#his ruffly soft hair!!!

[thomashelbyswife]

Tommy Shelby - Peaky Blinders S1E3

[archangeldyke-all]

Hear me out, comforting Sevika.

She just lost the closest thing to her best friend, has to take over his responsibilities, and take over Jinx duties plus the addition of Isha. Poor baby is stressed.

Imagine this. After giving Jinx the guest bedroom, setting Isha up in the same room(I feel like she would want to sleep on the floor, she seems like that type of kid.) Gently coaxing Sevika into the bath, washing her hair with the expensive shampoo and conditioner that made her hair the texture she loved so much. Then settling with her in the bed, bringing out the protein infused Peanut MnMs(I feel like she would be a protein fiend.) and setting her favorite record on before cuddling until you both fall asleep.

Just a moment of peace among a war, I dunno I need to hug her rn,

oh yeah i love this soft shit like this

gonna combine this with two more asks (just to spoil the shit outta her hehe)

@lushh-s3vik4s: Can we hear about the stories when sevika was younger? Like the trouble she got into 🤭 like reader and sev just chilling on the couch and she starts telling reader about what she did as a child 🤭🤭

and @cewl-casper: PLEASE ANYTHING WITH EATING SEVIKA OUTTTTT. The new episodes got me feeling some type of way. I NEED TO BE BRUIED BETWEEN HER THIGHS

men and minors dni

isha eats four servings of dinner, then passes out on jinx's shoulder, snoring and drooling at the dinner table.

you chuckle, shaking your head at the pair. "seems like you've been jinxed, jinx." you say.

she huffs. "she won't leave me alone."

"'s the same thing silco said when he first took you in." sevika mumbles across the table.

jinx rolls her eyes, but you can see a tiny smile pulling at her lips.

you gently nudge her foot under the table, pulling her wandering eyes to you. "tell me the stories about sev as a kid." you request. sevika groans beside you, and jinx grins.

"you never told her?!" jinx asks, pointing at sevika with glee. sevika buries her face in her hands, and you chuckle, kissing her forehead.

"it's fuckin' embarrassing--"

"she'd go up to piltover dressed in this frilly, ruffly dress, find the biggest mansion she could, then she'd put on the waterworks, tears and snot all over. when someone would come outside to see what's wrong she'd say she was lost. 'course the suckers would take her in and call the enforcers-- but by the time they got off the horn she'd be gone-- and so would as much of their silver as she could carry." jinx giggles.

you grin, looking over at your wife. "how old were you?"

"i dunno. i started when i was five but i kept at it until i was like twelve." she says with a shrug. you laugh.

"she tried to teach me and vi how to do it when we were kids, but i could never get the crying right, and vi refused to wear the dress." jinx chuckles.

you smile, kissing sevika's cheek and stacking the plates on the table. "jinx, i want the two of you to stay here until shit up top blows over." you say. sevika huffs beside you, but she doesn't say anything to revoke the offer. jinx pouts, her pink eyes fluttering back and forth as she tries to think of a way to worm her way out of the request. "where the fuck else are you gonna go?" you ask. "half of zaun is looking to turn you in for some cash, and there's a fuckin' team of enforcers gassing the streets to find you. c'mon. take it as my thank you for fixing sevika's new arm."

finally, jinx relents with a gusty sigh. "fine. we'll stay." she says. sevika grunts and takes the plates to the kitchen. when she's gone from sight, jinx whispers. "thank you."

you smile and shoot the kid a wink, walking to the living room to make up the pull out couch for her and isha. you'll make them both bathe tomorrow-- tonight, they need sleep.

isha doesn't stir as jinx settles her under the covers, and before you can even turn the lights off for her, jinx is passed out beside isha, one of her arms curled around the girl.

you chuckle, pulling the blankets over jinx's shoulders before heading to the bathroom.

sevika stumbles in as you're drawing up a bath.

"get in." you gesture to the tub. sevika raises an eyebrow at you.

"you're awfully bossy tonight." she says, slowly working to strip her clothes. you chuckle, holding her hand as she steps into the tub, then gently helping her arrange her new arm so it doesn't get in the water.

sevika sighs, her eyes falling shut and her shoulder slumping as the steam and bubbles envelop her.

"who were you all fighting?" you ask, dragging a stool over to the tub.

sevika chuckles. "vi's an enforcer now. jinx wanted to kill 'er. didn't work."

you snort and shake your head, starting to lather up a washcloth. "poor jinx." you say. sevika quirks an eyebrow at you and you shrug. "lost silco and found out her sister joined the force that killed her own parents within the span of a week. same week she became a mother, too." you say.

sevika snorts a bit.

"isha's a cute kid, eh?" she asks. you chuckle.

"you're a sucker. 's so cute." you tease, leaning forward and kissing her head as you scrub her back.

sevika sighs, leaning into your touch. "you take such good care'a me." she whispers.

you chuckle. "'s sorta my job isn't it? 's why you gave me my ring?"

sevika's responding grin is dazzling, her flesh arm reaching out of the tub to grab your own, fondling the ring she'd given you so many years ago. "guess so, yeah." she whispers, kissing your hand.

you take your time washing her off, massaging her shoulders and scrubbing her scalp, waiting until she's sunk down so far under the water's surface that only her nose is sticking out before pulling the plug and helping her get up.

sevika's sleepy while you dry her off and herd her toward your bedroom, and she doesn't question it when you push her down into bed before dressing her up in her jammies.

it's only when you spread her legs and kneel down in front of her that she starts to catch on, a smirk forming on her lips. "we're doing the whole baby-making thing wrong. think we're supposed to fuck before the kid shows up." sevika jokes.

you snort, kissing up her thigh toward her cunt. sevika spreads her legs farther, sighing as she relaxes back on her elbows. "think you can stay quiet?" you ask, your breath puffing on her cunt. sevika nods down at you with stars in her eyes.

"yeah. i'll bite the pillow." she says, dragging your pillow down the bed to rest beside her.

you smirk, reaching up to pinch her chin and drag her down for a quick kiss, before pushing her down to lay on the bed and burying your face between her thick, powerful thighs.

sevika sighs, pulling the pillow up over her mouth as you start licking long stripes up her cunt, groaning at the taste of her.

there's nothing quite like taking sevika apart like this. she's so fucking strong, her thighs are so powerful-- she could crush you in an instant if she wanted to.

but she doesn't. instead, she lets herself melt into the mattress, giving herself over to you completely. it's a huge show of vulnerability and trust, and it turns you on immensely.

you suck her clit into your mouth and sevika squeaks, her thighs twitching in pleasure. you chuckle against her, sinking your nails into her hips to pull her closer to you. fuck, you could die happy right here, drowning between her legs as she muffles her groans into your pillow.

"you take such good care of everybody, sev." you pull away to whisper, kissing her cunt as you speak. "you gonna lemme take care of you now?" you ask. sevika nods, reaching down with her flesh arm to grab your hand. you chuckle, intertwining your fingers with hers. "fuck. i love you so fuckin' much baby. could die happy between your legs." you sigh before ducking back down and shoving your tongue inside her.

sevika's back arches off the bed, one of her legs hooking around your shoulder to pull you closer to her. you're sloppy and loud as you eat, sucking and slurping on her like she's a ripe peach. you pray to every god you know that jinx and isha are still sleeping, because with the way you're groaning and moaning into her cunt, you're certain you can be heard through your flimsy bedroom door.

sevika's whole body tenses up, her nails dig into the back of your hand, and she cums with a muffled "love you!"

you groan as you lick up her cum, happy to keep eating to your heart's content. sevika has different plans though, and she squeaks as she shoves your face away from her pussy.

you crawl up onto bed beside her, smiling at her as she tries to catch her breath. sevika blushes a little at the sight of you. "you're covered in my cum." she whispers.

"aren't i lucky?" you ask.

sevika snorts, then pulls you in for a kiss. "not as lucky as me." she says against your lips. you grin.

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[irl-simon-riley]

WIP whenever

I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THIS. I was going to do this last week but I had some stressful health and ID stuff that I had to deal with and just couldn't bring myself to work on my WIPS :( I wanted to get a bit more written before I shared but oh well. Anyways, I was tagged by the very very cool @pricegouge to post a current WIP. I have a lot to choose from since I am an absent father, but I will go with my slowburn ftm bodyguard!ghost x rockstar!soap that doesn't have a working title atm. This fic is inspired by a dream I had. I hope y'all enjoy :D

//gender dysphoria, misgendering & dead-naming in reference to pre-transition self, emotional angst, Ghost's canon backstory, Ghost is ex-military

Ghost watches his feet as he walks along the side of a forested road, the smell of moss surrounding him from all directions. The forest is too dense to be anywhere near Manchester, the growth too old, like something from a nature magazine. The lush greenery shading him from the summer heat, the sun would only affect him more with his all-black gear.

He's not alone. In front of him is his mother, following him is Tommy. His mum crosses the road and the boys follow like ducklings. Ghost's mother says something that he can't quite hear, all he notices is that he's breathing much too easily with his mask on.

He finally looks up, a shotgun-style house in front of him. His mum and Tommy are already halfway through the screen door, leaving him behind. A concrete staircase leads down from the road to be level with the house, as if the house was built before any roads were around. Ghost follows behind them, opening the doors that were shut in his face.  

Once inside he enters the room immediately to the right. His room.

The layout is almost the same as his childhood bedroom, only the door has switched walls and there are no windows.

The walls are covered in pastel purple wallpaper with white daisies that look hand-painted. Light greens and pinks are the only other colors that occupy the space. A quilt covers the mattress, held up by a white wrought-iron bedframe. On painted wall shelves there are trinkets, the only one Ghost can focus on holds porcelain figures of the Virgin Mary, Jesus, and a cherub-like angel. Everything is bathed in candlelight, but Ghost can't smell the burning over the scent of mothballs. The room denotes nothing but love and care, the kind that Simon could only dream of as a child---the kind he begged for.

"It's just for tonigh'," He grumbles to himself.

The urge to get out of his gear and sleep consumes him. He turns and his eyes catch on the full length mirror directly next to the door.

He sees... her. Hannah: the name Simon never wished to hear again. A name he thought he left behind at 16, but now... he was 14 again and she was standing in front of him in the mirror. She wears a pink, ruffly tank-top and cotton shorts.

Is this even real? It can't be, he---he's supposed to be out! He got out!

Right?

Simon sucks in a breath and reaches a trembling hand up to the auburn hair that covers his chest and rakes his fingers through it. It's real. Her face morphs into one of fear as she feels the soft strands tendril out between each finger.

In this moment he realizes she's exactly the daughter he was supposed to be; and all the other rooms burn around him.

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pls help me title this work I am so bad at titles

[hermitcraft-8]

shout out to @mayeetjim and @gardenergulfie for making what has to be the most important thing on earth to me

[image description: a digital drawing of sunspot, flain, and sir finley from the unnamed dnd campaign. sunny is on the far left. he's a small tiefling with yellow skin, longish red hair and curly horns. he's wearing a black vest with intricate embroidery. he's looking at the other two and smiling. he's holding onto flain's arm. flain is a tall floran with willow-like hair. he's wearing a very low neck black shirt and a dark grey vest and grey pants. he's looking to the side with a soft grin. on his other side is finley, a white persian tabaxi in a ruffly grey shirt and red jacket and pants. she's rolling her eyes and sneering at something, but he looks like he's smiling. the background is pale pink with a rose stamp repeating behind the characters. end id]

[nightmare-dreamt]

Hi! If requests are open, could I please have a matchup with a male character from One piece, Twisted Wonderland, and Demon Slayer?

My Name is Rachel, Im 18, and my pronouns are she/her.  My zodiac sign is Taurus and Im a Gemini rising. I have brown hair that comes a few inches below my shoulders, brown eyes and freckles.

I’m a really optimistic person, and I try to help others as much as I can! I’m good at giving advice, and making people feel better. I’m also very charismatic and very outgoing! I love trying out new activities, But, I can get impatient easily and I tend to be stubborn. I’m very affectionate and I tend to make sure that everyone around me is feeling alright before making sure that I am. Basically, I’m like the mom friend. 

I really enjoy fashion design. I love sewing and coming up with a new ideas of something I can make! I’m also really passionate about music. I’ve played piano since second grade, and it really helps me to express myself! Some of my other hobbies include baking, crocheting and shopping. My personal style is a kind of mix between softie and angelcore. I love clothes that are pink, ruffly or have some sort of lace on them. Some things I like include, pretty perfume bottles, flowers, and jewelry I have a huge sweet tooth, so I also really like desserts! I absolutely hate bugs.

Thank you so much!! <33

Matchup for Rachel!

One Piece: Sanji Vinsmoke

His favorite feature on you is your freckles, he definitely would poke everyone of them while saying a compliment quietly just for you to hear. He tries his hardest to see you blush loving the way it coats your freckles thinking that they go extremely well together.

He's a chef and we've seen throughout the show him cooking for the people he admires and I think he would go all out for his partner. Making them three meals a day with a dessert on the side for each of them. His way to express his love is with words, but also with gifts showering you in meals he's made or buying you something you've really wanted for a while now.

The two of you enjoy listening to music together, especially when he's cooking and the two of you are just dancing around having a blast. When it's late at night, the two of you would just slow dance to the song listening to the soft breathing from each other as the moonlight shines over the two of you softly swaying back and forth.

He definitely doesn't help with your sweet tooth making anything sweet you want or buying it from the shop. You ask for a treat and he's rushing around trying to get it no matter what happens. He once forced Luffy to turn the ship back around to an island with a market because they didn't have an ingredient to make the sweet you wanted. Let's just say Nami was not happy with that…

Twisted Wonderland: Kalim-Al Asim

You fell for him when the two of you first met seeing his friendly attitude towards others and how much he cared for his friends and the people he held close to him. You love his smile, seeing it always on his face and the cheerful aura that came off of him. He may be a bit clumsy but that's not bad and you find it quite funny when he trips over his own feet falling into your arms or the two of you falling onto the floor together.

You both have a very optimistic personality, always trying to look at the good things in life instead of the bad things. You guys both also like to help others and keep a smile on your faces along with the people around you.

For your guys first date, he gave you your favorite flowers and you put them in a vase watering them until they weren't able to survive anymore, but as soon as that happened he bought more He now has a tradition where when your flowers are dead he buys new ones for you to put in the vase.

Demon Slayer: Tengen Uzui

The first time he heard you play the piano, he swore it was love, hearing all of the emotion and effort put into the song being played. He never wanted to hear any other song besides the one being played right now in front of him by your hands. He knew you were the one and he swore to never let you or your music go.

Him and his wives love you a lot and your personality brings the best out of all of them, especially on their worst days, one ounce of your serotonin and their back to their normal selves. It took a while for you to get used to the dynamic between the four of them, but after some time it was easy sharing love between the five of you guys and you wouldn't change anything about it.

The four of them love your hobbies and passions, when one of them saw your love for fashion the whole group needed to know. Now, the group has you picking out outfits for them and when a date is set up all of you are walking in with matching outfits to show your love for each other.

[enochscribbles]

Hello! If your requests are open, can I please have a matchup with a male character from Genshin Impact?

My name’s Rachel, I’m 18, and pronouns are she/her. My zodiac sign is Taurus and I’m an INFP! I have dark brown hair that I usually keep cut a little past my shoulders and I have brown eyes. I’m 5’7 and have freckles across my cheeks, as well as a few moles (I also have very prominent dark circles under my eyes..). 

I’m definitely a more introverted person, I’m very shy when I’m talking to people I don’t know, and I tend to avoid conversation as much as possible. However, if I get to know someone, I can be very talkative and cheery! I’m a very creative person and have a big imagination. I can also be very stubborn, and I don’t really like to admit that I’m wrong. 

I have a lot of hobbies, and I really enjoy trying out new things! I have a passion for baking, and I try to bake something new at least once a month. I’m also very into figure skating! I’ve been skating for 12 years, and its something im very passionate about. Some other various hobbies of mine include calligraphy, and digital art. My personal style is a kind of mix between softie and angelcore. I love clothes that are pink, ruffly or have some sort of lace on them. Some things I like include, pretty perfume bottles, flowers, and jewelry I have a huge sweet tooth, so I also really like desserts. I have a very strong dislike for bugs and I also hate seafood.

I hope that’s good, Thank you so much!

Hi! They are, I should really put that somewhere. Thanks for the request.

I’d match you with Kamisato Ayato!

The head of the Yashiro Commission is refined, perceptive and resourceful, and I think, a really good match

He’d immediately pick up that you preferred to avoid conversation, and would do his best to navigate social situations so you didn’t have to talk if you didn’t want to

That said, he’d listen to you talking if you wanted to, finding you interesting, and he’d like how refreshing it can be to talk to someone so cheery

This might be surprising, but he strikes me as a bit of a dreamer, or someone who reads a lot, saying his vision is “happiest in his possession” and commenting “oh, to have been a fly on the wall”, hearing about an interesting event. So, I think you’d get on, having a big imagination

He has some respect for your stubbornness, buut would also probably advise some flexibility (though does appreciate that firmness is a similarity between you)

Likes to try new things alongside you – he’s mentioned that variety is the spice of life, after all

Ayato would likely try to rope you into learning the art of the sword, given that you’re willing to try new hobbies – he’d be a gentle teacher and it’s something he knows back to front, but if you’d prefer to avoid that, no worries, calligraphy is a pastime you share, or you could simply take a walk

Modern au Ayato seems like he could be an ice skater…either way, he’d absolutely at least have knowledge of figure skating and he’d be starry-eyed watching you

Despite saying he doesn’t have a personal food preference, he seems to have a sweet tooth too, especially considering the boba tea

Honestly, his aesthetic feels fairly similar to yours as well, surprisingly kinda soft and not angelcore but very elegant

Would gift you perfume bottles and flowers, you’d likely just find the gifts somewhere with a carefully folded note attached

Aand he’d absolutely remember you not liking seafood, even if his own cooking leaves something to be desired

It’s cool how his character demo fills in a part of the Inazuma story imo so go watch it if you’re unfamiliar with his character at all

[billysgirllol]

“i did have a dolly, her hair was made out of yarn cause of course there wasn’t any means for a real doll even if we wanted one. it was one of the things that got left behind when our covey got pushed out of our last home by peacekeepers. all i have left of childhood toys is my mama’s bear she made for me, over yonder. sittin’ on the bed with a missin’ arm. reva blue the rainbow bear, or probably should be rainy bear now since she must not feel so fun anymore with no arm.” lucy gray frowns, “reva blue is her birth name, though. reva means rain and blue because rainbows start in bluer skies after the rain.” giving a little explanation, the bear is light brown with quilted rainbow ruffles sewed into her waist with a purple heart sewn onto her left foot, a yellow heart sewn into her right foot. her rainbow skirt is in better shape than hers, even if she’s took some wear and tear of her own with that missing arm. lucy gray thinks how she feels a lot like that bear, still trying to be colorful in these conditions because that’s the type of person she was born by heart as — staying relentlessly optimistic, but slowly officially losing her light. wearing her rainbow but becoming torn apart. “nice knowin’ how terribly biased an’ judgmental she is.” really— she’s shocked why coriolanus was even enamored by her for a few seconds. or how. since, she would figure he’s exactly like his grandma’am. thinks anyone other than capitol is the only worthy people in his mind. her mind is puzzled he could find anything attractive about her at all, since she feels like she should have been horribly ugly to him. how could he fake starry eyes and exchange kisses with her if he thought she was gross? but she should have been gross to him so her mind is burning trying to understand him even more. “of course. but one passed when i was younger and then the other i had that was livin’…i’m not sure anymore. we moved so often, but mamaw couldn’t just pick up and leave, so she stayed. i’m not sure if she somehow still might be there or she got rooted out too. or somethin’ else.” she could have died by now, that was a few years ago now. either way, the loss of so many family members weighs down heavily never knowing their fates. “well, that’s how people get you vulnerable. they pretend to fix things an’ be nice, but they can have killer motives behind it all.” lucy gray points out, placing the knife down on the bed while other hand is pulling loose the strings on her corset. “that’s interestin’.” thinking out loud, meaning his new name. william henry bonney. opening the door on the closet filled with pans and other miscellaneous things, she uses it as a cover. tugging the corset off, her long sleeve and then the ruffly multi colored skirt— throwing each of the pieces onto the bed. her hands dip down in her bag and pull out a soft lavender colored skirt and a white long sleeve with floral and butterflies on the front of the collar where it ties in the front and a tiny bow hangs down. wobbly legs step into the light purple skirt, feeling dangerously lightheaded before tugging on the shirt. closing the closet door back, she leaves her arms hanging out of the shirt, sleeves loosely hanging at her sides.

billy… brows creased at the familiarity. did he or dr gaul purposely choose the name billy to be even more twisted? she’s staring over at him like he fully offended her alone just by his name: billy. of course he offends her, because he must have remembered billy taupe. “there’s a scrape on my shoulder from tree limbs getting a hold of me takin’ it’s time healin’. and then there’s one like it on my leg, from scrapin’ it on a rock.” reluctantly sitting back down in front of him with that same scowl still on her face as she keeps dwelling on this name billy, there are scatters of bruises and cuts on her shoulders now that they’re bare not just the one she’s sugar coating on her left shoulder just because it’s a little more significantly different in size. the biggest though, is on on the inside of her upper leg where her knees meet. the second one that’s actually getting potential to set up for infection. moving her skirt until it’s bunched up in her lap, revealing the icky red scrape on her left leg starting above her knee and ending somewhere down the inner part of her upper leg.

“right.” because he’s not somehow coriolanus himself, mhm. if he was the type of person to play dolls with their bigger cousin or sibling, then he’d be an entirely different person. “if you’re somehow not coriolanus… then yes, coriolanus, you mentioned havin’ a sibling once. right before the games, you told me when we were learnin’ about each other.” lucy gray answers, helping lifting her foot up. this isn’t very coriolanus either… helping her like this. once, he did— when he used to wipe her tears and he used to call her his sweet. but all of that could’ve and must’ve been just a game. and this nice act— doesn’t mean dr. gaul couldn’t programmed him to make him nicer just to get her to fall for his trap. “good question.” on how to really believe he’s his own very different person. “probably so, since she definitely didn’t like me.” and the reminder of his mother is terribly sad, but it’s no excuse for him turning out callous and a murderer like he has. “we’ll see, if you ain’t tryin’ to kill me then maybe you aren’t him.” even if so, he could be waiting for the perfect time to retry it all over again. “what’s your name then?” questioning as she shows a little sign of discomfort at the blisters burning until they settle at the feeling of the medicine doing it’s job. her feet, once covered in socks, feel better than they have in a long time. “thanks…” whether he’s doing it genuinely or not, she’s still thankful for relief from the discomfort on her feet. “alright. i’ll get up now, first. change into a comfier skirt and shirt then i’ll show you the cuts.” it’ll be easier without all the ruffles in the way and her corset is restraining from pulling her sleeves down. scooting off the chair, she stands up and makes her way to picking up that skirt and shirt.

[raajasii]

i love birds so fucking much which is also why i love soma asman kadar

[rkgk-art]

Not me drawing Aris and my MC for @spider-lilies-if ...

I dunno, I just wanted to draw best dad being soft with his child. I don't have a name yet for this MC but knowing me she'll get a weird name like my Harbinger in fell star LOL

I'm like all these mangaka that use weird names for their characters like random items or English words anyone else got flashbacks to bra and trunks

But I kinda love that shit, especially in fantasy settings LOL

Anyways, here's Aris and his still unnamed daughter (also little Aris chibi with a ponytail because I thought "Aris with ponytail? Yes, good...")

Also, if it's possible I want my MC to love the colors red and gold because "Dad got beautiful red hair and golden eyes" (am I soft for Aris and MC? Maybe. )

Oh and don't mind me drawing the mofumofu ruffly thing off his like that, I have no idea what I was going for LOL

[mehidktbh]

OMG!

I loved the one you did for Bo with the reader coming home late from work, it was amazing. You described Bo and his brothers so good 💕

Im begging for a part 2!! 🛐

Pairing: Bo Sinclair x Gender Netural!Reader

A/N: Omg hehe, I laughed reading that!Thank you so much for the positive feedback, I am so grateful for it! I actually enjoyed writing this one and nearly got it done in an hour. I'm so proud of myself

Warning: Swearing and a few sexual mentions (only if you squint)

You shifted and turned around, the alarm on your phone awakening you from your slumber. The sunlight blinded you as you rose from your bed, a soft sigh leaving you as you rubbed your eyes looking over to see your boyfriend sleeping peacefully.

This snoring was disturbing and loud but that night it seemed more peaceful and you were happy you got a goodnight rest, after all, it was Friday and you were dreading getting up and going to work today but the thought of the weekends motivated you. Every weekend was either spend sleeping, cooking, cleaning or helping around town with your boyfriend.

You threw the covers off yourself, tucking them back into Bo's sleeping figure as you headed to the bathroom. Turned on the shower and got the room nice and steamy, all while you were half asleep as the warmth captivated you.

Stepping put out of the shower, you did your hair, put a little bit of makeup on. You at least want to make an impression, and finally got your work clothes on, closing the door behind you, you were met with Bo rubbing his hair and looking smug as ever. "Were ya' off to, darlin'" "Work, you know that" You chuckle, some times you felt as if Bo exaggerated everything just to annoy you or get you to explain everything, that you were sure he already knew.

He groans, standing up and coming over to you, wrapping his big, muscular arms around your waist leaning into your neck. "I told ya' you don't have to work" You rolled your eyes "I keep an' roof over ya' head and food on the table" His expression changed, he seemed angry and really trying to get his point across "Yeah, but I like to at least get out of this lonesome town every once and a while".

He smirks, "Really? well, why didn't ya' ask me beforehand" He squeezes your butt "I know a lot of places that I would love to take ya'" You scoff playfully, "Hmm, maybe" He leans in kissing you ruffly, biting down on your bottom lip. You pull away before things get out of hand or he leaves a bruise.

♡ ♡ ♡

"So are we still on tonight, hun?" He says as you throw your bag on the front seat of your car before closing the door "I mean if my boss lets me leave early then, yes" He has a scowl on his face, just the mention of your shitty boss gets him all angry and ready to beat the shit out of him. Bo knows mostly everything about your boss from the way he overworks you, to his consent calls to either your cell phone or house phone.

Whenever your boss can't get you on the cellphone, he calls up the house phone leaving tons of voice messages that either the brothers walk upon. Whenever Bo hears the ringing he swears he wants to smash the phone and your boss, Bo also disconnects the house phone multiple times. Even going as far as hiding your phone, just going his time with you isn't interrupted.

Bo could go on and on, about how many times your boss has called you in times where Bo and you were having some time together. Such as cuddling, sleeping, cooking, watching TV. Sometimes even during intimate times! Though you'll answer most, sometimes Bo just gets you to ignore it or he just gently tosses your phone away, carrying on to whatever you were doing.

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"Alright I'm off," You say waving to Bo, he's been standing there staring at the ground for some time. Thinking about all the ways he could kill your boss-, you wrap your arms around his neck, pecking his lips, you know whenever you peck his lips it normally gets his attention and he always has to correct you by giving you a 'proper kiss' mostly consisting of ruff biting or mostly going to deep and passionate with it.

"If you ever need anythin', just give me a ring" You nod "Even if that means your fuckin' stupid boss" You laugh, but he seems to look into your eyes, his hands getting tighter around your waist. Wow, he really did mean "Okay, bye Beauregard" You laugh as you quickly got into your car and started to drive off, Bo always hated when you called him that even if it was his name, he always hated it. You drove out of town leaving dirt flying and the rocks crunching under the car, looking back in the side mirror you could see Bo. He was standing there, arms crossed and giving you another of his smirks. You were definitely going to pay for calling him that

[collegeofglamour-art]

“magnus. don’t let them forget me, magnus.”

[(content warning for descriptions of gore) image ID: a digital drawing of johann from the adventure zone: balance. he is the ghost of a half-elf man with brown skin, curly black hair, and dark brown eyes. he is wearing a white ruffly shirt, a red vest, purple pants, tall gray boots, a multicolored hat, and his bureau of balance bracer. he is standing in front of his body, which is lying facedown in a pool of blood. a small harp lays next to him, smashed into pieces. johann’s ghost is on the ethereal plane, so the background is shown in shades of black and white. his form emits a soft glow that colors small sections of the background. end ID.]

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

Hunter NSFW headcannons bc yes

Guys make request plz

Also involes 18+ content

-here we go-

-Trying to find a spot in silence first- someones always calling on him as leader

-when you both do find a quiet spot- you get lucky if no one still finds the both of you

-loves- and I mean loves getting his hair pulled,especially if you pull him into a passionate kiss

-speaking of passionate, sex- dude its off the charts amazing

-slight authority kink

-okay maybe major authority kink

-surprisingly loves to be bottom

-but to be honest hes a total switch, just depends on his mood and yours

-loves when you spuirt while hes fucking you, even thrusting in you during your high making you moan extra loud for him

-you two don't get alone time often before, but now that Omega's with you its even a smaller amount of time

-quickys are common between you two

-quickys usually consist of fucking you till you both cum, him eating you out you give a blow job or intense hand jobs and fingering

-base line is you both make sure you pleasure the other still

-Hunter doesnt hate Quickies completely- he enjoys making you feel good but feels as if hes just using you no matter how many times you tell him hes not

-when you and him had a side mission just the two of you, you couldn't imagine the mind blowing sex, by the end of the mission you had fucked everywhere on that small ship

-Loves when you scream for him

-doggy style is one of his favorite postions, along with you sitting on his face, and no not 69, just you sitting on his face while he ate you out.

-you make his heightened sense go crazy, making his orgasims that much more impact full

-his headband is used as a blindfold for either you or him

-who needs Toys when you have each other

-you love deep throating him, and hearing his groans and moans from you pleasuring him,

-you also like his soft "careful now" Everytime you do suck him off because he makes known he cares about you rather than just fucking you, you do the same but with Hunters breathing, telling him to calm down softly from his highs

-cums on your folds rather than inside your pussy, unless asked fo but dont get misleaded, he fucking Loves cumming in your tight cunt

-in your bent over doggy style or any varation of it, if he's allowed to cum in you he'll grab your ass ruffly and spank you, giving a few more soft thrust making sure you're stuff to the brim

-he loves seeing you leaking with his cum, you collecting it with your fingers and pushing it back in, just for the rest of it that stayed deep in your cunt to leak onto your fingers.

-when you beg for him to cum more than onces in you except so CRAZY ass sex.

-can even get kinky after cumming in you, and saying stuff like "I fucked you, I came in deep in you tight cunt, you're mine now. Aren't you? Answer me now or I'll fuck the answer out of you."

-hes not actually that possessive of you, sure he gets jealous but he knows hes the only one your fuckin

-both you guys take risk when having sex, trying out new things to surpise the other like being overly possessive, or spanking for the first time

-yoy guys have safe words in-case you're uncomfortable or not feeling right because you both like to surpise the other, but you never have to use them because you both watch each others emotions intensely and can see when the other is uncomfortable

[somekndofnature]

No Other Way #13

Another for the @domaystic challenge and using an alternate This is one of my favorite little ficlets that I have written for Inu/Kag, so far.

Day 13: alt. What if we buy more cushions?

Fandom: Inuyasha; Modern AU

Pairing: Inuyasha/Kagome

Rating: G

AO3

Now Please Close Your Eyes

Inuyasha’s head dropped back, praying to anyone listening for patience, as yet another rude sweaty asshole squeezed by him in the store aisle. He struggled with being around a lot of people on a good day, but the crowded nature of this massive mall monstrosity was about to drive him crazy. He wasn’t sure how Kagome had talked him into coming.  

Ahead of him she ahhed and cooed, turning to pin him with a dazzling smile.  

Oh right. That’s how. 

He never could resist her charms, but as she pulled two soft blue cushions off the shelf and turned to him, Inuyasha was already shaking his head, tossing his silver mane of hair back and forth. “No, no.”

Kagome hugged the pillows to her chest. “What do you mean, no?” 

“Exactly what I said, no,” he repeated, with a decisive nod that said his mind would not be changed. “The last thing we need are more fuckin’ cushions. There are so many pillows on the bed, I lie down for a nap and wake up suffocating.” 

She giggled. “You’re not supposed to sleep with them.”

Inuyasha struggled for calm and pressed his palms together. “Then why have them if they can’t perform the basic function of a pillow?”

“Because they’re cute!” She scrunched her face in the adorable way that he could never resist. “Come on, please?”

“Kagome, if you buy one more pillow for the bed, I will tear them all apart when we get home,” he stated in the most even tone he could manage.  

Her mouth dropped open. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

She gave a delicate snort. “You’re kidding. You wouldn’t dare.”

His dark brows shot up. “What did you just say to me?” 

Kagome lifted her chin. 

Son of a… “Give it to me. I’ll shred it right here.”

“No!” She angled her body away and clutched the frilly eyesore tighter. “Stop being a jerk, Inuyasha.”

“I am not being a jerk,” he replied. “I’m trying to stop you from covering our entire mattress in ruffly little pillows that I can’t sleep on. ‘Sides, putting them on and taking them off the bed every day is a fuckin’ waste of time.” 

“What do you mean ‘putting them on’?” she asked. “I don’t think you have ever helped me make the bed, not once.”

“For exactly that reason. It is a waste of time,” he said, over-enunciating each word. 

She rolled her eyes. “Look, I’m not arguing with you about it. I’m getting these cushions and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”  

Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed, shoulders bunching at the blatant challenge in her tone.  

Kagome matched his glare as they fought a silent battle of wills.  

In the end, Inuyasha blinked first. “Fine!” he said, throwing his hands up. “Do whatever you want.”

She smiled and gave the cushions a little squeeze. Kagome skipped to his side and went up on tiptoe to press a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, Inuyasha.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled, steering her toward the checkout stands. “Can we get out of here now?”

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It was late afternoon by the time Kagome pushed through their front door, tired but smiling. It had actually been a good day in spite of their tiff early on. Ever since that ridiculous argument about the pillows, Inuyasha had been on his best behavior.  He was a perfect gentleman, holding doors, paying for lunch, and even carrying her bags without so much as a grumble.

Kagome held the door open for him as he passed and even held her tongue when he kicked off his shoes in the entryway. She simply straightened them beside hers and shrugged out of her jacket. 

“Oof,” she breathed when she turned around and he placed the bags in her arms.  

“Here, your girly pillows,” he said, hiking a thumb over his shoulder. “I gotta take a leak.”

Kagome closed her eyes and shook her head. “Okay.” 

He loped toward their bedroom and disappeared while she made her way to the kitchen. She had also bought another set of sheets that needed to go in the washer.  She was just starting to unwrap them when she heard the first rrrriiiiiipppp from the direction of the bedroom.  

Kagome froze, mouth going wide, before she turned on her heel and bolted towards their door. “INUYASHA! You better not be doing what I think you’re doing!”

“I’m doing what I said I was gonna do!” he shouted back.  

When she entered the room, fluff and feathers were already flying. Inuyasha knelt on the bed, burying his claws into another cushion.  

“Stop!” she yelled, running at him.  

He scrambled off the other side of the mattress, grabbing two more pillows and tearing them apart at an expedient pace. “Not a chance. I gave you fair warning.”   

She chased him around the bed and grabbed one of the half-torn cushions, swinging for his head. Kagome missed and spun in a circle before falling to her butt. Another round of feathers went flying as she shook her head, trying to gain her bearings. When she looked up, Inuyasha had the last whole decorative cushion in his hands. The small satin pillow was a deep green and embroidered with little golden leaves around the edges.  

Kagome’s heart crawled into her throat as she lurched to her feet, desperate to get her hands on the precious pillow. “Inuyasha, no!”  she cried, voice breaking. “Not that one, please!”  

He paused as he was circling the foot of the bed. “Why?”

“Because, you’ve already destroyed all the others. Leave me one, at least.”  She leapt for it once again.  

Inuyasha cocked his head to the side, eyes narrowing. “No, there’s something different about this one. What is it?”

“Nothing,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest. 

“Then you won’t mind if I tear it apart.” His hands tightened on the fabric. 

Kagome lurched forward, tears springing to her eyes. “No!” 

Inuyasha’s response was immediate, placing the cushion in her waiting hands.  

She clutched the small green pillow to her chest and sat on the edge of the bed, burying her nose in the silky fabric.  

The mattress dipped as he joined her. “Tell me, ‘Gome?”

She remained quiet, fiddling with the corner.

“Please?” Inuyasha bumped his nose against her temple. 

Kagome sighed. “You’re gonna think it’s dumb.”

“Try me,” he replied, wrapping an arm around her body. 

She leaned into his side. “Well, besides a toothbrush or clothes, it’s the first thing I brought to your apartment that was mine.” She paused for a long moment before he gave her a gentle shake, prompting her to continue. “I don’t know why it’s important to me. It’s like the first important symbol of me in your life…in a more permanent sense.”  

“You live here now, Kagome,” he said, picking a feather out of her hair.  

“I know.” She shrugged. “It just feels significant; a little bit of me in your space.” 

Inuyasha pulled her onto his lap. “I want all of you in my space.” 

“Really?” Kaogome asked with a raised brow. “You don’t seem to want my cushions in your space.”  

“No, no,” he replied in a dry tone. “I love them. What if we buy more cushions?” 

She elbowed him in the stomach and tried to escape the circle of his arms. 

Inuyasha tightened his hold, keeping her in place. “Look, I’m sorry, okay?”

“What a stunning apology.”  

He chuckled and tipped her face up to his gaze. “Come on, I mean it. Besides, I basically did you a huge favor.”  

Kagome leaned back. “How do you figure?”

“Well.” he replied with a shrug. “Now you get to start over.”  

[dazedbypark]

always there | pjm

Pairing : Park Jimin × Reader

Genre : character death! au, hurt! au, angst

Summary : No matter where he goes, he'll always be there.

Song Companions :

Being Left by Zico, Dvwn

I wrote this fic while listening to it and also, Being Left was pretty much the inspiration for this fic so...

Warnings : Indirect mention of death.

Word Count : 545

Author's Note : This went in a completely different direction than I intended lol. I'll blame it on the song ;) The banner is made by me this time which is the reason why it looks that bad lol. Anyways, please leave feedback for it motivates me a lot. Also, forgive the badly written angst. I'm still learning. And don't forget to enjoy the work (i really hope you guys enjoy it :)

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Every time you closed your eyes, he flooded in.

His smiling face with his eyes all crinkled, his tiny hand covering his laugh, his eyes glittering. The entirety of him practically glowing.

His tears glistening in the moonlight as they trailed down his cheeks, the silver light reflected in them. His face all red and puffy. Too vulnerable to be seen by any living being; at least not by someone like you.

His ears all red, his head tilted to the side while he was pouting a little. His hand raised to affectionately hit you out of embarrassment. And then pull you close to burrow his head into the crook of your neck.

His eyes wide, lips parted as he stared at the stars, gazing upon them with wonder in his eyes. His beauty glowing even in the darkness that the night had brought in with itself.

You felt your breath being knocked out from your lungs as all the memories pulled you in. He really was beautiful. Every single part of him. From his soft, ruffly hair to his feet. Every inch of him was beautiful.

You reached your hands out, trying to catch him, to stop him from disappearing. But you couldn't.

Your heart hurt. So much that you wanted to rip it our from your chest, so that you would become numb to all emotions; to him.

But it was no use wishing for it, for your love for him could never be contained in your veins, in the metres long DNA coiled within your body. He had filled in every single atom that you were made of with himself. And it hurt now. You couldn't contain all of him in your body; it was now overflowing as a stream from your eyes to your chin. You could have formed oceans with it; filled in each and every corner of this world with it. For him. But he wasn't here anymore.

He wasn't here to receive your love for him.

And your thoughts were only trailing towards him; taking a tour in every detail of him. There was no way out of him. If he had wanted to leave, he at least could have erased all of him that was in you. But that was impossible. He had woven himself into you too deeply. There would remain nothing of you then.

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"Jimin?"

"Hmm?" He had been stroking your hair, eyes filled with love only for you.

"You know that I could leave you any second? Even right now?"

A thoughtless question. As if you could have left him when he was stroking your hair so gently, calming down every fibre of your body.

"I know. But you won't. I trust you," he had said, kissing your forehead.

"What if I do someday? What if I die before you do?"

He had taken your hand then and leaded it to his chest. You had felt his heart beating beneath. He had been so alive.

"You will always be here. It doesn't matter where you go," he had said with sincerity in his voice.

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Perhaps that was why your heart hurt so much right now.

Because he was always there.

Because he would always be there no matter where he went.

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[harold231]

It wasn't real

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Posted: 04/30/2021

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: None? Maybe a lil angst just a lel bet.

A/N: I think it might be good? Idk You let me know. But like frfr, don't just give me feedback in your mind, put it into words. Also I apparently have a thing for Bucky in a dotted apron soooo yeah.

FYI: time zone/era is open for interpretation. Bucky never became an avenger/soldat and steve isn't part of this one.

The wind that blew around you was warm and sweet with the scent of freshly bloomed flowers. Perhaps it was an act of kindness from some God trying to distract you from the cold bitterness settling into your bones. Closing your eyes you conjure the very memory that left you so desolate.

The sun snuck it's way through the curtains to illuminate the room, effectively disturbing the sleep that you always seemed to be craving. Waking up is always hassle but whenever you remember that you get to spend your day with the only person who tolerates you and you him, getting out of bed is the easiest thing. Bucky is crazy and the damn boy is never in one spot for to long and he always has something to say, but you can't imagine how boring your days would be if you guys had never met. well technically if your parents had never met.

When you were a child you parents had to move to new york for business and they decided that Brooklyn was the place to be. You had been Bucky's neighbor and the first day you guys moved in his mom had dragged him over with the most delicious angel food cake that he so proudly claimed to have made mostly on his own. He just loved cooking and baking since forever, he would tell you that he just liked experimenting with foods but you knew the truth was that the boy liked to eat and didn't have the patience to wait for his mother to come home.

Only a few years after your family had moved to Brooklyn you and Bucky had already built an unbreakable bond. You guys had found a beautiful cherry tree one day when playing tag and had deemed it to be your's and Bucky's spot. Whenever you had a bad day or needed time away from the world you guys would go to the tree and just pick cherries, in the winter time you and Bucky would lay under the tree and kick the trunk so that the snow would fall from the leaves. It was the place where at only 15 years old bucky swore he would open his own Bakery and to quote him "I'm serving my ma's food my way doll, It's gonna be the next best thing to hit New York."

You were laying on the ground with your hands crossed behind your head looking up at Bucky swinging upside down from a branch when he told you all this. You felt something you had never felt before at that moment, looking up at the wild haired boy who loved to eat, loved his family, and had the most ambition you had ever heard from kids your age. Your heart felt full and your cheeks grew warm as you looked up at the same blue eyes you had know for years now, only this time you notice the way they twinkle in the sunlight and how rosy his lips are. Now 7 years laters you and Bucky were preparing to open the very bakery he promised you he'd open. Banners were beautifully strung along the walls and cute retro china was set out, ready to be filled for opening day. There was no hesitation from you when Bucky had asked you to run the bakery with him, you were excited to spend your days with the person you hoped you would spend the rest of your life with.

At around 6:30 in the morning you had arrived at the bakery but it seemed that Bucky had beat you to it. The smell of fresh angel food cake and cocoa danced up your nose as soon as you opened the door. Closing your eyes you smiled at the memories that it brought back. Moving to the back you grabbed your Disney themed apron and placed your bag and coat in its place before scurrying over to the kitchen while trying (and failing) to tie your apron. There in all his dorkiness was Bucky wiggling around to the chordettes. He knew that you loved the 50's aesthetic so he found a way to incorporate it without going overboard, by adding little trinkets, a jukebox, and even those cute little dining tables. In fact at the moment he was wearing a ruffly red polka dotted apron as he frosted some cupcakes.

Apron tied, you were finally ready to get to work. You walked up to Bucky bumping his hip as you reached for some cupcake pans, "Whatcha doin here so early Buck, we don't open until 12" he looks at you with squinted eyes, "The hell are you doing here so early." "Woah,woah,woah completely unprovoked. I'm just saying cuz' you were the one complaining about the opening time being set at 8. Like damn." Breathing out a huff of air he wipes his forehead with a towel "I'm sorry doll, I'm just super nervous and I couldn't sleep so I came to start baking things. I already frosted the ice cream cakes and I just finished the pies, but I was thinking that maybe we needed some cupcakes too, even though we already baked so many pastries and stuff last night I'm worried it won't be enough."

Setting down the trays you move to hug Bucky from behind holding him close to you. "Buck I know we'll do great your food is too good to pass up on especially when it's free." You place a soft kiss to his shoulder " I promise you'll do great, everything you do is amazing you try your hardest at everything Buck, You've worked your butt off and made mine considerably larger to get here, don't start losing your mind on me now." A cute little laugh from Bucky lets you know that he's hearing you and he isn't so stressed anymore. "I just want this to be perfect ya know?" with your head still against his back you nod, "I just want it to be a special day for my special girl."

You couldn't stop the slight blush that rose to your cheeks or the way that your heart suddenly started beating three times faster. You had also wanted to make him something special which is why you had got here so early. Finally releasing your hold on Bucky you straighten your apron out before gathering everything you need for some red velvet cupcakes. Bucky loved your red velvet cake so you loved making it for him. After hours of mixing, baking, and frosting had passed, you guys were rewarded with a bakery that looked as great as it smelled. "Alright doll, I'm heading out, I gotta go get ready. Meet you back here at 12 , Love ya." He didn't even give you a chance to answer as he ran right out the door. "Love you too."

You had stayed behind just a little while longer as you perfected your secret project. Carefully you added snowflakes to some of the cupcakes because you knew how much he loved snow even if he hated winter, some cats, flowers that reminded you of bucky, and one extra special cupcake. When you finish you decide to clean up a bit more and prepare some drinks for later before heading home to get ready. As soon as you got home you took a shower and did the simplest of make up with a light pink lip. You had decided to wear a dress to match the blossoming flowers that spring had brought. Pink with a yellow lace trim and flowers embroided all over the dress, matching it with some yellow flats.

You had decided that it was a perfect day for a walk so you grabbed a light scarf and slung it over your shoulders, grabbed Bucky's cupcakes, and headed over to the bakery. You felt as if a Hundred pounds had been lifted from your shoulders knowing that Bucky had felt the same way about you. You had decided that you would tell him today with your special cupcakes. As you rounded the corner you felt giddy and you couldn't wipe the smile from your face no matter how hard you tried. As you reached the bakery you saw that a majority of the people had already arrived and you knew that it would put Bucky at ease to see all the people enjoying his food. You stopped at the window, closing your eyes to take a deep breath to prepare yourself to join the celebration.

Opening your eyes you reached for the handle only to stop at the sight on the other side of the door. Bucky stood there arms wrapped around a woman eyes locked on hers as he leaned in for a kiss. It must have all happened in about 30 seconds but it felt as if time himself had slowed it down for you to watch the way he tilted her head and ran his tongue along her bottom lip before finally uniting their lips. Your heart dropped as quickly as your smile did and suddenly you felt so stupid for thinking this could be real. You willed yourself not to cry as you allowed your legs to carry you anywhere but there.

That's how you found yourself sitting underneath a blossoming cherry tree. A tree that held only happy memories because it wasn't a place you could be sad... back then. With your back against the tree and box of cupcakes full of unrequited love in your lap you realize how much you over romanticized Bucky. Opening the box you decide it would be a shame to let them go to waste. The first one you grab has a big red heart frosted in the middle, you let out a deep sigh before breaking the cupcake right down the middle. You shove half of the cupcake into your mouth and only then do you allow the tears to fall. You sat there for hours crying eating cupcakes, watching the sunset, and thinking about everything that Bucky did for you, as a friend. You realize you had no right to be angry at Bucky, after all you never told him how you felt you just assumed that he would feel the same way after so many years. With every broken memory another cupcake vanished.

He was always there for you, when no one wanted to come to your slumber party Bucky did and he even did all the girly things with you. Painting your nails, doing your hair, watching chick flicks, and pillow fights. once he even asserted that no one could protect you as well as he could, when you had decided to go camping with your friend from class so he insisted on taking you himself. Your friend was most noticeably gay so you had assumed he wanted to spend time alone with you. But now that you think back on those memories these are things that anyone would do for their bestfriend. And that's what you realized 8 hours and 11 cupcakes later.

The moon floated above you and as it's white rays settled upon the lake you decided it might be time to go home now. You get up and dust your dress off before leaning down to grab the mostly empty box. Turning around you are stopped again by what's in front of you. Bucky stands there brows furrowed as his eyes flash from you to the box in your hands. "Where the hell have you been, I've been calling you all day." swallowing the lump in your throat you go to answer but are interrupted. " everyone's been asking me about you all night and I had no damn idea what to tell them, but apparently you were just out here being inconsiderate. You go and tell me I can do great tonight, that you'd be there for me, but you weren't." You try to answer him but are again interrupted. "You could have told me something earlier instead of leaving me there like a dumb-" "SHUT UP!" this time it was your turn to interrupt him.

Taking a deep breath you look into his eyes before explaining. "Of course I was ready to be there today, you think I wore this dress to sit under a damn tree? Well I didn't. When I left my apartment I was ready and I was excited, so excited. I couldn't even stop smiling on my way over, but then I got to the shop and I saw-" Immediately you stopped as you realized what you were about to say. He cocked an eyebrow and shook his head slightly as if to say 'Hello?' "You saw what? What did you see that would make you abandon ship just like that?" Shame flushed through your being and you could no longer keep eye contact. "Nothing, you know what, it doesn't even matter. I'm sorry I was being dramatic I should have been an adult and dealt with it on my own time. And I'm sorry I abandoned you all, but the night was about you anyways."

"The night was supposed to be about the both of us so it does matter if you saw something that made you want to leave. Just tell me doll, what did you see?" his voice is soft as he pleads with you. "I saw... well I saw you kissing that lady and I just wanted get away and ended up here okay!?" You said it all in a jumble hoping that he wouldn't be able to understand what you had said. But luck wasn't your friend so of course he did. "So seeing me kiss another person was so gross to you that you had to run away, what the hell? are you 13 again?" You hadn't admitted it outloud yet and it seemed that the dumbass in front of you was going to force it out of you.

Stepping around Bucky you pull your scarf tight around your body as you focus on not crying anymore until you get home. You distract yourself by thinking of all the love you saw in all the little things Bucky did for you. Dancing around the newly furnished bakery body against body as frank sinatra brought you heart to heart, watching rom-coms and ugly crying together, but by the time you get home you force yourself to face the ugly truth. The Love was always in your head. It wasn't real.

A new wave of tears blurred your vision as teardrops fell perfectly to the ground. "It's because I have feelings for you Bucky, and I now know you don't feel the same way." Sniffling you don't bother looking up because your heart is to broken for that right now. "I'm Just gonna need a little bit of time and I'll be back good as new like nothing even happened." Still unable to lift your gaze from the ground you decide to focus on the last cupcake left in the box. 'I Love You' is written in tiny light blue frosting letters. "I uhm, uhh." That brought your attention to Bucky, as embarrassment pulsed as strong as ever through your veins. " You don't have to say anything Buck, It's fine, I'll see you next week, on monday" you hand him the box as you go to pass him "I think you would have a better use for this than me I ate 11 others already so."

Divider credits: @firefly-graphics

[binniesthighs]

ok but skz as the pillow princesses wud be so cute too !! them laying there all pretty in some lingerie asking you to use them or play with them

YES. everything about this absolutely yes!!! I certainly...have some more thots on this as well lovely anon

✧･ﾟ:* unzip the zipper ✧･ﾟ: *

chan: tie him up!!! oh my lord does he love it when you have your way with him. i’m infatuated with the idea of restraining chan with pretty things such as deep blue ribbons, red velvet strips, he would be so so pretty in fuzzy cuffs too ahh.  he’d ask you so nicely to play with his cock and would jerk his hips this way and that when you would take him in as deep as you could, or ride him until he’s breathless. he’d let you hear his prettiest moans, just so you know how good you make him feel. when he’s the center of attention, he’d be your baby boy all night long.

“That-that feels--please, don’t stop, c-can I cum? please?”

minho: honestly? he feels like he’s being treated like a king when he barely has to do anything. not to mention, when you want to do all the effort in taking care of him, it turns him on even more knowing how riled up he can make you. he would lay back, eyes closed, hands in your hair, guiding your head up and down as you blow him. if you held him up against the shower wall and fucked him into it, he’d fill the room with his soft hums and choked breaths. my brain is also thinking about how minho would put on all kinds of pretty leather collars for you too and loves it when you call him “my pet”

“mm-you fuck me so good like this, so good, keep going, keep going...”  

changbin: I have a real vision on this one. lemme start by saying: he thinks that you look absolutely perfect riding him while he’s sitting doing some work, or even just cock warming him there. it could be at the most inconvenient time and he’d still ask you to do it. as you do so, he’d rub your back, and whisper adoring little compliments into your ear. other times, bin will beg, and I mean beg, for you to use him--he’s down for anything. pretty pink ruffly thigh garters, vibrators, cock rings, blindfolds, strappy harnesses, pegging, hell, he’d be in tears asking you to choke him after enough teasing.

“binnie’s been a such good boy for you, just-just a little more, he-he’s all yours...just for you...”

hyunjin: is an angel during these times, he’d obey your every command, as long as it means he doesn’t have to do anything too strenuous. his favorite thing to wear for you are sheer white thigh high stockings with lace on the top, he’s literally an angel. swaddle him in the softest sheets you can find, lay him down on rose petals and he’s in heaven. hyunjin would be really vocal during these times too, letting out beautiful little “ah ah ah’s” and the most erotic moans you’ve ever heard. he would bite his pretty plump lip once he would feel your tongue. please please give him kisses all over too--especially his nipples.

“I just want...please, hold me so close when you fuck me tonight...”

jisung: kind of similar to changbin, jisung loves having you ride him when he’s watching anime or a movie, or merely surfing youtube. it’s low effort, and he’s just so content and cozy with you like that! also, the poor baby gets hard at the worst times thinking about what it would be like to have you use him. being your toy is his dream. he’d say the dirtiest things to you as you would edge him relentlessly with a vibrator to his tip. cover him up in black mesh that leaves very little up to the imagination ;)

“I-I’ve been thinking of this all day...please play with me. I can’t wait any longer.”

felix: put his lacy panties! in his mouth! pretty lixie is absolutely unreal when he’s being your subby pillow prince. there is literally nothing that he can’t pull off. as I’m sure we’ve heard before, he feels the prettiest in cat ears of course! his favorite pair of panties are sky blue and have a little harness part that wraps around his snatched waist. he loves loves it when you call him kitty and sweetheart. he would also masturbate with you any day of the week and thinks that its so cute!! oh! and he lives for when you’d lay him down and riddle him with hickies too!!

“you think that I look pretty? I’ve missed you so bad, please, I can take it.”

seungmin: well the first thing that came to my mind was how it makes him shiver when you call him pup. also, minnie’s favorite position is when he sits in between your legs and you would reach around to jerk him off. his head would roll back on your shoulder and he would give you plenty of breathy little gasps. after a long day he’d shyly ask you if you can take care of him and promises to be good just for you. min would also be a whiny pillow prince after long and would dig into your skin deeply as he begs you to let him cum.

“I-I’m so close--please, make me all yours, you-mm--know me so well...”