#i hope Kai explodes

[beeffilledshark]

I’m so fucking upset no one’s posted this Char Video before and I had to experience it in the wild on my first watch with absolutely no perpetration. Why does no one talk about this he fucking scuttles around

Anyways, who would have thought Mobile Suit: Gundam was gas (voice of girl who didn’t expect it to be this watchable)

[orb-weaving]

I have not been so physically unwell about a ship as chronohaul in a long, long time.

[mawu-yama]

today's renkais... i missed drawing them

[princesseevee06]

i NEED to know what sei and kai think about shin and sou trying to act like each other. does sei look at sou attempting to act nice and go "he would NOT fucking say that"??? does kai look at shin attempting to act like his totally not ex and go "he would NOT fucking say that"?????? DO SOU AND SHIN LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND GO "I WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY THAT"?!?!?!?? it must be so awkward trying to steal your besties identity while he and your estranged childhood acquaintances watch...but the comedic potential... 😏

anon i need you to know the way you phrased this is SO goddamn funny i keep cackling whenever i look at it. omg.

i think the all time funniest part of this exchange is shin has NO IDEA who kai and sei are. and he certainly doesn’t know that THEY know sou. the thing about shin’s plan (yeah, i have to keep reminding myself that the identity swap was all shin’s idea) is that 1. he did not account for the fact that some of these people would know who sou is and 2. did not account for the fact that sou has ties to asunaro because HOW WAS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW 😭 but all this ends up culminating in is kai and sei looking at shin with eyebrows raised like “🤨 what did sou coerce this poor boy into doing???”

i think i mentioned it before, but kai sei and sou have kind of a silent agreement of “well. i mean. i won’t tell anyone if you don’t tell anyone” because they all realize they’ll be high priority targets if they’re figured out, what with having ties to the organization that kidnapped everyone in the first place. so they play nice, and the satous internally cringe whenever they have to call sou “shin” and shin “sou” in front of everyone, and shin is completely oblivious to this entire conundrum 😭

IM SO GLAD you brought up the thing of if sou and shin thinks it’s weird that they’re acting like each other because they ABSOLUTELY DO. i need to preface with the fact that prior to death game it’s been ~3-ish years since they last saw each other? so shin and sou are very much still attached to the “old version” of each other, and that shines through in how they try to emulate each other as well. it’s really like….both of them are just like “is that. is that how he really thinks of me?” and for sou that statement is more accompanied with amusement whereas for shin it’s more like abject horror.

they would both chew each other out over it too. like “goddamnit you’re gonna get our cover blown” sou definitely looks at the way shin acts in the first main game and also his absolutely BIZARRE decision to whack himself over the head and pretend to have amnesia and is just like “i would not say that. i would not do that. what are you DOING” and yet he also has no way to defend himself because sou is TERRIBLE at acting like shin. shin will be like “ok i need you to do this and this and this” and sou will be like “uh huh uh huh [goes and does something completely different and ten times worse]” they’re so goddamn stupid

chapter 1 is definitely the funniest for this because sei has to watch sou act shy and timid and physically restrain themself from attacking him like a dog. it’s very much a scenario of the satou siblings looking at each other like “are you seeing this shit???” (i think that genuinely though kai would be somewhat worried about both shin and sou— and probably figure out before anyone else that what sou is doing for shin is similar to what he tried to do for sara. i think shin&sou and kai&sara actually do have a lot of parallels tbh)

anyways yeah. they’re all a mess. every single one of them

[crossroadofinterests]

He is certainly a character

[autism-swagger]

The inherent romanticism of taking care of somebody else’s injuries

Reblogs > Likes

[pcktknife]

So, super small bit of info dropped in scarlet but uh. Apparently if you get sent to the past you cant um, you cant come back. (Im sure if arceus or dialga intervened they could do something tho)

I HEARD. someone should sneak me into game freak hq and just let me run wild cause I'd handle it. I'd Handle It.

[lobpoints]

Insane theory but I got bored half way through but whatever anyway

[aftergiow]

hi so uhhhh *explodes*

[un-lawliet]

“Overheard.”

— in which you practice your confession to him, and he hears.

“Satoru... I like you.”

Falling in love is hard.

You throw your head back in exasperation, a sigh pushing past your lips and into the emptiness of your room.

“Satoru,” You begin again, glaring at your reflection, “I think if the Earth exploded tommorow I would- No that’s pathetic!”

But falling in love with an enigma such as Satoru Gojo is harder.

Especially when he was your Co-Worker and friend, and not one for blind vulnerability in any capacity.

Something you were devastated by perfectly ok with!

You place your thumb in your mouth and chew on the nail, frustrated at your lack of articulation.

Your lingering stares, and pathetic attempts to subtly flirt with him, appeared to backfire in a mirage of deflection from the sorcerer.

Leading you to the bitter conclusion that your feelings were entirely unrequited.

And that’s fine.

Everything is fine.

You would be fine.

…

You turn back to the mirror, lifting your head up and throwing on a smile.

“Gojo- No- Satoru, me and you? What about it? You in?”

God. You sound insane.

Even worse you sound desperate.

You thought your feelings for Gojo would dissipate with time, that you would realise that they stemmed purely from admiration and would vanish as fast as they first appeared.

But as you grew closer to Gojo, your feelings grew too.

Culminating into him, holding your hand to reassure you after a mission went askew.

Holding it.

With no barriers. No infinity.

His hand was warm, the palm soft with years of fighting without touch.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it ‘kay?” He had said, cooing at you as you furiously wiped frustrated tears from your eyes.

“Just focus on getting stronger, yea? You’ll be fine.”

And now you were fantasising your confession to the man, like you were 16 years old again, pouting about an unreturned crush.

One touch and you’re helpless to your own feelings, your own heart.

How childish…

You shake your head.

What did it matter anyway? You were never going to say it to him, you can let yourself have your own, embarrassing fun.

You grin, and resume your position before the mirror.

“Satoru, I really, really like you.”

You tilt your head.

“No that sounds wrong..uh…Gojo I like you..like a lot- But you don’t need to say anything I just wanted you to know.”

Placing your hands on your hips, you assess out loud; “I wonder which one would sound better..”

“I liked the first one best.”

You nod, lost in thought, “Me too, sounds more person-”

.

.

.

Oh God.

Oh please God no.

Slowly, you move your eyes from your face in the reflection to the door, where Gojo stands, leaning against the frame, a smug look on his face.

Your face flushes and you almost trip over your heel as you spin to face him, eyes wide and mouth parted.

“G-Gojo!” You force out, your heart racing in your chest, your hands trembling against your sides.

He gestures, his sunglasses sliding down his nose ever so slightly with his movements.

“You not gonna continue?” He asks, like he didn’t almost just cause you heart palpitations, like it’s the simplest thing in the world.

Your words fail you, and you’re left gaping at him, wishing the building would collapse and crush you beneath it, away from his stupidly pretty eyes.

He laughs, his face lighting up as he watches you flounder for a response, a reason, anything to justify your absurdism.

When you resort to turning back around, unable to face him, hoping he would just vanish from the room, he shakes his head and walks towards you.

“Hey.” Gojo says gently, pinching the skin of your shoulder lightly, trying to coax you into turning around.

“Y/N c’mon, Iook at me.”

You want to die.

You actually think you might just drop dead.

This was never the plan- You were never supposed to-

Gojo isn’t patient.

You remember this when you’re spun around to face him, nearly jumping at how close he is to you.

You find your voice amongst your apologies, and they fall out of you like water collecting rain.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to say any of that, I was being stupid- Oh my God I’m so sorry.”

You hang your head in childish shame, refusing to meet his eyes.

Gojo finds himself frowning.

And your chin is raised back to his gaze by his fingers, an usually serious look in his eyes as he observes you.

“What are you apologising for hm?” He sticks out his tongue, “For falling for me?”

You push his chest, your face burning.

“Don’t say it like that.”

“What? It’s not true?”

“It’s not.”

Gojo blinks at you from over the top of his sunglasses, before taking his hand and patting your head.

“So if I ask you to join me for lunch…You’d say no?”

“What? No of course not!”

Your response is too fast, too desperate, and you freeze as he laughs, humiliated.

“I thought as much.” Gojo replies, leaning down to look you in your eyes.

And he’s so pretty up close, so earnestly perfect that you can barely stand it.

“Say it again yea?” He all but whispers, his voice devoid of cockiness, you’re almost certain he sounds as desperate as you.

You refuse to think too much.

“What?” You reply, dumbly.

“Your practice, I want to hear it again.”

“Gojo I-”

“Satoru.” He corrects, his eyes crinkling with his grin, you can feel his breath on your face and you hold yourself back from leaning towards him.

You’re silent for a moment, before he tilts his head, nodding at you to continue.

It’s ok.

“Satoru,” You start, breaking eye contact with him as you look down at your fidgeting hands, “I like you.”

And you feel so unbelievably childish, at your nerves.

You feel weak to his never failing gaze.

Until he pokes your nose softly with his finger, and leans down to reply, too close, he’s far too close.

“Yea?” He echoes, “You like me?”

You nod, helpless, “So much Satoru.”

And then you feel it.

His lips on yours.

Oh.

And it’s wonderful, it’s all consuming and it’s him.

And you kiss back, feeling his hands on your face, and encasing you, holding you.

Gojo tilts your head up, and you can’t help but gasp, letting him devour you.

He tastes of cherries and sugar, his mouth as warm as his grasp, as he brings you closer.

“God baby.” He mumbles into your mouth, “You have no idea.”

He sounds frantic you think.

You pull away to look at him, and giggle when he follows you, trying to recapture your lips with his, pouting, tracing the sides of your temples with a finger.

You’re both breathless.

And you take the opportunity to be bold.

You press a kiss to his jaw, ignoring the racing of your poor heart.

Gojo smirks, a dumb elated expression on his face as he pulls you into his chest, resting his chin on the top of yours. Blocking your view of his face as he whispers.

“Think it goes without saying.” You hear him say, slowly, “But I like you too Y/N.” He mocks, his voice soft.

And you cling to his shirt, and press your fingers into his back as a response, trying to mark him as yours instantaneously.

He laughs again, before pulling away to hold you at an arms length, looking down at you, his face beautiful, and yours.

“Lunch then? So we can talk about this properly?”

“I’d like that.” You say, your eyes in hearts.

He winks at you, and pulls you to walk with him, leading you out of the room.

You lean against him allowing yourself a moment of vindicated clarity.

He’s warm.

So, so warm.

Feel free to leave a request <3

Masterlist <3

A/N- i hate my life. i’m trying not to spoil anything for anyone, but chapter 261 has ruined my life! i wrote this just to make myself better and because a lovely anon asked me to write something comforting and fluffy <3 thank u for reading i love u i love u i love u and i hope everyone is ok <3

[webbluvrsugar]

hi baby, how are you? i hope you’re doing well!!

would you be up to write something about Ethan x fem!reader going to a halloween party and hooking up there? i’m not sure if you’ve done this already, if so, please ignore this!!

a/n: I’ve written them hooking up after a party but the idea of them hooking up at one is soo interesting. (also: tell me why am I getting turned on by my own fic?)

sometimes, Ethan Landry just can’t wait.

Since you two started dating, Ethan has grown comfortable with you, comfortable enough to kiss you in public or in the back of a library, comfortable enough to hold your hand around the group for everyone to see, comfortable enough to explore his own psychotic thoughts on you in bed, and certainly… comfortable enough to fuck you in the bathroom of a stranger during a frat party.

“Just relax, no one’s coming in here..” he says between kisses, closing and locking the bathroom door behind him.

“It’s a bathroom, E, we shouldn’t really be doing this here…” you protest, but it’s not like you care too much, he’s already gripping you by your thighs and lifting you up to place you on the marbled countertop.

“It’ll be fine, I just — I really need this right now, ‘kay?” His hands slide under your skirt, fingertips caressing the flesh there. “I’ll be quick.” He mutters.

You just nod in response because at this point, you’re not sure if you can refuse him, especially since he’s already kneeling in front of you, pulling your panties down with two fingers and nestling in between your legs.

His tongue peers out and licks a wide strip up your cunt, pressing against your tiny bundle of nerves before licking around the pearl, his hands grip you tighter, spreading you open for him as his tongue goes down to lap at your entrance.

“Oohhhh fuck,” you whisper, head kicking back against the mirror as one of your hands goes down to his curls, lightly gripping his hair, making him hiss into you.

His mouth attaches around your clit, sucking it gently, your feet curl with the motion, a rather loud moan escaping you.

“Feels’good, huh?” He mocks, pinning one of your legs with his arm as his finger drags up and down your slit, toying with your pearl before he slowly thrusts it inside you, his eyes focused on your face to watch your expression. “Yeahhh, there you go, that’s it, just how you like it.”

He slides another finger in, giving you sharp and pointed thrusts, the tips of his fingers reaching exactly on that spot you like. His tongue goes back to play with your clit, your back arches and your hand drops from his hair to clench on the edge of the counter, your breathing heavier by the minute.

“‘M so close.” You tell him, but he already knows, he can feel your walls clenching around him like a vice.

“I know, I know.” He whispers, his fingers thrust quicker in you, and with that pace, you feel like you might explode in any minute, your whole body feels like it’s in flames — and when you finally do cum, you’re only met with a smart smirk of his.

“See? I always have good ideas.”

[beah388love]

Fight or Flight

Full Masterlist Lando Masterlist

Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!F1 Driver

Summary: You have an anxiety attack before a race and Lando comforts you

Warnings: Anxiety,reader has an anxiety attack, mentions of trauma,swearing,bad language!!! (Please tell me if I missed any!!!)

This wasn’t your first race. So you didn’t know why you felt so…Anxious?

It’s not like you was scared to go against your boyfriend Lando, you always go against each other and made a promise to each other that no matter who wins or loses it won’t interfere with your relationship after all it’s just a race.

But today you felt so scared, like you wanted to just run anywhere literally anywhere.

You woke up and felt landos soft fingertips stroking up and down your arm and you could feel him staring at you.

“you awake?” He asked and you nuzzled your face into his chest deeper before looking up at him with a smile “yeah” you breathed out tiredly.

As soon as you woke up you could feel that pressure on your chest. And the feeling like your hearts in your stomach.

But you tried to ignore the feeling hoping it would go away, maybe it was just pre-race nerves…

yeah it’s just pre-race nerves!

Nothing to worry about….its not like before.

“We better get up soon baby….i can hear my phone pinging with messages” Lando joked making you giggle, you sat up and lando pulled you back down on top of him, giving you a kiss on the forehead making you squeal “lan!”

“What? Can I not give my girlfriend a kiss?” He laughed and you rolled your eyes playfully

“You don’t have to yank my arm down to give me one” you sassed back making him laugh.

-

As you and lando walked in, you felt your heart fall down into your stomach and your breathing go and that pressure on your chest tighten and hit you ten times harder as you saw the huge crowd and the sound of everyone talking echoed through your head.

Lando could feel you holding onto his hand tighter than usual but he assumed it was probably because you didn’t want to lose him in the crowds, you both managed to get through the crowd and lando was about to head over to max but you stopped him “Lan I’m gonna go to my drivers room Kay?” You said loudly so he could hear you and he nodded before you left walking away.

“Where’s y/n going?” Max asked “oh- her room she’s fine don’t worry” Lando answered but it was more directed to himself, he could tell you was hiding how you felt from him.

-

You shut your door and locked it before sitting down on the chair and you could feel your breath going, like you couldn’t get any more in just enough that you could live with. It felt like you was suffocating.

And you could feel the pressure on your chest like your heart was going to explode.

You held a hand on your chest and tried to slower your breath in but it didn’t work.

“Fuck…shit please don’t not now.” You muttered to yourself as you felt tears brimming your eyes.

You managed to pull yourself together and wiped your eyes. You put one of landos caps on that you stole and held it down as you left your room.

You sat in the garage on a spare chair in the corner flicking through your phone and you shouldn’t have done it but you clicked onto landos instagram comments on his latest post.

UserA: She literally sucks! She can’t even race! And she obviously doesn’t treat Lando right! Their relationship is probably a social media stunt or a bet or something.

UserB: totally agree with the racing part - I know she got P1 and P2 for her last two races but she got lucky! If you watch her she doesn’t actually know what she’s doing! She’s awful.

That was only two comments at the top and you continued to read the other ones which were way worse…You frowned switching off your phone and tucking it in your hoodie pocket until, you overheard two guys walk past you and say your name.

“Nah she won’t be in the top three, she’s not that good” “yeah bro I agree”

It hurt reading people’s comments and it hurt even worse hearing them in person. You pursed your lips as you tried to hold in your tears.

You quickly walked back to your drivers room and locked the door.

You could feel the pressure in your chest tighten and ball up and it hurt so bad. It was like someone knocked the breath out of you and you could feel your brain going into fight or flight mode and you choose flight. You definitely choose flight-

You sobbed against the wall holding your legs to your chest tightly.

-

“why isn’t she answering my calls?” Lando huffed worriedly to max and he patted him on the arm reassuringly “I’m sure she’s fine Lando..she said she was going to her drivers room no?” Max reminded him and he instantly turned his heel to find you. Max rolled his eyes before heading to go talk to someone else.

“Y/n? Baby? Are you in there?” Lando said loudly so you could hear him “baby open the door it’s me” lando said but froze when he heard that familiar cry…

“Y/n, baby? Open the door” lando said as he kept jiggling the door handle until it unlocked and he saw your tear stained face.

“Baby what happened? Are you okay?” He asked you but you just threw yourself into his arms and sobbed “I- I can’t it hurts s-so bad-“ you cried into his neck and he frowned when he felt your hot tears on his skin.

“Baby…sh whats wrong? What hurts?” Lando hushed softly as he rubbed your back and gently swayed you both as he sat you down on his lap, on the sofa.

“I- I can’t! I can’t go out there- I- I can’t-“ you panicked through broken sobs and he had no idea where this came from.

He could tell you was nervous but he didn’t think you was going to have a full blown anxiety attack. He knew you usually had anxiety attacks over the crowds and people so he always made sure to keep check of you but he thought you was okay today…but he was wrong

Fuck.

“Baby! Hey hey! It’s okay. Just calm down breathe.” He said and held you face to make you look at him. his heart broke when he saw tears coming down your wet puffy cheeks and your now wet eyelashes.

You panicked and could feel your heart beating faster and faster “Lan- I can’t do it! I can’t! I’m gonna mess up! Im gonna embarrass myself! The-there are so many people! I can’t do it-“ you shook your head with broken whimpers and Lando could feel the anxiety coming from you.

“It’s okay” Lando whispered softly repeatedly as he swayed you in his lap. He knew this would help you calm down and it did.

“Baby. Listen to me. You listening?” He asked you and you nodded.

“Breathe with me okay?” Lando said and you nodded softly, he held your hand gently and held it on his chest and breathed with you and eventually it worked and your breathing evened out with his.

“Better?” He asked you and you nodded with a hum “good. Can I tell you something?” He said and you paused for a moment before humming a yes into his chest

“You are one of the best drivers I know. Except for me of course-“ lando said making you giggle. He smiled feeling like he just achieved a life goal, “I’m just kidding but on a serious note. You are going to be amazing. Don’t panic okay. Anxiety is a dickhead.” He said making you giggle again.

“You can do this. You’re an excellent driver and so many people know that, and I know there are dick heads online who say shit but it’s not true.” Lando said and you smiled sadly at him.

“But I know that you’re going to do amazing out there no matter what position you get as long as you try then I don’t care. - a wise person told me that once.” Lando said making you laugh as you thought back to the memory.

- flashback:

Lando had finished P6 and he felt like he failed not only himself but everyone else too. But like he just said.

You had told him those exact words.

You wiped two tears off his cheek and said “lan, I mean this when I say to you. I don’t care no matter what position you get as long as you tried. Then I’m proud of you.” You said softly and he smiled at you and gave you a kiss which you obviously returned.

-back to present:

“Thank you baby, I love you so much.” You said hugging him tightly and nuzzling your face into his neck.

“1. Don’t thank me it’s what I’m here for, and 2. I love you too….even more” he smiled giving you a kiss on the temple.

“Are you ready to go? Or do you want to stay here for a bit longer?” Lando asked you and you shook your head “I’m ready. Let’s go” you said resting your head on his chest.

He nodded as he held your hand rubbing circles on it.

You finished at P1 and lando finished at P2 in qualifying - he said he didn’t let you win but you know he did.

[jaegersolstice]

Heyyyy, i noticed your post about getting your creative juices flowing and tbh same. Burnout as a writer or artist sucks. Btw your writing is really good.

Can I request a soft fluffy moment of gojo being worried about fem!reader? Like she's on her period and is cranky and in pain. If you want to of course.

hii anon, tysm for the kind words! ive been writing so much for school so it’s been kinda hard, but i enjoyed writing this even if it was kinda short! i hope both of us recover from our burnouts soon, but also take this time to rest and regroup.

a/n: i kind of wrote gojo as a bit more annoying than requested 😭 but i hope you enjoy :))

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“having a nice nap on the floor, sweet girl?”

you’re sure that you’re gonna explode by the time satoru returns home. and so when he finds you, crumpled up on the ground in front of his king-bed, you can’t help but frown up at him.

because you love him, you really do, but sometimes (like now) you want to grab him by the paintbrush head and shake him stupid.

“missed me? or did you just decide to act like a little catapiller and—“

“i don’t care, ‘m not hungry, i don’t wanna watch that stupid show with you and i don’t—“ you begin to grumble before you break off into a quince, hands coming around your waist as you roll onto your back, tangling yourself in your blanket and forcing you to look straight into satoru’s stupidly blue eyes.

hands in his pockets, adorning a lopsided grin, he crouches down next to you, eyes darting across your face before he slips an arm under your lower back.

“ah, that’s what it is, hm?” he hums, slipping his legs under your head and sneaking a hand in your sleep shorts, fingers resting right above your abdomen.

“‘ts when my girl gets the most angry at me, i shoulda known,” he presses lightly, massaging your aching muscles and your body immediately relaxes, head falling deeper into his comfortable thighs.

“mmm, feels really good ‘toru…”

“shh, i know, i know it does,” he leans over you, placing a featherlight kiss onto your forhead, “next time you aren’t feeling well let me know, kay? i have to take care of you, sweets.” you snuggle impossibly deeper into him, lightly shaking your head at his words.

“didn’t wanna bother you ‘toru,” you whisper, feeling a new drowsiness wash over your lightly aching body.

“a bother? never, sweets. never.”

[thetxtdevil]

hii! could i request a shy hyuka who is very jealous and possessive over the reader but the reader doesnt think twice abt it since theyre friends and blah blah which makes hyuka kinda just snap and decide to be more forward and blunt abt his feelings …. maybe even shows the reader just how much they like them heheh

--suggestive--

You and Kai are attached to the hip. Always hanging out, giving each other gifts, and an overwhelming amount of platonic pda. Everyone but you saw you two as a couple. You simply thought this was a friendship meant to be. However, Kai is very handsome and free but it could never happen, could it?

Fooling around with the boys, something about today made you want to be flirty with them, push a nerve or something. Kai's stone cold face plastered on his face listening to every sly comment you make.

"Hey Yeonjun do you want to eat ramen in my house?" you giggle as you shake a packet of ramen in your hands. Yeonjun laughs getting closer to you helping you cook the noodles. Kai twists his head towards the two of you it was a stupid sex euphemism joke, but Kai felt like Yeonjun was getting too keen of the idea.

Kai leaves his stack of chopped vegetables and stands on your other side. "You will not." he says to Yeonjun.

The raven haired man smirks at the younger man, "And why can't I?"

"Because she's mine." Kai wanted to smack his mouth, quickly realizing what he said. Flustered he diverts his attention to you, to see your wide eyes also in a flustered state. Yeonjun chuckles at the awkward situation, finally that boy had the balls to say something. Quietly walking away leaving you two alone.

"I'm y-yours? Why would you say that?" You say stirring the noodles hoping the steam hides your extreme blush.

"Well... because iwantyoutobemine"

You turn you head to see him looking at you. He felt so close, your eyes flicker from his lips to his eyes, you then look back to the noodles. A little frustrated, Kai leaves the kitchen to his own room. You nibble at your bottom lip debating what to do. Finishing up lunch for the boys, you call them over to eat as your slip away to confront Kai.

You quietly knock on the wood of Kai's bedroom door opening it slightly. The man was sitting on his bed with an acoustic guitar on his lap plucking a few cords. You sit next to him hopefully to get his attention, nothing. Kai ignores you continuing to play sweet melodies from the instrument.

"Ya know if you like me, you could've just told me"

The tunes instantly stop making the last cord echo out of the guitar. Kai turns his head to you reading you to see if you're serious or joking. Your eyes seemed neutral with a hint of hope while his brown eyes shine with admiration. He was not going to question you any further he will know your intentions when he swiftly smashes his lips against yours. Shocked at first but you lean into the kiss telling Kai to continue.

During the moment the guitar out of sight and now having the full capability to have his hands all over you. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time." you groan at his confessions intensifying Kai's excitement, "and I really like those sounds." Knocking you over to lay on his bed caging you to that one spot. His mind was exploding at the sight of your under him fully committed to make you his.

A nuisance,

TxT's Devil

taglist: @inkigayocamman, @naoristerling

[miupow]

★ 彡      pervy bsf kai! [drabble] ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ bsf!hueningkai x fem!reader

. . . WORDS ! ~700

. . . NSFW, MDNI ! perv!kai, panty stealing, panty sniffing, masturbation (m. rec), plushie humping, panty kink, pocket pussies, kai turns a plushie into a fleshlight basically, this is gross, mommy kink at the end, thoughts about getting caught

THIS IS A REPOST!! this is quite possibly the nastiest piece of fiction i've ever written in my life. im obsessed with it.

kai has a secret: he’s in love with his best friend. 

well, if he was being honest, it was much more than love. It was an obsession. an obsession that’s only seeming to get worse and worse.  

“kai, what’s the matter?” you asked innocently, bustling around in the kitchen making breakfast. “you look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

“i- um—“ it might as well had been a ghost with how you were haunting him, dressed in nothing but fuzzy socks and an oversized hoodie, panties peeking out from under the hem. he was so enamored by the globes of your ass that the had forgotten that he wasn’t supposed to be staring. “nothing. don’t worry about it.”

his voice wavered a little, and you shot him a funny look. kai really hoped his cheeks weren’t as red as they felt. 

Did you know what you did to him, dressing like that all of the time? Showing off your curves, pretty ass, pretty tits, pretty tummy.. You had to, there was no way it wasn’t on purpose— it felt like multiple times a day now he was hiding the bulge in his pants with a pillow or a plushie, shoving his face in his switch to hide the fact that he was taking in greedy eyefuls of your body. He could hardly take it anymore, needed you so bad he felt like he was going to explode!

and then, it was like the gods had listened to his prayers, because later that day while he was looking for his favorite hoodie, something peeking out of your laundry basket caught his eye. 

a pair of panties. a pair of used panties.  

kai stared at them for a long, long time before checking his surroundings and shoving them into his pocket. 

he felt gross. he felt disgusting. like a nasty pervert with no self control… but his cock was so hard it was bordering on painful as he locked himself up in his room. fisting the panties in one hand he tore off his jeans and underwear with the other, cock bobbing out of his boxers and smacking against his belly with a lewd wet sound. kai didn’t hesitate to wrap a fist around himself.  

he already felt like he was moments from cumming, just from the act alone… what would you do if you caught him? would you be disgusted, call him mean names? Kai pressed your panties up against his nose, inhaled deeply— he could still smell your cunt on the fabric, imagine so clearly your pussy in his face as you called him a nasty boy.  

Kai keens high in his throat, lets go of his cock before he shoots ropes of cum all over his sheets. Instead, he reaches for his favorite toy. 

It was once a stuffed penguin you had gifted him for his birthday, years ago— it was defiled beyond recognition now, plush fur sticky and stained with countless loads of kai’s seed. it was yet another disgusting secret of his, but he cherished it more than any of his other plushies, all the way down to the pocket pussy he’s shoved into a crudely cut-out hole in it’s backside. 

he hates to tear the panties away from his greedy nose, but kai has a better idea— with a sick rush he pulls the panties onto the plush, awkward but positioned perfectly for his cock to rub up against the core.

kai cries out at the first grind down, the panties dampening with his precum and easing the slide— soon he’s humping the plushie with abandon, big hands holding it still as he rocks his hips wildly, pretty red cock weeping. 

only after he’s shot a load over the plushie’s fur and his tummy does kai sink his cock into the pocket pussy, earlier orgasm only making him more sensitive, cute staccato cries as he bottoms out— “mommy,” he whimpers to himself, pathetic and breathy as he fucks himself dizzy. “mommy, i-i’m a bad boy—!” 

oh, won’t you come and punish him? tell him how disgusting he is, let him paint the walls of your cunt white, ruin him completely? that’s what he wants more than anything~~ ♡

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I FINALLY FINISHED THIS!!!!!! Morro summer exchange to @emisnt2 !!!!!! I had a lot of fun with the prompt :3333

@morrotober EATS YOU ALIVE

also a silly thingy from @sircearc because i’ll never forget the argument that stemmed from Kai’s pose i hope you explode sir chicken bum