#i’ve been so busy sleeping and not sleeping and playing video games and such

[sonic-adventure-3]

oh god i draw i completely forgot about that

[yasikeu]

brothers best friend

got this idea from this twitter post

You were Jake’s sister so you were always used to seeing Heeseung around the house as he was Jake’s closest friend.

Since they had been friends for a while, you had known Heeseung ever since you were young. Your relationship with him was nothing special. He would tease you and play fight with you when Jake wasn’t there to entertain himself, you could ask him for advice and he would never judge you. There never was a sexual chemistry between you both until you became an adult. You and Heeseung would sometimes exchange sultry glances at each other around the house, you could’ve sworn you caught him starting at your cleavage once but you just brushed it off. He had definitely changed from the scrawny and socially awkward boy he was when he first met Jake.

Whenever he would come over to your house, you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from checking him out. His side profile looked like it was sculpted by angels, his fluffy auburn hair would frame his face perfectly extenuating his defined facial features, and of course you absolutely loved his soft succulent lips that looked so kissable.

If he weren’t Jake’s best friend you would definitely have shooted your shot already; you were afraid that he only saw you as a little sister. However, that was completely far from the truth.

One day Heeseung came over as usual, but this time he had decided to stay the night so he could play video games with Jake.

You had just come home after hanging out with your friends when you went down to the kitchen hoping to see Heeseung but was only met with a confused Jake.

“Ew, why are you dressed like a stripper?” he said, making a disgusted face. “Shut the fuck up Jake” you said rolling your eyes.

“No but seriously, why are you dressed like that? I’m just used to seeing you dressed like a hobo” he laughed before taking a sip of his drink.

“It’s none of your business” you scoffed before going up to your room and slamming your door shut in embarrassment.

Later on that night, you had decided to get something to drink before starting your nighttime routine and going to bed. To your luck, Heeseung was there in the kitchen alone.

“Oh hey Y/n” Heeseung smiled at you warmly. “Hey” you sighed.

“What’s wrong?” he asked when he noticed your upset facial expression. “Nothing, just tired” you said with a weak smile.

“Ah” he said before nodding. “What are you doing here though? I thought you and Jake were asleep” you asked.

“Jake is asleep but I was hungry”

“Oh, okay.”

“Is that how you’re going to sleep?” heeseung began, his voice soaking up the awkward silence. “Oh no, I was just about to change but I wanted to get a drink first” you laughed nervously.

“I’ve never seen you dress like this Y/n. Don’t tell Jake I said this but, damn you look good” he said while looking you up and down.

“Really? I only dress like this when I go out so that’s probably why.” you giggled. Heeseung nodded in response before the realisation hit him. “Wait, so you're telling me you went out… like this?” he said in disbelief.

“Yeah..”

“You should wear more layers next time. I don’t want random guys hitting on you” he leaned forward to whisper in your ear, his voice husky with desire.

“W-what? What do you mean by that, Heeseung?” you stammered over your words anxiously. The sudden change in his tone sent a rush of heat throughout your body. “You know what I mean. Can’t let other guys see you looking this good” he licked his lips.

“Oh my god, stop it” you pushed him away lightly. “Im being serious though, I mean unless you have a boyfriend or some-“

“No. No. I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m definitely single.” you chuckled, not letting him finish his sentence.

“Oh yeah?” Heeseung said, his tone dropping slowly, sounding more seductive. “Yeah..” you said quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.

The silence between you two became heavy with the unspoken desires and fantasies you have had about each other.

“And why’s that?” Heeseung said as he pinned you against the counter, looking you in the eyes. Your cheeks flushed a deep red under the intensity of his gaze.

“I don’t know” you coughed out almost choking on your own spit. “I think I know why,” he smirked.

“I know you want me Y/n, I see the way you look at me whenever I’m here.” Heeseung teased as he began playing with your hair. You could feel yourself hopelessly being drawn in by his seductive aura.

“You wanna get fucked by your brothers best friend that badly? And that’s why you wore these slutty shorts that barely cover your ass cheeks. You wore them for me, didn’t you?” he hummed. You nodded hesitantly, not being able to hold eye contact with his dark eyes that were fired with anticipation.

“Use your words” Heeseung murmured, his face inches away from yours and his tantalising breath grazing across your skin.

“Y-yes”.

Heeseung lifted your chin with his finger to make you look him in the eyes. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you for so long” Heeseung admitted, his voice trembling with raw emotion before leaning in for a kiss.

Your lips met in a searing kiss as Heeseung groped your ass roughly. “Gonna fuck this tight little pussy so hard ma. But we gotta be quick in case someone wakes up. Ok?”. “Mhm” you mumbled in the kiss not caring about anyone or anything else at that point. Heeseung lifted you up on the counter and took your top off, enjoying the view of your bare chest.

Impatiently, Heeseung pulled your underwear down before pumping his fingers inside of you with no warning.

“Heeseung” you whimpered. “You’re already so wet for me” he praised while covering your neck in love bites.

You threw your head back as you gripped onto his arm, forcing his fingers deeper into your needy cunt. Heeseung’s erection was growing bigger with each pathetic moan and whimper that was escaping from your mouth. “You’re such a needy slut” he groaned. “Fuck me, please” you whined.

“Don’t worry baby, I will.” he whispered before pulling his sweatpants down and releasing his hard cock. Slowly, he began stroking it as he rubbed your wetness all over his fingers.

Gently, he picked you off the counter before turning you around and bending you over. “Mmmm” he moaned in satisfaction as he rubbed his cock in between your cheeks. “They’re so soft” he mumbled quietly. You bit your lips, finding it increasingly hard to not moan loudly with each passing second.

He turned you over, making you face sideways before slowly sinking his cock into your walls, the sensation drawing a gasp from both of your mouth’s. “Fuck Y/n. You’re so tight” Heeseung moaned.

With a gentle movement, Heeseung began to move. Finding a rhythm that spoke of both passion and tenderness. Each motion, each touch, brought you closer together, the bond between you two deepening. The room was filled with the sounds of your muffled lovemaking, a harmony of low gasps and moans that showed the pleasure you were giving and receiving from him.

Heeseung snapped his hips in and out of you as slow as possible, trying to avoid making noise. “H-heeseung…feels s-s-so good” you whimpered inaudibly. “Shhh baby I know, but we have to be quiet” he curred while he covered your mouth with his hand, silencing your whimpers.

As you got closer, you could feel the tension building inside you, like a coil ready to spring. You could tell Heeseung was close too, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. With one final thrust, you both found your release together, your silent cries of pleasure joined in the air.

You collapsed into Heeseung’s arms, bodies still intertwined, as your breaths slowly returned to normal. You could feel his heart beating against yours, a steady reminder of the connection that had just formed between you two. You looked up at him, your eyes filled with love and contentment. "Heeseung," you whispered breathlessly, "that was perfect."

He smiled, his eyes shining with happiness. "It was more than perfect, Y/n," he replied, his voice filled with awe. "It was everything."

“Why don’t you sleep in my room tonight?” you asked, your eyes sparkling with a playful glint. “Are you crazy? Jake would fucking kill me if he caught me in your bed” he said before pulling his pants up.

“Please, I won’t be able to sleep without you tonight” you begged him. “Okay fine, but I’ll have to wake up before Jake does” he surrendered, not being able to resist your charm.

“Don’t worry, Jake isn’t a morning person anyways” you joked as you led him up to your bedroom sneakily.

i’m sorry i haven’t posted anything this entire week i’ve been very sick and i still am but i hit 100+ followers so i really wanted to thank you guys i apologise that this is not the best i’ll try to write something better for my next post <//3

[taintedtort]

" LOVE LANGUAGE? "

summary. their love languages

characters. hinata, kenma, nishinoya, akaashi

warnings. gn!reader, post!timeskip

a/n. i’ve been busy recently, but finally sat and got some motivation to write something :)

HINATA

☆ words of affirmation + physical touch

he loves loves loves when you praise him. any sort of kind words from you has his heart soaring and face heating. he cherishes your opinion on practically everything, though he likes it even more if you gush about how good of a volleyball player he is. even a simple "good job" is enough to have him beaming at you with pride. you could know close to nothing about the sport, but it means a lot more to him if you think he did good.

i also could see him being a physical touch person, always holding your hand and hugging you a bit too tight. he gets a bit shy when it comes to kissing at first, but after a while he’s always planting them to your cheeks.

KENMA

☆ quality time + gift giving

he values spending time with you above all else, even if it’s just having you in the room while he plays a video game. loves when you babble on about your day or something that interests you. sometimes you feel like he isn’t listening, but almost as soon as you stop talking, he’s glancing up with raised brows, silently urging you to continue.

i feel like he could also be a gift giver, and he always knows what to buy you because he knows you better than he knows himself. he doesn’t constantly give you gifts, but if you’ve been eyeing a certain something for a while, he‘ll get it for you as a surprise.

NISHINOYA

☆ physical touch + words of affirmation

he is always on you, no matter the location or the situation, he’s like glue. if you guys fight, it’s hard to stay mad because he’s holding your hand mid argument. he can’t resist touching you, always seeking your comfort and embrace, even if he’s pissed at you. date nights are usually at home because he can’t keep his hands off you in public, and honestly he doesn’t care or even try to behave.

constantly complimenting you and calling you sweet petnames. tells you he loves you at least five times a day, he truly believes you guys are soulmates. communication is never an issue with him, he always says exactly what he’s feeling.

AKAASHI

☆ words of affirmation + quality time

adores you in every sense of the word, though he isn’t exactly obvious about it. he gives you sweet compliments and calls you cute petnames, he reassures you and comforts you when you’re upset, but he isn’t as over the top about it as nishinoya. not big on PDA either, though he will hold your hand whenever he can, just so you don’t get lost.

he enjoys dates with you, no matter what you guys do. also cannot sleep without you next to him. on the rare occasion you guys do have an argument, it doesn’t last long. he always caves and apologizes, and sometimes it’s just because he hates the thought of you sleeping anywhere else but next to him.

[razorblade180]

9 days of Lancaster Day 9: Firsts

Ruby:(Don’t over complicate this. Don’t do it. Just relax… relax…)

Jaune:Uh Rubes?

Ruby:Y-Yes!?

Jaune:Are you gonna hit retry or…

She turns her head and notices they’re on they’re on the ranking screen. When did the match end!? Ruby finally hits continue. Jaune can’t help but chuckle a little as he leans back against Blake’s bed.

Ruby:What’s so funny?

Jaune:You seem a little lost in thought. Thinking of a way of outplaying me?

Ruby:I introduced you to this game. I know your skills.

Jaune:And yet I out rank you.

Ruby:Because you’re such a try hard! I’ve been busy on missions.

Jaune:Yeah that’s fair. It’s nice that you finally have time off. I would’ve thought your team would be knocked out for days. I was little shocked when you said you planned an all day video game date.

Ruby:I begged a little. Also called in a few favors. Weiss just needed a nice place to sleep, Blake is flexible and I became a pouty little sister for Yang.

Jaune:Qualities of a true leader.

Ruby:Shut up! I’m just happy you didn’t procrastinate on any assignments.

Jaune:Pyrrha said she’d add Nora to my training if I did.

Ruby:Yeah that would get me moving too. Soooo you’re really free ?

Jaune:Yep, I’m all yours for the day. Any game you need a partner in, I’ll help you see credits.

Ruby:…And if we get tired of games?

Jaune:We got movies. There’s a couple good ones that came while you were away. Or ones you’ll force me to watch.

Ruby:Stop acting like you don’t like horror.

Jaune:It really isn’t an act. But you planned all this and who am I to not appreciate that.

Ruby:So you’re down for anything?

Jaune:Yep!

Ruby:*red* Even…oh I don’t know, sleeping together?

Jaune’s hands stopped pressing buttons and Ruby managed to send him to the loser screen. It wasn’t intentional but a small boost of confidence as she turned her head right to see him looking at her with a flushed red face.

Ruby:Don’t make it weird!

Jaune:Me!? What!? You just- context please! Was that a ploy to win!?

Ruby:I’m not that petty! Look I just…. *plays with hair* thought maybe we should discuss that idea. We’ve been together for almost five months and it’s been really great! It’s felt a little weird though that you never seemed to make a move or bring up “that”

Jaune: Do I really give off that sorta vibe? I had no idea.

Ruby:I’m not saying you do, but between how you used to try flirting with Weiss and our casual conversations, it didn’t feel like you weren’t into more intimate things. Ugh, I really don’t know what I’m saying at this point! I guess a part of me felt a little confused and worried if you weren’t interested in me in that way at all.

Jaune:Oh I have had thoughts, but i know how to keep them to myself.

Ruby:….

Jaune:*blushing* That’s normal and decent behavior! Why, are you interested?

Ruby:Of course! I organized a room date to give you the opportunity to-

Saying it aloud made it sound way more embarrassing and forward than Ruby meant for it to be. And pulled her hood over her head and huffed in defeat as she stared down at her lap.

Jaune:….Does your team know about this?

Ruby:Blake does. She said her bed is fair game. Those are actually my sheets right now. As far as Yang is concerned, I asked for privacy so we can have our first kiss.

Jaune:We’ve made out a bunch of times.

Ruby:I’m very sneaky when I want to be. Look, I get this is a lot I’m dropping on you and we don’t have to do anything today. I just…really wanted to know where I stand with you and to let you know that…I’m okay with going further with you. *crimson* I really like you. A lot.

Jaune:…This question may sound a little dumb all things considering, but I have to hear it. I get that you’re okay with it, but do you want to have sex with me? As in your are looking forward to it?

Ruby:…Very much, yeah.

Jaune:….Hold on just one moment.

He took her scroll and walked out of the room. Ruby wanted to scream until she passed out. Why did she start this conversation!? Was it too forward!? They were having such a good time before this moment. Why did he leave!?

So many thoughts bombarded her brain and they didn’t stop when she heard the door unlock again. Her scroll flew into her lap so she knew it was him. Seconds later, a box of condoms fell into her lap. Her brain took a moment to process what she was looking at, then her head immediately jerked up to see Jaune bright red and also avoiding her gaze.

Jaune: Nora may have helped me find female ones too, as well as emergency pills.

Ruby:Ah, I see. How proactive. Well…*twiddles fingers* Weiss may have helped me find and pay for some quality meds awhile go.

Jaune:Huh, imagine that.

Ruby:Yeeeep. Jaune, can you look at me?

Jaune:*makes eye contact*

Ruby:Soooo are we…still playing video games right now?

Jaune:…..

xxxxxx

Blake:*eating noodles*

Yang:You think the date is going well?

Weiss:Yes. *eating cake*

Yang:Really think she’ll go for a kiss?

Blake:Ruby can dive into a Nevermore’s mouth. She’ll find the willpower to kiss a boy.

Yang:….Maybe I should call t-

Weiss:Yang, as a younger sister myself, I appreciate my older sister. However, if she interrupted me on a date with a call or coming home early, I’m going to be mad for a very long time. Eat your burger and relax. Ruby will be fine.

Yang: I know, ugh! It’s like I’m antsy for her. Gods, if I’m like this now then I don’t know if I can handle her asking about sex.

Blake and Weiss:Don’t worry about that now.

[mango-bango-bby]

Dont know if you wanna do this but this has been on my mind for a while now lmao.

Shigaraki is playing a video game with you in his lap, the controller almost between your thighs.

When the game gets to difficult the controller buzzes and you jump against him, he smiles. Now he has completely forgotten about the game, purposely taking damage to see your sweet reactions

(Dont know if you've done this before, would be nice if you make a little one shot of this. Love your stuff bye bye!!!)

♡ Video Games ♡

(A/N: Ughhhh I’ve been so busy lately with work and classes, I’ve barely had anytime to write ☹️☹️ I hope that you all understand 💞 Anyways I hope you like this!! This idea is so creative and I loved writing it 💕💕)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, NSFW, vibrators, smut, fem!reader, slight DUB-CON

Summary: Tomura uses his game controller as a vibrator on you (Yan!Shigaraki x Fem!reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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Tomura loved you a lot, like a lot. He loved you in a lot of innocent ways, liking when you did smiled at him or hugged him in your sleep. However he loved you in a lot of other ways, having trouble sometimes keeping his mind out of the gutter. The way you wiggled in his lap while trying to get comfortable or the way your chest bounced when you walked with a bit to much energy, he just couldn’t help it.

You lean back a bit onto Tomura’s chest. You two sit on the floor of his room in the League’s base, you siting in between his legs with your eyes focused on the screen and the game he was playing. The controller and his hands resting just above your bare thighs, as all you were wearing was a pair of pajamas shorts,

You watch him play the game, although he wasn’t really doing to well because he was fighting a particularly hard boss. Luckily, the health in the game took a long time to decrease, so he still had a lot of time to beat the boss. Tomura sets his hands that hold the controller onto your thighs, which you didn’t think much of.

Until he took damage again. You jumped, letting out a small gasp at the sudden vibration from the controller that was so close to your cunt. Tomura stopped for a moment before setting his head down on your shoulder. You whimper a bit, knowing that he’s going to keep teasing you from how you can feel him smirk against your skin.

He deliberately presses the control against your clit through your shorts, putting a lot of pressure on it. The controller vibrates again as his character takes damage, which has you reaching behind you to hold onto him. As much as he’d love to beat this boss right now, he always took an opportunity to tease you.

“Tomura.. right now?” You whimper, asking if he has to tease you right now. Tomura lets out a raspy hum at your words, wrapping his arms around you so you can’t escape.

The boss in the game lands nonstop hits, the controller doesn’t stop buzzing, sending shock waves through your body and causing you stomach to drop at the incredible feeling.

“Tomura” you whisper, being caged in his arms as he leans over you. You try to wiggle out of his hard grip but he only holds you tighter and presses the end of the controller harder onto your clit. You wiggle, acting as if you’re trying to escape his arms, but he sees how you press your hips against the control and buck your hips.

“Are you going to cum already?” Tomura rasps quietly, being close enough to your ear for you to hear it. It’s been such a short amount of time and yet you’ve already come undone. You nod your head shakily. “Can I cum?” You ask, always asking before cumming. He only nods his head against your shoulder.

He’ll let you cum. Although there’s still a lot of his health bar left, and he’s determined to keep you here until he gets the ‘game over’ screen.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

[ghulehunknown]

Papa Headcanons - Thanksgiving

They may not be accustomed to American holidays, but they’re excited to eat food and spend the day with you!

Primo

Falls asleep in front of the TV during the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade (but grumbles a few times in his sleep “Is it ready yet?”) and doesn’t wake up until the ghouls yell “dinner time!”

Has to take an antacid before eating

Carves the turkey

Mostly only picks the mushy foods to eat (i.e. casseroles) and only eats half his plate

“I’m thankful for all my ghouls, even the least favorite one.”

Hogs and clogs the toilet after

Secondo

Helps by setting the table and running to the store for last minute things that were either forgotten or you ran out of

Makes a surprisingly good roux for the mac n cheese and the gravy

“What is this American shit?” he asks about half the food on the table

Proceeds to eat and enjoy literally everything, except he still can’t get behind the cranberry sauce. “It wobbles.” (Copia’s head pokes up from his plate, mid face-stuffing.)

“I’m thankful for good food and good company” (he would say while holding his glass up to cheer)

Dutifully helps clean up and washes dishes

Terzo

Peels one potato and says “I’m bored” and walks away. You have to finish peeling them. Then he brags about how he made the mashed potatoes. When you tell him off he says, “Okay, well I helped!”

“Why is everything the same color? I’m not eating that. Oh wait, actually…that’s very good…mmm. Can I have some more?”

Compares everything to Italian food and admits you are an amazing cook and could put his nonna to shame (he never met his nonna but he’s not going to tell you that)

“I’m thankful for titties and ass, dongs of every shape and size, and eh - the female orgas-” (gets interrupted by an elbow to the ribcage, courtesy of you)

Says he has to go to the bathroom to avoid having to help clean up and you never see him again until morning

Wakes you up early the next morning to go Black Friday shopping in his Christmas sweater. (“I’ve always been fascinated by this American sport”)

Copia

He’s in charge of the turkey and he’s very nervous and is taking this job very seriously

In fact he barely speaks to anyone all day because he’s busy burning things in the kitchen and sweating on everything. It’s like a scene from Ratatouille, except it’s just his rats running all over the stove and nibbling on the stuffing.

“I’m not even hungry!” as he shovels food in his face

“I’m thankful for my rats, and cheese. And of course, all of you.”

After dinner he runs dishes back and forth from the table to the kitchen until someone forces him to sit down

Passes the fuck out immediately afterwards in front of his video games

Also clogs the toilet (when did he even have time to do that?)

Nihil

Mumbles something about how he tried breeding dogs once while the National Dog Show plays on TV

Has been systematically picking things from the dishes as they’re being prepared so he truly isn’t hungry during the meal and doesn’t eat much on his plate

Complains about how much Copia burned things and that’s why he’s not eating

“I’m thankful for Seestor”

Falls asleep immediately after dinner

[senoraackerman]

You & Choso Dating HC’s (1 of 2)

I need this man in a way that’s concerning to feminism

This man is a certified Latina lover (he told me himself. I’m very delusional)

Matching Doc Martens >>>>

Just like Geto, LOVES when you comb through his hair

Let’s you practice eyeliner on him

Fucking him till the eyeliner comes off (PAUSE)

You paint his nails for him

He is so shy with you in public

He’s not afraid to show you off, don’t get me wrong but homie is scared of PDA

He has a tongue piercing that you didn’t know about until he ate you out

(tehehehe)

He doesn’t sleep, he hibernates.

You will wake up with this man wrapped around you: legs, arms, fingers, toes, EVERYTHING

You steal his shirts all the time

Loves making things for you

Beaded bracelet? Never coming off

A crappy ceramic mug? Never using another cup AGAIN

Loves when you watch him play video games

Going to concerts with this man is other worldly

He will be buying merch, food, even more merch

Like where is the money coming out of?

Is scared of your dad

He in fact does not boosts your delusions

A/N

I want to say I’ve been busy, but that would be a lie 💀

Spending money on the JJK fortnite megumi skin? Who would ever do that (I did. Fourteen dollars down the drain. I don’t even know how to play fortnite on the computer)

I’m also starting college in like two weeks and the realization has started sinking in. I was thinking ‘I should fix my sleeping schedule’ (it’s almost 3 am)

[sturniozo]

In The Shadows I

masterlist

Most people that work for their father’s company have no choice, they’re thrown into it against their will. I was no different. Ever since I learned what my father really did for a living he had decided it would be what I do to. And I do it well. I’ve been training since I was 16. Now, 6 years later I’m the greatest assassin his company has ever produced.

My father runs a business, a hit man business. Some people are rich enough to hire people like us, people like me. We don’t just kill, we erase. We make people suffer and we make them silenced. Some people hire us just to investigate, gather information on an enemy.

You wouldn’t believe the amount of people that have wanted others dead. Exes wanting revenge, spouses wanting to collect life insurance, adult children sick of their parents. Some of their reasoning isn’t even good, but hey, moneys money right?

The cash isn’t even why I do it. It’s the thrill. Being undercover, being sneaky, solving things people had made difficult because they thought they were smart enough to hide them.

Everything I do, I do for the thrill. That rush of adrenaline that I’ve yet to let anyone who cares about me know about. Most assassins are like me though. No one really does it for the money. That’s just a bonus.

My father’s the only one who knows what I do. He made me what I am today. A killer. Not even my boyfriend of two years knows. He thinks I’m a planner at a company that sells stocks. That’s my cover. Thats my lie.

My eyes snap open as I hear my alarm go off. I dig under my pillow for my phone and shut off the alarm. I set my phone down on the night stand and rub my eyes. 5 am. I look over to my side and see my sleeping boyfriend, Luke. No doubt he went to bed not even an hour ago. He spends most nights staying up all night playing video games.

I sit up in bed and yawn. I get up and make my way to my bathroom. I take a quick shower before leaving to my usual coffee shop for breakfast.

The barista hands me my usual order with a smile. I’m used to seeing her here almost every day. Her usual days off are Wednesday and Friday. I sip on my coffee as I head back to my car. The clock on the console reads 6:53 am. I set the coffee down in the cup holder and drive off to the building I spend so many days in during my childhood, before I knew what it held.

I park in my usual spot, right next to my father’s car. I get out the car with my purse and my coffee, heading to the building entrance. I nod at Bobbie, the security girl, as I swipe my access card. It grants me access to the building and I head straight to my father’s office as I do every morning.

“Ah, good morning my dear.” My dad says as he gets out of his chair and walks to me for a hug.

“Good morning, Dad.” I say as I hug him back tightly.

He pulls away and smiles at me. “What do you have for me today?” He asks.

I dig through my purse and find a little paper bag. I hand it to him. “Open it.” I say while biting my lip to contain my excitement.

My father smiles at me and opens the little paper bag, letting a ring fall out onto his hand. “24 karat diamond?” He asks as he examines it.

“Yep. Fresh off the finger of a very unlucky divorcé.” I tell him.

“Ah, so this is the proof of contract completion for that Mrs. Aubrey then?”

“Ms. Aubrey.” I correct. “And yes, her ex husband won’t be bothering her or her children anymore.”

“That’s a good girl, I knew I could count on you.” My father smiles and puts the ring back in its paper bag. “I’ll have it delivered to her tonight, expect your payment in full my tomorrow morning dear.” He sits back down in his chair.

I sit down in the seat in front of his desk. “That’s my last contract, I’m officially out of running orders.” I say with a laugh.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ve got something for you.” My dad smiles as he begins typing away at his computer.

“What is it?” I ask, leaning in.

“I’ll tell you in a bit, go on back to your office dear.”

“Why wait?”

“There’s more than just you and I for this contract, it’s a big one.”

I smile brightly. My father’s finally giving me a big important contract for my own. “All right. Just call my office when you’re ready for me, Dad.” I say with a smile as I get up from the seat.

“I’ll see you in a bit, dear.” He says as he waves me off.

I walk out of his office and to the elevator. My father’s office is on the top floor, while mine is about seven floors below that, a bit more than 2/3 of the way up the whole building. I walk out of the elevator and see the cubicles. I’m glad I got to skip that part.

I walk down the cleared walkway to my office, but am stopped when someone waves me over.

Casey. She started here as an information analyst just over a year ago. Now she profiles the subjects of our contracts. She’s the one who decides which assassin does what job.

“Hey, Casey.” I rest my arms over her cubicle.

“So, your new contact.” She smiles at me.

“I take it you chose me?” I laugh.

“No, this one came straight from the big man, your dad.” She says.

“Ah, okay. So you have no idea what it is then?” I ask.

“Nope.” She shakes her head.

“Then what did you call me over for?” I ask with a laugh.

“To gossip, duh! What else?” She laughs.

“I’m not one to gossip, Casey, you know that.” I say as I begin to walk away.

“I just wondered if you heard anything about the new guy.” She shrugs.

I turn back to her. “New guy?” I ask.

“He’s on loan from another industry. Apparently he’s their best assassin. Might even be right up there with your skill.” She chuckles.

“Who is it?” I ask.

“Well, I didn’t get a name, but he’s handsome. I snuck a peak at his photo in his file when I was in your dad’s office yesterday.” She smirks. “He’s gorgeous, like a god!” She whispers.

I laugh. “He’s a trained killer?”

She nods. “His file was definitely an assassin file.”

I shake my head. “Don’t be spreading this around. Idle gossip isn’t what people come here for.” I say before walking into my office.

I shut the door behind me and let out a breath. I walk to my desk and set down my now half drunk coffee and my purse. I rub my temple and check the time on my phone. 8:14 am.

I groan and lay my head down in my arms on my desk. No contracts, no one to research or study. Nothing. I sigh and start scrolling aimlessly on my phone.

I get bored fast and see my phone down on my desk. I run my fingers over my face and bounce my knee up and down. The agony and boredom is killing me.

I shake my head and begin searching through my drawers, taking everything out and organizing everything. Within an hour I have everything in my office rearranged. I step back and look at it all, smiling.

I turn around and look out the glass wall of my office. Anyone who looked in here would think I was crazy. I just tore apart my entire office and rearranged it all in an hour, just out of boredom.

Staring out the glass I see someone who makes my breath hitch. Matt Sturniolo. Matt worked at this company years ago. He was one of my father’s greatest assassins. He even taught me most of my tricks. But that all changed when Matt betrayed me.

The call finally comes. My father telling me it’s time to go back up to his office. I have a weird feeling in my stomach, a feeling Matt has something to do with it.

I make my way to the elevator and go back up to my father’s office. I walk out of the elevator and stop when I see him. Matt standing in my father’s office. Just talking with him.

I gather my courage and walk into his office, ignoring Matt completely. “Got the call,” I say to my dad. “What’s the contract?”

“Y/n, you know Matt Sturniolo.” My dad gestures to Matt. I side eye him before looking back at my dad.

“Yes, I remember him.” I mumble.

“He’s your partner for this contract.”

My jaw drops. “He- what?” Matt laughs and I turn to glare at him. “What’s so funny?” I ask him.

“Just you.” Matt says. “You’re like a high school girl with a grudge.”

I glare at him before turning back to my dad. “There’s got to be someone else, or I could just do it myself!” I tell him.

“No, you two are the best assassins I’ve ever met, the best trained killers, the best investigators, the best of the best. I need both of you for this.” My father says in a demanding tone.

“What’s the contract?” Matt asks.

“Finley Wilson.” My father stands up and hands both Matt and me a folder. “Collector of rare curios. He’s not the target though, your job is to befriend him. Pose as a couple in search of useless art and befriend Wilson. Find out who he cares about the most.”

I stare at my father. “Us? A couple?” I point between Matt and myself.

“I won’t hear any of your complaining.” My dad says. “This is an important contact, I want reports every night. Your flight leaves tomorrow afternoon, I suggest you be ready then, understand?” My father says sternly.

I nod and keep my mouth closed.

“Good. Don’t worry, I’ll have your things for your cover sent with you. You’ll need to make a believable couple, and Wilson will have to believe you’re a rich couple looking to buy his curios. That is important. You need him to believe this cover. He’s paranoid, it won’t be easy.”

Matt closer the folder and holds it under his arm. “Where are we going?” He asks.

“Switzerland.”

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[aebinspa]

it's a game i always lose

PAIRING: hanbin x y/n reader

GENRES: fluff, suggestive in the end, boyfriend!hanbin, gyuvin is reader's brother, reader is sooo sleepy but not enough for not to consider her boyfriend, they are in a secret relationship, sillies in love, kisses, hugs and...

WORD COUNT: 0.8k

AUTHOR'S NOTE: english is not my first language! loving hanbin is not enough i have to write something about him so i don't fill my head with thoughts about him ahhh :/

Yet another night spent at the disco had reduced you to a rag: your makeup was running, your dress was starting to look too short after hours of dancing and to top it all off, you had had a few too many drinks. It was already half past three when your best friend's father - who had everyone in the car this evening - dropped you off at your front door.

You greeted all your friends with the little energy you had left, who reciprocated by rolling down the window, and, after trying to open the door several times, you managed to get in on the fourth try. The only illuminated area of the entrance was the living room located immediately on the left.

You almost had a shock seeing five men looking at you in total darkness, illuminated only by the light of the television on which the video game they were playing was still playing. “Oh god guys fuck it!” you jumped in the air as soon as you saw them. “Big sister,” Gyuvin began while munching on some chips, “I didn’t know you were coming back, you know, I thought you were staying at Isa’s. I invited the boys, sorry” It’s absurd that you and your girlfriend aren’t even able to communicate by text.

“Y/n, if you want there’s room to stay here with us” Hanbin said sweetly before moving some of the pillows they had thrown on the floor to make some space for you. Seeing him there with his red cheeks and the pajamas you had given him last Christmas had woken you up from the deep sleep that was about to give you the shot of alcohol in your blood.

If only you and Hanbin hadn’t been hiding your relationship—it would soon be a year—from all his friends and your brother Gyuvin, maybe by now you would have had the chance to throw yourself into his arms and ask him to take off your makeup while you begged him to come and warm up in bed with you.

But you were too tired so you refused shaking your head and apologizing to everyone before going up to your room and starting to take off everything you were wearing to jump in the shower and relax.

As soon as you got out of the shower, with only a towel on and your hair completely wet, you didn't immediately notice the figure sitting on your bed. What woke you up, once again, was the sweet laugh you heard, without first - as per ritual since you had met Gyuvin's friends - you jumped up in the air in fear.

"Hanbin!" "Sorry Y/n, next time I will seriously warn you" all seasoned with a giggle that made it clear what his true intentions were "What are you doing here? Where are the others?" "Everyone has gone back to their homes" You looked at him with an expression that made Hanbin understand well what you were about to ask him.

"Gyuvin knows, I told him a month ago" "Don't-" he grabbed you by the waist and forced you to sit on his knees. The sudden contact - and the knowledge that you were still completely naked under the towel - made you blush and, instinctively, you put your face in the hollow of his neck, inhaling a particularly pleasant scent.

“Gyuvin is calm, in fact, I don’t think he cares at all” “So I’ve been worrying about nothing?” “I would say so, Y/n.” “He's really too busy with Isa to care about me, apparently.” A huge smile formed on your lips.

“Hanbin” You stood up straight, so you could be face to face with him. “Tell me” “Where is Gyuvin?” “At Isa’s” You looked at him with a strange light in your eyes before kissing him rashly enough to surprise him, but Hanbin returned the kiss in a few moments, placing his hands on your waist.

“I'm sorry, you did all the work yourself. We were supposed to tell him together and instead…” “And instead I did what was right to do. I got a lecture from a boy younger than me and I promised him to always love you as if it were the last day”

You were both out of breath, it was four in the morning and the sheets were already unmade. “Hanbin” “Tell me, Y/n” Apparently the boy couldn’t stop tucking your wet hair behind your ears while you spoke. “How about we play a game?” Hanbin nodded without a second thought. “I'm hiding and if you can find me you can do whatever you want to me” Although Hanbin had laughed at the bizarre proposal, you felt his hands squeeze your hips even tighter.

"Hanbin, I'm under the sheets" “Oddly enough, it's a game where you always lose” “And strangely enough, you never manage to lose in this game.” That night you were both thankful that neither Gyuvin nor the boys were home.

[yaksha-lover]

Good morning/evening! Anon that asked about the concepts here. 😅 I’ve lately been super caught up on the angst potential of a Yuu who is slowly dying as a result of magic exposure due to not being from Twisted Wonderland. There’s just so many ways this could go, depending on how much Yuu likes being in Twisted Wonderland.

For instance, imagine living your entire life caught up in the wonder of fantasy and mythology only to be whisked off to a strange and wonderful world full of the magic that made up your childhood dreams. Getting to live your fantasies, see so many things that before you could only dream of, meet so many interesting people, and make memories that you would never forget. A fairytale given life. Only to be brought crashing down to earth with the knowledge that you are withering away here so far from home, possibly fated to never to see your loved ones again. The loneliness and fear that would set in with the realization as this turns from a dream come true to a complete nightmare.

A child cursed to die alone and forgotten as a stranger in a strange land.

Anyway, thoughts?

I love this idea, it’s so tragic. The idea of an inevitable ending blooming from something that was once so wonderful.

I almost think it’s more tragic if Yuu never wanted to return, if their life in this world was much better than their last. Finally having friends, people who care about them. Getting to live life and do things instead of wasting away in their room all day. Escaping everything in their past and leaving it all behind.

Of course, things are never that simple. Yuu does not belong here. They were never destined to befriend Ace and Deuce, to stay with Grim forever. There’s no one to blame, no one to curse except the cold, unforgiving hands of the universe.

You try to stay positive at first. Sure, you’re the first case of this happening and no one knows how to treat it, but that doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t mean you won’t be okay. Right?

When you first get sick, more people come to visit than you imagined. It’s endearing, seeing even those you weren’t close with stop by to express their support.

Riddle comes by, Cater and Trey following. Riddle tells you about classes, trying to keep you caught up on things. Cater tells him to stop worrying about school, but you like the normalcy of it. As though you’ll make it long enough to make keeping up with school worthwhile. Trey brings his baked goods, much more delicious than anything they’ve been serving in the hospital.

Even those who seemed apathetic to your existence would come sometimes. Leona came, it seemed, just to taken naps; you appreciated the silent company. Azul would stop by and drag Idia along for the three of you to play chess together. Kalim would come bursting in; it was nice, almost, to see someone that positive during this time. Jamil would accompany him, of course, immediately going into caretaker mode for you. Vil was busy, but he would stop by when he could, offering to get you an early screening of his newest movie. Rook would come too, describing everything going on at campus in such a beautiful way that it was almost as if you were there to experience it. Ortho would also insist on visiting you, meaning Idia would be forced to come once again, and play video games with you; it was perfect while you were bed-bound. Malleus and Lilia come when they can, bringing trinkets and small gifts. Malleus even offers to hold his club meetings in your room, if it were to help.

It’s harder to hold on to that hope once the symptoms start. It’s hazy, for one. You sleep most hours away, but it’s always a treat to wake up with Adeuce sitting in a chairs nearby, Grim cuddled into the side of the hospital bed.

It’s harder for everyone to visit, after a while. You understand. They have their own lives, things keeping them away. They have futures, unlike you. Still, it’s a bit lonely, to feel that everyone is starting to forget about you before you’re even gone. Even with your friends and Grim spending every hour they aren’t in class here, it’s hard.

It just isn’t fair.

You aren’t from this world, and soon it’s as though no one will remember you were ever here in the first place.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 13 - Jockey

@wolfstarmicrofic August 13, word count 710

Previous part First Jegulus part

Sirius hadn’t seen James much since he’d brought Regulus into the café earlier that week. He’d popped in a few times on his way to meet up with Sirius’s little brother, but it was never more than a passing visit. He was on his best behaviour any way. Keeping all the sly remarks he wanted to say at Regulus’s expense to himself. Remus had given him a final warning before he got Effie involved, when he’d caught him muttering something unkind under his breath and, since then, he’d been very careful about what he said. But he had the café to keep him busy and a bet to check up on.

He had his phone propped up on the side in the kitchen with the horse racing playing on it. He didn’t particularly like horse racing, but his parents owned a racehorse, ‘Nobel Black’, who would be running in this race and, ever since he’d found out who his owners were, he placed a bet on him to lose, and every time he placed a bet the horse lost. Nobel Black had been on a winning streak before Sirius started his betting, but he hadn't won a race since that first bet. 

The horses tore around the racetrack. Nobel Black was out in front, way ahead of the others. 

“Damn it,” Sirius breathed, as the horse raced on, nearing the finish line. Then on the last turn, the horse stumbled, its shoe flew off, and the jockey was unseated. “Yes!” He cheered loudly when Nobel Black fell behind and another horse beat him to the finish line. He didn’t wish ill on the horse, he just didn’t want his parents to make any money from him. 

“Lost again did he?” Remus asked, popping his head around the corner as he got the milk from the fridge. 

“Yup,” Sirius grinned happily. 

“Good. Now, get back to work, there are people waiting,” Remus winked at him and returned to his counter. Sirius rushed out and took everyone’s orders, apologising for their wait. 

“Is James coming over tonight? He asked Remus on their way home. He was £20 better off and was treating them to a takeaway. 

“He said something about going to meet a few of Regulus’s friends, so probably not,” Remus replied. Sirius scuffed his feet on the floor. He missed his best friend. 

“Regulus’s friends are horrible,” He grumbled. 

“Are they or did you just think they were because they were Regulus’s friends?” Remus asked gently. Sirius had to really think about that. Remus had been uncovering so many things since Regulus’s return that Sirius hadn’t even realised he’d got so twisted up in his mind. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll figure everything out together,” Remus told him, taking his hand and kissing his knuckles. 

He sent a message to James, checking in. He was still worried no matter what Remus said. 

‘How’s it going?’ He asked. James’s reply came soon after. 

‘Great. Barty and Evan are mental. Pandora’s amazing. I'm having a really good time. We’re playing snap,’

“See,” Remus said as he peered at Sirius’s phone. “They’re playing snap. They can’t be that bad,”

“They sound a bit boring actually,” Sirius scoffed, putting his phone away and settling in to watch the film Remus had picked. 

His phone buzzed just as he and Remus were getting ready for bed. It was a short video from James. Sirius pressed play.

James’s face filled the screen. He was very clearly drunk.

“Woohoo, Sirius, you should be here. It’s crazy, look!” James turned his phone around and showed Regulus, Barty and Evan playing the fastest game of snap he’d ever seen. 

“Snap!” Regulus shouted, and the other two drank, before they started again. “Snap!” Regulus shouted again, and the other two did another round of shots. “I’m sleeping over. We’ll come to the café tomorrow. Love you!” James kissed the screen and then stopped the recording. 

“Okay, that looked like the most exciting game of snap I’ve ever seen. We should try it,” Remus said, before going into the bathroom to brush his teeth. 

“Yeah, it did, didn’t it,” Sirius said quietly. James had looked so happy in those few moments on the video. Maybe he should give his brother a chance. 

Next part

[anthracite-writes]

Obey Me! Dating Headcanons (SFW)

ft. Datable sides (excluding Luke) - SEPRATE

NOTE: These are just my personal headcanons for the side datables I’ve had for the 3 years I’ve been playing this game and what I think I think would fit them, if some of the headcanons are may be very OOC - apologies in advance.

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 !!: What it’s like dating the side datables + love languages NOT PROOF READ - APOLOGIES IF THERE’S TYPOS OR SPELLING ERRORS!!!

𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓸

Love Language? Quality Time and Physical Touch [and maybe Gift giving.]

Tries to spend time with you despite his extremely busy schedule - even if it means just a small greeting when he sees you walking in the halls of RAD or in the streets of the Devildom.

Small interactions as basic as glimpses when you two pass each other or a wave mean so much to him.

Tries his best to keep you out of the public eye, he's a noble figure in the Devildom being the future king and all - Diavolo doesn't want you getting caught up in gossip or any danger

I would feel like he would sneak out of his castle when he fully knows he has a mountain of paperwork waiting in his study office or even royal duties to attend to.

The scolding from Barbatos is all worth if it was to spend just a couple minutes with you

But... not after a bit of running away and avoiding Barbatos, this is where the Physical touch comes on.

He loves the thrill of a good chase, especially with you.

Once Barbatos spots the two of you, Dia would grab your hand and start running no matter where you are.

It can be in the middle of town, the grounds of RAD, or the halls of the House of Lamentation - he's running with your hand in his, laughing and smiling from the adrenaline.

Hiding with you against walls or in cramp spaces - having you pressed against his body and holding you close to him as he peered around corners or trying to stay hidden from Barbatos.

Oh no, Barbatos caught you and now is dragging Dia back to the castle to do the mountain of paper work and/or his royal duties.

As he's getting dragged away he's looking over his shoulder at you as he smiles and waves.

Hell, man has a small smile on his face as he hangs his head down while Barbatos has him kneeling as he got scolded, just happy to have your touch and memories of being together even if it's such a short amount of time.

When he does get time off and free time in his extremely busy schedule - that's when he pull out the little notebook he keeps of date ideas he wants to do with you.

The dates go one of two ways; over the top or simple.

Over the top dates? Oh he buys out whole fancy restaurants, guards around you two 24/7 [at a distance], carnival dates, reserves stores out for just you two to go shopping and he will pay for everything [even if you try to convince him not to], takes you to exclusive venues in the Devildom for all your favourite things and interests.

Simple dates? Picnics, Tea in the castle's garden, long walks around the castle grounds.

You want to go even simpler? okay. He loves it when you're just around him. Stay with him during those late nights in his study office when he's working away, just your company is enough for him to be at ease and maybe he'll let you sit on his lap as he works.

When he can make time with you he'll text you, video calling you at night when he's working or when he's about to go to bed so you two can talk about whatever till one of you fall asleep on the call.

If you fall asleep on the call, Dia would say on the call, admiring you peacefulness when you sleep, wishing you were there beside him in his bed.

Calls you 'sweetheart' or 'my crowned one' or 'little royal'

Fav. places to kiss? Top of your head and hands

𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓼

Love Language? Quality time and Acts of Service to the MOON

Mans so busy being Diavolo’s butler so spending time with you is an absolute delight for him.

If he sees you at the corner of his eye when he's by Diavolo's side [like he always is], Barbs would look over at you longingly.

If you meet his gaze, trust me - he would give you a soft smile and a settle ways, his cheeks turning red.

When he has a light work day, he'll most likely invite you to the castle to spend time with him while he works, often apologizing that he doesn't spend enough time with you.

If you offer to help him with any of his duties, he will turn you down time after time

But with enough pressure, Barbatos will allow it just let him do the heavy lifting.

Scratch that, he WILL do like 99.9% of the job while he lets you like... hold a feather duster or sort out the mail.

Once done all his tasks for the day, he'll prepare you snacks and something to drink for all you hard work.

Would use this down time he has to catch up with you over snacks and drinks in the Demon Lord's Garden.

When he get a day off, oh he dedicates his day off all to you.

He'll go one walks with you as the two of chat.

Dates consist of going to tea shops, bakeries, picnics - or just anything you want to do for the day, he'll happily follow you around.

just being around you and seeing you happy makes his day better.

If you're busy on his rare days off, he'll help you.

No, nor only help - He'll do whatever you had to do that day.

Happily will prepare snacks for you - even if it's just tea or something to drink.

He's used to serving Diavolo, so let him spoil you with his services - He'll be your bulter boyfriend.

Keeps his hands off you unless you ask him [ex. hugs, holding hands, cuddles, etc.]

As much as you insist that he can do things on his own accord with you, he still wishes for you to either request for it before he does anything

Loves having sleeping video calls with you when he couldn't spend a second with you.

Listens to you as you talk about your day till you fall asleep on camera.

constantly thinking about using his control over time to spend more time with you, maybe even freezing time to spend time with you. [but it might fuck up the timeline and he's not risking that]

may have rewind time one or many times during conversations with you because he messed up something.

calls you either by your name or some variation of your name, not very big on cutsy pet names.

Fav places to kiss? Hands, cheeks and lips.

𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷

Love Language? Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch.

man is literally a writer, he has a way with words - source? Trust me, bro

Though, his attempts of flirting can come off a bit awkward at times but it’s cute so let’s forgive him.

Definitely morning texts telling you to live this day to the fullest, you can do anything if you put your mind to it, reminds you to hydrated and eat - list goes on, and it’s a very long list of things he wants to tell you first thing in the morning.

When you see him, he's already greeting you - telling you he was just thinking about you and asking you how you've been

Def. makes the first moves for physical affection [ie. hugs, kisses, hand-holding]

Happily accepts hugs from you and other forms of physical affection

Often lets you hang out when he's writing to keep him company.

During his writing breaks or he hit a wall with his storyline - he'll come over to you and lay his head down on your shoulder or lap, letting you play with his hair and hand or caress his face while he steps back from his writing

Will let you read the transcripts of his newest book and give a reader's point-of-view, wanting you to be honest with him with your criticisms.

Love it when you come over to him when he's working away one his novels and you just wrap your arms around his neck from behind and rest your head on his shoulders. He will MELT right in to your embrace as he answers any questions you have for him [book related or not]

Let's you get the first read of the published copy of his most recent novel

Tries to keep you out of media's eyes due to his popularity of his writing in all three realms.

Is extremely honest about how he's feeling, he would never want to his anything from you - especially regarding his emotions.

That being said - when he's jealous, he'll tell you.

Lays there late at night in his bed just thinking about you for sure.

Writes short stories or poetry when he misses or thinks about you and shares his works with you.

Goes straight to you if he runs into any tech problems with his D.D.D., tablets, laptop, list goes on

You don't even have to know anything about tech - most likely he's forgotten how to boot up his laptop of he deleted an app on his D.D.D.

Calls you 'my dove', 'little angel', or 'my muse'.

Fav. places to kiss? Forehead, eyelids, lips, and nose. [get it? they're all ANGEL kisses-]

𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓷

Love Language? Quality time for sure. [mans hella lonely tbh, being alive for over 200 years or so.]

I feel like he's fairly old-fashioned with his loving - by that I mean he just wants to be around you every second of the day, enjoying the small moments in life with you and only you.

Wants to be the only one to hold your gaze.

Hates it when you're not around, he feels lost or like he's missing a part of you.

He understands you're your own person and you have your own things to do - he doesn't want you to think you need to be bound to him nor does he want you to think he's bound to you.

Easily forgets important dates such as your relationship anniversaries or birthday.

but he does set reminders on his calendar to remind himself about said dates.

Occasionally gets jealous when you spend time with other people such as the brothers but would never make it known.

Def. a lot of human world dates - it's the only place where he can truly be alone with you.

Dates are fairly normal when you two are in public in the human world.

But in private and away from human eyes - it's enchanting... no literally. Takes you on a beautiful picnic he set up with floating lights held by magic and food he bought [thank god for that]

Loves making magical items for you which often has some kind of use to contact him when you two are apart.

Loves it when you take an interest in his Sorcerer side.

Often showing you enchantments, spells, and curses he's been working on.

Love it when you two spend time reading together - he'd be reading up on new spells for him to try using to become more powerful while you read whatever you want to read.

Would happily teach you magic and take you under his wing for becoming a Sorcerer - that means you'll be around him more.

Def goes easy on you, guiding you step by step of the way on your way to becoming a great Sorcerer like him.

When casting spells, he'll take that to seize the moment closer to you, taking your wrists gently in his hands - guiding your hands as he tell you; 'now repeat after me...'

Probably uses spells and enchantments he knows to tease you in a playful manner.

Def. uses curses and enchantments on people who even look at you the wrong way.

Calls you 'little sorcerer' or just by your name.

Fav. place to kiss? Lips and hands.

[sumtheamazinglysickauthor]

Awake - A Xyx Fanfic

“Doll, you awake yet?” You hear your husband call out, groaning in response. You slept a bit late due to reading another romance visual novel and was now tired as hell. A chuckle comes out of the mouth of the man you were now wanting to strangle as you felt him climb on the bed.

“Xyx, let me sleep” you whined.

“Love, as adorable as you are sleeping, I made us brekkie. I reckon it’s gonna get cold if we don’t go eat.”

“We can warm it up later”

“We can…” he whispers, his breath on your ear, “But I worked oh so very hard and it would be such a shame to let it go to waste. How about we make a deal, hm?”

You smile, eyes still closed, “What is it this time? You want my money?”

“Hm… Close but no, doll. Not this time." He pauses for a moment, and you can tell he has a smirk on his face as he asks, his voice deeper, "Remind me, how good are you with your tongue?”

You get flustered for a moment, before letting out a giggle and finally opening your eyes to look at him. “Pretty good, actually. You should know.”

“Oh love, trust me I do. Just wanted to know if you’ve been practicing.”

“Yeah, I have someone helping me.”

Xyx smirks, looking into your eyes. “Do you now? Is he handsome?”

“Let’s just say he looks like a model. He’s great with his tongue, too. Best partner I’ve ever been paired with.” Though you sound confident, you feel yourself turning red.

“Oh? Is that so? Very… good to know. I’ll have you know I was hoping to have a friendly competition of…”

You wait.

“That was your cue for a drumroll, doll.”

“Was it? I had no idea.” A lie, of course. You had gone through a similar conversation before back when you did video calls in the server. You’d never forget them. You’re not sure you’d forget any moment if Xyx was there. He always did have a way to make things memorable.

“Oh, you little troll.” He tickles you for a bit.

“H-Hey! Cut it o-out.” you laugh out, “I cede! I cede!”

“Good.” he stops, “Anyway. Tongue Twisters! Let’s see if you’ve improved, yeah?”

“Sure thing. I’ll win this time. Ready to be defeated?”

“Oh we’ll see… You know the rules, don’t ya?” he asks the question like the two of you haven’t been playing this very game for years. Little does this stupidly gorgeous man know, you remember every single conversation the two of you have had.

“Hm… Why would I? Not like we’ve been doing this for years or anything.”

He lets out a chuckle, “Let’s see if you can still be sly after this.”

“The student might’ve become the master, you never know.”

“Mhm." His tone was sarcastic, "Let’s start off easy. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? He would chuck, he would, as much as he could, and chuck as much as a woodchuck would if a woodchuck could chuck wood.”

“You’re going fast again. I’m gonna need you to go a bit slower."

“Oh? But I thought the student became the master? What happened to defeating me?”

“Fine then.” You reply a bit too stubbornly. You clear your throat before trying to repeat after him, “How much wood could a woodchuck chunk- chu- Damn it!”

“What’s wrong, doll, cat got your tongue?”

“No, Cat’s too busy sleeping and they love me too much to do something like that.”

Xyx shakes his head, letting out a snicker before responding with, “Hm… I suppose you’re right. Let’s try another one” He takes your hand in his.

“T-The one with the imaginary manager?” “That’s the one, doll. So you remember, I see. Good. You might make it farther than last time then.” He gives your hand a little squeeze, “Can you imagine an imaginary menagerie manager imagining managing an imaginary menagerie?”

You tried listening closely, but the feeling of his warm hand in yours was enough to make you lose your concentration. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and somehow reply, “Can you imagine an imaginary men-menagerie manager- manager imagining menaging- managing an imaginary menagerie? Dammit!”

“Pfft-” he lets out a laugh, slightly blushing, “Oh, you’re adorable as always, love. How about this one? Mr. See owned a saw, and Mr. Soar owned a seesaw. Had Soar seen See’s saw before See sawed Soar’s seesaw, See’s saw would not have sawed.”

“Mr. See owned a saw, and Mr. Saw owned a see... God!”

Xyx smiles cheekily, “Oh. Baby. Not even close. Listen up, yeah?”

You start realizing something, before concentrating on his words.

“Mr. See owned a saw, and Mr. Saw owned a seesaw.”

You clear your throat, repeating after him, “Mr. See owned a saw, and Mr. Saw owned a seesaw”

“Had Soar seen See’s saw before See sawed Soar’s seesaw, See’s saw would not have sawed.” he smirks

“Hey! Ugh!’ You fight back a smile as he waits for you to respond, “Had Soar– Ugh… No!”

“Did you really mess up again? I’ll go ahead and declare myself the winner. However, for your efforts, I will name you runner-up.” You can't help but get the feeling of deja vu at his words.

“Gee thanks. Can we go get breakfast now?” You say, rolling your eyes, a bit salty.

"What, mad you lost?" he raises a brow, "Doesn’t seem like you’ve practiced considering that is exactly what you replied with the first time we did this.”

You look back at him in shock, “You… remember?”

“Hard to forget some of the best moments of my life.” He says so casually, as if he hadn’t just confessed to the time spent with you being the best moments of his life. As if he isn’t making your heart beat fast. As if his words wouldn’t make you internally scream and blush so hard, which is what you were doing right now. Blushing. Hard. How could this man say such beautiful things in such a cool manner? You’d never know.

“They were… some of the best of mine too, actually. Hadn’t forgotten a single detail of our chats, video calls, late night bike rides… You could quiz me on any detail actually, and I’d probably get it right.”

Xyx stares at you, slowly moving your hand to intertwine his fingers with yours as he gently gives it another squeeze. “N-Now doll… If this is your way of distracting me from celebrating my trillionth victory, you are rather cheeky.” he jokes, “Know you won’t get away with it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it” you smile, before looking deep into him. Sometimes, it was hard to believe that this man was your husband. He seemed like something out of a novel, sometimes. “Xyx…”

“Yes… love?”

“I love you.” You blush. The two of you were married, so you had said it before. You could never say it in a normal manner, though.

“I love you too, doll.” His beautiful emerald eyes had softened. You used your free hand to slowly touch his hair as the two of you just stared at each other. He brings the hand intertwined with his to his lips, giving it a soft kiss before he pulled you in, kissing your lips.

A soft meow startled the two of you, as you sat up straight, looking at the direction of the sound. Cat had woken up and was now sitting on the floor. “Really, ya little freeloader? Decided to interrupt our little moment, did ya?”

You giggle. Xyx cares for Cat, the two of you had spoiled them so much when they were sick. Though, your husband does get annoyed whenever Cat shows up to interrupt a special moment. Like now. You didn’t mind too much, though. How can anyone get mad at this cute little furball?

After a few moments of Xyx and Cat playfully arguing, you get up. “C’mon, Xyx. I’m sure Cat has learnt their lesson. Let’s warm up the brekkie? A deal’s a deal.”

He looks at you, chuckling before getting up. “Guess you’re right. Let’s go now, yeah?”

You grab his hand as you guys leave for the dinner table with Cat following, interlocking your hands. While you didn't know where the rest of your life will take you, there was one thing you were sure of: You would always love this man and no obstacle would be able to keep you away from him.

[marshmcmallowboy]

It’s been a while since I posted a life update. As mentioned earlier today I’ve been wanting to write this for a while now and today just felt right.

I’ve surpassed my maximum weight by about 10 pounds reaching 365 lbs last week

I now have two jobs, as opposed to no jobs. Starbucks has lots of fun tiny treats to taste thru-out the day, and weirdly enough opening is my favorite. Setting up the day for success and greeting everyone with a warm smile

I work for an in home senior help company. They send me out half the week for people who need help in any way, be it cleaning, cooking, or just good company. Having someone there is always good, and they always want their independence. As long as it’s in a safe environment

It’s been just over two months since I met my current partner, I’ve never been happier. They want me big and they want to be big, we’ve bonded over shitty moms, video games and are playing our first dnd game tomorrow. I feel so safe when I’m with him and I’m so happy I found him.

I’ve also been spending more time with my grandma and making sure she’s happy makes me happy. We’ve just started season three of “the good place” heavily recommend that one.

I can tell that my mental health is doing a lot better now that I’ve busied myself with loved ones, it feels good, but I also worry for the future. Can I maintain this? Will I continue to be happy? What challenges will I face in the future? How can I give myself the love that I so desperately give to others?

I’ve tried edibles and have been taking them more regularly to help myself sleep at night. It’s been successful so far, and I take one maybe every three days.

Depression keeps on trying to crawl up the hole I’ve put it in, it’s successfully stayed in there for a while now and it feels really good. Though I can’t help but wonder if this will come back to bite me in the ass.

I’m happy that I’ve been gaining more consistently. I’m exited to see what the next few pounds will look like.

[sarahblueskyyyy]

Night

Dewdrop x Rain, fluff, romance, friendship, etc.

It’s not really a rocket science to figure out Dewdrop’s emotions, really. ["I can't sleep."] Well. Mountain, Phantom, and Swiss are not really surprised.

It’s not really a rocket science to figure out Dewdrop’s emotions. Most of the times, anything he feels or thinks are easily seen through his expression. Crystal clear—even the siblings of sin have no difficulty guessing his train of thoughts.

Funnily enough—he doesn’t recognize that aspect of his. He doesn’t think he show that much of a reaction when he’s faced with something. And a lot of times he doesn’t even realize why he feels the way he does.

That’s why, Phantom, Swiss, and Mountain are not surprised when Dewdrop barges into their room, all frowned and seems in a bad mood.

The three ghouls are throwing looks at each other.

“I can’t sleep,” Dewdrop kindly provides the explanation before anyone could ask. He closes the door behind him.

Obviously, Phantom thinks to himself. But he tries his best to not show his smile. He’s sitting on the swivel chair, leans his chest against the backrest cushion. While he’s continuing his game, fingers swiping all across his phone’s screen, he humours Dewdrop by asking a question with faux innocence, “I think it has to do with the caffeine you consumed.”

Dewdrop rolls his red orbs, gets closer to Mountain who’s sitting on the bed and lying down on the Earth Ghoul’s thighs. Instantly, the gentle giant brings his fingers to brush over the platinum strands out of Dewdrop’s face.

“I’ve always been fine drinking it,” Dewdrop says defensively. “Besides, it doesn’t do much to our metabolism.”

“Right,” Swiss chirped. He’s tuning his acoustic guitar. “Maybe you ate something wrong?”

Dewdrop shakes his head in frustration. “As I said—I don’t think it’s something I ingested.”

Mountain smiles softly. His green eyes are glinting dimly. “Maybe we should call Rain?”

“What? Why? He’s busy,” Dewdrop sighs and closes his eyes. “He’s still in the practice room with Papa and the others.”

Phantom chuckles. “Okay, then. Want to try some method to make you fall asleep?”

“…. Huh. Do things like that work?”

“Well, we don’t know until we try.” Swiss puts his guitar back into the case. “So, what are our options?"

“Oh, right.” Phantom switches the game application to a social media platform. “Okay, so—according to this video—there are several ways to fall asleep easily. Guaranteed, it says.”

Dewdrop feels like this is a trickery or some sort, but—he sighs and asks, “Okay, what is it?”

“Drink warm milk.”

Dewdrops gives his middle finger to the youngest ghoul. “‘M not a toddler.”

“Hey! Milk contains tryptophan which is an amino acid that can help make you feel sleepy."

Mountain laughs when he sees Dewdrops knits his eyebrows. “Okay, let’s try the other alternatives.”

Phantom let his thumb scrolling on the screen. “Listen to ASMR and try to empty your mind.”

Okay, that one is worth the try. Swiss turns off the light and Phantom plays a raining ASMR. Dewdrop, still rests his head on Mountain, can hear the faint, gentle, lullaby-like sound of raining. It’s as if there is a real rain outside the building and its spatters are being muffled by the walls. It sounds calming.

Dewdrops wants to relax the working mind of his—he really does. But it keeps wandering around, like a kid jumping on one place to another. First, he’s imagining his own, comforting room. Inside his head, Rain is showing up, lying on his own bed. He remembers the way he scooted over on Rain and the ghoul once complained—saying something like, “You go to your own bed, Dew!”

But of course, Dewdrop never one of following orders. He knows Rain will surrender and let him annoy him, squeezes the blue-eyed ghoul with all his might. At the end, Rain will scoff but never shoo him away.

Wait, this is not helping him at all.

Dewdrop fusses, “I still can’t sleep.”

Swiss boos. “And here we are trying to be as quiet as a rock.”

The Fire Ghoul hisses.

“Okay, how about breathing exercise?” Phantom suggests another trick. “Slowly inhale and counting to 4, hold your breath for 7 seconds, and exhale through your mouth for 8 seconds.”

“Why do I need to breath manually?”

Mountain grins and ruffles Dewdrop’s hair.

Swiss rolls his eyes. “Do you want to sleep or not?”

Dewdrop does as he told. He takes a deep breath for a solid 4 seconds, then hold it, let the air sits on his lungs, before he finally breathes out. He repeats this, hoping he’d fall asleep. But, seriously—why is it so damn hard? He never had this problem before.

Well, it’s not like he’s always have a perfect slumber every day. There are some times where he tosses around for a while. But it was never this severe. It’s like no matter what he’s doing, the whole universe and every cell of his body are collaborating; alerting his nerves, as if telling him that he can’t fall asleep yet.

What did he do when he can’t sleep before, anyway? Went to Rain? Then—what?

Dewdrop opens his eyes once more. “Swiss, can you hug me?”

Swiss squints and then nods. “Sure.”

He crawls up to the bed, snatches a pillow, and put it on Mountain’s thighs. The drummer simple question is ignored, “Can we not do this on my legs?"

Phantom chuckles. The big man is going to have a muscle cramp.

Swiss sighs tenderly before wrapping his arms around Dewdrops. He gives him a light, but firm squeeze.

Dewdrop frowns. Amongst the others, Swiss’ figure is the most similar with Rain’s. Swiss has this comforting fragrance, like a mixture of mild soap and ocean.  But somehow—this doesn’t feel right. It feels weird. It’s like pushing a piece of a puzzle in a wrong spot. It works somehow, the whole picture is finished, but—there will be a small, micro gap, and it just feels … incomplete.

“Okay, off you go,” Dewdrop says in irritation—a tone he directs mostly towards himself. “I want to go back to my own room.”

Swiss nods and letting Dewdrop go. 

Dewdrop lifts his head, gets up, and ready to leave the room. But before he does that, he turns his head first to the others, and says genuinely, “Thanks anyway.”

Some replies are echoing throughout the room and Dewdrops goes out from there.

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The moment he opens that door, Dewdrop is greeted by Rain’s blue, sky-coloured eyes. The Water Ghoul just taken a bath—Dewdrop can see the towel still anchored to his head.

Rain smiles, sitting on the side of his bed. “Oh, welcome back. Swiss said you were hanging out in their room?”

Dewdrop doesn’t answer. Instead, he shuts the door, and walking towards Rain. His strides are fast, but not rushing. Then, Dewdrop plunks himself to Rain, makes Rain swaying and fall backwards; head bumps to the pillow.

“Hm-mn?” Rain’s fingers are slipped between the filaments of Dewdrop’s hair. “What’s wrong?”

Dewdrop’s body is relaxing, letting all his limbs sags and rests. He could feel gravitation is pulling him softly, drags him to the world of dreams, as if it’s doing a rock-a-bye to him. Dewdrop smells a petrichor—and it’s lulling him away.

“Sleepy,” Dewdrop answers, half-asleep. His eyelids feel ridiculously heavy.

“Why didn’t you sleep first?” Rain looks at his phone. Exactly midnight. “Papa, Cirrus, and I were discussing new choreography.”

The question is not answered. When Rain takes off his attention from the phone—he snickers seeing Dewdrop is already falling asleep. Rhythmic breath, un-knitted eyebrows. Dewdrops sure looks peaceful when he’s not awake or throwing fits.

Despite Dewdrop puts all his weight on Rain, Rain tries to get up a little; bring his lips and kiss The Fire Ghoul’s forehead. Then, Rain picks up the towel on top of his head and flings it to wherever it may land.

“Goodnight, Dew.”

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Is he asleep?

Yeah? The minute he flops down on the bed.

What, why? He couldn't sleep??

Nah, nothing. You get rest.

Swiss looks up at his phone and scoffs. Then, he places the electronic on the top of his nightstand. He turns over his body and hugs Phantom—who’s already snoring faintly.

[galaxysodapopdraws]

Up next on the reference sheet train is Shard of course! Here’s a some mini things about him as well:

The reason why shard has a prosthetic arm is because when he was accidentally turned organic, he had a cannon equipped. So physically it ended up being a clean nub where his hand should be. When he’s not using the robo arm he’s taping random stuff to the nub saying he’s “holding” whatever he’s got.

Shard’s eyes and power shard do in fact change color in organic form. But only from green to red. Of course the turn red when he’s angry but also while being mischievous and annoyed.

The robot is touched-starved, almost all the time. Ever since he became organic and received a head pay and hug from Chuck, he can’t get enough! He’ll happily say yes to any hug, and it isn’t uncommon to see chuck sleeping on the couch sitting up and shard snuggled in next to him playing a video game or texting his friends.

And finally for now, even though Jack is his code name in the SFF, it was chuck who gave him the name as his actual name. I’d go in more about this but it will show up in the shard comic :]

That’s all for now! I just started school this week so I’ve been busy. But hopefully I’ll be posting more art and comic pages soon!