#if I’m tired… then I’ll play my switch lol

[marshmallow-castle]

Them: What do you do in your room at night?

Me: This😘❤️

[tariah23]

I was kinda getting my ass beat in FSR, um sorry, I’m a disappointment-

[brattyfork]

midnight.c

summary: chris has an idea for new years.

warnings: daddy!chris lol, orgasm denial, spanking (kinda), nothing super crazy but pretty long

“ready baby?” chris walked into our room to me sitting on the bed scrolling through my phone.

“sure, did you pick a movie?” i started to get up.

“nah, we should pick one together” he started walking down the stairs, me trailing behind him.

my eyes widened when i saw the coffee table littered with my favorite snacks. my favorite blanket was neatly folded in the spot we usually sit.

“chris you didn’t have to do all this”

“i know, but you deserve it. plus you gotta get your energy up for tonight” he winked at me, making me shake my head.

chris had come up with this crazy idea yesterday. we were gonna fuck, but i wasn’t allowed to cum until midnight. for some reason, i agreed. i thought it’d be fun, i always loved trying new things in bed and chris seemed really excited about it so i said yes.

i rolled my eyes at him before he grabbed my hand and led me to the couch.

“what’d you wanna watch?” i asked him.

“no clue, just flick through em and we’ll pick something” i started looking through the movie section of netflix until something caught my eye. chris noticed my pause.

“you wanna watch it?”

“are you good with that?”

“of course princess” i hit the play button and curled up next to him. he laid the blanket over us and grabbed some snacks off the table in front of us.

the movie was only an hour and a half long, chris was surprisingly well behaved. i think he was actually interested in the movie. he just ate his snacks with his arm around me,

rubbing my shoulder every now and then.

the movie ended and chris leaned over me, grabbing the remote from my side and switching the tv to youtube. i was slightly confused until he typed “new years countdown” and picked the most low key looking one. it was pretty much just a timer.

i turned to look at him and he grabbed me, pulling me so i was straddling him. i let out a shaky breath.

“we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to” he said gently, holding my face in his hands.

“no no i want to i’m just a little nervous”

“don’t be baby, it’s only me. just relax” he pulled me in to a sweet kiss, going slow as to not rush me. i got tired of it quickly, picking up the pace, the kiss now passionate and deep. chris smirked into the kiss, moving his hands down to the small of my back and wrapping his arms around me. i could feel him under me, his bulge getting harder and harder. i loved the effect i had on him, there was a reason it was me who wasn’t allowed to cum and not him.

chris moved his hands down to my ass, grabbing it making me gasp. he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. i fought him for a second but gave up soon after, there was no point, he always won. our tongues danced in my mouth as the kiss grew needier, sloppier.

i could feel my arousal pooling in between my legs and i needed some relief. i grinded against him, letting out tiny noises as i stabilized myself with his shoulders. he must’ve not expected it though because he let out a loud groan which made me smile. his hands traveled up me to my hair, grabbing a fistful and pulling me away from the kiss.

“gonna be good for me tonight? do everything daddy says?” i nodded at him best i could with his grip on my hair. he didn’t like that though.

“i asked you a question” he smacked my ass making me yelp and fall into him as much as i could with his fist in my hair.

“yes daddy, promise i’ll be good” he brought his hand out of my hair to my cheek.

“my sweet girl” he rubbed my face before pulling me into another kiss. this one was rougher, meaner as he helped me grind on him, his hand on my ass pushing and pulling me.

“what’d you wanna do first baby?” he kept his grip on my face firm. i thought for a moment, maybe i was procrastinating but kissing him was so good i didn’t wanna give it up just yet.

“can we just keep kissing?” i looked away from him briefly, slightly embarrassed by my request.

“of course my love, you still wanna sit on daddy’s lap?”

“want you on top of me” i looked up at him.

chris smirked before standing up, lifting me with him and placing me gently on the couch under him. he situated himself on top of me, making sure he wasn’t crushing me before interlacing our fingers with one of his hands and leaning down to kiss me. chris kept grinding on me, his weight helping put more pressure on my clit. i whined into the kiss as he moved faster, god this was gonna be harder than i thought. chris started kissing down my jaw to my neck, pushing my head to the side for better access. this gave me a chance to peak at the clock.

forty minutes

fuck, i didn’t know if i could last that long. chris pulled away from my neck, helping me sit up a bit so he could pull off my shirt before laying me back down. he moved down me, placing a few more kisses on my neck before moving to my collarbones, then my chest before he finally came to my boobs. i could feel his breath over my nipples, causing them to harden. chris kissed along the tops of my breasts, purposely missing the center for awhile. finally, he placed his mouth around one of my nipples, making me whine louder than i had that night. he used his other hand to pinch and pull on my other one while he grazed the nipple in his mouth with his teeth. i arched my back slightly, pushing my chest into him. it felt incredible but i couldn’t get off from this, it really only got me worked up, i could never cum from this alone. and chris was fully aware of that.

i got sick of his teasing once he had moved to the other side, switching his mouth and hand around. i grabbed his face and pulled him off me, his mouth and my chest creating a popping noise when they disconnected. i pulled him into me, kissing him but it was just a distraction. i slowly moved my hand in between us, determined to catch him off guard. i lightly palmed over him before coming back up harder. he groaned into the kiss, pushing his face into mine before he pulled back, giving me the opportunity to speak.

“wanna feel you daddy” i continued to palm him through his pants and boxers. he groaned.

“yeah, you want daddy’s cock in your mouth princess?” he ground into me, putting more pressure on him and myself with my hand. i gasped.

“please” he got off me, leaning back so he was laying down. i situated my self in between his legs, propping my self up on my elbows to pull down his sweats and boxers. his cock flung out, hitting me in the face slightly and making him hiss.

i kitten licked his tip, running my tongue in his silt, collecting the precum that resided there. i looked up at him, catching his gaze and god did he look incredible. he was propped up on his elbows, pupils blown out with his lips swollen and parted, never taking his eyes off me.

i licked up his cock, starting at the base and slowly gliding to the tip, all while never breaking his gaze. once i got to the tip, i put my lips over my teeth and took him into my mouth making him gasp. he threw his head back as i took as much of him into my mouth as i could, arching his back from the pleasure. his hands flung to my hair, trying not to grab too hard while pushing my head down slightly.

“holy fuck baby, s-so good” i hummed at his praise, his grip on my hair tightening from the vibration.

i came back up, taking most of him into my mouth and jerking what i couldn’t fit. i hollowed my cheeks, creating a tighter seal around him.

“fuck i’m gonna cum baby ohmygod” i feel him twitching in my mouth and i let out another moan, feeling his hot load in my mouth a few seconds later.

chris pants, catching his breath while i lick up whatever i couldn’t swallow.

“goddamnit angel you’re incredible” i smile to myself as he sits up and pulls me on top of him.

“do you know how much i love you?” he pulls my head away from his and i shake my head.

“think i need a reminder” he smiled, pushing me off him, laying me back again as he trailed his hands down my body. he pulled off my tight shorts, revealing my black lacy underwear that he loved so much.

chris took them all the way off, sitting back on his knees. he looked at me like he was starving, it was kind of scary. he began kissing up my legs, starting at my ankles and agonizingly slowly moved to the tops of my thighs just below my panty line. chris moved into the crevice my thighs made squishing together, spreading my legs as he got closer to where i needed him. he kissed over my panties before pulling them down with his teeth, his eyes boring into me.

“holy fuck chris” the sight of him on top of me was insane. i thought i could cum from that alone. i turned my head.

thirty minutes

goddamnit, i audibly whined.

“what’s wrong angel?” chris asked, my panties now discarded with the rest of my clothes.

“i don’t wanna wait, need to feel you”

“aw i know baby, you’re being so good for me though. imagine how good it’ll feel when i’m finally inside you” he said, coming up to my stomach, kissing over my sides “how intense your orgasm will be” and up my chest “it’ll be so good baby i promise”

“mmm fine”

“good girl, now let daddy make you feel good”

chris moved down again, hooking my legs over his shoulders while he started gently licking my clit. my body jolted as he finally gave me relief where i needed it. he licked up my folds, poking his tongue into my entrance lightly while he rubbed my thighs. he started to go harder at my entrance, steadying his tongue while his nose brushed over my clit making me moan. i could feel him smirk up against me as he increased his speed.

“fuck chris holy shit” i try to wiggle out of his grip, squirming underneath him but he doesn’t let up.

“chris please, can’t” i whimpered out, trying to keep my composure. he came back up giving me a moment to breathe.

“so good baby” he stroked the side of my face. “look” he pushed my head to the side, making me look at the tv.

“only twenty more minutes my love” i whimpered.

“come sit on daddy’s lap” i clambered over to him, situating myself on top of him with my back against his chest.

chris began massaging my tits while sucking dark marks into my neck. he moved his hand up to my mouth, sticking out two fingers for me to suck. i licked his fingers while he whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

“such a good girl angel”

“listen so well”

“my perfect baby”

he pulled his fingers out with a pop, trailing them down to my body and stopping right above my clit. the teasing was starting to get to me, i cried out when he stopped his movements.

“you want daddy to touch you baby?”

“please touch me daddy please i ne-“ he began rubbing my clit in tight circles with his fingers making me gasp.

“god i love the noises you make baby”

i felt something under me, grinding down on it to make sure i knew what it was.

“you feel that angel? feel how hard you made daddy again?” he rutted up into me “daddy’s gonna fuck you so good angel”

i couldn’t handle this, i wanted more, i needed more.

“please! inside…” he moved his wet fingers down to my leaking hole.

“want daddy’s fingers?”

“mhm!” i squealed out.

“you think you can handle that baby? you still got fifteen more minutes”

“yes! yes! can handle it please i need it” he shoved his fingers inside me, causing my hand to fly up and grab his hair.

“fUck” my voice broke making chris chuckle.

“such a good whore for me”

“yes daddy fuck all yours” he fingered me harder, going at a ruthless pace that started to make my legs shake. he pulled out.

“NO, please daddy please”

“i’m sorry baby, but you know you can’t cum yet” a tear fell down my face.

“don’t cry baby, here turn around and face me” i stood up, doing as he said.

chris pulled his shirt over his head and kicked his bottoms off before gesturing for me to take my seat back.

“you want daddy’s cock?” i nodded my head feverishly.

“can’t move though, you still got ten more minutes. well make a deal” he lifted me up, aligning himself with my hole, “you sit on my cock for 4 minutes, no moving, and daddy’ll fuck you after okay?” he let go of my hips, letting me sink down. i sighed, relieved to finally have him inside me. he thrusted up into me, a pornographic moan coming out of my mouth.

“i asked you a question”

“yes daddy, won’t move i promise” i moved my legs so he could be deeper inside me, making us both let out low growls.

“so warm princess, so fucking tight” i could feel him twitch inside me. i dug my face into his neck, placing small kisses on him.

chris dropped his head back, giving me more access. deciding to tease him a bit more, i licked up his neck making him groan and his cock twitch again. i sunk my teeth down into his neck, sucking dark marks into him while he let out deep whines.

“god baby i love you so much” i pulled back from his neck.

“i love you too” and leaned into him for a sweet kiss

“it’s only be 3 minutes but you’ve been so good for me tonight. you want daddy to fuck you?”

“yes yes yes please” he chuckled at my response.

“ride me baby” he placed his hands under my ass, giving me some support as i lifted myself up and sank back down. i pressed our chests together as i bounced up and down, his hands helping me move. everytime i came back down, his tip hit the sweet spot inside of me, it became too much. i started grinding on him, now slightly tired from the nights events.

chris noticed and flipped us over, pounding into me harshly while i squealed.

“god i love the noises you make” i would’ve been embarrassed normally but i couldn’t think about anything other than how far inside me he was.

“so…deep.…” my eyes rolled into the back of my head while chris lightly laughed at me, only egging me on more.

“only four more minutes baby”

i whined, i know he was trying to make me feel better but i could only think about how long four minutes really was.

chris slowed down his thrusts, feeling me clench around him. he pulled all the way out before slamming back into me, making me cry out each and every time. i couldn’t tell you how long that lasted, i was so fucked out that i didn’t know which way was up, nonetheless how much time had passed.

before i knew it, chris started at his normal pace again, still as hard as before. i dug my nails into his back, causing him to groan at the pain.

“fuck CHRIS i can’t hold it” i knew i was close.

“you can baby, i know you can, only one more minute. you can do that for me can’t you?” i whimpered as a tear fell from my eye, quickly being kissed away by chris.

“it’s okay my love, you’re okay. i’ve got you” he touched his forehead to mine, still thrusting harshly into me but slower.

i turned my head to look at the tv again. thirty seconds. i clenched around him.

“don’t fucking do it y/n, be good for me” his switch of tone shocked me but gave me the motivation to hold back.

“not … wanna be good” i mumbled. chris kissed me , quickly shoving his tongue in my mouth to distract me.

“fifteen seconds baby, you ready?” i nodded my head as his pace became ruthless. i screamed, scratching his back before he had to hold my arms down. i heard the tv beep loudly.

5

“almost there baby”

4

“you’ve got this”

3

“my perfect girl”

2

“holy fuck”

1

my orgasm washed over me, my legs shaking and my body trembling as i tried to catch my breath. i tightened around chris, watching his eyes roll back as i felt him shoot into me made this all worth it. he stopped himself from collapsing on top of me, instead pulling me so we were both on our sides, foreheads pressed together while we continued to catch our breath.

“you okay baby?” he asked between breaths.

“happy new year!” i flung my hands up, my words coming out more as squeaks than discernable syllables. chris laughed at me, pulling me closer.

“happy new year”

a/n- lmao remember when i was like “i’m gonna take a break. anyway, unsure how i feel abt this but i’ve had the idea for weeks. sorry it’s late but

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

[bangchansgirlsblog]

Broken Headsets PT 2

-Chan

Warning: A lot of Angst.

Pairing: BangChan x reader.

Summary: where he snaps at you while working.

!Not proofread!

**

“Baby I’m so sorry, please open up the door.” Chan’s voice echoes through the door and into the bathroom.

My knees against my chest as I was calming down from a panic attack. The sleeves on my sweater now dump from all the tears it was sucking up.

“G-go away” I cry louder. My body shaking and my salty tears freely running down my hot face.

“I don’t…I don’t want to talk to you right now!”

“Babe I’m sorry okay? I didn’t mean to snap like that. Just let me talk to you. Let me hold you. I’m worried. Your going to have another panic attack”

“BangChan leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to you.” I throw whatever was in my reach at the wooden door. Making him jump on the other side of the door. Now HE couldn’t hold back his tears. He wanted to be able to sort it out because he genuinely didn’t mean to snap Or cause anyone pain.

“Okay I’ll give you some time my love, please don’t be angry with me. I’m sorry.” His voice now low and quiet. I had no response because I was so angry and so hurt by him.

I wasn’t being dramatic right?

The sound of his footsteps disappear down the hall making me quickly but softly wipe my tears away and get up to wash my face. The cold water making my body shiver. I stare at myself. Hair up in a bun, eyes red and eye bags deep from all the lack of sleep. A fucking mess.

The front door slamming was what made me jump getting me out of the trance I was in. Had he left? I pick up the container that was on the ground due to the fact I threw it and open the bathroom door.

I find Berry sat in-front of it as if waiting for me. I give her a soft smile and pick her up.

Walking through the house looking for any sign of Chan but there was none.

I glance at the clock and it read 12:45. Anger rises up my chest once again because how dare he leave the house at this hour knowing how much anxiety I have when his out late? Such a selfish bastard!

Get home.

I send him a text and switch off my phone to look around. A mess the house was.

“Shall we clean up Berry?” I look at the dog in my hands who didn’t even seem to be bothered by anything. “I swear I talk to you more than I talk to Chan” a chuckle leaves my lips when she starts licking my face.

“Now come on let’s get started.” I place her down and pick up things and put them away. My body needing the distraction but my mind and thoughts running at a speed of lightning.

Emotions running through “my mind and soul”. Cringe lol.

2:30 am.

The sound of the clock ticking was starting to irritate me and craw under my skin.

Worry slowly crawling up my chest. Where was he? Was he safe? Was he okay? Where could he be?

I hated myself for putting my self through this because after the little stunt he pulled causing me to sit in the bathroom crying my heart out for 2 hours begging for someone to come save me. I was still sat in our living at 2:30 am waiting and wondering where he had gone too.

Did he leave me? Surely he hadn’t cause all his stuff was still here.

My feet slowly taps the floor, something I do when I’m nervous. I tag on my sweater which is now stretched out due to the constant pulling. The material laying between my fingers feeling very satisfying.

“Why do you have to do this to me Chan?” I say softly, talking to myself.

The house was quiet once again like I’m used too.

The lights were off except for his studio room led lights that were on and passing through the glass window.

Berry was now sat on my lap cuddling me because I knew she sensed the stress my body was going through. She always just knew and she always tried to cuddle of just play around whenever Chan or I where going through something.

A sigh leaves my lips. I was tired. I needed sleep but I needed to know if he was safe.

I check my phone to see if he had responded but nothing came through and when I was about to set down the phone it stars to buzz making me jolt up. Han’s name pops up with a picture of me and him when we were at an adventure park in Japan.

I quickly pick up the phone hoping that somehow Chan was with him and they were doing some project.

“Hello?” My voice rough but still soft from all the crying.

“Hey baby.” He says softly from the other end of the phone.

“Hey..”

“Are you doing okay?” He asks, I could hear the nervous tone in his voice.

“Mhm” a hum in response.

“Channie Hyung is with us in the dorms okay? He showed up here really upset so we told him to just stay over until everything is calm,”

I feel my heart break into pieces. Was he really that upset that he didn’t want to stay in the same home as me? He knew how I hated when he didn’t sleep at home.

“Oh, okay that’s alright. Thank you for letting me know,” I tell him. A weigh being lifted off my shoulder because now that I knew he was safe I could sleep or so I thought.

After hanging up the phone. I slowly put Berry aside and cleanup the cold plate that’s till say on the table and decide to finish up the dishes.

The scent of soap filling my nostrils and a warm liquid running down my face. Tears.

Who would have thought that I would be here at the age of 25 doing dishes at 2 am while crying.

My vision was blurry and my legs were weak. My heart beating fast as I could hear it in my ears.

My face was hot and my body trembled from the heart aching sobs that left it.

I couldn’t be under this much stress.

It wasn’t good for the baby.

**

Pt 1 ⬇️

[beenbaanbuun]

Can we please have more interactions between darling and yeosang 😭 they’re so cute wtf I love the whole addams matz universe so muuuuch! Like when they hang out while mommy and daddy are busy or when she’s cuddling him and he’s annoyed but not annoyed lol or even them eating snacks together

you can tell yeosang is fed up by the way he keeps sighing. the ears atop his head twitch every so often, and his tail keeps flicking in agitation. you can’t lie, you actually find it rather amusing, watching him so desperately try to keep his annoyance to a minimum as you play with the hem of his sweater. you wonder how far you can push him before the switch in his brain flips.

“cant you go and bother someone else?” he grumbles after you ‘accidentally’ scrape your nails against the bare skin of his side. it doesn’t tickle him like you hoped it would, but the irritated grumble you get from him is satisfying enough. you’re about to do it again when he slams his own hand down onto yours and shoots you a glare. “i’m serious! find someone else to annoy before you push me too far.”

you scoff as you let yourself relax fully on top of him. such a boring little mutt, you think as you snuggle the side of your face into his fuzzy jumper. at least he’s good to cuddle with, even if it doesn’t help you release all that mischievous energy that’s been building up inside of you since hongjoong and seonghwa left you to your devices first thing this morning. you could’ve really done with a little help from mommy and daddy to release it all, but since they’re both busy…

you groan into yeosang’s stomach, “who else am i supposed to annoy, hm? daddy is out and mommy told me not to disturb him for another—” you spare a glance at the clock, “—3 fucking hours? please, sangie! i’m going to die of boredom if you expect me to just lie here and do nothing…”

“at least i’ll get a little peace and quiet,” he jests, earning a glare from you. the look on your face only makes him grin, sharp canines glinting under the flames of the candlelit chandelier. it’s such a pretty smile for such a rude creature; you almost wish you could wipe it off of his equally pretty face. you hope the harsh slap to his shoulder with your free hand will do the trick.

“you’re mean, yeosang,” you grumble as you pull your other hand free from his grasp. it’s harder than it looks—damned werewolf and his weirdly muscular body—but you’re more determined than yeosang gives you credit for. sure, it hurts a little as you finally tug your fingers loose, but you still give a cheer of celebration, wiggling them in his face to antagonise him. “i’m sure seonghwa won’t appreciate it when i tell him just how mean you’ve been to me.”

the threat is empty and the both of you know that. seonghwa would turn you away if you rushed to him now. it’s hardly like it’s an emergency, and your lover is far too busy to deal with such trivial matters as yeosang teasing you a little. you wouldn’t get much more than a side-eye and a slap on the thigh before being sent on your way. of course you could wait until seonghwa is finished, but by then you’ll have probably forgotten the whole ‘i’m going to tell on you,’ schtick you have going on right now.

“be my guest, little lady,” yeosang smirks, hands lifting up in a gesture of surrender, “go have a chat with your precious mommy and see where that gets you. but don’t come crying to me when you get saddled with a punishment later, yeah?”

honestly, a punishment sounds nice right about now. something to get all this annoying energy out of you. it would tire you out, make you all floppy and docile like yeosang clearly wants you to be. you’re almost tempted to do as he says; to go and bother seonghwa until he gives you that familiar look that means you’re in deep trouble. maybe he’ll take care of you right there on his workbench…

although probably not. the greenhouse is a sacred space for seonghwa, not to be desecrated by any sort of sexual deviancy. sure, you might be slapped with a punishment, but you’d almost certainly be forced to wait for it. those three hours would be painful for both you and yeosang, and you’re not sure the wolf would put up with your anxious fidgeting for too long. he’d probably abandon you in the living room, taking himself up to his room to do whatever the fuck he does in there. you’d be left and anxious mess, waiting for a punishment that would take entirely too long to come.

you give a dejected sigh before relaxing against the werewolf once more. the low chuckle he gives you rumbles deep within his chest and you can’t help but press your ear against his rib cage in the hopes of hearing more of the pretty sound. a hand finds it way to your head, petting and stoking you as if you’re the pet in this situation. if you weren’t enjoying the feeling of his claws scraping against your scalp, you would’ve scoffed at him and moved away. it really does suck that he’s managed to learn all of your soft spots from all the hours spent watching you with seonghwa and hongjoong. he really does know how to make you submit.

“that’s it, pup,” he chuffs, “just relax for now. you can get all that energy fucked out of you later, hm?”

“yeosang!”

[purerae]

hi!!! I just read about kieran and omfg I love his character and I have so many ideas about this man😭

-what if reader actually straight up tells him they don’t like him romantically?(i love aggressive reader especially with playboys)

-reader having enough of kieran

-kieran finding out that reader is in a relationship

hii oh my gosh thank you so much!! let me know if you want a proper oneshot and i’ll write it for you but these are just some bulletpoints on how i’d think he’d react <3

SCENARIO #1

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ this man will not take no for an answer he will keep trying and trying.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ He’d take it as a joke but would begin screaming crying throwing up once he gets home.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ “Haha, don’t be so harsh~! I know you love playing hard to get cutie!”

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ If you are persistent in your feelings, he’d end up kidnapping you LOL

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ he likes your aggressive behaviour so some part of him likes the chase and you rejecting him consistently.

SCENARIO #2

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ He honestly does not care if you’ve had enough of him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ Although he wants to see you laugh and smile at his jokes he also loves seeing you getting annoyed by his antics

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ in the long run it would hurt him to see you genuinely tired of him and he’d start growing slightly insecure

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ no one would realise though because he wouldn’t change his behaviour

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ again in the long run if he can see you’ve had enough of him he’d probably kidnap you so you can’t move schools or switch classes.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ “It’s okay, you’re already tired of me, so what’s the point in holding any barriers now? Now I don’t have to pretend like you don’t belong to me <3”

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ Or he would use some sort of blackmail against you but would portray it as he’s trying to look out for you.

SCENARIO #3

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ he is so SO livid

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ he’s been trying for AGES and you’re in a relationship??

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ Kieran would genuinely would try to ruin your partners life.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ He’d begin to spread nasty rumours about them and make sure they have a bad reputation

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ “Oh (P/N)..?? I heard they cheated on their ex..?? I dunno though someone told me that”

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ He would make sure that no one would link it back to him spreading the rumours. Wouldn’t want you to find out he’s the reason why your partners life is hell now??

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ If you’re still with them, he’d threaten the partner and make sure you won’t find out.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ All in all, if you’re still with them, he’d most definitely end up murdering them.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ It wouldn’t trace back to him because he’s actually incredibly smart and has a social status. He would easily get away with it

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ He would notice you all depressed in chemistry class and realise it’s his chance to get closer to you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥“Oh princess…I heard about the news.. I’m so sorry~”

purerae<3

[enoe-of-noen]

Apple’s Birthday

Forgot to do art for his bday soo, happy late birthday my Luci pookie <3

Mc walked back from the store happily, practically skipping their way home. The demons around them looked at them curiously, giving weird looks. Why was the human so jolly today?

Mc took out their keys and opened the doors to HOL, bolting to Lucifer’s room. Almost tripping on the stairs, they caught some of the brothers’ attention. “Mc? What’s got ya in such a hurry?” Mammon appeared. “Sup Mams, trying to get something to Luci.”

“Eh? Mc, Mc!~ Is that little gift for our dear Lucifer?~” Asmodeus sprung up behind them, draping his arms over Mc’s shoulders. “Oh yeah, it’s his birthday today.” Mammon murmured.

“Should we get him a cake?” Beelzebub walked to the trio, chips in hands. “Ah! Good idea!” Mammon grinned.

“At least make it your money this time, Mammon, lol,” Leviathan leaned against Beelzebub, playing on his switch. “I do not need to witness last year’s fiasco again,” Mc chuckled.

“Oh come on, Mc! Cut me some slack, I was low on grimm!”

“You always are,” Belphegor yawned. “Where’s Satan?” Mc raised a brow. “Outside, he found a litter of cats.” Belphegor mumbled. Leviathan looked up from his game and noticed the box in Mc’s hands. “What’s that?”

“Luci’s gift, something I bought and something I made. I’m really proud of it,” Mc grinned. “Aww, that’s so cute, Mc!” Asmodeus kissed their cheek. “Thanks, Asmo.”

“Lucifer’s really busy right now, though,” Beelzebub said through chews. “Ugh, on his birthday?” Leviathan furrowed his brows. “Huh, I thought at least Diavolo would give him a day off.” Mammon scratched his chin.

“I’ll ask him about it,” Mc pat Asmodeus off of them and continued walking to Lucifer’s room.

Arriving at the doors, Mc knocked lightly. “Who is it?” A voice came from behind. “It’s Mc, Lucifer.” Mc heard muffled steps and the doors unlock, a tired Lucifer smiling at them. They noticed the eye bags and the unkept hair instantly. They slightly frowned.

“Afternoon, Mc. Did you have a good day?”

“Yeah, I did. Can I come inside, please? I have something to show you.” They peered inside and saw the big piles of paper and visibly grimaced. Lucifer chuckled at their expression.

“I’ll make it quick if you’re too busy…” they pouted. “I’m never too busy for you, Mc. Come in.” He held the door open for them like a gentleman, slowly closing it behind them. Mc glared at the papers.

“Mc, you don’t need to worry. Diavolo simply forgot a lot of things that were due by the end of the week and I figured I could take the responsibility.”

“But on your birthday?”

“Not to worry, this was of my own choice.”

“I figured, Diavolo probably tried to give you the day, didn’t he?” Mc sighed. Lucifer rubbed the back of his neck nervously, albeit ashamed. “I know you hold yourself as the responsible one, as Diavolo’s most trusted friend and all but…” Mc kept staring at the papers. Lucifer followed their gaze and sighed himself, raking a hand through his hair.

“Forgive me, Mc. I never meant to make you worry. However-”

“Lucifer.” Mc sternly stared, interrupting his train of thought. His breath hitched. He felt himself crumble in front of them, relaxing his shoulders. The way they softly spoke to him, yet their eyes…their eyes. They have beautiful eyes.

Mc blinked and looked down at their box. Lucifer raised a brow. “This is for you.” They held it up to him. It made Lucifer’s heart race. “For…me?” His voice filled with fondness, carefully holding the box. “Can I?”

“Of course.” Mc smiled. Lucifer meticulously yet effortlessly pulled the blue ribbon off and opened to find a card, a hair clip, and a poison apple in its own little box.

“Oh, Mc. These are wonderful.” Lucifer looked in front of him and made a little noise to see no Mc.

“Psst,” Mc’s cheekily chirped. Lucifer looked down and saw Mc sitting on the ground, patting the spot in front of them. “Sit.”

“Mc, it might be easier to sit on the chairs,” Lucifer said as he sat down. “I want to show off the gifts,” Mc pointed at the box. Lucifer took the card out and opened it to see a little paper cutout of himself.

“Oh? What’s this?”

“I made a doodle of you. It’s cute, yeah?”

“You’ve been spending a little too much time with Leviathan, haven’t you?”

“Excuse you, I’ve always been artsy!” Mc feigned frustration, making Lucifer laugh. Lucifer pulled out the hair clip and raised a brow. The hair clip seemed to be handmade, the eldest born’s symbol and apples plastered the surface.

“Seriously?”

“Yes, let me put it on you,” Mc scooched next to him and carefully took the hair clip from Lucifer’s hand. They pulled some of his hair back and placed the hair clip. “Comfy?”

“Yes.” He breathlessly sighed, a red tint covering his cheeks. Mc’s gentle touch made him lean into their warmth. “Oh?” Mc caressed his hair and chuckled. Lucifer let himself rest in Mc’s arms, slowly closing his eyes.

“Thank you, Mc,” he whispered. Mc smiled as they tucked the hair behind Lucifer’s ear and kissed his forehead.

“Any day, my sweet apple.”

Ayy I’m proud of this one

[koffeewife]

SHURI X JAMAICAN READER

Summary: A night out at the club takes a bit of a turn when y/n’s favorite song comes on and she starts drunkenly singing it to shuri , it’s the songs unique lyrics that takes shuri over the edge…

Warnings: tipsy reader, high reader, high shuri, implies smut (I’m too scared I’ll ruin it if I write smut lol)

(A/N: post writing this I am just gonna say hats off to all the writers on this platform because it is so fucking hard to translate an idea into a flowing story and I think this is the first and last time I try to do so 😭)

Soooo I’ve been on tumblr for a while reading and interacting but I never dared to write anything..but THIS scenario played out so nice while I was driving and smoking. This song was playing and it started from there you can listen to it but idk if it’ll actually go with the story so the choice is yours. If this is shit tell me immediately I’ll take it down and stfu forever 😭🫶🏾

I don’t plan on translating the patois in the dialog but if it’s necessary pls lmk and I’ll add it !

…here we go🫣 *inhales*

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1:00AM at the club was your favorite time because the normal DJ switched out for a Jamaican one. Who so happens to be your favorite cousin.

You and Shuri decided to go out together to get some drinks in a more social environment rather than staying in like you had for the last year. Getting tired of hearing the complaints that “ Y/N put a spell on our Queen” or better yet “The Queen is pussy whipped” This was the perfect place to show face and vibe discreetly.

You made the final lick to seal your third blunt of the night. The bass in the club going hard to ‘The Harder They Fall’ by Koffee.

“Perfect song to spark the blunt to.” Shuri your girlfriend of 3 years chuckled.

The first pull was harsh but the second was sweet. That’s how you earned the name sour patch from your stoner friends.

“Here baby” you passed the blunt over. When your eyes locked so did your knees, it was a good thing you were sitting.

“You know you look really good when you’re high.” You boldly said. Shuri chuckled in reply and took a hit.

“If you think I look good so good sthandwa , dance with me”

She abruptly got up and put the blunt out, which forced you as well since you rested on her chest . As you two made your way towards the dance floor you locked eyes with your cousin.

When you saw that dumbass look on her face from the DJ booth you knew she was about to troll you in some way. The previous song seamlessly began blending into an intro you knew too well.

(start playing song here)

*Flash Back*

“Y/N long time mi nuh see yuh up weh mi spin yuh kno!” Your cousin said over wine at her place.

“It haad fi lef yuh yaad when it hold suh much luv .” You chuckled. Shuri was by no means keeping you from going out. It was more so you kept each other inside.

“Suh it guh when yuh get a gyal wid a ten outta ten ehhhhh!” You couldn’t help but bust out at the song reference she made.

“Gyal yuh nuh easy!” You laughed .

*Flash Back Over*

As soon as the bass dropped in the song you turned your back to Shuri to whine your waist.

Gyal , your pussy good mi gi’ you

10 outta 10

Up inna mi bed mi want you spread out again

“Careful, this same waistline is how you got stuck in the house for a year.” Shuri whispered in your ear, her waist keeping up with yours as she caught everything you threw.

What a body good , like you mek

outta gem

Hot inna your clothes when you

Step out again

“I’m just showing appreciation for the song choice it’s a tribute to you My Queen.” It came out a lot more breathless than you would have liked but truth be told her waistline was now leading and it was making you dizzy.

A just 10 outta 10 outta 10

Outta 10

Open up your book and mek

Mi tek out mi pen

You turned around to sing the chorus directly to her and the more words you said the darker her eyes sets.

“Slow whine gyal, your so fine

Pussy mek mi cum in no time” you sang.

Even under the club lights you could see the desire swimming in her eyes at the vulgar words you sang to her in your native tongue.

Without you even noticing her hand slide up to house your throat . “ nkosazana uyayazi ukuba indenza ntoni?” (Princess, do you have any idea what that does to me ?) Shuri rasped in your ear over the music.

You couldn’t do anything but stare at her like she hung the stars in the sky herself. The same effect that patois had on her, Xhosa had on you.

It was an instant panty soaker.

“masigoduke ndizokwazi ukubuyisa imbeko sithandwa sam” (let’s go home so I can return the tribute my love.) she ghosted over your lips.

Eyes heavy from the blunts , drinks , and Shuri’s goal to have cum untouched by her voice alone . You closed the gap between you two . The kiss was slow and deep but by no means was it romantic.

Her tongue danced with yours aiming to fuck you in the filthiest reaches of your mind. You knew if you didn’t leave now you would absolutely let her take you where you stood and no one would dare to try and stop the Black Panther .

You reluctantly broke the kiss with a gasp “yes.home.now.come” you spoke all at once and out of order.

You heard her laughing behind you as you practically dragged her off the floor.

“So you think I’m a 10 out of 10 ehhh” she teased . You tried to keep a straight face but failed thinking you both knew that you were both the 10’ s that made up the highest score.

-

*nervous chuckle*😅

[minigirl87]

Lavender & Mint with Steven Grant

Steven Grant & FReader

Edited by @melodygatesauthor

Again, I really want to give a big thanks to @melodygatesauthor for all her her help and for editing this work. Also, for her encouragement to do it. I highly recommend you read her stuff it's so good. ❤️

I love the smell of lavender as it's calming, and I use this shampoo. It's a tea tree one (I have psoriasis), and I thought of Steven just being soft and needing some love ❤️ plus I associate certain smells with people and feelings, yep, I'm weird. Lol. Please enjoy and feel free to reblog and give any feedback.

Summary:

Steven has a bad day at work, which leads you to one on the boy's secrets regarding you. Steven needs love as he's soft and sweet.

Word count: 622

No warnings, SFW, Pure Fluff, Comfort, Kissing.

Steven, love, you okay ?” You asked already, knowing the answer.

You received a text from him earlier, “Hiya love. I’m so sorry, will be home late tonight. Works a bloody nightmare. Love you. S xx”- Poor Steven, you thought again as you closed the flat door.

There’s no reply, but you know he’s home as the lights are on, and there’s music faintly playing in the background. You hang your jacket up next to his. You gently smile to yourself as your hand brushes against the soft fabric.

You follow the music and discover Steven’s having a shower. Instead of scaring him half to death, you leave him be and decide to make some tea. After putting the kettle on to boil, you go to feed Gus II, and while passing the tv, you switch it on, leaving it on the History channel.

You reach up for yours and Steven’s favourite mugs, avoiding knocking down Marc’s and Jake’s. As the kettle whistles, Steven pads softly into the kitchen wrapped in a towel and drying his unruly wet curls. “Hiya Love” he says, wrapping his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. You feel him completely relax against you, as he let’s out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in.

“You OK Love?” You say turning to face him.

You take his handsome face in your hands and rub your thumb across his jaw. Steven nuzzles into your palm, apologising for the stubble there. You look into his tired, but still beautiful chocolate eyes.

“I love feeling it, I love feeling you, love”. You kiss him softly, and Steven whimpers as a tear rolls down his cheek.

“I will be love, it’s..., it’s just work today was bloody hectic. And Donna, we’ll you know how she is.” You can see Steven’s upset, and you grab him and hold him till he calms down in your arms.

“Love. I’m sorry you had this happen to you love, is there anything I can do for you?.”Steven’s quiet for a moment looking at you, then he boops your nose and smiles.

“ I... “ he goes quiet again, looking behind you. You assume he’s talking to Marc and Jake as his head nods. “ Sorry, love. We’re so lucky to have to have you.”

You smile “I love you all, so much.”

With a love-struck look on his face, you tell him to go get changed, and you’ll sort the tea.

“What about you love?” he asks walking away,

“I’ll pour the water and come get changed Love”

After your both changed and comfy on the small sofa. A documentary starts about Cleopatra.

Steven gets himself comfy cuddling into you. Your arms are around his shoulders as he plays with your fingers. You’re just about to kiss the top of his head when you smell something familiar.

“Steven did you use my shampoo?.”

Steven’s cheeks heat up “Erm ... sorry, love. I was hoping you would be back before I got home. But you weren’t and I was upset, and I wanted something to comfort me”

You kiss his head, giving him a squeeze “so is that why you all smell my hair then?”

He tilts his head up softly smiling “yes Love. The smell of lavender and mint always reminds us of you.”

Smiling to yourself, you both snuggle closer together. You mentally take note to buy more shampoo, now confirming your suspicions. Steven gives your hand a squeeze, bringing you back to reality. You squeeze Stevens' hand back and feel lucky to have not one but three hearts that love you. And you love them to the moon and back.

@melodygatesauthor @my-secret-shame @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @campingwiththecharmings @welcometostayingawake @missscarlettangel @missdictatorme @steven-grants-world @jake-g-lockley

[maikissed]

the way you come to me at night III

Richarlison x reader

part I part II

I've litteraly made this into a messy multi-chapter story because I have like a thousand ideas and they're better than finishing it lol.

+18

- One year ago -

“Yeah, I can easily beat you at this” he frowned mockingly at Emerson before catching the basketball ball “Won’t give you a head start just because it’s your birthday”

His friend laughed at his comment, getting ready for their little bet, before a small group of people surrounded them out of nowhere. Richarlison staggered as somebody thrown his hand around his shoulders in a harsh manner.

“Yo, y/n is clearly enjoying the party” Marc laughed amused, pointing with his head in the direction of the grand salon.

He needed a moment to spot his friend and his eyes widened slightly when he realised she’s been the one dancing on the big table in the middle of the room. A large group of people around the table was clapping, chanting and whistling, apparently delighted with the little show she’s been putting on. He wondered if she had more than just a couple drinks, seeing as she was rather a timid person, not the one to be the centre of that kind of attention.

“Didn’t know she could move like that” Marc patted his shoulder blade with his hand and he send him a sharp disapproving look before heading in the direction of the enthusiastic gathering, pushing a few people out of the way to get closer.

Even he didn’t know that she could move like that as he watched her swaying her hips to the sides with her hands loosely up, completely absorbed by the heavy tunes of the rap song playing loudly. Good thing she wasn’t wearing a skirt.

“Hey, pretty girl!” he shouted to get her attention and she stopped, sending him a big smile as she finally spotted who called out to her “How about you get down now, huh?”

“Rich! I’ve been looking for you!” she gushed excitedly, reaching out to place her hands on his shoulders.

He grabbed her hips then firmly, helping her getting down. She giggled sweetly and huffed out of breath as he carefully placed her on the floor. 

“I can see you’re having fun” he said sneaking his hand around her waist to keep her steady and she hugged him tightly, standing on her tiptoes.

She looked exhausted in fact, so he noted that she haven’t taken anything more than just a few way too strong drinks.

“Yes, but I’m tired” she muttered “Can you take me home?”

He nodded taking her hand in his.

As soon as they entered the cab she rested her head on his shoulder and started telling him a quite long and messy story about someone spilling a drink on somebody three times in only ten minutes, quickly switching the subject to how she won 20 pounds on arm wrestling bet with some guy. He just left for her 40 minutes and she managed to involve herself in some hazardous initiatives and danced on the table in front of everyone. He shook his head with an amused smirk on, listening to her unexpected stories very attentively. He wondered how much of all this will she remember in the morning and how long will she be whining about how ashamed of herself she was.

She jumped out of the cab as soon as they arrived at the residential and he quickly grabbed her stuff, trying to persuade the driver to wait for him so he can drive back to his place.

“Could you please wait here for a few minutes? I’ll be back shortly, I’ll pay extra for your time” he closed the door before the man could even differ with him.

“You wanna tuck me in in my bed?” she snickered when they entered the lift.

“I’m making sure that you end up in your bed” he countered laughing slightly at her dazed state.

Her eyes glinted with the alcohol haze, pupils dilated widely almost covering the whole iris as she bit her lip trying to hold back a smile. His eyes followed down her neck, wandering around her bare shoulders and chest, her skin glowed admirably and he scolded himself in his thoughts for looking at her like that. He turned his head rapidly when the doors of the lift opened.

“Thank you” she smiled lazily at him when he used her keys to let them in to her flat and he snorted lightly, still amused with her carefree exploits of this night. 

“Alright, let’s get you to bed” he sighed entering the kitchen to take a bottle of water, following her into her bedroom shortly after.

“Do you think Emerson liked the gift?” she called from the bathroom as he sat on the small sofa placed opposite the bed.

“Yeah, he likes his shiny things”

He threw away the man’s jacket that hanged loosely over the armrest of the seat to the other side and exhaled heavily, taking a longer look at the garment. He wiped his face with his hand trying not to give it too much thought right now.

“Good, I hope he does”

He raised his head in the direction her soft voice came from, spotting her standing in the doorframe, wiping her face with a small towel, dressed in a little, sheer nightdress. She never felt too intimidated or discomfited with him owing that they quickly became truly comfortable with each other but the sight in front of his eyes in this moment stupefied him as he took in her whole appearance. Her attire was definitely intended for her boyfriend’s attention only and he shuddered thinking back to that damn jacket hanging from the couch on his left. His hand clenched into a fist on reflex after she disappeared in the bathroom again. He wondered if his uber left already.

“God my head is still spinning” he heard her complain before she turned off the light in the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

He fought to look directly at her face.

“Why don’t you stay the night?” she asked softly out of nowhere, clasping her hands behind her back.

His heart beat faster and he stood up quickly, heading into the bed, grabbing the bedding to pull it back for her to lay down so he didn’t have to look at her so unveiled in front of him. She sent him a playful smirk and sat down, letting him cover her.

“Your couch is very uncomfortable”

“You can sleep with me” she offered quietly, sending him another coy smile.

“I don’t think your boyfriend would like that” he sat down on the edge, placing the water on the nightstand.

“He’s in a different country” she shrugged watching him intensively.

“That’s still wrong” he concluded “He hates me already”

“I hate sleeping alone” she pouted rising up, moving closer to where he sat, placing her chin on his shoulder “Please?” she whispered leaning back, the cover slipped from her body and he gave in to temptation to take a quick glance down.

His head was spinning, the dress was almost see-through and he brought his eyes back up the moment he found himself staring at her protruding nipples.

She was drunk and all of this was utterly wrong. He should leave and let her sleep to sober up. He didn’t like the direction his thoughts were going.

But she appeared closer when he looked back at her face. She placed her hand very gently on top of his knee, as if to not scare him, and exhaled shakily. Her warm breath fanned over his face and he looked down at her beautiful, full lips, feeling himself growing weaker due to her closeness. She smelled sweet, like vanilla and candy and he closed his eyes, letting her get over all of his senses. He furrowed his brows and swallowed hard craving to touch her, claim her, make her all hot and bothered until she couldn’t even think straight. And he wouldn’t even fuck her properly yet. There were so many things he wanted do to her. But it was primal and wicked.

All of a sudden she closed the last distance between them and their lips touched delicately. He tensed, not really knowing what to do. She placed a soft kiss on his mouth and just like that he decided to let her take all control over him. She sensed him giving up and tilted her head to kiss him more firmly and he could feel himself growing more aroused. He was unbelievably hard already. She kept kissing him, not too ferociously but slowly and gently, very tantalizingly and he was loosing himself in her. Her hand still placed on his knee twitched slightly and he sighed at the pleasantly tingling feeling of her palm mildly roaming his thigh. But the moment she palmed him through his pants, moving her hand down and then up along his clothed shaft he went rigid and it awoken him, making him break the kiss and grasp her hand to stop her from going further.

She chased after him when he leaned back, looking at him almost pleadingly with her misty eyes, her mouth slightly ajar and lips red and swollen. Her chest was falling and rising unevenly, one strap of her nightie slipped off her shoulder and she looked so dreamy, so tempting to devour. But he would be taking advantage of her if he let it continue. So he stood up abruptly and she vaguely winced abashed and slightly disappointed.

“Sleep well, y/n” he muttered, his voice hoarse “I’ll see you tomorrow”

He didn’t want to leave her feeling rejected and regretful but it was the right thing to do. She had a boyfriend and they both weren’t in the right state of mind right now. He didn’t want them to act on something that will turn them uncomfortable or even distant the other day.

She proposed to meet for a lunch out the next day. He’s been preparing himself most of the morning for the conversation about what happened between them just a few hours ago but in fact, she didn’t even mention it at all. She acted extremely normal, like nothing happened actually, showing no real signs that it affected her the way it did him. He was trying to fathom if she didn’t really remember anything from last night, but that would be impossible since she wasn’t in a blackout state in the slightest. He should be glad, honestly, but it only made him feel more dejected.

Few days after that unforgettable night she came to him in his dreams for the first time. These tormenting visions seemed so real every single time, it made him bothered and breathless when he woke up overstimulated. He dreamed of kissing her on that bed, letting her touch him however she pleased as she whispered softly into his ear how badly she wanted him to take her. And he answered to her pleas without hesitation, undressing her from her lovely little nightdress she wore just for him, laying her down carefully on the sheets, proceeding to worship her body in the gentlest and sweetest of ways. His mind played tricks on him and he couldn’t escape it.

Two weeks later he found out during a simple conversation that she broke up with her boyfriend and it was confusing at first, since she didn’t mention it right away and most of the times she used to tell him everything. She didn’t really give him a straight answer about the reasoning behind her sudden decision. He worried that he must be the reason of the guilt she might have felt that led her to take such step. He was positive that she regretted what had happened between them, that’s why she never brought this subject up and tried to play it cool. So he tried to forget as well to make sure that their friendship won’t crack because of a momentary lapse. But it was difficult, especially since he started to see her so vivid in his dreams. At first it only happened once in a while but after she moved in with him as he proposed, the dreams intensified. The more time he spent around her, the more he fell in love with her.

[itsukismoon]

Yumekuro Artbook - Q&A (Tsukiwatari)

>>> yume tsumugi ver. - magia seminar ver.

Crow

Introductions: I’m an explorer, Crow. My job is to find all kinds of interesting things around the world, it’s my purpose in life! What makes me happiest is when people get excited about the things I find. Also, I feel happy whenever I eat with everyone at home [TN: the guild home]!

MC first impression: First of all, I was really surprised. “No way, she’s so cute… even more than I imagined”. When we met for the first time, I was so excited I ended up immediately telling her how cute she is! Looking back on it now, it’s a bit embarrassing, ahah.

Evan first impression: Evan, huh? He’s such a tsundere! For some time after meeting him, I felt like he would cut me if I tried touching him. But I like how competitive he is. I think we’ve been getting along well lately, though I think he’d deny this and say “NO!”.

Meister you’re close with: Obviously, it’s everyone from Tsukiwatari, but outside my own guild there’s also the mechanics’ guild Lagoon. He’s the one that maintains my bike. He often tells me not to be reckless, but I think we get along well; even though we’re a little apart in age [TN: Crow is 22 and Lagoon is 36], we sometimes go on rides and eat together!

Itsuki

Introductions: I’m a moon reader, Itsuki. My job is to predict and research how the Moon Road, a road to other countries, will appear. Then uhh… what should I say… Hobbies? My hobby is cooking. Though… my friends say that my sense of taste is “out of this world”. Out of this world… huh… [TN: the verb used here can also mean “to lack common sense” lol]

MC first impression: The first time I saw her I was impressed. She’s so delicate that my impression of her was miles away from that of her father. Also, I thought her eyes were very beautiful. This has not changed even now. They’re pure and strong, and when I look at them, I sometimes feel drawn to them.

Navi first impression: Navi seems… busy. At first glance, he’s laughing, then angry then sad. Then, all of a sudden he starts playing tricks… his emotions change all the time. I was worried it might tire him out too much, but when I told him this he glared at me. I often make him angry like this, but it’d be nice if I could make him laugh, too.

Meister you’re close with: Since I’m not good at interacting with others, so I mostly only talk to the Tsukiwatari members… I guess the answer is Crow. When he fell on me from a Moon Road, I got scared to death. We’ve been together ever since. That encounter has changed everything for me… I don’t know what will come next.

Grandflair

Introductions: I’m the living paintings’ artist, Grandflair. I’m the leader of the World exploration Guild Tsukiwatari. If any of our guild members cause you any trouble, please contact me. Despite still being inexperienced, I’d like to make art that can make people smile. I look forward to working with you in the future.

MC first impression: Although Crow and Itsuki had already told me something… she was completely different from what I had imagined. I came to meet her thinking she was rough, bold and strong, but then I found out she is considerate, attentive and very capable… from the bottom of my heart, I’m grateful that she’s become our guildkeeper.

Himmel first impression: He used to be a bit of a pessimist, but I think he’s come to change a bit. [TN: not sure what the right translation is here for the next part…]. It’s a bit surprising how fast he switches from being awake to falling asleep (?) but… from now on, I’ll keep on telling him:”To fight back is not futile” [TN: technically, Himmel’s way of thinking is grounded on the fact that the future cannot be changes, so this ties back to that, although I truly don’t know why Grand is mentioning it here]

Meister you’re close with: …Do I really have to say his name? Rouge, from my same guild, though he’s more of a close friend [TN: the word used is 腐れ縁 which means undesirable but inseparable], rather than a good friend. I still can’t forgive him for calling me “Mom” [TN: because Grand is the “mom” of the guild]. If you loo at his character, he’s an awful person: bad with money, is a drunk hard, spends more time fooling around than actually working… although, there’s some good sides to him as well.

Rouge

Introductions: Yeees~ Tsukiwatari’s handsome poet, that’d be me, Rouge!~ Then, let’s toast to our introduction, shall we? Bahahah, don’t hold baaaackkk~ Oops sorry, looks like I have no money!

MC first impression: I was so surprised I thought to myself “Hey hey, what’s with this cute girl? Why is such a cute girl in my guild?!”. I thought she heard the rumours about me and came to check me out but… that wasn’t the case at all, ahah.

Shaymie first impression: Shaymie is so innocent and cute. I think that his whole being forgetful thing is also part of his personality. He always works hard and gives it his all but… I think he can take it more slowly and enjoy himself. Though, I think it’s about time he’d at least learn my name…

Meister you’re close with: Grand from my guild! “Lend me money~!” Is our greeting! …though when I say that, he always looks like he’s about to punch me again. Primus club’s Victor is my drinking buddy. He treats me whenever I lose at gambling. He’s so kind… eh? He’s charging me?

Noah

Introductions: Mythical beasts master, Noah… I belong to the World exploration guild, Tsukiwatari. My role is to protect the phantom beasts — and to do that, I need to become stronger than anyone else.

MC first impression: I knew she wasn’t a bad person because Corocle liked her. She takes care of me a lot, though I had some trouble adjusting at first… however, the food she makes is delicious, and I don’t think it’s bad.

Chitose first impression: Chitose is very knowledgeable and teaches me many things. Many of them, I don’t really care about, though they can be useful. It’s just… sometimes I’’m a bit surprised. He asked me why I was helping out a dying mythical beast, telling me it was going to die anyways. I didn’t really understand what he meant.

Meister you’re close with: There is no such thing. Mh? …Rouge? Don’t make me laugh. I despise that guy. I even keep my dirty clothes away from his. I don’t like breathing the same air as him, so why does he care about me…

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Hiii! Bunni Checking in to let you all know I have not died, and very much enjoyed my break :)

I should be back to posting by Wednesday, which will be when the last part of the not clickbait series drops!

Other than that, I am happily enjoying my break. I wrote (most) of my essays, and got to spend time with my boyfriend and his family. I also got to play a lot of project sekai, genshin impact, and overwatch — only one of those was a positive experience lol. Since I sorta want to just babble on about my thoughts, I’ll talk about those games. Please feel free to talk with me about them, it really makes my day!

Project Sekai is always fun to play, though I’m not insane at the game or anything (guilty thumb player here). I was able to get all of the new event cards except for Miku and Akito. (Though I got Akito on my side account so 🫡). I’m really upset, I’m the biggest Miku fan out there and I have like no Miku cards. Still, I won’t complain about my Shizuku or the shiny new Saki I got.

Genshin Impact was… something. I have like 121 pulls saved for Furina, and I’ve still got about a month worth of saving to do. I finished act three of the story quest a while ago, and while I enjoyed it, it felt a little too monotonous at times — i think that’s the vibe they wanted though, so I won’t say it’s awful. I’ve been putting off Lyney and act four for ages though, and last night I was forced to do Lyney’s quest for that stupid coffee commission. I wasn’t feeling good at all either, I just wanted to get on and off so I was cursing out Lyney and the developers the whole time, but I liked it generally. It wasn’t anything too special, but Lyney is a cutie! As for act four, I really loved it! I won’t say too much because of spoilers, but seeing my two favorite girls on screen at the end made me so damn happy. I can’t wait to have them both.

Overwatch is probably the oddest stain on my gaming repertoire. I literally HATE fps games, but my boyfriend started playing it this summer and I wanted to have something to do with him over break so I picked it up. I’m a mercy main, if I hadn’t made that obvious before, but I play other characters. God, though, this game is miserable to play. Tanks have it the worst, but being a support main sucks too 😭 Especially Mercy, because no matter your skill level if your team is underperforming you’re almost forced to switch because she relies heavily on a competent team (this goes for everyone I guess, but as a Mercy main I feel it most on her lol). Not that big of a deal for me, but if you’re a one-trick it’s gotta suck :/ Still, I’m excited for the halloween update, I’m just tired of having to solo queue when my boyfriend is busy.

Anyway, that’s really all I’ve been doing. If you’d like to talk more about any of the games I was talking about, or anything about my interests (or YOUR interests) I would love to ❤️ I’m excited to be back soon, thank you for your patience.

[rachelsfav-queer]

“Okay my pretty girls, it’s nap time!”

“No!!!!”

“Dada, eenie and me play longer?l

“But it’s nap time my perfect little raven. You two need to take your nap.”

“Wiwi me tired.”

“See? Eenie is tired.”

“But- but-“

“No buts, little Raven. Now you two go upstairs and nap on your bed, I’ll be there in a second.”

“NO! ME PLAY LONGER!”

“Wiwi-“

“ME PLAY LONGER!!!!”

“Wednesday-“

“Wiwi!”

“I WAN PLAY LONGER!”

“Wednesday you’ll have plenty-“

“I HATE YOU!”

“…”

“…. Wiwi….”

“I….i….l”

The little seer breaks down on the ground crying which makes the werewolf little cry hard. The vampire scoops the seer in her arms and rocks her.

“Shhhhh, shhhh it’s okay baby, it’s okay, it’s okay. Daddy’s here. Daddy and Eenie’s here.”

The little raven feels so guilty that she’s babbling incoherent stuff. The vampire understands her though.

“Baby, it’s okay, it’s okay. I know you don’t mean that. Daddy knows. Eenie knows too. You don’t mean that right?”

The small seer shakes her head and buries her face in Yoko’s chest.

“I’m sowwy daddy. Im sowwy. I love you. I love you so much!”

“Shhh it’s okay little one. I know. I forgive you. Okay baby? Now do you want to take a nap?”

The seer quietly nods her head. Yoko then picks up eenie too and brings her perfect girls back to the room and place them in the bed. She takes off all of their clothes and their diapers before putting them on the bed. Once Wednesday realizes she’s in bed she finds her way to Enid and hugs her tightly and wraps her whole body around her. They both then slowly go to sleep.

Yoko rests on the chair next to the bed and watches her littles sleep. She then dozes off herself.

The end 💗

🥺🥺🥺 Baby Wednesday!!!! Gods this is so-

I love this so much!!! See? This is what I mean! Y’all keep sending fluffy stuff and then switch around suddenly sometimes and honestly, I’m just riding the waves that y’all are creating lol

Cause a few hours later, Baby Wednesday wakes up to the feeling of Eenie holding her tight in her sleep and when she looks around, she sees Daddy sitting in the chair, totally asleep. She remembers her little tantrum earlier and starts tearing up again and sniffles a bunch.

Her soft crying wakes up the werewolf and Enid sees Wednesday crying and squeezes her tighter.

“Wiwi? Why you cwying?”

“I- I huwted Dada’s feewings! What if… what if she no wuv me anymowe?”

The seer starts crying even harder, but still quietly and Daddy doesn’t wake up.

“Wiwi… Daddy awways wuv you! She knows you no mean what you saided! And I awways wuvs you too!”

“But- but… I is so much sometimes. And and I is too hard to wuv…”

“WIWI! You no say that! You is so amazing and even if you was too hard to wuv, Eenie and Daddy woud wuv you anyway! You nevew too much and nevew too hard to wuv though! Pwease Wiwi, you no be mean to you anymowe! Pwease!”

Enid’s crying now too and Daddy wakes up to both her girls crying and immediately stands to check on them.

“Oh pretty girls! What’s wrong? What happened? It’s okay, Daddy’s here, you’re both gonna be okay.”

“Dada stiww wuvs me?”

“Oh baby bird, of course Daddy still loves you! I will always love you! Nothing will change that, baby. You two are my prettiest girls and I cherish you both so so much!”

Wednesday’s crying begins to settle, and with it so does Enid’s. Daddy picks both of the littles up and carries them to the rocking chair and undoes her shirt buttons, exposing her boobs.

“C’mon baby bird, pupps. Latch onto Daddy, okay? Just suckle on Daddy for a while. None of us have anywhere to go, it’s just us for as long as you need. Daddy’s here and she will always be there for both of you, no matter what.”

End <3

[tact-and-impulse]

Shinkane Week 2022 Day 2

This is in honor of me not having to work nights for a while, lol. Set before the Spooky Boogie case, if you’re curious! Thanks for the “diligence” prompt, @shinkaneweek!

Third Shift

Akane tapped at her compact, switching to the holo of her work uniform. Her real outfit wasn’t that unprofessional, but still more relaxed than her usual. Karanomori and Kunizuka had recommended as much, saying third shift was much easier if she was comfortable.

She looked ahead to the familiar path to the tower, illuminating the way now that night had fallen. Her steps echoed in the corridors, and in the workroom, the lights were on. Her only coworker for the next eight hours was already there – where else could he possibly go? – and he was staring at his computer with a focused intensity. His side profile was impassive, no trace of the fierce hunter she’d witnessed only a week ago.

Despite his words of affirmation to her, she still couldn’t figure him out yet.

“Good evening, Kougami-san.” She greeted.

“Inspector.” He swiveled to face her, the screen blocked behind him. “We’re on until seven. Gino said you’ve never worked overnight?”

“No, I haven’t. How is it?”

He shrugged. “You endure. Respond to alerts, but they’re not frequent. Catch up on the day’s work, and rest when you can.”

“I see. Is that what everyone does?”

“Everyone except Kagari. He games until three in the morning, then passes out and wakes up at six to do everything at the last minute.” Nevertheless, this was relayed with amusement and his smile then turned to her. “I have a feeling you won’t do the same.”

“Well, we’re still on the clock…” She trailed off, embarrassment settling upon her. Was she being too rigid? “Um, where do we sleep?”

The question caught him off guard, because he blinked in surprise and suddenly averted eye contact. “…here, or the meditation lounge. Let me know what you prefer, and I’ll take the other place.” He returned to his computer, and she hurried to her own.

She typed her login info and fervently watched her monitor. It was going to be a long night.

***

It was actually easy to lose herself in work. Her inbox was full of tasks: reports to write, necessary edits, data checks, the occasional survey. Each completion was accompanied with a little rush of satisfaction, enough to buoy her through the next item. And when midnight was signaled by a soft chime, she stretched her arms above her head.

“Sounds like it’s time for a break.” Kougami stood, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Midnight snack. Do you want to come to the cafeteria?”

“Sure. I’m at a good stopping place, only five more to go.”

He raised his eyebrows at that, holding the door open for her. “You’ll be done early.”

“I was going to work on pending tasks, the ones that won’t be active until next week. I might as well get a head start on them.”

“You should teach the others a thing or two about efficiency.”

“Not you?”

“I always settle my business.” He said with finality, jamming a thumb against the elevator button. “But you have an admirable work ethic, and as a detective, it’ll pay off.”

As a detective. It was a distant image, a more confident woman who knew to make the right calls and judgment. But compared to her first day, it wasn’t as intimidating of a possibility. Slowly yet surely, she was getting there.

The cafeteria was eerily empty with just the idle drones, so she bought a single bottle of lemon tea and a cream bun. Kougami impatiently waited for his burger combo and agreed on eating in the workroom. Akane caught a glimpse of his screen, the black window of a video that had finished playing. She was curious but didn’t bring it up, plunging into her inbox once more.

By two, her eyelids started to falter. An uncontrollable shiver overcame her. Oh. So this was the grueling part of third shift. She blearily looked to Kougami, who was still typing. His gaze slid to her.

“If you’re tired, you should log off.” He said.

However, that meant either of them had to leave, and the vacant unlit hallway made her inexplicably nervous. She hedged. “I’ll rest my eyes.” And she really did try.

***

It didn’t last. The clanging of the alarm was so loud, Akane could feel it in her teeth. A noise escaped her, a half-scream of panic. “What’s going on?!”

“Psycho-Hazard.” Kougami was pulling on his fur-lined jacket. “Damn it. Why does something always happen at four in the morning?”

They stumbled out to the garage, boarding the paddy wagon. The ride was thankfully short; she would have fallen asleep if the teenagers had been any further away. A petty dispute had unfolded, messy romantic drama between three members of the group. It took multiple attempts with the Komissa mascots plus Kougami’s threatening lift of the Dominator, before they agreed to go to mental care without fuss.

And Akane had to write the report.

However, Kougami offered. “I can help with the sections that are duplicated in the Enforcer version. I’ll write them up and send the info.”

Then, it was silent except for the keys under their fingertips. She was making typing errors, which was embarrassing. Somehow, she powered through. Not her best, but all of the information was there in some way. She duplicated the text Kougami provided, and he rolled his chair towards hers.

“Let me read it over.” He was fast yet thorough, pointing out a clarification here and there. He must have read many Inspector reports, to be this experienced. Their sleeves were touching; she dimly noticed how his forearm was solidly muscled. At last, he nodded. “It looks great.”

“Thank you, Kougami-san. I couldn’t have done it without you.” She smiled, delirious with relief.

“You did most of the work, Inspector.” But his expression was approving, and he clapped her shoulder before rolling away. “You should sleep some more.”

“Okay.” Too exhausted to move any further, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She was anticipating his departing footsteps but they never came.

He’s staying here, I guess. That’s nice-

***

“Tsunemori.”

Akane jolted. “Huh?” Her mouth was dry, and she hastily sat up. Kougami’s hand slipped off her shoulder, which quickly cooled.

“It’s the end of our shift. You can rest at home.”

“O-oh. Okay. Did you need anything else, Kougami-san?” Her eyes felt swollen, and she rubbed them vigorously.

“No, I’m fine, about to head out. Good work, Inspector.” His voice was very low. This close, he smelled like cigarette smoke and coffee. Was he planning to continue working…and why?

But she could think about it when she was fully awake. Traveling to her apartment was a haze, and she didn’t even bother activating Candy for once. Instead, she collapsed on her bed and sank into warm dreamless sleep.

In the future, she wouldn’t mind working third shift again, if it was with him.

[ducktracy]

12 and 23 for the ask game

12. Show your favorite drawing from this year

OOOOHOHOHO this is an easy one! definitely this puppy:

it being a semi redraw of a previous piece helps with that attachment, because it’s easier to see the growth HAHA, but i also am just incredibly tickled with that Daffy! i love him dearly, but he can be very fickle and i am very particular on how he looks. so i celebrate any good looking duck i can! it was very nice of him to be so cooperative (musta been in a good mood.) and the last time i’ve ever drawn Elmer was like… 2 and a half years ago, so all things considered i think it came out nicely!

23. Do you listen to music or watch shows while you work? If so, what’s your favorite?

I SUUUUUURE DO! i think i’d explode otherwise. i tend to listen to actual music (usually music from my playlist of songs that have played in LT shorts, wink wink nudge nudge) when i’m just drawing for myself—if i’m drawing all day for work, i’ll listen to cartoons instead.

the key to my productivity is listening to Daffy cartoons on repeat and i WISH I WAS JOKING! i do find though i get the most work done most efficiently if i’m listening to a short with lots of Daffy dialogue. i will never get tired of hearing Mel Blanc’s voice LOL. Porky shorts too! but Daffy just ignites something in me like nobody else.

though when i do inevitably get sick of listening to the same cartoon on repeat for 8 hours straight, i’ll switch it up—i’ve been binging episodes of Mystery Science Theater 3000 while i work and have been loving it. the only downside is that i find myself having to redraw lots of lines because i keep laughing in the middle of drawing!!

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Daily things

9/13/23

✨ a coworker of mine went to Paignton a town in England and brought me back some things bc my name is never on anything lol! It was so sweet and thoughtful!

✨ I ended up testing positive for covid yesterday, and I don’t feel great but I also don’t feel very bad. So it’s actually nice bc I have the rest of the week off but I don’t feel awful so I can still get stuff done in my day. (Knocks on wood I don’t begin to feel really awful!)

✨ I’m dog sitting for two weeks and I went grocery shopping and saw these little small Halloween Squishmallows and had to get them! For being in the spirit!! I actually got the cat and beaver yesterday and loved the bat but chose to only get two. And then I couldn’t stop thinking of the bay and so I went back today and got him ☺️

✨ I went on a run this morning and I shifted my mindset with running a few days ago and it’s brought so much joy back into running! I hadn’t ran in almost a year due to treatment/ed related things. And so I was getting so angry at myself bc I couldn’t run like before. My endurance is essentially gone. I’m tired allllll the fucking time. And I’m so bloated and uncomfortable 100% of the time. When I would go run I’d feel awful that I could only go a mile and then be struggling. I would keep saying and thinking about how I used to go out for 12-15 mile runs multiple times a week and not even have broken a sweat. I felt horrendous compared to that. But then I thought back to when I started running back in middle school. I would run a song and walk a song for an hour. And then I’d run two songs, walk one song… and then over time it’d be three or four songs and walk one song.. until eventually I was just running. And I realized maybe that’s what I go back to now. There’s no shame in that. I’ve taken a year off of running. I’m not going to pick up where I left off exactly, and a lot of the beauty of this process will come from starting over. And ever since I looked at it that way, it’s been better. I’ll set to go out for 45 minutes to an hour, alternately between running and walking if needed and not judge myself for it and it’s transformed how I feel after run! And I’m excited to see the growth and progress over time!

✨ when I was on a run this morning I knew to take it easy bc I am sick even if I don’t feel like death. So I went out for 45 minutes and ran 2-3 songs and then would walk a song, run 2-3 then walk one, etc. and it just felt like fun and I loved it.

Then I came back, drank my coffee and watched the Barbie movie (I love it! Also obsessed with Margot Robbie so I’m biased lol!) after that I did a 45 minute peloton class and then have spent the rest of today relaxing, taking a nap, and now I’m watching I, Tonya.

✨ it’s now 2:30 in the afternoon, I’m going to spend the rest of today journaling, playing the switch, taking Finn (the doggo) on a walk, reading a bit and then probably watching another movie later on! I appreciate the relaxing moments so much.

✨ I ended up reaching out to the treatment program I’ve been in for 6 months now (2 months in residential and 4 months in PHP) and letting one of the dietitians know I am leaving against medical advice. I can’t take the time off work anymore and I do feel ready. So we’ll see.

✨ I hope you’re all well, and happy hump day!