#i literally went crazy when i saw the cards

[soapyakships]

knmf white day ruined my life

[pha55ed]

Nonsense Christmas || F1/F2

type :: smut!

tw/cw :: smut!, hot women in minimal clothing!!!, sexual jokes,

contains :: carlos, charles, lando, oscar, max, ollie, paul, pepe

summary :: you get offered to do a photoshoot for christmas which is awesome! but the drivers then find out it's a lingerie shoot and lose their minds

xmas celly here! || f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist

Carlos Sainz | 55

yourusername : so excited to announce my collab with savage x fenty! this design is so cute and perfect for girlys to surprise their bfs (or gfs) in! which is what im doing rn! hi carlos 👋😊

→ user 01: OH MY GAWWWD??? JAW ON THE FLOOR

⎯→ user 02: Carlos gotta be able to fight or else imma snatch her away

→ carlossainz55: you look lovely! (answer the phone now)

⎯→ yourusername: thank you!! (no, im scared

→ user 03: her face card is so lethal

→ user 04: she's this generations it girl omfg

The second you answered his calls, Carlos was hyperventilating. It was like you could practically hear how feral he was going after seeing your photoshoot. You couldn't help but smile at the thought of him going crazy. Your surprise went perfectly!

"I'm coming home now," He says sternly, "Unlock all the doors, I'm running in."

"Well that doesn't sound very safe." You say, trying to joke with him. Thank god he couldn't see you in person or else he would see how wide you were grinning at his words.

"Oh shut up, wait for me on the bed" He says as he hangs up.

You did your job and now all you had to do was wait- Oh my fucking god he's at the door already. You can't even say anything before he's all up on you, getting ready to berate you for looking too good for the world's eyes.

"I missed you" He mumbles as he kisses your neck eagerly. His hands roaming down to your ass, giving it a squeeze which makes you laugh. But he's not smiling at all. You knew what was gonna happen and you didn't care.

Charles Leclerc | 16

yourusername : the victoria secret winter showcase was such a blast! loved seeing all my girls again and esp all you guys! i wouldn't be here without you <3 happy holidays to all

→ user 01: MOTHER IS BACK!!!!

⎯→ user 02: Literally the best walk in the whole show

→ charles_leclerc: i will go to war for you

⎯→ user 03: she awoken his primal instincts

→ user 04: will we see you again??? u were SLAYINGGG

⎯→ yourusername: duh! see you next year <3

→ user 04: she's beautiful, humble, and with a rich boyfriend? when is it my turn

The second you got off stage, Charles was doing his absolute best to compose himself. Seeing you still in your lingerie set, cute little hat and gloves made him pants feel so tight. You kept wanting to say goodbye to all the girls, thanking the staff, being your usual self. This is the one time Charles was wishing you would keep your mouth shut and rush home.

Once you both were out, he rushed you into the car. But not the passenger seat, instead he pushed you into the back seats. He quickly followed you, unbuckling his belt and staring at your body.

"Charles!" You say, shocked at how desperate this man was. "We can't! People are gonna see-"

"And?" He says as he rips his belt off and begins to unbutton his shirt. "My windows are tinted, amor, no one will see."

He's hands are quick, instantly getting your clothes off too. Once he saw the same white lacy set you were wearing earlier, he can't help but grin like crazy. He was worshipping the ground you walked on. Practically licking your footsteps.

"I'm so so lucky," He groans, his hands caresses your body with such care. "So so lucky."

Lando Norris | 04

yourusername : skim's winter collection is out!!! And I'm part of it! So happy to show off these sets to the world ❤️

→ user 01: body is TEAAAA

⎯→ user 02: the body of my dream fr fr

→ landonorris: but when i wear ur bras I'm a slut???

⎯→ yourusername: u got no boobs to deserve a bra

⎯→ landonorris: so ur calling me skinnyyyyyyy?

→ user 03: slayed so hard that dinosaurs r extinct

⎯→ yourusername: don't blame me for that :(

→ user 04: can't believe lando is just... joking around... do u think this is a fucking game? you think this is funny? i will steal your girl and propose and start a family of 5.

⎯→ landonorris: trust me, we're gonna be a family of 5 once i'm home

And he wasn't joking about that comment because you two have been at it for almost an hour at this point. He was flipping you from position to position just to make sure he got every single angle of you in this lingerie set. Doggy, missionary, cowgirl, all sorts of positions that even Sabrina Carpenter hasn't tried.

He already cummed once too, but he was so horny that he was instantly recharged. Thankfully he was sane enough to help clean you up before pounding you once again. But that was the only break you had. You couldn't help but just feel bad for your neighbors for having to hear you two go wild.

But Lando isn't a monster! He knows that it can hurt after going for so long. So while your whining, begging him to slow down or give you a break for minute, he simply just reaches for the bedside drawer. He whips out a fat tube of lube and squirts some onto his dick before quickly getting back to work.

"L-Love you," He mumbles as he keeps thrusting in and out "Love you so much, ahh"

Oscar Piastri | 81

yourusername: let my inner princess out for Victoria Secret's Santa Baby collection! every piece is so precious, just like all the crew members and girls 💋

→ user 01: literally a goddess

⎯→ user 02: blessed by aphrodite herself

⎯→ user 03: she IS aphrodite

⎯→ yourusername: don't curse me girl 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

→ user 04: ur such a ball of sunshine UGHHHH

→ user 05: i pray this doesn't get on my bf's feed

→ user 06: can oscar fight?

⎯→ oscarpiastri: no but i can dox you

You know "Jealous" by Nick Jonas? That's exactly how he's feeling right now. Seeing everyone admire not just your body but how lovely your energy is was making him want to burn the entire building down. He was so supportive of your being a model, how could he gate keep your beauty from the world?

But now, oh god he hates this. He rushes you both home after the shoot and instantly lays you on the bed. His mind is racing yet he's not saying much to you.

"Oscar?" You ask him, looking up at him from the bed. Which instantly makes his dick throb, something you see through his pants. Even just saying his name might drive him to the edge.

"If I cover you in hickies, you can't work anymore, right?" He says, taking off your top and rushing to unbutton your jeans.

"Don't do that," You say trying to sound stern but you did love the idea. "You know I have another shoot soon!"

"You have foundation," He says as he begins to kiss down your neck and pressing harsh circles on your clit "You'll live." He says as he pushes your panties to the side. Your breathing hitches, knowing how good he was with his fingers.

"Unless," He pulls his hands away and looks down at you. "you really don't want to?"

But he knows you want it, he just wanted to hear you say it. To know you were as needy for him that he was for you.

Max Verstappen | 01

yourusername: i WOULD be freezing cold but thank god for the skims fleece bodysuits!! happy holidays to all! may ur pussys be warm and used ⛷️

→ user 01: (Y/N)?!?!?!1 THE CAPTION

⎯→ user 02: i need to know if kim's reaction to this 😭

→ user 03: literally like a barbie doll

→ user 04: looked at myself and sighed

⎯→ yourusername: stalked ur page and found ur facebook, GIRL u go to stanford, have a nice ass house, AND A LETHAL ASS FACECARDDDD hush ur mouth, ur lovely

⎯→ user 04: omg thank you??!?!?!?!! 😭😭

⎯→ user 05: she's the ultimate girls-girls

→ user 06: if max doesn't comment soon i'mma assume she's free for me

→ maxverstappen1: sorry i was drooling, im only commenting to scare user 06 away

⎯→ user 06: im gonna hex you.

You fully unlocked mad max at these photos. Although the shoot was simple and not even super suggestive: he was fuming and needed to get it out. He was joking in the comments, but he’s already jacked off once to the photos.

And once he gets home, it’s over for you. You’re pinned against the wall, his lips going all over your body. Not an inch of you is left unkissed.

“Unbelievable” he said as he sneaks a hand behind your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair. He tugs you downwards, you already know that that means.

Instantly you’re on your knees, looking up at him as if you had no idea why he was so angry. That just made him even more angry. Which may or may not have been your intention.

He unbuckled his pants quickly, throwing the belt to the side and letting his pants fall down to his knees. Your hands already know to do and pull his boxers down. And you’re instantly hit with the sight of his hard cock, a veiny and thick one.

You’ve seen it many times before, but you always can’t help but stare in awe of how something that size of a wrist is fitting inside you.

“Don’t just stare at it.” He tugs your face directly into his dick, smushing your face against it. “Get to work.”

Oliver Bearman | 87

yourusername: so so so happy to modeling the newest set for my bestie's brand! i'm wearing... nothing... 😉 the real sets come out in a week! stay tuned MWAH

→ user 01: my whole face is PINK omg

⎯→ user 02: my tip is RED

⎯→ user 03: oh...

⎯→ user 02: i'm a girl, dw

→ user 03: ... start an onlyfans... please.... please please please

→ user 04: oh my godddddd, i dropped the keys to my 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO, oh I'm so clumsy! (I'm 6'0 too) (and pretty funny)

⎯→ olliebearman: and i drive for ferrari, at 6'1, whilst cracking jokes

Ollie knows his worth, he knows he's a highly sought after man. But he's never felt more insecure than now, reading your comments filled with not just men but also girls?! He had to fight off both sides, which made him feel even more weary that his girlfriend is so desired.

So the only way for him to stop his insecurities was easy! Just fuck it out of his system, duh! So now, you're stuck bent over in doggy style in the shower. Why the shower? Because he knew he would make an absolute mess out of you.

He's pounding into you, making loud slaps against the walls. It echos throughout the entire bathroom. You're sure your neighbors can hear but there's not much you can do. You're stuck being a moaning mess while he's holding onto your hips for dear life.

As if that wasn't enough, he leaned forward to whisper into your ear. "Never, never again..." He says, breathing heavy from being so tired, yet his body was moving on his own. "No one can see you like this, ever."

Paul Aron | 17

yourusername: "angel?" set is out now! so proud to be part of the process for this🪽 i did, indeed, feel like an angel

→ user 01: mind you this is my first impression of you... and i'm following asap

⎯→ user 02: i was prepared to fight u for a second

→ user 03: LAWWDDD??? I COULD TAKE A BITE OUTTA UR ASS

⎯→ user 04: enough ass to feed a whole family of 5

→ user 05: paul... count your days

⎯→ paularon_: what did i do???

⎯→ user 06: u better worship the ground she walks on

⎯→ paularon_: of course i do, that's my whole purpose

→ user 07: perfect body, gorgeous face, hot ass boyfriend, GOD HAS FAVORITES

Oh he's livid. Not because you did the shoot, how could he blame you for simply looking good? He knew he picked a baddie and was ready to take all the repercussions alongside it. But he was livid because the fans were practically drooling over you. He's a possessive guy, it's basically his middle name.

He won't get off you at all, as if he needs you like air. His comment wasn’t a lie, he was worshipping you just like he should. Leaving hickies all over your neck, sucking on your breast, fingering you until you cummed at least twice. And he's not even done.

It's like he's trying his best to tease himself for as long as possible. You see how huge his dick is, how it's practically drowning in it's own precum. But he refuses to fuck you until he knows you're satisfied.

He's mainly doing this because he knows he's going to cum fast. Just from giving you pleasure makes him want to cum already. Being inside would only make him last one thrust, maybe two if he's lucky.

You're tired, fucked out from his fingers and sore from his hickies. But he simply kisses your cheek before bringing his head down to your cunt.

"N-No," you say, so overstimulated and wanting to see him get pleasure too. "Paul, just... Just f-fuck me already"

"Shhh" He says, not giving a single care for what you have to say. As he licks your cunt. You shiver from the touch, already knowing you're going to stuck in that bed for hours.

Pepe Marti | 21

yourusername: was i cold? 😣 yeah, but it was so worth it! loved working with the crew to take these breath-taking shots, i've never felt prettier 💌

→ user 01: oh. my. GOD??????? THE BODY

⎯→ user 02: seeing her without a 10lbs hoodie hiding her is so weird but SO GOOD

⎯→ user 03: literally thought this was an entirely different girl

→ user 03: i'm putting u in my heart locket

⎯→ user 04: literally going to print this out onto my wall

→ user 05: pepe is so so SO FUCKING lucky

→ pepemartiofficial: my beautiful girl 😘

Although you were much more shy and reserved than others, seeing you do this shoot made him feel so proud of you. Every photo was stared at by him for hours, just loving every detail that makes you you. He can’t help but feel so lucky to have such a beautiful girl but see your confidence grow.

So now he’s fucking you gently, dick pushing against your stomach from how long he is. His head is in your neck while his hands are holding yours. Each thrust is slow and patient, making you feel each centimeter of him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he groans into your neck. “So so, proud” he barely mumbles that. Feeling the strong urge to cum.

Although fucking with him was gentle this time, you still came. He always made sure you were placed first. So now he’s basically just overstimulating you, going at an agonizing slow pace to just fuck with you.

“T-Than’ you.” You say to him, wanting to grab his hair or back. But you can’t, since you’re pinned down by his own hands that are interlocked with yours.

“Gonna cum,” he groans again into your neck also pathetically “Inside?” He begs “That’s okay right??”

[sleepyjuice]

toxic!rafe will blow your phone up the second you post something on instagram that he’s ‘iffy’ about.

you posted a photo dump which consisted of some random photos of the beach, some of your friends, one of you and rafe of course, but the one that had rafe seeing red was the last slide, which was you in a bikini. he texted you several times at first, and while you were literally typing your response, he called you. your fingers were typing so fast to respond to him that you accidentally declined the call, and he did not like that. you immediately went to call him back, but another text from rafe rolled in, saying ‘fuck you don’t talk to me we’re done’ you sighed loudly, knowing damn well he was talking out of his ass right now, so you sat back and waited for the inevitable next string of texts to roll in. which they did, only seconds later.

rafe <3: do you get off on making me mad or something

rafe <3: like i’m racking my brain trying to understand why you do the things you do and that’s all i can come up with

rafe <3: and i see at least 4 guys have already liked your post like that’s crazy to me?? thought i told you to block all the guys that followed you?? of course you didn’t

rafe <3: also who even took that pic of you??? bc i know damn well it wasn’t me so who the fuck you posing for with your fucking ass and tits out? WHAT THE FUCK

rafe <3: DO NOT PUT YOUR SHIT ON DO NOT DISTURB answer me rn.

rafe <3: nah it’s cool actually i’m gonna go hit up my other gfs so you have a good night.

you rolled your eyes at that last text, deciding to fully turn your phone off. you knew he would likely try to text or call you again very soon but you didn’t want to deal with it right now. this wasn’t your first rodeo, you knew nothing you could say to him right now would calm him down, so letting him freak out on his own was the best method to his madness.

three hours had passed since you turned your phone off. you had caught up on some reading and turned on your current favorite show, but found yourself interrupted by a knock at your front door. you expected it to be rafe, but instead it was a large bouquet of your favorite flowers and a gift bag. you glanced around to see if rafe was lurking around, but saw nothing. when he freaked out over text and was able to reread his actions, he usually waited a bit longer to show his face as opposed to a verbal argument.

you brought the flowers inside and set them on the counter before grabbing the card attached to the side of the bouquet.

sorry we argued. you are so beautiful and i love you so much. got you a little gift and sent you some money for food and i set your appointment with your nail girl for tomorrow at 10. love you forever baby -rafe

you couldn’t help but smile just a little. the flowers were beautiful and the note was pretty sweet, so you chose to ignore the part where he said ‘we argued.’ you didn’t get a word in, but you let it slide. especially after you opened the gift bag to see the new dior bag you had been wanting.

you hurried to turn on your phone, immediately seeing a $500 apple payment from rafe as well as a new text from a few minutes ago.

rafe <3: hope you like the flowers and bag baby. love you! :)

you: i love them. thanks rafe, love you too

rafe <3: good to hear. lmk what you end up getting for dinner and i’ll pick you up tomorrow to take you to your nail apt. can’t wait to see you baby

you would order yourself dinner that was obviously way less than $500, but you would send rafe a picture and thank him again. you’d facetime him before bed and conversation flowed like nothing had even happened just hours before. he’d ask you what color nails you were getting, tell you funny stories about the old men at the country club and excitedly plan what you two were going to do the next day. the cycle seemed like it would never end, but you often forgot about the bad when he was talking so sweetly to you and all you could think about was how excited you were to see him tomorrow.

[cheapshrimpysheep]

2 Hot Chocolates & a Fortune Cookie

SUMMARY: “Never forget to tell people how much you love them. They may not know.” is what is written on the little piece of paper in your fortune cookie. But maybe the boy who gave you the cookie feels that these two phases applies to him too.

CHARACTERS: Deuce Spade / Kalim Al-Asim

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Kiss

WARNING: Spoilers from "Sam's New Year Sale"

WORD COUNT: An average of 1.180 words per character.

COMMENTS: I like to write things based on the cards and I wanted to write something with the New Year's cards but I never thought of anything good enough. Until I reread the story looking for an idea and here it is.

I hope you all enjoy 🥠 And Happy New Year! 🎉

About the currency in Twisted Wonderland: From what I understand, on the JP server the Madols would be the equivalent of Japanese Yen while on the ENG server the Thaumarks would be the equivalent of US dollars. Which personally makes it easier for me to tell whether something is expensive or not in this world.

P.S.: In the second Sam's New Year Sale event, Vil is the one who says that the Mystery Bags cost 40 Thaumarks.

CONTEXT: You even thought about buying one of Sam's mystery bags, but when you saw all the commotion that there was every day in that store, plus the fact that the bags cost 40 Thaumarks (and it's not like you could afford to spend that much on a simple bag considering the money Crowley gives you), you ended up giving up on the idea and not even going to Sam's store to say hi to Deuce and Kalim.

It was evening and you were in the lounge of Ramshackle Dorm when you heard someone knocking on the door. You open it and see Deuce still in his New Year's Attire.

“Good evening, (Y/N). Sorry to show up so late, but I wanted to give you one of these.” He hands you one of Sam's mystery bags. “I bought one and saved it for you. You never went to the store, did you? Neither Kalim nor I saw you. I thought maybe you were too busy or couldn't make it because it was always full. But I thought you might like to receive one. ...Hm? Oh, don't worry, you don't have to pay me back. It can be a New Year's gift for you. Open it! I'm curious to see what you got.”

You thank him, take the bag and open it. You take out a large box that says ‘Hot Chocolate Kit’. In the box there is a bag of mini marshmallows, a packet of chocolate powder, a bag of cookies and two edible spoons.

“Did you like it? I'm glad. Since it’s random, people often receive things that have nothing to do with their tastes. But who wouldn't like a hot chocolate in this cold?”

You put that box down on the entrance table and take out a second box which is a set of matching winter themed mugs. You suggest to Deuce to use those new mugs with you and taste that hot chocolate together.

“I would love to!” He accepts with a smile. “I'll help you prepare it. I hope we can make a third mug for Grim too, otherwise he'll be mad at us.”

But you see something else inside the bag, it looks like shiny paper. You put the box with the mugs on the entrance table too, put your hand back inside the bag and take out a golden ticket.

“It can't be!” Deuce is shocked! “It’s an Amazing Ticket! So they really are true!” He is very happy and excited for you. “You don't know what it is? The students were crazy about Sam's mystery bags because of this. From what Jamil-senpai told us these are tickets you can trade for any one thing in the Mystery Shop. And there's no price limit. You can trade it for literally anything in the store! This is the first time I've seen one. You're so lucky! That’s awesome!”

You feel a little guilty because it was Deuce who paid the 40 Thaumarks for that bag. So you try to give him that ticket.

“What? No! The ticket is yours. I gave you the bag as a gift. I made enough money from this gig to buy what I wanted, don't worry. If you were lucky enough to get it, it means you deserve it. Really, keep it and buy whatever you want.” He gives you an encouraging smile. “Oh! One more thing.” He takes a small bag out of his pocket and takes out a fortune cookie and gives it to you. “Don't worry, these were free to any customer in the store.”

You take the cookie, break it in half, take out the paper inside, give one half to Deuce and keep the other for yourself.

“Never forget to tell people how much you love them.” You read the message on the paper. “They may not know.”

Deuce chokes on the cookie but quickly recovers.

“Y-yeah, I'm fine. Sorry.” He chuckles awkwardly.

You jokingly ask if he forgot to tell his mother that and he laughs awkwardly again.

“Ha ha, no, I always end my calls telling her I love her." He gets a little embarrassed by this statement, but he continues. "W-what about you?”

You say making Grim's favorite dishes is an ‘I love you’ enough for him. Deuce laughs with you and suggests that the two of you go make the hot chocolates. Even if you seem as flustered as he is, he's too oblivious to notice these things.

He thinks about that message a lot while he prepares the hot chocolate with you in the kitchen, to the point of getting distracted from time to time. When you're already putting the marshmallows on top of the hot chocolate, you make a heart with them and give the mug to Deuce. He blushes slightly when he sees the marshmallows heart, but maybe it was the incentive he needed.

“Hum... (Y/N)...” Deuce starts saying, a little nervous, but then he takes a quick and deep breath and looks at you with renewed courage. “I was thinking about the phrase in your fortune cookie and...” He looks away to the hot chocolate you gave him. “I know I always call you buddy and stuff like that but...” He starts blushing again. “The truth is... I think... I like you as more than a friend.”

He won't be able to say much more than this, it's all still very new to him. So, you are the one who takes the next step and tells him, just as the cookie advised you, how much you like/love him. He looks back at you, surprised and with a sparkle in his eyes.

Now knowing that you feel the same way about him, he no longer needs to hold back and attacks you with a hug that lifts your feet off the ground while kissing your cheek.

He puts you back on the ground but continues to hug you. He doesn't have the courage to kiss you on the lips even if he wants to. But if you do it, he'll try to reciprocate with the most affectionate kiss he can muster.

After that, you two will go to the lounge with your hot chocolates. Grim will start complaining that you didn't make him one and Deuce will reveal a third mug of hot chocolate for him.

While Grim burns his tongue because he tried to drink the still-scalding chocolate right away, you and Deuce sit on the couch together with one of his arms around you.

“Happy New Year, (Y/N).” He wishes you with one more kiss.

It was evening and you were in the lounge of Ramshackle Dorm when you heard someone knocking on the door. You open it and see Kalim still in his New Year's Attire.

“HI (Y/N)!” Kalim greets you with his huge smile. “Happy New Year!” He reaches out and hands you one of Sam's mystery bags. “I didn't see you at the store, so I thought maybe you didn't want to get in the meddle of all that crowd. These have been some really crazy days. Ah hah. That's why I bought a mystery bag for you. Here! I'm so curious to see what you've got!”

You thank him, take the bag and open it. You take out a large box that says ‘Hot Chocolate Kit’. In the box there is a bag of mini marshmallows, a packet of chocolate powder, a bag of cookies and two edible spoons.

“Wow! So cool! You have everything you need to make hot chocolate. It tastes so good in winter. Did you like it?” You say yes. “That's great! I saw many students who were disappointed with the things they got. It's great to see that it was a nice surprise for you.”

You put that box down on the entryway table and take out a second box which is a set of matching winter themed mugs. You suggest to Kalim to use those new mugs with you and taste that hot chocolate together.

“Really?! I would love-!” His overly enthusiastic smile fades, giving way to a sad one. “I... would love to... but...”

“You cannot eat or drink anything that has not been approved by Jamil first.” You finish his sentence.

He gives you an apologetic smile.

“Yeah... But I can keep you company and help you prepare it if you want. I'm sure it's great.”

However, you have another idea. You pick up your phone and search for something while asking Kalim if Jmail knew he was there. He tells you yes, that he told Jamil that he just wanted to give you a New Year's gift before going to Scarabia. You find Jamil's contact and call him. He answers immediately.

“Did something happen to Kalim?!” It's the first thing you hear Jamil say.

You say no, that everything is okay, and tell him about the mystery bag and the hot chocolate to ask if you prepare it and taste it before Kalim he can drink it with you.

“Hmm... I don't know...” You hear Jamil's uncertain voice say. “It's not that I don't trust you. I know you would never hurt Kalim but...”

“No one needs to know.” You add.

There was silence for quite a while.

“*sigh* Okay. But only because it's you. And if this came in one of Sam's bags it could have gone to any student, which makes it difficult for it to be something directed at Kalim... Still, be careful you hear!”

You thank Jamil and consequently Kalim also shouts a ‘thank you’ to him. Kalim's sunny smile returns and he is now more excited than ever to make this hot chocolate with you.

But you see something else inside the bag, it looks like shiny paper. You put your hand back inside the bag and take out a golden ticket.

“WHAAAT?! IT CAN'T BE!” He sees you looking at him perplexed. “Sorry. But you got an Amazing Ticket! Deuce and I were wondering if they were even real. And now you got one! Hm? You don't know what they are? It seems that it was because of them that so many people were buying Sam's mystery bags. Jamil told us that these are tickets you can trade for any one thing in the Mystery Shop. And there's no price limit. You can trade it for literally anything in the store! Isn't it amazing?! You’re so lucky!”

You would feel guilty for being the one who got that ticket and not the person who paid 40 Thaumarks for the bag. But Kalim was filthy rich, there was no reason for you to feel bad.

“Oh! Speaking of luck, I almost forgot to give you this.” Kalim takes a small bag out of his pocket and takes out a fortune cookie to give to you. “Sam was offering them to all the customers in the store.”

You take the cookie, break it in half, take out the paper inside, give one half to Kalim and keep the other for yourself.

“Never forget to tell people how much you love them.” You read the message on the paper. “They may not know.”

“Aww. That's a really nice message.” Kalim says as he eats his half of the cookie. “I love you, (Y/N)!” He tells you smiling.

“Aw, I love you too, Kalim.” That's what you felt was the best response back.

He said it so naturally that it seemed like something he would say to any friend, like Jamil for example. So you kind of responded the same way, even though you may really meant it.

You and Kalim went to the kitchen to prepare hot chocolates. Kalim looked like a child with a new toy, he was so excited to do something like that with you. He commented that the cookies were cute, the mugs were pretty, asked how to make chocolate with that powder, read the instructions on the back of the box with you, etc.

He was very happy to see the hot chocolate made, and all that was left was to put the mini marshmallows on top. He made a heart with them and gave you the mug with a cute smile. You do the same for him and he is very happy with your gesture, but something seemed to be bothering him a little.

“Hey, (Y/N)... When you said you loved me back, did you mean it? Because I did!” He smiles at you, blushing a little. “You didn't realise that? Why not?”

You explain that since he is always very affectionate with everyone, it is difficult to realize when he is not just being nice or considering the other person just a good friend, or if it’s something more than that.

“Really?! Ow, I’m so sorry. I didn't mean to confuse you. Looks like your fortune cookie was right. Well, I need to fix that now!” He comes closer to you and holds your both hands with his warm ones, looks you in the eyes and smiles affectionately. “You are the best friend I have ever had. Every second with you makes me happier and more loved than I could ever imagine. I wish I could do the same for you, if you'd let me. I love you (Y/N).”

He's not afraid that you'll reject him. Will it hurt him? Sure, but the most important thing is that he was honest with you and you deserve to know that you're loved.

You confess that the feeling is mutual. He is so relieved and extremely happy to the point of hugging you and lifting you off the ground while doing a spin. He gives you all the kisses on the cheek he's ever wanted to give you and can't stop hugging you.

He doesn't want to go too fast so he lets you kiss him on the lips first if you're comfortable with that. And if you do, you will feel all his love and passion for you in response.

After that, you both go to the lounge and sit together on the sofa. Grim appears, attracted by the smell, and starts complaining that you didn't make him a hot chocolate too. Kalim starts to apologize but that's when you reveal a third mug of hot chocolate that Kalim hadn't even realized you had made. Grim thanks you and Kalim praises you.

While Grim burns his tongue because he tried to drink the still-scalding chocolate right away, Kalim puts one of his arms around you and starts imagining and talking about possible dates and that he should give you the best quality hot chocolate in Twisted Wonderland next time.

If you would like to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

[jazeswhbhaven]

THE PURPOSE OF THAT TALISMAN | Zagan L-card React | Summary

Alright ya'll it's the first react of the year! I'm finally getting around to going over this sweet devil's L-card!

I'm happy he was the first one to get this opportunity because he's actually the first noble I fell for during the launch! I was intrigued by his bunny ear horns and he's selectively mute.

With that being said, because this is a Nightmare Pass exclusive, I of course cannot give you EVERYTHING that's inside the card in order to keep within the wishes of PB's content rules, but as I did with previous NP cards, summaries with heavy paraphrasing with a few screenshots are the best I can do~

I'd like to thank my friends/mooties for sharing their cards with me so I can continue doing these reacts <3 Ya'll are amazing

💙Summary💙

At the local pub in Gehenna, all the devils are gathered together in order to view a popular convention in Japan (they call it Cumiket in the game but iirc it's Comiket, right?)

There's rumors that it's Paimon who went down to Earth to whisper about the devil's lives in Hell to influence a few humans to make a game about it and well...MC asks Paimon to confirm or deny that and he gives a "Maybe I diddd <3" answer (love this)

So while MC is chillin' at the VIP table consisting of Sitri, Leraye, Paimon and Zagan (Ppyong too) they wait for the results to come in

Funny mention is that the citizens of Gehenna totally do not know where Abyssos is, and I find it funny that it seems to carry throughout the story that the other local citizens have nothing but general ideas and rumors to go off of on how each country acts, but the Kings and some nobles are knowledgeable and for good reason.

It's also cute to me though that the nobles that were in the lead for the popularity contest were Foras, Bael, Sitri, and Zagan. All the devils from all over Hell were tuned in to see who would win.

It's then...that the winner is revealed! Zagan!?!?!

The winner gets to be a model for Phenomenon, similar to when we saw him for all of the selfie cards. This time though we meet two new characters Usako, and Nesagi. (I really love their designs) it appears that they are Pheno's assistants!

Also, we see that Phenomenon threatens and literally beats up(and stabs) his assistants for the smallest of things, it's funny because we were just seeing him getting bent over and turned into a pretzel in Asmo's selfie card, but in this story he's pretty much a strict, abusive boss. 💀 Usako and Nesagi seem to not mind.

It was also important to note, that MC was also chosen by Pheno to join Zagan in the photoshoot. And it's not just any normal photoshoot. We are aware of Pheno's preferences when it comes to photography and he wants to capture a whole new side to this devil thinking MC can help with that

It turns out, that yes...MC can help and Zagan is more than willing to show a new side of himself in front of them. With the help of talismans.

The smut is actually pretty well written for Zagan's personality. He's calm, confident, and at the same time so needy for MC's touch. You also notice that during this entire time he's been speaking to MC in longer sentences and opening up.

There's also a pretty strong power bottom vibe that comes from him. Because even though MC is on top of him, he's calling the shots from below. He even writes the amount of times MC came on his thigh. (w h y is he so hot? fcuk)

So after he pretty much fucks MC into a messy fluid puddle, Phenomenon starts takin' photos like crazy as he's finally satisfied with his subject now. He completes the magazine cover and MC gets their own private VIP photos of them having sex. There's a cameo of their clothes on the cover too.

and that's pretty much the entire card

💙Screenshot Highlights~💙

He's so goofy, I love him.

Pheno and his assistants. They are so damn adorable! I love the mask designs too, I might mess around and find myself wanting to cosplay one of them.

The longest he's been talking, and these are his thoughts in battle. Goodness this is why he's one of my favorites 😩

h a w t

g i m m i e z a g a n pp

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEEE

?????!?!!!!!!!!! And this was after he said no???????

Me everytime I read this as I imagine him saying it to me while creaming on his c a w k

Pheno was takin' pictures while MC and him were fuckin' but Zagan is so goddamn romantic....the way his mannerisms are during sex are that of a true lover that wants to be lost in you forever and he admits that. His actions are loud too wen the fun is over (he really didn't want to stop)

I wonder...if this means they will do another "model" L-card for someone else? Only time will tell.

Psssttt: Click here to see what he's packin' btw I would not hesitate to sit on it and him coming because he's being stimulated by the brush is so simple yet so hot for him?

💙Date Story/Chat Summary!💙

This is shortly after the contest is over and the magazine cover was debuted!

Zagan hadn't had any privacy since then, and with that it was hard for him to see MC. SO Ppyong makes it happen by distracting the fans, and then they meet!

Zagan is honest during the date, though still having "some" trouble expressing himself through words. There are moments where he tells MC that he couldn't wait any longer and he had to see them.

This is what I meant by that desperation and neediness mixing in with the right amount of dominance during intimacy is a perfect balance for someone like him!

Also, this date story is quite perfect for Zagan fans, as he's so fucking romantic he even takes MC to the first place they met in the main story. His expresses his feelings have never changed and it was love at first sight.

Also the term...."I'm watching you..." seems to be referring to the VIP picture they both received and yeah....spank bank material!~

Zagan is truly a cautious and cute noble. From posting boring videos of him grinding food (which honestly could count as asmr material) and not being sure how to get Satan to stop sending out the magazines to other countries in mass amounts without overstepping ranks in power, just so cute.

It also appears that his neck seems to be a private area to him which is why he prefers it covered by his hair. (I will kiss him there >:3)

We also get to see that Zagan easily gets jealous. It's not a aggressive jealously like Satan, but it's more of a "you know other men? 🥺" kind of jealously where you want to pinch his cheeks and tell him he's being cute.

Also...

yeah high-ponytail Zagan is doin' something for me (honestly I think I like Zagan so much because the white long hair reminds me of Sesshomaru and he doesn't speak much either and both of them are hot and idk i'm losing my brainnnnn to the rootttttt)

💙Overall Score: 10/10 💙

For Zagan fans this was a really fluffy and romantic card. The smut was written appropriately, and we got to see more of Zagan's personality come to light.

A major con of this though, is that in order to even get this much of lore for any characters that aren't either PB's favorites or L-grade...is behind a damn paywall. Like I get it? But at the same time I just want more info on my faves to further fuel my headcanons. That's all.

The adore mode movements are good, however his expressions don't seem to match the energy of the VA. This may have been a slight miscommunication somewhere, perhaps the VA was going off of how Zagan's personality should be, therefore personality= check, matching the sexual energy= not so check...

That's more of an observation for me but that may be a major bother for someone who was looking forward to the card's content.

Well today was pretty much the last day to try and get him so my react is late for a recommendation on if one should get it or not, BUT I will say that if you are a Zagan fan and didn't get him this time around, I suspect they'll bring him back for a future banner and you should try and snag him if you can.

But that's it from here! four days into the new year ya'll, hope it's goin' well for everyone! ^^ next up should be Luci's Blow card...so stay tuned <3

-💙Jaze

(Ppyong's fanclub holds a special place in my heart)

[mossybubblegum]

CONNIE IS NOT A GANGSTER. HE DOESN’T SLING DRUGS. HE DOES NOT SMOKE WEED. HE JUST GOT STUCK IN THE 2020 FRAT BOY PANDEMIC AND NOBODY CARES ENOUGH ABOUT HIM TO CHANGE THAT :’(

Anyway, I’m bored so my first post is going to be an in depth discussion of what Connie, college au, modern au, or otherwise would be like using actual things from the series. I’m so sick of him being mischaracterized.

Connie is NOT an overconfident, party animal douchebag. Everyone looked at him in season 1 as the class clown and comedian but didn’t acknowledge his growth as a character. When he’s 19 (the final season), he’s openly very depressed and upset about the things he’s witnessed.

Connie is NOT some crazy Mexican who slings drugs. Aside from the fact that that hc is literally just a racial stereotype, bc that’s a whoooole other issue, the only reason people say he is this is bc of a slap on titan.

Connie is NOT slinging drugs, smoking pot, etc. His ENTIRE character is based in the fact that he just wants to make his mother, family, and village proud.

Connie does NOT own a fucking hellcat for crying out loud HE GREW UP POOR. HE IS NOT AFFORDING A HELLCAT. He can barely afford college.

Connie IS a dork. He was established throughout the series to yes, cope a lot with humour and make jokes.

Connie IS dimwitted. He has expressed his insecurities over this fact many times, and grapples with his inability to grow as a soldier.

That being said, Connie is NOT an idiot. He has shown that while he struggles with adaptability and thinking on the fly, he is still a great soldier. He’s able to make decisions when he must, and bases them on his own morals, though they sometimes get muddled in his mind. People forget that he graduated top 10 in the cadets AND was the first person Eren went to for ODM help (in fact, Connie is canonically one of the best on ODM gear)

With this in mind, it’s pretty clear that Connie is just sorta a loser. He probably struggles to make friends and especially has a hard time keeping them (the constant betrayal he feels from others in the series; he saw Reiner as an older brother, Eren as a friend, etc.). He’s also probably pretty emotionally constipated and insecure. So guys PLEASE stop making him out to be some crazy rich dope dealer 😭

Here are some of my personal Headcannons to counteract the ludicrous things I see ab him.

Connie collects Pokemon cards and is way too into them

Connie majors in computer science with the hopes of one day making his own video game that gets popular enough that he can support his family and put his siblings through college

He grew up on a farm

He’s one of Armin’s best friends, but they don’t ever go out together, so nobody really realizes how close they are

Connie got bullied for his hair, and that’s why he buzzed it initially.

He got rejected by both of the girls he confessed to in hs

He has freckles

He had a pet duck growing up

He works two jobs and a third summer job to get through college

One of the jobs is on campus, the other is at GameStop, and his summer job is hauling rafts for white water rafting groups

He’s close with Niccolo

He and Sasha met at freshman orientation before college and immediately clicked

He’s got deep rooted fears that one day everyone he’s met in college will decide to leave him or forget about him

[inmyicyworld]

New purchase

kinktober - lingerie kink, mirror sex

Summary: You just got a new expensive lingerie set and decided to tease your mafia boss boyfriend with some sexy pictures.

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: mob bucky barnes, established relationship, smut, p in v, lingerie kink, mirror sex, unprotected sex, creampie, sexy pictures, doggy style, butt slapping, hair pulling, dirty talk.

Author's note: I know for a fact that I won't be able to write for every day of the Kinktober event, but I still want to be a part of it lol. So if any of you have some spicy (or not) ideas, my inbox is open for requests or suggestions.

Also, I had too much fun with AI stuff and y'all... this Bucky Barnes makes me literally weak in the knees😩😩 (I have a few more AI-generated pics to add to my fics, if you'll like it.)

masterlist my ao3 ko-fi

As soon as the message from you popped up on Bucky’s screen, he was no longer involved in the conversation with his people, who were reporting on the situation that got a few men killed.

No, now his eyes were glued to the screen of his phone. To the photo that you sent him, to be exact. You were standing in front of the mirror in the new blue lingerie set that Bucky definitely hadn't seen before. 

“miss you, baby.” 

Bucky took a deep breath, studying every little thing in the photo—from your half-hidden smile to the soft skin of your legs and stomach—and noticing the way your boobs were perfectly sitting in that almost see-through bra. Fuck, to be right now on top of you instead of sitting here was a dream. You knew what effect you had on him and that Bucky loved your expensive lingerie, but he couldn't just leave now, right? Controlling Brooklyn was not easy, especially when some brave idiots tried to threaten him.

“please, Jamie…”

Another text message with an attached picture appeared in front of him, and his pants immediately became much tighter. Now it was from another angle. You were on the bed on your hands and knees, your spine perfectly arched to show your round ass in just a little piece of fabric that shouldn’t even be considered underwear. 

Flashbacks from all the times Bucky was holding your hips while thrusting into you from behind filled his head and he almost wanted to moan out loud. No, it was impossible to listen to whatever Peter was saying, especially when it was the first time you sent such photos.

“You better stay in this position, baby. I'm coming.” He typed quickly before suddenly getting up from his fancy leather chair, making the whole room go quiet. 

“D-did I say something wrong, boss?” Peter’s face became white. Bucky probably looked really angry right now, but only because he couldn't touch you and bury himself in your heat at that exact moment. 

“I didn't listen, Parker. I need to go; finish here without me. Steve, you're responsible.” Bucky took his jacket and stormed out of the room without another word. 

You were walking around the bedroom in nervousness, as if it were your first time waiting for Bucky from work. But now something was different, though. You knew that he was busy, and you hated disturbing him, but after looking in the mirror at yourself for too long, you got so confident and bold that you decided to text him with photos, which you had never done before. 

Your best friend Nat took you out shopping, but even though Bucky always gave you his card and told you to buy whatever you wanted, you never actually did it. Until you saw that unbelievably beautiful blue set. Bucky went crazy every time you had new pieces, but they weren’t as expensive as this one because you always bought them with your own money. Your friend basically shoved you into the changing room and convinced you that it cost every single penny, so you gave up and used Bucky’s black card. 

The loud noise of the slammed door came from the first floor, and you knew that your boyfriend had come home. Fuck, it has been only 15 minutes since he messaged you, and he was already there. 

You sat at the edge of the king-size bed, facing the door. And in just a few seconds, heavily breathing and slightly annoyed, Bucky stood in the door frame. If you hadn’t been dating him for almost a year now, you would’ve thought that he was angry, but the way he licked his lips and the look in his eyes while he was scanning your almost naked body told you otherwise. 

“You’re such a fucking tease, babydoll. I had an important meeting, and you just had to send me those photos, huh?” Bucky grinned at you, taking off his expensive jacket and rolling up the sleeves of the white shirt. He took small steps toward you, but you were too focused on his tattooed and veiny forearms to notice it. 

You blinked only when a soft but firm hand pressed under your chin, making you look Bucky in the eyes. The realization of how ridiculously wet you were hit you hard, and Bucky probably saw the way your cheeks blushed because his lips curled in a one-sided smirk. 

“You’re looking like the sexiest thing on the planet, but you’re blushing. God, you’re amazing, baby.” His eyes slid down your body, covered in a thin lace, and you swore that his eyes darkened within a second.

“I just thought that I became wet by just looking at your hands.” Bucky growled at your words. He took both of your hands into his, silently asking you to stand up from the bed. "Sorry for bothering you at work, I just... I don’t know.” 

“I don’t care about work as long as I can see my amazing girlfriend looking so incredible. Is this new? I know every single piece of clothing that you own; I’ve never seen this before.”

“Nat convinced me to buy this... from your card. I hope you don’t mind." Bucky chuckled at your words. 

“I told you a million times to buy whatever you wanted. My money is your money, ‘key? Now spin for me.” He lifted your hand above your head, helping you to spin around and show him every little detail of your new purchase.

The bra, which perfectly lifted your boobs, so they seemed nice and round. Matching lacy blue thongs and a garter belt that was attached to the tights sat on your waist, showing every curve of your hips. There was nothing left for imagination. You looked so soft, delicious, and sexy, but those cute little flowers all over the fabric made Bucky want to destroy you.

“So pretty, goddammit. I need you right now.” He firmly grabbed one side of your face, connecting your lips in a hot and messy kiss, while the other hand trailed its way from your neck down to your soaking wet panties. “Still can’t believe that you’re mine. The most beautiful woman on the whole fuckin’ planet.” Bucky growled into your lips, refusing to let you go. “Is that all for me? Are you so wet because of your naighty little photos or from my hands? Tell me.” Two fingers run up and down your covered folds, making you moan into Bucky’s mouth from the stimulation. 

“Both… Jamie, please. I need you.” You tried to grind your hips on his hand, but Bucky gripped your thigh and lowered his mouth onto your hot neck. 

“‘M not gonna let you get off on my hand, not today. You teased me with those sexy pictures, so I think it would be fair if I just fucked you senseless. That’s what you asked me to do anyway, right?” You just eagerly nodded, hoping that Bucky would do anything. The heat in the lower half of your stomach was almost painful, and you felt awfully empty inside, squeezing around nothing with every kiss Bucky had left on your sensitive skin. “Should I bend you over the bed? Or maybe on the floor in front of the mirror so I could see how good you feel when I fuck you?” He asked mostly himself. 

Bucky pulled away from you, admiring fresh red marks on your collarbones and neck and already knowing that you'd blame him in the morning before work. His lips were swollen and his hair was a mess, but you still bit your lip at how sexy and pretty he was. Lately, you didn’t spend much time together because of his job, and now you wanted to spend every second admiring and touching him. 

“I don’t care, Buck. I just want you, I miss you.” Your hands flew to the collar of his shirt, opening every button until his tanned chest was on full display. 

“Get on your knees and hands, doll.” Bucky mumbled, and you knew that he had lost all of his patience. 

You lowered yourself on an expensive white rug and teasinly moved your ass from side to side, looking at Bucky through the mirror. His eyes stuck on your body, and he licked his lips once again. You saw the way his pants were barely holding the hardness behind them, and your mouth instantly started watering from that thought.

“Are you going to fuck me or keep starring at my ass?” 

He smirked at your words and fell onto his knees behind you, slightly pushing his covered hips into yours and making you both moan. 

“Oh, I am going to fuck you? Don’t worry about that, doll.” The sudden slap on your ass cheek made you loudly gasp; your mouth stayed slightly open as Bucky was massaging your burning cheek with one hand and unbuckling his pants with the other. 

You felt the silky-soft skin of his cock between your legs when Bucky ran his length on your wet panties. “It’s too pretty, I don’t wanna take it off of you. ‘M just gonna push them to the side.” He took your underwear out of his way, lining the leaking tip with your wet entrance. 

You couldn’t stay steel, so Bucky had to grab your hair, raise your head, and perfectly arch your back. You whined at the slight pain from his grip, but it soon turned into a loud mixture of a moan and Bucky’s name when he pushed inside of you. 

It never failed to amaze both of you how perfect you were for each other. The sex was incredible every single time. Your body instantly adgasted for his size; your wet and soft folds gripped his cock firmly, as if your body didn’t want him ever to leave. Bucky honestly didn’t even remember the sex before you; at that time he thought it was nice, but since the first night with you, everything has become blurred, and he couldn't look at any other woman in a sexual way anymore. 

“Fuck-fuck-fuck, James!” You cried, squeezing him harder and gripping the soft material under your hands. 

“Holy shit, doll. Your pretty pussy ‘s taking me so well; she’s so greedy for my cock.” Bucky slapped your ass again at the same time as he bottomed out in you. You tried to stay focused on the reflection in the mirror, but that teasing little push of Bucky’s hips right into your g-spot made your eyes roll back. "What? You can’t handle it, baby? But that's what you asked for. You thought that you could just send me these things and not get fucked like a naughty little girl?” He chuckled, immediately increasing the speed of his thrusts. 

“I just wanted you, J-Jamie, fuck!” You cried at another slap on your ass. Red hand prints were already visible, and you knew that it would be hard to sit the next day. “I need to cum, please…”

“Already drunk with my cock?” Bucky chuckled, slightly squeezing your hair in his hand, until you opened your hooded eyes and looked at him in the mirror. “Look at you, always so perfect for me.” His blue eyes studied your reflection. Your still covered in bra tits bounced every time he pushed his cock inside of you, and Bucky felt like he became even harder because of the fact that he couldn’t see you fully naked. 

It felt like he wanted to split you in half with the power of his movements. Your skin slapped into each other, and the wet sounds of your pussy were almost too loud and inappropriate for you, but Bucky didn’t care. He moved fast and hard, mumbling praise words under his breath, which you barely understood, being too close to cum. 

“Bucky, ‘m gonna cum… Please, let me cum, ‘m so close.” You loudly moaned when your body started trembling and your hands were almost too weak to hold you up. 

“Do it, doll. I’m right behind you. Cover my cock in your cum.” Your mouth fell open, and your eyes instantly closed when you finally came, clenching around him. Bucky looked closely as your face expression changed—it was his favorite thing. 

He pushed into your tight cunt a few more times before freezing as his own orgasm came. You moaned at the feeling of his hot seed feeling you from the inside. 

“Just like that, doll. You did so well.” Bucky soothed the skin of your thigh and reddish cheek, finally loosening the grip on your hair. Your hands couldn’t hold you up anymore, and you collapsed on the soft rug with a muffled puff. 

Bucky slightly chuckled, slipping out of you, and flipped over your exhausted body so you could face him. You both were flushed and slightly sweaty. Bucky brushed your hair from your face and lowered himself to catch your lips in a slow kiss. You wrapped your arms around his strong shoulders until he fell on top of you. 

“I’ll call Nat so she can take you shopping tomorrow. Use my black card and get yourself everything that you like, because now I want to see you in every possible shade and variation of lingerie, doll.” Bucky mumbled near your ear while his hands traced the soft skin of your ribs and stomach. 

“I don’t want to spend your money, James.” You laughed. 

“Then I’ll give my card to Nat, so she can spend it on you. Because I won’t leave you alone anymore, doll. You drive me crazy looking like this.” He started kissing your neck, going lower to your chest. You just sighted, knowing damn well that there’s no point in arguing and that your amazing boyfriend would find a way to make you buy more lingerie. “Are you ready for round two? Because I really wanna put those pretty tits in my mouth.” 

Whatever you wanted to say died on your tongue with the first touch of Bucky’s wet tongue, and your brain went completely blank. 

[ippipo]

Fuck it into ya

sukuna ryomen x reader - mafia au? idk but here's sum

Sukuna is the type to buy you expensive presents literally every week. He was a spend-thrift and it was batshit crazy how careless he was with money when it came to you. So you decided to take the matter into your own hands.

You told Sukuna that you'll tear every single clothing he buys you if he doesn't listen to you, to which he casually shrugged and said, "I could just buy you more." After many blackmailing attempts (who are you kidding? this man gets death threats and is attacked at least once every month), you decided to use your ace card.

You didn't talk to him for an entire day. It was pretty childish considering the fact that he was buying stuff only for you, but you recently heard that one of the three powerful mafia groups had gone bankrupt rendering them useless. It scared you because Sukuna's money saving ability was shit despite being the richest mafia ever.

After a few painful hours of knocking on your door, Sukuna was angry and punched a hole into the hard wood. Of course it didn't work, his knuckles started to hurt. That didn't matter to him though, he just wanted to know why you were ignoring him.

"Y/N.." he called out weakly, his voice bleeding with sadness. He had a bad day and he just wanted to be around you. Hearing his pitiful voice, your heart clenched. C'mon, it's not everyday you have one of the strongest people weak on their knees, begging. Seems like you were just as sadistic as the greatest mafia don himself.

You slowly unlocked the door and peered into his eyes, your eyes bearing rigidity that made his cock hard. You grabbed his hand and brought him to your shared bed, pushing him onto it and falling on him, earning a grunt.

You softly dragged your fingers on his palm, sometimes writing his name, sometimes writing your name. He pushed you off to the side gently and got up to undress himself down to just his boxers. He got on to the bed and grabbed you aggressively by your shoulder, pulling you back on top of him, your rightful position.

You bit his shoulder playfully as a payback for manhandling you to which he replied with a kiss on your forehead. "Say, why do you want me to stop buying you things so bad?" He questioned, his voice booming in the quietness of your room.

"Do you want me to tell you the truth?" You asked. "You are to answer my question, not question me back." He flicked your forehead, earning an 'ouch'. "You won't leave me after this?" You asked, ignoring his statement earlier. He looked at you with a deadpan expression.

"Darling, you fucking dumb bitch, I saw you mixing egg yolks with strawberry jam to make a volcano and I'm still with you." He stated. You muttered 'reasonable' before clearing your throat, preparing yourself for something you thought would embarrass you.

"Okay. So, um-" "Get to the point." He said impatiently. "Fine. The clothes you're getting me are the wrong size, they're smaller and I think I grew bigger than last time. I feel weird about myself because they used to fit me but now they're a little tight and uncomfortable and I feel insecure." You said without a break.

"W-" "And I heard some maids saying that three of your enemy gangs went bankrupt and I'm scared you'll waste all your money on things that I won't even use." You added. "First off, how dare you interrupt me." He said and paused.

"Secondly, what do you mean you feel insecure? If anything, I'm the one who was supposed to buy you clothes that fit you, not the ones smaller, it's my fault. And darling, you're a fucking goddess, I don't care if you got bigger, you look just fine to me." He pulled both your cheeks with his fingers and slapped them softly.

"Stop doing tha-" "I didn't marry you for something as stupid as looks, I married you because you're my weird cumslut who can't go a day without dick, plus, you're my wife, no way am I letting something so absurd bother you." He said with a smirk. You slapped his bare chest because of his choice of words, blushing profusely.

"Thirdly, who do you think made them go bankrupt?" You remained silent at that, assured and relieved. "So...you still like me?" You asked. He smacked your cheek and choked you, gently may I add. "Stop asking me stupid questions." He grumbled.

You giggled when his thumb ghosts over your neck, tickling you while his hand was around it. You take his hand that was around your neck and press kisses on his knuckles. He brought his hand to his lips and kissed the spots you kissed, a happy glint in his eye, as if you both actually kissed.

Sukuna doesn't look like it, but he is just happy if you were near him. Your presence is more than enough, a blessing, in fact. To him, you're not a prize, you're a gift, you're a prank gone right, you're his world. Aggressively, he loved you, he cherished you and he will keep on doing it till his last breath.

"I'm still offended you slapped me." You said, turning away when he tried to kiss you. He grabbed your chin and forcefully made you look towards him, to which you didn't object. He gently kissed your lips, capturing your heart and soul within a span of seconds.

A wordless assurance. He needed that to make sure he didn't actually hurt you, because he meant to slap softly, playfully, with pure love, not the kind of slap he was more acquainted with, thanks to his parents (who were dead by the way).

"It's just that..." You began, grabbing his attention though it was already on you. "I don't like the way I look?" It was more of a question than a confession, you were unsure of yourself. There were times you liked the way you looked, there were times you absolutely despised yourself.

It was complicated, your relationship with your body. When you thought you looked good, you didn't. When you thought you didn't look good, you didn't.

It was tough, especially when you're dating someone conventionally attractive. It makes you feel unworthy. That maybe someday he would find someone else. Maybe someone who looks prettier, has both, beauty and brawns.

Even though he treats you like a princess, showering you with his passionate fancy love, you still felt that he could do better. Choose someone better. That thought makes you feel like someone had cut your head and poured vomit inside you, bleaching your organs with vomit, an unshakeable feeling.

You didn't need to say a word though. Sukuna knew what you were thinking. Every thought, every whisper and every breath of yours was familiar to him. It was surprising how well he knew you. Perfect hands wrapped around a perfect waist, your waist. He didn't care how big it was.

He kissed you, aggressively. That's what you called your relationship, aggressive love, which was quite contrary to how he treated you because there was always a hidden gentleness under his aggressiveness. He knew where to draw the line though.

"I don't know why you don't want to believe me, so I might just have to fuck it into ya." It was funny how he said it in a very serious tone, he was being serious. "Ryo, I was at a stupid party before coming home and my legs are dead from standing so much." You whined.

"Who says you have to work now? Let me handle your body." He whispered, licking a stripe on the back of your ear. A shiver of pleasure ran down your body, right to your cunt. Oh boy did you know what a night it was going to be.

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A/N: It’s been so long since I invested time in a fic it’s kinda crazy

<<<part two

Your eyes felt heavy, wanting to keep them shut and never open them again. And the warmth that surrounded your body made it worse making you snuggle into it more. But as you laid there you started to recall the last few moments you were standing. Eyes snapping wide open you propped yourself up looking around the room still dazed. It was obvious that it was a guy’s room by the posters, and the general vibe of it.

“Oh you’re awake!” You see a kind looking woman at the doorway holding a fresh new towel, and some patches in her hand. She kinda looks like?

“Are you Mark’s mom?” You asked as she confirmed your question with a nod and a an exchange of names. She stood right next to you picking up the towel you never noticed on your head. “He brought you here since you didn’t want to go to Cecile. Also brought your phone!” She explained passing it you as you remember your desperate plea when you were writhing in bed. “I appreciate it a lot. I’m sorry if it was inconvenience.” You apologize which she shook her head at with a kind smile.

“It’s fine! You’re a friend of Marks, and I just wouldn’t leave you out there in pain.” She explained as a strong feeling entered your body. As you see her put away the towel and dip the new one in a bowl at his nightstand. Her actions feel familiar. Everything about her is familiar. “Have we met before?” She seemed confused by your question as she tried recalling if she ever saw your face.

“I don’t think so, I’m sure I would remember seeing a face like yours.” She chuckled making you give her smile in response as that itching feeling didn’t go away. You must’ve seen her somewhere. Maybe on Mark’s phone. It wasn’t there. Not wanting to give yourself a headache to the point where you can’t function you drop it. You look around the room trying to find the owner of the room which she noticed just as quickly. “He finally went to bed he was so worried about you that he stayed up all night.” She explained, feeling embarrassed she saw right through you just as quickly. “I just wanted to thank him. I don’t know what would’ve happened if I went on that date and knocked out.”

“A date?” She seemed shocked that you were about to go on one with your costume still on. As Mark’s recounting of the events that led up to you in pain isn’t matching up in her head. She’s wondering what her son got herself into. “You have a boyfriend?” She asked hoping that you’re more truthful than her son who seems smitten with you but too dense to realize. “Oh no no it was just a guy from class everyone is saying it was supposed to be a date but he didn’t exactly say it. But it kinda felt like it?” You rambled feeling unsure if maybe you were thinking about it way too much and it literally was just a coffee hangout between classmates. Not like you would know since you pulled the nvm card. You couldn’t help but feel guilty as you remember how awkward he seemed.

“It was probably a date sweetheart.” She said comfortingly throwing you deeper into a spiral, needing to come up with some type of excuse. Can’t be the basic oh I fell sick. Something where it doesn’t seem you actually hate the guy and wanted to ghost him just because. “We made you soup last night if you want to join me in breakfast.” Thinking about food already had your stomach eating itself. Thanking her you stood up from his bed, feeling light headed almost immediately. Seeing your shaky figure she grabbed your arm helping you to stabilize yourself as her warmth felt different to Mark’s. “I can see where Mark gets his kindness from.” You were just pointing out the obvious but Debbie felt stunned at the recognition. She was proud of how she raised Mark, who he became. But no one gave her credit not that she wanted it. But it was a nice feeling.

“You didn’t wake me up?”

“Oh my God!” You had turned hearing Mark’s voice but as you see him shirtless with some boxers you let out an embarrassed gasp. “Mark! Put on some clothes we have a guest.” You hear Debbie reprimand him as he complained stuttering out sorry as he flew into his room. “I swear…” Even though she acted annoyed you can see the care in her eyes that she has for Mark. She led you to their dining table even though you tried offering help in setting up the table and helping to serve. “Don’t you dare. Sit down and relax you’re a guest here.” Giving you a playful glare you decided to not push the rules and sat down. Feeling extremely uncomfortable that you aren’t helping but Debbie had a pleasant smile on her face. “Did you guys start without me?” Mark had come rushing down with actual clothes but as the reminder of his practically naked self in the hallway, you couldn’t say anything.

“Not yet, give this to Y/N.” Debbie ordered making Mark place it in front of you, asking you a million questions if everything is alright.

If you were cold, if your neck is ok, is your head ok, if you needed anything else, if you were tired, it seemed like Debbie noticed how overwhelmed you started to feel.

“Hurry up and eat. You don’t want to be late to class.” Debbie chastised Mark who grumpily took a spoonful of the soup keeping him quiet. As you quietly ate your food you just examined the two’s interactions. They were lovely.

It didn’t hurt this time around as you recalled a memory that was so far from you. You were looking up as you saw a woman features similar to yours with a faux angry look pinching your cheeks lightly. She was saying something but you couldn’t recall. But you just know that the interaction had swelled something in your heart in a way you never thought you can experience.

“Are you ok?” You hadn’t realized but Mark had zeroed in on you. He saw your eyes become distant as you half-heartily pushed around the contents of the soup. He doesn’t like seeing you where you become so far away, it’s like whatever it is; is taking you away from him.

“Oh sorry um my memories are being weird.” You said taking another sip of the soup, never tasting one like this before. “Who made this?” Before Mark asked anything further in regards of your memories you wanted to know who made the soup totally not as a distraction. “I did! Mark tried helping but he kept on-.” Coughing loudly subsequently cutting off his mom. He gave her a look as she did back, where it practically became a match between the two. The winner being Mark as Debbie let out a tired sigh at his antics.

“Well I need to hurry up and go show a house. Mark make sure you’re not late, and Y/N you’re more than welcome to stay. If you have any questions you can text Mark?” She asked which you confirmed with a nod as you see her rush to grab her bag. Planting a kiss on Mark’s forehead which he happily smiled at, she waved you off shutting the door behind her. Glad she left you picked up your empty bowl heading over to the sink knowing she wouldn’t have let you otherwise. “W-what are you doing?” Mark quickly got up swooping in right in front of you, “I can take care of this just sit down.” They really are alike.

“Mark I can wash one dish.” You tiredly say which he stubbornly shook his head at. “Yeah no it’s not happening.” Groaning it felt like forever as you two bickered refusing to believe that they really need to uphold this rule of guests not needing to do anything.

“Fine! But you can’t stop me from drying.” Before he can anything you raise your finger towards his lips, signaling him to not even start. You see his cheeks redden making him turn away and turn on the faucet to get started. Happy that you get to help you pick up the drying rag waiting for the first dish. “You are so stubborn.” He chuckled as you smile at him proudly. You glanced at the clock noticing the creeping time, “Don’t you need to head out?” Worried that he was going to be late to his class with Amber. You see him tense up at the question as you think you already know the answer to it. “Mark?” You scold with a tone that parent will have with their child.

“I just need to make sure you’re good!” Mark said in high-pitched voice trying to defend his position, which barely helped it at all. “I am perfectly fine now! Go home, I’m probably going to head out anyways.” He didn’t want you to leave, he wasn’t even too sure if you were 100%. But he knows he doesn’t want to let you out of his sight. “What if we go somewhere?” He hurriedly said wanting to find any excuse for you two to be in close vicinity of one another.

“Going to do a rain check for that.” Both jumping at the sudden intrusion, you groaned seeing it was Cecile. “Don’t look too excited to see me. And also I see your suited up.” He says sarcastically and pointing out the obvious. But the obvious was just acknowledged by you. Fuck.

“I need you guys to patrol the city, I sent the Guardians somewhere else and well there’s no one else I trust.” A grey case appeared right by Cecile, pushing it towards you. “Looks like you need a change.” Thanking him silently you motioned upwards which Mark quickly allowed you to go as you hear Mark start to argue with Cecile no doubt about you.

——————

Holding onto him tightly, Mark was nice enough to not argue with you about joining. But to keep him sane he would carry you there, not want you to physically fight, and just be back-up. Your body not being at its best you knew better than to argue if you want to stay alive. For once not letting your pride dictate your moves. “Did you use my body wash?”

“Was I not supposed to-.”

“No no it’s ok! It’s not a bad thing.” He reassures not realizing that smelling the same scent as him on you would do something to him. “Do we have to be up in the air the entire time?” You ask not feeling comfortable if you’re going to be in the air the entire time. Your limbs bound to go stiff as you just continue to hold on tightly. “Let’s go here.” He started to fly towards the ground as you notice the pretty busy area. Making sure you’re aware of your surroundings you try keeping a circle around you permanent of gravity being pulled downwards. “Can we get two cones?” During your scanning you didn’t even realize you followed him to an ice-cream stand. “What do you like?”

The only distinct flavor you see was butter pecan catching your interest. “Really that one?” The judgement was obvious in his face as you see him choose a mint one. “Dude you actually like mint? Who in their right mind would choose that?” Mocking offense he grabbed the two cones from the man thanking him quickly, “You just want to hate just because. If you tried it without people whispering in your ear you’ll like it.” He actively defended making you think he defends his choice more than you think. Walking away Mark had reached out to give you your ice cream before it landed with a splat. Standing there you just stared down at your now melting ice cream seep into the floor sadly. “Why did you have your gravity thing up!”

“Someone would just apologize like a normal person! And I wanted to have an extra layer of protection!” You complained, looking back seeing you did walk a good distance away from the man. It just wasn’t worth it. “Just stay here for a sec.” Before he can fly off to quickly get you one you grabbed his sleeve, shaking your head. “It’s fine I feel bad already since the guy gave it to us free.”

“Here do you want to share?” He offered as you put down the barrier around you. Eyeing the ice cream cone you weren’t too keen on changing your opinion on the sweet treat. “Don’t tell me you’re being petty.” Seeing right through you he started to eat his ice cream teasing you every once in a while trying to seem uninterested. “Wow this is amazing!”

“I can’t believe you’re missing out on this!”

“This is the best thing I’ve ever had.”

“I swear if you don’t shut up.” You shove him away making him laugh loudly at your annoyance. Finding the furrow of your brow, and your scrunch of your face endearing. “Just give me a try.” You finally gave in making him grin from ear to ear. Tilting it towards you, you gave it a try, with a very biased mindset. And even if with that very opinionated mindset, you can’t help but internally know he was right. “You like it. You totally like it!” He confirmed with a smirk as you tried not smile at his cheer.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You refuse to give him that satisfaction as he poked your cheek endearingly. Your sweet time was cut short as you both hear a yell in the distance. Snatching you up, shoving the ice cream onto your hands he sped off to where the noises were happening from. From a distance you see a burning building with many people running out of it, yelling and pushing. It was chaos as you see people fighting along the street, confused by the mayhem. He set you a good distance away, giving you a stern look, “Just provide back-up and take this.” Giving you an earpiece you quickly put it on not wanting to waste any time, “Just be safe ok.” He gave you a kind smile but he still didn’t want to leave you, looking between the chaos and you. Wanting to wrap this up quickly he gave you a quick encouraging squeeze, flying off towards the midst of the trouble. “Take care of the two to the left by the building.” It wasn’t that hard to know who he was talking about seeing two mutants causing more damage around the area than anybody else. Bringing out your hands you slowly closed them bringing both of them down practically instantly hearing them yell out in pain. Not capable of even lifting up their head Mark quickly knocked them out, “Good job just try keeping the civilians away from-.” The ground started to rumble, making everyone scream louder hindering your chances of finding who can even be causing this.

“Shit, get them out!” Your hands had instinctively moved towards the burning building who proceeded to start lean towards the others trying to take them out. Mark’s eyes followed your movements seeing what you were struggling with trying to usher people away, “Can you hold that for long?” Wincing your arms were shaking by the heavy weight that you tried keeping up not letting any fire fall onto the ground/people. “I really can’t! I can only buy you a couple minutes.” Needing just that you see Mark fly back and forth trying to get everyone out of the way, thankfully hearing the fire trucks in the distance. You heard a shout of pain to your side seeing Mark get sent flying to another building. What the?

“What’s happening?”

“Just stay focused there! It would be a bigger mess if you let the building fall wait for the fire-fighters.” You hear Mark groan in pain over the ear-piece worrying you even more. Trusting his words you tried focusing on the building that was crumbling underneath your grip. “Please my son is in there!” Faltering you stumble at the tug of your costume behind you. You see an older woman, with tears streaming down her face, as she pleaded with you. “He was getting everyone out and I can’t see him!” Scanning the building its fast-paced burning that son of hers had to have died already. If not burned then smoke most definitely getting to him. There was no point in even trying to get to him. “I’m sorry m’am but we need to get rid of the fire-.”

“No he’s going to die! Don’t let my boy die!” The fire-fighters finally got into gear as you gave them a nod to start their work as you feel your grip on the building weaken. The tugging at your outfit wasn’t helping as the woman was insistent making you feel horrible. What would be the point if you brought the woman back the corpse of her son. Would she even find solace? “Please I can’t leave him there alone.” Falling onto her knees, it seemed like her body was giving up on her as her sobs cut the air. “Dammit.”

“What’s going on over there?” You hear stuff breaking in the distance no doubt the fight still happening, whoever decided to join the fight last minute. “Just stay focus over there, I need to do something.”

“Y/N don’t do anything!” Ignoring his plea you carefully disconnected the woman’s hand from your clothes as you went up to the firefighters who were trying to contain the raging fire. “There’s someone in there I need to get quick, I can keep up the building for only so much more, so you guys need to contain this.”

“You can’t enter there it’s too dangerous now-.”

“I’m not arguing with you on this. Just do your job and keep the fire here.” It was risky. You trained with Mark not needing your hands to control the gravity pull around you but that’s where your power was focused majorly in. Only able to keep it with your mind for less than 4 minutes. You only had 2 minutes. Taking a deep breath you let your hands fall at your side and quickly flew in, hearing the building crumple around you, barely keeping it up with your mind, the mental toll already having it’s effect. “Anybody here!?” Keeping one hand up around you as the fire tried nicking at you down. There were too many rooms but he shouldn’t be in a room right? He was getting everyone out so maybe he tried making a beeline to the exit. Trying to find all the exits, you coughed letting your hand down not exerting all your energy into keep the building up around you. 2 minutes. “Where are you!” You hear Mark’s voice in your ear, sounding beaten and tired. Not wanting to expose the fact that you went against his word you kept quiet seeing a figure on the floor passed out.

Flying to the figure you crouch beside them, shaking them. A bad burn on their arms was what you immediately saw taking care in not touching them around there. “Wait.” Softly moving the hair out of their face you gasped recognizing the guy that’s on the floor. “Victor oh god!” The awkward guy that you had stood up was her son. Panicking you scooped him up in your arms, yelping as you feel the building start to collapse. Holding onto him tightly the entrance you had just come from was now blocked, the smoke getting too excessive as you coughed. The building has to fall if you want to do this. You hold onto him tighter gritting your teeth as you force a shield around you both. Flying directly towards the wall you wince as you hear the building crumble right behind you, causing shouts to fill the air. Breathing heavily you flew to one of the ambulances parked too far away, you went up to the EMTS. “You have to help him please!” You probably looked insane with hair singed, feeling as if your skin was burning off by the close proximity, the air feeling so sweet compared to the smoke. “I tried-.” You reasoned as you placed him on the bed as they quickly got to work. “It’s ok we got it from here.”

Your heart was being crazily as you glanced at the man’s face, he looked so at peace. But too quiet. “Save him please.” You don’t know why but you need him alive. You want him alive. You have no connection to that man but you want him to live. The feeling has you crushed, “Where are you guys going?” Telling you the hospital they urged you they had to go finally making you take a step back, seeing them drive off with sirens blaring.

“Where were you!” You hear Mark yell at you at a distance but your eyes were locked onto the ambulance that left your sight finally. Why were you feeling all these things? Why was it when you feel something it’s experience tenfold, as if you never experienced it. Turning around you can barely keep up with your appearance as you felt your shoulders shake, immediately held by Mark. “What happened? Are you ok? Are you hurt?” His once pissed tone washed away, taking a softer tone trying to look over your body if you were about to cry due to the pain. “It was Victor, I feel horrible, I almost left him there!” You said in a hushed tone feeling the tears prick your eyes, refusing to believe that you were about to leave him there. Mark unfortunately remembered the name seeing it when you had your phone turned on, but as he sees you in the brink of breaking down because of him he has to acknowledge maybe something might happen between you and your classmate. He has to accept it. “Go.”

“What?”

“Go wait for him to wake up. I’ll take care of the clean up around here.” Mark encouraged even though his smile no longer reached his eyes. You didn’t want to leave him, just one look at him and you see had to deal with more than you did. Bloodied, bruised, he had it all. “I can’t go. I can still help.” He shook his head as he motioned to the chaos behind you two. “It’s fine everyone is just shaken up. If anything can I expect you to be home?”

“Home?”

“Yeah sorry. Like at my house? Just for one night to make sure you’re good and you can head back to your dorm?” It was strange even though it sounded like question, it felt like he was pleading with you. You would’ve said no otherwise feeling as if you overstayed your welcome. Throwing your arms around his neck you feel him stiffen up, shocked by the sudden action. “Thank you so much! I’ll make it up to you later.” Casting him one last grateful look you flew towards the direction of the hospital not catching the pained expression that Mark had now adorned.

——————-

It felt weird as the roles were now reversed as you knocked on the window, startling Mark. It was already 2 in the morning. He opened the window letting you fly in, as he saw the stress all over your face, but you still had a content smile along with it. “I didn’t expect you to be awake still.” He didn’t want to admit that he was waiting up for you, scared that you got caught up in something along the way. He needed to know you were ok. And annoyed at the fact that you were seeing your potential future boyfriend. “Couldn’t sleep.” Ignoring his obviously annoyed tone you brought up the bag you were hiding behind your back. “What’s this?”

“I brought us some snacks! It’s somewhat a thank you. And I went inside this like comic store and I heard from Amber you like these type of things!” Handing him a stack of comics you found in the store, he was ready to thank you before he dropped them on his bed in disbelief. Yes they were comics he liked, editions he didn’t even have, signatures he never thought to get, the crisp condition, he’s scared how much you spent.

“How much was it?” You shrugged your shoulders as you poured out the snacks on his bed, wanting to get comfortable already. “Just used Cecile’s card.” A win is a win. Mark is just going to cherish the hell out of everything, and keep it away from Cecile’s sight. “I took a shower at the hospital but do you have anything I can wear?”

Tripping over his bedsheets making you giggle he found some clothes that don’t fit him anymore offering it to you. “If you’re not comfortable with th-.”

“It’s fine can you just turn around, I’m scared of going outside and waking up your mom.” It wasn’t weird. It wasn’t weird. He tried telling himself as he felt his cheeks redden up hearing you rustle your clothes, “I went to go see Amber.”

“Oh nice! How is she doing she must be confused that I wasn’t there.” You say thinking about how it must’ve looked from her view. You say you’re going to hangout with this new person and you proceed to not see your roommate the following night and day. “I had to stop her from calling the cops to file you as a missing person.” He chuckled as he remembered her panicky state swearing that she would do something to your date if she saw him on campus. “I just told her you had a last minute family thing.” Thanking him for the last minute save you plopped onto the bed next to him as his eyes raked over your body. Another you he hasn’t seen.

“I’m glad you guys are still going strong. She seems so much happier now that you guys have more time together.” Opening a bag of spicy chips you offered some to Mark who picked out the sour candy instead. “Yeah it’s just hard juggling between being a superhero, a boyfriend, a son, and a good friend.” He emphasized the last part making you chuckle but pity him simultaneously. “You’re an amazing friend Mark. Even if we have our differences you always came back.” You say gratefully placing a hand on his shoulder giving him a comforting squeeze.

“And it’s hard being a boyfriend because you just haven’t told Amber yet.” They’ve been fairly close at-least in Amber’s eyes but with Mark’s tone and general attitude when it’s brought up makes you question otherwise. “Do you not trust her?”

“No no I do trust her. I know she wouldn’t tell anyone it’s just-.” Taking a deep breath his eyes casted to the side, the internal fighting obvious on his face. “If I tell her she gets dragged into my world. The baggage that comes with me might make her think it’s not worth it.” He confided making you think that’s why he doesn’t seem so close to her. He’s just scared. Obviously he loves her but he’s looking out for her. In his own secretive way.

He was telling the truth. Maybe that’s why whenever he was with Amber he was forcing it to feel 100% correct. But they’re from different worlds. He can try getting past it. But will she?

“What baggage is so big she would run away? If somebody loves you enough they’ll stay I promise you.”

“I don’t think love can make someone stay.”

“Don’t say that.” Realizing this runs deeper than you thought, you start to realize there’s more to the story. “Mark what exactly are you afraid of telling her?” It was a sadness you never thought you can see in Mark. It was as if he reverted to some hurt child as snapped his eyes shut. “I don’t want to talk about it right now. Can we talk about something else?” It was a hurt you couldn’t understand. Not wanting to push anything more you weakly offered the comic to him.

“Do you wanna hear about my memories?”

“Yes please.” Desperately agreeing wanting to change the topic in any way and hear more about you while he’s at it. “I think I saw my parents finally.”

You said it so nonchalantly that he felt like he was overreacting, maybe it’s the trauma between seeing you writhe in pain because of it. “How was it?” Not really knowing what he can ask, considering your questionable memory. “It was amazing.” He saw you beam with happiness as it looked like you started to reminisce fiddling with the bag, “I got a feeling that I never thought I could experience.” You explain trying to hold onto the memories forever, scared of forgetting anything. “Even though I don’t even remember their name, the fact that I had parents, who seemed to love me. I’m just happy.”

Dammit.

As he looked at your face, the moonlight shining down on you, you looked ethereal. The content smile you had, with so much love in your eyes. You have so little, and yet with just these few moments of your memory. You’re grateful, you are grateful for everything. He wants to help you find every missing piece to make you whole again. To bring you the happiness you deserved. He wants to be by your side not caring what his title is when beside you.

But he can’t do if he’s hurting people along the way as his mind wandered to Amber. He can’t deny some part does love her. He’s her first love. The love he has for her is enough to know he shouldn’t continue this. He’s a horrible person. He won’t deny that. He’ll stay his distance in compensation for how he played this out.

Getting up he knows he needs to do this now, startling you by his sudden movements. “Did I say something?” You asked scared that maybe he didn’t want to change topics. Was it actually a mind game you lost. “No you didn’t do anything I just need to go real quick.” Taken aback by his quick movements you see him throw on a jacket heading towards the window. “Mark! You’re making it seem like I did, just tell me!”

“It’s just I need to take care of this first.” You weren’t convinced as you got up stopping Mark from leaving through the window, glaring at him. “Y/N I’m sorry that was just terrible timing, I’ll come back as soon as I can! And I will listen to anything you tell me!” He pleaded wanting this feeling to go away, he can’t do this to Amber. She doesn’t deserve this. This is the least he can do.

“Can you just promise it wasn’t because of me?” You want to believe it wasn’t because of you but he’s making it so difficult. “I promise Y/N. I’ll even bring you your favorite drink.” You felt his warm hand envelop yours bringing it up, softly bringing out your pinkie he interlocked it with yours. It was something so precious to you. To you both. Your angry expression deflated replaced with one of content. And he’s happy to see it.

“You better-.” Stepping aside you opened the window for him guiding him to it, “Make it a large please. And come back safe that too!” Happy that it didn’t end with the silence treatment, he promised you again and flied off to fulfill his end of the situation.

[missoneminute]

you may have spoken about this before but is there anything that surprised you about p+c when you met them for the first time? :)

Hello! Yes! For sure. I’ve said before but I’m happy to say it all again any time.

The main thing is that Peter is TALL. You know he’s tall but you’re never prepared for how tall. Whatever you imagine - he’s bigger. He’s a giant. His hands are like soft bear paws, his head is a planet, his huge, beautiful eyes should be on a large deer. He’s just absolutely towering in every way. Which is always surprising somehow because he has such a soft aura. He’s very softly spoken, very gentle, so there’s a certain disconnect. He’s also very much on his own planet. I’ve met him both at some of the darker points of his addiction and well into recovery, and it’s safe to say he’s just a space cadet by nature. You never know if what you said went in or not - if it did, he will suddenly snap to attention like he’s come hurtling back to earth and engage you with a really childlike sense of wonder. If it did not, he will stare at you blankly and just… wander off. I’ve twice had him do things like just say “well bye!” And wander off after a long, awkward pause haha. Which I’m fine with - I love that he’s a law unto himself, and it makes the times you connect with him all the more special. He also has no filter. If you give him a gift he doesn’t love, he will fucking tell you about it lol. But same goes that when he loves it, he’s so sweet and complimentary. I’ve been giving him antique silk cigarette cards - which he collects - for six years now and he really loves them. For instance last time in Manchester he told me they’re “better than heroin”. Like. He will just… say things haha. There’s also no middle ground - he will either give you the sweetest hug where he collects you and squeezes you or he will give you a side hug like you’re infectious. It’s literally utterly dependent on his mood haha. But ya know he’s his own country, you can’t take anything he does personally because Peter will do whatever Peter does and the world outside him has little impact on that. He’s very charming and charismatic of course, very funny too, and just so naturally eccentric. He has that vibe, you know… that vibe people have who are just blessed by something bigger, something fated. Now Carl… the thing that surprised me about Carl is that he’s so WARM. Like he may be the warmest person I’ve ever met. He’s so, so attentive, so so kind, so utterly sweet and just so deeply affectionate. He’s like that every time and with everyone. He hugs like no one else on earth. When that man embraces you it’s so fucking real. Like I don’t want to sound ridiculous but he just hugs people with such immense love. He HOLDS you man. It’s crazy how he never turns that off and how he can be that way so constantly. He always knows what to say, he fills every weird silence, and he works very hard to make people comfortable. I’ve never met anyone who radiates so much pure and endless warmth. It’s truly so beautiful and while I think a lot of fans know he’s like that now, I feel like because of all the dark stuff that went on back in the day some people saw him as aloof and unkind and nothing could be further from the truth. I get why people get obsessed with him, I really do. He radiates such gorgeous energy that you want to be around it and you want those magical hugs. Plus he’s an incredible conversationalist - so fast, so funny, so witty and so full of random ridiculous facts. Eccentric too of course. Like I get it Peter, I get it Carl girls. He’s extremely charming and charismatic, much more in person than he comes across on screen. He has a special energy too, something mesmerising. And yeah being real he’s one of the best looking people I’ve seen in person. He’s shiny. Very shiny - beautiful hair, flawless skin, put together so well, and he has that way of moving that beautiful people always do where they sort of just… leave a glittery trail. One thing I haven’t gotten to see is the two of them interacting much - I’ve seen them in the same space chatting to fans and calling across to each other here and there but never full pelt. I think my entire mind would melt. X

[chenoehi]

been thinking thoughts about KH3, MoM theories, etc a lot lately and this is my current brain rot:

All the Org XIII ancient keyblade wielders seem to treat Sora with either derision or kindness.

Eg. Marluxia and Luxord are friendly to Sora when they’re fading away. Marluxia thanks him and Luxord gives him a card to help him. Luxord was arguably never unkind to Sora prior but he was still antagonistic. Larxene isn’t kind per se but she shows a different side briefly and even smiles at him in the end, which for her actually seemed genuine.

Meanwhile you have Xigbar/Luxu and Demyx. Both of which are, frankly, bastards (affectionately! I love them your honor) to Sora in KH2, DDD, and KH3 even when they don’t need to be. Like, just thinking about Xigbar antagonizing the shit out of Sora in KH2/Radiant Garden and like Cardi B I’m wondering what was tf reason.

Based on what we know of him now, we can make educated guesses as to why he acts that way — his character file is illuminating and offers a lot of insight as to why he may feel differently about Sora, in addition to how nosey af we know Luxu is.

Demyx initially acts friendly but that’s really just him addressing Roxas imo which he makes pretty obvious by speaking directly to Roxas in KH2. And while he was objectively terrible to Roxas in terms of ditching him on missions in Days, he was never actually rude or unkind to him that I remember. For the most part he’s friendly with him both in game and in comics (that I know of). And he seemed alright with Xion.

Sora? Nah. He’s sarcastic as shit and while I love me some barbs, I tend to agree with the opinion that sarcasm is veiled contempt.

In fact contempt is the word I feel fits best for how both Xigbar and Demyx act/feel toward Sora.

But Riku? Demyx calls out to him in Remind and starts talking like they’re besties, he smiles at him softly — which is not at all weird or like his soft smile for Ienzo, no not similar in the slightest — and he gets up in his personal space, which, while not entirely unusual for Demyx, is in contrast to his interactions with Sora. It’s made a little creepy by the odd familiarity with which he’s treating someone he’s supposedly just met — and not even properly. (it’s actually crazy to me but rn I’m realizing the org members almost never introduce themselves to anyone lol Sora has no idea who these people are, like he literally doesn’t know what to call them so he just says “it’s org 13” bc names? what’s a name?)

And this single solitary interaction between Riku-Demyx for me is all just so strange because there’s few people on record in the games that Demyx is actually friendly toward. Xigbar, Ienzo, Roxas, maybe Xion, now Riku. That’s an ..interesting mix. I’m not counting Vexen because dude was finding every excuse to walk away from science boy in RG before getting sucked into the scheme via manipulation (and arguably his own ego, cause you know, he’s the only one who could pull it off bc no one would suspect him). He literally claims himself that he had no real friends outside of Xigbar and we know that association alone is 👀 At one point Axel speaks somewhat kindly of him, but then Demyx was saying how much quieter it was and how he’s glad the loudmouths were unalived in Castle Oblivion. Not very neighborly of him, but then again Axel and Zexion were friendly enough to bet on who’d die next only for Axel to axe (aheh) him so a lot of that backstabbing shit went on. So maybe he was cool with Axel but clearly not enough to be friends with him, even though he apparently wanted friends. (On another note, I still find it super odd Axel chose to defend Demyx to Roxas instead of piling on, we never even saw them interact. It’s weird.)

It’s unfortunate we don’t get to see Xigbar/Luxu interact with Riku on his own but, like with Demyx, I think he would be less bastardly than he is with Sora. Maybe it’s a keyblade master thing, maybe Riku’s just earned more respect, or maybe he just can’t stand that Sora is the ‘hero’ putting others (Riku et al) in danger constantly by needing to be rescued or protected — at least from Xigbar/Luxu’s perspective.

[allurilove]

The wedding inspo was so cute!!!!!!! When I saw the David Guetta from husband’s dream scenario, it made me think, are there any other fun/embarrassing facts about the other OCs from their past high school/teenage years?

Well, yandere professors mother was an entomologist! She was super fascinated with bugs, and she had a whole collection of different types of beetles. When yandere professor was a kid, he liked to watch his mom dissect bugs. It sort of wanted him to become a doctor for some reason, and learn about the human anatomy. He would sometimes find dead bugs around school, take em to his desk and inspect it. To everyone else it was weird as fuck, especially when you see him take the limbs apart.

Yandere husband’s first job was working for his mother. I forget what I said that she did, but I’m sure I’ve mentioned that she was a bit superstitious. She had a side hustle, which was a tiny shop filled with crystals and tarot cards. She also sold books about spirits, ghosts, and folklore. Teen!yandere husband thought she was batshit crazy. But he does keep some sage on him at times. He mostly tided up the shop, sold some items here and there, and worked on his charm. Sometimes his older sisters would come by, but that was mostly to make fun of the crazy uniform he had to wear.

Yandere chaebol is sort of a mommas boy if you couldn’t tell already lol! He sort of fears and respects her at the same time. Whenever he got in trouble with his dad, he went running to his mother because he knew his dad couldn’t do anything to him then. On KakaoTalk (a korean messaging app) his mother is the first name that pops up. And her pfp is of her and teen yandere chaebol at his peek teenager phase. He has begged her to take it down multiple times. Even if it wasn’t an embarrassing picture, he still just doesn’t want to see it. Yandere chaebol was the guy that was annoyingly smart in school. He had the most advantage anyways, since his parents got him tutors in almost every subject. Yandere chaebol didn’t go through an awkward phase like yandere husband did. (a little clue of the yandere quiz).

Yandere stalker took art pretty seriously in school. Like, he would have a meltdown if it wasn’t up to his high standards. He would pull all nighters to put some tiny finishing touches on an art project, and it’ll affect his ability to do well in his other classes. He would be yawning in class, falling asleep, and his math notebook was filled with doodles. He almost couldn’t graduate if it wasn’t for his father slapping some sense into him.

Yandere prodigy was the kid in school that lugged around his heavy ass violin case everywhere (literally me). He had a bus to catch, and he couldn’t afford to go up three flight of stairs to go grab it and run back down again. He was pretty much forced into playing the musical instrument, and actually hated orchestra as a teen. His brother was the true prodigy, but he got into an accident and couldn’t play anymore. So, it got passed down to yandere prodigy. He purposefully played bad at every concert, and he made sure his bow went the opposite direction as everyone else too. However, his parents pretty much gave him a tutor and he fell in love with it.

Calm yandere was a failed minecraft youtuber. He wanted to have a gaming channel, and also wanted to get paid for playing games too. He wasn’t getting as much of attention as he hoped for, and he did have a pretty good set up…. People just happened to think his commentary was ass since he didn’t talk most of the time. lol!

[eeunoia]

Mafia!Jay spoiling his little princess

HE. IS. GORGEOUS.

OKAY! idk if you meant her s/o by the little princess or his actual future kid so i’ll write both.

mafia!jay is very generous. he doesn’t bat an eye whenever he buy you expensive gifts. you want that bag? get it. that dress? no problem. expensive jewelries? you don’t even have to ask again. he doesn’t even check the price tags of these things. for him, as long as it makes you happy, he’s happy. he will take you to expensive restaurants, out of the country trips, all in a vip type of accomodations and stuff. sometimes you will even go to foreign countries just to go shopping. having him will definitely give you the luxurious life. the man was determined to spoil you with love and money.

“jay this bag looks cute, right?” you ask, eyes fixed at the beautiful prada bag you saw. jay smiled softly, finding you adorable and rests his hand over to your waist then kissed you at your head. “okay, we’ll get it.”

“yey!” you cheered. “which color suits me?” then you pointed the available five colors of them. one staff assists you as you try and show jay each one.

he tilts his head like as if he’s thinking hard, but in the end he just said, “it all does, tho?” he smirked then eyed the staff of the store. “we’ll get them all.” and casually handed her his black card.

now... to his little princess. i could only cry whenever i imagine jay as a dad. like this man will be the best, if not perfect, the BEST dad in the whole world. he will be very sweet, gentle and surely gift her everything she wants. he’s just too soft for his little angel, specially if she’s your mini me. she can’t do anything wrong in his eyes.

the way he spoils your little girl is crazy. sometimes it went overboard that jay buys everything she points while you go shopping. even if she doesn’t really need or want it. oh she points on that toy? bought it. that dress looks cute? yours now sweetheart. like her playroom will be filled with expensive toys, limited edition ones! her clothes will all be from luxury brands, some designed just for her! he’s already like that while she’s still a kid, but how about when she grew up? you will be so stressed trying to contain and stop him from literally giving everything to your daughter in a snap.

it came to the point that you took his black card and threaten him that you will not talk to him for weeks if he buys you every color of that one model of a car you mentioned you like.

[gatorboys22]

|•☆•☆•☆{Luck of the cards}☆•☆•☆•|

{☆} in which the boys play cards, featuring my Bug OC Keres and regular bug.

It was a normal night, everyone was bored so Keres decided to get her playing cards out. Shuffling and placing a entry fee of a few dollars. Or other valuables since not everyone had money on them.

Keres did have to teach Timmy and Bug how to play but they got the hang of it. But what caused the older woman's mood to shift was when Timmy kept winning. Causing her, Marco and Bug to get suspicious of him.

"It seems Timmy has lady luck on his side!" Bodie commented to shift attention off Timmy. Marco simply rolled his eyes and backed out giving Timmy a look.

"I don't trust him." Mumbling Marco then looked at Keres. Who was locking eyes with Timmy, causing the young gator to gulp.

"Timmy, Ima tell you now...if your somehow cheating I'm making a purse out of your skin." Keres hissed at the young gator. Who somehow had been winning at cards, even though he's a 'beginner'.

Tension in the room thickened as Timmy shrugged her off. Bodie looked between the two and chuckled nervously.

"Now come on Keres, he wouldn't do that. Plus he said its his first time playin'." Trying to lighten the mood once more. But this time Bug chimed in.

"You know...I would say beginners luck but he's won literally five times in a row." Grumbling Bug glared at the curly haired gator. Timmy shrugged as he turned his attention to Keres who was quiet.

Then he threw his cards down showing off a winning hand. Everyone groaned throwing theirs down as well. Marco shook his head at them all for not opting out sooner.

"Why would I cheat? Not my fault y'all are bad." Giggling, Timmy reached his arms out taking the spoils. When a card fell from his vest, everyone froze.

Bug turned to Keres who looked crazy, grabbing her big knife and lunging across the table. Chaos erupted as Bodie grabbed her and Bug shoved Timmy out the room. Marco sighed as he got up and started to sort everyone's things Timmy tried to take.

"IM GONNA SKIN-" Yelling from Keres wascut off by Bodie shovingher other couch. A stern glare made her huff and cross her arms.

"The knife." Commanding, Bodie smiled gently as Keres handed it over. Sighing he rubbed his face, "That boy really knows how to pick fights, huh?"

Marco snorted hearing Bodies comment, then walking outside he heard Timmy getting ripped into. Bug was scolding him for tricking everyone, especially Keres who out of everyone would fight him.

"Oh com'on it ain't that bad." Timmy tried to reason. But Bug kept eye contact with him, causing the young gator to sigh. "Okay fine. I'll apologize.... Hopefully she don't kill me-"

The Whispering at the end made Bug and Marco laugh a bit. The croc peaked inside and once determined that Keres was calm gestured the two to follow. Where they saw the older lady on the couch glaring at the floor and Bodie cleaning up the table.

"I wanna apologize. Sorry for cheatin' Keres. Kinda of a habit to keep cards on me." Mumbling Timmy looked at Keres, who huffed and got up. Cracking a grin she leaned down looking at Timmy in the eyes.

"Oh I'm definitely takin' you with me when I'm gambling. Your lucky no ones caught you yet, because then you'd be dead." Cackling Keres then wrapped a arm around Timmy. Walking back to the table she sat him down and threw a pouch on the table.

"Holy shit that-"

"Yep, a fuck ton of gold. Now, let's see who can get it ya fuck." Challenging, Keres looked at Bodie, "Shuffle, I'm going against him."

The older gator nodded and started shuffling, Marco sighed and sat on the couch. Bug went and stood by Bodie watching the gator shuffle. Allthree of them wonder if it'll go well, but time will only tell.

[captainharlock]

life updaate cause writing actual diary posts on my blog makes me feel like a person

so the last time i wrote one of these you all saw my big tale of woe back in september fighting for my dumb gay medical exam-- it gets funnierrrrr. to summarize

september: getting all of my visa stuff together. you guys already know you saw it

october: going to montreal for my interview. this was the longest 3 days of my life and the train broke down both ways (genuinely if you live in the GTA and wanna go to montreal just fly. its literally just as expensive to go through via rail and their shit breaks down and you dont get a free snack and its so much longer. i hated itttt. (didn't help that my mom who came with me took window seat both times)) but the upsides were that

1. at my interview i got a really nice old lady US embassy employee and she immediately approved me and told me that i was approved, not leaving anything up in the air. she was so sweet too.

2. i got to go out for dinner that same night with my really awesome long-time online friend fran, we ate at this korean place she suggested and it was such an awesome congratulatory meal given how happy i was from getting approved and also getting to see someone i've known for a decade in person finally!!! we walked around downtown montreal a bit too and it was awesome. just an awesome awesome day.

then the next day i went home, and the rest of october was spent crowdfunding my teeth because they were so evil

november: prep for moving, and i actually got to fix my teeth this month! its so crazy how i felt like my entire head was rotting off beforehand. like i would consistently complain about how it felt like something was... decomposing, in me. its hard to explain. but as soon as i got all the dental work i needed (a whole slew of normal fillings + THREE root canals) the feeling was just... gone. who knew that having holes and infections and rot in the bones in your head would make you feel rotten. huh. thank you everyone who helped with that by the way!!! on the 26th when i had my final appointment i thanked the student dentists who worked on me and got them cards and everything-- i really hope for the best for them in their dental school journey they were so nice to me.

on the 28th i finally did it! i flew out to americaaaa. now i'm here with my wife and everything is okay and fine and its the holiday season. life couldn't be better ^^ thanks everyone who stuck around with me through all the woe of this journey!!!!!!

[wantedman]

r u still doing anon medssages....i saw u mentioned the gash and. the gashhh bro. the gash. i personally knew them back in 2020 when they were a benry hlvrai alter and called themself chitin/333/riotgunk. their family is half white puerto rican and half korean and they went to a private art school paid for by their parents. then their family let them use their moms credit card and they called it abusive when they were kicked off of it. they also said they were kidnapped and tried to be sacrificed for a cult ritual by white people. btw the indigenous hawai'ian they're claiming to be is bc of their grandparents who ironically moved and settled there, they aren't even from hawaii...........sorry i know this is a lot but literally i knew them/their family before they really hardcore got into this bullshit and from when they were still posting on instagram. i can't ever say anything cause i somehow didn't have the foresight to make a giant document compiling all of this from back in the insta days. sarcasm. i did take a day to try and gather up as much stuff as i could a while back and it's a fairly large amount. they surround themself with white tmes who call themselves "ndn" despite........not being that. did some crazy transmisogyny this year and generally native tumblr hates them. they're half white though LOL. what r u going to do eat urself?

see im tryinf not to but i reqlly am fascinated