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[cowboy1ikereid]

the archer ~ s.r.

‘Dark side, I search for your dark side, but what if I'm all right, right, right, right here?’

Summary: When you focus so much on wanting to care for Spencer that you begin to lose yourself, and he notices.

Warnings: fem!reader x post prison!spencer, references to ptsd, reader bottles up her emotions and needs a good cry, spencer confronts her and then comforts her, a tiny bit angsty but mostly comfort, established relationship, spencer is a sweetheart who just wants you to communicate with him, reassurance, pet names (honey/sweetheart), reader is the archer coded, inspired by the archer by taylor swift

Category: Angst x Comfort

Word count: 1.3k

Author's Note: This is my first ever one shot/fic that I've ever uploaded, so please be kind and I hope you enjoy!! Feel free to leave me any advice. ily <3

It had been four months. Four months since Spencer Reid had last set foot into the BAU. Four months since he had been arrested in Mexico and sent to prison. Two months since you had seen him during the visiting hours when it was your turn.

He’d looked so worn down. Completely broken, and it broke your heart. You never imagined seeing him like that. Not the nerdy, sweet and intelligent man you’d loved so dearly. He became an entirely new person, but you didn’t treat him as such. You’d been your bubbly, cheery self as always. The happy mask slipped onto your face almost too easily considering your boyfriend was in a maximum security prison, and Spencer knew that. He knew you weren’t being genuine, but he didn’t have the energy to call you out on it. When you’d returned back to your shared apartment after the visit, you’d broken down that night, sleeping in his shirt and drinking from his favourite Doctor Who mug. He hated it when anybody else used his plates, cups or cutlery, but with you, he never seemed to mind… not when he was around, anyways. It was no different to a kiss, you’d supposed.

But that was two months ago. Now, Spencer had been free from prison for a month, and he was still adjusting to normal life. He was constantly on edge, and he couldn’t take showers by himself anymore. Not unless you were there. Whenever he ate, he wolfed his food down like he was afraid somebody would take it away - like somebody was about to tell him that lunch time was over. His life had been completely flipped around when he’d gone to prison, and you’d wanted to make sure everything was the same when he returned home. You wanted his surroundings to feel familiar. No more unnecessary change. But you were starting to think it wasn’t working.

Trying to keep so happy all of the time was taking a toll on you, but you were trying to do it for Spencer. He had enough on his plate, and the last thing he needed was to deal with your struggles, right? You thought that he was too absorbed with his own issues to notice yours, which you’d decided were much less serious in comparison, but he had noticed the darker side to yourself that you tried to keep under wraps.

You were reading a book on the sofa, glasses perched on the tip of your nose, hair thrown up into a ponytail and one of Spencer’s sweaters hanging off your frame when he approached you. 

“Honey?” He said softly, sitting down next to you on the sofa and drawing your attention from your book. You looked up to him quickly, eyebrows slightly furrowed as you hummed in response. “Can I talk to you?” He continued, placing a hand on top of yours comfortingly. Just from his tone, you could tell it would be a serious conversation. One that you weren’t sure that you were prepared to have, but you accepted anyway. If he needed you, you’d be there for him. No matter what. 

“Of course. Anything.” You nodded, unintentionally releasing a deep sigh.

"Are you okay?" He said simply, his hazel eyes showing concern. You bit your lip, unsure of how to answer. He was a profiler, after all. If you lied to him, he'd be able to tell instantaneously. But you didn't want to worry him. That was the last thing he needed right now. You didn't trust your words, and so you nodded sheepishly, not seeming too sure. You used to vent to Spencer all of the time before he went to prison, but now you were aware that he had problems of his own to deal with, and to you, your own seemed far less important in comparison, so you bottled up your feelings and acted like you were fine, even if you weren't.

Truth be told, you didn't even know why you felt so down. It had just been a tough few weeks with Spencer returning and being so different, but that wasn't his fault. Life in general was catching up to you, and it was exhausting.

"Words?" He sighed, "Look, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. You know that I won't make you, but.. I'm worried about you, okay? I know that you're not okay, and I'd appreciate it if you could stop acting like you were." Spencer said, with warm eyes and a soothing tone. Somehow, he always knew exactly what to say, and it always managed to surprise you even though he had an IQ of 187.

You didn't want to talk about it, not right now. You weren't ready to. But you were fully prepared to remove the mask that you'd been wearing in front of him for months. You looked to the side, and then back at him with your bottom lip trembling, not wanting to speak and instead letting your actions do the talking by shifting towards Spencer and leaning into the warmth of his body, where he opened his arms and wrapped them around you tightly, resting his head on top of yours so he could smell your sweet vanilla scented shampoo. Some things never changed. You tucked your head into the crook of his neck, and he could feel the dampness of your tears that you were finally able to let loose.

The dam had finally burst, and you cried it out. You cried it out in Spencer's arms for a good half hour, and he let you, whispering sweet nothings and stroking your back comfortingly, not letting you go.

Eventually, when you were ready, you pulled away slightly but not fully, one of Spencer's arms still around you as he looked down at you, your eyes swollen, red and puffy. Your cheeks were tear-stained, but he was quick to wipe them with his thumb.

"Are you ready to tell me why you've been bottling up your emotions lately?" Spencer asked, although he had an inclination as to why.

You sniffled and nodded, wiping your runny nose with the sleeve of your sweater Spencer's sweater. It was probably gross, but he'd seen you at your worst, and this wasn't even close to it.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just.. I-.. you've had so much going on lately, and you don't need my problems on top of your own-" You said, but he quickly cut you off.

"Don't say that," He shook his head, "I will always be here for you to talk to. I don't care if you think I have too much going on, okay? That isn't your decision to make. We're in a relationship, sweetheart. I understand that you're trying to do what's best for me, and I love you for that, but what we have is mutual. That means we share things with each other. We communicate our feelings with each other. You don't keep them bottled up just because you think that what you're doing is right. I know that I've been through a lot in these past months, but I don't want us to change because of that." He stroked your cheek with his thumb, his words soft-spoken and gentle, like he always was with you.

You let out a teary chuckle. "You always see right through me."

"I can see through almost anyone, honey. You can't bottle up your emotions forever with a profiler as a boyfriend." He teased.

You smiled a little before your tone grew insecure and serious once more.

"...you're sure you don't mind?" You asked, wanting reassurance.

"Of course I don't," He kissed your forehead and pulled you in for another hug, resting his head on top of yours once more. "All of these problems we have... we can work through them together. One step at a time. It's us against the world."

[savannahsdeath]

hiii i love ur fics ive read them all i ws wondering if you could like do a 18+ with a extremely jealous ellie??

thank you sm ily😭💞and yes ofc i tried my best!!

JEALOUS!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: els didnt like some of the messages she found on your phone..

warnings: 18+!! smut, jealousy(obv), language

writers note: sorry it took me so long to post it😓ive actually written it like one day after you requested but i had already some posts planned and i didnt want to change everything now💔

You came back after a meeting with your co-workers to see your girlfriend waiting for you. As soon as she heard the door open, she leaned on the doorframe of the living room, looking at you with an undefined expression.

"You're late." She mumbled, her voice sounding mad but the way she planted wet little kisses all over your face said otherwise.

Ellie's closeness wasn't just out of greeting, but out of an act of possessiveness and jealousy that you grew accustomed to in the relationship.

You sighed and looked at Ellie for a second, before saying, "Yeah, I'm late. Sorry." You gave her a quick kiss too while looking for your keys. "Meeting ended late." Your voice wasn't as cheery as it usually is.

Ellie then rolled her eyes. "Did you really had to stay that long?" She muttered loudly, trying to hide the jealousy that was so clearly showing.

"It was important." You said, finding your keys and pulling them out of your pockets. You didn't sound upset because it was hard to be upset with Ellie. She was like a little kitten who was possessive and needy at times, but still oh so sweet.

Ellie rolled her eyes again but smiled, and she leaned onto you with her arms wrapped around your waist in a hug. This was where you felt safe and home.

"C'mon," she said softly, "let's go to bed."

You nodded. "I'll just go to the bathroom, 'kay?" You asked, giving her your bag, like you always did after work - she'll lug it upstairs for you.

"Of course, darling." Ellie smiled as she took the bag from you, her expression now fully warm and affectionate. You were lucky to have her, and you knew that.

You went to the bathroom and started to wash your face and brush your teeth, taking a moment to yourself.

After a few minutes, and a good splash of cold water on your face, you exited the bathroom and made your way upstairs. Ellie was waiting for you in the bedroom.

She was doing something on your phone, which didn't surprise you - she was probably just going through your gallery, staring at your pics. You had nothing to hide anyway.

She often did that, smiling widely and mumbling things like 'my wife's so pretty'.

This time, though, she was silent and had a frown on her face.

"Who's Steve?" She asked when she saw you.

"I don't know." You answered honestly. You had no idea who is she talking about, probably a random boy following you.

"You two texted." She passed your phone to you with an opened short conversation. He replied to your story, complimenting you, you thanked him, that's all.

"Yeah, I remember now. What about him?" You lied down next to her, curiously staring at the screen, expecting some more messages to magically appear and explain the situation.

Ellie sat on top of you, playing with the hem of your shirt. "He's hitting on you." She said as she got more bold, now not only fingers but her whole hands sliding up and down your waist.

"I don't know him. He just texted me once." You shrugged, reading the conversation over and over again to find which part made your girlfriend act like that.

"Yeah, and what does his text say?" She smirked, not in her usual innocent way, but in a 'think twice before you answer' way.

You scrolled to his first message and read it out loud. It was simple "stunning💞" in a reply to your story - a photo Ellie took of you at the beach a week ago but you forgot to post it before.

"Exactly. Now, what are you wearing on that pic?" Her smirk widened as she started to undo the button of your jeans.

You didn't pay much attention to her moves, focusing on her orders. "A swimsuit. I mean, we were at th-"

She shushed you, pressing her lips against yours. She pulled away after a good minute, leaving you breathless. She forced the phone, which slipped off of your embrace while she kissed you, back between your fingers.

"Stop explaining yourself or I'll think you actually have something to explain. For now, I'm just asking simple questions. Do I look like I'm mad?" She held your chin with one of her hands, while the other was unbuttoning your formal-looking work shirt.

She really didn't look mad, but you knew it's just her ability to camouflage.

You let out a relieved sigh as soon as you catched your breath. "Oh. Right. Look, it's not a big deal, I told him I'm-"

"Busy. Yeah, I know." She cut you off. "Pretty pathetic excuse."

"What was I supposed to say?" You barely managed to say as she started tracing a path of messy, wet kisses from your neck down your body.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" She laughed and you could feel the vibrations in her breath caused by her sudden outburst on your stomach, right were she stopped to answer you.

You stayed quiet, not wanting to make it worse or seem even dumber in her eyes than you already do, if that's even possible. She noticed your confusion and didn't pressure you to read her mind.

"That you have a girlfriend. That she told you to post it. That she took this pic." She made a pause after every sentence to cling her tongue, followed quickly after with her mouth, to your core, watching your body slightly squirm. You didn't even realize when she arrived that low, and when she took off your underwear, but that wasn't important anymore. "That it was her idea to go to the beach. That she helped you pick your swimsuit. That she saw you in it first..."

"Els... Stop..." You moaned out, feeling jealous of how unbothered she looks while you were already soaking.

"Stop what?" She laughed, sucking on your clit while taking off her rings.

This simple, two-words question, turned out to be more difficult to answer than you'd thought. Actually, what did you had in mind while telling her to stop? Hers 'that she...' calculations? Her hand placement, which had a bruising grip on your thighs? Or her tongue, that had definitely affected you the most, making you drop the phone, screen-down on the bed, and hopefully hold into the bed sheets?

"That's what I thought." She said before you could think of a correct answer.

She had a whole scolding prepared in her mind, but you wasn't honoured to hear it as she had a better plan. Still, she wanted to talk to you through it, watching you do your best to answer or just understand her while she makes you look and feel like a total mess. In order to not leave your cunt hopelessly tremble, right after she took her tongue off of your clit, she pushed two fingers into your entrance.

You gasped, squeezing your thighs together, which made Ellie laugh. It was a normal reaction - her move was unexpected - but your eyes rolling back always got a reaction out of her.

"Back to the topic, want to tell me why you decided saying 'you're busy' will work?" She smirked, her fingers pumping in and out, clenching and unclenching, in a painfully fast and rough way. Her thumb rubbed your clit, replacing her tongue.

"I... If I-'d" You stuttered, taking a deep breath after every letter you managed to say.

"Y-Y...You what?" She mocked your mumbling, her smirk turning into a smile.

Your back arched, making your hips move higher, but Ellie held them down with her free arm. Even though her nails were trimmed short, so she won't have to worry she'll hurt your pretty cunt, you swore you feel them digging into your waist.

"That hurt-s..." You whispered, but you weren't really bothered by it, even though your eyes were starting to get teary.

"Yeah? Don't worry, I'm sure Steve would make it hurt more... if you'd give him a chance, that is. But you didn't and won't." Her free hand let go of your hip, taking your phone and staring at the unlocked screen, clearly thinking or considering something. "I know you're mine and you know that too." She finally concluded, but right before she put the device down, you got a notification.

She mischievously smiled as she saw who's the message from.

"You got yourself a fan." She laughed as she opened your conversation with the reason of her jealous behaviour. "'Still busy?' and a fucking winking emoji. Jesus, that's just embarrasing."

You couldn't help but admire how good her attention span was - one hand making you a whining mess, other typing on your phone, eyes barely looking away from you (only to read his text, she typed hers blindly), mind probably racing with ideas to make him, or you, or both of you, regret your little conversation. She was obviously overreacting, but then again, your profile was full of Ellie and there's no way he missed all the cute posts about her.

"Should I show him how 'stunning' you look right now?" She chuckled and shook her head. "Nah, this view is for me only."

"What d-id you do?" You stuttered, trying to take your phone back, but she placed it out of your reach and aggressively grabbed your wrist.

"I liked it more when you moaned instead of asking questions." And just as she said that, she got faster again, making your cunt tighten even more around her fingers. Even though it may seem she's not paying much attention to how precise she is, she kept violating your sensitive spot, not missing it once.

Your head hit the pillow, leaning back on it and exposing your throat from which many signs of your pleasure came.

She was wondering again, her eyes looking you up and down before finally staying at your face. Her smile faded as she looked at you for a few moments. Then, she picked up your phone and passed it to you, following by simple but stern words; "Block him."

Your hands were shaky, so instead of pressing the block button, you almost accidentally called him a few times.

Ellie's smirk came back as she looked at you obediently fulfill her requests. She knew she could make you do anything she wanted now, but she didn't feel the need to. The only thing she needed was you with her - her only.

She took the mobile from you, whispering soft 'good girl' as she saw you succeed to do what she asked you to.

"Next time, if someone bothers you, just tell me straight away." She patted your cheek, her focus going back to what's her right hand doing.

This boy didn't bother you at all, he was just nice. But you knew what Ellie meant - he bothered her. Without arguing, you silently nodded, knowing this is the last time you posted a swimsuit photo on your account.

[toomuchracket]

two thoughts. office nerd and girlie telling the office they’re finally together and that Dublin trip you mentioned in the first ily fic.

we just spoke about the dublin trip so let's talk thought numero uno. oddly enough, i actually don't think you even need to tell your colleagues lol; they see you and matty giggling at each other in ways you certainly don't giggle with anyone else, both of you are physically incapable of not making the other a cuppa when you make one for yourself, luke from film reviews SWEARS he saw the two of you smooch in the staff room one morning, and the office went into uproar the day matty rocked up to work wearing yesterday's cardigan and jeans and what appeared to be your vintage spice girls t-shirt lol. in addition to all of this damning evidence, it's pretty clear you've both been soft launching on insta - well, you have, anyway, and you DID try to teach matty what it all meant and how to do it but he hasn't quite gotten the hang of not posting pics where you aren't so specifically you in them lmfao (but he's a sweet angel, and it's the thought that counts) - and so you're really not surprised when your friend rania from beauty invites the two of you on a double date with her and her bf without ever having confirmation that you and matty are together. he's all panicked like "how could you tell?", and she's like "because you look at each other like they're perfection personified, and she's been consistently cheery in a way that only people who are having regular extremely good and emotionally fulfilling sex are, that's how", and he blinks for a second and shrugs like "fair enough. yes, we'd love to go out with you and will. saturday?" lmfao. bless him <3

[faithst]

ZB1’s POKEMONS

ask from ☃️ anon <3 faith baby why did you just start blasting when i was your man. faith my ears. anyway! since we used to play on that pixelmon server everyday for an entire year (dark times), what pokemon do you think zb1 would have on their team?? who’d be their ace, their starter, etc etc. ok ily pls chillax and turn bruno mars off ❤️

notes hi ☃️ anon (which is literally just @trashhdez) i was ‘same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now’-ing because i saw hanbin concept photos ok ☹️ but for the sake of simplicity; i will just be giving each member a starter, an eeveelution, and a legendary / mythical !

masterlist<3

starter > eeveelution > legendary / mythical

— zhang hao

fennekin it’s whole vibe fits hao imo, very classy but also a bit of spark yk. also a very pretty and babygirl pokemon !

espeon IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN BUT ESPEON IS SO RESERVED LIKE HAO (introvert-wise ig?) also hao fits very well w purple

lunala aka the better evolution from cosmoem ! lunala has stars and stars shine and yk who else is a star? yeah, hao. also lunala feels very classy like him

— sung hanbin

charmander both very popular and has a determined vibe ! charmander is also v friendly (i think) so basically hanbin !

leafeon the design SCREAMS hanbin (it’s so cute) it looks so gentle and polite, overall friendly and easy to approach

shaymin (specifically the hedgehog, idk what the actual ver is called) similar designs to leafeon ! shaymin seems v assertive altho being a cutie patootie; so basically leader hanbin

— seok matthew

oshawott I WAS TORN BETWEEN OSHAWOTT AND POPPLIO but oshawott seems more matthew-y to me yk ! both super cute and bouncy (idk don’t ask)

eevee because it’s fluffy like matt. also i feel like eevee is the most sunshine out of all the eeveelutions !

jirachi does that not scream matthew ?? like cute star = matthew, end of statement.

— shen ricky

snivy super chic and elegant like ricky. screams expensive taste

glaceon THATS LITERALLY RICKY ! super elegant, super cool. ricky 🤝 ice types. also glaceon reminds me of his hair idk why

xerneas looks so EXPENSIVE. also xerneas is like super cool like ricky (i love xerneas sm) bedazzled and chic

— park gunwook

squirtle are we even surprised at this point? it literally looks like him, literally identical; could pass off as twins

vaporeon (i do not want to be reminded of the copypasta) BUT LOOK AT IT, ITS SO CUTE AND CHEERY just like GUNWOOK !!

zekrom gbtb gunwook vibes. literally the cool side of gunwook. the build zekrom has also reminds me of gunwook !

— kim taerae

piplup it’s literally taerae, look at it !

sylveon super babygirl. both prolly have their motto as ‘friendship is magic’ and the ribbons omg

diancie the jewels on it’s head remind me of taerae and his voice. all of these are so babygirl just like him :D

— kim gyuvin

chimchar why? 1) @trashhdez is a big chimchar fan and has the exact same personality as gyuvin 2) gyuvin would love chimchar, super cute but also could beat you up

jolteon the puppy vibes from gyuvin ! sparky and energetic just like him !

zygarde (specifically the core. if not, then the 10% one) i have no explanation for this one… it’s just.. yeah..

— kim jiwoong

sobble i feel like jiwoong would pick the most unhinged looking starter, thus picking sobble. ig it’s cute,,,

umbreon VERY CHIC JUST LIKE JIWOONG ‼️ looks very intimidating but actually just a cutie patoot

entei regal. like royalty looking. i feel like entei embodies jiwoong in a way i cannot explain, maybe it’s the stance

— han yujin

froakie 100% plays pokemon by the meta and picks froakie just bcuz of ash’s greninja (i can’t blame him tho, the greninja is godly)

flareon gives me youth vibes and very playful. flareon looks like a teenage boy

rayquaza bcuz of the meta, prolly his fav out of every pokemon (also can’t blame him here, rayquaza is also godly)

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[unactivewaspsfics]

hey can i request ow headcannons of a s/o who does drag? (with soldier, lucio, cassidy, baptiste and junkrat) gn pls! thanks in advance :3

Soldier, Lúcio, Cassidy, Baptiste, and Junkrat x Drag Queen S/O Headcanons

A/N: TYSM FOR THE REQUEST OMG! I am a fan of watching people do drag on occasion but I hope I did my best writing this for you!! I did their opinions on you doing drag and their reactions to seeing you in drag for the first time since you didn't really specify anything in particular!!!! :D Have a fun time reading anon, Ily <;33

Genre: Relationship Headcanon

CW: Flirting, Cursing, Pre-relationship status Word Count: 1,545

Soldier 76

Soldier 76 respects your determination for the part of being a Drag Queen. I mean, you have to buy so much makeup, clothes, wigs if you want, and glitter.

He can't even figure out how to do makeup, even though you have tried to teach him before. He has figured out how to walk in your small heels, which he joked, "This is a step up to becoming a drag queen, huh?"

He never really sees you in drag, his first time after you two started dating was crazy. You packed your bags since you and some of your Drag Queens were going to go to the mall and he came out of the room groggily in surprise.

He knew you did drag, that was one of your first conversations you two had before dating, but he never expected to see you in your outfits this early on!

"Oh, Good Morning Jack!" you said in a cheery tone, turning around to see him furrowed eyebrows. "Your so.. shiny." he said, clearing his throat. "Yeah, it comes with the part dear" you replied, walking over to kiss him on his forehead. "How the hell did you get all of that on you.. how can you even breathe or walk?" he kept questioning on. "You look like a totally different fucking person!"

You laughed, telling him you made him coffee already and that you'll be home soon. You hugged him as he fell into your hug slightly, getting a face full of clothes. "I have so many damn questions when you get back

Lúcio

Lúcio is such a fan of you doing drag and he loves the fact you use his music for your shows. He loves doing makeup with you since before he does to a music concert, he puts on concealer, green eye makeup, and even fake freckles on some parts of his face. He even puts glitter on his facial hair sometimes which you help him with.

He has even been to one of your shows and has been the biggest support/cheerleader since you two started to be friends all through your relationship.

The first time he saw you in drag was during one of the music concerts, you dressed in all green and glow sticks and gave out frog lollipops to people who passed. This was before you two started dating, your first interaction.

You were a huge fan of his music so obviously, you would come! You even bought a backstage pass to actually meet him! After his main opening and playing DJ, he decided to let the music play with one of his helpers to do a backstage meet-and-greet.

You walked up in line, being the first one. When he was walking to the area and saw you, he blushed slightly.

"Hey Hey!" He said while sliding up to look at you and your outfit. "Whoa... You look fantastic!" he laughed excitedly. You smiled even more. "I love your music!! I am so glad you like my outfit- I tried my best to make it look like- you!" you replied, placing the CD down. "Maybe you should be my outfit manager...see you around tho, Drag Lúcio!" he offered, signing your CD with his signature... and his number.

Cassidy

Cole Cassidy has never really understood why people drag, but he is amazed at how people put on a persona and wear all those heels and clothes. Like seriously, he could never wrap his head around how people in drag put on such a daring personality and a bold look for hours on end!

Although he doesn't fully understand why you do drag, he is supportive nonetheless. He even lets you do his makeup on rare occasions, mainly when he is drunk. One time he woke up with a face of makeup and his nails done (LMAO).

He does sometimes try to wear your heels. "It can't be that hard, I mean, I wear these boots all day and they got heels to em'!" Once he got up and tried to walk he instantly fell, and oh, you laughed your butt off while helping him up.

The first time he saw you in drag was when he came home from a bar. He had gotten drunk and you had just finished testing a drag outfit you were going to wear later in the week; you never expected him to get home this early. You were walking around the house when he saw you, and god was he stuck standing there like an idiot.

"You are home so early, what happened?" you asked concerningly, normally he would be out all night till early in the morning. "Why did ya' get all dolled up for me?" he drunkenly asked with a deep laugh, smiling oh so happily. "You look fab-u-lous babe!" he added, opening his arms up for a hug.

You were flattered by his drunken compliment. You asked if he was drunk, and he replied yes with a groan. "But just because I'm dr-runk means nothin' darlin'! I can stay up all night while you get all dolled up" he replied, with a huge grin. You laid him down on the couch, telling him you would be back without the outfit on; when you got back in more suitable clothes he was passed out. I mean hey, at least you know he doesn't mind you doing drag!

Baptiste

Baptiste has always been the kind of man to love and appreciate everything in life. When he found out you did drag he was so happy to know one of your lifestyles. He loves hearing you talk about what kind things you do when in drag, the persona you put on, the stories you have to tell.

He is just really happy about your hobbies, and this one he has asked to join in. He happily did a mini-fashion show with the two of you and your drag costumes you had. Obviously he was just playing and enjoying the moment with you. During the start of the fashion show he finally saw you in drag, after days of asking to see photos of you.

The two of you had set up a fake run way going from the dining room into the living room, a red cloth being the run way set. "I am so excited! Go first!!" he rushed you into the bedroom to change.

You laughed, excited to see his reaction to you in a quick drag outfit. Baptiste, on the other hand, had set up a camera to record you so he could watch the moment whenever he wanted to.

After many minuets, you gave him a warning with a "Coming down the runway, your favorite partner of all time..", finishing it right as you got in line of sight as Baptiste. He stood up, overreaction with gasps and laughs and moving his arms around you in shock.

"That looks fantastic! How did you do this in such little time?" he asked quickly, a jump in his step as you explained how this is just something you did quickly, and how you could do better with more amount of time. After millions of questions from him, he begged you to do his makeup like a drag queen and you two could do a mini photo shop.

Junkrat

Junkrat wasn't really educated with many kinds of hobbies, drag included. Honestly, he had seen you in drag millions of times and wasn't really phased by it, but he loved seeing the sparkles and colors on your already handsome face. He asked you questions like "Are ya sureee that's comfortable? In this weather? Is it bomb proof? Why do you always go out in that dress?" You find the questions cute, and glad he seemed quite interested in it.

He had once been to one of your drag events, a kids reading event. He sat right near the front, watching you read with a huge smile on his face. Even in drag or not, you were so handsome and he loved that.

The first time he saw you in drag was a week after you two started dating. He had just got out of the shower (crazy i know) and you were seeing what outfit matched best with the makeup you were wearing in the living room. When he came out into the living room you were going to ask him what worked best, but then...

"Hey dearie, you ran out of soa- OH MY GOSH!" his eyes lit up at the outfits you had laid out. "ARE THESE YOURS? ARE YOU GOING TO WEAR THEM??" he asked excitedly while you explained what you were doing.

"I'm assuming you don't know but- I am a Drag queen and we wear all these clothes and makeup and stuff and just have fun! we sing-" he cut you off, saying he should also be a drag queen since he is an 'amazing' singer/song writer/musician/ actor/fashionista. He was over-exaggerating, but it made you start to cackle.

You promised Junkrat that when you got back that you would help him do drag. He laughed, jumping around. "Caannn my drag queen person have bombs on them? and gold? and fire?" he asked while you sighed with a smile on your face. What have you created?

A/N: Anon, and everyone else, I am so sorry i haven't uploaded in so long! I've been busy with school and kinda forgot i have a Tumblr but I will slowly post more and more. Also sorry if anyone here seems Out of Character. ILY MWAHH

[lyrakanefanatic]

EEEEK CONGRATS IM SO SO PROUD OF YOU BBG 🫶🫶🫶 can i please req 🪩🍁 THANK UOUU

THANK YOU SO MUCH JASSS ILYY 💗💗

and ofc!! <333

a character i think reminds me of you is is gigi, (yes im being a bit biased bc u run her rp account LMAO) but also at the same time avery bc ur kind and thoughtful but also quite chaotic LOL

AND HERE IS A LIST OF THINGS THAT I LIKE ABOUT U!!!

1. u are so so kind. ever since i’ve known you (which has been A WHILE since you were one of the first tig blogs i followed) you have never once stopped being sweet and just an amazing person and i love you for it <33

2. your blog is HILARIOUS. i love looking on your account because you never fail to make me laugh and all your posts are gold

3: you’re chaotic. if i had a penny for every time you made a joke about certain characters from tgg being… silly (sexual) i would literally be living in a mansion. i love your blog because every time i scroll through it im going to see a post that is just so unbelievably wild and it’s funny as hell (i actually found ur blog bc u made a post about the “atonement night” chapter in the special edition of the final gambit where grayson calls tiramisu a good girl, saying u wish he’d call u that too, so that rlly proves my point LMFAOOO)

4. you have the prettiest name ever, like disney princess named after you alert ‼️

5. u supported my delusions about phone girl and were delusional urself, so that makes me like u even more knowing u were a day one phone girl x grayson fan ☠️☠️

6. ur so cheery and friendly like straight away i loved ur blog bc u seemed like such a good person (also i was kinda fangirling too bc i was new to the tig fandom and ur blog was amazing soo <33)

7. ur themes never miss and they’re always so amazing. PLUS UR INTRO POST IS SO NEAT AND CUTESY LIKE EE !!

8. ur such a good friend and i know that if i ever needed to talk about something, i could go to you because ur so kind hearted and seem like a good listener <33

THATS ALL BUT SRSLY ILY JAS UR SO SO KIND THANK YOUU xx💗💗

[milos-playzone]

INTRO POST!

In order -> about this blog, about me in little space (little me), about me out of little space (big me), boundaries & dni, tags I use, end.

ABOUT THIS BLOG

This blog is my safe place to post about my age regression!! You may come across posts about my day, about me and my cg, reposts of regression related stuff, etc. I expect this place to stay safe, non toxic, and sfw!! This is a bully free zone all bullys will be blocked and reported!! If you have a problem with anything I posted you may dm me and we can work it out!!

ABOUT ME IN LITTLE SPACE

Names: Milo (pronounced my-woah) or Pup

Age: 3-6 (if I say different it's because I'm not fully sure)

Pronouns: He/they

Cg: @winnies-wonderland

Little personality: very clingy, shy to new people, sweet and caring, usally well behaved, curious and very cheery, loves playing pretend!! I have a ton of stuffies I love cuddling/hugging!! I stim a lot when regressed and baby talk! I luv using emoticons 2!! 

When I'm regressed:

Do not : swear around me, make dark jokes, say anything nsfw, be mean or bully me, try to take advantage of me (obv), vent, etc.

Do : be nice, be patient, "play along", encourage me, be positive, give praise when completing stuff (ex: self care or puzzles), etc.

ABOUT ME OUT OF LITTLE SPACE

Name: Milo (pronounced my-low)

Age: 16

Pronouns: He/they/xe/it

Gender: Genderfluid + Xenogender

My pronouns page:

About me: I’m pretty lazy with most stuff but I get a lot of random bursts of energy. I'd say I'm pretty silly and funny!! I like playing Roblox and drawing. I’m kinda bad with texting first but love talking to people! I love animals and collecting things especially oddities.

Diagnoses: GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder), depression, unspecified eating disorder, OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder), DD (Dissosiative Disorder) (unspecified), Adhd ( Attention Deficit / Hyperactivity Disorder), and Asd (Autism Spectrum Disorder) (Autism).

Please keep in mind these when interacting with me!! The only reason I share these is because they impact the way I interact with others and the way I think!! It also helps people understand a little more what they should avoid bringing up around me!! I hope this helps you understand if I act a little "strange"!! ^_^

( All my diagnoses listed have been professionally diagnosed and even though I don't self diagnose I support it as long as you do your research and don't claim to be professionally diagnosed!! )

Boundaries & DNI

These boundaries are with people who are not close friends!! Moots, followers, and randoms are expected to respect these boundaries of mine!! If you have any questions regarding my boundaries (or anything else for that matter pls dm me or put it in my ask me thing on my profile!!)

No, you cannot: vent to me without asking unless my post says you can, flirt with me (jokes are fine sometimes by moots but not when I'm regressed), ask me to be your cg or babysitter, ask for face reveals, ask for free art unless I have somewhere saying you can, ask for other socials (close moots can tho),

Yes, you can: say ily, send hearts, compliment me, ask where I got things, roleplay boop, hug, headpat, & pet me ( pet only when im pet regressing), spam like posts, reblog my posts, ask me sfw questions.

DNI:

People who are anti agere-petre, people who s3xual1ze age regression & pet regression, transphobes, aphobes, homophobes, xenophobes, bullys, trump supporters, if you use ANY slurs you can't reclaim, if you demonize people with addictions or people with personality disorders such as Boderline Personality disorder or Antisocal personality Disorder, if you send anyone death threats, if you support autism speaks or think autism is a disease and needs to be cured, if you think p3d0s or z00s belong in the lgbtq community or support or are one, if you are a pr0sh1pper, d4rkshipper, or c0mshipper or support them, if you believe in transtrenders, Thinspo/pro-ana/pro-mia blogs, DDLG/CGL(re) blogs, ABDL blogs, and people who are into ageplay, pro life / anti-choice people, Islamophobes and anti-Semites, people who are anti-immigration, MAPs/p3doph1les or supporters of them, zoos / zooph1les or supporters of them, NSFW / porn / kink blogs, fatphobes, anti-blm, racists, exists, ablesists, Fascists and White supremacists/neo-Naz1s, and anti-antis.

Tags I use

#Bubba!! = about my cg!!

#Playtime!! = Posts when I'm in little space

#barkbark!! = posts made when I'm pet regressed

End!!

that's all that I could think of for now!! If you have any questions feel free to ask!! Thank you everyone for being so kind to me!! I hope this continues to be a nice safe space for me and everyone else here!! ♡

[giggly-squiggily]

*crashes into your inbox* i wanted to go to bed but then i saw the notif for the post and i have priorities so i'm here now hello :D

and uh yeah it's a teeny bit angsty :) whoopsie :)

teenagers matchablossom yey! kaoru has really awful parents (don't listen to him, super strict, verbally abusive, sometimes their hands "slip" etc) and after kojiro finds out he makes sure that kaoru gets showered in affection whenever he comes over

does kaoru love it? yes absolutely. can he handle it? no absolutely not.

as always feel free to decline if it doesn't speak to you and i'll probably come back with more hcs tomorrow after i get some sleep jesus christ i'm so tired bye ily ♡

REY THIS IS INCREDIBLE! *sobs* Ah, how I love some good ol' angst in the evening! I've gotcha covered :3 (and please do! Sleep is important ily too!)

CW: angst, implied child abuse, swearing

Kojiro didn’t bother asking why Karou was standing at his door in the pouring rain at 1 am, he just held the door open and let the other in. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

His boyfriend couldn’t look at him, his long pink hair drenched and hiding his face. Even so, Kojiro could hear the faint sniffles and see the shakiness of his frame. Once the door shut, he fell against his chest, clutching onto him for dear life.

“I don’t…I don’t want to go back.” He whispered, voice scared and low. Kojiro cradled him in his arms, burying his face against his soaked crown.

“You don’t have to. You can stay with me.” He kissed him again and again, rocking him gently in his arms as tears leaked down Karou’s face, quaking with sobs. “I’m here. I’ve got you…”

Time passed, tears fell, and silent promises to help were made as Karou pulled himself back, wiping at his face. His eyes were so red, and his cheek…

Oh god his cheek…

“The shower is set up- and yes I have your hair stuff there.” Kojiro kept his voice cheery as he inched towards the freezer, going to get ice. “Get cleaned up and we’ll watch a movie, okay?”

Karou barely nodded, slowly making his way to the bath. Once gone, the green haired teen pressed his face against the freezer door, tears of frustration leaking down his face.

I’ll kill them. How dare they- How fucking dare they-

Then he breathed, looking up at the ceiling. No. There were better ways to handle it. He pulled out his phone, shooting a few quick text messages

When Karou came back, hair wet and dressed in Kojiro’s oversized sweats, he found his boyfriend on the couch, smiling softly. “Come here. I saved food from earlier if you're hungry.”

“You always were a good cook.” Karou spoke, cracking the first real smile since arriving. He let himself be pulled into Kojiro’s arms, squished against his side as his boyfriend pressed the ice pack against his cheek. “What are we watching?”

The heavy stuff can wait until the morning. Right now- Kojiro’s only goal was to make Karou feel safe.

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a dabble for it!

[mokacheer]

hahaha thanks for the mass tag game @ruanbaijie this shall be fun!

aka: nine albums or songs I've been listening to lately x nine people I’d like to get to know better x tag game with no name

1. why did you choose your url? - no idea, my theories are that i was obsessed with rosario + vampire so i took moka, and since moka is cheery/happy i just bam. i honestly don't know 💀

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. - i used to have a ton because younger me dabbled in the RP world (lets not remember those times but remember the cool people i befriended) but right now no just this blog and the other blog i help run <3 @otomokatsuhiro (if you love old anime youll immediately follow ;) )

3. how long have you been on tumblr? - since may 2012 😵 (save me)

4. do you have a queue tag? - nah

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? - an old friend of mine told me about it and actually made this blog for me. now thinking about it idk if it was her that came up with the name, if i had a different name to begin with... no clue :s

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? - its yuki!!! must i explain why?! (plus it matches my vibe here alot of mutuals say im super sweet or a ray of sunshine ((ily it makes me happy everytime i get that hehe)))

7. why did you choose your header? - it just matches the overall pink cute vibe :p

8. what’s your post with the most notes? - still to this day its a 29 frame gif of a phone ending call... here

9. how many mutuals do you have? - i counted at the beginning of the year and i believe i had 108? but now obviously its 108+ :D

10. how many followers do you have? - 17.2k+ x-x

11. how many people do you follow? - 544! i remember at one point i wanted to keep the number limited but thats so stupid!!

12. have you ever made a shitpost? - uhhhh probably when i was younger. i used to constantly post #personal text posts so idunno

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? - help me

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? - yeah a small amount of times, most would be reposters telling me "no this is my gif i made this! i wont remove this from my blog!" with my watermark clear as day in the corner lol..

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts - meh it's your blog at the end of the day, if you want to reblog something do it, if you dont dont. it's sad to see most people just like posts but they come from different platforms and fail to realize what kind of site tumblr is. hopefully eventually they will get it tho! amen

16. do you like tag games? - yes! i love that i get tagged in them but also forget alot of the time to ever get to doing them so i apologize for being late on this one hehe

17. do you like ask games? - plsssss i love seeing that notification light up in my inbox. it fills this bloggers heart with joy.

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? - oh i got a few @gojosattoru (where have you been ;w; </3), @hanae-ichihara (ill always miss you <3), DEFINITELY @taohs hehehe

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? - nope, having a crush on here has never happened for me :p

20. what is the last song you listened to? - charli xcx speed drive EASYFUN remix, its sooo gud

21. what are you currently watching? - the magical girl and evil lieun. are archenemies, fairy tail 100 years quest, maybe some other misc. stuff i cant think of rn.

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy? - all of the above, i love sweet + spicy

23. what is your current relationship status? - single times *salute emoji*

24. what is your current obsession? - SMILING FRIENDDDSSSS asjdiaoshjdajsid

25. what are nine albums/songs you've been listening to lately? - aprils-bloom by julie areyouhome? by juno britpop by A.G. Cook right back by Frost children i like it by Frost children spring is coming with a strawberry in the mouth by Caroline Polachek magic sword by 4s4ki tome by veltpunch 365 by charli xcx

tagging: @taohs @cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga @oneechangoddess @yuujies @scary-friend @fuwanek0 and others that wanna have fun

[princekirijo]

Thoughts on the P3 casts personas? i.e which do you prefer between the initial and secondary personas and which are your favourites?

Oh god thank Rui ily for this

Ok so I'll keep this one fairly opinion based (because someone else asked me a very similar question and I thought fuck it I'll rant about them twice because Personas and their designs are my fav thing to talk about) so without further ado:

So in general I absolutely adore the Persona 3 cast's Personas. Design wise they're not as flashy as P5's but I feel like they don't need to be because their more muted color palette and simpler designs fit the tone of P3 well. There are some I love to pieces (Penthesilea, Artemisia, Caesar, Castor and Cerberus come to mind) and then there are some that I don't like that much (Polydeuces and Nemesis). I'll put a more detailed breakdown undercut because I know I'll get carried away lmao but those are my general thoughts!

I'll break them down by character so it's easier!

MC/FeMC: OK so I do have a preference for male Orpheus but I honestly like both! Female Orpheus has a more cheery color palette (well brighter is prob the better word) which I like a lil more but I think the original one is just iconic. I love his harp and how he uses it to bash enemies idk why that's so funny to me it just is. Thanatos is probably one of my favorite designs ever I love that guy so much. I love his mask and I love how beast like he is. And the coffins? Absolute banger design. Messiah is overall a good design but I'm not as fond of it? It's very well executed but I think because it's so late in the game and it's just not as iconic as the other two I'm kinda meh about it you know. Thanatos is my fav for the MCs (and if he doesn't count for whatever reason then Orpheus).

Junpei: I don't have too much to say about Hermes design wise other than I like him! I like his bird look and tbh my fav thing about him is actually his attack animations! The way he slides into enemies is really satisfying to me idk why. Trismegistus though. God I love him so much. Mostly because of his awakening scene that is honestly one of the highlights of the game (like a lot of the second tier awakenings) and the fact his design is a fusion of Hermes and Medea is just so so good. I def prefer him.

Yukari: I really enjoy both Io and Isis a lot. I really like their designs and their lore and how it ties into Yukari's own story! However compared to some of the others, these designs kinda fall in the middle of the pack for me. Solid looks but nothing crazy you know? I think I slightly prefer Isis because of her wings I think that's such a cool design feature.

Akihiko: Ah my boy. He has one of the best and the worst persona designs of the cast for me. Polydeuces is such a dope choice for him as a Persona. Picking the immortal half of the Gemini twins for him and giving Shinji the other one is so so so so good and I could rant all day about why I love the concept. The design? Ugly af I'm sorry 😭 I cannot stand it it looks so weird the big bulky body with the skinny little legs looks so off-putting and his hair is just so weird? I don't like it at all 💀 Caesar however???!! Absolutely ADORE him. Such a powerful looking design and I love the lil person who sits in his chest (I'm one of the "it represents Shinji" people because I just love that idea so much). Caesar def is my preference here.

Fuuka: I really love Fuuka's Personas because of how she interacts with them. I really like how she's encased inside the persona and I think both Lucia and Juno look really really good. Unfortunately they're kinda similar to Yukari's for me in that they're like both very good but just don't stand out as much as some of the others. I prefer Lucia for her lore and I prefer Juno's design so 🤷‍♂️

Mitsuru: Oh baby. I absolutely adore Penthesilea and Artemisia to DEATH. I have written essays on here about the details of their designs and how they fit Mitsuru as a character so so well. Probably two of my favorites in the entire series. If I had to pick I think I'd give the slight edge to Artemisia because the fact that she has that red mask symbolizing the fact Mitsuru is finally coming out of her shell and letting down her walls a little makes me so so emotional.

Koromaru: Cerberus is a very very good boy. I think it's a really on the nose design but there's nothing wrong with that he's perfect. 10/10 would pet and give treats.

Ken: I think Ken's personas have the same deal as Akihiko's for me but to a lesser degree. I don't like Nemisis that much. I don't hate it as much as I hate Polydeuces, I just think it looks really awkward. I could see what they were going for and the blade saw thing is cool it just looks... Kinda weird. Idk. Kala-nemi on the other hand I much prefer! I think it does the over exaggerated proportions much better than Polydeuces (it's big bulky shoulders look and move really well) and I like the lore behind it. It's not a massive favorite but I enjoy it.

Aigis: Honestly I like both Palladion and Athena a lot. They're both really solid designs and they fit Aigis super well! I'd have to give the edge to Athena though because I love the big shields that circle her. Really cool touch.

Shinjiro: Oh god Castor. I adore Castor so so much. Such a fantastic design. The horse the blade in the chest just everything about him. He looks like Polydeuces but just so so much better. Brilliant design def one of my favs in the series.

[d3epfriedanger]

STRIDES INTO YOUR ASKBOX new tog stuff. to feed u. - new phrase: "Ha'maala?" / "How much money does this cost?" Used almost exclusively by Coruscanti Togs, as money isn't that important to Togs on Shili, Kiros, or Dryl - Many Shilians call their lekku "Hohyaaret" / "Python-like" as homage to their python deity Hohyaar'daarly; they regard their lekku's ability to sense tremors in the ground as blessings from Hohyaar'daarly :3 HAVE FUN ILY MUAH

AAAHAFSGDHMF I FORGOR TO ANSWER THIS

AUAUUAFSYAGHJKHLJA:F TOG LORE?????????

Thats so fucking cool omfg and BIG SNAKE???? GIMME GIMME

[ryescapades]

RYE-PIE! Bc I was in tumblr jail I couldn't send this on the day I actually wanted to, so pls consider this a belated virtual invite to our Friendsmas dinner party!

Appetizer: Dungeness Crab Salad Handrolls topped with uni and avocado (no pic bc I was busy making them)

Main: Prime Rib marinated and air-dried in Shio Koji

Horseradish Sauce: I tweaked the flavors in a French horseradish sauce to suit the main! Japanese-style mayo made with egg yolk and rice vinegar, subbed wasabi and karashi for Dijon, yuzu kosho for hot sauce, yuzu for lemon, spring onion for chive, and sweetfish ayu instead of worcestershire

Au Jus: made with homemade roasted beef bone broth, 4-year-aged shoyu, and a glug of my favorite cabernet sauvignon

Salad: Shaved Fennel and Green Apple in a Walnut-Champagne Vinaigrette with mint and orange medley

Brussels: Fried Brussels Sprouts tossed in a Chickpea Miso Honey glaze.

Sides: Smashed Potatoes roasted in beef fat from the prime rib with Rosemary Garlic Confit, Spinach Ohitashi, and Gailan stir-fried in oyster sauce.

Beverages: for drinks we have either the aforementioned red wine, or I also made a nonalcoholic option! Fizzy Brazilian Mint Limeade with fresh-squeezed OJ floated on top. It gives it a lovely bright fragrance aaaaand we can add a little rum in there if you'd prefer 😁

Ok ily you sweet sweet soul and a happy belated hols to you!! May the cheery holiday mood continue through January and the midterm gods favor you in this new year!

CHEESY MY LOVEE PLS i got SO happy seeing you in my inbox w all the delicacies I HAD SO MUCH FUN LEARNING ABT THEM ALL

to start off, crab salad for appetizer ?? THAT SOUNDS SO GOOD OMG tbh i've never had avocados before but searching it up rly made me salivate ….

MARINATED RIB AAAAHHH oh i got heart eyes already

i LOVE how you can alter/replace all these different cultures in your food like going from french to japanese in that horseradish sauce ??? i never would've thought :o

i had to search up what au jus is AND ONCE AGAIN I'M SALIVATING

I SEE SMASHED POTATOES !!!! my eyes just got wider eeeee i love smashed potatoes smmsmsmm one of my favourites <3

the limeade + OJ looks so refreshing oughhggh i want that in my breakfast !!!

yk .... i'm really imagining that i was there ... eating all these delicious food with youu TwT (if you ever felt like your food were disappearing so fast when you were eating them, my ghost was actually there beside you kekeke)

HAPPY BELATED HOLS TO U TOO MY CHEESYPIE tysm for the well wishes , i will thrive !!! in my tests (hopefully) !! so so sooo good to see you back and ily more !!!!! <3

[gennabi]

OMG ZUL!

MY EXTREMELY HANDSOME EMPRESS!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You're having an amazing day, right? OF COURSE YOU ARE :))))))

Did you really think I would miss it? WE'RE MARRIED AND IT'S ON MY CALENDER. Duh... 🤓 💯🧋🫂

*sigh* I miss you so much 🥲

OKAY BABY Z! I'll be back soon so you can tell me all about your day and anything else!! (PLS MAKE SURE YOU HAVE CAKE PICTURES READY TO GO)

I'm going now... I love you very much. NEVER QUESTION IT!

SERIOUSLY, JULY, ENJOY YOUR DAY 🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🫀🦷❣❣❣❣❣❣🕳 💜🎷👾 🤧

Did... I... mention... that... I love you?

*scrolls up*

I DID ALREADY?! NICE. *high fives self*

ily, again & again :3

- MBA ♡

hi sorry for replying so late bb :'))

i had an okay-ish day but thank you so much for the wish, really means a lot ☹💖💖

awww i miss you too you havent come here for so long this blog is no fun without you 👎 (at one point i thought u werent going to come here anymore but HELLO HI HOW ARE YOU YOURE HERE YEAY :D)

unfortunately my bday was kind of eh this year, my parents brought me out for lunch and bought me ice cream which is like good okay whatever. but the original vision ive always had for my birthday is spending the majority of it alone but it just so happens to fall on a day where im on my semester break so </3 n i wanted a bluey cake this year so im still looking forward to make that happen when the new sem comes up lol so no pictures to show off for now 🤕 good thing is my friends wished me a lot, bad thing is im rotting away (and its getting worse rip) ya i think thats it for my bday,,, ill post some pics for you when i do get to celebrate myself uhehe

be safe and healthy, i love you very much too my love 🥹

hehe youre so cute and funny, i love you again and again and again i loveeee youuuuuu mwahhhhh

//sorry if my tone's more flatter than usual, figured being honest is better than faking my cheery usual tone but um i love you anyway hehe. and uhh im not sure if you intend to send it on 26th but mines on 24th for future ref <3

[kiwikipedia]

OC Personality Sheet / Tag Game

Rules: Copy and paste these questions and make your own post, please do not add onto this one, it’ll get too long too fast. Mahalo. Then tag some of your friends to let them know you’d like to hear more about their ocs! (original by @/queen-breha-organa)

——— Cheeri Said I could so I am ———

Name: Bene McCallum Drallig

Pronouns: She/Her

Nickname: Bean, Beanie, Little Bean, eeny Beanie, Sunshine Child, Sweet Summer Baby, Ben, Baby Drallig

One Word To Sum Them Up: Miracle

Noun to Describe Them: Optimistic

Temperament: Sweet, Kind, always tries to see the best in people, very friendly until prevoked, very hard working

MBTI Type: ESFJ

Enneagram Type: The Free Spirit

Other’s First Impression of Them: A sweethearted child, seemingly the opposite of her Master, a literal ray of sunshine

General Likes: Spending time with her Master (Cin Drallig) or lineage sister (Serra Keto), spending time with other people, getting to learn from others, reading, listening to the stories from the Temple Guard, watching her friends

General Dislikes: Thoughtless chaos, violence for the sake of violence, people looking down on others, bullying, the war in general, stressful situations

Romantic Status: A teenager with some big ol gay crushes <3

Love Interest (s): Miho Fukuhara / F, Ina Bala, Gura Same

Good Friend (s): Miho Fukuhara / F, Scout, Whie Malreaux, Baylis Archan, Tan Yuster, Ahsoka Tano, Barriss Offee (the big sister energy is real with this one),  Knox, Farren Barr, Jay (Canon), Gura Same, Ina Bala, Andsia Nosa, Zeyil Sume, Persica sacae ( @certified-anakinfucker​ ), and Eira Holly (OC)

Enemy (s): Sheev Palpatine / Darth Sidious, Ventress, Grievous, anyone who breaks into the Temple, the Seperatists, Pong Krell, Noliod Val ( @certified-anakinfucker ), Ki-Adi Mundi

Hobbies: Reading, Studying to be an Instructor, Training with her friends, baking/cooking, training with her Master and Serra

Songs They Relate To: Someone to You (Banners), Brand New (Ben Rector), Sing (Noristry)

Fictional Characters Similar To Their Personality: ... >.> considering how I built up Bene from zero information because she just got a name and then got killed by (cough) Anakin... a little bit of Wendy Marvel (Fairy Tail), New Morganite (Houseki no Kuni), Baby Leonardo Da Vinci (Fate), May/Brandon (Pokemon RSE), a little bit of Momo Yaoyorozu (BNHA), Alphonse Elric (FMA:B), Toru Honda (Fruits Basket)

Fun Fact: Serra Keto and Bene are related by blood through Cin Drallig (in my work at least), though Bene’s circumstances of conception arent exactly great in the most basic terms. Still, if she knows or not is unknown, as Cin doesn’t like talking about it all that much, but she’s definitely figured out that Cin is her parent biologically.

Free Space/Ramble: Bene figured out a loophole in the Temple Guard’s Oaths that allowed her to know who each of them were individually on a personal level as the Oath state that the Head of the Guard is allowed to know their identities if not a part of the Guard already, among other proxies of that Head— and so Bene considers herself a proxy under that oath. No one’s really sure if its technically correct but the Oaths havent broken, so they assume its fine.

Since everyone was tagged already i think and also this one was a haha funni (ily cheeri), anyone who hasnt done one of these but ants to is free to do it!

[mrvlbimbo]

hey babes!

so I have this request n basically I was think about an eddie munson x bimbo!reader ( cuz their my favs ) but like make the bimbo!reader kind of like the mom friend of the group. Like whenever Eddie brings her to his friends she always has everything they need and is very mother like. I just think that’s so cute <3

Anyway bye I hope you have a great day! Ily 🫶🏾

YES BC LETS TALK ABT IT

this ones long so i'm gonna one of those squiggly line things here

also like a good bit of talk abt pregnancy and having kids so if thats not ur thing im just warning u now

I’ve mentioned before her being a sports mom but like can u imagine.

She walks up to the lunch table and stands beside Eddie with a hand on his shoulder, clearly about to announce something.

“Lucas, I heard someone is on the starting lineup for tonight’s game.” She smiled brightly at him, clearly very proud of the boy.

She may or may not have had her parents bribe the coach to let him (a freshman) start for the championship game

“Oh yeah it’s not a big deal, you guys have hellfire right?” Lucas asks, trying to brush it off so Eddie doesn’t get mad about basketball being brought up at his lunch table.

“It’s a huge deal! We’re all so proud of you.” Her hand on Eddie’s shoulder creeps up to the back of his neck, her thumb brushing over his pulse in a way that she knows drives him crazy. “No hellfire tonight, we’re all going to be there to support you. Isn’t that right Eddie?”

She stills her motion for a second as she waits for his response. His brain is fuzzy with need and he would say just about anything for her to keep touching him so he mumbles out a weak “yep.”

And to his credit he does postpone hellfire and order the whole club to go see Lucas’ game instead. But that has nothing to do with the fact his girlfriend promised him a “special treat” for after.

Before he knows it their in her room getting ready to go pick all the kids up and bring them to the game when she comes out of the bathroom wearing a little robe that barely covers the top of her lace number peaking out.

“What’s this, sugar?“ Eddie mumbles, hands smoothing over her sides to bunch up the fanfic and see what’s underneath.

“That, is a surprise,” she giggled, pushing away from him and securing the robe back over her body. Not before he gets a peak of the lingerie set beneath.

Its his favorite shade of pink, and yes he has a favorite shade because he's decided it's the one that compliments her skin tone the best. "Boo, you're no fun," he grumbled, falling back on to the bed dramatically as she goes to change into her outfit for the night.

He of course can't seem to wait for later for his surprise, pulling her into his arms as soon as she comes back and sitting her in his lap on the bed for a messy makeout session.

"Baaaabe please can I see?" he whines, hands bunching up the fabric of her skirt.

"ok just a peak," she agrees. But before he can make good on his request, they hear loud knocking on their door.

"Who is it?" her cheery voice rings out, hopping off Eddie's lap (much to his dismay) to open the door.

When she opens the door mike is standing there looking furious "you were supposed to pick us up 30 minutes ago," he fumes, angry at the fact they definitely won't have time to stop for snacks.

"It's ok Mikey, I have snacks here. Plus Eddie drives fast, I promise we'll be there on time." She makes her voice even softer if thats possible, giving the boy a pat on the head that he would certainly rebuff if it was from anyone else.

"ok, so I can just like...get snacks from your kitchen."

"Of course sweetie, take whatever you want. Make yourself at home, we'll be down in a minute."

When she turns back around Eddie is gawking and giving her the cutest little heart-eyed expression. "mommy," he mumbles under his breath, getting up to give her a quick but heated kiss and then head downstairs to get the car started.

She stumbles down the stairs after him, wobbling in her high heels. She greeted by the sight of a bunch of freshmen ransacking her kitchen and the foyer.

She just smiles and sighs. Offering them a tote back from the pantry to house all their snacks. As the boys squabble over the last box of toaster strudels, she notices max sitting on the couch alone.

"Hey Maxie! I love the outfit, you look so cute." She of course referred to the beige and green sweater that Max was wearing, courtesy of her closet.

"Couldn't miss it," she grumbled, clearly less than enthusiastic about the game.

"Well, I'm glad you're here. Always nice to have another girl. Aaaand do you think maybe I could do your hair pretty please?" she begs, poking her lip out in a pout and giving the most adorable puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah ok fine." the corners of her lips turned up into a smile despite her best efforts to pull her face into a scowl.

She giggles and sits down on the couch next to her, hands playing in her hair and skillfully twisting it into an intricate formation.

When she's done, she notices Eddie staring at her with that same look from earlier. "What, you goof?" she smiles up at him, grabbing his chin and pulling him down for a quick kiss.

He pulls back to say what he was going to but he gets lost looking into her eyes.

"Oh my god, gross," Max groans, springing up from the couch and going to stand stoically over next to the boys.

Eddie shakes his head, chuckling at his awkwardness. "we gotta get going babe, the kids need a ride."

She couldn't help the way her heart leapt when he said that. Even though they obviously weren't old enough to have kids in Highschool there was something to be said about how much she liked playing house with Eddie.

"mhm, let me just grab my camera. I want to get a picture of my boys." She scurried off to find a camera while Eddie and the freshmen huddled together next to the door, awaiting her return and knowing she'd be grumpy if they weren't in formation when she returned.

She snaps the picture quickly and tucks the camera away in her purse for later.

"How do I look, babe?" Eddie chides, trying to snatch her bag and look at the picture.

"Very handsome, as always. But we're going to be late so hurry your handsome ass to the car please."

"Yes ma'am." Eddie gives her a mock salute and turns on his heels, practically running out to the car with the boys in tow.

"I call shotgun!" Dustin shouted, scrambling to the passenger door of the car.

"No dude. My girlfriend gets to sit shotgun." Eddie was stern, shaking his head and giving her a look like, can u believe this kid?

"Oh that's ok. Dustin you can sit shotgun if you want." Eddie pouts at that, not happy at the idea she won't be sitting next to him.

That is until she gets into the drivers seat after him and sits on his lap (with a little difficulty, but she manages)

"So...Lucas. How does basketball work?" she asked, a bright curiosity in her eyes.

His answers to her question just prompted more questions such as, "what's a point guard?" "There's a point guard and a shooting guard?" "what are they guarding?" "if they're guarding shouldn't they be on defense?" "what is the difference between defense and offense?"

She's just being her sweet self, indulging the boy's interest even though she has no clue what's going on. Eddie can't help but think how she'd be the perfect mother.

He had thoughts about it before obviously, they had sex enough that kids were something he had to think about. But never like this, he had never dreamed about having a family with her like this. It was driving him crazy.

The rest of the night went smoothly, Eddie satiated with his daydreams enough that he wasn't an absolute pain about how bored watching basketball.

He cheered when she cheered and stuttered out a one-liner every once in a while to keep up appearances, but really he was in his own little world.

And his own little world was a bit dirty, imagining fucking her over and over again and filling her with his cum until it stuck. Until she was round with his children. Claiming her as his in a way pretty much nothing else could do.

He never thought he'd want to be a father. But he would give it a try if it meant he would get to have her as the mother to his kids, because motherly was a really good look on her.

He was surprised he had never seen it before. The way she always took care of him was just so sweet, even more so when she was taking care of the freshman he had tasked himself to look after.

He wanted to get her home as soon as the game was over, not even caring that Hawkins high had miraculously won the championship. But he couldn't bring himself to say no to her when she asked if they could go get ice cream to celebrate.

Although in his defense he did put up a little fight "but baaaabe, you don't even like ice cream," he had whined, hugging her close to his chest as they waited outside for the kids who were still in the gym celebrating.

it isn't until after ice cream and all the kids are dropped off that she decides to mention that something is up with him. "Eds, baby what's wrong? you've been weird all night."

"nothings wrong babe, I had a really good time. I'm just thinking about something. Gimme a minute, ok? I'll tell you about it when we get home." he smooths his hand over her leg, thumb rubbing the soft skin of her thigh and making her squirm.

"are you mad at me?" she whispered. She lied splayed out on her bed in a fancy purple lingerie set. He seemingly ignored her, pacing the room in deep thought.

"Ok this is going to sound crazy," he starts.

Prompted by his voice, she climbs out of bed and steps close to him. She takes his face in her hands and looks him right in the eye, their lips brushing softly. "It's ok really. Just please talk to me."

"Ok ok. Would you- have you ever thought of having kids?" He asked.

"y-yeah. Yeah absolutely. Do you want that?" her heart fluttered at his words. Sure she had thought about kids with him, many times before. She had always assumed it was a one sided fantasy.

His hands settled on her hips, pulling her close to his chest and pressing his forehead against hers. "I mean like having kids with me. I know I wouldn't be the perfect father. But you, you would make such a good mother. Seeing you with the kids today, it just all made so much sense. I want this, with you-"

His heart was beating under her hands as she cut him off with a bruising kiss, grabbing the neck of his shirt and tilting his face down to her. "Aw Eds, you wanna put a baby in me?" she teased when she pulled back, hot breath brushing his lips as she blinked up at him innocently.

"Fuuuuuck don't say it like that."

[eremiie]

hbd cornelius springer <3

❥ nsfw | 3.2k words | connie x fem!reader

❥ content - blowjob

❥ the birthday boy deserves some birthday head!!!

happy birthday connie springer, and happy belated birthday @arlerted ily both a whole lot <3... i started this at like 4am so pls bare with this

"you enjoying your birthday?"

connie turns around at the sound of your voice, soda can in hand while he closes the fridge door.

the way his face lights up when he connects your voice to your face makes you beam. his eyes get wide, eyebrows rise up, and a crooked smile graces his features as you walk forth, your hand trailing against the kitchen counter.

it makes you smile, the ways he's immediately stoked to see you. it's endearing if anything and your heart flutters at the excitement that twinkles in his eyes at your appearance.

"duh... yeah of course i like it."

"duh... yeah of course i like it."

"duh... yeah of course i like it."

his stupid smile shifts into a small smirk and he picks up his drink to take another sip. "what're you lookin' at?"

seriously? were you that obvious?

he leans back against the corner of the kitchen counter, twirling the soda can in his hand to shake his drink up while steadying himself with his elbows. you can tell the question was one he was genuinely waiting on an answer for— it was to just rile you up and one for him to shrug off with a 'just messin'.

you roll your eyes. there was no reason to give him an ego. "your ugly party hat." your tone is snarky, and a breathy laugh leaves connie's throat as he shakes his head at you. he beckons with two slender fingers.

"come 'ere."

your stomach turns at the gesture— no at the sentence and you curse the slight stubbornness that keeps you standing where you stood with your arms crossed. "what?"

connie holds your gaze easily, and instead of giving you an answer his hand reaches out to pull you towards him by your forearm.

you stumble forward until you were situated between his feet, a strong hand encasing your wrists and his breath fanning across your face from the proximity of you and connie.

his eyes look more hazel up close, green and yellow dancing like a fiery bright fire. you can feel the denim of his jeans rub against the fat flesh of your thighs from where you stand, and connie makes no effort to move back.

it's a clear invasion of your space but neither you or him seem to mind— and you hope connie didn't take the way your heart jumps in your chest and your suddenly uneven breathing as a sign that you did mind. no, it was the exact opposite of that if anything.

"are you enjoying the party?" his voice comes out a little too smooth for your liking. where was the slight cracks in his voice as he spoke or the lilts in his tone as he tried his best to be a flirt?

the way he looks at you doesn't help. his eyes are low lying, having trouble staying focused on only just yours. you notice them flit a little lower every now and then before popping back up to match your gaze.

you hoped you came off as unbothered— stable and unfazed by his sudden demeanor. if it wasn't obvious by now your slight attraction to connie was something that you couldn't seem to let go of ever since you had first met him.

you hated how goofy he was and how the lame jokes he'd crack would always make you laugh regardless of how stupid. you hated how  somehow he'd always coerce you to do the handy work when it came to class projects because he was too lazy to get up off his own ass and help you. you hated how even through all these little silly quirks of his if he really wanted to with a few slip ups here and there he could make the hairs on your arms stand and have you stop breathing just from a slick look and slick sentence.

you hated all these things because they all made you feel gushy inside no matter how dumb it was. they made your body warm and gave you this comforting feeling that you couldn't get from anyone else.

so when connie repeats another "hm?" catching you off guard for the second time, that warm feeling returns because this time the pads of his fingers drum against your shoulder, a little to close to the junction near your neck.

"as long as ymir and sash keep me entertained, then yeah. this little 'party' isn't that bad." your quick with your response this time once he sets you back on track and you calm a bit.

"so ymir 'n sash are the life of the party for ya?" he pouts, and you scrunch your nose up when he leans in a little more, a mock pitiful expression on his face. "damn, 'n i'm supposed to be the birthday boy... that's crazy."

you can tell he's a little under the influence. despite it being his birthday he was actual one out of a few to keep their drinking at a light tonight. you couldn't say the same for armin who was currently passed out and curled up at the safety of mikasa's side on the large sofa, or for reiner who was last crying to ymir before she managed to 'shut the fuck up jockey' him as you walked pass.

you liked it like this though, liked to know that the interactions between you and connie weren't entirely the alcohol talking.

but it wasn't like it was ever really anything but him talking when he got more than comfortable with you.

light touches up the soft skin of your thighs, moving you around by placing his hands on your waist (where you must say they fit like a puzzle), or attacking you in tickles when he decided to crash at you and sasha's place and you wouldn't pass up the remote.

those were all connie, but it was nice to know that the person in front of you was mostly connie as well.

"you are... you just haven't been keeping me company as you should have." you lift up a hand right in front of his face and pretend to inspect your nails before dropping four fingers down to your palm and turning your nails to you once again.

connie let's out a low laugh at the gesture before using his own palm to cup the top of your hand. you expect him to push it down and let go but he only holds it in his grip with that same dumb smile plastered on his face as he doesn't fail to keep eye contact with you.

"ha-ha, so funny. you act like we didn't dance together," you recall the memory of connie hoisting you up from the couch and spinning you around until your backside was pressed against him, asking you to 'dance'. if anything that encounter is probably what encouraged the tingle between your legs and pushed you to follow connie into the kitchen. "sit together for like a good ass while, and play cards together— cheating together i might add."

you giggle, "did eren not realize that practically half the deck was under my ass and in your pockets?" connie reciprocates your giggle in his cheery tone and he raises the soda can to his lips again to empty it out inside his mouth.

"nah, but for real, what more company do you need?"

in the back of your head you had a solid idea of the kind of company you needed from connie, but you weren't even sure if your mind was quick enough to formulate it into a sentence that sounded appealing to the ears, enticing even.

a dramatic sigh leaves your lips and your hands come up to connie's head, one index plucking at the thin string below his chin and the other one holding the loud party hat until you were pulling it off and fiddling with it in your hand.

connie's hand automatically comes to rub at the short grey strands with a small frown at the absence of his hat. he stands up straight so he's peering down at you and his arm swings over your shoulder as he begins walking the two of you towards the exit to the kitchen abandoning his empty can of soda. "what?"

you slow down your pace so that he slows down and pull his arm from around you just as quickly as he placed it there massaging his knuckles in the process.

the eagerness to stay alone with him and not go back out where the chatters of all your friends would become tenfold is what makes you more bold, is what makes you back connie up towards the kitchen island until your practically leaning on him with doe eyes, fluttering your lashes and saying, "just wanna be alone with you for a minute..." you hesitate for a moment before beginning to speak again, "i gotta present for you, but we gotta go upstairs."

it's like your words alone manage to somewhat crack the demeanor he had going on. how his mouth slightly parts and how his body tenses up slightly tells you. you're thankful for the small adrenaline rush a measly walk to the archway gave you.

"shit, what's upstairs?" you relish in how he feeds into your words instead of stuttering under pressure and his hand moves to the small of your back pulling you even closer.

it's noticeable that he likes to feel your skin on his, and his hands are warm against the skin of your hip, practically singeing it with just his touch. it sends a hot feeling throughout your body and you indulge in him some more, fully enveloping your hand with his free one and giving a nice smile.

"if you come with me then it'll be me and you," and he lets you pull him along like a dog on a leash, sticking as close to its owner as possible as he's so close behind you that you can feel him up against your back as you begin to nonchalantly walk past your group of friends conversing in the living room.

for you it's easy to ignore their remarks and looks of 'finally'. after all, you knew they were coming. but connie couldn't, shooting silly faces to his audience as he lets you pull him along.

"they're finally fucking."

"go, birthday boy!"

"gettin' some birthday pussy!"

"_______, bite his dick off for me!"

the only phrase to elicit some sort of reaction from you is the mumbly one from sasha from whatever was in her mouth as she encouraged you to injure connie.

all the phrases seem to get one out of connie, from him pretending to fuck you from behind causing you to pinch the tan skin of his wrist to him making kissy faces at jean, eren, and even to ymir who further encouraged you to take a chomp out of his little friend.

you lead him through his bedroom door, immediately locking it because you know he'll forget and then turning to face him again.

when you turn back around connie's still looming over you, his hands lankily at his sides and it's as if he doesn't know what to do with them.

it makes you titter, and you take a step towards him pulling at his wrists place his hands back on your hips. "so what's my present?"

your hands come up to come his face and his skin is soft under your touch. he's warm and his breathing is unsteady as you lean forward to press your lips onto his.

he quickly returns the kiss, more fervently than you if anything. connie immediately groans as if the feeling of your lips on his was something he was craving.

connie pushes you against the door, a small thud eliciting from the way your back hits it and he lets go of your hips to cup your face and bring you deeper into the kiss.

the way he presses up so close against you makes you part your lips slightly giving him enough time to slip his tongue into your mouth until it's slotted alongside yours.

his knee parts your legs and bump against your crotch making you moan and let go of his face, holding onto his shoulders instead.

you pull back to breathe for a brief moment— and connie's eyes are overcast with lust. he doesn't have that twinkle from earlier and his grip on your hips is tighter than it was a few seconds ago.

he breathes heavily and rests his forehead against yours then dropping his knee. "that wasn't all i get for my birthday, right?"

with another roll of your eyes you shake your head. "it'd be a little rude of me to leave you like this, yeah?"

you slide down the wall until your knees hit the carpet and sit back on your shins. your delicate hands slide down connie's chest until the tips of your fingers are brushing over the buckle of his belt.

"yeah," connie's eyes flutter shut and he places a hand on the door to once again steady himself. "'d be real fuckin' rude of you."

your hands make work of his belt, unclasping the loop, unzipping the zipper and unbuttoning his pants to begin shrugging down the denim.

you had barely even started doing anything yet connie's mouth was slightly parted in anticipation. it was amusing how even the slightest touch from you could elicit a reaction out of him.

you pride yourself in this, and you take your time letting your fingertips massage the length of connie's clothed cock beneath his boxers. his body stutters overtop of you for a quick second and you move your hands to the hem of his boxers to begin pulling them down.

he's pretty; a slightly flushed tip that complimented the tan color of his skin. he's clearly already hard and you swear when your hand wraps around him his dick twitches in your touch. "god," he mumbles.

his dick is heavy in your hand, and he's thick to the touch. with a few test pumps you prop yourself up on your knees once more and place a hand over his thigh. "c'mon," his tone is encouraging yet hurrying, needy.

you click your tongue at him before using it to kitten lip his tip, like you were just trying to get a taste. connie hisses above you and drops his hand down to the top of your head.

"c'mon, we can't take too long with everyone still down there."

you know he's only saying so because he wants to feel your mouth around him. he's only being needy because it's something he'd been craving over the course of a few months. you are something he had been craving and now that you were under him he wanted all of you, starting with what you were willing to give which happened to be your pretty throat.

nevertheless, he's the birthday boy and you want to help pleasure him, making him feel a euphoric feeling that you know he's longed for.

you stick your tongue out and slap his tip against the flat of your tongue, and connie lets out another short groan, his fingers scrunching your hair.

connie shudders from above you and you almost feel bad for teasing him. you let the warmth of your mouth consume him completely— well, as far as you can while your hand works at the remainder.

"yeah, yeah..." he hums and he opens his eyes  again to look down at you.

your mouth around him felt heavenly, and the image of you sucking him off was even better; cheeks hollowed out and hand pumping his length.

you were so pretty.

connie brings the hand in your hand down to your cheek to feel himself through the skin, his tip pressed up against the inside of your cheek as he slightly rolls his hips forward to fuck in your mouth gently.

you pull off of him, pushing spit to the front of your mouth and letting your saliva drip onto his cock.

"fuck, you can't do that," he whines and rubs his tip against your lips until you open up again for him and his hand returns to your hair. "stick your tongue out."

you obey. using the leverage he has on your locks, he pushes deeper into your mouth, bobbing your head as he thrusts forward. small moans leave connie's lips. he's infatuated with the way your tongue slides against his underside as you try your best to relax your throat to let him in.

he loves it, loves how your mouth is so wet and sloppy around him, how it feels so good to be inside you— and he wants to feel every part of you, not stopping at your mouth.

saliva drips from the corner of your mouth and you try to suppress the gags that try to come up. you whimper from underneath connie, and he pulls out to give you a minute to breath.

it's funny how he's breathing harder then you his chest heaving. "that fuckin' mouth,"

you give a slight smile at the compliment, pleased to know you were pleasing him.

"i need it s'more."

what kind of person would you be if you didn't give the birthday boy what he wanted?

so you give him more, using connie's thighs to keep yourself steady, relaxing yourself and breathing through your nose as you let connie fuck your mouth.

he becomes erratic, the grip he has on your hair is slightly painful but you know he's too caught up in his lust, too caught up in the haven that was your throat.

he's so lost in the pleasure that he doesn't warn you when he's about to cum and you only know by the way his cum spills down your throat making you cough and pull off of him.

what you could only assume was a "sorry" comes from him as he calms down, pulling up his boxers and jeans but forgetting to buckle his belt. his hand reached out for you to grab it.

you take it and he pulls you up until you're almost at his height again, that same dumb smile on his face. "did you like your present?" you hum after you clear your throat.

"duh..." his thumb comes up to wipe at the saliva around your mouth before pushing the digit between your lips. you waste no time entertaining him, sucking your spit up and popping off of his thumb. "you thinkin' you could gimme something else though?"

you snort, "what happened to we couldn't take too long cause everyone's downstairs?"

"i'm still hard, it's my birthday, i really don't give a fuck who's downstairs." his words contradict his earlier statement but you brush it off, pulling him by the string of his jacket and pressing another peck to his lips.

"get in the bed birthday boy."