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[soscarlett1twas]

Sakuverse Characters x My Fantasy World

For roughly seven years now, I’ve been developing a fantasy world: I’ve vaguely posted about it before. But, for a while, I’ve been thinking about what the Sakuverse characters would be like within my curious little world, and it’s an AU I’ve come to adore. So I wanted to share it with you all.

But this is still the internet, and y’all are still strangers. So to protect the details, I've decided to alter the names of countries, people, places, etc, as well as remove certain specifics. I retain that this is not a post for inspiration or something to draw from. Worldbuilding is an art done by consenting minds, and my efforts are not yours. Besides, there is nothing more beautiful than your own work coming to fruition.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy this glimpse into my paracosm. <3

Quick Notes On Worldbuilding:

Geography

I’m currently reworking my actual map and ngl, maps are one of the easiest things for people to steal and pass off as their own, so take this very rough illustration of what my world looks like (I swear it gets better from here). And yes, I will be referring to the continents via their silly names on this map. I think it’s funny.

Magic

Magic is not an infinite resource in my world. There are five “spheres” of magic, each pertaining roughly to a continent (the northern and southern wastelands share one). I only explore 4/5 here. Each sphere has a basin for the magic to be drawn from, and each basin takes on a different form, corresponding to the type of magic:

Kachow’s magic is basically energy manipulation – particularly lightning – so its basin is a heavy cloud which hangs over the continent. Seaworld’s is the ocean which surrounds it. Terra’s is a forest, and the two Wasteland’s are basically an aurora borealis/australis. Despite how vast they are, these basins are drained by corresponding magic usage, and by the time written records really start popping up they no longer stretch across their entire continent. (Seaworld’s ocean has a lower water level the more it’s drained.)

Inhabitants

There are four sentient species. Lets call them Humans (though they're really not), Elves, Avians, and Chiropterans. Their main difference, besides physiology, is how they interact with magic:

Humans control, altering the elements as they exist before them. They look like regular humans.

Elves channel, they themselves conduits for magic. They look like humans as well, but with long, pointed ears and horns.

Avians create. They're the only ones with the ability to replenish the basins. They look like bird people.

Chiropterans … well, no one’s exactly sure, except themselves. They look like bat people.

Side note: a certain species doesn’t live only on a specific continent. Humans live practically everywhere, elves do as well but in much smaller numbers in the two Wasteland’s, and Avians populate the Wasteland’s and Seaworld. Chiropterans are esoteric and live away from the others, so there’s not really a complete census there. I’ve included examples of all four.

Sakuverse Time

(Be aware that for some of these I really go into the lore, while for others, it’s completely based on vibe. Depends on how much I know about the character. Also I do ignore the listeners for the most part. Earis is the most egregious example of just straight-up erasing them, but for the rest assumptions can be made. With all that said, please enjoy. <3)

Elias Kachow Human [1209 R]

As innovation flourished across the rest of the world, Kachow somewhat got left behind. With the heavy cloud that hung over them and most citizens being land-locked, they only knew stories of the world beyond: tales from travellers and researchers but nothing to really ground them in that reality.

Exception being the farthest-western province (which we’ll just call the West for now, it’ll come up again later). The cloud’s center doesn’t belong in the dead-middle of the continent, but is slightly tilted to the east. As it dissipates overtime from magic use, the West is the first to experience life truly without the cloud looming overhead constantly. Moreover, the effects are yet to be disastrous as the West is a coastal region and the basin is still strong enough to be pulled upon from farther distances.

But what this opens up is innovation. Specifically, maritime technology. Prior to this Kachow really wasn’t involved, only touched by world powers but not desired. But with these interactions, predominantly from Seaworldian explorers who had pretty advanced ships, the West became acquainted with a ton of new technology, like compasses. But perhaps most important were the astrolabes as, without the cloud blocking most of the view, they could start using the sky as a reference.

All this to say, ships became a booming industry – and in tandem, so did piracy. The Wraiths would be a gang of pirates. I imagine similarly to their canon creation, it would be to safeguard people from really harmful pirates (the Vex, Skoligs, etc.) working almost like privateers, but would eventually spiral into piracy themselves. (Pirate Queen Tara? Pirate Queen Tara.)

Elias would, of course, be heir to this empire, with Warden and James basically slotting into the pirate-equivalent roles that they have now. Warden being the face of it all, James the right hand.

But a crucial difference here would be Elias’ interest in astronomy. While in canon it’s shunted by Warden, he’d be allowed to further his interest here. It would prove to be invaluable information due to the dependance on astrolabes, and it’d make him a very adept pirate. While I’m not sure it would fully skew his current stance on the matter, I imagine he’d be much more open to the idea of becoming the next Wraith leader in this world. It’d mesh a lot more with his actual passion.

Not really related to the rest of this, but he’d also be an irresponsible magic user as a teenager. Rebellious spirit and all that. As he tested his magical limits, he would try to emulate elvish technique (channeling magic) and end up really hurt. He’s a human, he wouldn’t be able to withstand it. But he’d end up with these kickass scars that sprawl across his arm and back, shaped like lightning and, occasionally, pulse.

(I have a drawing of the scars but not saved to my phone. Currently travelling for Thanksgiving so I’ll add it when I get home lmao.)

Zaros Kymen Atha’lin Kachow Elf [1949 R]

There is no equivalent for the Trials at this time, in this monarchy. There are equivalents for the noble houses, however: I imagine Zaros would belong to the West (from Elias’ section), which at this point has been long sucked into an empire, son of Nira who would be the region’s vicereine.

Now, I say specifically the West because of their long history of being independent from Eneldus. Of the four classifications which determine if a region is under Eneldus’ jurisdiction, the West is the only one (at this time) which is actively disputed, because it’s always been disputed. Remember all the ships and piracy? Yeah, that whole industry got destroyed when the empire signed a pact with a Seaworldian country (the main victim of it), but that doesn't mean that spirit died with it.

Multiple independence movements have started. All have failed. It wasn’t until a few decades prior that the area got the representation in government of a typical region of the empire, with the Atha’lin family promoted to be its head.

Now, radicals wouldn’t be chosen to be the viceroy of any sect, and certainly not the famously belligerent one. And, despite the sympathies they may have, the Atha’lins wouldn’t be. Nira’s work would instead take a similar tint to canon, where she is an advocate for those the empire neglects. She’d work for her region's benefit and pull absolutely no punches. This would not make her popular with the other viceroyalty. She would not care.

Now, Zaros would be shipped away to the empire’s capital (basically as far east as you can go without touching the shore) for schooling, similar to Astorian (?). But he’d finish all of his education there and likely remain, working inside the palace as a Western delegate to advocate for the region. He’d be prepping to one day take over his mother’s duty as governor of his region, but those days are far ahead of him. There’d be no vying for the throne.

A few decades down the line, once he has supplanted his mother and works back in the West, the empire actually shatters due to the empress committing suicide in the height of international turmoil. Ironically, this grants the West everything it wants – and Zaros would likely become the blossoming country’s new leader. But with this cost comes the total dissipation of the Kachow cloud, the continent’s magical basin.

I admit, it’s all a little divorced from his canon. But honestly it’s one of my favorite time periods of my world and it gives Zaros the similar backstory and possible future.

+ I did a doodle of him as an elf! Kachow elves have horns that curl completely around the ears when they mature. I gave him sharper ears because it’s considered more conventionally attractive (in the past, some would break their ear bones upwards in a process similar to Chinese footbinding to achieve the look) and hair that was slightly curlier. The heat wouldn’t keep his pin-straight hair in place for long.

Jonah Terra Elf [~2010 R]

With Kachow’s basin officially disappearing, it was a huge wake-up call for a lot of people. The other continents began to expedite their restoration efforts to avoid the same fate. Terra especially was getting really involved, as unlike Seaworld or the Wasteland’s, the continent isn’t a native home of avians – again, the only ones who can restore the basins – so they thought they were next on the chopping block.

But these pushes often advocated for a lack of magic usage, an unfair policy for literally everyone. Many fought against this. After all, it wasn’t until magic was predominantly in the hands of corporations and government that it became unsustainable. So a counter-culture emerged to these policies, which instead advocated for a return to a traditional, grassroots way of living. (Not traditional as in conservative, traditional more as in lacking modern innovation that stressed the Terra basin.)

Jonah just… fits into this time period. I confess, I don’t know him particularly well as a character, but I feel more than anytime else, he’d be a product of this movement. Aesthetically, his hair wouldn’t be a thing to gawk at as it would, say, a century earlier. Hair dyes became a symbol of these communities, as Terrans could very easily make them with their magical abilities in very sustainable ways, as growing just enough flowers to grind into dye would barely tax the forest at all.

I’m at a tiny loss for the streamer attribute to him, but there’s something to the fact he’s fostered a community through his gaming. That kind of connection with a larger group of people is exactly what fueled a lot of this movement. He’d thrive here, I think.

Isaac Rhoades North Wastelander Elf [~1930 R]

Elves really only start populating the Wasteland’s once they have to, conflict or magical exhaust or some other reason that pushes them away from their homeland. But they are lonely places, and despite the auroras which illuminate the sky, they are in the dark for months on end. It’s much like Alaska – especially for non-native inhabitants such as elves, not many have the heart to stay.

Luckily, dear Isaac is attuned to loneliness. While he’d be far from thriving, he’d be content with his work in the Northern Wasteland. He’d live in one of the southern-most mountain ranges, where most non-avian Wasterlanders do, and with his wealth afford a home much closer to the ground. The weather is less severe down there.

Elvish Wastelanders have different funeral rites from most (many prefer sky burials) and bury their dead in the ground or sink them into the frozen sea. Isaac would opt for the ground for his parents and Grandfather, but he’d have no garden; very little grows this far north. Instead he’d have glass-blown flowers his mother cherished, a common decoration around the holidays. She had them out all year.

His work in this world wouldn’t be too far off from what he does on earth. I chose this time period because of the gang culture which was subtlety running rampant throughout the area, and would be his focus. There is no Asirel to direct him (we’ll get to him in a moment) and no Collective. Instead, Isaac would be employed by aristocrats who sought to undermine crime barons.

The Rhoades would be quasi-nobility. Their work would bring them into the tight-knit upper circles of Wastelander government, and while they’d live luxuriously, the targets on their backs would be huge. It doesn’t help that many syndicates around this time are fueled by Kachow money, so they’d be caught in the midst of politics much larger than themselves. (At its apex, a specific syndicate was literally at war with the Northern Wasteland’s government. I would elaborate, but it’s the plot of a novel I haven’t fully sorted through yet, so I don’t think I can haha.)

Luca Pearce South Wastelander Human [~1500s R]

Unlike Isaac, Luca is not such an expert in loneliness. But he’d also live in the Wastelands, though he’d be a southern.

The Southern Wasteland was the last continent to be “discovered” and form strong connections to the rest of the world. But they made do with what was available. Avians and non-avians formed tighter connections here earlier due to necessity and have a very healthy, symbiotic relationship. Pertinent here, avians became messengers between human settlements when they couldn’t brave the journeys themselves.

But during the summer seasons, when the snow and bleary weather aren’t a fatal hazard, humans are able to make these journeys themselves – though they can’t do it alone. Dog sledding became the primary means of travel for these workers. With Luca’s fondness for animals and general isolation (prior to being with Babe), he slots in pretty nicely.

It is grueling and lonesome work, and given Luca’s anxiety, it seems unlikely he’d be good for the job. But he doesn’t have to interact with anyone – just reach supply and drop off points – and move onto his next assignment. His distance from people due to bullying may be what pushes him to the career in the first place, and he’d attach heavily to his pack of sleigh dogs.

The ideal breed for sleigh dogs have portions of their fur that’s illuminated from their proximity to the basin. They’re not the fastest, but it keeps messengers able to see and move, even if it’s dark out during the entire day. Later, when the Southern Wasteland begins trading more with foreign countries, crystals imported from the Seaworldian/Terran border are imbued with magic and line the sleds, lighting the way and allowing them to use faster dogs.

Most messengers form life-long bonds with their packs, and Luca especially – his would probably be a culmination of those given to him as part of the job and rescues. Still, the work does things to a person. Many human messengers eventually commit suicide.

Asirel Cain North Wastelander Avian [~500 Pre-R]

Wasteland avians weren’t particularly integrated with humans or elves until much later, so a lot of their early history is completely unknown. Select communities may have had a strong enough oral tradition to capture the gist of really early history, but those have been mostly turned to folk stories. And for early avian cultures which have died out, it means people don’t know of their existence at all.

One of the rare exceptions is the Chough culture (again, a placeholder name). Having nested at the highest known altitude of any avian, these people lived in some of the most dangerous mountain ranges in the world. Even until the latest point of time in this post, their homes were so dangerous that any non-avian could barely start scaling the mountains, and modern avians have lost their resistance to these conditions, similarly making them unable to find out.

Quite frankly, they’re a hypothesis more than fact. But little relics have fallen from these mountains and made their ways to the hands of archaeologists – carvings in a style distinct from the other surrounding cultures, lithic flakes, etc. Most damning are their statues of figures, certainly avians but not familiar ones. They look like alpine choughs.

While not a secret society which runs the world, Asirel as one of these avians was actually one of the first ideas I had for this AU. He retains the esoteric aspect to his character and is still the “top of the food chain,” so to speak. Avians don’t hunt other avians, but certain local cultures have aspects of their mythos which can be traced back to the Choughs (the oral history being skewed over time) which make them seem as an imposing, strong people who others generally avoided.

Evidence of Asirel would be scarce. But with his ambition, it’s likely he’d be carved into their figurines to honor an important member of the community. The high winds would force it off the range, and an archaeologist would find it in the snow. His visage remains in a museum, himself a figurehead for what the world cannot know.

Andrew Marston Chiropteran [~1800s R]

You may notice the lack of magical distinction for Andrew. He’s also the only chiropteran. They’re wanderers, who migrated to the continents via a dense web of cave systems which, by this point, have yet to be retraced. Eventually, their homeland was found – but that’s a story for a different day.

Originally I made Andrew a Wasteland elf. But chiropteran is more interesting because of their concepts of family and religion. Namely, because the former barely exists while the latter does in abundance.

Chiropterans live in communities called colonies, where they roost in large numbers. There is no family which binds a person by blood, you are instead connected to every person in the colony via a regimented structure of elders and children. Even biological siblings barely acknowledge it. The difference for twins is that, if you look identical to another person, it’s harder to ignore.

Religion works as the glue for these communities. If you don’t have the instinctual knowledge that your very body connects you to your colony, it’s the belief of a common force working above the rest of you that does. Thousands of chiropteran faiths exist, down to differences so subtle that only those initiated can see them. Every colony, from the ones with millions of people to tens, follows a different faith.

Now. Everything above describes a very traditional way of living, but that would be the way Andrew lived for his first few decades. With his parents as a constant influence, he’d remain in the colony and grow up similarly – gifted child with a bent for history and literature – with the exception of his brother. Andrew and Simon would grow up with a rare sibling bond in these colonies, known only between the two of them. Their parents would do everything to separate the two, but I think that would incite them to be closer.

But, when the time comes, Simon wouldn’t run away. Faith isn’t a method of repressing him and Andrew (quick note but homophobia also literally does not exist in this world) but instead is as foundational as the concept of friendship is to us. It is the invisible bonds which tie you to the people you love. Both would hold onto that, and interpret their expression of family as a unique form of this bond, given to them by the faith they follow. That doesn’t mean they’d be incredibly pious. They just mean they wouldn’t fully reject it.

With chiropterans long lifespans (longer than any other sentient species on average), both would eventually leave the colony. Andrew would focus himself into his studies and become a leading expert in his fields. After all, when he's older, he’ll have lived long enough to see the rise and fall of what humans and elves are formalizing into subjects. He’d find partners and explore the world. I can see him getting married twice, as so many do.

Here’s some reference as to what chiropterans look like. The first image was drawn by the wonderful @spooky_gecko on TikTok.

Xanthus & Cevyk

With them being mythics, I thought it more appropriate to make these two folkloric/mythological beings that don’t actually exist beyond stories, just as vampires and demons are to us.

Xanthus: Akin to vampires are demons who are thought to drain the “life essence" from a person. Aka, they can take away your ability to use magic, effectively collecting the different forms. These demons, depending on what they’ve extracted, can use multiple types of magic – making them incredibly dangerous. They don’t feed, as vamps do. Instead they’re often portrayed with limbs made of jewels, the kind I mentioned earlier which can hold magic, and inflict deep wounds into flesh in order to harness a person’s given power.

These stories originate from the fifth magical sphere I mentioned in the worldbuilding notes, and upon making contact, people turned its users into legends. They don’t wield all abilities – but it’s mysterious knowledge that, with misunderstanding, gets misconstrued. Nobody particularly believes in them, and become pop culture symbols co-opted from historical fears.

Cevyk: He’d be a butterfly. It sounds insane, but they’re common psychopomp figures and symbols of the afterlife, and vengeful ones at that. He’d be a little butterfly that’s an omen of death.

(As for Dontis, horniness is an affliction which transcends the bonds of earth. Succubi exist here basically in the same form as they in canon.)

Thank you for listening to me ramble :) Feel free to ask any questions. I’m going to slither back into my cave now.

[deadlynavigation]

Hello May i have a m! Wednesday x reader, where he is giving his partner kisses on their face but his partner keeps laughs because his hair keeps tickling them.

Hellish Mornings

Fandom: The Addams Family

Pairing: Male!Wednesday Addams x Reader

Warnings: Slightly out-of-character Wednesday.

Author's Note: Wednesday and reader are aged up in this- same as previous fic. Can yall think of nicknames for Wednesday too? I have nothing.

Do not copy, plagiarize, or translate any of my works or their assets.

Wednesday has always been the early riser in the relationship. No matter what, he’s the one to be up early, running around the house before your alarm has even gone off.

And sometimes, it’s nice- he’s waiting for you almost every morning, leaning against the kitchen counter with coffee and a kiss ready. Or he’ll still be in bed, holding you close as he traces every inch of your skin with his eyes as he waits for your stunning eyes to flutter open.

But other times, it gets on your nerves. Like today.

It was going to be a rushed morning, and you knew that. You had to get to work early for a huge presentation, and Wednesday had an appointment accidentally scheduled an hour earlier. You were both dreading it, but at the same time, you knew Wednesays’ habit of rising early would make things a lot easier.

And it was, it definitely was. Just not in the way you had imagined it to be.

Your alarm goes off at an ungodly hour. The sharp ringing sends you into a murderous mindset, and as the day’s upcoming events come back to mind, you’re about ready to start a war. But you hold yourself back, instead choosing to roll over and shut the very, very annoying wake-up call off. And you would’ve popped out of bed, but two long arms stretch out and yank you right back into bed.

“Stay,” Wednesday murmurs into your hair once you’re back in his arms.

“Baby, are you feeling okay? Why aren’t you up?” You question, slightly shocked that your boyfriend isn’t fully awake.

“I’m perfectly fine. I just don’t want you going into today with that murderous glint in your eyes.”

A smile starts to grow on your face. “I thought you liked that look.”

“I do,” Wednesday groans. “I do. But to not have time to enjoy it thoroughly would be hell.”

“Then I’ll save it for tonight,” You whisper. He groans, this time louder, but moves on fairly quickly.

“I’ll live,” Wednesday whispers back, leaning in to plant a kiss on your lips. He kisses you once more, drawing it out before pulling back and moving up your face. He continues his attack, his hair slowly moving into your space and brushing against you. It’s cute- until it starts to tickle.

“Babe-” you laugh, cutting off your sentence. Wednesday immediately backs up, but before he can question what’s wrong, you run your fingers through his lengthy hair.

“Your hair,” you breathe. “It is way too long for it not to tickle while we’re making out.”

Wednesday sighs in relief. “I’ll get it cut soon. In the meantime,” he leans back in, covering you in kisses as his hair drapes over you once more.

And you can’t help it- you start to laugh, harder than before. He backs up once more, rolling his eyes in faked exasperation before fully rising from the bed.

“Well, since you can’t handle my hair, we’ll get up. Time to face this hellish day, my love.”

And as you both ready yourselves for the day, nothing else is said, but in the back of your minds:

It’s slightly less hellish with you.

(Navigation)

[blazinbeautywrites]

DONE

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on  this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my  ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit. None of the pics or gifs I use belong to me unless stated otherwise. Full credit goes to the originators of said gifs and pics.

A/N: Be gentle with me yall lol. I'm rusty and this is my first story back after basically rebranding my blog. Hope yall enjoy.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of miscarriage

Length: 1,133 words

Genre: Angst

Jaela was beyond done. This man had embarrassed her for the last time. She stared at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but be disappointed in herself for how her life turned out. How did she get here? When did she become this woman? After leaving her bathroom she walked out into her living room where 6 large boxes sat, full of her ex's things. Yahya Abdul Manteen II. The man who's responsible for the cold heart that now sat inside of Jaela's body. When she went to see him on set she heard him fucking another woman in his trailer. She was there to surprise him, only for her to be the one getting surprised. She left quietly, making sure none of the other cast and crew or his team saw her. She vowed that this was the last time she'd stand by while he cheats. She was over his constant infidelity and she hated that after each time he'd given himself to another woman, she'd take him back after his broken promises to do better. So she did what she had to do. She ghosted him. It'd been almost 2 weeks of him calling and texting non-stop. He even had his friends and his mother calling her. The only person she communicated with was his mother. She was the one who introduced them and she was disappointed in her son but had hope he and Jaela would work it out..

“So he’s convinced that you’re cheating on him and that’s why you’re not talking to him. Asked me to call and spy on you.” His mom spoke. She chuckled a bit remembering how desperate Yahya sounded.

“Well that’s rich coming from him. He fucks anything with legs and he’s worried that I’m sleeping with other people?” Jaela replied. She knows she's supposed to respect her elders but she was thrown off by his audacity.

“What are you going to do? Don’t you think he deserves to know that you no longer want to be with him?” She asks.

“Are you fucking kidding me? I know that's your son and I'm sorry for all the cussing. But you need to ask his trifling ass did I deserve to know he wanted to fuck other women before he decided to cheat! I would have rather he dumped me first but noooooo he wants to have his cake and eat it too. I’M FUCKING DONE!!!!” Jaela yelled. She hung up on her then resumed her packing. 

She managed to fill a couple more boxes and put them in the living room with the others. She popped open a bottle of Stella Rosa Black and got the largest glass she could find. She filled it a bit over half way and started chugging her wine like it was water. Before she could finish off her glass, she heard a knock at the door. When she peeked through the peephole, she was disgusted. She opened the door without a word and let Yahya walk in.

“Well hello to you too. Mean ass. And here I am thinking you're sick or some shit.” He said.

“Boy, why are you here? I know you’re dumb, but you’re not that dumb.” Jaela snarked. She hated how smug he looked and wanted to wipe that shit right off of his face.

“Awww baby don’t be like that. I entertained this bratty shit for 2 weeks. It’s time for me to come back home.” Yayha teased.

“Home? And what bills do you pay my nigga? Cuz last time I fucking checked, I pay all the bills in this bitch. You need to leave. I told your ass I was done and meant it. So get all of this shit outta my house or I’m donating it to the Good Will.” Jaela yelled. He looked at her like she lost her damn mind. Ain’t no way this bitch just talked to him like that, he thought. He walked up on her and yoked her up, applying pressure to her upper arm.

“See, I know you don’t think I was just gonna let your ass walk away like that. Did you really think you were gonna dump me in a text and I wouldn’t pop up on your ass? What? You mad cuz I fuck other women from time to time? So the fuck what. You knew what you were getting into when you got with me. I love you and I come home to YOU! Yet you trying to leave ME?! Bitch I should have left YOU, especially after you killed our baby. But no, I stayed with you. Just like you stayed with me after all those other times.You wanna break up, fine. But just remember, no one will love you like I do.” Yahya seethed. Jaela promised she was done shedding tears over this man but at the mention of the son they lost, her eyes watered. She remembered that day. The ride to the hospital, hearing the news. She even remembered him blaming her for the loss and she got angry.

“FUCK YOU! I lost our child because of YOU! You stressed me out with your bullshit and our son paid the fucking price. And I’m glad no one will love me the way you did because that shit isn’t love! I fucking HATE you and I wish I never met you. You’ve fucked me up so bad in the head. For 3 years I let you ruin me and break me down. But no more. NO FUCKING MORE!” Jaela fumed. She’d had it with him. The fucking audacity of this piece of shit. He had never seen her this angry and he didn’t know what to do.

“Baby I-”

“Get the fuck out!” She sighed after calming herself down. She was exasperated and beyond exhausted. All she wanted to do was get her living room cleared out and try to enjoy the rest of her night.

“You not giving my shit away, Jaela.” He warned. She looked at him and laughed. He was taken aback but let it go.

“All of that and you’re worried about all this materialistic ass shit? Oh baby don’t worry, I’ll make sure your precious items make it back to you safely. Just leave.” She said, as she watched him walk out the door, she collapsed on the nearest sofa and let out a long shaky breath. In a way she felt relieved. On the other hand she felt heartbroken at the deterioration of her relationship. Yahya was the man she called her forever and he ruined that. She also held herself accountable for all the bare minimum things she accepted out of her fear of loneliness. 

But tomorrow is a new day and it’s time for her to begin her healing.

[alynswim]

Phoebe Cheats Hey Arnold Original air date: October 15, 1997 Part 1

Starts at school with their new teacher, Mr. Simmons, announcing the winner of the best essay. Helga comments on how since Phoebe is "the best at everything" naturally she will win. Phoebe says nothing, but her face says it all, she *also* expects to win. Expect, nope! The winner of the best essay in class goes to their classmate Sheena. Helga makes a comment that perhaps Phoebe is "slipping". Phoebe tries (badly) to brush it off, saying she’s happy to see her classmates win. But Helga isn’t buying it.

Simmons starts to announce the "Citizens of the Month" awards: Helga: "Let me guess, Phoebe, Phoebe and....Phoebe?" Simmons: "Gerald, Nadine, and Harold!"

Again, Phoebe is shocked. Helga is quietly enjoying it.

Simmons announces the next contest. The poetry contest. The winner of which will get a trophy of famous poet, Emily Dickinson.

Phoebe tells Helga how "she must win this contest" and Helga responds to her telling her how she’d better "spill her guts" if she wants to win.

We then cut to both Phoebe and Helga at home, struggling to write their poems. Phoebe approaches her poem in a very...intellectual way. Whereas Helga is clearly taking a more emotional route.

It’s a pretty good way of demonstrating that "intelligence" in certain areas doesn’t necessarily translate to "competency" in others. For sure Phoebe is smart, but this type of writing requires drawing from different kinds of wells. Wells that Helga is already tapped into.

Helga’s about ready to give up until she finds some inspiration.

"Yearning" this, "Longing" that. Lemme show yall some *real* yearning. Watch and learn.

Meanwhile, Phoebe is still struggling. She decides to read a book of poems to use as a guide, but gets discouraged, thinking she isn’t able to write as good a poem as the people in the book. She puts the book aside and tries again.

But she "has to win", Phoebe says. She opens the book back up. She closes her blinds, turns off all the lights except her desk light, and waits for someone outside the room to walk past before copying a poem directly from her book. Word for word.

I do sympathize with Phoebe here. Writing is hard! Not just the physical act of it and not just following all the structural and grammatical rules, but also the constant nagging feeling that what you’re writing is complete dogshit. Especially when you start making comparisons.

It takes a special kind of courage to "spill your guts out" (as Helga commented earlier) on the page. It requires thinking, even for just a moment, that you have something worth saying.

It also begs the question of why out of all things Phoebe chooses a poetry contest to cheat at? She clearly has had the drive and motivation to push through difficult assignments; what makes this any different?

One of my favorite writers ever, Rod Serling, had a quote about writing and rejection.

A lot of writing requires putting yourself out there in such a way that when someone tells you it sucks that’s as if they’re saying *you* suck; not just as a writer, but as an individual.

It’s why you’ll sometimes see rich authors in their 50s on here name-searching themselves and starting fights with teenagers who riffed on their book or whatever.

We cut to Simmons reading Phoebe’s plagiarized poem to the class and announcing her as the winner. Stinky, impressed, asks her if she really did write all those "pretty words’ herself? Phoebe smiles awkwardly (and shamefully).

Simmons goes on to announce the second-place winner. A poem by "Anonymous". Helga immediately knows who it is and withdraws in her seat.

Phoebe goes home and her parents tell her how proud they are of her winning. Phoebe feels uncomfortable from all the attention and decides to retreat to her room.

Once there, she starts talking to the Emily Dickinson trophy and begins to justify her cheating to her: "It’s not as though I cheat all the time. And I know more about poetry than anyone else in class." Which like...oof...lot to unpack with that statement there.

The unresponsive Dickinson trophy pisses Phoebe off and she shoves her in a drawer in her desk.

Phoebe has trouble sleeping and in the middle of the night, her mom comes into her room and sees the trophy in the drawer. Her mom takes it out and places it on the small table next to Phoebe’s bed.

Phoebe wakes up the next morning, puts her glasses on, and is *freaked the fuck out* to see that the trophy is been watching her sleep.

As Phoebe leaves the room, she yells at the Dickinson trophy about how the poem Phoebe plagiarized was "rotting away" and how she "rescued it". Again, lot to unpack there lol.

Phoebe ends up having a one-on-one with Mr. Simmons. She tells Simmons how she ended up writing lots of poems, but how bad they were. Simmons responds by saying that that is part of the creative process.

She is trying to come clean to Mr. Simmons, but before she can, Principal Wartz comes in and asks Simmons for help with an upcoming open house. Simmons suggests having students do a reading and tells Wartz about Phoebe’s great poem. Wartz is impressed.

A funny scene plays out where Wartz says how the school is "proud of our multicultural heritage" and asks Phoebe where she comes from: Phoebe stares at Wartz blankly and says, "Kentucky, sir".

"Well Phoebe, let’s make Ken-tuc-kai, proud with a prize-winning poem!"

Back at home, Phoebe is fencing with her dad, very aggressively. Her dad tells her that he made contact and Phoebe argues that he didn’t. Her dad accepts it gracefully because of how "honest" Phoebe always is.

Phoebe snaps and leaves in a huff. Leaving her dad confused. Her mom goes to ask her if anything is wrong. While soaking in the tub, she responds that everything is fine, but clearly Phoebe is having a hard time with things. Sick bathroom btw.

Later Phoebe has trouble sleeping again. The Dickinson trophy begins to talk, mocking her. Dickinson: "Well, if it isn’t Little Miss Smartypants." Phoebe: "You’re an inanimate object, you can’t talk!" Dickinson: "And *you*, can’t write poetry."

"Cheater....cheater!"

"Cheater."

Phoebe screams and throws her bonsai tree at her. Sitting there and just kind of taking in everything.

The next day, Phoebe decides to bury Dickinson in the sandbox at the park. Dickinson scolds her again calling her "naive". Phoebe finishes burying the trophy and leaves.

After she leaves, a kid jumps onto the mound of dirt that Phoebe made burying the trophy and the trophy ends up popping out onto the sidewalk. At that same moment, Arnold and Gerald happen to come across it and figure Phoebe must have lost it and they decide to return it.

[LINK TO PART 2]

[pr1ncessm00n]

for sale or wanted — jean kirstein x fem!reader

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semi written chapter <3

jean’s perspective :

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y/n’s perspective :

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jean:

Rolling his eyes, Jean exited out of his and Connie’s conversation. He paused for a minute, staring at his recent conversations. His thumb hovered over Y/N’s number, and he found himself selecting their messages. Not knowing why, Jean felt the urge to save her contact.

It might be useful later, Jean rationalized.

Clicking ‘Save Contact’, Jean quickly wrote “y/n” in the name category before saving her number. He didn’t know why he would need it or want it later… but he couldn’t resist the blossoming feeling of hope that this wouldn’t be the only interaction he had with Sasha’s estranged roommate.

Jean couldn’t deny that she was attractive, and even though their first greeting was awkward, the nervousness quickly melted away into carefree conversation. Jean mentally chastised himself for possibly oversharing with the girl he just met, but he couldn’t push away the giddiness that accompanied whenever he played back the words he and Y/N exchanged. He secretly hoped he would get to chat with her again when he returned later to pick up the couch with Reiner, his soccer team mate. He wondered what Y/N’s first impression of him was. Did she think he was weak for not being able to transport the couch? Did she find him as charismatic as he found her? Why was he so nervous?

Jean wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans and grabbed his house key. He chalked the nervousness off to just simply being unnerved by the girl’s beauty. It was nothing out of the usual. It was just one interaction, he reminded himself. At least, that’s what he was telling his friends.

Reiner honked from the outside of Jean’s apartment, causing Jean to break out of his thoughts. Jean quickly shuffled to the door, making sure to grab a jacket and a hair tie on his way out the door and to Y/N’s dorm, and to potentially a new connection.

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Jean couldn’t resist tweeting what he thought.

lol Armin trying to hide his lil chess club meetings hehe

Jean lowkey doesn’t want Eren to go to Y/N’s bc he feels like he’ll steal all the attention.

Jean’s mom told Sasha and Connie about how he would chant for omelets as a kid and as you can see, they will not let Jean live it down.

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a/n:

ahh! firstly THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! for your sweet messages and i just cant believe yall really enjoy this that much. ive been kind of busy lately so ik this might be rushed and its not even proofread im ngl but i promise i actually have a plot and outline 😭 just bear with me. anyways i also wanted to add :

any art i use for social media posts i do NOT own!! all credit goes to the creators, sadly i find most of these on pinterest so they don’t all have creator’s credit and i can’t keep up with all of them to list. i won’t remove any watermarks however and if anyone recognizes an artist’s work and would like to tag, mention them or send me a message so i can post about it please feel free to do so!! i am not here to plagiarize or steal anyone’s hard work and i appreciate artists so much <33

anyways i’m sorry this is short but it is slowburn people lol. see y’all <3

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[caramelcal]

Trained for Sin {part two}

Word Count: 2.2k 

Ship: Luke Patterson x Reader

a/n: wow...here is your highly requested part two! YALL GOT ME FEELIN FAMOUS!! Thank you so much for every single comment, note, request, repost and message. I am so thankful for them all and I’m glad you guys enjoy my silly little fics lol...

Would a ‘Luke Patterson’ tag be something you guys are interested in, so that you would be notified for every Luke fic I post or no? It’s just a little idea right now...

From Luke’s point of view for a bit of ~spice~

Warnings: friends with benefits themes, sexual themes, swearing 

Tags: @iainttakingshitfromnobody​ @ilymarkchan​ @starjane312​ @miranda0102​ @katrin-okay​ @mah-gah-lee​ @fantastic-fans​ @phantompogues​ @fangirlangioma​

disclaimer: i do not condone plagiarism on my work at all, this has not been posted on any other platforms, or on tumblr anywhere else but my account (rosemoonmist) if you see anyone plagiarizing mine (or anyone else’s account) please inform the rightful author ! thank you lovelies x

Part One   Masterlist

It wasn’t a particularly normal experience for Luke to be called down by his mom, but he tried to give it no thought as he bounded down the stairs that day. He could faintly hear the sound of a car starting up and leaving outside as he turned his attention towards his mom, “Hey mom, what’s up?”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he saw his mother stare down at the parcel with a slight, almost unnoticeable, frown. The older woman walked towards her son, giving him a weak smile as she spoke to him, “A h/c haired girl dropped this off for you. She seemed upset.”

That was even more confusing to Luke. Who would drop him off a parcel, and why would they be upset? He took the package off of his mother, flipping it around to look at the neat handwriting splayed out on the envelope that sat on top of the tan packaging of the parcel. That was your handwriting, but why would you send him a letter and a parcel?

Giving his mom a muttered thanks, Luke doesn’t stay around for any small talk and instead goes back up into his room, kicking the door shut behind him, all of his attention now on the parcel. Something is wrong, he knows that.

The guitar that Luke was playing before he was called down was long forgotten about as he sat down on the edge of his best, ripping the tan paper that you had wrapped the item in. You wrapped it as if it was a gift but it wasn’t. It was his hoodie he had given you the previous night in the car. Why did you not just return this yourself?

He placed the hoodie next to him on his bed, the envelope still in his hand. He was confused. Yet, as he opened the envelope and the key fell onto his lap everything started to fall into place. That was the house key he gave you so that you could come over whenever he needed you. With that, his stomach fell. No.

Luke was far from dumb, and he could already tell what this was going to be. He had dumped girls over text, he had dumped them in person, and just from the start of your letter, he knew what you were writing to him about. He just didn’t want to believe it.

Dear Luke,

This was probably not what you were imagining to get. Maybe you were imagining a present, or maybe you had a parcel that you were supposed to be getting delivered or something but this isn’t like that. Apologies for possibly getting your hopes up, but this way everything will be easier. I won’t have to fumble over my words and you won’t have to sit in embarrassment as some random girl tells you she no longer wants to have sex with you.

After that last statement, I can already tell you’ve probably stopped reading this, possibly ripped it up, or set it on fire and that’s alright. Yet, no matter how cliché it sounds, this isn’t your fault. This...Whatever we had was great while it lasted, especially at the start but now I have to search for something else. For something more...romantic.

I know you aren’t the romantic type, that had become obvious to me over the past months we have been involved with each other and that’s perfectly okay. I never expected anything more from you. I didn’t expect me to ever want anything more either but the more I watch the girls in the hallways with their boyfriend’s sweatshirts on, holding hands, kissing, hugging I can’t help but yearn for that.

I know I can never ask you to give me that because that was not our deal. I was never supposed to want anything more than meaningless sex, but I did, and I do. I’m just sorry it had taken me this long to realize this was not what I wanted; for either of us.

I think it’s best we don’t contact each other again, whether it be over the phone or in real life, not to give ourselves time to heal but to give us time to recover: for you to find a new girl that will give you everything I have and more; less commitment and more adrenaline and for me to find someone that will give me what I want. These last few months have been an interesting experience, and I wish you all the best.

I’m sorry.

You were gone, and you weren’t planning on coming back.

. . .

Luke had never been one for romance. The whole ‘teenage sweethearts' thing wasn’t for him. He knew that a lot of girls would kill to be in a relationship with him, but it was for popularity; you didn’t want that. Popularity was not a factor for you at all, Luke knew that even if he didn’t speak to you much.

Unbeknownst to you, Luke watched you too. Your small manners and quirks, and quickly became good at reading you. That was how he knew you were embarrassed in the car, even if he couldn’t see you blush. Luke knew a lot more about you than you suspected but the one thing he didn’t know was that you liked romance. Yet, it seemed that was new to you too. 

He thought you were all about the adrenaline and hook-ups like he was, and after seeing how you were on the first night you guys spent together, he thought you were more experienced than you had been. Walking through school felt different now as he glanced over at your locker, noticing your lack of presence. It didn’t feel right.

It was like an itch at his fingers, that something was off about him and he didn’t like it. Throughout the class, he couldn’t focus, his mind in a muddle and hands lightly trembling. It was like withdrawal. Withdrawal from you.

It wasn’t long before Luke walked out of the classroom, not caring about asking for teacher permission. Having a rich dad certainly had its benefits. The school was mostly funded by well-off individuals, allowing the school funds to pay teachers and make the school the best it could be, and with his dad being one of the main ones, he could get away with a lot. Luke’s dad never being around never really was an issue for Luke, he didn’t know what having a dad present was like.  Luke was just happy he could get away with a lot of things like skipping class and not handing in homework.

He made his way down the corridor, subconsciously finding himself heading towards the music department. It was abnormally quiet down there, normally the music department was bustling with sound, but maybe he would find sanity in the silence. That was what he was banking on.

A new sound evaded his senses however, the soft playing of piano keys in a nice and calming melody and he found himself drifting towards the sound. What he was met with, he was surprised. Leaning against the door frame, he watched you, your back turned to him, but he could tell from a mile away that it was you, “I didn’t know that you played.”

The piano playing stopped, indicating that you heard him, but you made no turn to move. He sighed, eyes looking over your figure before walking towards you. He slid next to you on the piano, looking over at your face, the direction of your gaze staying firmly ahead, not daring to stray to look over at him.

His gaze moved back down to the piano keys as he softly played a tune, clearing his throat a little, “Where is everyone?”

“Spirit assembly, they’ll be gone for the next two periods,” You replied monotonously as you continued to stare straight forward. Luke’s eyes stayed on the side of your face, not even looking down at the keys as he played effortlessly. You turned to face him, gesturing towards his face then to his hands, “Is this supposed to psych me out or something?”

Raising his eyebrows, Luke shook his head, his fingers lifting off of the piano keys, “What? No!”

“Whatever, Patterson,” You grumbled, getting up off of the piano seat and going to walk away, only for Luke to grab onto your lower arm in an attempt to stop you, “What?”

“I- uh- I just wanted to say you were good at playing the piano,” Luke commented dumbly, giving you a smile to which you responded with a blank stare. Luke did mean it when he said you were good at playing the piano but that was not what he meant to say. He meant to say something that would make you stay, that would get you to kiss him, to hold hands, and to be happy with him.

Because although he didn’t know it until he got your letter, he knew clearly now. He wanted to be with you, whether that meant fuck buddies, or if it meant dating with every single string attached.

“Really, Patterson? What are you trying to do here? Compliment me back into getting into bed with you?”

“Of course not,” Luke dismissed, climbing over the piano seat so that he stood right in front of you. He grabbed both of your hands, squeezing them in his lightly as he looked into your eyes, “Listen, I’m sorry.”

You quirked an eyebrow at him, confusion striking you as you asked, “What have you got to be sorry about, Patterson?”

“Everything. Y/n, I-I’m sorry that I initiated this whole thing between us two with the no feelings, because from that moment on when I said no feelings I was lying to not only you to but me.” Luke started, looking down at the floor as he began to let his feelings take over. It was one of the first times that Luke ever found himself relying on feelings to get words across, but it felt good to be able to let it out, “Y/n, I always thought I would never do relationships, but with you everything is different. I would hold hands with you down the hall, run around confessing my love for you. I would kiss you and hug you until the sun rose. I would do anything for you, y/n/n.”

Luke’s hazel stared down at your eyes, his ramble coming to an end, making him whisper the end part as he leaned closer to you. Whilst one hand still held onto your hands, one of his hands was on the side of your face, a calloused thumb stroking your cheek gently as he bent down to make direct eye contact with you.

You were dumbfounded. Luke Patterson just confessed his love for you. Luke Patterson. You didn’t know what to say. You never thought that Luke would ever be the type of person to chase after a girl because he wasn’t normally. So why was he so eager about you? He never seemed to show any interest but maybe he was like you; hiding your feelings until they become unbearable.

Butterflies formed in your stomach whilst you tried your best to fight off the smile that came on to your face, looking at Luke with soft eyes, “Really?”

“Yes, really,” Luke nodded his head with a light laugh, a smile on his face. You didn’t say anything in return and instead, you connected your lips with his. You had kissed Luke one hundred times before but nothing compared to the electricity of the kiss you felt right now.

Whilst normally the adrenaline flooded your veins, instead, it was love. It was different from what you were used to, but every touch of Luke on you felt like sparks, like the passion you had put into the kiss sparked electricity with it.

Luke disconnected your lips as he looked down, his hand letting go of your face as his arms went lower, beckoning you to jump up with his head, so you did. With you now in Luke’s arms, you reconnected your lips again, hands pulling on the brown strands of hair on the back of his head.

You barely even paid attention to the fact that Luke walked over to the piano as you deepened the kiss, his teeth biting gently down on your bottom lip, making you open your mouth in surprise. He took the opportunity for his tongue to explore your mouth, and you allowed it, pulling yourself closer to his chest, trying to get as close as you could to the boy. The boy who just confessed his love for you.

The spine of the piano was folded down and Luke placed the top of the piano down, causing you to disconnect your lips and look down at the sleek, polished, black top of the piano that Luke placed you on top of. You looked back at Luke, a look of hesitation to which he nodded, “Luke, no, we can’t do it here! What if we get caught?”

“You said it yourself y/n/n, everyone will be at spirit rally for the next hour,” Luke smirked, kissing you which made you smirk into the kiss as well.

With that, Luke lightly pushed you down onto the piano, climbing over the top of you, letting out breathlessly, “I love you.”

Luke didn’t wait for your response as he bent down to your neck, sucking on it, prepared to leave many marks littering your skin. However, you didn’t oppose, instead your hands made their way up Luke’s back and into his hair, letting out a gasp as he sunk his teeth lightly into your skin. 

And so the games begin.

[shijiujun]

The Zhao Jing and Scorpy relationship is based on Sha Po Lang's ChangGu. The Yifu x adopted son dynamic. It's ok if it's only reference but unfortunately, it seems there are dialogues from SPL novel used for their lines in the drama. Isn't that almost plagiarism?

won’t be answering any more of these asks after this because i think i’ve made my stance quite clear in the previous ask :D but since you brought it up:

1. i’m not sure what you’ve been watching, but there are plenty of yifu - son relationships going around in plenty of wuxia shows, albeit nothing to suggest it is romantic. this yifu-son trope thing is NOT an exclusive trope to changgu, don’t be that person and start claiming that tropes/relationships mirror a particular danmei novel or any novel etc. or that in this case, spl frickin invented yifu-son romance (i mean we see more yifu-daughter maybe but that's because of the nature of the film industry)

my point is yifus are a THING in historical wuxias, any baidu page will tell you that if you simply google search - as are a lot of things you see in historical danmeis, i honestly cannot say with ANY certainty that any trope is unique

2. zhaoxie cp is a crack ship - the writer didn’t write it in a bromantic way - what do you mean it’s based on changgu? she didn’t intend for it to be romantic or construed as such, at the very least she never wrote a romantic line for these two. changgu is an actual ship and relationship

3. i made it very clear in the previous ask that:

(1) she probably knew that we were going to be able to see the lines and recognize them and i say this with certainty, scriptwriters, or at least this one is no dumb bij, and i doubt she thinks her fans are dumbasses either

(2) no dumbass would ‘steal’ iconic lines from recognizable works and feed it to an audience who is very familiar with the author’s works, and expect to get away with it 

(3) she wasn’t expecting to ‘get away’ with ‘plagiarism’ exactly because she was paying homage to those works - the LOGIC of fucking plagiarism is that when i steal a line or steal a work or an artpiece i expect to get away with it because no one’s going to notice for whatever reason which brings me to the next point-

(4) she’s a dedicated priest fan who knows what she’s doing - she probably thought it was cute that she’s referencing other famous pipi works THAT ARE ACTUALLY coming out as live actions. think about it, if she was really gonna plagiarize i’d pick shan he biao li or like some other obscure works of pipi rather than the two that are literally JUST COMING up and are her two most popular works?

(5) she used luo yiguo and the ziliu jun thingy in the script which comes from both modu and spl - i don’t see ppl yelling about that either, we were more excited than not that there were priest easter eggs in the show, yeah maybe it would have helped smoothed things over if she went like oh yeah i dropped easter eggs in these rather than keeping quiet on it but ??? let the woman live

(6) it’s all priest works why the hell you guys having some internal war right now? are yall scared that shl/woh will ‘take away’ attention from the upcoming works etc. or doesn’t deserve its populariy? well news flash:

- its popularity didn’t increase JUST BECAUSE she put in some lines from other pipi works if that makes or breaks any sort of show a lot more shows will be a hell lot more successful if this is a formula for success

tldr - she’s tipping her hat off to other iconic works that are UPCOMING live actions in a cheeky manner. i don’t think she thinks the audience, who are priest fans, are dumbfucks who wouldn’t recognize lines from their fave other pipi works. 

it’s all a bit of fun, and unless pipi steps up and goes, “yeah, the shan he ling scriptwriter stole lines from one of my works and put it in the very accurately presented live action of another work, which oh, happens to be mine as well!!!! and she should be shot for it” we should all just chill the hell out 

do you see how ridiculous this sounds? why yall so hung up about this? just be happy that these three works got live actions, and shan he ling happens to be first and there will be added publicity for the shows after - i mean, you can’t blame the show for being broadcasted first lmao

[mangozcat]

ANSHSHSHSHSHJDJFF RIGHT!?! it's not like yall just posted it without any warnings PLUS tags all over it (this also goes to people who surely come out of their way just to hate on writers posting about certain genres / topics that writers clearly know aren't for everybody that's why they make announcements and everything beforehand 😭 warnings in red bold text and everything but somehow they just skip it and then get mad when they're not comfortable about it after all PLEAAAAASE if they really want to tell them there's always a nicer way 😭 bec atp i think some of those people just get off on sending hate to literally anyone on this already hell of a site. but i'm also glad that people have been nothing but nice to you here ;-;

YES. Y E S :(((( writing is for you writers. but that doesn't mean y'all wouldn't want n appreciate some reaction or feedback of the sort especially if this certain fic of yours took a lot of time and energy. buuuut also as long as you're still happy and contented and everyyyyything w your writings then :))))

very valid points 👏👏👏

ily 🥺🫶🏼

honey ♡

some people r just rude and theyll always be rude bc like u said they get off on it tbh ik one author i read from just had to go thru some serious trauma bc someone plagiarized like 3 of her works and put them on their acc?? and they ADMITTED to it but didnt take down the works and like started pretending they didnt do it and tumblr did like NOTHING about it for the longest time </3 ppl r mean

and yea ofc!! i absolutely love when people comment on my works or reblog it with tags like “omg this is so good” and i appreciate it so much i legit always try to respond to every comment and sweet tag 🥺

but in my experience you start getting that attention a lot more when you just write fics for yourself and dont expect anyone to act like that and then suddenly blow up and ppl like ur fics (thats what happened to me lmao)

im happy you agree :> <3 muah love u

[r-o-se]

A summary on Produce 101 Season 2 Episode 8 its ya boy back at it agian with another let’s play this time its evaluations and painful crying time

1.     BOA GOT THEM FOOD SHE GOT EVERYONE PIZZA

2.     Physically restraining myself from screenshotting everything Jinwoo appears in and posting those as the best moments

3.     They show the winners of each category again aka Taehyun, Jonghyun and Gunhee

4.     Sfkdjhlajk who said that those clips of hugging crying trainees are acceptable

5.     Seonho keeps saying 1, 2, 3 and looking at Guanlin as if he wants him to say ‘fighting’ but none of them will say it lmao I love my dumb chicks

6.     They showed solo clips of both Daniel and Jisung but not Jinwoo haha nice ;)

7.     Kiiahoiadjh Hyunbins failed b-boying how beautiful

8.     I am not emotionally prepared for this Jinwoo won’t make it I have too many goddamn faves just stab me

9.     Ok they’re showing concept evaluation stuff first this is basically like last season

10.  Im crying Jonghyun is 1st and BoA publically thanked him he is so shy and aaaaaaaahhhhh

11.  Ok the voters choose the best team and the idol that suits the concept best, most voted team gets FUCKING 220 000 VOTES!!! THE FUCK!! And the trainee who gets the most votes out of the team gets 100k votes, the rest from that team get 20k

12.  And here we gooooooooo the producers, first, Shihn Hyuk one did stuff for SHINEE!!!!!!!!! And also EXO and Justin Bieber I guess lol his song is ‘I Know You Know’

13.  Kigen & Assbrass from Monsta X next, they wrote hiphop song ‘Oh Little Girl’

14.  Ren’s visuals are done so dirty in this show I swear to god

15.  Next comes Geunwoo, ASHTRAY and Oh Seonghwan from Kyuhyun and Yesung who wrote a nu disco genre song ‘Showtime’ and LMAO THE CHOREO FOR IT HAS DONGMYEONG’S SIGNATURE DANCE AAAHAHAHAH POOR PLAGIARIZED ELIMINATED BABY

16.  Now composers called Devine-Channel who did songs for VIXX!!!! and BTS and their contribution is a Future EDM song ‘Open Up’

17.  TRIPLE H WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCKKKKKK THEY MADE A SONG

18.  It’s a Deep House genre song called ‘Never’

19.  Overall, Open Up and Never sound the best imo holy fuckkkkk those songs are LIT AS HELL

20.  Danik, Dongbin and Kiwon did the unthinkable and hinted at the songs they want and as a penalty they get sorted last

21.  I know Daniel wanted the fourth song which makes me emo bc I LOVE THAT SONG!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!! And now he cant get it lmao dumb boyo

22.  They look so ashamed aw

23.  Now everyone are getting sorted to songs, Baekho first aaaaaaand they didn’t show us what he got I don’t think they show any songs before the teams are full agh

24.  Everyone get their songs one but one and the reactions vary from jumping to absolute neutrality lol I’m not gonna say all of their names

25.  BoA brought up Samuels 15 place rank drop Kindly Shut Up Please

26.  Samuel, Sanggyun and Namhyung are all in one group

27.  Jaehwan also chose Hyunbin as the one he doesn’t want to be in a group with since he has already been with him twice aaaaaahahahhahah

28.  Jaehwan DOES want to be with Jonghyun and so do Baekho and Yongguk as well EVERYONE LOVES HIM THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

29.  JONGHYUN IS WITH JAEHWAN AND THEY HUG RIGHT AWAY!! CUTE!!

30.  Winkdeep are the only ones in their practice room well nvm THAT’S HYUNGSEOB all the cute popular visual ones are together again

31.  Taehyun joined the badassery that is Samuel, Namhyung, Sangbin and Sanggyun and Samuel IMMEDIATELY goes like OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! SAME THO FUCK I LOVE TAEHYUN

32.  ???? Woodam went to the badasses room?? GOOD CONCEPT!!!

33.  Jihoon is discussing his endless aegyo techniques

34.  IT IS GUNHEE IN THE ROOM OF CUTIES!!! AND SUUNGWOON WITH JR

35.  The Sinners are all in that room and give their formal apologies aw kiddos it’s ok I don’t care lol

36.  Danik goes to the practice room where JINWOO IS!!!!!! YES!!!!AND SO DOES KIWON!

37.  Dongbin is with the cutie group lol

38.  The song for the badassery group is SHOW TIME!! Sangbin is dead inside but Samuel just gave a kiss to the song sign lmaooo

39.  Jonghyun group gets Never also HOLY SHIT this team has Jonghyun, Minhyun, Jaehwan and Seongwoo are all here it is like 2/3 of Sorry Sorry lol

40.  The cutie team gets Oh Little Girl  Justin looks so blessed out of this world and hugs w Hyunngseob YUEHUA PRIDE!!!!!

41.  All other group want open up lol

42.  Danik-Baekho group GETS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

43.  So the other group gets I Know You Know everyone are crying inside

44.  The temporary centers for Oh Little Girl are chosen now, Ren, Jihoon and Euiwoong all want to be center

45.  They are trying out and honestly I have such second hand embarrassment rn but everyone think Jihoon and Minki were better including Hyungseob whos labelmates with Euiwoong

46.  Wait so… Jungjung, Euiwoong, Justin and Hyungseob are ALL in the Oh Little Girl group damn whole Yuehua squad here

47.  KAHI JUST BOUGHT THIS YUEHUA THING UP!!! I SAW IT BEFORE!!!

48.  Euiwoong was really worried about doing mistakes but KAHI CONGRATULATED HIM BC HE DID RLY WELL!!! CUTE!! DON MILLS TOO!!! LIL KID SLAYING IT

49.  JINWOO LOOKS SO GOOD HERE!!!!

50.  Anyways Jinwoo was like maybe someone who is good with dance as the leader for Open Up team since it has a hard dance and Baekho was like ya what about Daniel AND THEN INSOO IS LIKE WHAT ABT U DONGHO IKAJAKI TRAINEES LOVE BAEKHO WILL MNET FINALLY STOP LYING

51.  Baekho still pushes it back to Daniel and Danik is like I’d totally love to be the leader JINWOO NODDING ALONG MMO PRIDE

52.  Apparently Daniel is having problems paying attention to all 12 people and Kenta is a bit salty over it and tbh I understand his reasoning

53.  But Daniel noticed it too and heh fucking apologized don’t drag him for this he’s younggg and doesn’t know that much about leading

54.  It’s Showtime team now and everyone want Woodam to be the venter but HWISEUNG IS THERE TOO!!! PAY ATTENTION TO MY BABE HES AMAZING AT HIGH NOTES GIVE HIM SCREENTIME!!!!!

55.  Hwiseung was 56 but raised to 36 LET MY BOY!!! LIVE!!! PLEASE!!!

56.  Taehyun recommends the cringefest that is facial expression battle

57.  Wtf the two ones who didn’t even sing got to be the centers what’s going ooooooonnn

58.  EVERYONE ARE SHOOK BY HWISEUNG AND WOODAMS ADLIBS AND FOR A GOOD REASON AAAAA THEY ARE SO GOODDDD

59.  He’s so cheerful and keeps cracking jokes LET MY BOY!!! DEBUT

60.  Never team is choosing the center I hope Sungwoon gets it tbh let my boy rise some ranks

61.  The centers are Guanlin and Minhyun rip I mean I love both of the kids but LET SUNGWOON SHINEE!! FOR ONCE

62.  SUNGWOON VOLUNTEERED FOR SOLO DANCE CHECKUP PLEASE DO WELL BABE I BELIEVE IN YOU HE DOES REALLY WELL IM SO GLAD BABE I LOVE U IM PROUD OF U I LOVE U LOTS PLEASE DO WELL

63.  HE DID WELL AND GOT PRAISED A SHITTON I AM SO PROUD BABE KILL IT KILLL IT WELL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!! DEBUT!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

64.  I Know You Know has a shiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttton of low ranking trainees and I feel so so sorry for all of them ugh

65.  WHY IS HWANOONG SO LOW RANKS CMON PEOPLE!!! HE WAS CENTER!! HE IS FUNNY!! HE IS CUTE!!! WHY YALL HATING

66.  The centers are Donghan and Hwanoong and all of them got praised a lot by Kahi and even Hyunbin got the footwork down fml I’m so proud of my kids

67.  This elimination gonna hurt no matter what I got too many faves they show the lower ranked kids like Woo Jinyoung and Hwanoong and Dongbin and Justin and whatnot I AM SO SO EMO!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! LET MY KIDS LIVE

68.  Most of those kids already feel that they’re gonna drop and it’s so fucking depressing I love so many of those kids I feel so bad rn oh my fucking god II want to save them all I want them to be happy and popular and debut well

69.  23 of my own children are gonna be beat away from this show I am so angry anyways thte last time there was abt 2.5mil votes this time its GODDAMN 5.5 MILLION WHAT ON EARTH

70.  HYUNBINN SURVIVED THANKK GOD!!!! THANK FUCK!!!!!! I am not allowed to cry about each trainee I CANT

71.  YEHYUN MADE IT MY MUSICAL GENIUS!!!!! FUCK!! HIS STATS ARE LIKE A ROLLERCOASTER

72.  Moonbok deadass fell from 2nd to 32nd what the fuck this show is so unpredictable and I hate it

73.  KENTA BABY MADE EIT WITH 0 SCREENTIME I LOVE MY BOY SO MUCH

74.  Gunhee also made it what the fuck why is he such a low rank with the goddamn 110k benefit and you can see the light leave Hwanoongs eyes because if Gunhee is so low what happens to him

75.  Its HF and Woodam went up he fell like 10 places fuck he said ‘You’ll have to go up’ to Jinyoung IM SO SADD!! FUCK!!!!!

76.  SUNGWOON MADE IT!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A LIL CLOUD W HIS BLEACHED HAIR!! PROUD OF U BABE

77.  SUNGHYUK MADE IT AGAIN!!! ROSE SO FUCKING MUCH!!!! HE WAS 95 BUT NOW HE IS 24 WHAT ON E A R T H HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK

78.  TAEHYUN IS THERE!!!! HOTTSHOT BOYSSSSSSSSS IM PROUD HE HIGHFIVED SOMEONE IN THE LINE

79.  Oh my god 20th place trainee already has over 1mil votes this is fucking wild whos it gonna be ITS REN!!!!!! WHYS HE SO LOW!! HE FELL TWO PLACES WHAT THE FUCK

80.  Everyone are apologizing this is so sad also JIHOON ACTUAL ANGEL SAID HE MIGHT BE PERSUADED TO GIVE HIS CENTER POSITION TO REN WHAT ON EARTH

81.  Hwiseung is so bright and cute…. How does he do that….

82.  Jinwoo looks dead inside like he has already accepted his place…… but also proud and smiley at Jisung and Daniel… I’m so sad yall what the fuck

83.  WOOJIN DIDN’T HIGHFIVE YOUNGMIN AND WOOJIN RAN BACK FROM THE STAGE TO HUG HIM BRAND NEW PRIDE

84.  I hate Hwiseung why is he so good…. And loveable… in those dark times… fucking god I’m so sad

85.  BoA said cue and Seonho just stood up without the name and BoA was like wdym and Seonho is like it cant be Guanlin bc he’s a superstar

86.  KJALFSA HYUNGSEOB IS THANKING WOOJIN IN HIS SPEECH IM SO EMO THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEE

87.  SEWOON EXPOSED MNET BAEKHO AINT SCARY GET FUKT BOIIII ITS TOP 11 TIME NOW

88.  Oh my GOD it’s a god fucking damn cutscene are you SERIOUS!! Blocked anyways they have a punchinc machine it will be somekinda strength off and they deadass chopped the 1st place seat off and put it there

89.  HWISEUNG AND BYUNMIN ARE THE MC’S why are they doing this to me

90.  Ren is so dumb I love him how does he do THAT with his shoulders

91.  Seongwoo is there and he sure is making himself look cool he does into the trainees to go faaaaaaaaaaar so he can get the motion in and puts sooo much into the show BUT FUCKING STAYS UNDER 900 I LOVE MY DUMB SON HE IS SO STUPID AAAAAAHAHHA FUCK I LOVE HIM HES SO FUNNY EVERYONE ARE LAUGHING LIKE HYENAS

92.  Donghyun was embarrassing w his stretching but fuckin WRECKED that machine taking the throne from Sunghyuk who took it from Dongbin

93.  ITS BAEKHO TIME GODDAMN HWISEUNG SAID IT’S BOSS FIGHT LMAO I LOVE THEM

94.  His punching sound was so loud holy fuck AND HE GOT THE IDENTICAL SCORE!!! WHAT!! LMAO

95.  Rematch, Donghyun hit 949, Baekho 950 lmaooooooo MY SUNSHINE TIGER  

96.  We are back in the elimination its rank 11 ITS BAEKHO!! MY BABE!! MY FIRST BIAS!! POWER VOCAL DUMBO!!! LOVE U!!!!!!!! BoA asked him to do aegyo I’m so done lmaoooooooo

97.  Seeing low ranked trainees be quietly emo and cry is seriously the worst fucking feeling I’m so angry and sad

98.  JAEHWAN IN TOP 10 INDIVIDUAL TRAINEE PRIDE!!! I LOVE U BABE UR AMAZING BY VOCALS AND PERSONALITTY AND LOOKS I HOPE U DO WELL!!!!!

99.  Danik fell by 6 spots I’m emo and he even apologizes at everyone HE IS SO CUTE!!! FUCK!!! STAY UP THERE BABE

100.   Ong has a lot of male fans and Guanlin was like ‘I’m a fan too’ why shouldn’t you be tbh that dude is perfect in each way like hes pretty and can sing can dance ran rap and has a sense of humor the hell else do u want then

101.   Minhyun got 5th and his face on the big screen everyone are like fuck hes hot anyways HE SAID HE WANTS TO DEBUT W JAEHWAN I love how close Jaehwan is with 2hyun aaaaaaahhhh

102.   YOUNGMIN IN A PUPPY HUG PILE I LOVE U RED ALPACA BABE

103.   HE IS GONNA DO SOME BITCHASS ALPACA DANCE SINCE HE GOT 5TH AAAAHAHA SO CUTEEEEEEEEE

104.   The top 4 is Jihoon, Guanlin, Jonghyun and Daehwi

105.   Daehwi is 4 and thanked his mom in America poor kid HES CRYING!!!!!! HE HUGGED YOUNGMIN SO TIGHT!!! THIS IS SO FUCKING SAD!! FUCK POOR BABBIE

106.   JIHOON IS THIRD!! EVERYONE WERE SO READY THAT ITS GONNA B GUANLIN INCLLUDING HIMSELF

107.   OK OVERALL HOW THE FUCK DID GUANLIN GET SECOND!! GODDAMN AINT I SHOOK!!! GOOD JOB LIL CHICKEN

108.   JONGHYUN!!!!! BABY!!!! GENTLE SUNSHINE AND BEST LEADER!!! BEAUTIFUL SMILING CHILD!!! A BAB WEEB!!! IM SO PROUD!!!!!!! IL OVE HIM SO MUCH IM EMO!!!!!! HE CRIED ABOUT NBOT BEING GOOD ENOUGH THOSE YEARS BACK!! AND NOW HERE HE IS!!! NATIONS LEADER, LOVED AFTER FINALLY HAVING SOME EXPOSURE!!!!! FUCK YOU PLEDIS FUCK EVERYONE WHO HAVE SAID SHIT ABOUT HIM I LOVE HIM AND HE IS BEAUTIFUL AND GOOD FUCK YALL

109.   I’m dead Guanlin thanked Baekho and then asked BoA to buy them more food b a b e

110.   ITS TIME FOR THE 35TH!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!! THE CANDIDATES ARE SUNGWOO, DONGSU, DONGHAN AND EUNKI AND ALL OTHER OF MY FAVES ARE DEAD AS FUCK IM SO SAD RN

111.   DONGHAN MADE IT!!!!!!! BLONDIE BABY!!!!! HES CRYING SO HARD!!!!! I FEEL SO EMO ABOUT ALL OF MY FAVE BUT HE MADE IT!!!!! TAEHYUN LOOKED SO LUCKED OUT WHEN HE WAS ANNOUNCED!!!!!! BABY DOLL IM SO PROUD OF YOU YOU DESERVE IT!!!!!

112.   Hwiseung dropped 3 ranks this is why god doesn’t exist

 Overall THANKS MNET FOR ONLY GIVING HWISEUNG AND HWANOONG SCREENTIME WHEN THEY GET ELIMINATED LOVE YA

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A Little Tied Up

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Request: hi!!! i wanted to ask a scenario with gray with the number 5 of the xxxmas list, if it's possible, please ✨

A/N: I know this is hella late but ion care lmaio. Yall enjoy.

Length: 721 words

Genre: Smut

“I can’t take it anymore, please touch me.”  Gray whined. He was at the mercy of his best friend Kiki. He’d been dying to try something new in the bedroom and didn’t trust anyone else to do it. See, Gray had a hidden kink. He loved being restrained, relinquishing all his power and submitting to his partner. Still single, he decided to ask his best friend Kiki to explore his dark side with him. She’d be lying if she said she’d never thought of her best friend in that light, so she jumped at the chance to have him for the night. So here he was, tied up by his wrists and ankles to his own bed post as Kiki was deep throating his dick like it was her last meal on earth. Gray was in heaven and he wanted so badly to grab her head and pull her off him. He didn’t want to come just yet and she wasn’t letting up.

“Shit shit shit.” Gray said. He couldn’t take it anymore and with another suck, he exploded in Kiki’s mouth. He watched as she swallowed most of his cum, letting some spill out of her mouth and drip down his dick. She quickly licked his remaining cum and gave him one final suck. Smiling to herself, she admired her work.

“Damn baby. I barely started and you’re already fucked out? Hmmm. Think you can give me another one?” Kiki spoke, stroking his member.

“Fuuuuuck.” Gray had never been so aroused. He let Kiki overstimulate him and before he knew it he was cumming again. Gray’s body shook so deliciously that Kiki almost sucked him off again. She was incredibly wet. She went to untie him and she quickly pulled her down into a kiss.

“I’m guessing you enjoyed that?” She asked.

“That was fucking phenominal. Thank you. I hope this doesn’t make shit weird between us.” Gray said as he pulled Kiki against his body.

“Nah it won’t be weird. I’ve always wanted to know what you taste like and I got my wish.” Kiki said. Gray smiled at her and moved her so she straddled him. She was confused and he laughed.

“I think it’s time I return the favor. So how about you get that fine ass up here and ride my face.” Gray said. Kiki smirked at him and moved up his body and situated herself over his mouth. Gray pulled her down and planted soft kisses on her underwear. Kiki’s moans were like music to his ears and he licked her through her underwear. He moved them to the side and gave her a long lick up her soaked heat. Kiki damn near fell over. She steadied herself and relaxed while Gray ate her out. Kiki began moving her hips, riding his face.

“Yes baby just like just like that oh my fucking god.” Kiki could hear her wetness as Gray lapped at her folds. She moved faster and Gray used one of his hands to smack her ass, egging on her moves. He removed his mouth and inserted a couple of fingers.

“Damn you’re tight as fuck baby. I gotta stretch out that tight little pussy after this. You gonna cum for me baby? Gonna cum on my fingers?” Gray asked. Kiki moaned at his dirty talk, she was so close but she needed that extra push.

“Baby I need you mouth, god I need you mouth.” Kiki begged. Gray happily obliged and assaulted her clit. He alternated between quick licks and sucking on her clit as he fingered her into oblivion. Gray felt her walks grip the hell out of his fingers and he gave her clit fast licks.

“Come for me baby girl.” Gray whispered against her. Kiki finally came with an earth shattering orgasm. Her body rested against the wall as she felt Gray removing his fingers from inside her.

“That was fucking amazing.” She said. Kiki fell back onto the bed as she tried to catch her breath.

“I’m giving you 5 minutes to get your shit together before I fuck the shit out of you.” Gray said.

“Who says I need 5 minutes?” Kiki challenged. That was all Gray needed to hear. He had plans to fuck her into the next week and make sure she couldn’t walk properly.

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Man Crush Monday

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

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A/N: I know this is a lil late lol but this is part of my Smut Week writing challenge which you can find here. Hope yall enjoy Producer Zab!

Length: 1,431 words

Genre: Smut

It was a rainy Monday night when Jade was scrolling through her IG feed. Just when she was bored of the app, she got a notification that her favorite producer, Zabdiel posted to his page. Clicking on it, Jade was met with the best site she’d ever seen. There he was, in all his sweaty glory, in his custom home gym. Jade moaned at the site and decided to be a little bold. She clicked on the post share button and posted him to her story with the caption “Mmmmm looking fine. #MCM” Unbeknownst to Jade, a fellow fan who followed her, saw her post and decided to screenshot it and tag him and Jade both. Jade was a singer with moderate fame and a small following on various social media sites so it was a big deal when she posted other celebs. Jade decided to call it a night and soon was off to sleep.

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The next morning she awoke to the incessant buzzing of her phone and a missed facetime from her bestie Malina. She didn’t bother with her notifications but chose to return Malina’s call.

“Malina girl what’s up.” Jade spoke as she sleepily rubbed her eyes.

“Well judging by your calm ass demeanor, I guess you haven’t been on ig or twitter?” Malina said.

“Uhhh no. Did something happen?” Jade asked.

“Girl! You’re blowing up! Apparently some fan accounts of Zabdiel caught your story and posted it on their pages. Well Zabdiel saw it and reposted it.” Malina said. Jade damn near short circuited when Malina said that last bit.

“Malina, imma call you back.” Jade hung up and immediately checked her instagram. She had thousands of notifications. She checked her dms and almost passed out. There on top was a dm from Zabdiel himself.

“Hey sorry if this is weird but I saw the post and I’m flattered. I’m going to this industry party later on tonight and I saw your name was also on the guestlist and was wondering if we could meet in person. 

Jade had to compose herself before she responded or else she’d definitely make a fool of herself.

“Shit I’m just now seeing this. Yeah I’ll be there tonight and I’d love to meet up. See you tonight!

Jade was just about to exit her dms when she saw he replied with a smiley face. She liked his response then sat her phone on her side table and decided to get ready for her day.

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She arrived at the party a little late due to her indecisiveness. After she tore her closet apart, she finally settled on a simple black long sleeved crop top with a red plaid skirt, and some black doc martens.

She walked into the venue and was immediately hit with the smell of weed. She also took note that there was a group of ppl doing lines of coke at a vip table. Jade made her way to the open bar and ordered herself a watermelon whisky sour. Zabdiel spotted her as soon as she walked in thanks to her posting her look on ig beforehand. He made his way over to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Jade?” Zabdiel asked.

“Zabdiel! Hey!” Jade said. Giving him a hug. She marveled in his sweet, cinnamon scent.

“You’re better looking in person, well you fine as hell so I don’t know what I was expecting.” Zabdiel spoke.

“And you’re taller in person. Gotta admit, I was expecting a hobbit or something.” Jade joked. Zabdiel was amused, especially since he towered over her.

“Well I’m glad I could disappoint you.” He joked back. Their banter went on for a bit before they found a vip table to sit and talk. They talked about music and Jade was taken aback when Zabdiel admitted that he listened to her music.

“Wait really? Quick, what’s your favorite song?” Jade inquired.

“Oh that’s easy. Don’t Tempt me is by far my favorite song of yours. Your vocals were like fucking butter on that shit. I wanted to remix it when I first heard it.” Zab said.

“Well what stopped you?” Jade asked.

“I wanted you to sing on it.” Zabdiel said. Jade smiled at that and finished off her drink. After talking for a little bit more. Zabdiel and Jade made their rounds then dipped from the party. 

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Jade and Zabdiel were jamming out to some of his unreleased tracks in his home studio. Jade insisted on hearing some more of his music and Zabdiel happily agreed. They were going back and forth posting each other on their ig stories, causing a frenzy amongst their fans.

“I bet our fans are dying right now.” Jade laughed. A new unreleased track played and Jade got hype. She loved songs that made her wanna shake her ass and that’s exactly what she did. What she didn’t know was that Zab was filming and posting a video of her twerking to his ig story.

“Did I tell you how fine you were already?’ Zabdiel said as he moved closer to her. Jade smiled at him and turned to face him. She ran her finger down his chest and smirked.

“You did but I don’t mind you telling me again.” Jade smiled then leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his lips. She pulled back and smiled at him. She got up to move but he grabbed her and hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he trapped her between his warm body and the wall. Zabdiel kissed her, more passionately this time. He slipped his tongue in her mouth, making her moan as she sucked on it. They made out for a bit before Zabdiel fell back onto a sofa in his studio, Jade in his lap. She was grinding on him, feeling him get hard. Zabdiel moved his hand so that it was positioned near her warm heat. He started rubbing languid circles on her clothed pussy. Her moans were music to his ears. He sped up his movements until he felt her wetness seep through her underwear. Jade was a mess and he loved it.

“I wanna fuck you so bad. You want me to fuck you babygirl?” Zabdiel asked.

“Yes. I want you to fuck me so fucking bad.” Jade moaned. Zabdiel didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed his pant’s down just enough for his dick to pop out. Jade was mesmerized. He was bigger than she was used to but she was gonna take it like a big girl. Jade jerked him off a few times then spit on his dick. She pulled her underwear to the side and sank down on his length. She marveled at the fullness she felt. Zabdiel almost bust right then and there. 

“Fuck you’re so tight. You feel so good wrapped around my dick baby.” Zabdiel sighed. Jade started bouncing on his dick, biting her lip to conceal a loud moan that threatened to escape her mouth.

“God you feel so good inside me…...fuuuuuuuck.” Jade moaned. She got into a squat position and rode Zabdiel’s dick. He was in heaven and felt himself about to cum. He lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breast. He took her left one in his mouth while he played with the right. As he continued sucking on her left nipple, he moved his other hand to her clit and rubbed quick circles. Jade felt herself about to burst. Her movements got sloppier as her orgasm came crashing down upon her. Jade sat fully on his dick, attempting to milk him for all he was worth.

“Yes that’s it baby, ride this dick. Fuck I’m cumming shit…..shiiiiitttt.” Zabdiel moaned. Jade hopped off of him and got down on her knees. She caught every last drop of cum as it shot out of his dick. She stuck her tongue out to show him that she’d swallowed it all, Zabdiel smiled. She was a keeper.

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“You should produce my debut album.” Jade said as she laid on Zabdiel’s sofa watching him work.

“Damn. Dick was so good you're giving me jobs now?” He laughed.

“Don’t get cocky. I’ve always wanted to work with you but my management wouldn’t let me reach out to you. Thank god you slid in my dms though.” Jade said, giving him a smile.

“I’m glad too. If you really want me to, I'll produce your shit, on one condition though. You go out on a date with me.” Zabdiel said. 

“Hmmmm………..okay.” Jade said.

“So it’s a date?” Zab asked.

“It’s a date.” Jade smiled.

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Woman Crush Wednesday

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

None of the pics or gifs I use belong to me unless stated otherwise. Full credit goes to the originators of said gifs and pics.

A/N: I’m proud of myself! I’ve been on the roll with the content. As you know I’m doing Smut Week, which you can find here. Anyways here’s day 3 WCW.

Length: 687 words

Genre: Smut

Tasha had tried Richard for the last time. They were currently chilling in her apartment and he was fuming. He checked his ig and saw she made a post for WCW. Normally he wouldn’t mind, but this particular post had him pissed. Tasha had posted her best friend as her WCW. The thing is, her best friend is also her ex. Richard felt a little disrespected but instead of letting his anger get to him, he decided to just sit in silence.

“Oh my god are you still mad at me for posting Bria? It’s not that serious, Rich.” Tasha said.

“Yall used to fuck……..of course I’m mad. Why you ain’t just post a celebrity like a normal person?” Richard asked.

“Bruh stop being a little bitch and get over it.” Tasha said.

“Mira, I don’t know que jueguito tu estas jugando conmigo like I won’t fuck your shit up.”

“Excuse me? Boy you can shut that shit down right now. You ain’t gon do shit.” Tasha said. She laughed and went back to scrolling on her phone. Next thing she know her phone’s being tossed on the couch and she’s being tossed over Richard’s shoulders.

“Okay since you wanna keep talking shit, let’s put that mouth to good use.” Richard walked into her bedroom and threw her onto the bed.

“What the fu-”

“Shhhh babygirl. Now come over here and suck daddy’s dick.” Richard said. Tasha looked up at him and smiled. She knew she was about to get it. She moved to the end of the bed and pulled down his sweats and watched them pool around his ankle. She turned her attention back to his hard dick, staring her in the face. She took him in her hand and began stroking him slowly. Richard watched as her white acrylic nails contrasted nicely against his beautiful brown skin.

“Mmmmm, I can’t wait to taste you. Feel you moving in and out of my mouth.You want that baby?” Tasha asked as she looked him in the eyes, stroking him.

“So fucking much.” Richard moaned. After a few more strokes, she took him deep into her mouth. Her lack of a gag reflex was something Richard always loved about her. He felt himself hit the back of her throat and he nearly exploded. Tasha bobbed her head in an agonizingly slow pace, annoying Richard. He grew impatient and began fucking her mouth. She was caught off guard, but let him have his way with her. She let go of his length and relaxed while he fucked her face. She leaned back on her hands and let him use her as he pleased.

“Mmmmhhmmmmm.” Tasha hummed. The vibrations sent shockwaves through Richard as he fucked her mouth. He felt his orgasm fast approaching and he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her until her lips touched the back of his dick. He shot his load deep into her throat, making sure she took all he had to offer. He pulled out and watched as a line of spit and cum dripped out of her mouth.

“You’re so fucking nasty.” Richard sighed as he grabbed her neck and kissed her. He licked some of his cum off of her lips and used his tongue to push it back into her mouth. They made out until she finally pulled away for some air. She smiled at him and stroked his cheek.

“You still mad at me?” She asked timidly.

“No but I’m not done with you just yet. I said imma fuck you up and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do. So I hope you called off work for the next few days cuz I’m fucking you into next week.” Richard answered.

“Ooooo. I can’t wait…….daddy.” Tasha smirked.

“Yeah you better say my name.” He said. He pulled her in for another kiss, a more gentle one, as he caressed and squeezed her breast.

Tasha knew she was in for a treat. Pissed Richard was the best and she knew she’d be confined to her bed the following day. Mmmm maybe she should make him mad more often. 

[blazinbeautywrites]

Meet The Parents

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

None of the pics or gifs I use belong to me so full credit goes to the originators of said gifs and pics.

Summary: Christopher is finally meeting Kira’s parents and he’s worried they won’t like him. Kira helps him calms his nerves.

Length: 854 words

Genre: Smut

“Look I don’t think they’ll like me.” Christopher said. He was driving along a dirt road in California. He was already on edge because he accidentally slept in, pushing his plans a few hours behind schedule.

“Chris, babe they’ll love you. You need to chill out.” Kira said. She felt bad for him. He was so desperate for her parents to like him that he was stressing himself out. An idea popped up in her head. She knew just how to ease his nerves. Kira unbuckled her seat belt and adjusted herself so she was situated right over the center console of the car.

“W-what are you doing?” Christopher asked. Any other day this would make him happy but right now was definitely not the time for a blowjob.

“You need to relax and I’m going to help you. You just focus on the road and not crashing the car.” Kira said. She undid his pants and quickly pulled his dick out. She jerked him off a few times before giving his tip kitten licks. She sucked lightly on the tip then took him in her mouth inch by inch. Christopher cursed under his breath, making sure to keep his eyes on the road as Kira sucked him off. It took everything in him not to just pull the car over and let her finish with no distractions. He felt her take him deeper and immediately moaned at the feeling. She let him bottom out in her throat and he was so grateful she had no gag reflex. Kira bobbed her head up and down as slow as she could. She took pleasure in torturing him. She knew it drove him crazy. 

Chris was approaching a red light and when he stopped the car he took full advantage. He grabbed her by her hair and began fucking her mouth. Kira stopped moving and let him have his way with her. The light turned green and Chris started driving again. He was still fucking her mouth when he finally turned onto her parent’s street. Kira pulled off of him and spit on his dick and put him right back into her mouth. She continued to bob her head and she felt his muscles tense up, signaling his climax. Chris came hard and shot his load down her throat. He finally pulled in front of her parents house and shut off the engine. Kira sat up in her seat and made a show of her swallowing his come. Chris smiled. He loved seeing her nasty side. Kira fixed her hair and wiped her mouth while Chris tucked himself back into his pants and fixed his shirt. Once they both looked presentable, they got out of the car and headed towards the house. Before Kira could knock, the door swung open as her dad greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Ahhh look at my little girl. And you must be Christopher. Come in, and welcome to our home. You mom and sister are just putting the finishing touches on dinner.” Kira’s dad said as he ushered them into the house. Kira walked to the kitchen and saw her mom and sister transporting pans, plates, and silverware into their dining room. She ran to them and swept them both up in a tight hug.

“Mom! Nat!” Kira said. Christopher followed behind her and as she went to introduce him, her sister Natalie, spoke up before she got the chance.

“Holy shit, Christopher Velez from CNCO! THAT’S WHO YOU’RE DATING?” She yelled. Christopher laughed. Kira mentioned her sister was a fan. He found it cute and endearing.

“Nice to meet you Natalie and……” He trailed off.

“Kendra. I’m Kendra. Seems like my daughter has good taste.” Her mom says. She leads everyone to the dinner table. “Oh wait I forgot the dinner rolls, Nat can you go get them for me?” Kendra asked her youngest. Natalie motioned for Kira to follow her. Once in the kitchen Kira made fun of her sister.

“What? Couldn’t carry 2 small baskets of bread to the ta-”

“You nasty bitch!” Nat said, cutting her sister off.

“Excuse me?” Kira questioned.

“I saw you and Christopher when yall pulled up. I was taking out the trash and then I looked up and saw you sit up and wipe your mouth. Yall couldn’t wait until yall got back home?” Natalie teased. She laughed and walked back into the dining room with the bread rolls and everyone was amused and when they asked her what was so funny she claimed it was an inside joke between her and Kira and they left the matter alone. Kira sat down next to Christopher and asked her what was up. While her family was occupied by their own convo she ran it all down to Christopher. He was completely mortified and fixed his face before her parents realized something was off. Kira was so embarrassed and had no idea how she and Christopher were going to survive the weekend at her parent’s house. All she knew was that it was going to be interesting.

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Holiday Treat

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Request: 15 + 19 for a Kris Wu smut. The reader and him are having Christmas dinner with their teenage kids (son and are daughter). Kris is feeling naughty and is teasing her to have a quickie but she is hesitating at first because she thinks their teenagers might hear them or be suspicious of what they are up to

Length:1,296 words

Genre: Smut

“No underwear? You’re a dirty girl.” Kris whispered as he rubbed the inside of his wife’s thighs. He let his index finger travel to her exposed heat and was delighted to feel how wet she was. Kris wanted a quickie and hated that Eboni was denying him. Kris and Eboni have been together for 17 years and have been married for 10. He never failed to remind her how frisky he was.

“Babe the kids are in the next room, please keep your dick in your pants.” Eboni replied. She nodded towards their two 15 year old twins, Kaia and Kaden, sitting at their dining table awaiting their mom’s Christmas dinner. Eboni had a full spread. Baked macaroni, pasta, dressing, ham, sweet potatoes and an assortment of pies and cakes lined her kitchen counter. She handed Kris a basket of buttered rolls and instructed him to place it by the other food. They walked out of the kitchen and joined their kids at the dinner table.

“Alright guys phones away you know the rules.” Kris said.

“Please dad I just have to beat one more level.” Kaden said as he stared intently at his phone.

“You heard your dad. Phones away now.” Eboni reiterated. Their kids groaned and put their phones up while Kris shoveled food onto their plates. Both Kris and Eboni had to work on Christmas so they were having their Christmas dinner the night before so they could spend some time with their kids.

“I hope you two are finished your holiday packets because that little holiday party yall are trying to go to next week is out of the question.” Kris spoke. As he dove into his food, Kris slipped a hand underneath the table and slid it under Eboni’s dress. 

“Jesus dad can we just have a normal dinner without you nagging us? Yes we’ve finished all of our homework.” Kaia replied. Eboni smiled knowing Kris was just messing with them. She tried to forget about the fact that Kris was playing with her slick heat.

She and Kris decided that they’ve been a little too hard on the twins so to make up for missing the holidays with them, they’d secretly bought them gifts. Kris went out and got his son a PS5, new shoes and a new phone. While Eboni, knowing Kaia wanted to be a youtuber, went out and brought her daughter a camera and other filming essentials.

“Your right. But since we won’t be here tomorrow we wanted to do something special for you guys.” Eboni said. She quickly left and returned with a few beautifully wrapped gifts. She handed her kids their gifts and watched as their faces lit up with joy and excitement.

“OH MY GOD! THANK YOU THANK THANK YOU!” Kaia and Kaden both screamed in unison. They ran and hugged both their parents then left to tinker with all of their gifts.

“I knew they’d love them. Good job fucking with them. I thought Kaia was gonna murder you the way she was glaring.” Eboni said as she grabbed some foil to wrap up her kids food for later. She sat their plates on the counter and sat back down and the table next to Kris. He looked at her with a mischievous smile and placed his hand back where it was, only this time he was free to fully indulge himself. He was rubbing her clit in a long, agonizing pace. Eboni tightly gripped her fork as she struggled to keep her moaning at bay. She was panting hard and placed her hand on top of his to make him move faster. He happily obliged and soon she was coming undone. He watched as she rested her head on the table. He enjoyed seeing his wife this way. He watched as she got up and walked in the kitchen. He followed her and watched as she hopped up on their kitchen island. She motioned for him to come to her. He obeyed and immediately pulled her off of the counter. He turned her around and bent her over the counter. He raised up her dress and admired his work.

“Mmmmm look at that pretty pussy. So fucking wet. Tell me what you want baby girl.” Kris whispered in her ear.

“I want you to fuck me.” Eboni moaned. Kris chuckled and slapped her ass, making her moan once more. He shoved three fingers inside of her and fingered her right into another orgasm. He felt her clenching and pulsating around his fingers.

“You’re so greedy for daddy’s cock.” Kris moaned into her ear. He quickly pulled his pants down and pushed himself inside of her. They both sighed, finally getting what they both craved. Kris wasted no time. He was determined to fuck her into the next day. Eboni was a moaning mess and made no efforts to be quiet. She was being fucked way too good to be bothered by her volume. Kris was pounding into her and she was loving every second of it.

“Choke me baby.” She moaned. Kris pulled her up by the hair then wrapped his large hand around her throat as he continued to fuck her. She grabbed the sides of his shirt to steady herself as he destroyed her insides.

“You like that baby? You like being fucked like a little slut don’t you? Such a DIRTY. FUCKING. GIRL.” Kris breathed as he gave her deep, hard strokes.

“Yes daddy keep fucking me like that….god I’m gonna fucking come…...SHIT!” Eboni yelled as she felt the strongest orgasm of her life. Kris let her go as he followed suit and collapsed against her. He pulled out, watching as his cum dripped from her soaking pussy. Kris adjusted himself and placed himself back inside of his pants.

“That was…...whew that was something.” Kris said as he ran his fingers through his hair. He helped Eboni stand and turned her around and kissed her. She leaned into the kiss and quickly pulled away.

“Hmmm as much as I love this, we need to put the food up and go shower. We both have a long day tomorrow.” Eboni said. She and Kris quickly put the food away and headed to their bathroom to shower together, which turned into a second round of mind blowing sex.

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The next morning, Eboni and Kris awoke to the smell of eggs, bacon  and coffee. They walked into the kitchen to see Kaia at the island plating food and pouring 2 cups of coffee. 

“Smells good sweetie. What’s the occasion?” Eboni asked.

“Oh well you know it’s Christmas. Plus I assumed you both worked up quite an appetite after your extreme love making last night.” Kaia said. She gave her parents a knowing look and walked away.

“So you heard us? I’m so sorry.” Eboni was beyond mortified, though she knew she was loud but she was in the moment she gave no fucks.

“How could I not? You were screaming like a damn banshee. Anyways, I don’t care what you guys do but please, next time yall decide to have sex where we eat, please at least send us away for the night.” And with that Kaia left them to their breakfast. Eboni looked at Kris in shame and Kris bust out laughing.

“Kris this shit isn’t funny! We’ve scarred our children.” Eboni said as she hid her face in her hands.

“Oh they’ll be okay, they're tough. Plus, we can just bribe them. I already know Kaia is gonna scam a car out of us.” Kris said.

“Oh god.” Eboni said, taking a sip of her coffee. She was ashamed but she definitely didn’t regret the mind blowing orgams she had. Oh well. Like Kris said, the kids will be alright.

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Varsity Blues

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Summary: Zoie gets dragged to frat party by her best friends Maddie and Rae where she meets Zabdiel and they hit it off, in more ways than one.

A/N: This waaayy longer than I wanted it to be and I’m not even sure I even like it but imma post it anyways cuz I’ve had it for almost 2 weeks lol.

Length: 2,169 words

Genre: Smut

Zoie hated football, especially college football. Yet here she was in the stands as her two best friends Maddie and Rae cheered on their school’s team. Apparently they just scored a touchdown but Zoie didn’t care at all. She noticed the guys behind them were exceptionally loud too, specifically whenever they spotted the quarterback on the field. She recognized one of the guys, Erick. He was a freshman but he took her Psychology class. Zoie was relieved when she saw they were in the last quarter of the game. All she wanted to do was go back to her apartment and finish her research paper and sleep.

“Ya know you can at least pretend you’re interested in the game.” Maddie said as she and Rae finally sat down.

“Yall know damn well I don’t like football but yall dragged me to this game anyways.” Zoie said. 

“Girl whatever. Oh wait I see somebody I know at the concession stand. Yall want anything?” Maddie asked.

“Yeah I’ll take a hotdog and bring miss grumpy here a coffee.” Rae said. Maddie leaves and returns no more than 5 minutes later with a handsome guy along with Rae’s food and Zoie’s coffee.

“Guys this is Joel. He’s one of the sophomores I’m tutoring. He’s also in a frat and he invited us to their party after the game.” Maddie said.

“Ummm I’ll pass. I have a paper due Monday so that’s what I’m spending my weekend doing.” Zoie said.

“So you rather stay at home and do homework than take a night off and enjoy yourself? You sound like my boy Erick here.” Joel said as he nodded towards Erick. Zoie turned around and looked at Erick, along with a guy with red hair, and another with shaggy hair. 

“Anyways let’s just watch the game.” Zoie said as everyone settled back in their seats, Joel taking a seat right between her and Maddie. The game went on and on and when it was finally over, their school’s team had won the game.

“YES! What an amazing game! Zabdiel was so fucking good tonight.” Rae said.

“Yeah woohoo, can we go now?” Zoie asks in the most unenthusiastic way.

“Wait, aren’t you coming to the party?” Erick asked.

“Nope. I have a paper due, ya know the same exact paper you have due.” Zoie said.

“We have ppl for that. And I’m not taking no for an answer. Joel said.

“Plus you look way too good to go straight home.” The redhead said as he checked her out. She was wearing a form fitting yellow plaid skirt with a white halter with a butterfly on it, a pair of black platform boots and she topped off her look with a black leather jacket.

“I’m sorry and you are….?” Rae asked.

“Richard. And this is Christopher. We’re the ones who plan all our frat’s events, including tonight’s festivities.” He said.

“Okay fine if I say yes will you shut up and stop eye fucking me?” Zoie asked.

“I make no promises but yes I’ll stop so can we please go? I had one of the pledges order me a special pizza and I’m starving.” Richard said. Everyone made their way out of the stadium and towards the parking lot. The girls made their way to Zoie’s car and once they were inside, Joel texted Maddie their address and they were on their way.

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The party was in full swing when the girls pulled up. Joel, Erick, Chris, and Richard were just walking into the house when Zoie parked. She sighed then got out of the car. As they walked up the path to the front door Zoie noticed a guy passed out on the lawn and shook her head.

“The party literally just started.” Zoie mumbled. Once they made it to the front door a burly guy in the most obnoxious, stereotypical frat attire stopped them at the door.

“Password?” He said, as he let out a long, loud burp.

“Oh my fucking god he’s a caveman. I’m going home.” Zoie said as she turned to leave, but Rae and Maddie grabbed her.

“Password? Hmm let’s see. How about move or I’ll rip your fucking dick off!” Rae yelled, catching the attention of many bystanders.

“Rory, dude they’re with me and the boys. I told you, you don’t have to guard the door all night.” Joel said as he came to the rescue. He ushered the girls inside and they’re immediately hit with the smell of barbeque and alcohol.

“How are there so many people already? This shit JUST started.” Maddie asked.

“Oh we’ve been spreading the word since Monday so everyone knew where to be after the game. Can I get you all something to drink?” Joel asked.

“I’ll take some Hennesy, straight and Rae likes Patron. And…..Zo?” Maddie asked, looking at Zoie.

“Well I’m driving so I’ll take a coke.” Zoie said. Joel led them to the drinks table where they saw all the guys mixing their own drinks. However a new person joined. The school’s quarterback Zabdiel de Jesus.

“Ladies this Zabdiel, our star quarterback but yall already knew that. Zab this is Rae, Maddie, and Zoie.” Joel spoke as he introduced the girls.

“Zoie? Wait, you’re in Erick’s class right? He talks about you alot.” Zabdiel said.

“Bro what the fuck?” Erick said as he looked wide eyed at Zoie?.

“What? I mean you definitely didn’t lie, she’s absolutely gorgeous.” Zabdiel said. He and Zoie made eye contact and Zoie felt a little tingle and quickly averted her eyes. Fuck, she thought to herself.

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It was well into the night and everyone was TRASHED. Zoie, on her 3rd coke of the night, was posted up on a nearby wall watching her friends with the guys.  Maddie was dancing and making out with Joel while Rae was sandwiched between Richard and Chris. Erick was off in the corner with a petite blonde in his lap. Lost in her own little world of people watching, Zoie didn’t notice Zabdiel sidle up to her and when she finally did she nearly bumped into him.

“FUUUCK ME! Bruh what the hell?!” She yelled, shocked.

“I mean I usually don’t fuck when I first meet a girl but for you, I’ll make an exception for you.” Zabdiel said. He gave her a little smirk, almost making her fall to her knees but she kept it together. She looked at him and laughed.

“Does this whole sensible giant thing you got going on ever work for you?” Zoie asked as she chugged the rest of her drink.

“You tell me. Is it working on you?” He asked. He took a sip of his drink and eyed her intensely.

“N-No. Ummmm where’s the bathroom?” She asked.

“Through the kitchen to the left.” He replied as he chuckled at her nervousness. Once Zabdiel told her where to go she hauled ass but when she arrived the door was locked and she heard moans coming from the other side.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She said to herself. She searched around and still couldn’t find a bathroom. She decided to check upstairs and was delighted when she finally found a bathroom. It was communal and she was slightly disgusted but she put that aside as she looked at herself in the mirror. She took off her jacket and examined herself in the mirror. She looked tired so she splashed some water on her face to refresh herself. As she’s drying her face she hears the door open. She looks up and sees Zabdiel and smiles.

“Erick said he saw you run up here. You good?” Zabdiel asked as he leaned against the sink.

“Yeah just needed some fresh air. We should get back to the party though.” Zoie moved to leave but he gently grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. He backed her into the sink and got as close to her face as he could without touching her.

“What if I said I wanted you? You think I didn’t notice the effect I have on you.” Zabdiel ran a finger along the side of her neck. Zoie tried to fight it but couldn’t deny the way she was feeling or the puddle slowly forming in her underwear. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back. Zabdiel kissed the exposed part of her neck, causing her to let out a soft moan. She pulled his head back and kissed him. The kiss became intense and Zabdiel let out a low grunt as Zoie pulled on his hair. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the sink. Zoie opened her legs and pulled him closer to her. She deepened the kiss as she slipped her tongue in his mouth and grinded against him. He gifted her skirt so it bunched around her hips. He used his index finger to trace along her clothed slit. He felt the wetness through her underwear and laughed. “God your so fucking wet.” He said as he moved her underwear to the side. He used his finger to spread her wetness over her clit. He heard her moan and moved his finger in short circles over her. “Tell me what you want.” He said as he continued his assault on her sensitive bud.

“I w-want your fingers inside of me.” Zoie sighed. Zabdiel was more than happy to oblige and slid his index finger inside of her. Zoie was taken aback as his long finger massaged her walls.

“You feel so fucking good. Think you can take another one?” Zabdiel asked. Zoie nodded and moaned as he slid another finger inside of her. He was moving at a slow pace and it drove her crazy.

“Can you move faster? You’re killing me.” She managed to say. Without a word he moved his finger faster and Zoie matched his pace as she grinded on his fingers. Zabdiel used his thumb to rub her clit and Zoie all but lost it. She was a whimpering mess as he pleasured her. He kissed her again and they made out as his fingers moved at an incredible pace inside of her. Zoie felt some of her juices drip onto the sink.

“You’re making a mess. Now let’s see if I can make that pretty little pussy squirt.” Zabdiel whispered against her lips. He continued to finger fuck her as Zoie struggled to stay on the sink. She gripped his arm to steady herself as she saw stars. The feeling was overwhelming and he felt like she was about to pass out.

“Shit! I’mcomingI’mcomingI’mcoming…..SHIIIIIIIIITTTTTT.” Zoie screamed. She felt like the life was sucked out of her as she arched into Zabdiel. He felt her wetness gushing out of her and smirked as her wetness soaked the sink, floor, and the bottom of his shirt.

“Hmmm. You look so fucking hot right now.” He said as he planted another deep kiss on her lips. He could still feel her body shaking when he withdrew his fingers from her.

“That was…..fuck that was amazing.” Zoie slumped against the mirror and eyed Zabdiel. He motioned for her to come to him and then tapped his cum soaked fingers against her lips. She immediately obeyed and took his fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean. Tasting herself somehow aroused her even more and she removed his fingers with a loud, wet pop. She looked him dead in the eyes the entire time, making him hard.

“You are incredible, you know that? Now let’s go before our friends wonder where we are.” He said. He helped her clean up then they headed back downstairs where the party was still raging. Zoie saw Rae and Maddie outside stuffing their faces with burgers. She and Zabdiel made their way outside and saw the rest of the boys also scarfing down various foods.

“Where the hell did you two disappear to? We’ve been looking everywhere for yall.” Rae said as she finished off a beer.

“We….ummmm-”

“I was fingering her upstairs in the bathroom. She made a mess so we had to clean up.” Zabdiel said in a nonchalant manner as he took a seat neck to Richard.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD.” Zoie squealed. She was so embarrassed and sat down next to Maddie who was laughing her ass off.

“Awww babe don’t be embarrassed. Joel only lasted 5 minutes and I didn’t even cum so...” Maddie said.

“Hold the fuck up, not my fault. It’s the alcohol.” Joel pleaded.

“Yeah okay, blame the liquor.” Richard laughed. The rest of the night was a hot ass mess but they all had fun and enjoyed themselves until most of them passed out. Zoie was still wide awake and as she got up to leave she felt that same gentle tug on her hand.

“Can you stay a bit longer?” Zabdiel asked. She smiled at him then took a seat next to him. She snuggled up against him then felt herself drift off to sleep.

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Ouija

Note: Due to the rampant uprising of plagiarism on this site and others I am stating once and once only that this is my ORIGINAL work. If I find out that you have stolen/taken any part of my work I will handle you and the situation the way I see fit.

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A/N: I had 2 separate fics planned but with the hurricane knocking my power out for 2 1/2 days, it set me back so I just decided to write something with both guys using one of my Halloween prompts. And I know this is almost a week late but I hope yall enjoy it anyways lol.

Length: 891 words

Genre: Suggestive/Horror

“Please baby, just the tip?” Zabdiel asked as he attempted to persuade his friend and casual hookup, Nora, to have sex with him.

“No! Joel’s in the bathroom, he’ll see us.” Nora spoke in a hushed tone.

“So? He hasn’t gotten laid in a while he can watch and jerk off.” Zabdiel said. He laughed as Nora gave him a disgusted look.

“You’re fucking gross!” Nora whispered yelled as she threw her sofa pillow at him. He caught it and then pulled her into a quick kiss, to which she gladly reciprocated. When they pulled away from each other they heard the bathroom door open and a freshly showered Joel walked out in sweats and a white tee.

“Yooo your shower is amazing! I didn’t know you had all them shower settings.” Joel said. He took a seat next to them and grabbed the remote to flip through the channels on the tv.

“Baby you’re way too comfortable. Remind me why yall are here again?” Nora asked.

“Cuz my apartment flooded and Zabdiel didn’t trust me to be here with you alone.” Joel said.

“Riiiight. Well I’m tired as hell so I’m gonna go to bed.” Nora said.

“Wait. I brought something.” Joel says. He goes to his bag and pulls out a wooden board that Nora immediately recognizes.

“A FUCKING OUIJA BOARD?! OH HELL NO!” Nora screamed.

“Oh come the fuck on. This shit is harmless.” Joel said.

“I don’t know man, these things aren’t to be fucked with.” Zabdiel spoke, eyeing the ouija board suspiciously.

“Yeah and I’m black and we don’t do that shit so no thank you!” Nora affirmed.

“Yall are such pussies. It’s harmless. This shit isn’t real. See watch! Hey spirits, who am I in love with?” Joel asked the ouija board, breaking the first rule: always say hello. Joel’s fingers moved along the planchette across the board, N…….O……...R……..A.

“Nora?” You’re in love with Nora? What the fuck man?” Zabdiel said.

“Woooaahhh, this shit is rigged. No fucking way it would know something like that, and no I’m not in love with Nora.” Joel pleaded. As he was trying to explain himself, the lights began to flicker and soon they were in pitch black darkness.

“This shit is ridiculous. You’ve had your fun and I swear if you brought some bad juju into my fucking house I will kill you myself. Now burn that shit and let’s fucking go to bed.” Nora walked away and headed towards her bedroom, dragging Zabdiel along with her. She heard Joel shuffling around trying to dispose of the ouija board and closed her room door.

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Nora couldn’t sleep and as she tossed and turned she could no longer feel Zabdiel laying next to her. Curious she got out of her bed to look for him. She looked in the bathroom and saw he wasn’t there. When she opened her bedroom door she noticed the significant temperature drop inside her home and saw how dark it was.

“Zab? Joel? You guys still here?” She asked, but got no response. All of a sudden she felt strong arms around her waist and a hand over her mouth. She felt herself being pulled into the dark corner of her loving room. Before she could fight back, the person spoke to her.

“Don’t make any loud sounds. Something is in the house. And whatever you do please don’t look up.” Zabdiel whispered to her. Ignoring his last request she looked up anyways. What she saw horrified her to her very core. Up on the ceiling was Joel’s lifeless body twisted in the most unnatural position she’d ever seen. She didn’t mean to but she let out a loud cry, causing Zabdiel to run and cover her mouth. In the silence they heard something moving around in the kitchen. They quietly took steps towards the hallway to get to Nora’s room. Before they could make it however, an invisible force separated them and sent Zabdiel flying back. As he got up he tried to move forward to get to her but was flung into the wall.

“ZABDIEL!!!!” Nora screamed. She managed to make it to him but stopped short when she noticed a figure behind him. She tried to warn him but was interrupted mid sentence but the sickest snap she’d ever heard. Zabdiel’s body contorted right in front of her and she watched as his biddy crumpled to the ground. She looked at the dark figure and tried to run. She’d made it to her bedroom door when felt herself being lifted. Before she could scream, her neck was snapped and she was thrown to the ground. The lights roared back on, and the figure disappeared, leaving 3 dead bodies in its wake.

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A few hours later, the police answered a noise complaint made by Nora’s neighbors. Once they entered the house they were beyond disturbed by what they’d seen. There, sitting on Nora’s sofa were Zabdiel, Joel, and Nora’s lifeless corpse, propped up like ventriloquist dummies. The smell of rotting flesh overpowered the polices’ senses as they got closer to the bodies. What they saw next made their blood turn cold. There on the coffee table was the unharmed ouija board and etched into the table next to it was a message:

YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID HELLO…………...