#i love him

[scarameowy]

this is so Holden Caulfield coded i can see him saying that

[superkursunaskr]

[woundsoflove]

I want you to tell me that you want everything with me.

[holnnetd]

Catfisher!König Part 1

Warning: Suggestive content, mentions of pornography, misogyny, low-key incel behaviour, please be 18 or older if you read this!

Basically college loser!König cat fishing reader for some nudes.

In my defence, I was reading something about a cat shifter, but with my dyslexic ass brain I read catfish, and now it can't get out of my head.

This is the first part, explaining the context a little, to get into the juicy part go to part 3 (Nah I lied to you, part 3 has no smut, I changed my mind it will come in part 4)😊.

This is only fiction, please remember.

Teen!König is an absolute nerd, going to collage just because mommy said that would make her proud. She would only agree to let him join the army after he graduates, of course. Does it matter that he's an adult and doesn't have to listen to his mother's wishes? Absolutely not, he's a mamas boy. And if she wishes he goes to collage, he will.

But sadly for him, school is merciless. In military you have some kind of camaraderie, but collage? Hah, nom..

If you think people grow out of being assholes, you are only half right.

Do guys make fun of him because he's socially awkward? No, they do make fun of him for never getting laid though. It's not like he has a reason to be celibate, no religious background or not any other reason.

He just gets no cunt. Easy. Fucking virgin.

But he does have friends! Or that's what they call themselves!

Do they make demeaning comments about him and straight up just make fun of him in every way possible? Yeah, but that's how boys are. Right?

Not that it matters, he doesn't care about a group of boys bullying him. It's the girls in his classes.

Fuck, those are merciless. Or so he says. Of course a pretty girl with decent grades only gets it through sleeping, he says, fully believing his weird incel like comment.

And every time a conventionally attractive girl looks at him wrong, he's on and about how he doesn't need a lady in his life. He's better off on his own. Yeah König, go sleep with your mom when you're at it.

Tsk.

And there is you. Yes, long introduction, I know. I had to build up the climax (haha)

A gorgeous, overly feminine, hot, confident woman. Ugh, he gets hard when you walk by and he gets a whiff of that smell.

And his bestest of asshole fuckboy friends, seem to take a notice in his little crush, not that he would say it out loud, but he looks like he jacked off to you at least thrice this week.

"Eh, you like?" That one loudest guy ask, jabbing his elbow into Königs side as their gases follows your ass.

König grunts out a noise, probably confirmation.

"Fucking sucks you're ugly." He snickers and that ass kissing fucker behind him laughs too, trying to get closer to that guy's fucking asshole. Tsk.

König rolls his eyes, giving him a dismissive side eye. "Don't you have a girlfriend to fuck, Rody? I'm sure she has been complaining about your bed performance to her friends lately." He scoffs back.

Rody chuckles and shakes his head. "Don't matter. She doesn't know what's fucking good for her." He hums and that boot licker agrees, making some degenerate comment.

Both König and Rody shoot him an annoyed look. No one stands this guy but he refuses to leave their side. A thorn dressed as a leaf, really.

"But if you're that desperate to get something from her, just text her from a fake account. I assure you she won't answer the profile you're stalking her with." He huffs and König scoffs in annoyance. "Why are you so invested in my account activity, Bruder?"

But later that night, in a desperate attempt to get off he started browsing for some good old porn, hoping to get his sickly horny mind off of your body, but not one of those overly erotic videos seems to be getting him off.

Browsing through the categories didn't do shit to him. Solo female? Too old, too old, too plastic, too small toy, too loud and this one doesn't look of age, nope. Absolutely not.

That's not it.

But staring at those he did get an idea, getting crafty after his super friendly asshole friend inspired him.

..., Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

[woundsoflove]

A gentle waltz beneath the sky's deep blue.

Madison Julius Cawein, “Dusk In The Woods”

[vickytaa]

'My world'

Special 300 followers:))

Matt isn't one to upload many videos to his personal channel, so when a video of his titled “My World” appeared on my screen, I was taken aback. He normally asks me what he can do for his videos and asks me for help editing or recording them, so it caught me off guard. I pressed my finger on the screen, and the video started playing.

The screen went black for a few seconds, until a small text appeared:

"The beauty of life is sharing it with the people you love, that's why having you by my side makes everything special. Here's a little video of our adventure together…"

I began to understand what the video was going to be about. A soft smile painted on my face. A warm feeling of love enveloped my heart. The text slowly disappeared and an old video appeared.

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Video number 1. The camera was settling down, focusing on the two of us sitting on the couch watching a movie. Little 14 year old children who didn't know what falling in love meant, but were slowly understanding it.

We were both watching the movie. I slowly snuggled closer to him, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me a little closer. We looked into each other's eyes and smiled, both of our cheeks red from the mixed feelings.

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Video number 2. The camera was in a small tree, focused on us, two 16-year-olds, sitting on a small blanket, enjoying the beautiful view of the river surrounded by trees. We were both enjoying nature, the birdsong, and the silence between us.

Matt looked nervous, but I hadn't noticed. In the video, you can see that we both started talking, but because the camera was a little far away for me to see it, you can't hear much of what we're saying.

A small text appeared at the bottom saying "You can't hear it, but here I asked her if I could be her boyfriend."

On the screen, you can see that I was super happy, I hugged him really tight while nodding with my head.

After a few seconds, we separated a little, looked into each other's eyes, and then it happened. The moment couldn't have been more magical.

Matt pressed his lips against mine, and it felt like the world had paused. Butterflies danced a wild jig in my stomach.

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My eyes filled with tears of excitement. A gentle smile graced my face as I watched my surprised expression in the recording.

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Video number 3. I was holding the camera, showing what we had been doing. "Okay, here's Matt's gingerbread house..." I explain to the camera, showing his house that was a complete mess, while a little giggle escaped my mouth.

"I don't know what you're laughing at because you have to show yours now" Matt said a little annoyed. The camera now focused on his face, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, acting angry. My laughter could be heard behind the camera, which made his tense expression soften.

I quickly rested the camera on the countertop with an evil smile. "What are you doing?" Matt asked curiously.

A few seconds later a food fight broke out. The kitchen was filled with food and laughter, and we were both covered in cream and gummies.

Another text appeared at the bottom: "Definitely not going to do that again"

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Video number 4. Matt was fixing his hair a bit while the camera focused on him. "Okay, after a few hours, thousands of tutorials, and many failed attempts..." Matt turned the camera, focusing on the hairstyle he did for me. "My future wife doesn't have to worry about her hair anymore, right, love?" Matt said in his sweet, peaceful voice.

I laughed softly as I stood up and walked to the bathroom to see the hairstyle in the mirror. Matt followed me and focused on me to record my reaction. A small smile appeared on my face. "I have to admit, it's not that bad..." I explained while looking at the hairstyle, which was actually really good.

Matt quickly turned the camera and rolled his eyes, trying to look annoyed while a big smile betrayed him.

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Video number 5. "I'm arriving at the airport to see Y/n again. She went on exchange to London for about 3 months. Honestly, those were the worst 3 months of my life, you have no idea how much I miss her" Matt explained to the camera, his eyes filling with tears as he couldn't hold back the emotion.

Nick grabbed the camera, continuing to record Matt, "They video called every hour of the day," he explained behind the camera. Matt ignored him, as nerves were eating him up. Suddenly, the car stopped, and Matt ran out of the car. Nick, who still had the camera, focused on the scene happening in front of him. The two of us, at that moment, 20 years old, ran towards each other with our arms open, ready to give an endless hug.

It didn't take long for both of us to reach each other, Matt hugged me and showered me with kisses on the face. We both missed each other so much.

After a few minutes, we both separated a little, Matt wrapping his arm around my waist as we walked towards the car, where his brothers were. Our happy faces said it all.

"Finally, I won't have to listen to Matt cry because he misses you anymore," Chris said as he came over to hug me. We all laughed, and the video switched to another.

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Video number 6. Matt was sitting in the kitchen facing the camera, it seemed like I wasn't there. "Well, I'm recording this for our wedding day..." he begins to explain but stops to take a small breath.

"I want to propose to Y/n. I know maybe 22 is a young age to get married, but she's the woman of my life. I've never loved anyone as much as I love her, and I think proposing to her would be an act of love to show her how much she means to me." Matt said.

You could tell he was nervous, but also sure of his decision. He was seen playing with his small ring, a common habit of his when he's anxious. There was a short pause and then he continued, "I don't have a ring yet, but I'm going to wait a year or two to prepare everything. I want- no. It's going to be perfect."

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The tears that had formed earlier were now rolling down my cheeks non-stop. The happiness I was feeling right now was inexplicable. I hadn't seen that video, surely Matt had forgotten to show it on our wedding.

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Video number 7. The camera is a few feet behind us. Matt and I are nestled on the sandy shore, watching as the sun dips below the horizon.

The sky is ablaze with hues of orange and pink, their fiery reflection dancing on the calm, crystalline waters.

As the rhythmic crash of waves provides a soothing soundtrack, we embrace, lost in the moment. Matt pulls me closer, his kiss on my forehead sealing our bond. My heart overflows with love as we bask in the golden glow of our first vacation together.

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Video number 8. Once again, there we were, the two of us, sitting on a blanket, in the same forest and by the same river as 8 years ago, where it all began.

Everything looked the same - the trees, the river, the birdsong. It was all the same, except we'd both grown so much. We were no longer the inexperienced teenagers we once were, now we were adults.

Despite the distance of the camera, which was in the exact same spot as in our old video from when we were 16, you can see Matt stand up and take my hand to pull me up with him.

Matt began to speak, my eyes filling with tears as I bit my lower lip to keep from screaming with excitement. I already knew what was going to happen.

Sadly, you can't hear what he said, but I remember those words as if it were yesterday.

Matt finished his little speech and knelt down in front of me, opening a small box that contained a wedding ring. In the video, you can see the tears falling nonstop. I leaned down to cup his jaw, pulling him in for a small kiss. As I pulled away, I said yes and we embraced.

After a few seconds, we pulled apart and both started shouting. 'WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!!!!' we both screamed with excitement.

It was a scene I had imagined thousands of times in my mind, but nothing could compare to the magic of the moment.

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Video number 9. "You know it doesn't matter what that test says, I'll always love you like it's the first day," Matt said, trying to calm both of our nerves. We'd tried a few times to get pregnant, but unfortunately, we hadn't had any luck.

We both waited impatiently for the pregnancy test result in the bathroom. The camera, resting on the counter, captured the moment of the beautiful couple.

My phone alarm went off, signaling that the waiting time was over. Matt wrapped an arm around me as I slowly picked up the test. "I don't want to see," I said without thinking. A moment later I regretted it. "No, lie, I do want to," I laughed a little at how nervous I was.

Matt turned the test over and there it was, the long-awaited news. We looked into each other's eyes, not knowing what to say. The idea of becoming parents had become a reality.

We both started crying with happiness, nerves, a bit of everything, as we hugged each other as if we hadn't seen each other in years.

A small text appeared below the video: 'The best news.'

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Video number 10. Matt was setting up the camera on the living room table, while the kids were screaming and jumping all over the place. "Okay, are they ready for the surprise?" Matt asked the kids. Or rather, his kids.

They were both super excited, not knowing what was going to happen.

I was watching them from the couch, a warm smile on my face. "Yes!" the twins shouted together.

Matt went downstairs and came back up with a box with holes. The kids were screaming nonstop.

I grabbed the camera and put it on top of the unlit fireplace, to focus on the whole room. "Okay kids, this is a present from Mom and Dad because you've been very good this year. You have to keep it up, okay?" I said, trying to calm the kids down. They both nodded, their nerves and doubt eating away at them.

Matt slowly opened the box and stepped back so the kids could see. Before they could get closer, a little pug poked his head out to check out the place. The kids started jumping with excitement and ran to pet the dog.

Matt came over to hug me, planting a kiss on my head, both of us enjoying our kids' excitement. He grabbed the camera and focused on them, trying to capture as many memories as possible of the two of them.

"Now we have to choose a name," I said, knowing it would inevitably end in an argument/war. The three of them started throwing out names, trying to come up with the best one, while I laughed nonstop.

"Okay, we're going to be here for a few hours deciding, so we might as well say goodbye," I said as I grabbed the camera to focus more on the kids. "Say goodbye, kids," I told them, and they both waved and said goodbye. Then I focused on Matt, who looked happier than the kids, "Goodbye," he said with a big smile on his face. I quickly gave him the camera to film me, "Goodbye!" I said with a big smile.

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The screen went black again, and I thought the video was over, but a text quickly appeared:

"Thank you for all the moments we've lived together. My love for you is eternal, and being by your side makes me the happiest man in the world. I'm so excited for all that the future holds for us. To my world,

with love, Matthew."

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masterlist.

[dipperscavern]

Real quick can we talk about Jon just... staring? like, his eyes are always on you. and, fuck, I mean, you can't complain

YES WE CAN. especially postres!jon omg….

it’s a piece of the protective nature that was always part of jon, but since he was betrayed by those he trusted, it’s been horribly amplified. he just can’t help but stare.

whenever you walk into a room, his eyes are the first to find you. and whenever he walks into a room, you’re the first person he looks for. you both could be anywhere with anyone and his gaze is tracking you. watching who surrounds you, how touchy they are, looking for any trace of discomfort that crosses your features, even if only for a moment.

maybe it has to do with the faint twinge of annoyance in the back of his mind whenever you’re not near. that uncomfortable buzz of his nerves knowing if something happened — if the sky began falling — you’re too far away for him to reach.

his rationality fights to speak sense to him, to tell him the odds of such things are so slim they’re laughable, but a voice like that has much of a harder time being heard when you’re involved.

jon never thought anything of the sort would happen to him, especially by the hands of people he swore oaths with; by a boy the age of bran. it never crossed his mind, why would it cross yours? the sky’s been stable since the first men, but what if?

he’s very silent about all this, of course. tormunds too deep in his ale & goats milk to notice how jon isn’t listening to his newest story of giant-fucking. if everyone else weren’t so fascinated by his narration of tits the size of the moon, perhaps they’d see their kings gaze hasn’t left their queen since the wildling began — has followed you, tracking your movements with eyes darkening every time someone gets too close.

[logansdoe]

need.

Need and control wasn't a good mix. And someone who is in control at all times. The mix of need. A need for you wasn't something he wanted but he craved nonetheless.

Your sweet taste, voice so melodic it fixes him on a song of fascination. Something he had never listened but he was familiar with deep inside.

Hannibal wasn't swayed easily. But the way your tongue pushes against his. The taste of your soft lips. Always prepared for his taking was something that weakend a part of him that he lost years ago.

He wasn't an aggressive man. Well, not when it came to his lovers. But you, you woke a primal part that was gentle with roughness etched at the edges. Handling with utmost care, as if fragility was a concern in his mind.

But the markings of his fascination, care or even, love was always present on your soft skin. The markings that would overshadow the scars. Marks of his declaration. His songs engraved.

When he would feel your soft walls around his pulsing cock. Engulfing him in such a vulnerable state that he could not help but feel an overwhelming sense of power.

His thumb trailing against your jaw before traveling down to your neck. Every breath of yours was his to inhale. Every inch of you was his to consume.

Something dark in him wonders how you'd feel on his tongue. Would you be tough? Perhaps soft like cream? Melting the moment it hits his tongue because you know it is him. Or would you want him to savor you a while longer to profess your love for him with flavors?

Hannibal wonders these thoughts frequently. It makes his heart detach from his mind for just a second to think on its own. To think of you.

a/n: I need to be loved by hannibal. Not even a joke.

wc: 1334

[twohundredfiftynine]

@fynnjafox SMAIL

TEH SMAILMAN!!

After a good 7 to 8 business weeks, the mail is here! This little snail mail man worked hard to bring you your letters I need to make more snails, this guy was so much fun

[bryqe]

feels the same omg life imitates art imitates life

[ravenshollowcritter]

Naughty and nice ❤️

[twinkchester]

EVERYBODY SHUT UP AND LOOK AT HIM 🥺

[is-this-a-cat]

Yep, that's One-Eye Pete!

thinking about one eye pete. i love you

[that1overthere]

HES FROM PUERTO RICO IN MY HEART OF HEARTS

[livelovecaliforniadreams]