#i melted with love when i giffed this btw. if you even care.

[hotcinnamonsunset]

first look - sugar - the bear 1.01

[mwebber]

what are your favourite martian moments? 😺

thank u for asking eve i'm so glad i get to talk about two of my favourite people on god's green earth <3 in no particular order just off the top of my head...

#1: ABU DHABI 2022 i cannot state just how much brain damage this moment did to me. like i vividly remember freaking the fuck out about the martian interview on sky and talking to the besties and barbi @brawn-gp was like omg another moment do u want me to clip. and i was like YEAH YES. PLEASE. I LOVE YOU (i love you <3) and then i saw it and blacked out and when i awoke it was to this. unparalleled brainrot Truly there will never ever be another

#2. MARRIAGE QUOTE do i need to say anything else. when i saw this for the first time i think i nearly had an aneurysm

#3. SINGAPORE 2008 their first real red bull date.......... i think about them sitting on that couples rickshaw every monday giggling with each other generally being blushy messes sharing secretive smiles like they're the only ones in on a joke. also mark pretending to push seb off a building only to catch him STOP my heart is melting

(tumblr is being dumb and won't credit the gifs properly but they're from thnx-mate-blog)

#4. VLAD RYS GEORGIA K MOMENT this is unironically my favourite pic of seb to ever seb. and of course he's looking at mark. no further comments

#4.5 THE OTHER VLAD RYS GEORGIA K MOMENT. this photo is still so mind-boggling like why the fuck are you looking at each other like that. hi. hello?

#5. MONACO 2010 HUG.

#6. MAKE LOVE TO EACH OTHER / ALWAYS REMEMBER YOUR FIRST TIME. it's literally so fucking funny to me that red bull saw everybody's martian brainrot and was like. wouldn't it be so fucked up if we dropped that mark buttered seb's muffin after china 2009. twirls hair. haha wouldn't it be soooo random. if we did that

#7. WHATEVER THE FUCK THIS IMAGE IS. i can't even look at it for too long i start feeling funny in my tummy

#8. SEB'S LONGING STARE. i ccant believe i forgot this one it should be higher up perhaps

#9. AUSTRALIA 2016/2017. their podiums are SSOOOOOOO.

#10. MATCHING PORSCHES. is it hot in here? do you feel feverish? i feel feverish

#11. RIGHT ONE'S HEAVIER. monaco 2021 when mark casually revealed how much he knows seb still after all this time that seb was like ".. yeah!" like he himself was pleasantly surprised that mark still cares and oh god. somebody hold me

#12. NEARLY SKINNY DIPPING AU CANADA. caliss de tabarnak attache ta tuque mark nhabille pas des sous vetements criss de tabarnak de caliss d'esti de sacrament de

(from thnx-mate-blog)

13. VERY GOOD. i just know they had a Conversation after mark retired that was soo insightful and healing that they still reference to this day. they're very good with each other. btw. if u didn't know.

14. LOVER'S TIFFS. i can't. i can't think about them anymore i think i need to be put in a straightjacket and locked up

#15. 2013 PRIZE GIVING. the way they look at each other...... i'd write 5 million words of rpf too

there's literally so many more moments i want to include on here like mark's "i hope when i'm 70 they're not still asking if i love sebastian" or top gear when mark was like "my dad always said you shouldn't hit boys mate" or when seb and mark were at hangar 7 post 2010 and he went for the wettest limpest high five hand hold known to man or when mark massaged seb's shoulder in australia 2009 or their 1-2 podiums in 2009 or in 2020 when mark was like i've moved on from ferrari for u or "seb didnt expect sex in monaco" or china 2010 when they were bitching with each other or when seb was like i don't understand what he's saying half the time or when seb was on mark's shoulders for a red bull stunt or when they played cricket in australia 2012 or when mark was like we're very well-suited to each other both very handsome in that one magazine or when mark addressed their relationship in like 2014 and said we wished each other well in austria as you do or after multi 21 when seb was like i was racing i was faster i passed him i won and mark was like a cheetah never changes its spots we'll be fine or early on when mark was like we'll get hot chocolate together and i'll be going on about smth that happened before seb was born and he'll roll his eyes or when seb was like i learned a lot from mark or when seb said he'd give mark free hotel toiletries for his bday or when they copied each other trying to put stickers on their car or when someone changed seb's wikipedia page to say he's dating mark or when they did their pepe jeans butt ad or turkey 2011 when they all but caressed each other in 4k or the brazil 2011 cheek cradle or their websites i haven't even talked about their websites yet [I AM FORCIBLY DRAGGED AWAY]

[trulyyours-rune]

Hello 😏 long time no see

I was wondering if you could make my super yummy idea a very yummy story

I was thinking about bill with a sleepy boy best friend and bill and his best friend have messy make out sessions and stuff

I hope it makes sense

Take your time and have a good day/nigh

(Btw your kitten is so cute🤭)

I. Wrote. Again. Especially when half the fandom is dead now 😔 BUT YAYYY, I WROTE! I MISSED Y'ALL 😭 but honestly I love this idea sm ☺☺☺

!GIF is not mine!

Warnings: Making out, foul language, not proofread, not full blown smut.

Bill Kaulitz x Male Reader

You were best friends with Bill Kaulitz himself, a friendship that never tore you apart no matter the cause.

Currently he was staying the night at your house just to get out of the house for awhile. (Tom's frequent guitar blasting.)

You both were on the floor in your living room with your makeshift bed made out of pillows and blankets tossed onto the floor. A movie played on the TV screen as you we're starting to slowly nod off, as usual.

You turned your gaze from the movie to him, your sleepy eyes targeted on him. He looked so... Angelic in the flashing lights with his beautiful features that for some reason made your stomach do flips and turns in a way that you couldn't explain. It only happened when you looked at him. Only him.

Apparently you were so zoned out that he caught you staring. "M/n?" He smiled a little, snapping you out of your daze. "Yeah?" You responded sheepishly. "You not interested in the movie?" You only shook your head at his comment. "No, it's boring. I've watched it too many times."

He nodded, but you both looked away and turned your attentions back to whatever movie was on. This was the time you were barely conscious, nothing interesting was on and the fact it was already 4 in the morning didn't help.

Your head nodded and your eyes were droopy, not to long after he noticed, his eyes going to you for a second. Noticing how tired you are, he tapped your hand, only for you not to respond to his touch. You were of course still awake, but you were half gone from the world.

You were just about to close your eyes, but you felt soft lips on yours... Wait. Soft lips on yours? Your eyes snapped open, looking at him with wide eyes. He was quite into it, considering he didn't even pull away even after you jumped in surprise.

He held the kiss, his lips just felt like a heaven you couldn't explain. Your stomach did the same butterflies it would whenever you looked at him, but seemed more intense. Just being this close to him, especially kissing him, just set it off like an alarm.

His lips started to move a but more against yours, his hand reaching to the back of your neck to pull you slightly closer to him as you couldn't help but just close your eyes and melt into his touch that worked on you like an addictive drug.

Thoughts ran to your head, you shouldn't be doing this. He was your best friend. But god the way his hands fitted perfectly anywhere on you just felt like magic.

Your head was spinning in circles and circles but what caught you off guard was the tip of his tongue swiping across your bottom lip, making you automatically allow his tongue to cross into yours without second thought. You just wanted more and you just couldn't stop.

You leaned into him more, connecting your chests as you kissed him back just as passionately as he was. You couldn't even imagine what was going on in Bill's head right now, but you were to dazed to care. His hands went down your sides to wrap around your waist as he broke the kiss for a mumble and some air.

"You have no idea how long I wanted to do this."

________

A/n: I'M BACK. OMG I'm missed y'all sm 😔💝 I wanted to write for so long but I just couldn't find the courage to, but now I dooo 🥳🥳🥳

[sug4r-sp1c3]

Hi!

Could you maybe do villanous x a reader who has rabbit ears please? Thanks!!

RULES ARE RULFES NO SPECIFIC CHARACTERS OR THINGS ITS BEING A HC UHHHH

ok lets begin since i'm sleepy ITA 1 AM WHAT THE FUCK

"but sugar-sp1c3 you said your limit was 4 character-" I KNOW OKAYI' JUST FORGOT WHEN DOING THIS

VILLANOUS WITH A S/O WITH RABBIT EARS HCS !!

Characters, Demencia/Dementia, Dr.Flug, 5.0.5(platonic?), Black hat, penumbra, Sun Blast, Miss heed(not in order lol)

Demencia / Dementia

she woudl make fun of then

but like

A LOT

"Hey bunny ears!"

i feel like she would bite them idk

i mean yes she mocks of you BUT THATS HER WAY TO SHOW LOVE TO YOU..at least i think!

she haves 2 sides

the left one where she mocks and jokes and bites of you ears

and the right side where she praises you and your eyes and- you are basically her new black hat

she would often play with them

or if you have both rabbit and human she would be like:

"SO YOU HAVE SUPER HEARING!!?! OMG THATS SO COOL"

Dr. Flug

his first honest reaction is that gif sorry i don't make rules

HE THINKS THEY ARE COOL AND PRETTY ASF

HE MELTS IF THEY EVEN MOVE LIKE

HE JUST STARES AT YOU IN AWWE UNTIL HE SNAPS BACK TO REALITY!

unless his with black hat bc in that case he avoids to look at your ears at all cost since the "jefecito" can notice and idk yeah

he would probably want to do some experiments

but only friendly ones!!

like testing if you can do other things

if you have extra sensitive ears

or somthn idk i have no ideas rn

he would like to caress them on his little free time

oh btw he would LOVE if you and 5.0.5 where like best buddies or you would be his second parent-like figure(i swear i am trying to make his non specified gender I SWEAR GUYS)

he just lvoes you and you ears so much

5.0.5

he's a fucking bear bruh 💀

ok so thsi will be platonic like buddies or a second parental figure, or smthn like that

he loves to "talk" about your ears or ask you questions.(if you don understand them he would force flug to translate lmao)

he is very careful when he is trying to touch them since y'know..big paws

but he still tries!!

i imagine if he maked cupcakes the icing would be a drawing of an airplane, of dementia, a chameleon or a black hat idk, for you YOUR RABBIT EARS AND A HEART BECAUSE I THINK THEY ARE CUTE!!!!

he would even "ask" you to use you as inspiration for any dessert, or drawing or smthn.

i bet if he haves a rabbit plushie he gives it to you and/or puts something on the ears(ribbons, little hats, etc) he would be like "bow bow!" [siblings!]

Black Hat

he probably threats to rip off your ears

and eat them

basically hurt you

DUDE HE IS LIKE THE ANTI CHRIST ON HIS UNIVERSE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO TURN HIM INTO A ONCELER?

Penumbra

SHE

LOVES

YOUR

EARS

SHE OFTEN POSTS THINSG ON HER INSTAGRAM(with your consent ofc) LIKE "my sweetie's ears where a bit messy today! so me and sun blast fixed them just a lil bit.... loved the result! 🐇💜"

she would ask if you are sensitive to things like sound or something to try to not let a lot of hard things that can cause a hard sound when they fall or make sure Curie or Sunblast don't throw things

she oftenly tries to impulse you to not cover them! but if you like to have them covered, she would be okay with that too!

the same that flug

she would ask to make some little and non-offensive, experiments on your ears

if you don't want, its okay!

if you want, its okay too!

"look! i got you this! i bet it would make your ears fur brighter!..and curie's too"

Miss Heed

okay she would POST LIKE 10000 HISTORIES, POSTS, AND A LOT OF THINGS IN ALL HER SOCIAL MEDIA

LIKE SAYING "HAH MY s/O'S EARS ARE UNIQUE AND YOURS NOT"

but she would never say that out loud.

she would ask to records tiktoks or anything about them, like idk trends, popular songs or just quick vid like "watch me take care of my Sweetie S/o ears!"

if they are sensitive, during the event of when she had everybody under her control or smthn she would keep you away from them

yes she would be a bit sadistic and evil but she still cares abt you

..or she just does the same thing that she did with them..

when she's at..THAT place..she draws in a corner a lot of little ears, like if she misses you and misses your ears..

if you visit, she would beg to touch them again , to feel them..she would be crazy for it..

Sunblast

Red BEFORE the "The Dreadful Dawn".

Orange AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and BEFORE the events of the comic and The "Heedeous Heart"

Yellow AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and the events of "The Heedeous Heart" and the little comic

even if you where his S/O he would mock of you and of them..

listen he knows you are his S/O but he just..feels like its the right thing or it doesn't matters

he doesn't even minds as i can think

he is just like "oh i am just joking! geez.."

Now under Penumbra's uhm..how do i say it?..NOW WITH PENUMBRA LMAO

he realized that he may have been a bit too much harsh with you..

he persuades Penumbra to localize you or visit you to apologize

if things go well..you both could try again!

and he is better.

He even tries to make you be friends with Penumbra! like he did with her

He still makes jokes but he thinks about them for a long time like

"no..that would hurt their feelings..NO ITS BAD..well- no wait..no..oh...this one may be good.."

he fears of you getting like the other ones..he tries to protect you at all cost

if you do get under Miss heed's..thing

he would be like mad but that multiplicate it for 10 and then for 100

the only thing that keeps him away from hurting heed and all her followers its his current little size and Curie

when you aren't under heeds control he makes sure you and your ears are okay..

he asks everyday if you are 100% SURE IF YOU ARE OKAY

after the Miss heed thing he is worried more than he should be but like c'mon

leave the little guy alone :(

he lost 2 of his most special people in his life just because a pink bitch

[duskier]

if you ever write for farah I would eat it up SO hard u don't even understand

also I've been thinking a lot about transfemme!ghost recently and mmm I was wondering if u had any thoughts?? loved ur last laswell post btw, I love ur writing so very much <3

-🦐

I'm gonna write transfem Ghost so hard for you at some point for your patience however today... today, we are talking Farah.

I love the idea of you being Farah's long distance partner. She is the busiest motherfucker alive, worse than Price and Laswell combined and guess what- she still finds time for you. Texts you cheesy GIFs in the morning and tries to never miss a goodnight text. Every holiday and anniversary you receive something delightful mailed to your front door. Something thoughtful, special, just something that screams how well she knows you and how much she thinks of you.

(FYI definitely don't think about her nose crinkling cutely as she smiles when you send her a corny meme. Don't do it. Just don't. It's too adorable. Kicking my feet rn.)

Farah likes to draw. More of a landscape artist, working with charcoal and graphite in her limited spare time she draws you every sunset, every hill, every cityscape she can. Sends every piece home to you 'for safe keeping'. You are careful to spray down the pages with a proper graphite sealant before you hang them up in your home. Nothing makes you happy like getting to surround yourself with things that are hers, like having excuses to talk about her when you have company over and they ask about the art on your walls.

(Somehow even drawing only in black and white, she never fails to capture the beauty of a sunset on a beach or the sunrise in the mountains.)

Farah is an old fashioned romantic, believes in sending letters home. You are luckily of the same mind, always getting a thrill when you receive a letter from your love. You can't help but shake your head when you get letters from her while she's on bed rest from a bad injury- blood not even washed off her hands when she wrote to you, if the faint bloody streaks across the pages are anything to judge by.

She mourns that the danger of her profession means that the two of you have to be careful at all times when being seen together in public. She rejoices in the fact that you don't just respect the passion she has for her cause, you vehemently support it. Every step of the way, you have given her the gift of understanding. You are a source of relief and comfort for her, the thought of your voice alone providing warmth on even the coldest nights.

Farah always comes home to you in the dead of night. She has to, there are no tearful public airport reunions for you- the risk to your lives is always much too great. Already in civilian clothes, Farah winding herself around you as you're swallowed up in her perfume. Melting into each other because you are so connected and so in love that merely making that first contact has you both sagging with relief.

"I'm home," Farah always says. She is, indeed.

[ifuckinglovedinosaurssomuchjesus]

Just got back from Godzilla X Kong!

First off, just a warning, there are some intense scenes of strobing lights and sound so be prepared if you have epilepsy. Likewise, it is a constant stream of loud sounds and colors with many fast cuts and no room to breath, which means my autistic ass got extremely overstimulated in the IMAX theater and had to cover my eyes and plug my ears at times to calm myself down, so be prepared for that too.

Now, on to my rambly and mildly spoilery first impressions under the cut.

Like I said, this movie has absolutely zero room to breathe. They sliced away every millisecond they could to keep the runtime below two hours and it translates into a film that just not shut up. It's like every scene lasts 30 seconds, even the kaiju battles are so quickly cut that it feels like this gif:

That being said, the actual story when you think about it, before the searing stream of action melts your brain, is very good. It's about how your home is your family, and that's paralleled in both Kong's story and the human story. Jia and her mom are the heart of the film and they've easily become some of my favorite human characters in the Monsterverse.

I'm not sure how to articulate my thoughts the best, so I guess I'll just talk about each of the kaiju and how I felt about them.

Despite getting top billing, Godzilla just straight up does not matter in this movie. It's %100 Kong's story, Godzilla really only matters at the end when he joins up for the big finale fight and even then it kind of feels like Kong had this all handled. In fact, don't kill me, but Godzilla being here just makes the movie worse. Time given to Godzilla takes away time from Kong's story, which as I said feels really rushed. If anything Goji is a fucking asshole, he goes around slaughtering Titans that're just minding their business. What happened to balancing nature? You're going to kill some kaiju peacefully sleeping in the arctic because you want to glow pink now? BTW the power up is completely pointless, he doesn't even seem to do it for any good reason he just felt like a make over I guess.

Kong on the other hand was great, literally just the main character of the movie, he's the one with the most growth and who goes through a character arc. There are some wonderful scenes far away from any humans of just him doing his own thing, having his own adventure. I'm not sure I've ever seen a kaiju movie do that besides, funny enough, the much maligned Son of Godzilla. Kong finds his people, liberates them from a cruel tyrant, and proves himself king of the apes. The scenes of him and Suko bonding are especially strong in my opinion, showing Kong as an ultimately very kind and patient beast with a big heart that he desperately wants to share even with someone who hurt him. By this point, Kong is the most developed kaiju in the series, I love him.

Mothra is in the movie. Yeah, that's about it. Her presence doesn't actually make much sense, the whole "only an Iwi from Skull Island can summon her" meanwhile she just popped out of the ground herself a few years ago to fight Ghidorah. Likewise I was disappointed that she didn't really do anything, she doesn't even have a moment with Godzilla. I thought they were all symbiotically linked and whatnot? Why didn't she join the fight in Rio? Yeah, how about this, cut Godzilla from the movie and have her be the big help at the end. The story spends so much time on summoning her, about as much time as Godzilla goes stomping around, why not have her be the support for the big battle at the end? Also she's straight up magic now, materializing out of thin air, sure. Why not?

Skar King was a fun villain, I can definitely see him becoming a fan favorite. You can kind of tell with the fandom that nobody really cares about the MUTOs or the Mamma Skullcrawler despite being in some of the most beloved Monsterverse films, and that's because they're mostly treated as animals. Ghidorah was the first one really personified and for that he was a wonderful villain that the fandom could latch on to, and Skar King has a lot of moments where his personality shines. Likewise Shimo was great too, a sort of tragic mix of a war mount and a kicked puppy. I'm excited to see how the fandom reacts to her, most of the pre-movie art I've seen makes her out to be this omega asshole but in the film she's arguably nicer that Godzilla.

Yeah, having an hour and a half to calm down, I can say I had a lot of problems with the film. Likewise though, there was also a lot to love. I think I may try to watch it again, on a standard screening next time, to form some more solid thoughts. For now though, I can hope that this movie does well, because even if I'm not the biggest fan I still want to see the Monsterverse continue.

[welcome-to-the-cattle-dome]

mini cooli girlblogging and life updates

art school has been lovely btw :3 we had our big fall exhibition yeasterday and that shit is SO fucking cool oh my god. i love art i love art i love art i LOVE art

also erm. the autism has BREACHED CONTAINMENT!!!!! i like the asexual attorneys now :3c... i still like cats OBVI but yk. someone hast stolen the throne from the king!!!!!!!!!!!!! something i will recommend with my whole chest is talking to people u know irl about fixations like. smthn smthn less of that online echochamber of melting ideas (which isnt bad in and of itself but it has its faults) and having more time to spend doing. Other Things Irl at the Same Time..... tl;dr grass is really cool guys!!!! i prommmmy it doesnt bite

previous statement sounds a lil backhanded to the cats the musical fandom but its not meant to be LMFA)IWHRFGUAJWK............................ only a little. a pinch. but i mean like..... idk. IDK!!!! being into a bigger piece of media that you can Audibly Talk To People About is soooo different from reblogging some gifs every day.... which ISNT BAD but its DIFFERENT and i need some VARIETY in my FLAVOURS!!!!!!!

ok backhanded-more-like-fronthanded though like i dont . think ill be Active active in a fandom space ever again LMFAOOOO..... ik i was already a ghost for cats but im just gonna Lurk About for anything in the future..... love u guys but oh my god even Witnessing some Fandom Space Horrors is so exhausting AJWHAJWHRJA...... yall r kinda crazy /pos /neg /drink some water... idk if its just the size but truly like . there are so many cooler things that i like doing soz <3

i still like posting and sharing art but like . trying to Social my Media is sooo. exhausting when on a scale bigger than how far i can count on my hands

take care besties!!!!!!! hope the slay slems!!!

[peakyblindersxx]

just seen your tags and hate sex can be with a wife reader as well if you get my vibe 🖐🏻 especially some season one tommy and a reader that would be a bit like esme 😁

no, you don't have to treat it like a request... unless...

reminder - tommy shelby x wife!reader

gif by @thesoldiersminute i think i owe you two cakes now cause holy shit.... no words

a/n: good lord, the gif that started this all... anyways my darling lily <3 i hope you enjoy this!! i sure as fuck enjoyed writing it. this might have gotten a little out of hand (ie: very self indulgent) but what the hell.... btw i'm still working on requests (yes they're still open) for a variety of characters, i have a bunch i'm super excited about!!

love, abi xxx

tagging: @lilymurphy03

warnings: nsfw!! smut, reader & tommy being mean to each other, slight praise kink (who am i kidding), choking, this is just.....absolute filth

It was almost midnight, shadows cast across Tommy’s office only by the dimly lit lamps scattered across the spacious room. You sat in his leather chair in your favorite silk slip, a deep purple number all the way from China that made you feel almost daring, a scowl adorning your carefully painted lips, refilling your crystal glass with Tommy’s stupid gin. He was late again, for the hundredth time this month, it’d seemed; pushing you over the precipice from bitterness into anger. Who was he to neglect you, the one who’d constantly dealt with his shit, often joining him in digging himself out of it? Without question, without any complaint? And here you sat, alone, night after night, hating yourself for staring out the window, desperately waiting for a glimpse of headlights to come rumbling up the driveway.

This night, however, it’d seemed was full of surprises, as the bright lights on Tommy’s Bentley almost blinded you as he came racing up the pavement, a clear sign that today hadn’t gone well. Your thoroughly bruised ego, however, could care less. You refused to rise from your position in his high-backed chair; instead waiting for him to stomp up the stairs and find you. The door creaked open, Tommy having no physical reaction to you perched in his seat, choosing to first pour himself a glass of whiskey before lighting a cigarette, piercing blue eyes finally meeting your gaze. Despite all the resentment you harbored, he still looked like a fucking dream come true to you, muscles flexing under his white dress shirt as he twisted the bottle of whiskey open once more, refilling his now empty class.

“Should I even ask, or are you just going to start screaming?”

You scoffed, shooting the rest of your gin. “Like you’ve been around enough to even know how I feel.”

Tommy’s brow furrowed as he took another drag from his cigarette. “Maybe if you weren’t spending so much time flirting with my fucking cousin, I would.”

Fuck being polite, you thought. “Look, I’m sorry that you’ve got some sort of inferiority complex when it comes to Michael but if you haven’t noticed, I’ve been so busy raising our god damn children to be fucking about. Sue me if he actually asks how I’m feeling.” Tommy’s eyebrow raised, and you took another sip of gin, the liquor loosening your ambiguity. “Probably treat me better than this, anyway.”

Fuck. You hadn’t meant that, but it was too late now. In an instant, after carefully extinguishing the last of his cigarette, you were pinned up against the wall, Tommy’s whiskey-addled breath mingling with yours as he slipped his thigh in between your legs, pressing against your core.

“Think he could do better than me, eh?” He practically growled, taking a pause to suck a bruise into the soft skin where your neck met your shoulder. “Think he could take care of you like I do? Fuck you better, even?”

“How should I know? Can’t even remember the last time you touched me,” You snapped back, yet the way you leaned into his touch revealed your true emotions. You couldn’t help but melt under Tommy’s affection, even after all these years. He practically drove you insane, but you could never hide that you loved it. Loved him.

“M’just gonna have to show you then,” he grunted, quickly ridding you of your slip and tossing it aside, leaving you naked except for a pair of black lace panties as you fumbled at his belt buckle, yearning to feel his skin on yours. “Remind you who you belong to.”

Tommy wasn’t gentle in the way he tossed you on the desk, practically ripping off the last article of clothing you wore, almost offended that it was in his way before pinning your hips down, sinking to his knees, tongue lapping at your slit as if he craved you. You couldn’t help the cry that fell from your lips, hands twisting in his hair, tugging hard enough to cause him to groan into your pulsing cunt. He paused only to slip a finger inside of you, curling his finger slightly to press up against your g-spot, causing you to jolt in pleasure, gasping, your eyes squeezing shut.

“Look at me, Y/N,” Tommy demanded, jaw clenched, waiting until your eyes flickered open to close his lips around your clit, sucking lightly as he added another finger, slowly fucking his fingers in and out of you. The noise that left your mouth was obscene, earning a chuckle from Tommy, sending vibrations through your body. God, you were already close, and he hadn’t even been touching you for five minutes.

“Tommy, I…” You trailed off as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, letting go of your sensitive nub to watch you, back arched as your hands gripped at the sheets for leverage.

“Tell me who makes you feel this good, and I’ll let you cum.” You let out a whine, eyes rolling back from the pads of his fingers bumping up against your g-spot, Tommy cracking a smug smile at your wanton desperation. “You can do better than that, sweetheart.”

“You do,” You managed to get out, thighs tightening around his head as he began to flick his tongue across your clit. “Fuckin’ christ, Tommy,” you swore at him, gasping for air. “M’yours, please…”

All too quickly, Tommy stopped his ministrations, only to press his hard cock against your dripping core, body against yours, reveling in the way you squirmed underneath him, desperate for him to do something already, for christ’s sake. His right hand made its way around your neck, squeezing hard enough to send stars across your vision as you gasped for air.

“You’re fucking mine,” Tommy grunted, savoring the way you moaned audibly at his words. “You gonna be good for me, darlin’?” You hated the way you didn’t even think, just nodded in response as he entered you slowly, giving you time to adjust to him.

“God, you look so fuckin’ pretty with my cock in you,” Tommy swore, causing your cheeks to redden at the praise. “Can’t believe I let you go this long without fuckin’ you senseless like you deserve to be.”

“Tom,” You cried out as he started to move himself in and out of you, causing your cunt to squeeze around him.

“Still think he can do better, love?” He groaned as he felt your walls clench around him, quickening his pace, sending your eyes rolling back into your head. You shook your head vigorously, unable to form words as he pumped himself in and out of you, your nails scratching at his broad shoulders.

“Only want you,” You managed to get out, every brush of Tommy’s cock against your g-spot sending you closer to your orgasm. His eyes softened slightly, but his thrusts seemed to get even faster, cries freely falling from your slightly agape lips.

“That’s my girl,” Tommy crooned, watching you come undone all over him, seeming to only fuel his relentless pace as he fucked himself into you, your eyelids fluttering as he fucked you through yet another orgasm, the feeling of you unable to help but release yet again sending him over the edge, pumping you full of him. After a moment, he pulled himself out of you, eyes glued on his release dripping out of you before meeting your half-lidded eyes with his.

“M’fuckin’ sorry,” He blurted out, the vulnerability of coming undone infront of you lowering his guard, lowering his blue eyes to the carpet as he reached into his desk drawer to grab a rag, gently cleaning you up.

“Me too,” you admitted, reaching up to fix the strands of hair sticking up at the back of Tommy’s head from where you had tugged it.

“I’ll do better, alright? I fuckin’ promise,” He murmurred, pressing his lips to yours.

“Only if you promise to fuck me like this more often.”

[natsukitakama]

Being in relationship with Gojo Satoru would include

Author note : got nothing to say about it. I’m his personal hoe even though I’m aware about what Gege-sama said. Let’s say I can’t be saved. It’s too late for that LMAO. Anyway let me know if you enjoy this ♡ (also I changed my head canon’s page setting how does it looks ?) 

Warning : slight nsfw / me simping over a man that would definetly not give me time / also I didn’t catch up with the manga (Japan’s scan cause we’re kinda late in France) 

Update : I didn’t say it obviously I do not own that gif credit to the owner(s) 🙏🏻

Masterlist

Request are Open

a lot of work. 

As Gege said themselves they didn’t see Gojo being faithful or interest on a relationship (still hurt btw) 

But why ?

If we look carefully we can see that his relationship with every superior are pretty densed : he is absolutely against his own cast and I won’t be surprised that he is pretty distant with his family and the member of his clan. Which mean basically they’re not so much people who are closed to him 

He didn’t allow them to be close 

Again since he tends to be pretty narcissistic and is not afraid to threat everyone that might be against him cursed or not. 

So let’s say he got couple of ennemies. 

Then I remembered his first interaction (or at least of the first he got) with Yuta. We all remember what happened to that girl he was so deeply in love, remember what Gojo said ? He actually said that in his opinion love might be the worst cursed or something like that. Meaning he is aware about how dangerous love can be. 

So here’s the thing it’s not like he is not faithful (even though he is into one night stand) but he can’t allow himself to fall himself nor will he let someone falls for him. Because they will became an easy target, they will become his worst weakness. 

Especially since he is super busy it would mean that he couldn’t be with you whenever he wants to.  

So that would explain why he is not really into relationship cause he knows it would be dangerous for him. 

Also I don’t believe he was raised with love, I’m pretty sure he wasn’t closed or never seen any act of love so he is pretty cold about it cause he is used to. 

In addition his personnality is ... well he is piece of works. So it’s not that easy to fall in love with him (I mean deeply in love not just being attracted to his physics) and it’s difficult to make him falls in love too. (It would be for another headcanon) 

But now let’s pretend you went through his childish nature and he let you get to know him and boom you’re started a relationship with him 

He is clingy asf you know that 99% of the time he is walking not giving a single shit about people think about him. That man is so confident he knows no one would dare criticize him for being a clingy or boyfriends and if they do it He would claim that they are just jealous of him. 

Even if he is super chill about everything he would never broke any of your boundary. So if you’re comfortable with him hugging you in public or giving you a deep kiss that’s fine he will keep it for later. 

But that won’t stop that little shit for teasing you. Oh no. It’s even worst if you are shy, oh god he would do anything just to see your cheeks getting red. He just loves it. It’s addictive. 

Cause let’s be real, if he actually started a relationship with you was because he was way too addicted. Your relationship probably started with some one night stand that wasn’t just one but sssh. Then you started to hang out together not dating calling that a date because you guys didn’t want to put a name on it. Then both of you started to be territorial and get upset when one of you flirted with another. It last until You and Gojo couldn’t just sleep or think without being close together. 

He is like a sweet drug you know ? Once you got a bite you can’t just stop. Same way for him as soon as you got him, you won’t be able a le to keep away. 

That also explain why he is clingy he just has to touch you, simple touch deep touch intimate touch he doesn’t care all he needs was you close to him. 

When you guys became serious (put a name on it cause you were already a couple but whatever) the man became even more noisy if that’s even possible. 

He praises you a lot not matter what job you have what passion you’re followed anything. You’re just the best S/O of the entire world. 

Also he show off a lot cause everyone thought Nanami would the first to be in a relationship with a S/O  but he failed 

And oh boy does Gojo loves that. 

He can’t help but remind EVERYONE (including his students of those coming from kyoto) that he is dating you

« Aaah can’t wait to be home I bet Y/N would make those delicious cookies of them. It’s so good to go home to find your beloved. Oh yeah you can’t know that you don’t have a S/O so sad »

You little shit 

As I previously said he tends to not be around that much because of his jobs, but that’s okay he would make it up one way or another. 

I know some people believes that he will take his S/O to the greatest restaurant, or into those luxurious places. It’s true sometimes he just find you to have a good quality time but he also wants to spoil you so it’s good way to do it. 

But most of the time I think he might be into those private date when you’re into a little cafe or having a picnic. Again I don’t think he had the chance to enjoy those private moment with his family when you’re just enjoying the people you loved in the simple way. And he just loves seeing you cook for him it stroke his ego and melt his heart. 

I heard somewhere that he might be touch starved and I agree with that postulate. I do believe he wasn’t raised with love and tenderness so that would explain why he could be so touchy-feely with people and so that’s explain why he is clingy. 

He is definetly into carrying and simple person, he is just a giant baby he loves being taken care of he wants to have your attention 24/7, that’s just who he is. When i said simple,it’s more like not superficial cause he won’t tolerate that he hates when people has the audacity to lie in front of his face or believes they can manipulate him. 

A lot of people tends to think he is stupid or easily to use because of his childish behavior and he hates that. He has a huge ego. 

So he won’t like it if you’re trying to get something from him. If you want to say something just say it. 

Even if he is huge tease he would never judge you or make fun of you (not in a mean way) so he expects you to be blunt about your feelings. If you think he is an idiot for always keeping everything for himself tell him. 

If his S/O is a civilian he might not talk about the jujutsu world at first but then when he realized he was bound to them. Like he couldn’t breath without you he would tell you the truth. 

He kiss a lot. I’m not making the rules he just kiss very easily and each of them have a meaning. Cheeks kiss is to ask you something like buying an ice cream when it’s 4AM (use it with his best puppies eyes cause the fucker knows his effects on you). Nose kiss are like morning kiss, he tends to do it a lot after sex too it’s just another way for him to say I love you but in a cute way. Head kiss is to reassure you that everything would be fine, it’s also his way to comfort you when you’re sad it’s always followed by an « everything would be fine » or « I’m here now it’s okay ». Kiss on your lips could be a way to tempt you for sex who goes along with a bite of your lips of a stroke of your hair, but his kiss on your lips could also be his way to remind you how much he loves and how much he miss you. 

But no worry he is not afraid to tell you he loves you, but he just kept those works for special moment. 

He hugs a lot. From behind when you’re cooking for him, cuddle you while watching a movie or put you against his chest so you would climb around his body like a koala 

Nest your face against his neck and he would melt right now. The feeling of your breath against his skin damn he got shivers all the time 

Time to time don’t forget to stroke his ego like cuddling him and tell him how good you feel like you feel safe. He needs time to time (also even if he might tease you a little bit, do that and you’ll get extra kiss and cuddle time)

Also he can’t say no to you. Puppy eyes are useless just took his hand and ask him slowly to do something and he would do it. 

The problem is you can’t say no to him too. Cause 1) he is super convincing when he wants to 2) because he knows you can’t say no to his pretty face especially his eyes 3) and if you’re fighting his attraction over you he would use puppy eyes on you. So either way he got what he wants. 

You guys definetly got some « sweet » dates at 4 AM : like he just woke up because he dreamt about those delicious mocchi he tastes when he first met Itadori and now all he could think about was those mocchi. So he got you at 4AM to buy and share some mocchi together. Even though you hated being woke up like this you couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that he woke you up so you could share a meal together 

It comes from nowhere but you guys have sex a lot. He is horny it’s written on his face I can’t change that. He is intoxicated he can’t help it but need to feel you clinching around his dick, bitting your lips and scratching his back as he thrust into your core. 

He daydreams a lot and 99% it’s not pure at all

He sext you a lot even during a meeting, he just took his phone and text you about how boring the meeting is and how he wish he could just ravage you in front of them so they would shut up for once. 

He is pretty open about everything when it came to sex it’s not like you can break him or anything but he loves it every time you came to him asking for something you might want to try but be afraid he won’t be agree or might hurt him.

It’s so cute that you thought you could hurt him physically 

Somehow he managed you to have sex in his office which you were kinda up to it but he also convinced you to do it on a car as soon as ljichi left for a call. He can’t help it you were just so cute so tempting looking like this by his side and well he is into semi-public sex he just don’t give up a fuck LMAO who’s gonna say yell at him anyway ? He is THE Gojo Satoru. 

Not sure if I said it before but he won’t mind dating a simple human, he is just so bitter about everything his world is a mess so it’s fine that he can’t be normal, just man hanging around the personne he loves without thinking about his position about his clan, the cursed. Just couple of hours during his day where is just your boyfriend, he cherish that. 

It doesn’t mean he won’t date an exorcist, but it might be even more difficult since he can’t help but wondering if you’re actually into him (which is hard considering his antics) or if you’re into his position. But if you managed to show him that you actually didn’t care about the whole clan, position and everything yeah he would be into you. It would be more simple cause he can be with you 24/7 or at least as much as possible, and protect you even though you don’t actually need someone to take care of you. He just has to do it. 

He spoils a lot, remember how easily he would book a restaurant for his students ? Same things it’s even worse cause sometimes during a mission he walked around a new street and it’s like « damn that’s look yummy » and after being sure nothing could harm you (especially if you’re allergic of If you a vegan or veggies) he would book a reservation and then took you on a date. 

He does that a lot, since he can’t manage to have quality time as much as he wanted he just does things like that so you can share a meal together and also because he can tease you during the whole night then teleport both of you into his house for « sport » activity. 

Also he tends to buy some many things, like he could walked in Tokyo and see a grandma selling some candle he would buy it just because it seemed aesthetic for him, and now everytime he saw something that reminds him of you he buys it. So you guys got plenty of things that you can’t throw away since Gojo linked them with a memory of you. 

Speaking of things who belongs to you, he wears your clothes and you wears his, remember how easily he wore Nobara’s skirt he is pretty skinny he can wear anything and won’t bother asking you first. Just get used to it cause he doesn’t plan on giving up. 

I do believe that a relationship with you force him to be more « mature » or at least not always acting like a child. But let’s be real he would still act like a baby you sign for this. 

In the end it’s an healthy relationship even though he tends to be flirty sometimes, he would be careful if he noticed that you’re not comfortable, or he would make sure to reminds you that he is actually in love with you, he won’t go anywhere. No matter if you’re an exorcist or not, you would still be afraid that one day he won’t comeback, so he makes sure to spoil you, love you to erase that fear. He is the strongest and doesn’t plan on leaving you soon. 

[hannya-writes]

I've Always know

Serie Title: Melting Waltz

Title: I've Always Know

Fandom: Star Wars

Pairing: Obi Wan x Reader

Other characters: Anakin (mentioned)

Category: Drabble, fluff, romance

Warnings: mention of dead.

Author's note: This is from a series of drabbles I've been writing. The title is from the song of the same name by Abel Korzeniowski, it sound sad but romantic and nostalgic, perfect for this. BTW, the gif is not mine! I found it on Google Images, don't kill me!

• • •

— Y/n, where are you going? — Obi Wan asked as he saw her walking through one of the halls. The young woman stopped and turned to look at him.

— I'm leaving with Master Tesla — she said with a smile — there is this little planet were people is in the verge of a war...—

— You got here yesterday — he commented making her stop mid sentence.

— I know, but there's so much to do, so much people need us— she sounded worried almost sad

— I'm aware of that but, I need to tell you something — he confessed in a murmur getting her instant attention.

— Well, go ahead Mr. Negotiator — she said with a teasing smile, sounding more like his best friend that the perfect jedi she was.

— In private— he took her by the hand and pulled, guiding her through halls and rooms.

— Obi! — she scolded him, but let him take her away from her mission, away from the hall that guided to the hangar.

— I know that this may be strange and confusing — he started as they got to a meditation room. She noticed that Obi Wan's hand was still holding hers — we have been friends for a long time, and even if it goes against the code I want to tell you how I feel, how you make me feel when you smile at me, when you look at me — he rambled incapable to say the right words.

— Obi, you are making me nervous, just say it— she asked nicely squeezing his hand in a comforting manner. — what can go wrong? —

— I... Well, I... — he hesitated awkwardly, looking around nervously, just to stop to look at her eyes — I care about you, you-you, you are important to me — she laughed wholeheartedly.

— I know, Obi you too are important to me — she said keeping her gaze in the blue ones of the Jedi, disarming him.

— I'm in love with you — he admitted in a sigh.

Obi Wan saw her lovely eyes go as big as they were with surprise, she blinked twice then she took a step closer, her hand grazed his bearded cheek. A blush bloomed in her face and slowly the smile came back, her gaze warm and welcoming.

— I always knew — she admitted and Obi Wan suddenly realized that one of her hands was in his neck as the other cupped his cheek. — I've always know — He moved out of pure instinct and made the space between them disappear in a kiss.

Her lips were soft, warm and had the sweetness of a fruit. It felt so good to be able to express his love in a kiss. To know she loved him back.

"Obi Wan" A voice called him from outside the meditation room, but he didn't paid attention to the call, his hands caressed the cloth of her robes, the softness of the blouse and the warm of her body under it. For a moment that was the only thing he cared.

"Obi Wan" they insisted and he recognized the voice as his Padawan voice, not little boy Anakin, but Adult Anakin. He stepped back, turned towards the entrance.

— Anakin? — he asked confused, Anakin was barely 11 when she had died, Y/n looked like she was in her twenties but him? He looked like the age he actually was, in his thirties. It didn't make sense.

He was remembering. However that day, many years ago he hadn't confessed his feelings for her. Instead Y/n had laughed saying "We are talking" when he asked to talk with her. She hugged him in the hall and told him "Tell me when I get back" but she had never got back. Not even her corpse. There was only an option, a sad option:

He was dreaming, Anakin was waking him up.

"Be careful, Dear" she suddenly said pulling him into a tight hug. It felt so real. Her lips graced his ear as she said those words and the next: "I love you"

• • •

Another part of this serie:

Before Our Masters Found Us

[lokisprettygirl]

Thoughts about The bodyguard

What the heck was that, 30 is worse than 29. its so much more sadder than the other one for me. What the heck woman.

okay first of all, did you make a titanic reference or metaphor because that as low and it hurt

Now for the full possibly lengthy rant

first of all, you exposed my weakness. Im a huge sucker for crying when it comes to men. All i want is to console them when the start crying and it actually pains me when i cant. What are you doinggggg

I cant, I really cant. I can imagine it. Him sobbing and clinging on to her. the roles have reversed. what are you doing to me. he was sobbing and all i want to do is to hold him and console him. damn it woman

Darling please stop crying my love.

Damn it im shaking

and for y/n I get why shes doing this. she really is sick of this. of getting hurt. and she also want to protect him like always. I get that shes hurting and he only added himself to that. whyyyyyyy

*bangs head on the wall

You did say they were horrible with words. But that was fucking awful. that better continue as 'im not picking you loki, there was never an option or some shit

*sad and broken loki from tdw

sorry if im rather aggressive, you just exposed a weakness and poured alcohol to the wound

what the helll woman

*crying

this was beautiful btw

from your lovely 😭❤️💜💙💛💚😭

im just gonna go curl up and cry

this had alot more gif but it wont process

*mad

now im just doing it for fun but i im still hurt from the chapter

Did I make a Titanic refrence? It wasn't intentional I promise 😅

Last chapter was her side and this chapter was his, men crying gets me all soft too but loki crying?

That crushes me so him on his knees, clutching into his lover and sobbing furiously was so hard to write but that's why I love him so much, he gets my emotions running

I think her words can mean either of those things or both but we will see, she was scared that his touch would weaken her so imagine him sobbing like a baby on his knees in front of her, she's definitely melted into a puddle.

Not just that but the fact that someone would even care enough about her to beg her to keep him is also going to affect her decisions.

Thank you my lovely, I love your aggressive rants as you must know ☺️💚💚

[sharkbait77]

The Singer (Marcus Pike x f!reader)

Chapter Three

Warnings: Mention of food/alcohol, language, pure fluffy fluffiness (I'm such a softie I'm sorry 😭)

W/C: 4.2k

A/N: Notes at the bottom! And I'm running out of gifs to use of scruffy faced Marcus. I'm gonna have to shave him soon 👀 I hope you enjoy our soft boi in this chapter! 🥰

Just as a reference if you need help understanding the different formats:

«Phone conversation on their end»

Thoughts

Text messages

Song mentioned:

Chapter Two | Chapter Four

The Singer Masterlist

Gif by me! Yes it's Teresa but it still fits & I only care that it's his hand lol

«Oh my god, I'm melting!» Celina yells in her phone enthusiastically. You giggle as you wait for her eagerness to calm down.

You had barely taken your shoes and jacket off after getting inside your apartment when you immediately dialed up Celina's number to tell her about the night. You feel like you're having an out of body experience. Sure, your heart is still guarded and unfortunately, you'll most likely have your doubts throughout the relationship, but you truly feel like this could go somewhere. You want to give yourself that chance and allow Marcus to help heal your heart, maybe doing the same for him in return.

"So he's picking me up on Saturday and I'm freaking out a little," you say and chew on the skin around your nail beds.

«Why? Don't be! Just treat it like how you did tonight!» She encourages.

"But it's a legitimate date this time, I have to do my hair and makeup perfectly and find the perfect outfit and-"

«Girl, have you seen your closet? You have nothing but perfect outfits!» She teases and you chuckle, lowering your fingers from your mouth.

«You don't need to try to be perfect hun, just be yourself! Be the girl he has already seen in front of him.» You smile at her heartfelt words. «I bet he's already in love with you!»

"Okay, you're not helping!" You laugh, placing your hand on your forehead. "I'll talk to you later, I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'll probably be calling you on Saturday so I can freak out some more."

You say your goodbyes and hang up, sinking yourself into your couch and smiling widely. Your head is buzzing from a sugar rush, but you can't tell if it's because of the pancakes or because of Marcus. You walk to the kitchen to make some sleepytime tea, hoping it'll relax your nerves enough for you to get some shut eye.

* * * *

You take a shower and climb into your comfy pajamas and the tea works its magic as you relax on your plush bed, surrounding yourself with pillows and your soft blanket enveloping you in warmth. Your eyes get heavy and you feel yourself on the brink of sleep when you hear your phone vibrate on the nightstand. You try to ignore it, but it vibrates again and you figure it's Celina probably sending you a funny video. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you reach over to grab your phone, the brightness from the screen stinging your eyes from the time they had adjusted to the darkness. You blink a few times until you can see the screen clearly.

555-9057: Hi Dulce :)

555-9057: Made it home. I had a great time :)

You bite your lip and smile at the messages on your lock screen, heat flashing through your head seeing him call you the nickname you gave yourself in his phone. And just like that, you're wide awake again. You unlock your phone and before you can type a reply, he sends another message.

555-9057: It's Marcus btw

Marcus groans to himself as he sends that last message. What the hell was that? Of course she knows it's you. Dumbass. He watches the screen and holds his breath when he sees the text bubbles pop up and he waits nervously for your reply.

Dulce💋: I'm glad you specified! Right after you dropped me off another guy took me out for dulce de leche pancakes and I also penned myself as Dulce in his phone 🤭

He chuckles out loud in the quiet atmosphere of his apartment, the sound bouncing against the walls and reverberating around the living room. Damn, she's good.

555-9057: Okay okay you got me, don't have to be so mean :P

So he's a classic emoji kind of guy, you smile as you make a note and file it in the little 'Marcus Pike' folder in your brain. You hit his phone number and tap the plus symbol to make a new contact in your phone. For some reason, you find yourself struggling as you try to figure out what to put his contact name as.

Agent Cutie

Nope, delete.

Agent Pike

What are you, his secretary? Delete delete.

Marcus

Should I put an emoji? Which one? Can't be a heart. You are seriously overthinking this.

Marcus Pike

Yeah, okay. I guess.

Me: Why did it take so long to get home? Do you live far?

Marcus Pike: It was about 30 min from your place :) not too bad

Thirty minutes?! Great, now I feel bad.

Dulce💋: Wth if I had known I wouldn't have let you drop me off! 🙄

Me: Don't worry about it! I was more than happy to ;)

Shit shit shit I didn't mean the wink! Why are they right next to each other?! Do I say something? Oh god, way to go, you ruined it.

Dulce💋: Then I'll give you gas money!

Marcus takes a breath of relief when he sees that you sidestepped his accidental wink emoji. After he catches his breath, his phone chimes again.

Dulce💋: And I won't take no for an answer 😉

Okay, there's no way she sent that by accident. Is she flirting with me? Do I flirt back? Why are my hands so sweaty?

Dulce💋: It's time for bed, those pancakes made me sleepy 😴 good night Marcus ☺️ See you Saturday!

Marcus smiles to himself and he anticipates seeing you on Saturday. He sends you another text and walks to his restroom to take a quick shower before climbing in bed.

Marcus Pike: Can't wait :) good night!

There's no way you can sleep now, but you said good night for his sake; he had a long day at work, plus he took you out and then had a long drive home. You know he must be tired. Your heart races as you scroll through your short text conversation, rereading the messages and giggling softly.

Did he mean to wink? It was probably an accident, considering he types out emojis instead of using the newer, more convenient ones. You just couldn't help but send one back, though; hiding behind the screen helped you to flirt openly with him. You roll onto your side to face the TV on your dresser, turning on a true crime documentary and letting it eventually lull you to sleep.

* * * *

Saturday comes around quickly, much to your delight, but as you wander around your room looking at the many outfits you laid out on your bed, your dresser, even on your couch, the nerves set in fast. You pray to whoever’s listening that you don’t seize up when Marcus picks you up. Which is in fifteen minutes. You already have your hair and makeup done, all you need is to pick an outfit. Simple in theory. Just pick one! You chew your lip nervously out of habit before stopping as soon as you realize you probably just messed up the red lipstick you had applied earlier.

You rush to the bathroom mirror and sure enough, there's a bare spot on your bottom lip and the lipstick has transferred to your front teeth. You groan in frustration and grab a makeup wipe to carefully remove the ruined lipstick and you brush your teeth again until it's all gone. You reapply the same shade of red, pleasantly surprised with yourself that it came out better than the first time. You take a deep breath and try to calm down, telling yourself that the first outfit you land your eyes on will be the one you wear. You count down from three in your head and enter your bedroom.

Okay, maybe not that one. You decide to close your eyes and try again. When you open your eyes, they land on a different outfit. Not that one either. You sigh harshly through your nose. Why is this so hard? You walk over to your nearly empty closet for the umpteenth time and your eyes catch on to a dress hidden in the corner that you had surprisingly missed before. This one.

It's a spaghetti strapped, black, bodycon dress with a lace overlay, flowers printed on the fabric throughout. It hugs your body in all the right places, reaching down to your knees, and you take a look in the floor length mirror next to your dresser as you put on your black, open-toed heels, smiling brightly as you feel confidence shooting through your veins.

Adrenaline gets mixed in as soon as you hear a knock on your door. Five on the dot. You grab your black cardigan and purse off the couch and open the door, your breath taken away by the handsome man in front of you. He's carrying a box of chocolates and it fumbles in his hands, nearly falling once his wide eyes see you. He looks at you from head to toe, making your heart race as you feel heat rushing over your body in line with his gaze and you shift your weight from side to side anxiously.

"Wow," he says breathlessly, unable to say anything afterwards.

"Wow yourself," you smile, looking over his own outfit: a navy blue suit and a black, button up shirt underneath, paired with black dress shoes. He slicked his hair back and cleaned up his beard slightly. He really is a gorgeous man.

"Uh," he stutters and glances to the box in his unknowingly tight grasp. "These are for you," he smiles shyly as he hands you the chocolates.

"Thank you," you say, giggling at the indents his fingers made on the sides of the box and you turn around to leave them on your entryway table.

You turn back to face him and see his eyes look up quickly and you wonder if you just caught him staring at your bottom. Your suspicion is confirmed when his cheeks flush pink. You laugh softly and he holds his arm out to you.

"Ready?" He asks and you can hear the nervousness in his voice.

You nod and link your arm in his, letting him help you down the stairs. You're starting to love the way his arm hugs yours as you walk and the warmth of his body mixing with yours. Your footsteps even sync up together in a slow cadence. He walks you to his car, letting you hold your weight with his arm as you slowly lower in the seat, your movement restricted by your tight dress and high heels.

You thank him once you're seated, buckling your seatbelt, and he walks to his side, sitting down and starting the car. You notice the radio is on this time, playing at a low volume, and you think to yourself that he probably only forgot to turn it on last time.

The aura is tense in the car, both of your nervous energies dancing in the air together to the music. You try to think of something to say, resorting to looking through your mental file of basic conversation starters. The weather? No, too basic. Say something about the music. No-

"You look really beautiful," Marcus finally breaks the silence. Your head snaps up to look in his direction and you share a smile, thanking him and returning the compliment.

He takes his eyes off the road for a couple of seconds to look at you with a soft smile and turns his attention back to driving straight. He would keep his eyes on you if he could, but he'd rather not get into a car accident and ruin the night. So he just waits patiently until the next moment he can steal a glance. He takes a peek at you while you're stuck at a red light and he sees you picking at your cuticles nervously. He rubs his clammy palm on his pant leg, hoping to dry up any sweat present as much as possible. Before he can think twice about it, he reaches his hand over to grab yours.

Your heart jumps in your throat from the action and you look down in shock at his large hand covering yours completely. The blood rushes to your cheeks; his hand is rough from work, but soft and gentle enough that it's not uncomfortable. And warm. So warm. You stop picking your cuticles immediately, now memorizing the fine wrinkles in his hand and the ridges on his knuckles.

"Are you okay?" He asks, not moving his hand from your lap as he starts driving again.

"Yeah," your voice makes an embarrassing harmony, splitting in two different octaves from disuse. You swallow some saliva to lubricate your vocal cords and try speaking again.

"I'm just a little nervous," you admit.

His hand is still resting on top of yours; you're not sure if you should open your hand up to face your palms together and hold his hand as well. Alas, you take too long to make a decision and he pulls his hand away to grasp the steering wheel, bracing for a left turn.

"Please don't be nervous," he smiles with his pearly white teeth and it only makes you more nervous. How is he this handsome?

"It's just me," he adds as he pulls up to the restaurant, putting the car in park and removing the key from the ignition.

"'Just you'?" You quote him inquisitively. He nods and you shake your head with a small chuckle.

"What?" He chuckles with you.

"It's not 'just you' though, is it?" You reply softly.

You wonder if he's uncertain of himself and his ability to make women — i.e. you — weak in the knees. He seems oblivious to it and it makes him all the more charming to you. You see his eyebrows furrow and before he can ask what you mean, you turn to open the car door.

"Wait," he tells you, rushing out of his seat and over to you to help you out.

You wanted to manage it yourself, but you know you must look ridiculous with how bad you're struggling to get out of the car. He chuckles at the sight once he's on your side and he holds his arm out. You hold onto his forearm tightly and pull yourself upward as he lifts you as well until you're firmly planted on your feet.

"Maybe this dress wasn't a good idea after all," you giggle.

"I think it was," he flirts and you look away as you smile shyly.

You walk together up the steps to the front of the restaurant and Marcus apologizes for not warning you about the stairs. You tell him not to worry and though you can feel the ache in the arches and heels of your feet, you don't complain. He holds the door open for you and you walk in, your eyes instantly catching on the glimmering, crystal chandelier hanging in the waiting area. The lights are dimmed in an amber glow and there are pillars with intricate carvings and vines wrapped around the stone throughout the entirety of the establishment.

You gasp to yourself; this place must be expensive. How did you go from pancakes at grandma's house to a fancy, Italian restaurant like this? Your ears catch the sounds of a violin, but it's too close to just be playing from a speaker. Sure enough, you look further into the restaurant and see a man in a suit playing a violin. A live violinist?! Marcus joins your side again and notices the look of astonishment on your face.

"What's wrong?" He asks and you jerk your head to look at him, not even realizing he was standing next to you.

"Marcus, this looks like it's going to be really expensive."

You whisper in his ear so you don't offend any of the staff members and the height from your heels allows you to reach his head a little better now. The hot breath from your mouth tickles his ear and a bolt of arousal shoots down his spine. He laughs it off and leans his mouth to your ear in return.

"I like to make a fuss," he says, the deep tone of his voice giving you goosebumps. "Don't worry about it," he says in his normal tone as he stands up straight again.

The maître d' greets you two as you walk up to the host stand and Marcus gives the man his name for the reservation. The maître d' informs Marcus the table is not quite ready yet, adding that you're welcome to wait at the bar. Marcus looks at you to get your opinion; you say yes and Marcus lightly places his hand on the middle of your back, guiding you as you walk over to the bar top together. You take a seat in the soft barstool; it's easier to sit on since it's basically at standing height. Marcus removes his hand from your back to take a seat, his fingers gliding against the delicate lace of your dress across your spine and you shudder. Thankfully, it goes unnoticed.

The back of the bar is riddled with an assortment of different liquors, both American and Italian, and they're resting on lit up shelves. You look at the drink menu and your mouth opens in horror at the prices listed. This is definitely too much money. The bartender comes your way and Marcus orders a campari and grapefruit juice, immersing himself fully in the Italian culture. You say you'll stick with water and excuse it as you not feeling like drinking tonight. Marcus doesn't question it further.

The two of you comment on the decor of the restaurant, mainly the paintings hanging on the walls, and you mention that you love the lilies resting in the painted, ceramic vases and Marcus takes note of that fact. A waitress walks up to you and Marcus to let you know your table is ready and he finishes the last of his drink and stands, offering you his hand this time instead of his arm. You smile as you take it, your heart thumping in your chest as you let him guide you while you both follow the waitress.

The restaurant is bustling; heavy sounds of conversation and cutlery clinking on plates as you walk through what seems the entirety of the restaurant until the waitress leads you to a small, private patio. A round table is seated there, covered by a red tablecloth and adorned with a single, tall candlestick, burning a light glow. There's a cylindrical basket full of bread sticks and two water glasses, condensation running along the sides and onto the cloth. Marcus pulls your chair out for you, helping you to sit and scooting you in and sits down across from you. You hang your cardigan and purse on the back of your chair and take the menu the waitress is holding out to you.

You both thank her and she leaves, stating she'll be back soon to take your order. You marvel at the privacy Marcus planned for you two and you take a sip of your ice cold water, reveling in the relief washing through your dry throat. You flip open your menu; the options are minimal and are all expensive. You immediately scan for the cheapest dish: a $30 plate of chicken cacciatore. You feel guilty; you never want Marcus to break his bank trying to take you on a date. You glance at him and wonder why he would do all of this just for you. Did he really think you were that special?

You find yourself missing that little pancake diner and the time you shared there. There, you only felt the budding emotions consistent with a high school crush, but in this moment now, it's real life and mature adult feelings and you feel it much stronger in this environment. Marcus senses your mood change and leans forward to ask if you're okay, but he's interrupted by the waitress. You order the 'cheap' chicken cacciatore and he orders the tajarin al tartufo. Whatever that is.

"Why did you order the cheapest dish?" Marcus asks once the waitress leaves.

"Because I wanted to," you give him a sly smile to convince him otherwise, but he sees right through you, giving you a look of disbelief. You sigh.

"Because Marcus, it's too much money," you say sadly. "I mean, how much was it to get this private patio set up?"

"That's not important to me," he shakes his head. "This is our first proper date and I wanted to make it special."

Damn it. Why is he so thoughtful? And so damn cute?

"It's not that I don't appreciate it, I'm blown away by this, but I'm just... I'm not used to it," you pull your lips into your mouth slightly, mindful of your lipstick.

"Is that why you didn't order a drink?" He asks. You give him a lopsided frown and shrug your shoulders, your expression answering him instead of your words. He sighs and tilts his head to the side.

"I don't want you to worry about how much everything costs when you're with me; let me spoil you. You deserve it."

Let me spoil you. You deserve it. His words float around in your head, your eyes filling with fondness at the thought. You didn't think you deserved to be spoiled; your ex made sure of that much. It's exhilarating to say the least; this man you barely know ready to do anything for you at any time. But you like it, and you think in time, you could learn to love it. Learn to love him. You blink wildly and you inconspicuously shake your head at that last thought.

It was definitely way too soon to be thinking like that and it scared you that it entered your mind at all. It must be the ambiance of the restaurant. You think about how you should protect yourself in case this takes a wrong turn and you debate on placing that in the priority spot in your mind. Marcus can see you fighting your own thoughts and he tries to lighten the mood.

"I also might be trying to impress you for real now," he smiles.

You chuckle and shake your head. Marcus thinks to himself how beautiful you look under the moonlight that's shining through the glass awning above your heads, face lit up by the glowing candle. He can't stop his mouth from saying what he wants to say, not in this romantic atmosphere.

"I think you're a wonderful, beautiful woman and... I really like you," he adds, reaching across the table for your hand and you let him hold it, tangling your fingers with his.

You're positive he can feel your pulse through your fingers or hear your heart pounding, the blood whooshing in your ears muffling any other sounds from coming in. As much as you want to protect yourself, the look in his eyes only draws you in and you can't hide the truth from him or yourself, your confession spoken out loud for the first time for you both.

"I like you, too, Marcus." He smiles happily at you.

There must be something in the water here.

"Do you think it would be okay to keep this up?" He asks, meaning the dates, and you can't stop your head from nodding yes and you give him a sweet smile.

Marcus lets go of your hand, letting his rest in front of him and you take a deep breath, trying to shake your nerves from the exchange that just took place between you. You grab a bread stick and attempt to take a small bite; you and Marcus laugh together as your small bite accidentally turns into a big one, the stick breaking in the wrong place and leaving a large chunk of bread hanging from your mouth. Of course, leave it to something awkward happening to you to break the tension. But anything to see his face come together in joyous laughter.

* * * *

"Thank you again Marcus, that was actually very delicious," you say while Marcus begins the drive back to your apartment. "I see why it was so expensive." He hums in agreement; his smile hasn't left his face since the restaurant.

You listen closely to the new song that comes on the radio, trying to make out the tune until it gets louder and you realize it's "At Last" by Etta James.

"I love this song," you say under your breath. Marcus hears you and turns up the volume slightly, earning a bright smile from you. You look back out the window and sing the lyrics softly.

At last, my love has come along,

My lonely days are over

And life is like a song.

Marcus's heart races as he listens to the lyrics being sung by you and they hit a little too close to his heart. You don't realize at first the meaning behind them, only enjoying singing along.

At last, the skies above are blue

My heart was wrapped up in clover,

The night I looked at you.

You now realize the words are identical to how you feel. You wonder if you're falling too fast for Marcus. This was only your second date and there is still so much to learn about each other. You have a whole past to open up about, which will be a defining moment for your relationship. But as you look over at Marcus and you feel the tender organ in your chest beating fast, you think to yourself that it can't get much better than this. What's the harm in trying?

Chapter Two | Chapter Four

The Singer Masterlist

A/N: Okay just wanted to explain what Marcus ordered if you're interested! *DESCRIPTION OF FOOD/ALCOHOL COMING UP* I'm not an expert so correct me if I'm wrong! According to Google:

Campari is an Italian bitters made of fruit & herbs & you usually mix it with juice or club soda (hardcore Italians drink it straight up) & it's a pre-meal drink

Tajarin al tartufo is an egg pasta, made with more egg whites than traditional egg pastas, & topped with white truffle. Idk it sounded fancy & expensive 😂

Also, here's their outfit inspos! Just a couple of things I described differently like his shirt being black & her dress having lace instead of mesh.

Ofc Marcus in this suit 🥵 I copied the description lol

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❛ SIX BABIES? ❜

with Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa.

Request: A imagine pregnant!reader who is Bishop Old Lady & cry saying " I can't have a baby, I have already 5" Talking about Angel,Coco,Ez,Gilly & Creeper. And either Bishop falls more in love with her cause she consider crew like her own family. Or either that cause problèmes cause he thinks she have another children that she never talk to him or present him. Doesn't know if that make sense for u sorry... But in case not, I juste enjoy reading something with bishop & pregnant!reader. Btw loving u 😍

BY ANON

Warnings: none.

Word count: about 800.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to the author.

Masterlist.

“Man, she's been crying since I came two hours ago”. Angel whispers to the guys, looking at you terribly worried.

“Do you think Prez and she argued?” Gilly asks then, trying to find an explanation.

“I don' know, carnal… But she's cooking a lot of pancakes”.

“Did you call Bish?” Creeper says sticking out his head by the door frame, to focus on the freshly made pancake tower.

“We should”. EZ sentences taking off his phone from a pocket.

Cleaning the tears with the back of your hand, you turn the sweet over the pan to the other side, smashing it a little with the spoonbill. For some reason, you are under a constant pressure since the pregnancy test showed you the positive, that confirms your state. You don't know how you are going to handle this situation. Of course you're happy to have a real baby, with the love of your life. But you already have a lot of responsibilities, and this one in concrete it's going to take up most of your time.

Once breakfast is ready, you take five plates to serve the pancakes and put them on the table where your guys are looking at you in silence with partes lips.

“Mama, you okay?” Angel mutters holding your hand. You just nod.

“You sure?” Coco asks, heavily gulping. You just nod again.

It's the first time they see you crying and you can understand that they're worried. But you always find the way to attend everything and everyone around you. Coming back to the kitchen of the clubhouse, you're about to pour some coffee into a mug, stopping the gesture to check in Google if you're allowed to drink it. No. You can't. So you finally drink some orange juice. Too focused on your own thoughts, you don't notice that the rest of the crew is already back, looking at you confused and making questions that no one can answer.

“Mi amor…” Bishop's voice brings you to reality, with a hand caressing your cheek and cleaning your tears. “What happens? Are you hurt? Someone told you shit?”

“If someone told you shit, amma break his fucking legs”. Angel says, making your husband turn around frowning for a second.

“No, no… I'm okay”. With a fleeting smile, you shake your head, about to cry louder.

“Then, what is it?” He asks cupping your face into his huge hands, leaving away the empty glass of juice.

“I am… I am pregnant, Bish”. Your lips are trembling badly when you pronounce these words, that make his heart jump. Gasping nonsense words.

But when someone is going to say something, you speak again interrupting them.

“How am I going to take care of another baby?” Maybe this is a thing provoked by your hormones going crazy because of your pregnancy, you don't know. But this uncertainty is real.

“The fuck are you talking about, querida?” Bishop doesn't know if he should cry or laugh, because he isn't getting what's the point of your doubt. “Another baby? You don't have… other babies”.

He has known you since ever. It's impossible that you have had children without him knowing it. Turning to the crew looking for any explanation, they just shrug their shoulders confused as he is.

“Who is go—gonna take care of these… five babies, if I don't?” You ask then, pointing at the group of the youngers sitting at the round table.

Creeper spit his coffee on Gilly, coughing and almost drowning, seconds before that all the Mayans break into loud laughs flooding the whole clubhouse. Even Bishop is chuckling, shaking his head, understanding what you were talking about; melting his heart when you prove him, one more day, how much you care about the guys.

“I think it's time that… these grown men take care of you, don't you think, preciosa?”

Your husband is calmed now, wrapping your body with his arms to hug you strongly, mentalizing that he's going to be a father. Starting to kiss your face all around, you hug him back resting your cheek on his chest.

“I have never been more happy, mi amor”. He whispers with a hug smile drawn on his lips.

“Hey, boy scout. Find out things about pregnancy. Mama needs us”. Coco says palming his chest, making you laugh from the kitchen, before stepping out.

“I will be in charge of cooking for you, mama”. Gilly says.

“I will be your bodyguard”. Angel adds, so proud, putting on well his leather kutte.

“I will be your chofer, mami”. Creeper speaks then, intertwining his hands over his abdomen.

“I will write stories fo' da' baby”. Coco giggles.

“Yeah, and we will protect you from them”. Taza laughs louder, pointing at the guys before taking you from your husband's arms. “We love you so much, to let you die”.

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Kisses/Making Out With ONEUS

Requested (anon request): Yaaaaaay requests are open 😄 I'm glad to see you're getting requests for ONEUS cause I just started stanning them and there aren't enough writings for them 😥 Anyway could I get a making out with ONEUS headcanon? This is ☀️ anon from Ty's blog btw ❤️

A/N: Hello! Omg, someone from Ty?! I’m so happy since she is a queen. And yes, Oneus should get more love! 

Genre: fluff, suggestive

- gifs are not mine, credits to the rightful owners

- English is not my first language, so please, excuse my mistakes

Ravn:

passionate and loving

he is obsessed with your lips and you, of course, are obsessed with his as well

he acts so passionately that you always feel the same excitement as with your first kiss with him

loves to tease you by looking deep into your eyes and just kissing the corners of your lips and them smirking, making you even needier

his pecks are full of love and not just cute innocent ones

when your lips would meet when standing up his hands are always travelling down and ends up close above or directly on your bum

when you would need to take a break between kisses to breath his lips will quickly go down your jaw or even your neck

loves when you slip your hands into his soft hair and pull on the roots

not shy kiss you in front of his members, sometimes being too intense to make you flustered and they cringe

big show-off, so proud of you being his

in public he is calmer but still would have hand in yours or around you, not shy pecking your lips 

in private his hands are all over you, devouring every part of your body

favourite way to make out with you is definitely when he has you under him or against the wall so you are all to his mercy

needy groans in private are the total opposite of when he kisses the back of your hand, calling you his queen, in front of other people

Seoho:

dreamy and romantic

his kisses are fresh and sweet, every time waking you up and giving you life

touch of his lips on yours it’s like angel wings, refreshing like a summer breeze

Seoho is a romantic guy, so he always says something cute to you, complimenting you, before the kiss of after it making you blush

his pecks are light, quick and cute, making you both smile

kissing while standing up is a guarantee you’ll feel one of his hands firmly on your hip and the other gently holding your cheek, slowly caressing it in a soft manner

he is a fan of surprise kiss on the cheek while suddenly hugging you from behind, if you’ll that to him he will be melting in your touch

loves when you holding on or squeezing his biceps while you are kissing, he feels like you need him and trusts him in protecting you

not kissing you in front of his members much, maybe little peck

you kissing is intimate for him and he wants to keep it between you two

in public he is a shy bean but would never let go of your hand, back hugs are frequent, showing the world you are his

in private he is still delicate but passionate, giving you his all

favourite to make out with you is when you sit on his lap so he can hold you and caress you

when he is super happy and excited he often lifts you up to his embrace and kisses all over your face

Leedo:

versatile and astonishing

you never know what to expect from Gunhak, he loves to kiss in the most surprising ways or situations

whether it is just a random kiss while you are talking about your day or passionate kiss in the middle of your argument

from cute to sexy real quick and the other way

his pecks are usually cute and innocent, him grinning like a puppy so proud of what he just did

standing up while sharing kisses, his hand automatically go around your waist or gently rubbing your upper thighs 

tbh? loves to tease you or tickle you, he just finds it so cute when you laugh or scold him between kisses

he is soft when you sneak your hands around his waist to pull him closer to put them on his chest indicating for him to take care of you from that moment on...

he doesn’t mind giving you kisses in front of his members, it is nothing, in particular, he just doesn't care

he is a sucker for you kissing his jaw or corner of his lips, it makes him go and you will be up for a long night

in public he is a casual boyfriend, giving pecks on your lips, nose, cheeks... basically, anywhere he feels like to 

in private this man change to a love-craving beast, wanting to own every part of your soul and body

favourite way to make out for this man is him slowly backing up you to the wall or any other surface and then smoothly lifting you to his arms

just imagine that deep voice praising you between kisses... you're welcome

Keonhee:

teasing and needy

unlike his innocent stage presence, this man is a master in teasing you and making you flustered with his kisses

he would beg you for a kiss in a cute baby voice and when you’ll say yes he will just take your breath away with his fiery kiss

after leaving you breathless he just smiles innocently and walks away like nothing happened

but his pecks are the cutest! doing that mwah! sound making sure everyone around see

standing up he will just firmly have his long arms around your waist

sometimes get lost in the moment and starts doing little steps around like if you were dancing

aww please, hold his face in your hands while kissing him, he will give you everything

in front of his members, he is actually a show-off, bothering them on purpose with how cute he is with you

he is really confident until you would walk up to him and take the lead, it will make him stunned and shy

in public, he maintains that innocent boyfriend image that everyone is melting over but you know what is really going on 

in private he loves, loves, loves to tease you with his words and actions... yes you get frustrated but you love him too much

his favourite way to make out with you is probably you on top of him where he has excess to every part of you

he loves to play innocent but his mind is deep down corrupted... well, I don’t think you would mind ;)

Hwanwoong:

sweet and little spicey

him kissing you is one of his favourite things in this world 

he will let you know every time, after every kiss how he feel and how you make him feel

he is a really impulsive kisser, when he needs to kiss you and show you his love there isn’t a wrong place or timing, he does as he feels

his pecks are long-lasting and sweet as sugar

standing up he likes to have you as close as possible with no space left, his hands usually in your hair or holding your hands

when there is no one watching he would just from all of a sudden take your face and literally shove his tongue past your lips

one of his favourite moments with you is when you are in his arms, back against his chest and he can place little kissing on your shoulders making you shiver and blush

in front of his members and friends, he is calmer, yes he would give you a kiss but wouldn’t make a big matter of it or show-off

please let him apply your lip balm for you, he will be the happiest man under the sun

in public he is classy and charming, he would kiss you but never too dramatically, linked arms is a must

making out with this man is always hot but with minimal touches, he would hold you but the most magic will do his lips and tongue

initiate a kiss or two and things will get hot soon

Xion:

gentle but breathtaking 

he has a natural talent and he gives out everything even to the most simple kiss he could give you

so soft in all aspects around kissing you, holding, caressing or anything else is just perfect

he was really shy at first but as he was falling in love more and more his kisses became better every time he kissed you

pecks are maybe sometimes dramatic you learned how to love that side of him

kissing you while standing up he holds your face and caresses your sides softly

when you have a cute intimate moment he loves to kiss your palms softly while looking into your eyes 

when it comes to kissing you it is never rushed or quick, it always full of his feelings and he wants to enjoy 

in front of his members, he is not wild but he will give you a peck when he wants to and doesn’t care if they would tease him

loves your lips so much so you will for sure caught him staring at them from time to time

in public he is a gentleman, kissing the back of your hand 

in private he is romantic and not too crazy, making sure you are okay with every move he does

when it will get into a heavy make-out session he will get really noisy quickly

tell him you love him and he will be yours immediately 

[marvelmymarvel]

Beauty (Part 8)

Jiraiya x Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

Synopsis: At the age of 14, you begged the 3rd Hokage to let you raise the brand new baby, who just like you lost his parents to the nine-tailed fox. People thought you were crazy, but the strange new man who was training Naruto saw you as something else.

A/n: I have been waiting to write this part for *so* long. Also, Iruka in the gif makes me wanna SOB. Fuck, can he comfort me in a v neck!? It's long btw, so get ready for it :)

Tags: @brithedemonspawn​

Also, if you wanna sob while reading this like I did when writing it:

Song: Jenny of Oldstones by Florence + The Machine (Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-F7K6UZEVg)

Thunder rumbled overhead as the rain pounded down harder onto the mourners below. You turned your head to look at the children beside you before grasping Naruto’s shoulder tightly in your fingertips. The last funeral you went to was for your parents as well as Naruto’s...

Naruto looked up at you, blank-faced as he tried to read your emotionless face. Were you sad? Were you about to cry? Were you trying to reassure yourself that he was there and alive? He soon got his answer as you faced forward once more, tears glistening in your eyes as you dropped to your knee beside the boy. Raising your hand from his shoulder, you brushed it shakily through his blonde hair that surprisingly was staying up through the rain. Resting your hand on his cheek, you cocked your head and bit your trembling lip, praying that you could stay strong for him.

But you were struggling.

It was a silent exchange, a simple look that told him how you felt. Naruto knew how strong you were for him, and sometimes he wished that you would just allow yourself to feel emotions and cry. He opened his mouth to say something but the sound of Konohamaru broke you from your trance. Dropping your hand from his cheek, you turned and pressed a hand against the younger boy's back, shushing him in the hopes of calming him down.

Your motherly instinct was working, but it was only until Iruka joined in when the noble grandson began to calm down. You knew his pain, knew it more than anything... And so did Iruka. Your e/c eyes flicked up to watch Iruka talk quietly to the young boy. Smiling softly to yourself, you began to remember all of the times you’d talk to the younger Shinobi... Kakashi could only help you so much through the pain, but Iruka truly helped you heal.

And you did the same for him.

Iruka felt your eyes on him, and he hoped that you didn't notice the way his ears and cheeks heated up in response to your heavy gaze. Finally gaining the courage, the younger shinobi brought his gaze up to meet your mournful eyes. A sad smile forming on your lips, hand sliding across the young boy's back and lacing with Iruka’s frigid fingers. His eyes widened a little as your warm fingers caused a jolt to rush through his body, you were always so special to him...

But he wasn’t sure if he was special to you.

‘Thank you’ you mouthed out, thumb caressing his knuckles before pulling away to get back to Naruto who was staring dumbfounded at his old teacher. Iruka blinked back his shock, confused as to why Naruto was suddenly sending him a glare and why your simple touch was causing his tummy to flip. Shaking his head in the hopes of clearing his racing thoughts, Iruka went back to the boy who was now sobbing a bit harder.

You didn’t pay any mind or attention to anything going on around you as you brought Naruto into your side. Naruto was still glaring at his teacher, knowing exactly what he was thinking about. He was in love with you, it was the same way Jiraiya looked at you the first time you two ever met...

The scoff that fell from his lips made your brows furrow in concern, thinking that something was wrong with him. “You okay buddy?” you cooed out before leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his head. Naruto let out a groan, pushing away from you in embarrassment. He was secretly okay with you doing that in private but in front of his teammates?!

Naruto looked up at you with a pout, angry that you would embarrass him like that in front of everyone, but your soft gaze reminded him that you were going through a lot right now. Deciding to appease you instead of saving face, Naruto shook his head and wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug. He hoped the funeral would end soon because you were beginning to shake in his embrace. Naruto turned his glare to the young child who currently had your coat draped across her shoulders. He understood that she was just a child who didn’t know any better, but he was still angry by how selfless you were.

And just how sick you were going to be because of it.

Sniffling, you slapped his shoulder in warning, silently telling him to get over it and pay attention to the procession in front of you. Sighing, he listened to your warning and instead cuddled deeper into your side, wanting to share some of his body heat so he wouldn’t have to take care of your sick self for the next 5 days. “You’re gonna get a cold in this rain” Naruto jumped along with you at the voice as a jacket was draped across your shoulders.

“Thanks” you whispered back as Genma wrapped a dry arm around your waist, locking you in between his hot body and his jacket. Resting his head on your shoulder, Genma felt you physically relax in his embrace. Naruto rolled his eyes at the Shinobi, but his jealousy melted away at the soft smile on your lips. There were no more tears bubbling along the edge of your eyes, no, you were at peace.

Biting his lip, Naruto looked towards Iruka who had his head downcasted. He couldn’t tell if his old teacher was jealous or even noticed, but it certainly caused suspicion to grow in his mind. Turning his head to look around, he tried to scan for Jiraiya in the crowd. He was easy to spot, and Naruto nearly shuddered at the cold glare that was being sent in your direction. If looks could kill, Genma would have been killed at least 50 times by now.

Noticing the young boy was once again distracted caused you to rip him closer to you, “Pay attention and stop staring...” you hissed down at him. It had been a while since you had to use the mom voice, but it snapped him back to attention right away. You let your gaze travel to where he was staring and you felt your blood run cold as you caught the angry gaze being thrown your way. Your body curled back into Genma’s embrace, a sense of safety flowing through you as he instinctively tightened his grip around you.

Telling Jiraiya that you were seeing Genma didn't go well, in fact, it went horribly. It wasn’t as if you had been seeing each other for long and you wouldn’t consider Genma your significant other just yet, but Jiraiya didn’t care. “You alright?” Genma cooed as he pressed a kiss softly against your ear, thumb caressing the part of your body he was gripping onto. You nodded before breaking your gaze from the angry Sannin, you’d be fine, he wouldn’t do anything anyway.

Not to you at least.

“I’m fine...” you stated firmly as you turned your head a bit to lock eyes with him. He smiled softly at you before turning his gaze back to the funeral that was now ending. Taking a deep breath, you swallowed down the sick feeling that was rising in your throat. The warm feeling that Genma was giving you suddenly made you feel cold, like his embrace no longer gave you that sense of safety you craved. Your eyes drifted back to Jiraiya.

Something was wrong, but you didn’t know how to fix it.

“GAH WHERE IS HE?!”

Your head snapped up from your paper, eyes narrowing at the nurses scrambling around the town. You of course knew who they were looking for, but you weren’t going to rat him out. “YOU!”  A smirk formed on your lips as the nurse stormed over to you, “Hi, how can I help you-”

“Where is he?!” 

You fought back a chuckle as the seething nurse glared down at you, she had grown quite tired of Naruto’s little games, and the fact that you were so ‘blissfully’ unaware made it even worse. To be honest, you were also tired of the young boy running away from the hospital, but at this point, you could care less. Instead of saying anything right away, you reached down to grab your tea. The people in the tea house around you shot looks at the commotion, but you didn’t mind as you sweetly took a sip of the cooling liquid. “I have no idea what you’re talking about-”

“Naruto! Where is NARUTO”

An understanding hum vibrated in your chest and you sat down the tea in acknowledgment of her anger. You knew where he was, he was across the street eating ramen, but were you going to tell her? 

No.

“I have no idea. Sorry!” your toothy grin caused the nurse's blood to boil, but instead of causing a bigger scene, she took a step back and rolled her eyes. “Fine, but if anything happens to him-”

“Then I’ll be to blame... I’m the one who complains about him anyway, so no one else is going to complain if he gets hurt, now are they?” It was true after all, you were the only person in the village who raised hell when he landed in the hospital, so if you being so calm about the situation said anything, it was that you didn’t care. The nurse sucked in her lip, her body trembling in anger as the other nurse tried to pull her back, reassuring her that it was going to be alright. 

You waved at her cheekily before returning to your tea. Only when she left your sight did your eyes drift towards the ramen shop across from you, sighing at how long it was taking him to eat. He was currently wearing your shoes and clothes, helping him blend into the surroundings a little better than when he wore his normal outfit. 

“So you’re the reason he’s so cheeky” 

A yelp flew from your lips, tea spilling all over your dress as you spun towards the man crouched beside you. “J-Jiraiya! Don’t do that!!” your startled reply caused Naruto to peek his head out of the ramen shop, mouth still chewing the noodles as he took in the display of your flustered self. Jiraiya’s smile grew wide as you hastily dabbed at the tea that covered your entire dress. Gagging at the love-struck look on his Master's face, Naruto turned back to his ramen in disgust.

You were blissfully unaware of both Naruto’s disgusted reaction and Jiraiya’s love eyes as you purely focused on getting the stain out of your one and only dress. “I like that dress on you... Makes you look pretty”

“Oh, so I’m only pretty when I’m wearing a dress”

Jiraiya’s eyes bulged out as he tried to back peddle, “No! No no I mean you’re always beautiful, I’m just, ya know I just... I didn’t mean it like... If I were being honest, I think you’re the hottest when you’re in your Shinobi gear-” your e/c eyes shot a glare his way, cutting his incessant rambling short as you stood swiftly from your seat. 

“How you see me doesn’t matter...” you whispered out before taking a step towards the ramen shop. Jiraiya was quick on his feet, hand capturing your wrist in an attempt to stop your retreat. “Wait, can we talk about -”

“Just because I’m no longer seeing Genma, doesn't mean I want to date you. Not after you left me-”

“Please just let me explain!” the tea shop grew silent at his roar, and soon your face was heating up in embarrassment. “Jiraiya” your whisper was soft, a silent warning that he was seconds away from ruining every chance he had with you if he didn’t calm down. His eyes scanned the crowd, provoking them all to go back to their own business. Stepping forward, he slowly raised his hand to cup your cheek sweetly. “I was scared of what he was going to do to you...”

Your watery eyes lifted to his, lip trembling as you searched his face for an answer to a question that you yourself didn’t know. He knew that the people around you were secretly leaning in, waiting for him to continue but he was having none of it. “Can we go somewhere, just you and I for a talk... Please” instead of answering him right away, you let your eyes trail over to where Naruto was still slurping down his ramen. What would he do? Biting your lip, you searched your heart for the answer and tried your best to ignore how his warm touch was making you melt into him. “Fine... But only for a couple of minutes”

The park wasn’t far from the ramen shop, but it was far enough away from others that you two finally had a quiet spot to talk. Your arms were tightly wrapped around your body, encasing you in your own bubble of safety from where you sat under the tree. Jiraiya paced above you, deep in thought as he tried to think of a way to explain everything to you. How he left to find Orochimaru. How he left to find a way to free you from the mark. How he left to keep you safe. He left to protect you...

But how does one say that?

Your eyes trailed over to where Naruto was ordering yet another bowl of soup, and you silently prayed for his bottomless pit of a stomach to fill up so you could leave. “Alright... ALRIGHT. I’ll just have to tell you everything” your attention snapped back to the Sannin as he plopped down onto the ground in front of you. Jiraiya reached forward and grabbed your hands tightly within his. A part of you was tired of this stupid game, but the other part of you saw just how nervous he was; that part of you was the reason you were still sitting here.

“I did it for you” the scoff that few from your lips caused him to hiss out a ‘listen’, he wasn’t playing around anymore and he wasn’t going to go another minute with you thinking he just left you. You shut your mouth immediately, bitting your cheek as a reminder that you didn’t know the whole story just yet. He could surprise you... 

It was time to stop being so childish.

“When I saw his mark on you, a lot of feelings rushed through me. Anger, disgust, fear... But the reason I left wasn’t because I hoped he would leave you alone. I left to try and find a cure for his bite, for his mark. I knew that the shinobi holding you-”

“Genma” you muttered out, determined for him to acknowledge the man who was there for you when he wasn’t. “Yes... Genma” A shiver ripped up your spine at the way Jiraiya spit out his name as if it was the most venomous thing to have ever existed. He gripped your hands tighter, calming himself down before resuming. “I knew he would be able to protect you while I was gone. I didn’t want to leave you, but you weren’t safe without a cure. I was only gone a couple of days, but I only wanted to be gone for one. Seeing you fall from that rooftop plays in my mind over and over again. It still scares the absolute shit out of me.”

You averted your eyes from his heavy gaze, panic rising in your chest as you relived the day when it all went to hell. “I knew then that I shouldn't have left you at all... Cure or no cure, you needed me... And I’m sorry” the lump in your throat grew as you fought back the tears forming on your lash line. “I left because I love you”

Your head began to spin as it snapped back to him in utter shock. Your lungs took in a sharp intake of breath, yet it felt like you were drowning under his gaze. His lips were moving, but all your mind could process were those three words that left you dangling on the edge. 

‘I love you’

He seemed to notice your distant gaze, yet instead of snapping you out of it, he scooted closer to you and cupped your face lovingly in his hands. “I love you... Don’t you see that?” your eyes seemed to grow wider as he repeated it again as if he was worried you didn't hear it the first time. You did hear it, you both knew that you heard it. So why was it so hard to process it?

‘I love you... Not her’  the tears you were holding back fell violently as you began to relive the memory of the first time your heart was ever broken. He was the reason you were so cold to the Uchiha clan, why you were so cold to love in general. He had lied to you, for he loved Rin more. “I’ve heard those words before” you sputtered out finally to Jiraiya, lips trembling as you lifted your hands to rip his from your face. 

“They don’t mean shit”

Jiraiya’s mouth dropped as he watched you stand and storm towards Naruto who was now done and looking for you. The blonde caught sight of you, but his smile instantly fell as he heard your sobs and saw your tears. Moving his eyes to where you were coming from, he caught sight of Jiraiya chasing after you, calling out to you hastily. 

Pleading for you to stop.

“What did he do!” Naruto screamed out, but before he could do anything you stopped him short. Kneeling down, you cupped his cheeks and pressed a loving kiss to his temple. “Nothing, he's just going to ask you to go with him on a mission. I’m sad but you’ll be safe, right?” 

The boy's face softened as he now thought you were crying over him, but he was still confused as to why Jiraiya was so anxious about catching up with you. Before the man had a chance to grab you, you told Naruto that you’d pack his bag for him to pick up and took off. Leaving a dumbfounded boy and a heartbroken Sannin behind you. 

Naruto looked up at his Master, a smile forming on his lips at the prospect of a mission that would help him grow. “So that mission! What are we doing!” Naruto’s cheery tone snapped Jiraiya out of his thoughts. Looking down at the boy, he shot a sheepish smile before leading him towards the ramen shop. Maybe this mission would clear his mind and help him figure out a plan to show that he loved you. Truly, deeply, loved you.

“We have to go find an old friend. Her name is Tsunade... You interested?”

The creaking of the swing filled the night air, mixing with your quiet sobs as you kicked at the dirt below you. You had grown tired from all of the crying, and the fact that you haven’t slept well in days only added to that. You didn’t know why you thought coming here would help you as if it would solve everything. This was the place where he told you he loved you, only for him to go to Rin and say the same thing. It was only weeks before he was killed.

And it was a death that changed you forever.

“He still haunts you... Doesn’t he?” A sad smile formed on your lips, but you didn’t look up as Kakashi entered the schoolyard. He knew of this spot, he knew of the significance he had on you. Hell, he remembered finding you here for years after Obito died, hoping to relive the moment where he told you he loved you.

Even if it was a lie, you wanted to relive it.

Kakashi moved to sit beside you on the ground, eyes cast towards the spot where his old friend once stood in that memory. He was there as well, shocked to hear those words come from his friend knowing that none of it was 100% true. Obito loved Rin too much and any other crush he had meant nothing. 

“We were just kids” you whispered out, gripping onto the rope of the swing tighter in the realization of how silly it all was. “Well, we were just kids... Everyone else around us was older” Kakashi chimed in, hoping to ease the pain a bit. You were only 10 then, the same age as Kakashi when it all happened. You would lose your parents 4 years later, but no other pain compared to losing the Uchiha. 

“Don’t you hate that we were so young?” your question caught Kakashi off guard, but he didn’t show it and instead looked up at you in confusion. Before he had time to question it, you continued on. “I mean, we were 10-year-olds working with 13-year-olds... That pressure alone is too much for a child. Don't you think?”

Silence fell over you both, it was comfortable but it was also loud. The longer it took for him to gather his words, the more stupid it felt to even ask that question in the first place. “No... Because we were placed in groups where we felt comfortable” his words were soft, and he saw the way your shoulders dropped in relaxation. You always felt so alone at the academy, even though you were on a team with Genma, Gai, and Ebisu. The three boys always had your back but made sure not to make you feel like they were protecting you just because you were young or a girl. They looked up to you, though it didn’t matter.

“I could never have been like you. I hate that”

Kakashi’s hand reached out to you, softly resting on your thigh as you once more began to cry. Once again crying over something as stupid as the past, nothing was going to bring back Obito and nothing was going to make you feel as good as Kakashi. “You know I couldn’t have raised Naruto, I don’t think anyone could have raised him but you” you nodded at the statement, knowing deep down that no one wanted to help the orphaned child. 

No one but you. 

“Obito loved you, but he loved Rin more. The thing is, he’s gone. You shouldn’t let that false statement of love judge any future romances you stumble upon... And yes, I do know about you and Jiraiya, he came to me asking for advice” your mouth opened to interject but he silenced you with a loud ‘shush’. “Now, I’m not one for romance, other than my books of course. But that man loves you, and I mean loves you. Goodness, I don't think I’ve ever seen a grown man cry harder... Anyway, you have to let Obito go.” Noticing your silence, Kakashi continued on. “And you have to stop comparing yourself to those around you when you’re the one raising a child with a demon inside of him. No one but you could have done that, and I’m sorry that I’ve been neglecting him. Truth is, I cant look at him and not see Obito” 

More tears seemed to slip down your cheeks at his confession, for you saw the similarities as well. Naruto acted just like the late Uchiha, and sometimes it made it hard to breathe. Kakashi stood finally from his spot on the ground, before taking your hands in his and hauling you up from the swing. “We’re gonna get through this, but you gotta promise me something.” 

Kakashi’s fingers wiped away your tears as he tried to formulate his next words carefully. In all honesty, the only time he’s seen you truly happy is when you’re around Jiraiya. He hates that, he really does consider he was the source of your happiness for so long, but he can’t watch you self destruct anymore. Not over something as stupid as a love confession that was a lie. 

“Give him a chance... You deserve to feel real love, again.” 

Your eyes shifted from his gaze and settled on your feet, one would have thought that you were panicking or afraid. But you were really hiding the fact that your heart rate picked up at the thought of giving him one more chance. “You think he loves me?” you whispered out sheepishly, eliciting a chuckle from your best friend in front of you. A smile formed on your lips as you looked up at him, stomach flipping at the way his eyes crinkled from sincerity.

“I bet my life on it”

[captainwholecake]

If it’s not too many, may I please have some hcs with the Straw Hats plus Law having a crush on a Mink? Please and thank you

A/n: behejejekrkeke YA’LL I SCREAMED WHEN I FIRST SAW THIS

warnings: uhhhh swearing, gender netural, also I mostly used the word ‘you’ and sometimes ‘them’ sorry

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Monkey D. Luffy

Bro probably doesn’t even realize he likes you

At first he thinks you’re cool and asks you to join the crew

Homeboy is oblivious to it himself

Totally doesn’t get jealous seeing Sanji idk doing his Sanji thing at you

Doesn’t realize until Robin and Nami (even usopp and chopper realized before him) asked him if he liked you

FuCK HE WOULD BE SO CONFUSED FOR A SECOND

He’d be so awkward but also so open about it tbh

He wouldn’t even care if their a mink like come on hES LUFFY-

Do yall think Luffy would simp?

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro’s a different story to me

He’d just be like cool

Shdjej the imagery of him blushing hurts

He’d flirt when drunk tell me otherwise

Doesn’t he shares the same va as Yami so basically I feel like it would be like Yami and Charlotte tell me if im wrong

He offers you to drink with him and shit

BONDING TIME IS A DRINK COMPETITION TO HIM OKAY

He’d probably just go “you’re hot” while drunk once

I like to imagine a Charlotte freak out happening shejdj-

Nami

Nami having a crush is such cute idea to me??

IMMEDIATELY starts flirting

You being a mink doesn’t fucking matter to her

If theres anyone she would protect more then kids it would be you

Still would take you to whole cake island tho-

Dhhsje imagine she caught you staring at her in the outfit she changed into before talking to firetank pirates and teases you about

Be prepared for a lot of teasing btw

Nami would most likely be the only one who straight up goes “I like you” to you

The rest give me subtle vibes outside of sanji and zoro being a tease-

Usopp

Give him more love you fucks and his face-

In all honesty every straw hat probably wouldn’t care if they like a mink. Their the strawhats

Trys to impress you tell me otherwise

You being interested in what hes saying or laughing at random jokes warms his heart

I can see Sanji and Nami both mentioning how it’s different

He would be so awkward tho

He’s Usopp, would try to impress you while rubbing the back of his neck

Luffy and Chopper: 👁👄👁 (shdjdjks)

anyways, give him love

Vinsmoke Sanji

It’s sanji, it’s obvious

But but he would be so careful about it

almost how he was with pudding you know??

why do I feel like he would be so awkward/shy about it

He genuinely likes someone ofc he would treat this differently

Does that grachu thing and almost freak out getting to you

heheheje doesn’t matter your gender will freak out if you just say it to him

Sanji with a crush is just a soft concept to me

I like to imagine Sanji blushing okay-

Chopper

The mink in question is a reindeer mink

No more questions asked

Andjsjejejkeekks the idea of another reindeer just around his height gets me going

the way he would so shy

HE WOULD TOTALLY HIDE BEHIND ROBIN SNDNEJE NO MY HEART

ohshhsjeje Robin is such a supportive mom stfu

Say something nice about his nose please

It’s so adorable 🥺🥺

Anyway, Chopper with a crush is a concept that warms me

Nico Robin

Soft baby

She would be so soft with it tbh

Robin is just so soft in general

I don’t think she would be shy or awkward about it

She’d be the only person next to nami that would actually say they like you tell me otherwise

I will say this for one of the last time but Robin blushing is a sight okay

Tell me why I like to imagine her just being a tomato at a single smile? Lke bby 🥺🥺

Idk what else to put :(

Robin is just soft and her with a crush is just adorable tbh

Franky

This gif looks hella cool wtf

Franky what do I say about Franky

I can’t imagine him having a crush but I can imagine him freaking out after being smiled at by someone for some reason??

Franky having a freak out moment is adorable tell me otherwise

Does his ‘SUPER’ thing and hears a person giggling in a good way and he just confused because why is his heart warming

Yall Franky with a soft confused look hurts

Franky just needs some love tbh

what else do I put??

Brooke

Have I used this gif before??

Anyways, homeboy is a skeleton

And we already know whats gonna happen

I don’t know what to say

I love him but hes dead bro

Imagine him actually having a crush tho

Can a skeleton Brooke blush?

why I can imagine him actually having a crush?

Im sorry for anything who stans brooke reading this, love yall tho 💕💞

Trafalgar D. Water Law

BRO I FOUND A NEW PUNK HAZARD LAW GIF

Okay, so unlike the strawhats im going serious on this one because Imagine he’d be the only one to go “fuck”

You know, he has bepo on his crew. he’s used to being around at least one mink but TO HAVE A CRUSH ON ONE

why can I imagine him internally screaming when he realizes??

You and Bepo being buddies is his least fact about this all

he doesn’t hate it, he just doesn’t understand why he has a crush on you

he melts at a single giggle-

prepare for awkward Law tell me otherwise

Law having a crush is concept im getting btw, Law being all awkward and blushing is 👌🏻

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a/n: sorry, if this is trouble