#i didnt expect her to be so pink

[whimsicaldiaeries]

🎀 SBG / CITY OF MIST: ereighkauh torres-santiago 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

behold, my newest City of Mist character-- except there's a twist: she's from a School Bus Graveyard Campaign (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

HEYAAAA !! my friends and i, having read SBG together, is particularly fond of that special webtoon. since we're a dungeons & dragons friend group (i KEEP on mentioning this i'm SORRY i just love them and theyre essentially the catalyst for my creative strike this year but uhm, i'm on another tangent again xD) my wonderful DM friend, mel, said: "hey, what if we did an SBG oneshot?"

buuuut, there was another problem: if we we're gonna do an SBG oneshot, what TTRPG system would we use ?? obviously we can't use the D&D systems .... but there was another ttrpg system we were familiar with that mel introduced us to a few months ago !! CITY OF MIST !

we just got rid of the mythos theme card and replaced the 4 theme cards with logos, which you could see from above :]

the session is still yet to be held ... but i can't wait to update once we finish it !! if the oneshot goes well, there's a chance it might turn into a mini campaign (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

ON ANOTHER NOTE...

you might be wondering: "why is her name ereighkauh? don't you already have another character named ereighkauh?"

WELL HAUHAUHAUHAHU i actually have 2 more characters named ereighkauh !! my minecraft SMP, my water genasi from tht one oneshot, and this.

it's basically an EREIGHKAUH: THE MULTIVERSE kind of character collection, where projections of me, erika, are transported into that universe <33 that's why you could see that torres-santiago looks a little like me ... BECAUSE SHE'S BASED OFF OF ME !!

and trust, there are more ereighkauhs to come :)

ON ANOTHER ANOTHER NOTE... (oh god when will she stop yapping)

i just want to put up a bit of ET-S's lore out here:

ets family are filipino immigrants (we assume that SBG is in a western modern setting) > dad got framed for a crime > BOOM SHOT > ets mad > forms a rebellious activist organization seeking to reform system and inform mainly through graffiti and art > called brushfire syndicate > has gathered 15-20 members > its a tightknit community and they are all close > ofc ets has a different persona in BS > her jacket is INVERTIBLE, that pink one u see her wearing is her daily wear > the reverse side is a colorful neon graffiti glow in the dark jacket and every other synonymous adjective for CHAOTICALLY FUN jacket > but anyways she goes to art school

tbh her being a leader of a small org was on purpose so that when the team gets sent into the shadow realm they'd have easy access to supplies and safehouses XD + urban terrain mastery so she parkours the hell outta there WHAUJSDAKSD

AND ALSO !! she has a black cat and a golden retriever :) very important detail yesyes <3333

[good-beansdraws]

Massive Milgramsona art/info dump as a treat to myself!! Alas, my fatal flaw is being unable to shut up about anything even while simultaneously embarrassed/nervous to share, so here's literally all the info I have on her 😅

Profile:

Name: For the sake of posting online I’ll call her Rose!

Number: 012

Color: #E7355B

Age: She’d be 20 when Milgram started

Status: Milgram Staff, Machine Technician

Song genre: Pop/theater (a mix of Mahiru and Kazui's vibes)

Backstory: She is studying abroad in Japan to work on technology related to the mv machine when she stumbles into top secret info about the trials. Horrified at the lack of prior testing, she demands to be included in the experiment to make sure the brand new tech runs smoothly and doesn't harm anyone in the process. To prevent her leaking info to the public and deciding an extra participant wouldn't hurt, Milgram agrees.

Role: Rose performs routine maintenance and updates on the extraction machine, and checks in with prisoners' health to make sure it's not having any adverse effects. She listens in on the interrogations, ringing the bell to signal Es when the machine is ready for use (re: my theory on how it works >:3). She then watches the mvs after Es to make sure there are no glitches.

(Though she is a personal milgramsona, her role in the story is supposed to reflect the audience's experience overall when it comes to how much info we know, emotions we experiencing regarding guilt/responsibility, and how much power over events we actually have given the voting system and trial breaks.)

Trial 1

Jackalope's comments during trial commencement: Oh, I almost forgot participant 012, Rose. We've never had more than one staff member before, so we figured that sort of numbering would be fine. Hey, don't look at me, it's not like it was our idea to include her. She's not a prisoner -- the only crime she's committed is sticking her nose where it didn't belong... You can ask her for the details, but she's just here for maintenance on our extraction machine. It's not easy keeping that thing running smoothly, you know? As part of her duties, she'll be privy to all the same information as you, but don't let her be any more of a busybody than she already is -- she has absolutely no authority when it comes to your verdict decisions, got it?

MV: Mic Check - “Can anyone hear me?”

VD: Positive Feedback

Cover: Pathological Facade - Ghost

Her album would release last in line. The VDs aren't interrogations since there's been no crime -- Es asks about her duties and observations of the prison. In them, she admits her predictions that she and Es will eventually be on trial for their involvement in the prisoner's fates.

Thus, her mvs are focused on her emotions towards the prisoners, her pride in helping bring justice, and her guilt at providing Milgram a means to pass judgement on people she cared about. I'm going to Goncharov the actual mvs/songs, but Mic Check is generally an introduction to her job behind the scenes prepping the equipment that will allow the prisoners' songs to be heard, as well kick off symbolism of her as a performer herself. She'll make a comment about how the experiment is leading to tragedy, "as if someone said Macbeth" (then covers her mouth, as she's standing in a theater herself).

I kept getting tripped up looking for Deco*27 songs that worked and weren't already taken, so I decided to go with some favorites and vibe-matching songs from other artists!

Comments during trial closing: It's good to hear you weren't a pushover when Rose gave her thoughts on the verdicts -- you guys disagreed on quite a few of them, eh? Ah... so she's not the type to pick fights, is that it? I guess that explains how she's managed to get along with everyone. (sigh) Even you knew better than to get attached like that. Well, at least she's kept our machine up and running the whole time.

Trial 2

Commencement: Now I need to wake Rose. We're going to need some extra upgrades to our machine if we want to get the most out of this round of extractions. I've got a sneaking suspicion that she and her bleeding heart are going to try and sway you during this trial. Her duty is specifically to look out for the prisoners' safety, but yours is only to judge them. Don't forget that.

MV: Changement - “Don’t say ‘break a leg,’ if it might just break.”

VD: Control Variable

Cover: TOXY - Kujiragi

I did my best to write out the title pronunciation out in katakana since I wanted it as the name of the dance move, not a direct translation of meaning. I went with シャジェモ "sha-je-mo" as the closest I could get to the "shanj-mou" sound, but feel free to correct me if there's a better way to write it. The door is based off of various set designs for Clara's home in The Nutcracker. (There's no deep meaning that this is the only one not opening -- I realized too late all the others are cracked open and my art app doesn't have the tools to easily fix that so I'm sticking with it 😭)

A changement is a small jump in ballet -- I thought it was fun to combine that (which means "to change") with Control Variable (refering to the variable in an experiment that never changes). The video shows conflicting emotions as her decisions/inaction caused so much to happen between trials, yet at the same time she feels like there's so much she'll be unable to change even if she really wants to intervene. Her mvs show the prisoners pretty regularly (since they are her crime, she's realized), and the teaser line is paired with references to Mahiru's broken leg.

The thumbnail combines different areas of study -- mechanical, medical, musical, mathematical (theater spotlight, muscles, Weakness notes, motion formulas). I think it's super cool how many areas of expertise are passed around the fanbase when discussing the characters. I've picked up new facts about plants, food, anatomy, geography, music, animals language, (sigh. color theory.), hobbies, professions, mythology, etc from fans with different fields of knowledge. While that's one of my favorite aspects of the project from the outside, I think it would be super intimidating to someone on the inside trying to tackle so much information at once.

Closing: As for Rose... (laughs) I thought she was dooming herself before--! Not only has she gotten hopelessly attached to everyone over the course of this trial, she's even started a relationship with one of the prisoners! And of all the people she could have chosen... Eh? Oh no, we have no policies against that for our staff. I mean, the whole point of Milgram is to explore human nature, the power of emotions, the complexities of connections, all that crap. I'm just grateful she shows a bit more common sense when she's operating the machine...

Trial 3

MV: Showstopper - “There won’t be applause, but I’ll take a bow, okay?”

VD: Please Exit Left

Cover: Ironina - Nilfruits

I don't know the album theme yet, but this is the tentative sprite and thumbnail design. The T2 sprite was kind of an "innocent" one, since at the beginning she still has faith in her role in the prison, excited to work with everyone there. (Plus, I joined the fandom a little after t2 started so that's peak excitement time lol). The T3 sprite has much more of a "guitly" feel to it because, at the end of T2 and after this hiatus, she'd harbor a lot more guilt about her position and fear about the experiment's conclusion. As a fun little detail, her pencil has been replaced with a more permanent utensil as final verdicts are locked in.

Now listen. My artist brain was constantly fighting my science brain when doing sprite designs -- I know gloves like that and nothing else isn't proper PPE. I know none of those are safety shoes (god forbid wearing just socks??? to the lab???). There should be no jewellery at all. The whole point of a lab coat is that you don't roll up the sleeves and expose your bare skin. However. It's anime character design. There can be compromise.

Referencing Rose's personal life as a performance and comparing Milgram's trials to one, I wanted the mv to play on "showstopper" as both a great show and a literal attempt to stop the project before it reaches its finale. There would be creepy comparisons in the mv between operating stage equipment and prison executions: curtain/set ropes and nooses, heavy duty lightswitches and electric chairs, etc.

Misc.

And lightening things up again -- birthday art and minigrams :3

Birth flower: Camellias. Pink camellias symbolize love but also longing. The fact that they bloom in winter, and have a quick death (the entire flower wilts at once, instead of individual petals falling off), have inspired different meanings in different cultures -- overcoming hard times, facing death in battle, inseparable lovers, and so on

Three minigrams featuring my own annoyance that her design is a bit close to Shidou's coat/gloves look, a mandatory short joke, and a pun that works so perfectly for my Put-In-Situations guy

[amu-brain-dump]

Over the past month I have slowly but surely acquired many toys and trinkets for Shouko cause, obviously, anytime I see anything in miniature I instantly think of her. These are her new things:

She also has other things that I got before she even arrived like her sitting towel and some other plushies

[misayani]

— SQUID GAME WOMEN STRAP HCS

◜ featuring ... player 196 (bee girl), no eul (guard 011), se-mi (player 380), sae-byeok (s1 player 067) 

𔗨 author's note — didnt add junhee cos she preg and no hyunju bc i dont think she'll be comfortable w a male genitalia toy BUT LETS FUCKING GOoOO strap game hcs coming right up !! [lowercase intended]

p.s. thank u for all the reqs!! give me time and ill post my work one by one, i js have so many ideas in my mind its gonna explode

warning: smut [use of strap-on, taking pictures]

player 196 — 

- ! PINK STRAP PINK STRAP PINK STRAP !

- sweet talker during sex but her movements are definitely the opposite of sweet

- would DEFINITELY take pretty pictures of you while you drool over her strap

- has a special album for you with pink emojis on the side <33

- slows down right before you orgasm !!!

- she makes fun of your pathetic state :(( 

- you get even more turned on ofc

- mostly just her teasing you whenever she fucks you using her strap

- sometimes she'd add fun and use a vibrator on u alongside her strap!!

- one time she wanted to test the new mascara she bought if it was really waterproof like it said on the packaging

- .... guess what ....

- she applies it on your lashes, brings out the strap and fucks u non stop til u were literally crying

- lashes stayed bomb after sex though so she took note of that ! 

- loves to edge u COS LIKE I SAID SHE'S A TEAAAASE

- after a few edging rounds she'd finally let u cum

- she's not THAT mean to not let u !!

- LOVES hearing your moans !!! sometimes she'd get off herself by just that.

- AFTERCARE !! would make u feel like a princess and im talking about bubble baths, cuddles, and sometimes would even do your nails <3

"good girl, taking me in so well" 

no eul —

- doesnt rlly care abt strap colors but i can imagine her w the skin tone one 

- prepare to not be able to walk the next day

- ABSOLUTELY MERCILESS !!!!! 

- poor baby's stressed most of the time so fucking u with her strap serves as her stress reliever

- u wont complain though, her strap game has u crying out of pleasure

- though once you've had enough and said the safe word she'd stop w/o hesitation

- DOGGY STYLE?!?![[€=€{[€

- easier for her to hit the deepest areas inside u <3

- pulls ur hair while doing it 

- DARE I SAY she has an unnie kink...

- call her that = prepare yourself for the best fuck of your life

- DONT GET ME WRONG!! she may be rough but she fucks u like she loves you

- feels relieved after sex, she's glad to have someone like u :((

- i personally think u'd actually be the one giving her aftercare

- cause she deserves all the loooove and care

- <3 

"shit— just like that, just like that."

se mi — 

- BLACK. 6 INCHES. CURVED

- im sorry but if u think she'll go easy on u well you're so so wrong

- COWBOY 

- she loves u on top cos that means she'll get to see your pretty face

- AND ur boobs ;)

- explores ur body with her hands as u bounce on her strap

- if u dont know what ur doing, she'll guide you

- such a dirty talker

- would make u feel like a slut and a princess cos she'll degrade and praise u at the same time

- fucks you like she hates you

- BRAT TAMER !! HELLO

- another edger 

- she'll edge you until you're a crying mess begging for her to let u cum :(

- "se-mi please"

- "stop fucking complaining. you take what i give you."

- se-mi has a playful personality so it's no surprise if she teases u the whole time you're having sex

- loves to overstimulate u

- she'll make u suck it after 

- would literally pound into your mouth til you cry

- aftercare w her's the best though

- she's slight of different in and out of bed so expect her to be gentle right after fucking u so roughly

"oh did you think i was done with you? we're not stopping til you squirt on my cock."

sae byeok —

- NOW she'd be the one who's gentle during sex

- her cold and stoic persona vanishes the moment she fucks you

- you'd be surprised actually about the way she's gone so soft on you

- if you like it slow, she'll go slow. if you like it rough, she'll go rough

- she just wants to show you she loves you

- making out while she's pounding into you >>

- would feel satisfied when you finally orgasm

- doesn't really speak during sex but she'd let out small praises from time to time

- she'll eat you out right after

"i love you."

@misayani

[yameoto]

giving fuckgirl!cait (+basketball) the best head of her life (she still doesn’t know what the hell to do about it)

sub!caitlyn, blowjobs, caitlyn cums in approx 2 seconds and is then humiliated, smut n fluff, ohhh she’s definitely in love with you

fuckgirl!cait who is just a little needy. the first time you ask her she’s all wide-eyed and her mouth is dry and suddenly she’s nervous for the first time in her life. which makes zero sense because (“not to sound like a dickhead—“ “prefacing that everytime doesn’t make you any less of a dickhead, cait.”) she’s been bobbing her cock down willing girls’ throats since she hit puberty. to destress or for fun or if she felt like it. whatever. the point is; she’s well-versed in this.

so, why her palms are suddenly sweating and her cheeks are glowing she has no idea. croaks. “uhm. are you sure? because you really don’t have to—“ like she hasn’t been harassing you for the past couple months and even if she’s had countless fantasies of this moment; imagining you, and your plush, soft lips wrapped around her cock as she splatters her load against the shower wall or a tissue or her dedicated cumsock (ok, sometimes she is just a jock. sue her. she’s a busy woman! and she, admittedly, no longer has a maid waiting on her beck and call.)

you laugh, all deep and throaty and it makes caitlyn want to sink between your couch cushions and die.

“what’s with the deer in the headlights look?” you’ll never grow tired of teasing her, even if you no longer think of her as the arrogant basketball prick who pads around you like a lost puppy and instead; now, something closer to an.. acquaintance with benefits.

(caitlyn has no clue how she made it this far with you. it’s like you just randomly decided to give her a shot one day, on a whim, and she desperately doesn’t want to blow it. even if acquaintance-with-benefits is a title that disgruntles her, at the very least. hurts, at the very most. like, very very most, okay?)

“i just..” caitlyn lets out a quiet whine when your fingers curl against the hem of her basketball shorts and—ah, shit. and now she’s hard. “now look what you’ve done.” she hisses, though she’s not quite sure what she expected when you texted her for netflix and chill like it’s still the 2010s.

“there’s that pretty thing.” you completely ignore her in favour of continuing your blasted teasing, fingers snaking underneath her waistband and pulling, guiding the shorts down the sharp v-line at her crotch and eyes travelling down the fine, inky lines of her happy trail to the spring of her cock, over the edge; half-glazed and all pretty and pink.

“you really want to..?” she doesn’t know why she keeps backtracking, like she hasn’t been talking and talking about how fucking good she’d be. and now that it’s really happening she’s getting cold feet, of all things.

“it’s just a blow, cait.” you roll your eyes.

right. just a blow. like she’s done, a million times before. god. god. she doesn’t know where the fuck this performance anxiety has suddenly arose from (pun unintended). she’s (gracefully and intentionally) bruised countless girls’ throats, for fuck’s sake. twisted her hand in the hair and yanked them sharply with each forceful snap of her hips, and told them to swallow without so much as a blink.

except you—you—

“mmgh—“ caitlyn throws her had back, as she lets out an exceedingly unflattering grunt, with the gusto in which you take her into her mouth. your tongue swirls, along her tip, and—hah—her mind melts to butter. her eyes are all cloudy, head spinning. “wait—mmf—i didnt—“

caitlyn’s hips buck, heedlessly, into your mouth. fuck. she usually has more rhythm than this. more—control. but then your tongue is sliding underneath and your hand running over to curl around her base and she’s rutting upwards aimlessly, like some stupid teenage boy who doesn’t know what the fuck she’s doing. only that—shit—she’s never felt this good in her life and this is not just a blow—this is the most beautiful, nirvana-inducing, mind-shattering experience she could’ve ever—ungh.

oh.

oh, nononono. nono— no. she didn’t just—

your mouth hangs open, still, as you stare up at her with wide, surprised eyes; throat bobbing as if you were preparing to maybe do that really hot vacuum-type motion again except there’s kind of no fucking point because her dick is twitching uselessly as it slips out of your mouth and she watches in horror, as cum drizzles down your chin.

you swallow. caitlyn dreads that glimmer in your eyes, already.

“i usually—i last longer than that!” caitlyn’s cheeks are beet-red and she’s blinking up at you with those big, sad blue eyes and you’re laughing. crawling on top of her stomach as her dick presses flush and sticky against your lower torso and you’re laughing at her plight. ok, that’s it. it’s over. her reputation that she’s fought and fucked so hard for is dead and gone. she’s got to pack her bags, move countries, and start over.

she buries her face into the crook of your neck. surprisingly, you don’t push her away. “you can’t tell anyone.” she orders, petulant. she’s fucking humiliated.

“why would i tell anyone?” you snort. she whines.

“i don’t want you to think—“ caitlyn digs her short-cut nails into palms, looking frustrated; brows knit and cheeks still flushed, stray strands of hair a mess against her forehead. “i didn’t come over just for a blow.”

“i know, cait.”

caitlyn doesn’t know how much you know, frankly, because she doesn’t know how much she knows—considering she’s just had the most earth-quaking orgasm of her life in all but two seconds like some lame loser virgin and not the cool, suave playgirl that caitlyn kiramman is so known to be; but you’re sinking back into her arms and letting her keep leaking leftover dribbles into your couch as she clings and maybe, she doesn’t care. just wants to stay like this for a little while, and blink the spots out of her vision.

“i’m normally really very good.” she insists, words spilling out in an accented rush against your skin, half-slurred. “seriously.”

“caitlyn.”

“seriously!”

[norrisainz33]

celebrity crush || eo31

☆ summary: esteban gets the chance to meet his celeb crush at f175

☆ pairing: esteban ocon x famous!reader

☆ fc & warnings: bella hadid x none

☆ a/n: first esteban fic!!! if u saw me post this by accident before... no you didnt

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[interviewer 1] so esteban -- its no secret that you are a very big fan of marvel and super heroes! can we expect to see more special super hero helmets this season?

[esteban] yes!! i have some exciting special helmets!! tho i dont want to give too much away but there will be one featured this season for sure

[interviewer 2] amazing, well we can't wait to see what you're cooking up!!

[interviewer 1] while we’re on the topic... a little birdy told us that a particular hero and actress were your favorite - y/n y/l/n?

[esteban] *laughs* oui y/n may or may not be my celebrity crush. i just think she is a fantastic actress and she plays one of my favorite characters in the marvel universe

[interviewer 1] well you're in luck esteban! the same little birdy told me that she's going to be in attendance at the f175 event tonight!

[esteban] no way! well i'm really going to have to get dressed up now eh?

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lando: WHAT

estebanocon: mate i know

lando: you better shoot your shot

estebanocon: that’s the plan!

lando: i’m fairly certain lewis knows her…. let me see what i can do 😉

estebanocon: 😮

lance_stroll: now is your time to shine

estebanocon: wish me luck mon ami

olliebearman: **and for our livery reveal

estebanocon: well of course

haasf1team: our intel says she was invited by alpine (🤢) because of their owners. she'll be sat 2 tables away from us if my seating chart is accurate

estebanocon: admin you are my HERO

haasf1team: you’re our hero estie

abbipulling: if you don't catch her im going to be disappointed

estebanocon: going to try my hardest!

teamestebanocon: good luck boss man

estebanocon: ❤️

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user1: LONDON?!

user2: are you in london bc they’re making you the new queen? or…..

lando: my friend esteban ocon would give you a car if they don’t let you keep that one

teamestebanocon: my friend esteban ocon saved some cats from a burning building today and let me borrow his ferrari. i’m sure you could borrow his car too

user3: mother mother mother

estebanocon: 😍 looking forward to seeing you at the o2 later!

haasf1team: we can’t get you an alpine but we can get you some paddock passes to attend a race with a superior team 🫣

ynuser: hmmm is the monaco gp on the table?

haasf1team: OMG

haasf1team: sorry… i mean yes! any gp is on the table!

lewishamilton: and this is how i find out you're coming tonight?

ynuser: surpriseeee!!!! hehe sorry lewy. ive been so busy i forgot to reach out

lewishamilton: all good y/n! i'm looking forward to seeing you. p.s. i promised one of my fellow drivers that i'd introduce you to someone so be ready

ynuser: cryptic but fair. are they cute at least 👀

lewishamilton: i'll let you decide that one for yourself

user4: ok she’s a car girl now?

yourbff: no no get a pink lambo baby not this white alpine nonsense

ynuser: you're so right

zendaya: pleaseeeee come visit tom and i tomorrow

ynuser: done and done. i miss you both more than anything in the whole world

user5: i’ll buy whatever it is you’re selling

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f1gossip: marvel superstar and fashion icon, y/n y/l/n, has graced the f175 red carpet! its said that she's here at the request of her costar/alpine investor. we wouldn't be properly reporting if we didn't also tell you that she was spotted talking with lando norris and esteban ocon after lewis hamilton appeared to introduce his fellow drivers to his superstar friend. esteban has publicly said on multiple occasions that y/n is his celebrity crush - could our very own esteban have shot his shot? we'll keep you updated if we hear anymore.

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ynfan1: WHO THAT IN THE MIDDLE SLIDE

ynfan2: no fr.... im looking.....respectfully....... should i get into f1?

user31: pls look away this is a family affair

user1: my two worlds colliding

user12: KJFGHJFGHKJDFGNKJNFG

user2: well thank goodness you stayed calm

user8: so what im learning from this is if i talk about my crush enough,,, i'll get to meet them

user12: the all brown leather is serving so hard its insane

user13: they should just put her on stage instead of the cars.. i'd rather watch that

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ynuser: what a wonderful weekend in london

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tatemcrae: you’re a literal goddess

ynuser: you're the literal love of my life

user4: mamacita

f1: always great to see you! [liked by ynuser]

user31: WHO gave you those flowers? quick esteban look away

user2: maybe it WAS esteban who gave her the flowers!!

user8: didnt they like just meet like 72 hours ago?

user2: yes but like they could have hit it off!!!

user31: ya know what user2..... maybe you're on to something

user8: y'all can't be normal abt nothin huh

ynfan: who is esteban?

user9: oh boy

estebanocon: was a pleasure meeting you!

ynuser: right back at you! 🌹

user2: omg she responded someone check on estie

user10: oh that last slide feels intentional...the black and red like haas.....noticing things......

lewishamilton: missed you my friend

ynuser: missed you more lew

user5: looks like im getting into f1 now

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user1: i promise whatever the person who is getting to take you out is offering,,,, i can do one better 😭😭😭😭

lando: 👀

ynuser: ����

user14: pls just one chance 😫

estebanocon: mon dieu you looked incredible tonight. thank you for a wonderful evening y/n/n

ynuser: thank you esteban! you looked quite handsome yourself

ynuser: let me know if this is too much but… i’d really like to keep seeing you

estebanocon: too much?? don’t be silly y/n. i’d love nothing more

ynuser: thank god - i was a bit nervous you wouldn’t be interested

estebanocon: have you not seen the multiple interviews of me publicly crushing on you? 😅😅😅😅

ynuser: hahahaa i have but still

estebanocon: no buts

estebanocon: wanna come watch me race in melbourne?

yourbff: what is this????? details immediately???

ynuser: you know how i went to that f1 event? well one of the vroom vroom guys was confident enough to ask me to grab drinks and he just was so incredibly handsome so i said yes…. and then at drinks he bewitched me with his french charm and now we went to dinner and i think i might like him like him

yourbff: you know what … i think being a wag suits you honestly

user22: feeling like montoya rn

tatemcrae: PAUSE! are you on a date?

ynuser: yes

tatemcrae: CALL ME RN

user25: idk how to bounce back from this ill be fr

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user4: chat we’ve lost her

tatemcrae: i can't believe this

ynuser: neither can i ... honestly i never thought the day would come where i found a partner that was willing to put up with all the craziness that i bring to the table but he's so incredible

tatemcrae: literally could cry rn. i am endlessly happy for you y/n!!! you deserve nothing but happiness

user2: AUSGP YOURE GOING TO THE AUSGP I JUST KNOW IT

lewishamilton: roscoe is wondering where his thank you treats are for making this happen

ynuser: roscoe or you?

lewishamilton: both

ynuser: i'll bring them to the paddock 😉

user19: adding melbourne to my bucket list rn

estebanocon: oh mon ange, we are in soft launch territory now?

ynuser: yes! you said that was ok? 😫😫 i can take it down!!!

estebanocon: yes mon amor! just teasing you 😘

user31: you can't tell me thats not esteban ocon omg

lance_stroll: was wonderful to meet you this evening!

ynuser: it was a pleasure meeting you!!! let's hang out more xxoo

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ynuser: oh but you've got a sports car

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user2: is this supposed to be a soft launch bc you ain't slick girl ik that’s esteban’s car

tatemcrae: while you drive it real far 😉

lando: uhhh hey... while you're here.....

ynuser: good bye lando!

user18: literally sick with jealousy

estebanocon: ❤️

ynuser: 🤍

ynfan1: yup alright im into f1 now too

haasf1team: thanks for joining us y/n! black and red are your colors 😍

ynuser: i think so too

user24: i’d like to thank beyoncé for y/n’s appearance at the ausgp

roscoelovescoco: come to silverstones toos!! i misses yous

ynuser: anything for you my love

user43: i seriously have no one to talk to abt this and im about to crash out

user87: join f1twt and you will

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a/n: thanks for reading!! likes and reblogs appreciated!! lmk if you’d like more estie fics- i’ve noticed he doesn’t get a lot of love on here 🫶🏻

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[cherryrikis]

ONE LESS LONELY GIRL - 001 ! the left side

PAIRING idols riki x fem reader

SYNOPSIS fans always point out the chemistry between you and riki, and it only continues to grow after you become mc’s together on music bank. but as your feelings rise, so does the tension. and people begin to notice, so you try not to let riki know how you feel. but unbeknownst to you, he feels entirely the same way.

authors note reader’s official emoji is a panda! also most of the interview dialogue is real (from two videos combined) lol

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you and your group had arrived at the scene. the entrance process was rushed seeing as you were all running a little late. but despite being short on time, the six of you still stopped to wave at your fans before heading inside.

“take your places. we are late after all, i would expect that enhypen is already out on stage.” your manager informed, ushering you all out from behind the camera.

and she was right after all. they were in fact waiting for your group, respectfully bowing their heads as you and your members made way to take the spot beside them.

luck was in your favor, as you were instructed to stand next to ni-ki. you couldn’t resist your stares, carefully trying to sneak a glance, only to see he was already looking at you. he smiled at how your cheeks flushed pink.

the mc’s, eunchae and sangmin, quickly adjusted their lifeguard outfits while they waited for the intro music to end before starting their introduction.

“we are the mansaez!” they announced together. “shall we meet enhypen, who is back with a sweet melody?” eunchae read off the script. “welcome!”

“one, two, connect! hello we are enhypen!” jungwon introduced the group.

sangmin quickly greeted them, before going to introduce newjeans. “this time, let’s meet the girls that the world has been waiting for. shall we meet newjeans, who are back with supernatural? welcome!”

“two, three. hello, we are newjeans!” minji spoke into the microphone.

“nice to meet you all. to start off the interview, let’s first go to sunghoon. sunghoon, as a previous mc of music bank, how does it feel to be back?”

“i’m happy to be back after a long time. i’m also happy to be back with our second full length album, romance untold, and the fact that we are able to share this with our fans.” sunghoon smiled to the camera.

“now, hyein. you weren’t able to participate in the last comeback. how does it feel to be back on stage?”

eunchae and sangmin took turns asking you all questions. but as unprofessional as it was, you felt yourself zoning out, still completely stunned by the fact nishimura riki was real, and right next to you. you were so close, your shoulders practically touched his.

the sound of your name being called by eunchae drew you back into reality, pulling you out of the clouds. “y/n! we’ve heard ni-ki doesn't show the left side of his face, but we finally got to see that in enhypens latest comeback. since it's known that you have admired enhypen for so long, how do you feel about this?"

and immediately, all the blood that was meant to pump into your brain, left, and rushed to your cheeks. you felt lightheaded, but you knew your face was burning.

you stood there frozen in shock, your mic jittering in your shaky hands. you suddenly felt more nervous than you were before, as you made the rookie mistake of turning to look at the boy next to you. he stared at you so expectantly, with a glimmer in his eyes.

“o-oh? i didnt know these types of things could be shared..” you awkwardly laughed, playing it off as you just being shy. “i think its charming because its not something we get to see often? i suppose.” you answered, playing it safe. because really, how do you respond to a question like that?

riki smiled at your response, nodding his head in approval.

haerin, who was next to you with her arm pressing into yours, gave you a small thumbs up of encouragement. maybe you didn’t do as bad as you thought.

“ni-ki, how do you feel about this?” sangmin asked.

“ah, me? sorry. i find it cute that you think i’m charming, even if it’s something i don’t do often.” he replied, looking at you the whole time he spoke.

you remained the eye contact for a few moments, causing the air to run thick as it stayed silent.

the mc’s shrugged it off, not thinking too much of it, before keeping the interview going by continuing to ask the other members their questions.

and before you knew it, the interview was over.

as soon as the cameras cut, you thanked eunchae and sangmin, then the enhypen members. riki reached out to shake your hand, his touch lingering for a moment before pulling away.

you smiled as he smirked at you while you both went your separate ways.

the music bank interview had ended 6 hours ago. it was now 10 pm, and you laid on danielle’s bed with your head in her lap as she braided your hair. hanni was sat next to you with her legs crossed, engrossed in some game hyein showed her the other day.

“my god. that was so embarrassing!” you whined as you saw a clip of today’s interview on tiktok, grabbing hanni’s pillow from beside to her as you screamed into it.

danielle quickly moved her hands away in surprise. “hey, i said don’t move! now the mini braid is all frizzy.” she pouted, undoing it to start over.

“it wasn’t that bad. at least you managed to not cause a dating scandal! fans are going crazy over the interaction on twitter.” hanni informed you in a comforting manner, handing you her phone.

“i don’t care about what people online think. it was more about the fact that i embarrassed myself in front of riki.” you mumbled, before scrolling through hanni’s phone to see what netizens were saying.

“that’s so humiliating. not them clipping my every movement..” you sighed with a frown.

at that moment, minji walked in with haerin behind her, from the other room that you three shared.

everyone was now together in the second bedroom of the dorm.

“come on y/n. let’s go get some snacks from the convenience store. you need some fresh air.” minji spoke, taking the phone out your grasp and returning it to hanni. she pulled you up to your feet, gesturing for you to put some shoes on.

“right now? i’m wearing pajamas.” you raised a brow, examining yourself in the mirror. you wore your long sleeve shirt, and your baggy pajamas pants, along with the slides you had just put on.

“so am i.” she shrugged. “come on, just you and me. you’ll feel better.”

reluctantly, you followed minji out the door, dreading the fact you may be recognized like this in public.

“i guess we’ll be back.” you waved to your other members who remained inside.

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[strangecowplant]

please help me pay my kitties emergency vet bill!

ive never done this before but one of my cats just had to get an extremely sudden emergency procedure and i don't know what to do, my vet and i have reached out to a couple incredible programs here to help with the bill but one is less than half and the other hasn't replied back yet, i've already declined the blood work (CA$356) to lower the bill at the risk of possible underlying liver and kidney issues not being found but its still a monumental amount for us right now. i just feel so helpless

we had enough to pay the minimum deposit to get the procedure started in time thankfully, but we were already scraping by as it is and now we're in desperate need of funds to eat/pay rent/pay off any remainder of the bill. i am disabled without aid and have been unable to work/haven't worked since 2015 but am on track to hopefully start working pt this fall. i live with my mom who has 3-4 jobs including one seasonal job which needless to say is stressful and wearing her down. we unfortunately are stuck in the most expensive place to live in canada with the inability to save up to flee so the cycle is never ending.

this is Teddy, my typically very silly vocal happy boy who's not quite 2 yet, my comfort king, my little muffin who acts like a weighted blanket for me at night and eases my anxiety, his favourite toy is his pink unicorn poof, he loves car rides and he can shake paw!

he got a sudden urinary blockage last night with no straight answer as to why and progressively got worse as the night went on, i didnt sleep at all, i was panicking and bawling, naturally, and raced to the vet to get in as soon as the door opened. i assumed it was a uti which wouldn't have been as costly, but it turned out to be much more severe and life threatening. i never expected my usually extremely healthy boy to suddenly be at risk of that and im still trying to just process whats been happening

he needed to be sedated and given a catheter and some medication, the total bill came to CA$985.62, of which we were barely able to pay 500 of, and one program was able to donate 300 leaving a total of CA$185.62 for the bill. this, of course, leaves us scrambling for food and rent as well

i know there are a lot of fundraisers out there needing donations right now, and i really hate letting myself be so open and raw like this but even a dollar would help tremendously and i would be forever grateful for any help whatsoever, even a rb to signal boost is greatly appreciated <3

TLDR; my cat had a sudden life threatening issue and now we can't pay the full vet bill or pay for food/rent

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[amourjins]

forgot something! - j.wy

pairing , classpresident!wonyoung x fem!reader

synopsis , as listening to beabadoobee’s ‘glue song’, you got an idea to do on your girlfriend.. or at least SOON-to-be girlfriend.

content ahead/genre , fluff!!!, highschool!au, umm no warnings its just silly little fluff

as you walked into class, only spotting your class pres, teacher, and some other classmates that came a little bit early, you took your seat. wonyoung looked up at you when you came in, her face lighting up at the sight of you.

you smiled at her, taking out your books and laptop to prepare for class. a few others walked in right after you, then came the whole class.

the teacher started the lesson when everybody settled in. you took your notes needed, the noise of the teachers writing on the whiteboard spreading throughout the classroom. you looked over at wonyoung, seeing her listening very carefully and closely at the teachers words as she wrote on and on.

“alright, everyone, please take the rest of class to work on your essays!” the teacher suddenly announced, erasing all of the writing off the whiteboard, making you stop doodling onto your notebook paper. you groaned as you turned the girl sitting beside you, kim chaewon. “i hate this essay..” you whispered to her, everyone around you opening up their laptops. “i hate this too, dont worry..” she responded back.

you put in your headphones, opening up spotify on your phone. you put on a random playlist that you had, ‘glue song’ by beabadoobee playing.

it immediately reminded you of wonyoung.

you didnt know why—you two werent even dating, and you didnt even know if she liked girls or not. but, what you do know, is that you two are the closest. always by eachothers side. and that was when you came up with a funny idea to play on wonyoung. she wouldnt play along, right?

as the bell rang, you immediately closed your laptop and slammed your books closed (gently), just happy to be out of that class. you stuffed all of your supplies inside of your backpack, groaning as you put it on. wonyoung seemed to already have packed up, and talking with the teacher. i mean, she was the class president, anyway.

the last bell of the day rang—indicating that everyone was free to head home. you walked out of class, walking to your locker, disposing a few things before you remembered the idea. you always knew wonyoung would be found at the library right after school, so you headed right over, immediately.

you peeked into the library, taking a look around. you took a step in, greeting the librarian as you asked about wonyoungs whereabouts, “do you know where jang wonyoung is?” you whispered, walking over to the counter where the librarian sat. “umm.. should be right at one of the desks. she’s told me about you, ln yn, right?” a light pink blush dawned onto your cheeks the second the librarian spoke. your heart raced, “uhm.. yes, thank you!” you thanked, immediately walking away to cover your face, and especially to calm down.

you walked to where the desks were located, spotting wonyoung flipping through pages of books and her laptop open. you sneaked over to her, standing beside her, “whatre you doing?” you questioned, startling her a bit as she looked at you, smiling. “hi, um, extra credit.” she replied, pointing at her laptop. you didnt understand anything that was on there, so you just nodded.

“anyway, did you need something?” she asked, directing her attention back to the books, shifting around in the chair. “um..” you thought for a second, taking a breath. “you forgot something today.” you lied (but did you really?). “what? huh? whatd i forget? i never forget anything,” she scrambled, as you just stopped her with a giggle. “no, not that.. you forgot to kiss me.”

“..are you serious?” a blush appeared on her cheeks as she turned to you, and you definitely did NOT expect her to react like this. “do you want me to be, jang wonyoung?” you teased, “oh shut up..” the taller girl mumbled, embarrassed, standing up.

“so are you?”

“am i gonna what?”

“kiss me.”

tension fueled between you two as wonyoung grabbed a book out of her book-bag, you confused on what she was about to do. she opened it up, holding it with her left hand. she covered the both of your guys’ side profiles with the book, covering the view of what you guys were about to do.

she leaned in, kissing you as her lips crashed onto yours. immediately after a few seconds, she pulled back, leaving you stunned. she then let go of the book, closing it and putting it back into her book-bag. she then went back to what she was doing, sitting down, acting like nothing happened. you sat down in the chair beside her, in a daze. your face was bright red as you dug your head into the wooden, cold desk.

“..no way class pres did that.” - k.mj

“did what?” - y.jm

“she held up a book to cover her and yns kiss,” - k.mj

‘ DON’T FORGET TO KISS ME,, OR ELSE YOU’LL HAVE TO MISS ME .. ’

[ainnur]

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain" -Fanfic

Sumary : After being possesed by Lady Bone Demon, Bai He have white stroke on her hair. She hated how it look because it make her look like old lady and so much like the Bone Demon herself. Then she ask Wukong for help and Wukong help her cover the white hair...

Or Wukong help Bai He dye her hair <3

A/N : Soooo Im not really a writer I just wrote this for fun so there will be some mistake. And my english kinda shitty. This base of my au "What Still Frozen au". Character can be Ooc

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain " -by Ainnur

"Have you done this before?"

"Nope, I never even touch a hair dye before, can you belive that?"

Hearing that Bai He isn't actually sure how to feel about it. On one hand, she actually scare to let this happend but on other hand, she just doesn't care anymore. What else could Bai He lost? Her hair already demaged real bad because of the Bone Demon and Bai He is forever piss about it.

To put it simple, Bai He loved her hair so much. She loves brushing and styling it however she want and it will look cute. Thanks to her cousin Ayu who always press on how important the hair care is, Bai He able to keep her hair healthy for a long time. Her hair is long like her mother and have a colour of her dad's. What used to be soft and silky beautiful hair now letf dry and kinda dead. No matter what she do, it just seem that she can't bring her old back. She hates that.

Another thing is, being Lady Bone Demon host body left her with ugly white stroke of hair. Not only it make Bai He look like old lady, it make Bai He look like more the Bone Demon herself. Bai He know it just make sense that Bone Demon make Bai He look like be when using her body like a puppet. That old demon bitch... That just make her hated her hair even more and want to get rip of it.. She decide to tell Wukong about it and ask his opinion. He'll understand right? Afterall, he got same white stroke of hair like her. Even he dont understand, he will help her and she just know it. She didnt expect this...

💕

Bai He take a big gulp of water and huff in satisfaction. Right now she at Pigsy's Noddle with Wukong sitting next to her. It's somehow become their little thing to just eating noddle and talk about random things. Bai He enjoy doing this simple times with Wukong and she always get to eat delicious noddle that Wukong always pay for her. Wukong doesn't seem to mind and Bai He won't complain about it. Why would she? We talk about free food!

Bai He take a look at Wukong who seem lost in thought while waiting for his noddle to cold down. That one thing Bai He notice about Wukong. He always waits for any of his food to cold down. It's not just cold down enough that you can eat the food when is still warm , no, Wukong waited until all the heats is completely gone. Where the enjoyment of that?? But again not like Bai He would say anything about it. If Wukong like his food like that, who is she to judges loudly?

"Umm...you good kid? You kinda looking at me for solid 3 minutes now. Did I have something on my face?" Wukong's voice able to pull Bai He back from her thought.

"No. You're fine Monkey King " Bai He actually double check Wukong's face to make sure of it.

"It's just...." Bai He take few breath try to form a right sentence to tell Wukong. Few seconds pass as Wukong wait for her to tell him whatever she in her mind right now.

"I hate my hair...." Saying that, she get Wukong full attention as he push his bowl of noddle aside wanting to actually hear her.

"I hate what she done to my hair and how it make me look like....Her.. And I just want the damage to be gone." She grab her hair a bit on her palm not actually looking at Wukong as she focus on her hair right now. It's silence for seconds as Wukong try to process what Bai He just tell him.

"Well you can cut it-"

"No" she cut Wukong words fast

"I don't want to cut it.I just...cant..part of with didnt allowed that." Bai He cant actually explain why she didnt want to cut it, she just know she attach to it.

"I just want to 'cover' it like you..." Bai He words stiff while she looking at Wukong this time. Other thing Bai He know about Wukong is that Wukong uses magic thing call glamours or something to hide his real appearance to other. Even from MK. He cover the white stroke of hair using that and make his hair look normal. Bai He is silently jealous of that ability of Wukong because how is that fair? Why he can just look how ever he want with snap of finger and she just cant? Oh how she wish she have the ablity too.

"I get an idea!" Wukong said with smile planning something in his head. Oh boy....

💕.

That bring us to now. Both Bai He and Wukong is walking to her bathroom after Wukong show up next day with big bag full with hair dye. Hair dye .....Why Bai He didn't think about that sooner?! Maybe she so stress and that just didnt cross her mind. Bai He was suprise when she saw the bag full with different colours of hair dye boxs for first time when Wukong show up.

"I don't know what colour you prefer so I just bring everything and let you choose " Wukong simply said that and leave Bai He watching him with unbeliveable face. This monkeyyyyyy.

"Well..you like pink, right?" Wukong asks with a smile, holding a box pink hair day in his hand. He right about that, Bai He loves the colour pinks. It's remind her of her cousin who like wearing pink. In other words, pink is pretty colour. Some people would say that pink is not a real colour as it is just shade of red. They were right about that but Bai He doesn't care, It's pretty and that only thing matter. Pink could be lovely colour that bright up the mood but it also can be sickening when it's to much

"Yeah, I want pink" She decide on that with smile. If anything happend it happend and Bai He could not careless. Wukong only respon saying she make a great choice and preparing the dye. While Wukong busy, Bai He want to go through the bag again and that when she notice something is moving inside. "Little monkey!?" Yeah one of Wukong's subject follow Wukong hear in the bag. The little monkey then went to his king and climb on his shoulder. Wukong gigle for a bit and let the little monkey mix the hair dye. "Careful now little one" Wukong remind the monkey. Bai He watching everything with awe and get her attention back to the bag.

Inside of the back she find another colour, yellow. But with specific shade.... It's yellow but not just any yellow, it's have a bit of orange hue in it making it look more golden. It's Wukong type of yellow. Bai He dont know much about colour theory but the colour do remind her of Wukong. This yellow colour bring warm feeling to Bai He. It's provide comfort for Bai He with the bright and fun nature of the colour.

"I want this colour too" Bai He said without thinking. Wukong simply agree with her and Bai He cant help but smile at Wukong. Everything he did right now is for her and she really appreciate it. Colouring her hair with both colour would be fun. But again she didnt want to colour whole head, just the ugly white stroke. Will it look good? They'll find out about that later.

💕

"You sure, you never done this before?" Bai He ask suspicious with Wukong's skill right now. That monkey really tell her that he never dying people hair before but the way Wukong doing staff right now say the opposite.

"Yeahhhhh.....look Im gonna come clean. I watched few video online last night of how to dye hair and tried to do it on my own clone for a bit. " Last night...... Wukong learned to do everything by only a night. Not to mention he just learned it from some video online! Bai He she shouldn't question Wukong ability but to learn something THAT quick is just insane for her.

"Of course and now you're a hairdresser" Bai said sacasticly. Yeah, she bit jealous of that ability, who wouldnt? Wukong just laugh awkwardly at her comment. He so focus on working on Bai He hair with little help from the small monkey to actually say anything as Bai He sit in bathtub.

Bai He herself dont know what Wukong is doing but she trust Wukong completely. Even if everything didnt turn out well she know Wukong would think about something to fix it. Yup, no worry at all. She let Wukong and little monkey pull her hair and wrap it with aluminium foil that Wukong summon using his hair. The smell of hair dye kinda bad and strong.

💕

They have to wait for an hours as the box said. During that time all 3 of them do is watching some random drama from Bai He's phone to kill time. The drama actually good as all of them focus on the phone and not talking at all.

"No offend Monkey King but that women kinda remind me of you" She look at Wukong and back to her phone. The little monkey nod hearing that

"What do you mean?" Wukong raise a eyebrow because that women look nothing like him and many way.

"Both have shitty taste of man" Bai He answers him fast and she can hear Wukong gasping and little monkey cover it mouth.

" ExCuUsE you, I have FINE taste of man"

"Bullshit. You dated Macaque that say everything about you!!"

"Come on! That not fair!" Wukong pout at that. They bicker a bit with Wukong try to defend his pout taste in man and little monkey siding Bai He in this bickering.

After an hour it's finally time to wash off the dye. Wukong let Bai He do it herself as he take a towel for her. Bai He watch the leftover dye going down to the tub's hole. The pink and yellow colour get mix together creating redish-orange colour. Later she take the towel that Wukong give her and dry her hair off.

Bai He take deep breath as she preparing herself to look at mirror again. These past few she isnt doing well looking at mirror because she keep seeing HER. There is still cracks from where she punch the mirror. She still remember how worry Wukong is that time and everything was a mess.. Blood dripping from her fist and some stick to broken mirror. It was Wukong who help her treat the wound. But that is another story. Finally after have courage to look at mirror, Bai He eyes go wide seeing her own reflection.

"Sooooo...do you like it,kid?" Wukong ask softly while having little monkey on his shoulder. Bai He take a look at herself again at her broken mirror that she punched. The white hair stroke is now cover with pink and yellow colour. Both colour stand out from her original black hair.

"I..LOVE it!" Bai He is being honest. In her opinion, the colour was great combo and she love how it look so much. Her eyes sparkels as she see no more of white hair. Lady Bone Demon look nothing like her right now. Did Lady Bone Demon have have a sick and cool pink and yell hair stroke? No, she doesn't .

"Thank you so much, Monkey King!!" Bai He said happily as she hugs her mentor hard

"Anytime, kid" Wukong smile and hug her back. She then let go of Wukong and take out her phone fast as want she talking picture with her new hair colour and Wukong. Everything turn out fine and Bai He couldnt be more happy.

END :3

Thanks for reading! Everything about the au is under "What Still Frozen au" tag. You also can ask me anything about the au or idea for them or other things

[xyaehir]

“operation: idiot in love!” —

SYP — local idiot develops a crush on the campus’ sweetheart and attempts to fight off anyone else out for her heart. (beach version!)

GEN. — fluff, crack

WARN. — satoru is an idiot in love, implied fem!reader, you wear a bikini/two piece swimsuit and have long hair, no curse au, current modern slang and humor used, 2008 satoru so everybody introduced is a teen (18-19)

NOTES — have this since summer break’s almost over 😼 um so were not gna talk abt how i didnt explain how reader’s the school’s sweetheart js let me have this kay 😞✊ not proofread yet

“guys, the love of my life is right there. i gotta lock in,” the white haired teen states, keeping his eyes trained on your figure who’s clad in a two piece bathing suit before unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his toned body.

both of his close friends groaned, one pinching his nose-bridge and the other rolling her eyes.

“um, im sensing a lot of negativity here and not enough support,” satoru scoffs, putting his sunglasses back on.

“you can’t seriously expect us to support someone who can’t even act normal within a mile radius of his long time hallway crush,” suguru chuckles sarcastically.

“oh, suguru,” satoru dreamily sighs, wrapping an arm around his black haired friend’s shoulder. “sweet, inexperienced, rude, blunt, unsupportive-”

“oh, just get on with it,” he grimaces at his friends’ theatrics.

“you don’t know what love is like i do,” satoru sighs, wiping an invisible tear.

“is love being a chicken and unable to talk to his crush without malfunctioning?” shoko chimes in, licking her popsicle.

she chuckles when she spots a look of disbelief and utter betrayal on her friend’s face. she watches in amusement as satoru stares with his mouth agape and shakes his head vigorously before scowling at her.

“you guys seriously don’t get it! she’s not just a crush, she’s the lo-”

“hey guys! i heard something about a crush?” you interject, walking towards the chattering trio.

“oh yea, satoru needs some advice, you know,” suguru shrugs, smirking when the now frozen satoru looks at him with an expression that just screams, ‘please don’t say anything.’

“maybe you can help him,” he suggests, nudging his friend closer to you.

you hum, turning to look at the white haired male. “oh! my friends say i give good advice so maybe i can help,” you smile and nod.

satoru gulps, heart beating faster and pale cheeks flushing pink. he can’t help but observe how beautiful you look, hair done up into a messy bun and wearing a bathing suit that compliments the colour of your skin.

he can feel himself open his mouth just to close it again, unable to form any coherent sentences.

“he’s positively and utterly hopeless,” his friends think simultaneously, watching the scene before them with a sweatdrop and a deadpan.

“guys, i blew it.”

“yea, you did.”

“without a doubt.”

satoru scowls and glares at his friends who were innocently shrugging and looking away. he sighs, his head on his fist as he watches you chat excitedly with another guy who’s clearly into you.

“satoru? are you okay?” you worriedly asked, taking note of his flushed cheeks and clammy hands. “do you not want my advice?”

“no, i- uh,” he stutters, stumbling over his words.

suguru looks at his friend weirdly before turning to you. “he’s probably just having a heatstroke.”

you blink before nodding, taking satoru’s hand and placing a cool water bottle in his grasp. “here, take my water then. get some rest and i’ll check in with you later. bye guys!” you wave, taking another quick glance at the malfunctioning cerulean eyed boy before walking away.

“yea, there’s no hope for you, satoru. you’re so down bad,” shoko shakes her head, taking a sip of the bottle you gave him. “oh wow, she gave you those expensive fruit sparkling ones. you’re special, i guess.”

this seems to cheer him up as he almost bounced up to sit up straighter. he whips her head to shoko then to suguru. “you think that? i stand a chance?” he asks, pointing to himself with a grin.

“dude, calm down. it’s just sparkling fruit water-” suguru tries to use common sense but he’s shut down by satoru’s shuffling to stand up.

“hush, this may be a sign, suguru.”

“you’re kidding me,” he sighs, facepalming as he watches his best friend march over to you.

he looks tiredly towards shoko, who innocently sticks out her tongue. “chill, suguru. he just needs a lil push.”

satoru hates the way that guy is looking at you. he knows who he is, sharing most of his classes with the guy. and the blue eyed teen knows how in practically every class he shares with the guy, he’s thinking about you.

he’s seen it all. he’s seen how he doodles in his notebook your name with a heart. he’s seen how every lunch, that same guy tries shooting his shot with you, trying to get your number and pathetically failing every single time.

if anything, that guy may like you more than satoru does. keyword, may.

“oh, it’s you again,” you chuckle nervously, backing up a little when the same guy who’s been trying to score a date with you for the past 2 months walks up to you.

said guys shrugs, flashing you a grin before looking you up and down. “you look good as always,” he laughs breathily.

you try your best to give him a polite smile, “ah, thank you.”

“aww, no compliment for me?”

“oh, sorry! i just don’t really know you that much so..”

“ohh, that’s fine. if you agree on a date though, you’ll get to know me a lot better-”

THWACK!!

the guy in front of you groans, rubbing the back of his head before scowling at the people behind him. “who did that?” he yells, stomping away to track down who threw a blue sandal at his head.

you grimace before thanking the lords that he’s finally away from you.

“hey,” satoru says, strolling over to greet you. “i swear, every time i see you, he’s always tryna get your number.”

you initially flinch in surprise before relaxing instantly upon recognising your white haired friend. you sigh before nodding and turning to face him, “yea, it’s getting really annoying now.” you shake your head before looking up at him.

“he can’t take the hint, for real.” he chuckles, before picking up the thrown sandal and shaking the sand off of it before slipping it back on his left foot.

“i guess you owe me now,” he smiles smugly, stuffing his hands in his pockets as you smile in realisation.

you giggle, covering your mouth with your right hand. “so you’re my knight in shining armor,” you grin.

satoru reaches out a hand to bring down your own that covers your smile. “don’t cover your smile, it’s pretty,” he murmurs, pulling his hand back to rub his nape.

you blink, processing his words before blushing and smiling bashfully. “well, thank you, gojo satoru.”

he smiles softly, bright eyes glancing at your lips every now and then. surprisingly, you notice this and shift closer to him, breathing out a laugh when you hear his breath hitch.

“i guess i do owe you, huh?” you teasingly look up at him before taking his phone out of his hand and adding your number in it.

you give him his phone back while he still looks at you dumbfounded. “you should call me sometime, yea?” you smile up at him before buttoning a button on his hawaiian shirt and walking away.

the white haired male watches you walk away with his mouth agape before hurriedly checking his phone whether or not you actually did put your number in his contacts.

“yo, did it work? did you finally bag the love of your life?” shoko whistles, slapping the back of his head before suguru walks over.

suguru observes his best friends pink cheeks and big smile before chuckling and shoving an ice cream cone in one of his hands. “look at his face. he probably did somehow,” he says shaking his head with a smirk.

“she’s the one, suguru.”

“for the love of- we’re not having this conversation again.”

“girl, are you kidding me? she already gave you her number so just call her!” shoko groans, hitting her friend’s head.

“im not a girl shoko,” satoru hisses, rubbing the spot she hit. “im a man.”

“a man who can’t dial the number of the girl he likes?”

“suguru, whose side are you on?!”

@xyaehir 2024. this is my content. do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

[lilreidgirl]

Everything I wanted

Summary: Reader fantasizes what it would be like to kiss Spenncer, then it actually happens.

Warnings: fem!reader (no use of y/n), daydreaming; kissing, actual kissing, they end up on a bed but like nothing happens, L-word (not lesbian), English is not my first language

WC: ~0.86k

A/N: This is my first fic EVER so please excuse any and all mistakes and oversights :)

“Kissing him is perfect,” flew through her mind, the neurons in her frontal lobe coming together in perfect harmony to make an imaginative picture inside her head.

His large hands; long, slender fingers, gripped her hips. No, he was clutching her face; no, her ass; wait, her waist. He was everywhere. Not at once, no, he took his time truly exploring and enjoying every millimetre of her body.

Their legs were entangled in a havoc of fervour, the couch felt rather cold against the skin of her thighs compared to everywhere the beautiful man over her touched.

No, it was against the granite of the kitchen countertop; no, the warm sheets of the bed.

“God, brain, make up your mind!” Her thoughts complained about themselves, a groan escaping her throat.

Then his lips: soft, pink, and well just so damn kissable and just so damn able to kiss well.

She ran her bottom lip through the gap between her rows of teeth, allowing her tongue to glide over it once the motion was finished.

His lips moved in an enthralling rhythm against hers, doing everything exactly right.

Well obviously, it was her imagination.

But the kiss wasn’t even the most mind consuming part. What made every other simple idea in her brain drown, was really just him. Yes, the kiss, but also the contact, the trust, the pure feelings being spoken through their touching bodies and desperate actions.

The scenario she had landscaped in her head suddenly faded into oblivion when knocks sounded through her hotel room. Without any haste, she stood, the door swinging open once she had reached it.

“Hey,” said the soft masculine voice, the source of the spoken word greeting her with a smile.

“Hey, Spence. What’s up?” She hoped to god, her pace to know the point of his late night visit to her hotel door was, didn’t rub him the wrong way.

Though the worry didnt last long as that didn’t matter now, that wasn’t what she had her utmost focus and concentration on right now.

“Uh-… I was just um...”

He was.

His eyes darted all over her face, studying her dilated eyes, due to the dim light of her room; her rosy cheeks, the blush that took home on her gorgeous face more spread over her cheekbones and nose than usual, he noted. Her teeth engulfed her bottom lip between them as she stared up at him with those wide, expectant eyes that made him want to do nothing more than to make them squeeze shut pleasure.

The words, he thought he could utter, were made to fog in his brain and he wasnt able to fill the void she had created in his head with just her gaze directed at him.

Without any guidance from his now useless genius, his tongue darts out corner of his mouth, trying to replace some of the empty space where she had expected words to come out of.

And oh my, what a substitute for words that action was.

The following moments that passed had an unknown length and tension, the silent seconds immediately forgotten as soon as Spencer stepped forward and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her body close to his, connecting every part  of themselves they could.

Touches left by both were enchanting to the other and themselves. The curiosity and sheer intensity that had been building up over years of working together and supressing their feelings, forced into every movement the two made.

Her imagination had disappointed her in the furthest way possible once she felt the real sensation of how it felt to kiss him, the fantasy not even being an atom in the universe of the passion between the two.

Sure, his hands explored and enjoyed her, his legs danced with hers as they stumbled towards the hotel bed, the kiss was more than just “right”, but what her mind failed to conjure up, were the tremendous and overwhelmingly strong feelings she felt spread everywhere inside of and across her.

Toes on each foot tingled with more and more excitement than the last and her legs mindlessly followed the path he led them both, the only negative emotion in her body at that moment being despair for her old self for not being able to experience this.

“Spence, I-,” she started, mumbling against his lips breathlessly, the lips that then went on to interrupt her.

“I know, angel, I know.”

Those muffled words made her heart skip what felt like a hundred beats and her mind to stutter on any thought it was trying to form.

She wondered if any of this was real. How could it possibly be?

Though her suspicion of nonreality was quickly squashed to a measly old forgotten memory of a thought when her back hit the plush hotel mattress and she found herself staring up at the man she had wanted to be staring up at for years.

“I love you.” Sneaky bastard just wanted to say it first, huh?

“I love you too.” She beamed a painfully big grin.

“God, kissing him is perfect,” flew through her mind, this time though she knew it was true.

[marvelobsessed134]

Coquette Habit

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, non verbal consent/communication, dollification, dom!wanda, sub!reader, Wanda dresses reader up, reader is a “living doll”, squirting, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving)

When you told Wanda about your dollifacation kink, you thought she’d find it weird and be freaked out. But instead, she was totally into it.

So, you sat on the bed staring up at your owner with big doe eyes, your hair in pigtails and pretty makeup adorning your face. You were in a pretty pink dress that was soon to come off.

“Look at my pretty little doll.” The witch smiled, playing with your hair a little bit. “I got you a new outfit, dollie.” She opened a box to show a pretty light pink lingerie set. It was a teddy nightgown and matching panties with thigh high stockings.

Of course, being a doll, you didnt say anything but you did smile to silently tell her everything was okay.

“Let’s get you dressed.” She unzipped your dress slowly before manually moving your arms upright to slide it off over your head. You were wearing nothing underneath, as expected. She kept your arms up and slid the nightgown over your head before putting your arms back down. Then she slid the panties on over your legs.

“There, so pretty. I need to take a picture of this.” The brunette got her phone out and snapped a few pictures of you on the bed in all your doll-like glory. Once she set her phone down she started stroking your hair again before moving her hand down to your breast, squeezing it, making you release a breath. Then she moved it down to cup your damp clothed core.

“Oh,” she whispered, “my little dollie is so excited.” You couldn’t contain your blush or your moans as she rubbed you through your underwear.

“I think…I deserve to play with my doll, yeah?” You didn’t respond but once again smiled. She took that as a sign to lay you down and pull off your panties to reveal your dripping core. Wanda spread your legs and licked her lips at the sight before diving in and sucking, biting, and licking your lips and clit. You moaned and whimpered loudly, trying extremely hard not to move.

The witch pulled away from you and you whined at the loss of contact, but it didn’t last long before she shoved two fingers into you, plus rubbing your clit with her thumb. She curled her fingers in your tight hole and fucked you rough.

“Look at that pretty pussy, so sweet.” She growled as she felt you clenching around her. It spurred her to go faster, bringing you to your finish in record speed.

“Fuck! There you go good girl.” She praised when you squirted over her fingers. Wanda took her fingers out and licked them clean.

“You’re so perfect, doll.”

[naturesapphic]

Hello!!! For kinktober how about a freaky friday swap with either Wanda Maximoff or Natasha Romanoff?

Thanks and have a Nice day :D

Day eleven: Freaky Friday

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, body switching, masterbating, fingering

Kinktober Masterlist

Waking up in your bed, you looked around, feeling uncomfortable for some reason. You didn’t understand why until you looked down and you didn’t see your normal body that you are used to seeing. A loud gasp falls from your lips and you immediately get out of bed and go into the bathroom and look in the mirror.

You are the black widow. Natasha romanoff. Your crush. Holy shit, how could this have happened? You stared at yourself in the mirror for what felt like hours until you started to get horny. How could you get horny at a time like this? You went out of the bathroom and back to the bed to lay in the middle of it. You took off the tank top you were wearing and Natasha’s breasts spilled out.

Your eyes widens at how plump they are and you started touching them gently making you let out soft moans. This was so wrong. So incredibly wrong but you just couldn’t help yourself. After playing with her breasts some, you glided your hand down to the shorts she was wearing and entered your hand in the waistband of her shorts. You were met with wetness and you bit your lip. Hearing your moans made you more wet because these weren’t your moans, they were Natasha’s and they were the most beautiful moans you’ve ever heard.

It was your favorite sound now for sure. You placed both hands on the shorts and pulled them down your legs, exposing yourself. You spread your legs and your eyes widen at how wet you were. Natasha’s body was absolutely gorgeous and you were practically drooling at the sight. Your fingers came down to her pussy again and you started rubbing her clit. You moaned out and closed your eyes, feeling the pleasure run through your veins. Keeping a hand on rubbing her clit while your other hand was on her left breast, pinching her rosy pink bud gently.

You were close, so close, you couldn’t believe you were in Natasha Romanoffs body and you were fucking her. Hearing Natasha’s moans come out of her lips and the feel of her pussy on your fingers were edging you closer and closer to your sweet release. Your breaking point was when you caught yourself in the mirror and you saw Natasha look at you. That’s when you came hard all over her fingers. Panting, you gently pulled her fingers out and you popped them in your mouth, moaning softly at her taste.

What you weren’t expecting was your door to burst oepn and you see your body staring at you wide eyed. You quickly covered yourself up and your lips turned up into a smirk as you walked in Natasha’s room and you locked the door behind you. You then realized that it was Natasha. Natasha was inside of your body and now she knew that you used her body to get off. Natasha didnt say anything expect she got closer to you and hovered over you. What a Halloween this was going to be.

A/n: happy Halloween everyone! Thank you anon for this very great creative request! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all :) have a fun and safe Halloween

[taelortot]

The Sun and the Moon

I’ve always said I’m better at one shots so idk how to make a whole story. I promise I’m trying my very best 🫶🏻

Idk how many words, but it’s like a 20 minutes read?

Collegestudent!Megumi x y/n

Contents: fluff, angst, fighting, cursing, somewhat happy ending.

Zero One 1.5 Two

You know how when you see your best friend or a cute puppy and get so very excited and cant stop smiling? Or maybe you squeal and feel endorphines flooding your brain, overloading your system with those happy little cells.

It was like that when y/n saw her gumi.

High pitched squealing, smile on her face, jumping up and down, failing to contain her excitment (not that she wanted to anyway)

"oh god here she comes" someone groaned, hearing giggles from behind the group of friends.

"watch your mouth, Itadori" Megumi growls, slapping the back of the pink haired friends head. His face hard like stone, and nothing but warning written in his pretty blue eyes.

As he turns around he cant help but give a lopsided smile, the slightest break in his nonchalant cool extirior.

"hi pretty girl-mmph" it catches him off guard everytime, even though he expects it. Y/n throwing herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck in a way that could possible be classified as assault.

"mwah" y/n exaggerated the sound of her kissing Megumi... once agrain earning a groan from yuji.

"mwah mwah mwah!" Megumi is attacked with kisses that taste oh so good. The pretty pink lipgloss that clings to y/ns lips now coats megumis.

And!!! We all should be aware that Megumi is a man and NOT a little puss boy who wipes it off.

He wears it proudly, letting everyone who passes know he’s getting kissed by possibly the hottest girl in the whole world.

"Nobara!" She releases megumi from the chokehold, i mean hug. "I got you this at the mall!" Y/n smiles as she digs through her little pink purse for the item she got for her new friend.

"It’s the lipgloss you said looked pretty! I got you one so we can match and so you can kiss yuji and he will wear it like my gumi does" the 'jumping bean', as megumi calls her, extends her hand, passing the gift off.

"umm thanks, but yuji and I aren’t dating" Nobara creases her eyebwos, confused at the offering, but even more confused as to why y/n would think such a thing.

"oh" she frowns "too bad, you two would be tots cutie together" y/n wiggles her eyebrows at the both of them.

"mmm i dont think so"

The strange thing was, Megumi kinda hated how nice y/n was to his friends. He constantly had to shut them up vwhenever they talked about y/n, since they never had anything good to say about her.

He’s talked to y/n a few times about her not being so nice to them, but y/n thought that was rude. Y/n didnt believe in being mean just to be mean. If she was going to be rude, it would be provoked and not just for fun. She was always correcting Megumi for the hard looks on his face and how he rolled his eyes whenever someone said something stupid.

"c’mon baby, lets get to class" Megumi says in a unusulally soft voice. Only because he knows that y/n got Nobara that lipgloss out of the kidness of her heart and he knew it hurt her a little that the brunette wasn’t excited to receive it.

"kaykay" y/n nods while allowing megumi to pull her in the direction of their film study class.

It was never good when y/n was quiet. Megumi knew this to be true, he knew when she wasn’t speaking, something was wrong. So he poked.

“Why so quiet, pretty?” His voice low, as to not disrupt the other students listening to the professor. It’s when y/n shrugged her shoulders, not even looking over, megumi knew for a fact something was bothering her.

“Cmon, baby. What’s bothering you?”

“Why don’t they like me?” Y/n asked in such a small voice, the slight waver of her words nearly sent Megumi into a fit of anger.

“They like you” he tried to tell her, although his words went in one ear and out the other. Y/n knew he was just trying to make her feel better.

“They don’t.. and I tried to do something nice. I always try to be nice, but they just don’t like me”

“I- I think maybe you’re too nice. Yuji likes you, but I think he’s jealous of the fact that we are dating. And Kugisaki is just.. she’s just- I dunno, there.” He pauses, lowering his lips to y/ns ear.

“It doesn’t matter if they like you or not. Because I love you” the whisper sent shivers down y/ns spine, having to suppress a giggle from escaping her lips. “Why don’t we go get you that skirt you liked at the mall after class?” Megumi presses a kiss just below her ear. “Hmm?”

“Mhm” y/n nods her head, fixing her blown out curls that megumi messed when he nuzzled his face into her neck.

Megumi fushiguro is whipped.

Not question about it.

There’s not one thing that y/n could ask Megumi for that he wouldn’t do for her. Going out of his way just to see the smile on her face. The requests over the past 6 months have gotten a little ridiculous, honestly. But still, Megumi would find a way to get it done.

The two have been in this little bubble since they first started dating, nothing mattered but each other. Of course megumi had other priorities and obligations! But… tell me why this guy answered a FaceTime call and quite literally had a casual conversation while him, yuji, inumaki, and maki were fighting off curses… yeah gojo wasn’t a fan of that when it was reported back to him.

The curse was killed.. so what’s the big deal??

So now phones must be on silent when they are out fighting curses. Thank y/n for that.

Back to when they first started dating, quite literally no one believed Megumi. They only believed it when y/n ran up and kisses him before running off giggling with her friends.

Such an odd looking couple the two are. Their dynamic sending passerby’s reeling. Bubbly pink and brooding black. But you know that they say about opposites.

“Gumiiii!!!” Y/n yells running up to him after her last class, meeting him at his car.

Megumi leans against the sedan, sunglasses perched on his nose, expecting his girl to jump into his arms like always.

The small group of friends let out little groans as y/n reaches them, heels clicking on the pavement giggles echoing off the parked cars.

“Mwah!!” She kisses his lips (like always)

Megumi spins her around once she’s in his arms, like they’re in some sort of movie, her feet swinging in the air. Her hair blows in his face and he can’t help the way his knees slightly buckle when he catches a whiff of the way she always seems to smell like sugar cookies.

“I missed you!”

“I missed you too princess” Megumi tells her as he places her heeled feet back on the ground.

“Whipped” Yuji tried to cover his words with a cough, earning a snicker from Inumaki and a glare from Megumi.

“Fuck off” Megumi shoves the pink haired friend a little harder than he meant to. Turning his attention back to y/n, he opens the car door and lets her get settled in, putting her seatbelt on for her.

“What’s your issue?” Megumi growls once the door is closed.

“What?” Yuji chuckles, thinking he’s so funny.

“I’m not fuckin whipped. If your virgin ass for a girlfriend you’d be the same way”

“You are so whipped for her it’s not even funny, Fushiguro” yuji turns to Inumaki, waiting for an agreement “tuna tuna”

“Shut your ass up before I tuna tuna you” megumi shoves his way past them.

“That doesn’t even make any sense” yuji keeps provoking, only because he loves when Megumi gets all irritated.

“It doesn’t have to, you know what it means”

They know exactly what he means, and neither of them want to be on the wrong end of megumis wrath, especially when it comes to y/n. Both of them have had to pull Megumi off several guys, all of them profusely bleeding out of their faces.

But that still doesn’t change the fact that he’s whipped.

Megumi sat in a small uncomfortable chair watching y/n try on about 15 skirts, just to find the right one. He would argue they all looked the same, but he knows y/n would go on a rant telling him otherwise.

So, he’s learned to keep his mouth shut. He honestly could watch her do this all day, only because y/n caters to him in the form of opening the changing room door just to flash her tits every once in a while.

"I like the white, blue and black ones" Megumi says helping y/n gather her items, stretching his legs from being sat down a little too long.

"I should get the pink one too, right?" Y/n said debating if she really needed another pink mini skirt… and she has a lot of little pink skirts.

"Yes" no hesitation.

Megumi always agrees with his Princess. Well mostly, only when it comes to stuff like this. He’s not afraid to put his foot down when he needs to.

Megumi also always pays for his princess. Chivalry is not dead when it comes to Megumi Fushiguro.

"Thank you, gumi!" y/n clings to him, making sure he knows she appreciates him in every single way. Y/n could have bought all the items herself, but Megumi never lets her. And she’s really not sure where he gets all this money, but she never questions it.

"After yogurt can we get dumplings and watch a movie at yours? I wanna play with my babies” Y/n asks not taking her eyes off the frozen custard worker as he fills her cup up with the strawberry flavor she loves.

"Anything you want, baby. Oh, She wants sprinkles with that" Megumi replies turning his attention to the employee.

After a few seconds he could practically hear the pout on y/ns lips. Or maybe it was the way she squeezed his hand just a little tighter. Either way, he knew something was wrong. And our Megumi instantly knew what she was pouting about.

"She wants more than that! Don't be so stingy, give her more" Megumi barked at the young employee. He also knew they y/n would never tell an employee how to do their job, only because if she believed she could do it better, she would be employed there, and they wouldn’t be.

Y/ns a crybaby who likes things done a certain way, but she’s not a Karen.

Back at Megumis dorm, the two sit on his bed, chowing down while the pups lay at the foot of the bed. Y/n snuck them bites of food while her black haired boyfriend wasn't paying attention. Y/n wasn't as sneaky as she thought, since Megumi noticed all 6 times she did it.

Through the whole movie y/n has her feet across Gumis lap, as he massaged them. "Feel good?" Megumi asked noticing y/n was starting to relax a bit more, her legs becoming more pliant in the way he moved them around.

"Mhmm" y/n fluttered eye eyes open seeing him with a soft smile on his lips. She liked this side of megumi, the side no one saw. How soft he can truly be. It was rare for megumi to smile, and y/n was happy she got to see every single one of them.

Something Megumi really enjoyed was rubbing y/ns feet after a long day of her wearing heels. (even though y/n insisted heels were more comfortable than flats, he never believed her)

Plus how could he not love how soft and small her feet are? Go ahead and call megumi a foot freak, he doesn't care. He literally doesn't give two shits about any of that, he loves y/n cute little toes, and the arches of her feet when he massages them with his thumbs.

Even more so when the arches of her feet are rubbing up and down his thick cock.

Okay, maybe he loves that the most.

"Can you paint my toes?" Y/n asks in a small voice after a few moments of watching Megumis thick thumbs dig into the balls of her feet.

"Only if you give me a foot job after.”

“Deal”

If there was one thing y/n hated the most, it was being separated from her boyfriend for an extended period of time. She could handle the couple of hours she had to suffer in classes, but any longer and it felt like she was going to pass away.

So imagine the sinking feeling in her chest when Megumi told her between one of her classes that he had to leave campus for a while to go to the doctor, and he probably wouldn’t be back until dinner.

"please just take me with you" y/n begged him, soft tears pooling in her eyes. It just broke his heart, his cold black little heart.

"baby, s'not gonna be fun n you're just gonna sit there all bored."

"don't care. Wanna go"

"how bout if you stay, I'll bring you a cupcake from that new bakery?" Megumi really didn't want y/n to go with him. Like he really didn't want her to go. Not because he would rather be away from her, but because y/n would ask him so many questions about why he's going to the doctor. And he didn't really want to have her all concerned about his wellbeing.

It's not like the guy was dying or anything. He was having minor issues hearing out of his right ear, nothing to be too concerned about. The only reason he figured out something was up, was because he couldn't hear y/n moaning in his ear very well.

Megumi was telling her to be louder, but y/n protested, earning a harsh slap to the face. One that was hard enough to sting and turn all red, leaving his handprint across her skin. It was when she started crying, he knew something else was going on. Only because his girl loves to be slapped around. After a bit of a cry and a little explaining, megumi figured out he can't hear very well out of one ear. (y/n was being very very loud and didn't think it was necessary to be screaming)

Don't worry, he took care of his girl for a very long time after that.

"No. Wanna go" This brat was gonna be the death of him.

So there she was, patiently waiting in the cold waiting room, reading magazines and sipping on a diet coke she got from the vending machine. She didn't ask any questions when megumi got out, figuring he would tell her if it was something serious.

"Which one you want, baby?" Megumi asked hiding a slight chuckle at the way y/n was basically pressed up against the glass display case. Kinda like how a kid is at the zoo when they see their favorite animal.

"mmm i can't decide, i like strawberry but i also like red velvet" y/n turned over her shoulder, hoping Megumi would be able to decipher what flavor her tongue wanted to taste more. That was something he was good at, deciding for her.

Why have a brain and make decisions when her boyfriend could do it for her? And always make the right one too.

"yeah, could we just do a strawberry and red velvet"

"really gumi!!" y/n jumped with excitement. His little jumping bean.

"really really"

Anything for his girl.

Absolutely anything for y/n.

Fucking. Whipped.

That was until a few days later.

Friday rolled around, and it was a good day. Until it wasn’t.

"you know shes using you right?"

These words came from his pink haired, somehow always happy friend, Yuji Itadori. Megumi wasn’t sure why Yuji decided to just say that while they were discussing plans for mission. Until his friend nodded in the direction of where y/n was standing.

Megumi looked over his shoulder to see y/n with his credit card in hand, waiting in line to order a latte she so desperately needed.

"dude, come on. Shes obviously only happy when you're buying her things"

"shut the fuck up Itadori. She's not using me"

Even though he said the words out loud and didn't believe them for one second, Yujis words still stuck with him. Gnawing their way into every single train of through Megumi had. He couldn't focus. Anxiously bouncing his knee while his girlfriend sipped on her drink and played with the rings on his fingers.

Y/n was always happy around Megumi.

Always.

But… her smile did get bigger, and her giggles did get louder when he pulled out his credit card. He always just rolls over and passed her the plastic, not even saying no once.

Is what everyone saying true? That he's changed, that he's whipped, that he's soft? When had he, Megumi Fushiguro, became so soft?

Was it when y/n smiled at him for the first time? Was it the first time he saw her? Or what it when she declared herself his for the first time?

He didn't know.

But he knew it happened.

He had changed.

For better? Or for worse?

When the group parted ways, he helped y/n into his car, getting her all buckled up. He watched as he settled into the car the way she kicked off her flip flops, throwing her feet on the dash, pressing her toes into the windshield.

Leaving toe prints in the windshield made y/n giggle, knowing Megumi loves to see the marks there days after.

"Can we get slushies tonight for dinner?"

"Slushies aren't dinner, baby. Gonna get cavities with that sweet tooth of yours."

"Then for dessert?"

"mmm... not tonight baby" Out of curiosity, he said no. Even though he was craving a slushie too. He just wanted to see what would happen.

"awe" y/n pouts from the passenger seat

"m'sorry baby. next time okay?'

"okay" y/n said with a soft nod to her head, a little upset. Only because they ALWAYS get slushies on Friday nights. Always. It became a little tradition for the couple. Now Megumi was breaking tradition, and our girl y/n is very superstitious. Believing something bad was going to happen since they are breaking about 4 months of tradition.

Oh! Silly me! Did I forget to say that earlier that day Nobara cornered y/n outside her art history class to tell her "You need to stop using Megumi for his money. I can see right through that fake little smile you have". Jinkies, looks like I forgot to add that. We will talk about what y/n said back to her in just a little bit.

Nobaras words stuck with y/n, even while she sat across from her at the cafe. Y/n isn't a tattletale, so she didn't think she was ever going to tell Megumi what was said to her. Nobara can believe anything she want, because y/n knows the truth. She loves Megumi with every fiber of her being, and she knows Megumi knows this too.

"You okay?" Megumi looks over at y/n. She's laid back on his bed, eyes staring at the ceiling while Megumi rubs her feet and calves, like he always does.

"mhm" Y/n hums, not moving her eyes from the ceiling.

"you've been pouting all night, didn't think you'd be so upset about slushies"

"M'not upset. Its just-" She turns her head to look at her favorite blue eyes. "it's just we always get slushies Friday nights. You get a coke slush and I get coke and white cherry mixed. We always get them for sleepover Fridays"

"I know baby. M'sorry" He felt like he was in some sort of torture chamber, seeing the look on y/ns face as she explained why she 'wasn't upset'.

Reaching over, he uses his fingers to brush the hair out of her face, cupping her cheek, letting his thumb caress her skin. Looking into her pretty eyes, he watches as she melts into his touch.

Even still, he had to know the truth. He had to ask her. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath.

"Are you using me" eyes still closed, refusing to look into her eyes and possibly see the betrayal written in them. The second the words came out of his mouth, he regretted even speaking them.

"what?" y/ns whispered, not trusting her own voice. sitting up quickly, she repeated her question, voice shaking as she spoke a little louder. "what did you just ask me?"

"are you using me? for money or something?" he couldnt stop the words, it was like word vomit or something. Why did he fucking continue the conversation? He could fucking hear the hurt in y/ns voice loud and fucking clear.

"wh- why would you say that, gumi?" y/n could feel the sting of harsh tears blurring her vision, nose burning from the way she was hodling them back. "look at me megumi" y/n cupped his face, tilting his head up to look at her. "why would you ask me that?" eyebrows furrowed as she stares at her boyfriend, confused as to where he got that idea. She thought maybe it was Nobara who said something to him as well.

"i-i just heard it through the grapevine" megumi says shyly, embarassed he even started this conversation in the first place.

"you heard a rumor?" he nods "a rumor, megumi?"

"yes, im sorry. I know its not true.. just forget it"

"you asking me that lets me know you believed it, even for just a moment"

"i dont believe it"

"then why did you ask?" y/n let go of megumis face, and he hated that feeling. The warmth of her hands gone, his sun no longer shining on him.

"because you do ask me for a lot of things" A bitter, sharp tone spewing from megumis plush lips. It Shocked both of them and Megumi wasn’t sure where this anger was coming from. He has never been bothered when y/n asks him for things, so why the suddedn hostility?

And thats when y/n got up from the bed, standing barefoot on the wodden floor. Eyebrows knitted together, pure confusion written across her face.

"you told me to always ask you for anything I want, so I do."

"Maybe a little too much, y/n"

Y/n.

Y/n.

Y/N.

A single word. A name. Y/ns name.

Who knew a singular word could cause y/ns whole heart to crumble?

Megumi hasn't spoken y/ns name to her in months. Last time it was because she almost got ran over by a truck. A lifesaving moment.

But something was different about the way he said her name. Like his words were laced with poison, a poison that was specifically made just for her. One that would inflict deep wounds, not enough to kill her, but enough to leave scars she would have to bear for the rest of her life.

The sinking feeling in her stomach only grew when Megumi stood up as well, towering over her.

Normally she loved when he did this, when he intimated her with his height.

But not like this. Nothing about the way he stood, chest heaving with every breath, was comforting. The way his eyes bore into hers, sends a shiver down her spine.

"too much? You said you love when I ask you for anything I need! You said it makes you feel like a provider for me!" y/n takes a step back from him as her voice rasises slightly.

"You do ask too much. It’s like you can’t go one day without asking me to buy you something or to rub your feet" You see, the scary thing about Megumi was, he didnt have to raise his voice at y/n to scare her. His voice smooth and steady when they argued. "Have you ever thought about it? Have you ever thought about what I get in return? Sure you help me out here and there, but all I get from you is sloppy head"

Y/ns eyes widened and a gasp fell from her lips. "are you fucking kidding me?!" y/n reached over, grabbing a stick of deodorant from the night stand, throwing it directly at him. He suppresses a laugh as it hit his chest with very little impact.

The small smile on his lips falls when he sees her reaching for the lamp.

"you think thats funny, fushiguro?!" y/n rips the cord from the wall, the end of it making a whipping noise from the way she yanked it. (honestly a valid reaction)

"sloppy head? Aren’t you the one always asking me to suck you off wherever the fuck we are?!" Megumi took a step back, since he doesn’t know if this bitch is actually crazy enough to throw the lamp at his head and leave him to bleed out. "Oh let’s see if you remmeber? 'Please baby please I need your mouth on my cock, you know how much i love it' thats you, right?" Y/n mocked the way Megumi begs y/n any chance he gets.

"look all m'saying is you could do a little more than just giving me head" His words are emotionless as he shrugs his shoulders. Like a t-Rex and its prey, if he doesn’t make any sudden harsh movements, she won’t attack.

"you fucking prick!" y/n let out a shrill scream as she throws the lamp as hard as she can, knocking Megumi back as he catches it just before it hits him in the face. "you think I don’t do anything for you?!"

Okay so his t-Rex theory was wrong.

"you coulda hit me in the face!" Megumi drops the lamp at his feet.

"i. dont. care." y/n took a step closer with every word. "you think I dont do anything for you, huh?"

"nope" Megumi stares down at his girlfriend that feels like she has bigger balls than him at the moment.

And he really doesn’t understand why his mouth is moving still, he doesn’t mean any of the words that are coming out. Maybe he just likes the fight? Or maybe he likes this new side of his girlfriend.

Possibly a sadist? Or masochist? He will google that later.

"So you think I stitch up your little stupid outfits just for fun? You think I sew back the button on your shirt becaused I just looooveee to sew buttons? You think I wash run you a bath and wash your hair for you after a mission just because? Or when I help you paint your little figurine things because your fat fingers can’t get all the details. Or when you started to fail you english class, do you think your professor just magically changed his mind about letting you turn in late work?" Y/n took a deep breath, not realizing she had been speaking so quickly. Tears fall from her face in a way Megumi will refuse to say he loves.

"I take snacks to you and your fucking friends who hate me when you all study together. I massage your head and give you hair cuts. I clean your dorm! I- I-“

“Bab-“

“Is that not enough for you!? Is what I do so little that you don’t appreciate what I do? Is it not Important? Or do you want me to continue the list of all the things I do for you?”

Megumi was completely at a loss for words. He hadn’t realized how much y/n actually does for him —How much effort she puts into the relationship. It has never just been y/n looking pretty while Megumi did all the heavy lifting. It’s not her fault that Megumi did all those things for her, truly she has never asked him to purchase big items for her. Sure she’s asked for him to buy her coffee or a stuffy at the store, but high ticket items, absolutely not.

Megumi is just whipped for her.. that’s what it was. All y/n had to do was batt her eyelashes and he was putty in her hands. Almost pathetic really.

“Pretty, relax I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean it”

“You said what you said. Obviously you believe it if you asked me. You want me to stop doing shit for you? Done. You want to stop buying me things? Fine.” Megumi had never heard y/n speak in such a way. He’s never heard this girl cuss, speak in full sentences, or be so livid. This wasn’t the girl he had fallen for. It looked like her, stood like her, but wasn’t his girlfriend.

And Megumi didn’t like it. At first maybe he did a little.. but not in this very moment. Not one little bit.

Y/n had always been so pliant and free living, but this new version was angry. Shaking with the new emotion surging through her veins.

Standing still with his thoughts, he didn’t notice when y/n slipped on her sparkly flip flops (ones that megumi purchased on his own free will) and grabbed her small weekend bag. He finally snapped back when he saw the back of her person, his eyes having a mind of their own and totally checking out her ass.

“Wait- where are you going?”

“Home. To my parents”

Oh fuck. Y/n never went home to visit family. Not even when they got into their first fight four months into their relationship. You know.. when Megumi refused to say he loved her.

“No. You’re not” Megumi slammed the door shut with his hand, preventing y/n from leaving. She grunted, huffed and puffed as she pulled on the door knob with everything she had. But to no avail, the door was cemented shut with the brute strength of Megumis one arm.

“Let me go” y/n turned, her back flush against the wood, shoving Megumi hard.

“No you’re not leaving. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have believed yuji when he said you use me for money”

“YUJI!?” Y/n shoved him with a strength neither of them knew she had.

“Yuji told you that shit!?” Y/n pushed him again, dropping her bag to the floor with a thud.

“Princ-“

“Shut up!” Another push. “You are the one who does all that stuff for me! I can’t decide what cupcake, you get both. I can’t choose what skirt, you buy them all! It’s not me. It’s you. I thought you did that because you loved me. But excuse the fuck outta me! You were doing it to hold it over my head” y/n poked her finger into megumis chest, neck craned back to look into his eyes as she spat out the truth to me.

“I do love you”

“If you did, you wouldn’t have asked me if I was using you” y/n wiped the tears from her face quickly, letting them fall to the floor. “You know, I heard that rumor today too. Well actually it wasn’t a rumor. One of your little friends cornered me after my favorite class to tell me I needed to stop using you”

“Cornered you?”

“Backed me into a wall and pointed her little ugly finger in my face claiming she could see through my fake smile and that I’m just using you for your money”

“Who? Kugisaki?”

“Doesn’t matter. But you wanna know what I said to her?” Even now, after the explosion that just happened, y/n still didn’t tattle.

“What?”

“I told her if you ever found out about what she said to me or even heard anyone else saying something like that, that you’d handle it. Because my boyfriend would never believe something like that in a million years. That he would kill any lowlife who ever spoke like that to me… yet here you are megumi” hot tears spill down her face still, there was no stopping the tears now.

Megumis stomach sank with the knowledge of one of his so called friend saying that to his girlfriend. To get in her face and spew such hateful words to the most kind person he knows. On top of that, y/n saying she knew Megumi would never fall for such a heinous lie.. it fucking hurt that he fell so quickly to fabricated words.

“Shit. Baby- just stay. We can talk, we can do anything you’d like. I’m so sorry. I’ll fix the situation, okay?” Megumis hands found their way to y/ns cheeks, brushing away the seemingly never ending tears.

She shakes her head “no. I want to go home”

Y/n never wanted to leave megumis side. Always needing to be right there next to him, even begging him to hold his dick while he peed. The guy never had privacy.

“Let go of me please” y/n croaked out, her voice so tired from the drainage from her stuffy nose, as well as her yelling at him.

“No. You don’t want to leave, pretty girl. You want to stay. With me. Gumi” running his thumb over her bottom pouty lip, he pressed down gently, exposing her bottom row of teeth. “Stop biting your tongue” he tells her in a soft yet demanding voice. His poor baby. It was a nervous thing she did, biting the tip of her tongue. Sometimes to the point of breaking skin and bleeding.

“Unclench your jaw, baby”

“Stop telling me what to do”

“It’s for your own good and you know it.” Megumi took a breath, realizing his tone was far too harsh for someone who needed to convince his girlfriend to stay and not leave. “Just please stay tonight. If you wake up and you want to go home to your parents in the morning. I’ll take you.”

Megumi let go of y/ns face, dropping his hands to hers, pulling her gently further into the room. Trying anyway to coax her into staying. “You want the babies? They always make you feel better” he let go of her hands waiting for a nod.

“Okay” y/n nodded, her eyes dropping to the floor. It wasn’t the pups that convinced her to stay, or even megumi not so subtly dragging her towards the bed that convinced her. It was the way his eyes glossed over slightly when she said for him to let go of her. It was the way she saw his lips tremble ever so slightly when he said he’d take her home if she wanted in the morning. To her, he looked genuinely distraught, trying his best to remain the man he’s supposed to be.

So they laid in silence. Shiro lays at the foot of the bed, while kuro snuggles into y/n. (Kuro was the snuggly one of the two)

Megumis arm draped heavily over y/ns stomach, playing with the hem of her tank top, ever so softly rubbing the smooth skin of her hip. His face buried into her neck, leaving small kisses anywhere his lips could reach without moving. While y/n laid motionless on her back, allowing megumi to smother her with as much love as he possibly could.

When y/n finally fell asleep, megumi took the opportunity to pull her as close as possible, adjusting her sleeping body to how he wanted it. Her head in his chest, leg over his hips, holding her as tight as possible.

God- he hated himself. Not as much as he hated the two he called his friends. Maybe they had good intentions, maybe they really believed what they said. Because he knows he would have told his friends the same if he believed their partners had Ill intentions.

He stayed away for as long as he could, touching her face, counting freckles, leaving soft kisses, whispering his love for her in her ear. He honestly contemplated somehow binding their souls together so she could never be rid of him.

That’s a little crazy, don’t we think? Maybe. It could be worth it. Why not give it try? But that’s a story for a different day.

In the morning y/n was the first to wake. Taking a shower to clear her mind before packing up her stuff as quietly as possible. She sat on the edge of the bed for hours, waiting for him to wake up on his own.

“I want to go home” y/n said as soon his eyes opened.

The hour long drive was silent. There wasn’t much to talk about. Well there was a lot to talk about. But the two always seem to never speak about their problems, only when things are about to fall apart do they communicate in such a way.

This seemed to be one of those times. Although, y/n felt maybe she needed space away from megumi for a little. Just to gather her thoughts and reflect on whether or not this is worth it.

“We can talk tomorrow. I just need space” y/n spoke up as soon as Megumi pulled up to the gated driveway. Megumi nodded, a blank look on his face as he rolled down the window to the small key pad. He punched in the number that y/ns dad gave him to use when they came to visit.

As soon as the gates opened, the waterworks started.

“Don’t cry baby. We’re okay. Just need some space apart.” Megumi parked his car in the loop of the driveway. Y/n nodded her head. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” He reached forward, carding his fingers through the back of her hair, pulling her towards him by the nape of her neck.

“Okay” y/n whispered, he forehead pressed to his. He somehow always knew what she needed, even when they were fighting.

“Don’t bite that tongue, princess. Okay?” He really did worry for her pretty little tongue. Always having to remind her to stop biting on the organ.

“Call me if you need anything. Anything y/n. I don’t care if it’s to order you food, to hear me breathe, to tell the dogs you love them. Anything.” Y/n let out a slight giggle, only because here he is, offering her to use him for anything she needed.

“See. You do it to yourself” y/n tells him.

“I know, pretty girl.” He nods and lets her get unbuckled.

“I love you” Megumi tells y/n as she opens the car door to get out, grasping the wrist closest to him.

“I love you too” y/n says back softly, after a few moments.

“As big as the moon?” A lopsided smile falls on his lips as he waits for her response.

“As big as the moon” y/n nods her head, tears still pricking the corners of her eyes.

It isn’t until y/n a safely inside her childhood home that she gets the words she had been waiting for. Honestly, she half expected him to yell it from his car window.

But we all know Megumi is as nonchalant as they come.

And you’ll never believed who received a call at 9pm, along with the request “can you just stay on the phone while I sleep? Can never sleep without listening to you breathe” Guess Megumi knows his girl better than most would think.

“Sure if you send me some feet pics”

“Already sent them”

Guess y/n knows Megumi better than anyone would give her credit for.

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How do you think Joel would take on Sarah starting unwanted drama by not letting him into her tiny play house after he interrupts her and reader having a tea party, and she slams the plastic door and closes the windows on him and turning her little sign over that says “no boys allowed”

Well first, Joel's "interrupting" because its genuinely time for dinner and Sarah has ignored his call 3 times. He gets to his grumbly knees in the grass because her play house is literally 3 feet tall, all pink and purple and plastic af. He could blow the whole thing down in one breath but he CHOOSES not to (for fear of having you revoke his cuddle privileges).

So he knocks on the "open" sign that's scribbled in red crayon (undoubtedly by you because she can't spell yet).

She opens the door and stares at him with a pout.

"Its time to eat," he says calmly.

"We ARE eating. Bring us our food!" She snaps.

You giggle in the back. Despite being too big for the playhouse too, you managed to scrunch yourself inside and are currently sipping fake tea.

"I ain't ya servant little miss. Now get ya butt inside for--"

Sarah slams the plastic door shut before he could finish. She peers at him from the four by four bitty window frame (which has no glass BTW it's just a white frame) and she flips the sign that Joel conveniently got to "teach her a lesson" that reads NO BOYZ ALLOWED.

Honestly, he just sighs and chuckles to himself. As long as she knows she's never allowed to talk to or touch a boy ever, it's a win.

Until Tommy is stalking out the bsck door towards the play house.

"What are you doing here?" Joel asks as he brushes dirt off his jeans.

"I was invited."

"I didnt invite --"

"UNCLE TOMMY!" Sarah opens the door and urges him inside the house. He crawls in and says hi to you before Sarah tries to close the door on his big butt.

Joel's hand wedges between the door and wall to prevent it closing and shouts "If no boys allowed, why is Uncle Tommy here???"

"Hes not a BOY! He's uncle TOMMY!" She bellows. The little girl slams the door again right on his hand, pinching his fingers until he yanks them back and she's able to fully get the door closed. You and Tommy errupt in giggles inside.

Joel falls back on his ass in defeat. He inches over to the other side of the house that has more unoccupied windows. Sarah is busy scolding tommy for knocking over the table again with his cluncky knees, unable to get comfortable. You glance outside and smile at him.

"You okay in there?" He asks sweetly. "She ain't holding you hostage?"

"Im good, I promise," you kiss his fingers through the grate. "We're having fun in here, no daddies allowed."

He huffs.

You eye him up and down. "You look good on your knees," you hum with your tongue caught between your lips, a slight grin tugging along your mouth.

Joel blinks like a deer in headlights. He was expecting a million things but not that, and he's even more shocked how his body is processing it.

You pull away like its nothing. But Joel's got other ideas.

He picks up the entire play set just as Sarah screeches.

"Need Momma real quick," he says, completely ignoring Sarah's shouts, kicking and punching his shins. Joel scoops you up and then sets the house back over top his daughter and brother. Tommy grunts as it smacks his head but Joel's already carrying you in the house and up the stairs to the bed as you cackle.