her. Well, let’s be honest, she’ll still pick up people who are bigger than her. The boys all wanted a turn to be picked up by her lmao

Calls Ghost by his first name in intimate moments (not that kind you perv. Unless... 👀)

Is often the one everyone can talk to about personal shit because she listens and has feedback to offer with no judgment

Is the sole woman on the team so she is happy to answer any questions the men might have, sexual or not. Drunken “never have I ever” got a little crazy last time

When she needs to vent or cry, Ghost and/or Soap will hold her and listen. Same goes for the reverse. Or any member of the 141 tbh. She is Mommy™️

That being said, she will 100% cuddle platonically with Anyone who wants/needs it. She understands that everyone needs human intimacy (especially in their line of work holy shit). “Wanna cuddle?” “What? Why?” “Cause it’s nice. Don’t make it weird.”

She has scars along her shoulder blades and one on her abdomen through and through to mid/lower back. Changes the story of how she got them every time someone asks. Only her true friends know the real stories. If she’s in civvies or undercover she tells people it’s from getting moles removed lolol

Won’t open up to just anyone, but will also just spit out something shockingly personal casually amongst the 141

Took Spanish for eight years in school so she will giggle at things Rudy and Alejandro say and they’re shocked when they find out she Knows™️. This being said she will also call Soap names in Spanish with them in front of Soap to annoy him.

Also knows some sign language and taught it to the boys, for when they’re on mission and need to talk silently.

Will offer herself up to be a diversion or to do something crazy mission-wise. It drives the boys crazy cause they just want to protect her but she’ll give them a reason why she’d be the perfect candidate and they’d have to let her.

When she dresses up for undercover work she is a VISION. the boys have to rein it in and she gets confused and/or flustered when they all of a sudden avert their eyes or stutter around her.

König. Oh that poor man. He is down bad for her and she doesn’t really know it. She just thinks he’s having his usual social anxiety when talking to her so she makes sure she’s nice and patient with him. He first saw her when he was visiting one day. She and the boys were sparring and she pinned Soap right as she looked up at him, eyes all dark, and he combusted then and there. Although she isn’t picking up what he’s putting down, her boys of the 141 are and will protect her/compete for her attention while he’s around. If you accuse Ghost or Soap of being jealous they will deny it of course.

When she’s exhausted she gets the loopy kind of silly where you laugh at nothing and then feel like sobbing at the same time.

During her period she’ll silently suffer until a big cramp comes and then she’s death gripping something while lowly groan growling out and breathing slowly. The first time it happens all the boys are like “uhhhhh you good Val?” And she’s like “…yes.” In the most strained voice ever lol. She has an IUD in so she doesn’t have to worry about actually bleeding while out in the field. Now the 141 offer her meds when it happens.

I’m still adding things as I think of them, and of course will edit this as I add them. But yeah. There she is. I love her already and can’t wait to make stuff with her :)

[spiritsong]

20 & 21 for the Durge asks, pretty please?

hello dear spite!!! thank you for the ask 🖤

20. Is your Dark Urge open about their Urge or do they try to hide it? Why?

Aune is not even remotely open about her Urge, but she's not so good at hiding it either. She tries to keep it a secret as she's terrified and deeply ashamed of it. However, in her panicked fear of not understanding her lack of memories or her violent urges, she asks nearly all of her companions about advice on the subject. (Oops.) When confronted, Aune successfully convinces the others that she had nothing do with Alfira's death. (Well, everyone except for Astarion... 😏) When she kicks the squirrel to death just mere HOURS after they discover the bard's body, it becomes a bit more difficult to explain away. It's pretty much common knowledge amongst the group after the Grove massacre, but it is officially confirmed for the companions once they arrive at Moonrise.

21. What are 2-3 songs that your Dark Urge would relate to?

You've unleashed the beast with this question because I love collecting my little songs and making my little playlists

The number one Aune song of all time is Carrion Comfort by aeseaes: wring the world black / springs on my back / teeth tearing at the skin bleeding a blundering mess / beetles and worms in his chest sorry seeder / bottom feeder / nipping at what ankle's left all you wanted was a little taste / won't let a single sinew go to waste you should stop, you know, you know you should / but nothing else could make me feel this good voices howling and it's out of control / until you're nothing but an animal carrion comfort me

The Usher by Subrosa is a good that describes her relationship and perspective on death: all of my life I've been waiting for you with open arms, I'll come running towards you you're supreme, immutable, unchanging you're never failing through the ages you're more constant than the stars / because they change their paths with the seasons you're more constant than the moon / because she hides her face in the shadows you're more constant than the sun / because one day her embrace will melt the earth you're more constant than the gods / because sometimes when we call, they don't answer at all all in all, we end the same

When That Head Splits by Esben and the Witch is a bit of a nebulous choice, as it's a vision into the future for Aune - what things might look like if she succumbs/accepts the Urge alone she sits, a silent voyeur / kneeling naked at the altar while ants clamber over the / petrified hand of her neighbor there is a bulb inside her head / where once there was a brain in place a clod with roots, a ball of string that's full of love and lycorine when she grows numb / set by the sun she will become / part of the kingdom

[indira-korr]

"I think things, and sometimes they end up on paper..."

Under the cut are fics and art that did end up on paper (or a screen).

I'm always happy to chat about pretty much anything. Just send me a message or an ask.

Edit: I still post my art and fics here, but I don't browse Tumblr a lot lately (so, only the occasional reblogs of other stuff unless I'm on a mindless scrolling and reblogging spree). But feel free to send asks, message me, or tag me for games or cool Clone Trooper stuff, if you want me to see something :)

Meet my favorite OC, #Clone Trooper Fawkes, in Welcome to Andraven.

My AO3 (some of it is 18+, also please mind the tags, including clone shipping )

Masterlist of my fanworks 👇(not up to date. I'm too tired 😵 Just check out the tags on this post)

Toy photography:

#Kel's tiny troopers

Art:

Is there a good way to organize my own posts? I don't know how half the stuff on this site works. 🤷

My uncensored Art collection on AO3.

My art on Tumblr #Kel.draws

General Star Wars

She is Back (trans one week)

You already are (trans clone week)

Trust [Drabble and Art] (Tup&Dogma, Tup/Dogma)

Rex getting Domino Snuggles (Echo/Fives/Rex)

Hot Soup (in every way)

Forever starts now (Stormtrooper and Sarlacc shenanigans)

Ryloth is hot... (Waxer/Boil)

Sleepy Werewolf!Waxer floofball

Boil cuddles Werewolf!Waxer

Cody hates The Goose

Wash deep colors seperately (Fives)

Kaminoan Spa day (Lama Su, Taun We, Nala Se)

501st Veteran Trooper and Tooka

General Grievous in oven mitts

"A herd of tookas" (on top of Waxer)

Cody/Rex + Armor!kink

BAMF!Cody WITH A LIGHTSABER

Strategic Napping (Echo and Rex)

Reunion (Echo/Rex)

Pain in the shebs (Fives' shebs) Part 2 Part 3

Rex pin-up

"Deece Maintenance" (Rex) (and one in color)😏

Waxer is a Disney princess, Boil is exasperated

WaxerBoil Forehead kisses

Light in the Darkness (Waxer lives)

Tooka cuddles with Waxer

Omega with a Moon Yo

Grizzer the blanket thief/Grizzer for Supreme Chancellor

Waxer and Boil shenanigans

Fog in the 501st (Tup in the shower)

More Marbled Pole'tooka +mlem

Fives had a bad dream

Puppy training with Grizzer and Hound

A bantha squishing Echo's face

Echo got marker on his face

A basket of Star Wars fruit

Tooka (marbled-polecat-style) and her kitten

Other people's OC's

Semi-sentient Force-Sensitive Space!AloeVera finds new home: Bright New Future

Clone Trooper Gudgeon wears her first dress

Clone Trooper Scald's new tattoo

Tooka Trooper LightsOn

Clone Trooper Bicycle is open for business!!!

From my own OC fics

Red and Fawkes holding hands in the woods

Red's and Fawkes' first kiss

#Troooers in trees series

Alone time under a waterfall

Red is a sleep snuggler

Helmet reflection

Fond Memories (Cadet!Red being adorable)

Snuggly blankets for all Clones

Nineteen's first aurora

Bitty's and Olaf's Offspring

Naked graffiti

Several unsorted drawings

GG's solo act

Sparky's Afternoon Delight

Holo score board for Part Eight: Blaze

Art for Part Eleven: Variance III

Hedreg's Diary

Shenanigans

[bangtanintotheroom]

AJ! Congrats on the milestone!! Of course people are following, your writing is amazing! 💕

Can I request a Yoongi x Reader using smut prompts 29 “not so cocky now, are you?” and 41 “call me that again”? 🥺

Thank you Sunny! 🥺😳💕

You don't know how happy I was when I saw you asked for Yoongi hehehe

• Pairing: Underground Rapper!Yoongi x Underground Rapper!(F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Smut, Enemies to Friends

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 4.1k

• Summary: It was bad enough that you beat him in a cypher but then you had to rub it in his face afterwards.

• Prompt(s): #29 and #41 (smut) “Not so cocky now, are you?” “Do that again.”

• Warnings/themes: swearing, Yoongi hates losing, reader is a cocky little shit, oral (m. receiving), fingering, dirty talk, unconventional pet name (nothing degrading), slight dom!Yoongi, rough sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex (WRAP IT UP!), cumshot

• Notes: Shoutout to @sunshinerainbowsbts for asking for a request with Mr. Min Yoongi! This man has had such a tight grip on me lately that I ended up typing a good chunk of this at work while we were slow 🤪 Crossposted to AO3 as well.

Masterlist | Sore Loser | Neck and Neck

Unbelievable.

He hadn’t lost a cypher in the four years he had been underground and that fact had changed today.

Thanks to you, of all people.

Yoongi was still in disbelief as he walked through the backstage hallway, not even sure where the hell he was going. He got his ass handed to him in front of the same people who ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ at his unmatched flow and devastating lyrics. He was a fan favorite but there was no way he was going to escape from this unscathed (he could already see the sympathetic DMs coming in his inbox in the morning).

He wouldn’t normally be such a sore loser but because it was you, he had every right to be salty. You were immensely talented, he couldn’t deny that, but your cockiness was what kept him from seeing eye to eye with you. Overconfidence radiated from your pores and lingered in the way you walked, talked and even dressed. It didn’t help that you were starting to make a name for yourself in the scene; Yoongi’s ears itched every time he turned a corner and heard someone speaking about you. He had to keep his face still as a statue as the MC announced you as the winner, his jaw clenching as you shot the audience that infuriating grin of yours.

Either way, he wanted to get out of here and not hear anything sounding like your name for the rest of the night.

Yoongi felt his phone vibrate and pulled it out, groaning at the message on the screen.

[Namjoon (RM)]: hey man, mind waiting for me? Supreme needs help setting up the lineups for next week

[Yoongi (Suga)]: fine man. how long u gonna be

He made a face at the next message.

[Namjoon (RM)]: prolly half an hour, you know how he gets 🙄 you can go ahead if you want

[Yoongi (Suga)]: nah, I’ll wait, no worries

Yoongi chuckled at his friend’s enthusiastic reply.

[Namjoon (RM)]: you’re the goat, man 🥺 I’ll buy you extra kimchi at Spice, promise 🤞🏼

[Yoongi (Suga)]: bet 😏

Yoongi cut the screen off before pocketing his phone, wondering how he was going to pass the time. He really wasn’t in the mood to socialize with others and be reminded of his loss. At this time, most of the performers and spectators should have been gone or out in the front, meaning the dressing rooms were most likely empty. A quick nap couldn’t hurt.

Just as he was about to head off, a voice from behind made his stomach turn.

“Sugar baby!”

For fuck’s sake.

Yoongi blew a breath out of his nostrils before turning to see you walking towards him now. His irritation grew at the sight of you but it was also because his eyes immediately wandered to your exposed midriff and the silver butterfly dangling from your navel. Why did your hips have to sway like that?

“You know that’s not my name, Y/N.”

“Well, that’s my name for you.” You giggled as his eyes rolled from your retort. “Surprised you’re here all alone, where’s your other half?”

“He has to take care of something, gotta wait for him.”

You hummed, pretending to be thinking about something as your hands rested on your hips. “I see…so that means I can bug you until he’s done?”

Yoongi growled and turned around to start walking down the hall. “I don’t fucking think so.”

Blinking as he basically blew you off, you began speed-walking after him, trailing just behind his taller form. “Hold up sugar baby, don’t be rude! Shouldn’t you be nice to the girl who just knocked you off your throne?”

Yoongi gave you an unimpressed look. “I don’t have to be shit to you, especially since you did that.”

“Aww, someone’s mad, huh? Them’s the breaks, dude, can’t win at everything in life, you know?”

It was hard to get someone like him worked up but you were hitting all the right buttons. His hands clenched into fists as you followed him. “Y/N, go away, I don’t want to talk to you.”

Of course you didn’t listen as you kept following him. “You sure? Maybe I can give you some tips or-“

You nearly ran into him when he stopped in his tracks and whipped around to give you a devastating glare. “Y/N. I don’t need any of your goddamn tips or tricks or whatever advice you want to give. Fuck. Off.”

The look he was giving you should have made you shrink in fear but instead you felt the urge to push him further, something about the way his usually stoic demeanor was cracking intriguing you.

“You know-” You stepped closer to him, noticing the way he stiffened at your close proximity. “One little L isn’t gonna kill you. Just get rid of that stress somehow and you’ll be alright, kid.”

“And how do you suggest I get rid of that stress?”

“Well, you can-” A finger came up.

“Go drink your sorrows-” A second one.

“Eat some good ass food-” A third, followed by a painted smirk.

“Or get your rocks off.”

Yoongi couldn’t help but laugh dryly at your suggestions, despite his annoyance with you. “Wow, wonderful ideas there. I beat you to it on the first two though, already planned to do those after I get out of here.”

Your head tilted as you pouted. “Just the first two?”

“Mhm. Not in the mood to look for a hook-up, not like the thought passed my mind anyways.”

“I see…”

You seemed to be in deep thought as you looked down now, eyes on one of the patches on his leather jacket. Taking that as his cue to leave, Yoongi turned around and began walking again. Only now he stopped when your voice rang out once more.

“What if you didn’t have to look?”

His brow raised in confusion before his head turned to look at you. “What?”

“I said, what if you didn’t have to look for a hook-up?”

“...if you say that my hand will suffice, I’m leaving for sure.”

“No, dickhead.” You cocked a hip out and rested a hand on it, having the nerve to look up at him through those long lashes of yours. “I’m saying that you wouldn’t have to look too far…”

You trailed off on purpose, figuring that he would get the hint soon. Your prediction came true as his narrowed eyes widened a few seconds later, eyeing you with stupefaction.

“You can’t be serious…”

Your teeth flashed. “Serious as a motherfucker, sugar baby.”

Yoongi’s expression of shock swiftly morphed into the irritation you were familiar with. “Y/N, you’re not funny, you know that? It’s bad enough that you kicked my ass, now you’re making jokes with me? Go bother someone else with your bullshit, I’m done.”

“Who said I was joking? Are you really about to turn down my generous offer?”

Yoongi really should have said ‘yes’ and kept it moving but a minuscule part of him wanted to humor you and see if you really were sincere about your offer. Folding his arms, he leaned forward at the waist, looking you right in your eyes.

“Y/N…what makes you think I would accept? You think I want to fuck you? I just told you how I felt about you.”

All you could do was laugh at how he tried to make himself look intimidating. So cute.

“Sugar baby, I know you want to fuck me. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you’ve been looking at me since I stepped on the scene. Your mouth says one thing but your eyes say something completely different.” Your arms motioned to your body, moving from top to bottom. “No shame in saying you want someone.”

Yoongi tried not to follow your gesture but he couldn’t help but let his eyes rake down your shapely form before returning to your face. “…what about me?”

“Hm?”

He stepped closer. “Even if I did say I wanted to fuck you, do you want to fuck me? Or are you just trying to pull me in for some pity fucking?”

To his surprise, you looked a bit put off by his theory. “Dude, I don’t fuck out of pity, I fuck someone because I want to. And on that note, I-” A manicured nail pointed at him. “Want to fuck you.”

Yoongi did not imagine the rest of his night going like this at all. If you had told him before he got on stage that he would be beaten by you, a newcomer, in a cypher, he would have scoffed and said ‘yeah right’. But if you had told him he would have this same woman offer herself up to him afterwards, he would have thrown his head back and laughed in your face.

It wasn’t so funny now.

Especially with the way you were eyeing him up as you waited for a response.

Shit.

“Huh…you been planning this or something?”

You hummed and looked off to the side. “Not exactly. I just know that I’ve liked what I’ve been seeing since the beginning and I’m choosing to seize the opportunity. Besides-”

Yoongi blinked when he realized how close you were to him now, leaving only a few inches between your bodies. “You’re pretty sexy when you’re mad, you know that?”

As if that wasn’t enough, you had to run that damned finger of yours along his chest, making his breath hitch as he felt the edge of the acrylic through the fabric of his shirt. Whatever sensibility he had flew out the window with both of those actions, prompting him to grab your hand with his own. His eyes bore into yours with increasing lust as his tongue ran out over his lips.

“I don’t have much time, you know…”

“How long?”

“Less than thirty.”

You chuckled, lacing your fingers with his. “More than enough time.”

With your confirmation, Yoongi turned and began walking once more down the hallway, making a beeline for the set of doors at the very end labeled ‘Dressing Room’. Picking the closest one, he rapped on it with his knuckles and listened for an answer. Hearing nothing, he pulled the door open and practically threw you inside before stepping in after, turning around to shut and lock it. The second he turned back, you were on him, hands gripping onto his jacket and pulling him down into a hard kiss. Yoongi’s eyes shut at the contact, wasting no time in moving his lips against yours.

But the second your tongue forced itself into his mouth, he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you off of him. Panting softly, he rasped out. “Hold on there. Didn’t you say I needed to get rid of my stress?”

You gave him a look of mild puzzlement. “I did…”

The smirk he shot you made a shock run down your spine. “Then don’t think you’re going to run things while we’re in here.”

Before you could even open your mouth, Yoongi quickly spun you around so your back pressed into the door, pinning your wrists and reattaching his lips to yours. His knee pushed itself between your legs, parting them with little resistance on your end. As much as he liked the moans you were letting out from the way his tongue was swirling around in your mouth, the rational part of his brain reminded him that he didn’t have the luxury of taking his sweet time. So he let go of one of your wrists, only to let it join your other one in his grip while his free hand snuck down to your pants, making quick work of the closures. As soon as they were undone, he slipped his hand into your underwear. The gasp you let out and what he found made him chuckle before he pulled his lips away.

“Damn…I barely touched you and you’re already this wet?” Yoongi leaned in to brush his lips against your ear and husk. “Don’t tell me you’ve been like this since we were on stage?”

The way your body shook gave you away. “Mnh…maybe.”

Yoongi chuckled, lowering his voice further. “Well, well, if I knew the little rookie had a thing for me, I would have just dragged you back here earlier and fucked you already.”

“Shit…but I thought you didn’t like me?”

“Hmph, you’re alright when you’re not running your mouth off. Doesn’t make you any less hot.”

You grinned at his casual admission. “Aww, sugar baby actually likes me, that’s- hah-!”

He cut off your teasing with a firm press to your clit, giving you an unamused look. “That’s not my name.”

“Wh-”

Now his long fingers reached back to play with your entrance, feeling the way the hole tensed at the touch. “You want more, Y/N?”

“Y-Yeah…”

His eyes narrowed. “Then what’s my name?”

It was so tempting to keep up with the nickname but your need for his fingers inside you won.

“S-Suga…”

The way his lips curled up to flash his teeth made you even wetter. “Good girl.”

Yoongi rewarded you with two of his fingers sliding into your heat, pulling a shaky groan from your mouth while he swore under his breath. He began pumping the digits, feeling his cock twitch in his pants each time you clenched around him. Once he worked you up to a panting mess (thanks to swipes of his thumb and curls of his fingers), he slipped them out of you to begin working on his belt. Your hand came up and rested on his, prompting him to look up at you with a raised brow.

“Let me do that.”

The sultry way you delivered those words killed whatever protest was on his lips, moving his hand away to allow you to take over. He watched you silently until you sunk down to your knees as you undid his zipper. “Hey, I told you I don’t have much time.”

“Wow, has to be the first time a guy didn’t want me to suck his dick. Just for a little bit, I promise.”

The fluttering of your lashes plus the mental image of your lips wrapped around him made him go against his better judgment. Scoffing, he shook his head. “Fine.”

“Thanks baby.”

You hooked your fingers into the fabrics and eased it down, letting out an impressed sound at the sight of his cock (even he couldn’t fight the chuckle at the stroke to his ego). Your hand came up and wrapped around him, giving him a couple of pumps before taking him halfway in, indulging in the hiss that came through his teeth. His hands came up to tangle his fingers in your hair as you started bobbing on him, the sounds of your mouth and his occasional groans the only noise in the room. After a few minutes, Yoongi gave your locks a light tug, reluctantly letting you release his stiff length from your mouth. Only giving you time to lick the saliva off your swollen lips, he reached down and stood you up before turning you around to face the door. Pulling your hips back so your ass stuck out, he held onto the waistband of your pants before tugging them down sharply to rest halfway down your thighs. Running his tongue over his bottom lip at the sight of your bare cheeks, he rested a hand on one to give it a squeeze while he wrapped the other around himself. Scooting closer to you, he ran the tip along your wet folds before purring out.

“Ready for me, rookie?”

You whimpered, pushing back against him. “Please, Suga…fuck me.”

Chuckling at how cooperative you were now, Yoongi lined up with your entrance before sinking in, a growl rumbling in his chest as your heat began enveloping him. As soon as his hips touched your ass, he leaned in to rasp into your ear. “Don’t think I’m going to go easy on you.”

A clench around him and the turn of your head to flash him a sly smile was all the assurance he needed.

Licking his lips, he pinned your wrists to the door once more before beginning to thrust into you hard and deep. The cry that escaped you only motivated him to keep his pace up, the sound of his skin smacking against yours like music to his ears. As the pleasure kept building up, Yoongi began husking again, a hint of smugness in his voice at how you kept squeezing him with every stroke.

“Shit, doll, your pussy really likes my dick, huh?”

“Fuck- y-yes, it does…you’re really spreading me out…”

Yoongi laughed again at how needy you sounded, trapping your earlobe between his teeth for a second. “Listen to you…not so cocky now, are you?”

Your cheeks flared at his call-out. “M-Mm…”

“Huh? What happened to that big mouth of yours? I thought you were going to use it to give me some advice.”

“Y-You, ah-! You don’t need it…”

His hips paused at your admission, eyes widened in disbelief. “…what was that, Y/N?”

The whine that came out of you at his action nearly broke his surprise. “I said…you don’t need my advice. You’re-” You turned your head to look him in his eyes, barely able to keep the eye contact going with what you were about to say. “You’re already fine the way you are.”

Yoongi blinked, thinking he was having some dream (he guessed it’d count as a wet one considering he was buried in you) because of what you said. From the start, you were nothing but conceited to him, refusing to acknowledge his seniority and skill level to his face. Nearly everyone had praised him except for you which always irked him, for whatever reason. Fuck the cypher, to have you say the words he wanted to hear for months now?

That was a win in his book.

“...about time you gave me some respect.”

Now you broke the eye contact, face heated at how you broke your mask of arrogance in front of him. Damn him and his good dick.

He moved your wrists to be held by one hand again before sliding the free one to the back of your neck, pressing your cheek into the cold wood of the door. “You’re talented yourself, baby, but you’re nowhere near my level yet. Maybe in a couple of years I’ll let you mouth off to me again but for now…”

Yoongi returned to moving his hips again at a rough pace, forcing you to hold back the shriek that wanted to escape your throat, remembering that anyone could have been passing by in the hallway. As if having his cock pound into you mercilessly wasn’t enough, his head leaned in again to growl into your ear.

“So who’s the king of the cyphers?”

“God…y-you!”

His teeth flashed. “And who’s the boss of that stage?”

“You-! Fuck, Suga…”

Yoongi laughed at how you whined out your answers, his chest swelling with pride. “That’s right, doll, don’t you forget it. Now stand there and let me fuck you like a good rookie.”

You could care less about his words at this point, you just wanted him to go through with his promise. Thankfully, he didn’t hold back with his thrusts, his grunts and groans low yet becoming more frequent as time went on. He must have lost track of time as he felt his phone vibrate in his jacket pocket all of a sudden, wondering if it was Namjoon letting him know that he was done with his meeting. Cursing under his breath, he removed the hand from your neck to place his fingers on your throbbing clit, pulling a sharp inhale from you. “Shh, just hold on tight, baby.”

With a quick nod from you, Yoongi began rubbing the bud in circles, your slickness helping his finger move around easier. The tension in both of your bodies kept rising and rising until his thrusts became more erratic, sweat beading underneath his mint-colored bangs.

“Fuck, Y/N, gonna come soon-”

“Mnh, m-me too…don’t stop-”

Teeth digging into his lower lip, Yoongi kept up the pace, ignoring the way his phone kept vibrating more frequently. Namjoon kept him waiting, the least he could do was let him come.

“O-Oh Suga…” A few more circles of his digit made your back arch suddenly, unable to hold back as your orgasm slammed into you. “God!”

Yoongi barely got a warning before you started clamping down on him tight, forcing a sharp hiss from his lips as he quickly pulled out, wrapping his hand around his cock. Giving himself a few pumps, he groaned lowly as he hit his peak, strands of white shooting out the tip to paint your bare bottom. “Fuck-”

Once your bodies began coming down, Yoongi unwrapped his hand, taking in the sight of his come dripping down the curve of your ass. His ringtone sounding out in the room brought him out of his observation, reaching into his pocket with his unstained hand to see Namjoon’s name on the screen. Swiping the green button, he held up the device to his ear.

“Hello?”

“Yo, you alright man? I texted you a few times and you didn’t answer.”

Yoongi cleared his throat, doing his best not to sound out of breath. “Yeah, sorry man, I snuck into one of the dressing rooms for a nap. Just woke up for this call.”

He heard his friend chuckle on the other end. “Ah, I shouldn’t have been surprised, you and your naps.”

He gave a small ‘hmph’ and walked over to the coffee table, grabbing a couple of tissues before heading back to your still bent form. Yoongi ignored the questioning look you gave him as he started wiping his mess off of you. “You done with Supreme?”

“Yeah, a couple of minutes ago, actually. You still up for dinner?”

Yoongi scoffed, both at Namjoon’s question and how you tried to reach for the tissues he had in his hand, dodging your reach. “Of course, idiot, you owe me extra kimchi, remember?”

“Damn, I was hoping you’d forget about that. Alright, you want me to come meet you by the dressing rooms?”

“Nah, just wait for me by the entrance, I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.”

“Alright, see ya.”

Hanging up, Yoongi returned his phone to his pocket before tossing the soiled tissues in the nearby trashcan. Looking at you again, he was surprised to see you giving him a look of full-blown confusion. “What?”

“You…you didn’t have to do that, you know.”

He shrugged and reached down to start doing his pants back up. “I’m not an asshole who doesn’t like to clean up their own mess. Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh...thanks, Suga.”

Receiving a nod in acknowledgment, you began working your own pants back up as well, not wanting to hold him back from his meetup. You walked over to the mirror to straighten up and make sure nothing was out of place and screamed ‘I just got fucked against a door and loved it’. Satisfied with what you fixed, you turned back to get ready to leave when you noticed Yoongi giving you an odd gaze.

“...what?”

“You didn’t call me sugar baby.”

You looked away in sheepishness. “I-I know…you said it’s your name so, yeah. Don’t make a big deal of it, dude…”

Yoongi chuckled at how shy you got, stepping forward to give you one of his cat-like grins. “Thanks rookie.”

You pouted up at him, poking him in the chest. “Stop calling me that, that’s not my name.”

“Oh, I see. When you did it, it was fine, but when I do it, it’s a problem?”

“...just go on your little date, man.”

Yoongi shook his head at how you avoided his question and prepared to leave until a thought came up. “…hey, you ever been to Spice?”

“The barbecue place? Yeah, their pork belly is bomb!”

A hand came up to ruffle the back of his mint-colored strands. “You…you wanna come with us? RM wanted to get barbecue and hot pot tonight, even though we had trouble finishing it the last time, figure an extra body might help.”

He expected you to decline, wanting to keep your time together confined to the building but the way your eyes lit up and you nodded proved him wrong. “Sure. Two things, though.”

A brow lifted. “What’s that?”

“One-” Your mouth curled up. “You share some of that extra kimchi.”

“Two-” Your lids lowered now before your eyes traveled up and down his form. “All that shit we just did? Do that again.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes at your first request but they paused at your second, watching the way you took him in with your gaze. His tongue flicked out over his lips before he smirked.

“You’ve got a deal.”

©bangtanintotheroom, 2022. Crossposted to AO3. Do not repost to other sites or copy without permission.

[the-pale-goddess]

How is Miss T spending her 30th birthday?👀✨ Does she celebrate it? How does she feel about the 3 and the 0?

Anon, my beloved! Can’t thank you enough for this question and your interest in Tiffany! You’ve made my heart so full 🥹❤️❤️❤️

The big 30 deserves a triple celebration, and that’s exactly the gift I’ve given to my girl 🥂 I went a little overboard with this response, sorry 😅

Warnings: we’re discussing E&T, so expect references to some adult activities jsvksvskvs

Actual birthday

Tiffany insisted that reaching 30 is not a big deal, so she chose to work on August 22nd.

Waving her twenties goodbye wouldn’t make any real difference in her everyday life, but it was symbolic, and this seemingly irrelevant detail put her in a weird, reflective mood.

Ethan knew it was a pretty big deal for her after all. For weeks prior, he watched her stare in the mirror looking for new wrinkles (there were none, but she would always find a reason to shake her head at her reflection and sigh) or plucking out stray gray hairs.

He could tell she’s got a lot on her mind, but she put her brave face on, covered her melancholy with a thick layer of humor and tried to deal with it on her own without burdening others as per usual.

The prospect of entering thirties made her feel a bit lost and confused. Usually confident and fearless, Tiffany suddenly didn’t know which path to choose and how to do it. But the reckless times of irresponsible youth, even if she rarely acted that way, were over. She lost access to that gray area of life where mistakes were allowed. She had to make some life-shaping decisions, and she had to make them soon.

With no hesitation, Ethan decided to be the distraction and support Tiffany needed while her self-searching quest continued.

You bet that E&T were late to work that day 🤡 Tiffany’s ever-caring and thoughtful partner made sure her day started on a high note: with a hearty breakfast in bed and morning sex.

He got up early to spoil her with her favorite Italian style omelette, freshly squeezed orange juice and delicious coffee.

Though he tried his best to be as quiet and sneaky as possible, T woke up anyway. Careful not to ruin the surprise, she pretended to be asleep, but Ethan saw through her act.

Then fucked her senseless just the way she likes.

The afterglow snuggling made it impossible to simply leave the bed and get ready for work, so they stayed in a little longer, enjoying each other’s company and engaging in pillow talk.

Inspired by the occasion, Ethan felt the need to verbalize some of his thoughts.

„You’re well aware that I’m not fond of birthdays, but…I’m immensely grateful for you, and I want you to know how special you are. How important you are to me.”

Tiff (being Tiff) joked in response, saying that Ethan’s advanced age made him sentimental. The truth, hovewer, was evident; her heart filled with overwhelming happiness—she was exactly where she wanted to be: loved, in love, and accomplished, with bright future ahead of her. The thought brought her comfort and boosted her confidence. Little did she know that in a few months her world would turn upside down 🤰🏻ksbksbskbs

Edenbrook celebrated Doctor Addams with a lot of noise—slightly embarrassed and deeply moved Tiff received many wishes and small gifts from fellow doctors and her favorite patients.

After work, E&T had a low-key dinner in one of Tiffany’s favorite sushi restaurants, then drove home to get the finest dessert on the menu 😏

Speaking of desserts…Ethan almost forgot about the most important part of his plan, the birthday cake—a criminal offence, really. After they finished each other They finished the day eating the fancy cake on the balcony, their spent bodies loosely wrapped in the sheets.

Tiffany was obsessed with the choice: vanilla supreme made with custard sauce and Bourbon vanilla, homemade blackcurrant jam, hazelnut dacquoise. Devouring this deliciousness under the stars, comfortably seated in Ethan’s lap as they watched Boston twinkle at night, was definitely worth the wait.

Of course Ethan received a rich reward for his efforts: T went extra with her dinner outfit and new lingerie. She’ll do anything to make him speechless 💅🏻

Birthday party

The gang wouldn’t let Tiffany say goodbye to her youth without a proper party, so she accepted her fate and decided to give in: a fun celebration for her friends takes place on Saturday. One of her sisters, Cynthia, is coming over from San Francisco.

It’s even more special because she organized it with Sienna (whose birthday I HC to be in July)—Miss Trinh waited a month just to have a joint birthday bash with her bestie.

Birthday trip

Last, but not least: a special gift from Ethan! In two weeks, he’s taking Tiff to Ireland where she’ll finally have an opportunity to explore her roots.

Their sightseeing focuses on Galway (her grandparents’ hometown) and the country’s most beautiful natural wonders such as the Cliffs of Moher or the most scenic routes of The Ring of Kerry.

The most exciting part of their vacation, the Galway trip, was meticulously planned by Ethan with the expert help of Tiffany’s Nanna offering some bits of their family history. Unrelated fun fact: Mrs Byrne adores Ethan to bits—she was actually the first and only person in T’s fam to give him a warm welcome.

Initially, they intended to mix Tiffany’s thirty with Ethan’s fourty (30th December for my Capricorn King 🫶🏻), but in the end decided to use his birthday as an excuse for another Eurotrip around January/February (*coughs* remember The Tape?).

I posted a little peek into T’s bday trip shenanigans, you can find the ficlet here ❤️

[fanartka]

Oooh, my dear Sunshine, you know how much I love this gentle Supreme and every time I look at him, I fall out of reality for a while, looking at the details. All these pink spots on his white skin, the rich colors of the tentacles and clothes (in those places where there is at least some clothing😏), highlights on the buckle, on the clothes and on the Eye of Agamotto. These nails are so predatory and so cute (it’s seems to me that your Defender helped him do a manicure). But his look, his gentle face and those reddened cheeks are just... I'm in love. It thought that my house was filled with all sorts of beautiful and interesting things, but he is the most beautiful... creature in it. (Until I can get into my house you 😏😉😘)

Thank you, sweetheart, he is amazing😍

A gift for @fanartka . 🥰

[terapsina]

how about ❛ do you mind if i sleep here tonight? ❜ and ❛ are you comfy? ❜ for a XLH/DFQC fic? 😏😅

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She paced outside the doorway to the Arbiter Hall he'd remade for her for what was probably longer than was good to maintain her image as actually being Dongfang Qingcang. The guards were certainly starting to give their ‘Lord’ some rather strange looks.

Finally huffing a breath, Xiao Lanhua grabbed the front of his robes and stalked inside.

This was his fault, if he’d only let her go home she wouldn’t have had to switch their bodies in the first place.

So busy imagining all the ways she’d like to yell at him, she nearly tripped over the hem of the robe as she started to walk up the staircase. Except for the sunrises the copy was perfect, something which just infuriated her further. How did Dongfang Qingcang not understand that this only made it hurt worse?

So grumbling under her breath she finally reached the doorway to her room. And drew short once more.

It was her bedroom. And yet the idea of barging in made something uncomfortable and fluttery bloom in the bottom of Xiao Lanhua’s stomach.

She knocked.

“Come!” commanded her own voice from inside after a moment. It sounded all wrong. Too low, too short. She grimaced, she couldn’t wait for it to finally be time for that thunderstorm he’d promised her.

But she followed the instructions and opened the door, finding Dongfang Qingcang sitting on the edge of her bed, her hair down as he combed through it.

She blinked at the gentleness he was exhibiting in his task. He wasn’t forcing the brush through the tangles, instead pausing to run his- her fingers through the strands until they came loose. For some inexplicable reason, her throat dried and she had to swallow.

“Did you want something?” he asked, not turning his eyes away from the wall he was glaring at.

“Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?” she threw out in a rush before she could change her mind.

The true Moon Supreme froze and pulled up his face to look at her. There was suddenly an expression again on his- her?- his face, the same one she’d seen when she’d told him she’d help him bathe if he wasn’t willing to let the maids do it.

She still couldn’t quite figure it out. His face didn’t change, - his face never changed, - but something hot still rose up the back of her neck from it.

“Why would you wish to sleep here?” Dongfang Qingcang asked after a short but awkward lingering silence. “Didn’t you say you hated it here?”

She winced, feeling a flicker of guilt which she then suppressed. Remembering the reasons for her presence here now somehow strangely helped. Irritation and something a bit sharper than it shifted inside Xiao Lanhua.

“Your maids are trying to... join me- join you in the bed again,” she snapped out glaring at him once more.

His eyes flew to meet hers and she saw his hand clench the bamboo comb between his fingers so tightly it suddenly looked like it might break in half. There was something simultaneously angrily fiery and terribly frozen slipping into his expression.

It looked so incredibly weird on Xiao Lanhua’s face, she didn’t think there had ever been a look like it there when the person behind it was actually her.

And yet she wasn’t entirely sure there hadn’t been an expression just like it on her own borrowed face just a moment ago.

“Do whatever you want,” he said finally, once the look between them started to gain so much electricity on its own she nearly considered if it would be worth trying to kiss him now and seeing if that might be enough to switch them back.

Instead of letting her mind slip further down that particular road she rolled her eyes and just stomped past Dongfang Qingcang, falling into her soft mattress with another irritated huff.

“Comfy?” he asked dryly.

“No,” she grumbled, smooshing her face into the pillow “you’re too tall.”

Her ankles hung over the edge.

“You’re too short,” he threw back, but his voice was softer now, nearly making him sound like her for the first time since they’d found themselves in each other's bodies. “You’re laying too low on the mattress, Xiao Lanhua.”

Then she felt him slipping his fingers under the hem of his embroidered collar and tugging up.

The touch was a confusing mixture that simultaneously made heat spread inwards towards some mysterious destination in her chest and yet also felt just a bit off, like the fingers she felt on her skin weren’t quite right. Like they weren’t the ones that belonged there or the ones she wanted to feel there? Were there fingers she did want to feel?

She shuddered.

“I hate you,” she whispered into the pillow.

The touch froze and something inside her flipped painfully at the abrupt hitch she heard in his breathing. She felt him begin to pull back and not letting herself think about it, turned, catching his hand before he could remove it entirely.

She didn’t look at him. She didn't say anything. She didn’t know if there was anything she wanted to say and mean it. But she also didn’t let go of his hand.

[purplefeathersandblackleather]

Hullo love, hope you are well! I'm looking forward to your completed Supreme Stephen- patiently ofc because your work is as worth the wait as he is! 💜

I write to you today in your capacity as Moderator for @the-eldritch-sorcerer. I'm having a fantastic time rp-ing with them and their latest reply gave me what I hope is an awesome idea, so I wanted to pre-plan a little about my next response. Stephen has just touched Beauty's face--and l'd like to have her momentarily see a flash from a previous life where they were also involved. Stephen as an British Army officer; still a doctor/surgeon, but on the front lines in Flanders (or such) and Beauty is a British Nurse at the same field hospital. What a fun addition to romance that could be!

It'll just be a flash of insight and feelings to start with. Beauty sees him, lighter hair & mustache, no goatee, his eyes more green than blue. And as with dreams, she just knows certain details, as it's like a memory. If t-e-s likes the idea we can play it as additional element compelling them together in the present.

I'm on my lunch at work rn, but I can't wait to get back to my room and write a draft 😊 Please let me know what you both think as soon as it's convenient. Take care and thank you for everything. Most especially (today, anyway) for arranging for this wonderful role play for me. 🥰🥰🥰

I'm so sorry dear! I just saw both of your messages. I actually didn't see either of them because mobile won't notify me of your messages when I'm mobile as long as you're in Shadow Ban it seems. But I'm posting it now and definitely going to reach out to him and see what he says because I think this is an GORGOUS idea! Do you have any specific movie/show that you want him to use GIFS from for the flash? I will pass the message along to him since he's been wondering if you're doing okay and honestly, I was too. Neither of us are really well versed in Ben's works outside of Power of the Dog, Doctor Strange and Sherlock except one or two things. So, if you have any recommendations, I will definitely ask you to list them so he can look before he makes his reply to yours. I will have the colors for 838 done this weekend so also look forward to that! I will send them to you first for review before anyone else 😉😏 I look VERY forward to seeing how this story between Beauty and his Stephen unfolds! Also I'm sorry he's referencing Damon lol! He's snuck that in on me twice in his stories now. It's nice but embarrassing 🙈 @the-eldritch-sorcerer Come check this out!

[reality-not-for-me]

Welcome to the Modern Warfare world: Valkyrie

So, hear me out, it’s time for the supreme rule and worship of muscle mommies. I made a character for just that 😏 I would love to see her out and about in things and if you do use her, please tag me/her!! I’ll use #chelsea quinn and #chelsea valkyrie quinn amongst other tags. I wanna see!!! Just, you know, don’t claim to own her. She’s MINE.

*I have literally never made an oc before, let alone write fics or anything, so take it easy on me pls lol*

Okay, here we go:

Call sign: Valkyrie

Real name: Chelsea Quinn

Member of the 141

Female but not necessarily “feminine”. Hot in her own way. Could pull men And women if she wanted to. Price uses this to the team’s advantage for Sure. I really wanna write something where Valkyrie goes in instead of Soap for that one campaign mission to meet El Sin Nombre and not only is every man in there questioning things but Valeria has a gay panic attack lmao

Really short medium brown hair that she looks really good in

Definitely steals Soap’s hair gel

Asked soap to style her hair into a fauxhawk/mohawk once, the boys all secretly loved it on her

She cuts her own hair but has Soap help with the back of her head cause I think he does his own too. She of course helps him too

6’-6’1” in shoes and like, 230lbs of muscle

Sergeant level

27 years old

Built like a tank with visible musculature, slight hourglass figure with thicc thighs, proportionally large titties and an ass for days. Therefore people would consider her to be a Muscle Mommy™️

She also has tats, an elbow cuff on her left arm, a forearm wrap-around sleeve on her right, and a couple of ones only seen when she’s wearing more revealing clothing. Definitely the type to incorporate her scars into a tattoo. I haven’t decided what her tattoos actually look like though

The type of person who can dish out the genuine compliments/flirts but can’t take them, gets all flustered when someone does

Can sing and will when given the chance. Especially if something is stuck in her head. Secretly loved getting dragged to a private karaoke party room by Gaz and Soap. Ghost sat on the couch and laughed at the three of them making fools of themselves while Price smoked his cigar and smiled as he sat with Simon.

Ghost can play the guitar and every now and then she’ll sing softly along with him (he’ll play songs she knows on purpose after discovering this)

Quite a pretty facial structure and smile. Doesn’t see her beauty but learned how to flirtatiously manipulate targets via the boys. THATS an Interesting story

Has light colored freckles on face and shoulders, mole on left cheek

Caucasian

Witty

Sometimes dry humor, sometimes goofy

Loyal

Not one to go against authority or talk back unless it means one of “her boys” gets left behind

Loving of those who are close to her

Kind of a masochist lmaoo but more so in a way that’s like, she’s pushing herself too far physically and mentally cause that’s the perfectionist in her. Unless.. 👀

When sparring she’ll take down all of the boys in combat except Price and Ghost simply because price is absent during training and ghost is just too fucking agile and large. Doesn’t mean she won’t still try. Once she took a punch to the abdomen in order to bum rush Ghost and managed to catch him off guard enough to tackle him. He was impressed and flustered but still called it cheating

Gets along almost too well with Soap, openly flirts with one another but more so in a bffs way. Unless.. 👀

They definitely also flirt with ghost because they think it’s funny when he gets flustered, but one day the man is gonna snap I’m tellin ya (and when he does…… 👀)

Managed to become the third musketeer of Ghost and Soap

Is allowed to call soap Johnny. And Gaz Gazzy when they’re off duty. Or on, even. She knows he secretly admires having a nickname for his nickname. Until someone (ghost) pointed out it sounds like “gassy”

She has definitely picked up the Scottish slang and will say it in the respective accent. The boys think it’s hilarious

She makes the funniest faces sometimes when she’s reacting to a story someone is telling

Ghost loves her deep down just like with Johnny, and will die and kill for both of them

She has seen Ghost’s face because they trust each other so much and he knows she takes trust so so seriously. They bonded over ✨past trauma✨

They originally were just professional towards each other but once ghost saw her scars on accident (while changing) he started warming up to her and would seek out conversation with her, which she happily accepted and returned.

Johnny just started talking to her when she arrived and she also happily accepted and returned lol. She’s just very personable. She’s the type to be reserved until someone else makes the first move (which may or may not be true for… other situations as well 👀😉)

I believe she’s at least an inch taller than soap, and will make sure he remembers it. She can and will pick up people who are smaller than her. Well, let’s be honest, she’ll still pick up people who are bigger than her. The boys all wanted a turn to be picked up by her lmao

Calls ghost by his first name in intimate moments (not that kind you perv. Unless.. 👀)

Is often the one everyone can talk to about personal shit because she listens and has feedback to offer with no judgment

Is the sole woman on the team so she is happy to answer any questions the men might have, sexual or not. Drunken “never have I ever” got a little crazy last time

When she needs to vent or cry, ghost and/or Johnny will hold her and listen. Same goes for the reverse. Or any member of the 141 tbh. She is Mommy™️

That being said, she will 100% cuddle platonically with Anyone who wants/needs it. She understands that everyone needs human intimacy (especially in their line of work holy shit). “Wanna cuddle?” “What? Why?” “Cause it’s nice. Don’t make it weird.”

She has scars along her shoulder blades and one on her abdomen through and through to mid/lower back. Changes the story of how she got them every time someone asks. Only her true friends know the real stories. If she’s in civvies or undercover she tells people it’s from getting skin cancer or something lolol

Won’t open up to just anyone, but will also just spit out something shockingly personal casually amongst the 141

Took Spanish for eight years in school so she will giggle at things Rudy and Alejandro say and they’re shocked when they find out she Knows™️. this being said she will also call soap names in Spanish with them in front of Soap to annoy him.

Will offer herself up to be a diversion or to do something crazy mission-wise. It drives the boys crazy cause they just want to protect her but she’ll give them a reason why she’d be the perfect candidate and they’d have to let her.

When she dresses up for undercover work she is a VISION. the boys have to rein it in and she gets confused and/or flustered when they all of a sudden avert their eyes or stutter around her.

König. Oh that poor man. He is down bad for her and she doesn’t really know it. She just thinks he’s having his usual social anxiety when talking to her so she makes sure she’s nice and patient with him. He first saw her when he was visiting one day. She and the boys were sparring and she pinned Soap right as she looked up at him, eyes all dark, and he combusted then and there. Although she isn’t picking up what he’s putting down, her boys of the 141 are and will protect her/compete for her attention while he’s around. If you accuse ghost or soap of being jealous they will deny it of course.

When she’s exhausted it’s either she gets the loopy kind of silly where you laugh at nothing and then feel like sobbing at the same time OR she remains totally silent as she’s killing enemy after enemy without thinking. It freaks everyone out either way

She loves complimenting Farah on anything and everything she does. Farah is a badass and game recognizes game

Nikolai is sweet on Valkyrie; he sees her as this charming woman that likes his accent lmao, and he will ask about her whenever she’s not there

Listen. Laswell is married. But damn if she doesn’t get a little overwhelmed by Valkyrie’s form now and again. Will remain professional, of course, and Val won’t notice anyways. She’ll just keep being kind and respectful to Laswell, and maybe even ask how the wife is doing

The rookie men on base will either try to hit on her or try to make her feel like shit about herself, no inbetween. Which, is fucking bold of them considering. If the 141 isn’t near her when the latter happens to kill the rookie on sight, she’ll one punch man him into oblivion herself. And then go ask Johnny and ghost if what they said were true about her. (It’s not)

I’m still adding things as l think of them, and of course will edit this as I add them. But yeah. There she is. I love her already and can’t wait to make stuff with her :)

*redid the og character post with new art and info!*