#im enjoying the last few days of my vacation

[a-boca-do-inferno]

medicine (caesar x human!reader)

summary: The ape colony is short on painkillers for humans, except Caesar learned a lot in his time living with them. Lucky for you.

warnings: period mention, interspecies (mild)smut

words: 1.9k

notes: lol yeah another one... im just enjoying it while i can ok. my vacation ends next month 💀 boa leitura!

It couldn’t be later than midnight. You hissed as your cramps only got harsher and harsher. In the cold everything became much worse, and this time was no different. You curled up towards Maurice to try and borrow some warmth from his fur, yet it felt helpless; your body shook like a leaf, and the pain in your womb was ridiculous.

Noticing your distress, Maurice wakes up from his sleep and signs with a worried expression, “I call Caesar?”

You shake your head even before he can say his name. The ape king had more important matters to attend to than your stupid human cramps. On top of it all, it was his resting moment now. You wouldn’t bother him with this. “No. Let him sleep.”

“Herbs?”

“Doesn’t work.” You grunt in frustration, signing with a frown. “I’m fine. By morning it will get better. It’s just the cold.”

“Winter start now.” Maurice argues, still with his gentleness in every word. You only nod in response and he insists, pointing towards Caesar’s tent. “Talk tomorrow. He can help. Lived with humans… before.”

Your eyes fell on the king sleeping a few feet away from you. Could Maurice really have a point? Perhaps Caesar indeed knew some trick to help with period cramps. You did hear he was brought up with human parents, which meant he must’ve had a woman around—you never touched on the subject out of respect, since you two weren’t close. Exchanging a last look with the orangutan, you displayed another short nod. A wave of pain reached your abdomen again and you sighed quietly, burying yourself in ginger fur, despite it being fruitless at that point.

The next day, the colony was awake as soon as the sun was out. It was a rare morning with sunlight and you thanked heavens mentally, appreciating the heat, even if mild, radiating from the star above. The pain had subdued considerably and you took the opportunity to help with supper. Sometimes you helped Maurice in school, but being on your feet proved to make matters worse those days.

You settled around the fire with the girls who tended to cooking. As you were in the middle of grilling fish, a hand touched your shoulder and you turned to face Caesar beating a tight expression. You stood up immediately to greet him, showing your respect for the king. You tried your best to look obedient to his power, as you were well aware of their history with humans, and his reaction was always the same—a dismissive hand gesture, green eyes softening gradually. However, his gaze remained serious now, and you gulped in anticipation.

“Cramps?” Caesar points to your stomach, his gravelly voice a low sound.

Your cheeks heat up and you want to roll your eyes, but refrain from doing so. Maurice and his gigantic mouth. You had hoped he’d forgotten about last night’s talk. Gesturing sheepishly, you stare at the floor. “It’s fine. The sun helps.” You motion upwards to prove your point.

Caesar glances at the pink sky and notices the big star almost fading in the horizon, then back at you. Your inability to keep eye contact with him didn’t go unnoticed, either, making him narrow his green orbs. The muscles in his jaw jump, and he grumbles, his face unimpressed, “sun not here at night.”

“I know, but...”

“But?” He challenges, raising a brow. The king crossed his arms over his chest, a gesture that made him even more menacing. You were used to his imposing presence—the tall and muscular build, the scars on his body, the permanent look of seriousness—yet there were few things more intimidating than seeing Caesar like this, with his displeasure directed at you.

You take a deep breath, trying your best to sound convincing even though you felt like a child being reprimanded. “But I have Maurice to…”

“Maurice... ratted you out. Like humans… say.” Caesar cuts you off with a hint of amusement, in contrast with his dry voice. Carefully, he takes your shirt in his large hands, lifting the fabric to expose your belly without so much as a request for permission; not that he needed it, anyway. His calloused fingers made goose bumps on your skin while navigating your soft form. He lets go of you and signs sharply. “Need medicine. Can’t stay like this.”

You furrow your brows. “They don’t work, Caesar, but it’s okay. It’s just a couple of days. It’ll go away.”

He stops for a moment, contemplating your protests. His gaze flicks to your eyes, acute and intense, making you shrink under his scrutiny. “Not okay. Pain… too much.” Surely the ape would never let you be writhing in pain every night, no matter if it was but a week. With a final huff, Caesar then orders, “you stay with me tonight.”

“But I...” At the look he shoots you, you know there’s no more arguing. The king has spoken. With a defeated sigh, you nod and watch him step away on his hind legs, towering over the others. You mutter under your breath, “God, I miss democracy.” 

As the day went on, you did your best to ignore the annoying throb in your abdomen, knowing you'd be glared at by Caesar if he caught you grimacing again. A low hum of crickets began to fill the night air as the apes settled down around the fire. The hour grew late and the campsite gradually became quiet, the crackling bonfire the only source of light and life. 

You were eating fish alongside Maurice and Rocket, laughing at something the ginger spoke about the kids in school today. On the other side of the circle, green eyes kept vigilant over you with no subtlety at all. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks burning at the attention. Caesar finished his meal, glancing towards you through the darkness as you remained by the fire after everyone was gone. He slowly made his way over, his massive figure casting a shadow as he approached you. 

With some lightheartedness he signs, extending a hand, “time to rest.” Your eyes follow his gestures and you take his palm. He guides you toward his tent in considerable silence before closing the curtain-like branches draped over the entrance, hooting faintly as he points to his nest. “Lie down.”

You obey him, your breathing slowly increasing its pace. You clasp your hands over your stomach anxiously, intertwining your fingers. “What are you gonna do?”

Caesar scans over you for a moment, noting the tension in your demeanour. “Massage.” He grunts, moving to sit next to you, his muscles rippling with his every movement. The ape pries apart your hands, replacing them with his own much larger ones, his palms settling on your abdomen similar to how he did earlier. He eyes your reactions closely. “May… I?”

You didn’t respond with words, silently granting Caesar permission to go on with his idea. Hooting again, a sound that almost felt like he was trying to soothe your nerves, his rough skin made contact with your tender one, brushing and squeezing it in fairly skilful ways. In spite of the awkwardness of the situation, you found yourself relaxing under his ministrations, your eyelids fluttering shut from time to time. The ape didn’t say much as he worked, green orbs fixated on your expressions while continuing to move his hands in small circles over your womb area. His face was nearly unreadable, the usual stoic frown now replaced by a look of concentration.   

The ape kept going, a low grumble escaping him every now and then as he tried to maintain the pressure at a certain point to make the pain dissipate. You had no idea when it shifted in nature, yet all of a sudden, his movements seemed a lot more sensual than anything. Your interior was only getting hotter by the minute, accompanied by the clear flush on your face. It’s the hormones. It’s the hormones. It’s the hormones. Your attempts at making yourself believe in those affirmations were unsuccessful, pathetic at best; and it all came down crumbling when the quietest moan left your throat, causing Caesar to freeze and stop with the massage.

You stare at him with widened eyes, embarrassment and fear encapsulated in your features, and you immediately sit up and sign in desperation, your tone just as urgent, “I’m… I’m sorry, Caesar, please. It was just…”

A dark look passed over Caesar’s face as he watched you stumble on yourself with apologies. Without a word, his stare dropped to your body once more, the fingers in your abdomen applying more pressure against the flesh, feeling the heat as you reacted to his touch. He could smell your scent changing and a guttural sound escaped his lips as his green eyes glanced at you unblinking, his hand slowly drifting down your womb and stopping on your pelvis deliberately. 

You inhaled sharply, in surprise and excitement, the realisation hitting you like a brick. The ape curled his digits and resumed the massage, his nostrils flaring as he huffed, clearly aroused. Your faces stood inches apart, his hot, heavy breath against you blowing your hair lightly. You put your arm around his neck and he grunted in appreciation, his expression softening at the way you whimpered in pleasure, begging for more. His fingers rubbed circles on your clit through your clothes in a steady rhythm, causing you to bury your face in his furry neck, gasping.

“I’m gonna…”

Caesar heaved in your ear encouragingly and it was the final straw. You came against his hand, squeezing your thighs in reflex whilst he kept massaging your heat through your orgasm. The ape king continued to look at you eagerly and you tried to get out of his grasp, ashamed of what just transpired. He swallowed thickly, holding onto your forearm to prevent you from scooting away, and pressed your foreheads together.

He hooted, grabbing your palm and taking it to his leg. Your gaze followed his movement and you noticed how excited he was, too. Your mind was hazy from your high just a few seconds ago, then it dawned on you that he felt as aroused as you by what happened. It wasn’t just you and your period hormones. It never even crossed your mind that it was possible for him to desire you this way. You cupped his cheeks as your heads stayed pressed to one another, closing your eyes, his scent intoxicating your system.

Caesar nuzzled your cheek, inhaling the sweet smell of you in as much as he could, making sure to memorise each and every inch of your scent under his touch. He ran his hand to place it on the nape of your neck, guiding your body towards his, until you were sitting on his lap, straddling his massive frame. The action brought your chest flush with his, a low rumble escaping him when your curves brushed his bare skin. He found the crook of your shoulder, his tongue trailing a path over the sensitive area, making you shiver. The king huffed again, his free hand sliding up your leg to grip a handful of your flesh, pulling you closer—his grip kept you in place, letting him claim you in any way he wanted.

“Cold?” He hums, still nuzzling you.

The sensation causes you to blush deeper, caressing his chin. “Not anymore.”

“Cramp?” Caesar rasps inquisitively, placing a warm palm on your belly again.

You snort and shake your head. “No. Your medicine worked... Thanks.”

You can swear there’s a smirk on his lips as he nods once, holding your hips protectively. “Good.” He presses you closer to him and huffs, and you understand it right away. Your doctor’s appointment wasn’t over yet, it seemed.

[turcott3]

Happy 1st

trevor zegras x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, kissing, smut, unprotected sex, oral f receiving

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this is for my dear dear friend @kawhh ! i love you so much and im so blessed to have called you a friend for a whole year. many kisses for you!!

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“just a few more steps.” trevor says in your ear as he covers your eyes, walking down toward the beach on your tropical vacation. one that’d you’d been waiting for for months.

“are we almost there?” you giggle as he stops in his tracks.

“yes.” he says, uncovering your eyes.

“oh my gosh.” you gasp as you observed the sight in front of you. a beach cabana day bed, converted to a romantic, rose and candle covered, date night.

“do you like it?” he asks.

“like it? trevor, i love it.” you reply, hugging the boy tightly.

“oh good, i had to bribe the hell out of the resort workers to let me do this.” he giggles as you pull him by his hand to the bed. the bed had an array of your favorite foods and snacks, all in front of you as you faced the sunset.

“this doesn’t even feel real.” you giggle, taking a bite of a snack.

“do you want me to pinch you?” he asks as he pinches you on the arm.

“definitely real.” you smile as he leans over to kiss you, which you gladly accept.

“how long can we be out here?”

“they said till sunrise.” he replies as you get comfortable cuddled up on his side.

“oh wow, definitely won’t be out here that long.”

“no just until it’s dark, maybe after something. i don’t know.” he says looking away jokingly.

“trevor.” you say firmly.

“what? can you blame me? i mean look around.” he says and you laugh.

“baby i was joking.”

“okay good.”

“can i tell you a secret?” you ask and he nods. you dig your fingers discreetly in his pocket, pulling out the condom and holding it up.

“this.” you say.

“what about it?” he asks before you toss it behind you.

“wha-“

“i don’t want you to use it anymore.” you cut him off.

“why?”

“because. i mean im on birth control, we’ve been together for a whole year. id say it’s fair to you. i know its not as good when you have it on. its kind of unfair to make you keep using them when we’ve been together this long.” you say taking your fingers through his hair.

“i feel like id sound like a dick if i say thank you so i mean it in an endearing way.” he laughs pulling you to him as he presses kisses all over your face.

“also you just littered.” he says nodding behind you.

“of course trevor. you know i love you. i want you to enjoy it like i can. and i’ll grab it on our way back okay?” you laugh.

“good, i can’t make them regret this.” he says. those were his last words before grabbing your face and smashing his lips onto yours intensely.

you knew exactly where this moment was headed and you weren’t mad about it.

one thing about trevor is he knew exactly how to treat you. he knew EXACTLY how to get you there, maybe even two or three times.

he started tugging on the skirt of your tight dress, keeping his lips locked on yours as he pulled it up, only separating your lips to pull it over your head. your surprise for him was a step out of the comfort zone for you. no bra, no panties.

when he finally pulled away he slid off the day bed, discarding his clothes quickly (without falling) and kneeling down in the sand, pulling you by your ankles to the edge.

“i’ve been waiting all day for this.” he says lowly, kissing up your inner thigh straight to your core, your back arching at the intense sensation he gave you.

“oh my god.” you whine, keeping your voice low in case there were people in earshot. his hands gripped tightly on the outside of your thighs as he twisted your swollen bud with his tongue, locking eyes with you, driving you even more insane. if there was one thing about him, he knew exactly what your weaknesses were.

you felt yourself creeping closer to an orgasm each second. your breaths became broken and shallow as your orgasm rammed into high gear. you squeezed your eyes shut as it flooded through your body, your thighs lightly squeezing the boys head before he pulled away, wiping his face with his arm with a smirk.

“that was so fucking good.” you say breathlessly as he crawls over you, reconnecting your lips once again. he jerked himself hard hovering over you, waiting for you to be ready.

“the real question is, are you ready?” you ask with a light giggle. all he does is laugh in return, shoving his cock into you unexpectedly. your head shooting forward at the quick change in feeling. you lazily flopped your arms around his back as his thrusts began. they were slow and calculated. you felt every inch of his throbbing cock as he thrusted in and out of you at a steady pace.

“fuck. feels so fucking good.” he groans above you before you reconnect your lips again.

“does it? show me.” you say on his lips. he pulls away locking eyes with you, snapping his hips into you, the sound of your skin colliding as loud as a real clap.

“fuck.” you moan as he pulls your legs over his shoulders, giving him better access. instantly he picks up his pace, drilling into you relentlessly, still being very thorough with his movements, one of his hands finding their way to your clit.

“doing so good baby, taking me so well.” he smirks as your mascara began to run with the euphoric tears that left your eyes. you were immediately overstimulated. he was stretching you out like never before, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix with every thrust, brushing your g-spot without fail.

“oh my god, never been s-so fucking deep trevor.” you say, your hands finding anything possible to grip on. you could feel your second orgasm creeping closer to the forefront but you wanted to hold off for him, so maybe he could enjoy it a little bit longer. your fingers gripped onto the boys hair as he brought his lips to your neck, your moans snapping up the octave once he found the most perfect angle.

“trevor, shit i’m gonna cum.” you moan in his ear, you could feel his breath as he giggled in the crook of your neck. a sense of relief came once the second wave finally hit. you saw a whole galaxy behind your eyelids this time.

“i think im getting there. where where?” he replies.

“in me trevor, in me.” you reply in a moan. at this point you figured you’d gained a breeding kink in one raw session.

you’d never been fucked like this a day in your life.

he fucked you all the way through your high, which you continued moaning through, because how could you not.

“i’m so fucking close.” he grunts, his thrusts becoming more spastic and uneven. you felt his dick twitch inside you before your pussy was coated in his warm, milky climax. he continued thrusting into you until you’d milked him dry.

“holy hell.” he whispers, pulling out of your milky core.

“god where did that come from?” you giggle.

“i don’t even know honestly. that was so fucking good. god i’m so in love with you.” he says rolling over and pulling you onto his chest.

“happy first anniversary my love.” you say, a light smile spreading across your cheeks.

“happy first baby, i couldn’t possibly love you more.” he replies.

“awe stop.” you reply smacking his chest as he pressed kisses from your forehead to your lips.

“so you think we should maybe get ready to go back or?” he starts.

“no, i wanna stay here. i never wanna leave this moment.” you reply, laying your head over his heart, that beated calmly just for you.

very rarely was trevor ever serious about anything in his life, but if there was one thing he knew, is that he was more than serious about you.

you laid for a few hours out on the day bed, feeing each other strawberries and various other snacks from the board that survived the bomb sex you just had. you were smitten with him, which you truly never expected from him. you were more than surprised, you were honored. but most importantly, you knew more than ever that you loved him, more and more every single day out of the 365 in the year.

[die-pink-maus]

A Weekend in Vienna 🇦🇹

While vacationing in Germany, Chantelle’s (OC) best friend, Adrian (also an OC), books an impromptu trip to Vienna to visit extended family. Chantelle decides to join her for the last few days of her trip, where she meets an interesting friend of Adrian’s family who offers to show the two around the city for the weekend🤭

TW: Pretty much none, not for this chapter anyway, but things will get 🌶️spicy🌶️ in the next parts. Also there is an age gap between OC and König, she is 25 and he is about 36-37.

CW: FemOCs, female pronouns used, while both characters are technically OCs please feel free to imagine them however you’d like, ultimately the main character is the reader, I just didn’t want to use “Y/N” so I gave them names 🙈

Word Count: 1,516

*DISCLAIMER*

This is my first time EVER writing any kind of fan fiction so please go easy on me 😭 if you like where things are going, likes and reblogs would be greatly appreciated! If you’d like to see anything in particular in the next part or part(s), I’d love to hear it!

This version of König is based on the above interpretation drawn by @lettaniko (I hope you don’t mind me using it! I absolutely love this drawing it’s perfect! 🫶🏼)

I like a nice build up to the smut so if you like to get right into it this is probably not going to be for you…but if you can wait I it out I promise it’ll be worth it 😂

Enjoy! 💋

7:30am. There’s approximately 30 minutes before my train departs for Vienna, and I still haven’t reached the train station yet. I scrambled as I dashed out of my hotel room, hoping I’d left the place in a somewhat decent state and I hadn’t forgotten anything valuable as got into the elevator. I’ve been exploring Munich for the past two weeks and I’ve been having the absolute time of my life. Although traveling alone can be quite scary, oddly enough, I’ve never felt more at home. Munich is such a vibrant city, filled with all kinds of exciting things to do and I’ve met so many incredible people, it’s definitely been the experience of a lifetime. To say that I am not looking forward to going back home to Vancouver would be an understatement, but all good things must come to an end. I’d spent about a year and a half learning to speak German, and promised myself that I would plan a trip in celebration of achieving fluency, so here I am! Now, Vienna wasn’t initially on my list of places to visit when I decided to come to Germany, but my best friend, Adrian, ended up booking a spur of the moment flight last week to visit extended family in Austria and suggested I come hangout with her during the last few days of my trip. Seeing as its only a 3-4hr train ride from Munich, I figured why the hell not! I’ve heard Vienna is beautiful, and Im at all not opposed to exploring another city.

Upon arrival at the train station in Vienna I was greeted by Arian, excitedly jumping up and down while holding up a large white sign that read “Willkommen in Wien, Schlampe!” I rolled my eyes and shook my head, laughing as I got off the train and ran over to her, tackling her in a tight embrace as she laughed hysterically. “Did you have to let the whole station know that I’m a bitch or…?”

“Honestly, they should’ve known the moment they saw you.” She said jokingly. “How was the ride over?” She asked.

“Amazing, I haven’t slept that well in years. It also didn’t feel like a 4 hour train ride.”

“Trains in out here are quite quick so I wouldn’t be surprised if it somehow took less time. They definitely shit on the ones we have back home.”

“Oh for sure.” I agreed as we began walking over to the car.

“So a family friend of ours just came back from a mission in the states, he’s in the military bee tee dubs —“

“Yeah kinda pieced that together when you said ‘mission’.” I chuckled.

“I don’t drive out here so he’s gonna give us a ride back to my aunts, cool?”

“Sounds good.”

“He’s also a lot more familiar with Vienna than I am, so he offered to show us around a bit later on this evening.” Aw how nice of him. Knowing Adrian, the first place she’ll want to be taken to is the nearest bar, that girl can drink! If there’s one thing I’ve learned from my time in Germany, and my 10 years of friendship with Adrian, it’s that Europeans love their liquor. There are people from all parts of Europe in Germany and that’s one thing that remains quite consistent across the board. I also love my liquor, which is probably why I ended up fitting in so well.

We finally arrived at the car and opened the trunk to begin loading all of my luggage inside. I’d brought a small carryon suitcase, a duffle bag, as well as a large suitcase that was full of clothes I’d over packed from home, and a bunch of other clothes and souvenirs I’d bought in Munich. “Okay this one’s gonna be a tad heavy.” I warned as Adrian grabbed hold of the handle on the top. I reached forward to try to help her lift, but neither of us could manage the weight. “I got it.” His voice was low, but gentle. He had an accent, but it wasn’t overwhelming or harsh, nor did it make anything he said hard to understand. I wasn’t expecting to see the person I saw when I’d finally caught a glimpse of him…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man like this in my entire life. Adrian and I stepped back as he grabbed hold of the suitcase, lifting it with absolute ease, as if it were light as a feather. His arm muscles bulged within the confines of his olive green long sleeved shirt as he tossed the suitcase inside the trunk. My heart began to race, It felt as if I was watching him move in slow motion. “Easy peasy.” He smirked as he turned around and looked down at me, his dazzling dark blue eyes awash with amusement at Adrian and I’s prior struggle. Jesus Christ…This man is an absolute unit. He’s gotta be at least 6 foot 7, if not taller. He’s incredibly easy on the eyes in a rough and rugged kinda way — a nice low trimmed beard, medium length dark brown hair, and a smile that is captivatingly dangerous to say the least. His presence alone exudes a confidence that causes me to grow weak in the knees. “I’m König,” he smiled knowingly as he stretched his hand out towards me. I know I’m definitely not the first woman to look at him the way I am. Even though I’m trying to keep my composure, it’s very clear that he can see right through it. “And you must be Chantelle?” He asked, eyes slowly roaming about my frame from head to toe. He bites his lip slightly as they return to my gaze, suggesting so much without saying any words at all. “I — yes.” I blushed, sheepishly brushing my hair behind my ear as I shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” He said. “Oh yeah, König Chantelle, Chantelle König.” Adrian yelled from the backseat. He laughed and shook his head as he closed the trunk.

We arrived at Adrian’s aunts house about 45 minutes later. König helped us load all of my things into the foyer before letting us know he’d be coming back in a few hours to take us out to this bar that he and a few of his buddies on his task force frequent whenever they’re home. I’ve been thinking about him ever since he left — those mysterious blue eyes, the way he slightly bites his lower lip just before laughing at something ridiculous Adrian has said, the way his arm muscles swell beneath his shirt with the slightest movement…God, he’s sexy. I could think of a million different ways I’d want him to ruin me. The thought alone of being trapped beneath his large brawny frame writhing in pleasure as he thrusts into me over and over has me clenching around nothing. Though I’m not usually one for a one time fling, I have a feeling he’d be able to convince me. “So, you wanna tell me what all of that was about?” Adrian asked as she helped me settle into the guest room. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Since when are you a shy girl?” She giggled. Sigh. I figured she was referencing my unusual silence during the car ride over here. “He’s hot as fuck but I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“Ugh!” I groaned as I covered my face with a pillow. She’s right. I’m not very easily intimidated. I’m quite the confident woman and I ensure everyone in the room knows it, but this was different. Almost as if our energies were fighting for dominance, and mine didn’t stand a chance. “Hey if it’s any consolation, my jaw dropped the first time I saw him without his mask too.” Mask?

“Mask?” I asked.

“Yes…the last time I was here he was on base training recruits, so I’d see him often in full tactical gear. He’s a snipper, so he wears a mask to hide his face in the field. I mean, that was hot too, but in a Ghostface kinda way”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the comparison, but I was curious to see what his entire ensemble looked like. “How old is he?” I asked.

“I think he’s in his mid to late 30s? I’m honestly not too sure, and it doesn’t matter to me either way.” She winked. “I was sensing some unspoken vibes between the two of you in the car though. Don’t think I didn’t see both of you stealing glances at each other every now and then.” She smirked.

“Stop,” I scoffed. “A man like that is definitely not single, and even if he is…I don’t know” I blushed. “I didn’t see him looking at me..”

“K well I see everything, he definitely likes what he sees, and clearly the feeling is mutual on your end as well. Looks like tonight will be interesting.”

“Nothing’s gonna happen, Adrian.” I laughed as I rolled my eyes. Nothing’s gonna happen…right?

PART II 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART II

PART III 👉🏽 A Weekend In Vienna 🇦🇹: PART III

[urrockstar-xe]

sneaking out - t.c x fem!reader

posted jan 21st, 2024 10:50 am

@dingus85 asked : May I request a Tara Carpenter x fem!reader based on Cruel Summer- Taylor Swift where they have been sneaking out to the beach every night (scenario 5). This time they’re just being stupid, and reader accidentally confesses that she likes her. Somewhere in the fic Tara uses one liner 18.

im so sorry for the wait love, I hope u enjoy.

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It was Chad’s idea to have one big group vacation for the summer, a simple nearly 50-hour road trip from New York to California. A few weeks on the beach to help everyone recover from the first semester of college and some time for Sam and Tara to learn how to be away from each other again.

Every small-town kid needs a Beach Vacation, right? Well actually, your plans for the summer were to find a good job but just when you wanted to argue, Mindy pointed out that you could share a room with Tara, and Tara responded by clapping her hands together, smiling at you and

“We’ll have so much fun!” 

How could you say no to that?

Everyone had taken turns driving, except for Mindy, her job was to make sure everyone had enough snacks and to ensure you’d make it to the Airbnb in one piece.

You were lucky enough to find one on the beach, giving easy access to the water and the sand that Mindy soon found to be an incredible nuisance, Anika was enjoying the chance to dress up in different beach weather outfits and there was also the perfect spot to play volleyball which Chad forced everyone to do.

And then there were you and Tara, you had the same favorite part of this vacation and it was the late-night bonfires.

You had only one with all of you involved but the following night you both snuck out together to start up another one, and this quickly became routine for the both of you.

You couldn’t help but enjoy this silly game you were playing in your head even if Tara didn’t realize you were playing at all. Sharing a bed, waking up early enough to make breakfast, making the bed, and taking turns to shower after beach days just to sneak off and come back smelling like firewood. 

It was perfect for you, and maybe it was for Tara too, but obviously, you weren’t going to ask. 

Tonight was one of your last nights in California and none of you were ready to leave, except Mindy, who wanted to go home the first week. But of course, you were most worried about going home, everything would go back to normal and you could no longer live in your little bubble with Tara and her soft smiles and giggly laughs,

and your little sneak-out “dates” that were just for you and Tara.

But that just meant you had to make the most of it, which leads you outside sitting on an old beach towel next to the pretty girl, watching the pit of flames dance before your eyes. 

“I’m not ready to go home yet, I like sneakin’ out with you.” Tara’s voice caught your attention, turning to look at her as she spoke. She was thinking the same as you. “We could always sneak out together back in New York” You spoke in the same quiet tone, as if you weren’t allowed to speak louder than the sound of the sea.

Tara pouted, “It’s not the same, though.” Oh. You nodded in agreement looking back at the fire. 

“I wanna go swimming,” She said suddenly, standing up and taking off her sweater, well your sweater, you had let her wear. “Tara, you’ll freeze” You smiled, knowing she wouldn’t listen anyway as she was already walking towards the water, tossing her sweatpants to you as you laughed. 

You watched amused as she eventually made it to the water, she hesitated, “C’mon, my girl Tara Carpenter doesn’t back down from stupid stuff!” You called out in a teasing tone, hearing her laugh as she threw her head back before running straight into the water, “Holy shit!” she yelled, squealing as she resurfaced.

You laughed as Tara ran back up to you, soaking wet and gratefully thanking you as you put the towel around your shoulders. “That was so stupid” she laughed, shivering slightly as you rubbed her arms, laughing with her as you attempted to warm her up. 

“That is why I like you so much” You had barely noticed the words come out as Tara’s smile softened, staring at you with a tilted head and puppy dog eyes. “What?” Tara’s voice was quieter now, still having a slightly shaky tone as she was still freezing. 

“What?” you repeated the question, you could backtrack, sure but Tara wasn’t stupid, she wouldn’t believe that no matter how well you sold it she saw it in your eyes, 

you’re so screwed, you almost laughed.

“What did you say? You like me?” Tara’s grip on the towel tightened a little, that soft look on her face capturing you the way it always did. You opened your mouth to speak but closed it, not knowing how to explain yourself in a way that made sense but Tara spoke up instead.

“Come here and kiss me, dummy” She smiled, and you didn’t want to waste any time as your hands moved to her face and pulled her in, cold, soft lips hitting yours as if they were meant to be on yours. Tara abandoned the towel to hold your wrists. 

“You are so catching a cold,” You said through heavy breaths earning a sweet laugh in response.

“Yeah, but you’ll take care of me.” you smiled at that because obviously you would.

“Yeah, I will.” You said, Tara smiled back.

“I think I will sneak out with you back in New York.”

[teenytinyjimin]

snow day (k. seokjin)

summary: being snowed in isn't always the most fun, but when you're stuck with the love of your life, there's very little you can complain about.

pairing: seokjin x reader

word count: 1.7k

tags: fluff, romance, winter fic, lots of cuddles (it's cold, what else are you meant to do?), chef!seokjin (as expected), teasing (in the lighthearted and romantic way), kisses!!!!! lots of kisses!!!!!

warnings: none! enjoy some sweet fluff!

author’s note: hey guys!! finals are this week (bleh) and then i’ll be on vacation two-ish weeks from now so i won’t be posting a lot i’m afraid :( i’ll plan to have another fic out by tuesday next week and then i probably won’t post again for a week or two after that. hope yall enjoy what i make in the meantime but im sorry it won’t be a lot :(

anyway, this is dedicated to @kskskskskskskskss i hope you enjoy my love <3

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There was no doubt that winter was your favorite season. Despite the gloom it tended to cast across your cozy town tucked into middle-of-nowhere Korea, it was always wintertime when its true beauty shone. The glimmering streetlights making the snow look like glitter falling from the sky was one of the most beautiful sights, especially on days when the sun was struggling to peek through the clouds and left the town dim.

Alas, the beauty of the snow on this particular day didn't take away the fact that it was completely snowing you in, to the point where you were afraid that opening the front door would cause a mountain of white powder to fall into the entryway of your warm abode. Actually, you were more than willing to leave the house and go enjoy the beauty of winter, it was just your boyfriend, who is too overprotective for his own good, who persuaded you into not leaving and just enjoying it from the comfort of your own home.

So here you were, peacefully obliging to your darling Seokjin's wishes to stay inside. If you were to choose between the snow outside and the love of your life, it would be him a million times over again. So at the cost of not making snow angels, you were instead sprawled across the couch, cuddled into a cozy blanket with your eyes shut as you listened to the sounds of him cooking in the kitchen. You weren't quite sure what he was making, but you knew it had to be good because nothing he ever made was anything less than perfect.

The only other thing you could have wished for in this very moment was to be in front of a crackling fireplace – that would have made this snow day beyond extraordinary. But alas the heat radiating from the furnaces spread out throughout the house would have to be good enough for now. Wishful thinking, you thought. Maybe one day we can live in a nice little home with a beautiful fireplace.

"Alright, you ready for some absolutely incredible kimchi jjigae?!" Jin called from the kitchen, his voice enthusiastic and bright. Mm. Kimchi jjigae. Your mouth was practically watering just at the thought of the delicious stew. However, your body wasn't as enthused at the thought of having to move from the comfort of the couch.

You let out a groan. "Mmh, can't move," You sighed in frustration, pulling the blanket over your head so that you could bury yourself into an even deeper state of comfort. This was followed by silence except for the sound of a few dishes clinking, before you heard a pair of footsteps come your way. "Come, dear, you need to eat,” Seokjin said softly, nudging you with a gentle hand. You refused to pull the blanket down from your face and remained silent, causing your partner to let out a deep sigh. "Alright, I'll just eat it all myself. More for me."

The last sentence set you off as you let out a desperate and breathy whine. You wanted to eat, you did, but that involved sacrificing the state of bliss you were currently in. Silence ensued yet again for a couple of minutes, to the point where you couldn't even hear your own breathing, before you were suddenly lifted off of the couch, blanket and all, and into Jin's arms. Letting out a squeal, you pulled the blanket down from your face to look up at him, his beautiful features a mere couple inches from your own as he now had you lifted up in bridal style.

Rather than wrapping your arms around his neck for support, you decided to drape yourself over him like a limp doll, causing the silliest of smiles to creep onto his face. "You know, I can carry you to the kitchen with no problem like this, but I'm not going to feed you like a baby. Even though you're cute like one." Ignoring his words, you let out a deep sigh, inhaling the scents that flooded the house. "It smells amazing in here. If I were to die right now, I'd be completely happy."

As you arrived at the kitchen, Jin pulled out one of the dining chairs with his leg and propped you onto it, giving you a soft kiss on your nose before bringing you a bowl of jjigae. "Please don't do that. I need you to clean the dishes." Letting out a gasp, you glared at your boyfriend, who appeared to be pretty proud of his last statement. "Excuse me? Is that all you take me for?" You asked, feigning offense. As he pulled the chair next to you out and sat himself in it, he grinned and shrugged. "Well, you're also a good girlfriend."

"With that attitude, you might as well call the couch your bed for tonight. And you'll be doing the dishes." As you went to go scoop up your first bite of jjigae, you were stopped by a swift hand that took the bowl away from you. You let out a shocked noise as you looked over to Jin, who had absolutely no intention of giving you the food back. "Looks like I was right about there being more for me," He said, beginning to playfully spoon at your bowl.

"Hey! No, I'm sorry," You tried to bargain with him, even going as far as to give him puppy eyes. When it came to food, you did not mess around, and you were ready to take everything you said back if it meant that you'd still be able to eat. As you watched him take a spoonful of your portion into his mouth, you let out a pleading whine. He looked over at you with confusion, pretending that he didn't hear a word you said. "Huh?" He asked. "Sorry, did you say something? I was enjoying my jjigae."

"Give me my bowl back," You insisted, no longer playing around. If this went on any longer, you'd be declaring war. Smug look on his face, he pretended to innocently tilt his head. "I'm going to need something in return…” He said, his voice trailing off towards the end as he continued to spoon at your jjigae. You knew exactly what he was asking for and unfortunately there was no way that you were going to get that food back unless you gave it to him.

Letting out a soft sigh, you reached over to caress his cheek and guide his face towards yours before planting a soft kiss to his lips. And then another. But just as you were about to pull away and kindly ask for your food back he grabbed your face and pulled you in again for a gazillion more kisses. Squealing between each one, you attempted to playfully push him away but he just kept going, kissing your lips, and then your forehead, and then your cheek, and then back to your lips again, all the while a bright red blush creeping to your cheeks.

“J… Jin! The jjigae will get cold!” You finally got out, successfully pushing him away. He let out a defeated (and quite sad) sigh as he pushed your bowl back to you and returned to his own. “I could’ve reheated it…” He muttered, but you shushed him with a firm squeeze to his knee from under the table as you both began to dig in to the delicious meal.

Following the initial playful moment that you two shared during your meal, the food was nothing short of amazing and you both thoroughly enjoyed your dinner ‘date’. After every couple of bites you never failed to compliment Seokjin on his incredible cooking, each and every time resulting in a shy giggle erupting from his throat. He never knew what to say when you complimented him – although his confidence was never bad, hearing such high words of praise coming from the love of his life never failed to make him timid and unable to react. It was the fact that he saw you as absolutely perfect that made him unable to comprehend how you could feel the same about him, because hearing such kind and honest words come from someone he’s head over heels for is like hearing the sweetest song in the world.

After you took the time to clean up the dishes your chef used to create such a fantastic meal, you found yourselves flopped down onto the couch. With two bodies plus the blanket that was previously covering you before dinner, it was simply impossible to see which limb belonged to whom because you were tangled up with one another. The only thing that mattered to you, though, was that you felt safe, loved, and extremely cozy.

"I don't think I'll be moving anytime soon," You huffed out, head on your boyfriend's chest. "I can hardly breathe with the amount of food in my stomach right now." Letting out a satisfied hum, Jin brought a hand to your head as he gently brushed through your hair with his fingers. You felt him move slightly as he turned to look out the window and you did the same, admiring the snow that continued to fall outside. "It really is pretty," You commented, taking a deep breath as you not only tried to make yourself feel slightly more comfortable but also took in your lover's scent. "Never as pretty as you." Jin hummed without skipping a beat. "Plus it's cold. You're warm. Warm is always better."

"Are you telling me you'd rather be warm than cold?" You asked. In your mind, being too warm was a lot more unbearable than being too cold. As you felt Jin wrap his arms around you and give you a tight squeeze, he sighed. "No no, being cold is better. Because that means I can warm up by cuddling with you. The best cuddler there ever was." You let out a soft giggle as you buried your face deeper into his chest and he tightened the grip he had on you. It didn't feel too tight or restrictive in any way, shape, or form – being so tightly wrapped in his arms felt more comforting than anything else in the world.

"Thank you for spending the day with me," You mumbled into his shirt as you felt his lips gently kiss the top of your head. "There's nothing else I'd rather do, my love."

[saviorkid]

la libertà

I lost the request for this one :(( but it was basically about a fluff phoebe x reader

Fem!reader x Phoebe bridgers, mostly fluff

REMINDER!!!! my first language is not english, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes 💘

I felt the gentle breeze hitting my skin as I watched the sea, on that balcony that would remain engraved in my heart for the rest of my days.

I took a deep breath

Is this a dream?

I could smell the soft smell of ocean salt and the sun stinging my skin and that's how I felt and I felt something that characterized those little vacations in southern Italy; The freedom

or I most to say la libertá

Lost in that landscape, I suddenly felt the warmth of her body hugging my back

"Good morning" she said in a hoarse voice

I answered a very shyly 'hi'

I could still feel the nerves of that first time I saw her, even though we had already been a couple for a long time.

She kissed my neck with tenderness because of my obvious embarrassment.

She loved to joke about my shyness, and I very proudly said that it bothered me when in reality it made me melt over her

"You got up early today, aren't you tired from last night" she said with that playful tone that characterized her

she laughed when I responded with a little smack.

"I just wanted to see the sunrise for the last time".

Today was our last day in Positano, a lovely village in the Amarfil coast and it was a total dream.

This vacation were actually our first ones after a long distance relationship because of Phoebe's tour with the boys

I actually can put on words how magic was this trip with her, I think I could never get ove-

"Babe? are you alive? " Phoebe ask with a little laugh

"Yes yes, sorry. What were you saying?"

"I asked you what do you wanted to do for our last day"

"oh, I actually don't know yet... but" I told her as I slowly turned my body to look into her eyes in a hug

She looked at my with so much love and also with with a confused face

"But?"

I give her a little kiss and said

"The only thing that I want it's you and me on that bed..."

"Oh yes?" She seemed very interested in my idea

"Yep" I said and gave hee a long kiss that ended up being a little more intense than I thought and I cut it off to tell her

"Yes, you and me im bed eating some pancakes"

I swear I almost saw the disappointment until she understood what I said and smiled flirtatiously.

"Yes, if it's that what my ragazza wants"

I kissed her quickly and ran to the kitchen searching for the ingredients

and as I began to prepare the pancakes I saw her silhouette next to the door, still without seeing her.

I felt the little smile in her face

¿Do you want them with syrup ? I asked her

"I think that question is illegal" She said as she sat at the small kitchen bar that connected to the living room

“Here they are” I said and left the plates on the table. "Thanks love"

We enjoyed the comfortable silence of our breakfast while we tried those pancakes. Everything felt soft and surreal, neither of the two wanted to break that bubble of love and warmth in that apartment.

Phoebe looked at me for a while and simply took my hand and pulled me into the room.

I felt confused but I let myself go with it

Phoebe just lay down on the bed and softly said "Come here" as she hit the bed.I laughed as I looked at her in confusion.

I lay down on the bed and hugged her. "I think someone has been bitten by the love bug."

She didn't say anything and simply hugged my nakedness, which was very common for both of us but this time she felt different.It felt like one of those moments that stays etched in your heart. And she just said it, like it was nothing, like there was no fear of feeling it.

"I love you"

There was silence for a few minutes, insecurity had taken over me and I thought it was a little joke. But when I had the strength to look into her eyes I could see the love and her fear, and that's when I knew.

we were in love

A true love

They tipe of love that would leave marks on our bodies

So I kissed her, I kissed her like I had never done before. Leaving fears and insecurities behind, I only wanted her.

So i said it

"I love you, And I don't think I've ever felt anything like that for anyone else."

OMG?!

my first fic *crying*

I actually believe that it's I think it's bullshit but I tried it 🥺Thank you very much for the anon

XOXO, vic

[yelenabelovasbxtch]

Crush On An Archer PT.1

a/n: Hey! Omg long time no see! I kinda maybe lost interest in writing for a bit there but tbh I think I'm back. No promises because I don't want to promise and then break your hearts but also I realllyyyy enjoyed writing this and I hope you all enjoy reading it! Will def be making a part two in coming days so stay tuned. LMK if you want to be added to the taglist, I am going to put some tags of past taglists below just in case they are interested in reading :) ALSO! Special shout out to @scmg11 because their writing is honestly what made me wanna get back into it. So,,I hope you enjoy!

Kate X Fem!Reader

Concept: Reader has a crush on Kate (school/Uni setting) and she doesn't know how to tell her.

Warning: Cussing, mentions of smut, IM TRYING TO WRITE SLOW BURN BUT BEAR WITH ME ITS NEW!

Word Count: 2.7k

You’re a month into your summer vacation and things couldn’t be more…boring. You love and appreciate your parents dearly for putting out the money so that you could attend a prestigious school in New York with a kick ass archery team but does it ever suck to be this far from all your friends for four months. To make the situation work, your dad had to transfer jobs to another state that pulls in a little more money annually with slightly more affordable housing but that means you aren’t even near the people you grew up around. Rural Mississippi is a fairly big step from living in Boston. Boston at least had people, out here it’s like you’re lucky if you get to meet a neighbour because the land has us all so far apart. In all honesty, although it’s boring, you really have one specific reason for being so bummed out. Towards the end of your last semester, you got started getting closer with one of the girls a year younger on your team, Kate. Typically the older girls competed and practised together and the younger girls did the same. Although you two were only a year apart it’s just how things worked out, so you didn’t cross paths very often. However, one day you were walking home from class, stopped to get coffee and basically bumped into her. The meeting was really brief but it was enough to make you catch feelings almost instantly. 

Your interest in her grew as you followed her on Instagram and she followed back. Obviously you took a peak at her page and scrolled to the bottom laughing at the really cringey posts from 2015 she had still up. All you wanted to do was talk to her again but you didn’t know how, although she was a year younger than you she intimidated you so much. Her deep blue eyes were honestly enough to make you stutter whenever you had the chance to talk to her. A month had gone by already and you could not wait to get back to school so you could see her again. Luckily, coach has yearly “team-building” days before the season starts and they’re about half way through the summer so hopefully you can talk to her before then and maybe convince her to hang out when you come back to school. 

Over the next week or so you liked a few story posts that she’d upload every now and again but the day finally came where you felt like you could swipe up and respond to it…y’know…maybe spark a little conversation. 

“Damn Bishop, is this a new bow?” In response to a story post of her showing off some of her off season training. 

“Haha yeah it is, flips out and everything…it's really freakin’ cool.” She replied almost instantly and that made a giant warm smile come across your face. 

Shit– what do you say back? Your main goal was honestly to keep the convo going so you could subtly mention down the line hanging out with her. 

“Yeah that’s sick, wow I’d kill to try something like that out.”

“Well next time I see you, please by all means give it a shot” She replies back.

“Might just have to take you up on that. How’s your summer going anyways?”

“It’s alright, kind of boring though. All my friends from school move back home and I am working for my mom’s company over the summer so it all is just kind of dull. I miss going out and having fun. Wbu?”

“Yeah, I hear that. I am SO bored here. I would kill to fast forward to the fall, I miss being at school honestly. There’s only so much I can do by myself here during the summer.”

“Ugh right! I want it to be school again too but don’t get me wrong, I love the summer, the weather is great here recently and the nightlife is amazing too. I just have nobody to go with, you know.”

“Yeah I get it. Trust me, if I could be there to go out with you I would, there is definitely no nightlife here haha.”

Shit. That wasn’t too forward was it? She is taking a while to respond to you. She hasn’t even opened the message yet. 

*4 minutes later*

“Well, you’re going to be around for that team-building thing coach has us doing in a couple of weeks right?”

“Yeah, I should be.”

“Well, we can go out then if you want? Me and a few friends had plans but they’re all on the team and I’m sure they’d love to have you there too.”

“Yeah, that sounds great I’d love to!”

The conversation pretty much ended there and your contact with her was fairly limited, just a small comment here or there until you finally got to fly back to school for summer training. You settle back into the apartment you left a couple months ago, everything is still a mess where you left it but the kitchen and living room are even filthier since you are not around to clean up much after your roommates. You decided to wait until your team practice to talk to Kate about hanging out again. You didn’t want to come on too strong but also a small part of you feels like she forgot what she said months ago and you won’t end up seeing her, not outside of team stuff at least. 

You grabbed your gear and headed to the field where practice was being held. You saw some of your friends from last year and decided to catch up with them before coach pulled you all in to start practice. You were trying your best not to make it obvious but your eyes were tracking all around you looking for Kate but she was nowhere to be seen. 

*Whistle* “Okay team! Let’s bring it in. First, I just want to say thank you to everyone for making the effort to come back to campus for this, meeting I–”

“SORRY SORRY SORRY!” You hear the coach interrupted as footsteps are fast approaching the circle of archers. 

“Hi Kate.” Says coach.

“I am SO sorry. My driver was running late and then there was traffic because of a giant accident, I think there was some battle in the streets again, I don’t know, either way, my bad coach, won’t happen again…I promise.” She says with the most adorable grin that is absolutely saying she will be late again. 

“It’s alright Kate, it happens, I was just telling the team how thankful I am that everyone could make the trip back to campus for this.” Coach went on to talk about the drills you were doing for the day and man was it hard to not be in awe watching her. You tried your best not to stare all day because the last thing you wanted to do was make it obvious but fuck it felt impossible. The day came to an end and you packed up your gear, Kate was talking with the other seniors on the team as they were gathering their things and started to head out. You could feel your window closing to talk to her but interrupting her conversation with her friends and “inviting” yourself out with them just felt too weird and uncomfortable. If it wasn’t meant to be then it wasn’t meant to be but you would kill to be able to just spend an hour with her. 

You watched as she started to walk away towards the parking lot with her friends when all of a sudden she motioned for them to hold on a minute and she turned around and jogged over to you. 

“Hey y/n! Sorry we didn’t get to catch up much during practice, I saw your shooting though it’s looking good.” 

Yeah…your face is bright red. Control your shit. 

“Anyways, me and a couple friends are going out later tonight to a party that one of their friends is hosting. It’s like a Hawaiian beach summer nights themed type of party so if you have something like that to wear, that would be great.”

“Yeah, I might have something, I’ll take a look when I get home.” 

“Cool! I’ll text you the address once I get it off my friend and I’ll see you there?”

“Yeah, sounds good!” 

“Here, why don’t you put your number into my phone, I don’t like using DM’s that much.”

You take Kate’s phone out of her hand and fill out a contact for yourself, praying that she can’t hear your heart beating out of your chest. 

“Cool, thanks, I’ll send you a text in a bit.” She says with a smile and then runs off to re-join her friends. 

It seems silly sitting by your phone and literally watching the minutes tick by waiting for her to text you but that’s all  you could do. The anticipation felt like it was killing you. 

Your phone finally buzzed with a mystery number attached, “Hey y/n! It’s Kate. So…slight change of plans.”

Fuck. Is she bailing? Your eyes were glued on the three dots as she typed and you watched as they disappeared and reappeared. 

“Turns out the party is actually around the corner from my place so if you wanted to just come here first, we could pre-game and shit and then walk over together? My friends said they were going out to get their hair done so they’ll be running late.”

“Hey Kate, yeah no problem that works for me just send me your address and lmk what time you want me there.”

Kate dropped a pin of her location to you with the text attached telling you to come over at 7pm. 

7pm rolled around and you were already there outside but you kind of felt like you should wait another minute or two so you weren’t RIGHT on time. Or is it weird to be a minute late? But wouldn’t being on time be weirder? Whatever, you decided to just wait a minute and then knock on her door. 

Knocking on her door was the most nerve wracking thing you ever did, you were genuinely shitting bricks. 

“HEY! Come in come in!” Kate eagerly yells at you as she swings the door open. She’s wearing shorts with a bright purple bikini top and a button down Hawaiian shirt over top that doesn’t have a single button done up. Are you starring? Yes. Probably? Absolutely you are. 

“Make yourself at home, feel free to grab a drink from the fridge, my roommates are out of town and left all their alcohol so help yourself.” She said with a laugh. 

You heard that right? Her roommates are out of town. Just the two of you…you never know. 

You grabbed a drink from the fridge and took a seat on the couch next to her and yeah…the drink started going down faster than usual because of all the nerves in your stomach. The two of you made small talk for awhile but the conversation started flowing a little more naturally about 2 drinks in. Were you still kind of awkward as hell? Yeah…a little. But at least you warmed up to her a bit and weren’t acting so weird. About an hour later, her friends showed up and grabbed you guys to head over to the party. Honestly, things were going so well with just the two of you that you didn’t even want to go to this party but if it meant you got to spend more time with her then there you were. You got to the party and you honestly knew practically nobody. You weren’t exactly a social butterfly but Kate clearly was. She was talking to EVERYBODY. The boys at the party especially loved her. There was lots of laughing and flirting going on, you could feel the jealousy building but acting out was definitely not an option. You ended up socialising with a few of the other people at the party but for most of the night you stuck by Kate’s side, the two of you got pretty drunk together, pouring shots for one another and dancing in the pit of people to extremely loud music. There was a point where it felt like it was just you and her and nobody else was there while the music was blasting into your ears and the two of you were jumping together to the beat and singing out the lyrics to whatever song was on at the time. Kate got really close to you until some guy would come and pull her away in an attempt to make a move on her. Although, it never actually happened. Kate always ended up finding her way back to you. At one point she grabbed your hand and pulled you into the middle of the crowd as the two of you sang (screamed) the lyrics to “love story” into each other's faces. The party, as all do, started to simmer down. You guys actually ended up being some of the last people at the party, you stuck around to the point where the music was gone and most people were just sitting around chatting halfway sober. 

“Hey, I think I’m going to go home, I am super tired right now.” Kate says to you. 

“Okay, I’ll walk with you, I left my bag at your place anyways so I have to grab it.” 

“Right, sounds good.” 

Although the two of you had been singing and dancing for hours, she looked just as perfect as when you left and you were trying your hardest not to stare at her while the two of you were walking side-by-side. 

The walk back to her place was pretty quick, when the two of you got inside you went to grab your bag and get your things together. You were desperately trying to figure out what to say to her while you were organising your stuff. You didn’t want to come on too strong but you also want to make sure that she knows you had a good time…I guess just tell her exactly that?

“I had a really good time tonight, thanks again for inviting me.” You say as you’re leaning against the wall in her hallway. 

“Of course, anytime. And I did too. We should really hang out more when we come back to school.” She replies. 

Kate walks towards you and stops about a foot away leaning up against the doorframe to her bedroom. The hallway is super narrow and all you can think about is pinning her against the wall while you kiss down her neck and pull her tight by her waist. 

“Yeah I think so too. I guess I should probably head out.” You say as she looks at you with the softest eyes that you swore said “please stay”. You lingered for a second longer as the two of you were looking at each other, tired, kind of tipsy and on the verge of ripping each other's clothing off. All you wanted was for her to actually ask you to stay a little longer but before she had the chance you were already walking towards the door. 

“Have a good night y/n.” She says. “Text me when you get home safe.”

“I will. Sleep well Kate.” You reply as you turn to look at her with a smile and step out the front door. 

That goodbye felt different. It felt like there were still feelings in the air and lots that wanted to be said that wasn't. It felt like the perfect opportunity with nobody around after an amazing night together has passed but you regret none of it. Although you weren’t able to get a confirmation on whether or not Kate even likes women like you do, you knew there was definitely a type of tension between the two of you that she definitely noticed.

-- END OF PT 1 --

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[jostystyles]

i can still see it all | qh

a/n: this is my entry for @wyattjohnston summer fic exchange! @wildrangers this is for you love! i hope you love it <3 im so sorry it took me forever, i had covid and other life happenings that set me back. i picked daylight from the list of songs you gave me, and this was born. enjoy love 🩵

They say when you love someone, you’ll know. There will be a moment of realization, a sort of ‘ah’ moment. Quinn has never really had that. Sure, he’s dated girls and thrown out the L word a few times, but he wasn’t really sure he meant it. Obviously, he loves his mom, dad, and brothers. Love, to him, was all black and white. It was all good or all bad. But sometimes, when you’ve been asleep so long in a 20 year dark night, the scream of color can come along and change your life for the better. (Y/N) came into his life in the most obscure way possible. He met her at the bar 5 minutes after he was dumped by his ex. After she laughed in his face and told him she was, she bought him a drink. After that, he doesn’t know when or even how it happened. Suddenly she was in his life everyday, and his friends became hers. Jack and Luke took to her instantly, and his mom liked having another girl to talk to. The one thing he did know was that he fell in love with her. He was starting to understand that love wasn’t quite black and white, but it could be golden. She was his muse, the one thing that kept him going when he felt like stopping. Even if she didn’t know it.

Quinn was always working. It was no surprise, being an NHL star. Between games, practice, charity events, and just existing. It was exhausting sometimes. He loved it, and wouldn’t change it for the world, but sometimes he just needed a break. When summer first hit and he was still in Vancouver, sometimes he wouldn’t leave his apartment for days. He had to take a break, just to recharge his social battery. (Y/N) knew this. Which is why she came over to make sure he made an effort to eat and have some sort of human interaction.

Unlocking the door with bags in hand, (Y/N) stumbled into his apartment. Brock was away on vacation, so Quinn graciously offered to watch Milo and Coolie for a few days. She heard little footsteps running towards her and looked down to see a dog wagging its tail and smiling up at her. “Oh Milo,” She sighed. “What are we going to do with him?” She finished, glancing around the apartment. It was messy, she wouldn't lie. Quinn was a messy person even if he didn't seem like it. Figuring he was napping as he didn’t answer her texts, she began to clean up his kitchen a bit. As she scrubbed the counters of the residue from last night’s dinner, she glanced at the wall of photos diagonal to her point of view. The first one that caught her eye was a family photo from Quinn’s draft day, his crooked smile reflected on the faces of his family members as they surrounded him in his newly adorned Canucks jersey. To the right of that one, was one she took of him, Brock, and Petey at a family skate event a few years back. The last one to catch her eye was her favorite. It was of her and Quinn, taken last summer at the lake in Michigan. She was on his back, both their faces flushed with sun and noses scrunched up in laughter. To an outsider, they could easily be mistaken for a couple.

As she finished cleaning up, (Y/N) began to walk down the hallway, dog in tow and a bag of takeout in her hands. “Knock knock, I’m coming in whether you like it or not.” She exclaimed in a sing-song tone once she reached his room. She couldn’t see it, but Quinn smiled. He loved the sound of her voice.

“I knew you’d show up sooner or later.” He answered, standing up from his bed and grabbing a shirt from the floor.

“Well, I have to make sure you keep yourself alive, don’t I?” (Y/N) giggled. She looked as beautiful as she always did, her sweater falling off her shoulders and her ripped jean shorts hugging her curves in just the right way. Two long french braids fell just past her shoulders. Her tan sandals scraped gently across the floor. She didn't like to wear heels. “They make me feel like a skyscraper Quinn, I’m too damn tall for them.” She always says. Quinn didn't realize he was staring until she finally said something.

“Earth to Quinton. Hello?” She called to him, waving her hands in front of his face. “I’m sorry what, I keep getting lost in you.” Did I just say that out loud? Shit. He thought to himself.

“What?” (Y/N) replied, blushing.

“Nothing. Just forget I said anything.” Quinn said, rushing out of the room into the kitchen.

“Wait! Don’t lie to me Quinn, what did you mean when you said that?” she said, following him.

She wasn’t sure of what she heard when he said it. It gave her a sense of false hope when he said it. Sometimes she wanted to scream out how much she loved him, but was afraid he didn’t feel the way she did. This was one of those times where she thought it to be true that maybe, just maybe, he loved her back. If she was honest, she loved him from the moment she met him. He was an idiot, but a lovable one. She never understood how anyone could stand to break his heart, even on the night they first met. Love, to her, was something that she once believed to be burning red. It ignites a fire in your heart, body, and soul, and burns for that one person. When she met Quinn, she wanted him to be that person more than anything. As they grew closer, she realized he was. But the love she held for him wasn’t the one she always dreamed of. It was different. It shone a bright golden hue, and encapsulated everything about him. (Y/N) was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of Quinn’s voice.

“Can we please just forget that I said anything, (Y/N), please?” Quinn said, turning around to look at her. He began to walk away when she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her. Looking up at him, she said softly, “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking. You look at me like I’m the only other person on this earth. Don’t you realize that I look at you the same way too?” Quinn was processing what she just said to him, his heart beating a mile a minute. He glanced at their hands intertwined at the side. Neither of them let go. Finally he gained the courage to say something back.

Looking into her eyes, he confessed to her. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death. No, scratch that, I know I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you ever since the day I met you. I don’t want to look at anything else now that I saw you.” She didn’t say anything back. She wrapped her free hand around his neck and pulled his face down to her height and kissed him. It was exactly the way they both pictured it would be like. They kissed lasted for what seemed like an eternity, until they finally broke apart.

Their heads were pressed against each other, just looking into each other's eyes. (Y/N) was the first one to speak. “I’m yours.” That was all she needed to say for Quinn to know that she loved him too. And while he was sure of it, there was a part of him that hesitated.

“Are you sure about this? Like, are you sure about me?” He wondered aloud.

(Y/N) stared at him, confused. “I just confessed my love for you in the cheesiest and most embarrassing way possible and you’re asking me if I’m sure? Quinn, I know you’re not that dumb.”

Quinn laughed. “No, it’s just like, I know you love me. And I love you too, but like, I don’t want to fuck this up. I’m not really good at this kind of stuff” he confessed, not making eye contact with her out of embarrassment.

(Y/N) put her finger under his chin and pushed it up. “Hey, look at me. It’s me you’re talking to. You don’t have to try with me. Just being the way you are is enough. Love is weird. But the best part is when you get to love your best friend. And that’s us. You’ve just got to step into the daylight, you know? Let it all go. We can figure the rest out on our own. Just let it go.”

Quinn kissed her again. As he was getting older, he wanted to be defined by the things he loved. And he loved (Y/N). She’s his daylight, afterall.

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[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

Ayo! I haven't answered asks in FOREVER, so it's time for some spring cleaning :) Also answering other stuff, like what I've been up to.

If you sent an ask and it's not here, sorry! I may have deleted it because the prompt required too much work of me and I wasn't feeling it, or I was uncomfortable.

Let's gooooo !

Firstly - where have I been? Work REALLY picked up in a way I wasn't expecting over the last...4 months? I was working double and often triple the hours I was used to. With work, vacations, random illnesses, and many video games I got a bit too obsessed with, this blog took a backseat. Plus, sometimes I get disinterested in vore when obsessed with something else. Sometimes, that lasts months, and it did this time.

But now I can confirm that work will FINALLY chill for a long period of time. I'm free! And more motivated than ever! Wahoo! Thanks for your support ALWAYS.

Next big question - when am I going to do more of my story? The one with Asyr? AHHHHHGHHGHH this story has consumed my life. I think about it daily. I dream about it. And yet I'm not as comfortable writing as I am drawing, so writing is a slow process that my perfectionist ass struggles with. I can assure you that there is a story in the works - and I am working on it at a snail's pace.

Okay, ask time...

@ponyluvesonic09 AYO maybe I'll make a full ghost pred pros/con list for you, because that sounds awesome! Kir//by is one of the silliest canon preds out there. Honestly getting eaten by him would be like getting vored by a vacuum, LOL. Galaxy tummy!! Imagine a prey floating around in one of those item bubbles all grumpy. Thank u for the ask, this is good stuff.

no. ( /・・)ノ

UWAGHHHHH I LIKE HER!!! Never played O/verwat/ch but what a gem!! I have a random fondness for centaur-like preds nowadays. She looks so cozy. THANK U I LOVE HER!!!

@tiger9o0 I have not played r//ain w//orld or know what it's about, LOL. Looks like a platformer? Man, I'm terrrriiiiibblleee at those. But whoever this is on the cover, I LIKE EM. A+. (That might not answer ur question shdjbghkjg SORRY)

@heimkoheimkofan LOVE THAT I GOT THE ROBOT ENJOYERS AFTER THAT ONE POST....YES yall are so right and I'm so wrong for just hard metal robot tums. I will rectify my mistake soon I PROMISE. Also oh! You were the one asking about stomachs other than elemental ones! IVE HAD THAT IN MY DRAFTS FOREVER IM SORRY AHHHH. I REALLY love your imagination with tums and you've inspired me to think of some awesome environments! THANKS

@fastfur07 BWAH?? Ugh I'm all over the place when it comes to art. Some pieces take 30 min (like the zangooc I drew at the top of this post), most take 2 days. Some really hard drawings like my wolf bat creechur from a few months ago and my shrimp from last year took a month. THANK U??

We're going back so far that I think this is about my naga oc (which I'm in the midst of redesigning cough cough). For him, he would never tolerate being prey, extremely unwilling bahaha. In general, I haven't thought much about naga or snake prey! I get the appeal of slurping up a noodle, but I just prefer human prey :)

@fastfur07 you fiend, you always give me the best drawing ideas. UNFORTUNATELY, I didn't have time to draw something for this one. BUTTTT....

(i've had this next one in my drafts for forever)

then i had a silly comic. I'll post the wip here because I won't finish it, so enjoy bahaha.

@blizzaria123-blog THANK U im rapidly melting into a puddle from ur words

@mrpotatomanversionsix relevant. i will continue drawing them 4 u

?!??!!??!?!??!?!?!??!?!? how dare u enter my ask box with this blasphemy

@sfwsillynoms WAH!!! you!!! I'm currently redesigning my naga oc but when I finish I'll tag you, if you're still around! And he can 100% be drawn with ur preysona :)

@mystorl i am SO late to this, but SMART. I like it. I shall give my lil guy this friend. I just want to let u know that I see this and it's wonderful and I will do something abt it.

I remember this ask made me laugh a ton when I first got it. thank u. idk why I find this so funny

@sillylilprey IM CRYING RIGHT BACK AHHHH this is an ancient ask, but thank u! hope you're still enjoying!

@terrytheinsane finally, the last ask in my askbox. I love it. You have been wronged with how long it took me to answer you. I have gained knowledge from your ask. THANKS

AND THAT'S IT!! Thanks guys, I hope to make you proud! Feel free to send more asks, and hopefully I will answer in a TIMELY manner.

Goodnight! And remember: Nice Vore ᕕ༼⌐■-■༽ᕗ

[ghostofskywalker]

Hi! I just saw your winter ficlet request thingy, and I decided to ask for some! (Even though I read through the guidelines, I hope I do this right, never actually sent a request ��)

So uuuh, what about

“Am I your favorite?” with Crosshair?

Like, it just screams his name, in my opinion! 🤭

Sending you love! 🫶🏻

i absolutely love that prompt with him, you're so right!! and it's also fitting that this was the first request for winter ficlets, im honored to be your first request! i changed the prompt a tiny bit, but i hope you enjoy it :)

words: 769

summary: For the first time in a long time, the crew of the Marauder gets to spend a little time relaxing, and you joke around with the squad's resident sniper.

A Quiet Moment

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For the first time in who knows how long, things were quiet on the Marauder. The last few jobs that the squad had taken had all been completed, deliveries and retrievals for some of Cid’s more shadow-y clients (it was something of a miracle that everyone made it out with all their limbs, if you were being honest). It wasn’t anything near the luxury and decadence as a vacation on a more tropical planet would be, as the ship was currently parked in the middle of a forest on a nearly empty Outer Rim planet, but it was still something of a blessing for you, Omega, and the rest of the boys to be able to take a step back and relax for a few days. 

You were sitting under a tree, staring out in the direction of what you knew to be the closest village, though they were nowhere within eyesight. As you mind quietly drifted from topic to topic, you turned to watch Hunter, Wrecker, and Omega chase each other around the grassy field, while Tech and Echo kept score from the sidelines and called out bets on who was going to catch the others first. 

The sound of feather-light footsteps caught your attention, and you turned to see Crosshair making his way towards you. His hair had begun to grow out in the time since he had returned to his brothers, and he was looking more and more like his old self by the day, save for the scar on the side of his head that you knew would never truly heal. “Finally tired of the smelly ship?” you teased, smiling as he sat down next to you. 

“One could never truly be tired of that stench, you just get used to it,” was his deadpan response, but the barest hint of a smile began to peek through his gruff exterior. That was another thing that was returning about him: his sense of humor. While you were never quite sure what your exact relationship was with the squad’s resident sharpshooter, you were certainly sure that he chose to spend more time with you than anyone else on the squad. 

“So you were bored then.” 

He raised his eyebrows at you. “And you think that if I was bored I would come here, to talk to you?” 

You laughed, sensing the joking tone in his voice. “Point taken, but I have some bad news for you about your current location, grumpy.” 

A sigh escaped his mouth at the newly-appointed nickname, and he plopped down to sit next to you, both of your backs now resting against the trunk of a sturdy tree. Silence fell over you two for a fleeting moment, and you finally decided that you were going to ask him something. “Why do you spend so much time with me?” 

He stopped, turning to you with a slightly shocked expression on his face. “What do you mean?” 

“I don’t know,” you said, suddenly self conscious about the can of whuffa worms you may have just opened. “Like right now, you could be spending more time with your brothers and sister. Why are you over here with me?” 

A beat of silence fell over the space before he spoke in response. “Because you’re the calmest,” he said. “It’s more difficult for me to get back into that frame of mind sometimes, the way my brothers are able to let go and be goofy whenever they want. And besides, you’re my favorite.” 

As much as you would have liked to assure him that his brothers were experiencing similar worries and that they had also been changing with the galaxy, the last sentence he spoke completely caught you off guard. “Really?” 

“Yeah,” he said slowly, looking as though he was suddenly second-guessing the admittance. “Why, am I not your favorite?” 

“I don’t know, Gonky’s pretty much got the position on lock,” you said, a quiet laugh escaping your mouth. 

Crosshair turned away in mock annoyance, but you knew he wasn’t actually offended. Taking a big risk, you reached out to grab his hand, a smile growing on your face when you realized that he didn’t pull it away. Moving it into your lap so that you were holding his hand with both of yours, you gently coaxed him to lay on your shoulder. 

Yeah, maybe he was your favorite person on the ship, and maybe it was totally obvious to anyone with a little bit of insight, but you didn’t care. He needed someone right now, and you were more than happy to help out where you could.

- the end -

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[ahimhere]

ahhhhh im so happy you did my request! thank you so much. okay another request is do you know that nail trend? where y/n had her nails done and they want to show it off so they did it by putting their hand on their partner’s pants? iykwim. hope youre having the best day 😙

I HOPE YOU LIKED THE LAST ONE. answering requests has been fun so thank you for leaving them!

rating: 18+

wc: 2044 (WTAF)

warning: handjobs, mention of colorblindness

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Hongjoong

"Tada!" You placed your hands in front of his face, showing off your new set. You had visited Hongjoong in his studio, working on some music, so putting him in his face was the best way to get his attention.

He spun around, smiling at you as he removed his head phones.

"You got your nails done love. I like them."

You smiled happily and ran your fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp. He closed his eyes and relaxed into your hands, enjoying the feeling.

"Apparently they're good for massages." Hongjoong said, keeping his eyes close.

"They're good at other massages too." You slowly dragged your hand down his scalp, down his neck, along his chest until you finally reached his pants. You got down on your knees and began rubbing him through his pants. "They look really good right here too Joong"

He opened his eyes and looked down at you, intrigued with you. "You should show me then."

You happily removed his pants and boxers, just enough to pull out his dick. You wrapped both hands around him and gave him a few light strokes.

"See? You get a good massage and they look good."

"They do love, they look so good. You look so good." Hongjoong said, become aroused. You smiled at him and gave him exactly what he needed, a good massage.

Seonghwa

"You got your nails done!"

"I got my nails done!"

Seonghwa was quick to notice the change and grabbed your hands looking at them. He flipped your hand over, inspecting them carefully.

"Did you go as usual? I don't know something...hmm.."

"Oh no, she's on vacation right now so she recommended me to her friend and he did them-"

"It was a guy! See that makes sense now. Look at the work. The details! Honestly and the color who chose this, what is it... beige? Pink? Flesh?"

"I did. It's your color!" You said, trying to get him to see the vision.

"My color? I don't look like this?"

You sighed and pushed him onto the couch. You rubbed him through his pants, feeling him get hard slowly. "It's your color baby.."

"You keep saying that... I don't get it."

You removed his pants and boxers, rapping your left hand around his dick while using your right hand to show him the color match.

"See baby, you color."

"My...oh! Oh!" He laughed happily for a moment before finally settling down. "I like darling. My color look so good on you."

"I know right! I saw people do it-"

"Can I put my other color on your face?" Seonghwa asked while stroking your head. "It's would look so good."

You smiled happily and took him into your mouth, you loved having his color on you.

Yunho

"Hmmm."

It's been five minutes. He's been staring at your hand for five minutes. Why? You didn't know.

"Do you not like them Yu?" You asked for a third time, hoping to finally get an answer.

"Hmmm." He continued to sit there, not saying anything. You turned and walked away before he grabbed your hand, pulling you back.

"If you're not going to-"

"You got them designed based on my rings!"

"Yeah I did-"

"I was wondering why they looked familiar! They look so good and beautiful. I didn't mean to take so long."

You sighed and kissed him on his head. "I wanted to show you something else but you were taking forever."

"Please beautiful, show me." You smiled at him and got down on your knees in front of him.

"Apparently this is how I'm supposed to show them off." You rubbed your nails along his print, slightly scratching him. "It's supposed to look good this way."

Yunho hissed slightly and ran his fingers through your hair. "Well you have to show me."

"But you looked at them for five minutes. You've seen my nails." You go to stand up but he grips your hair and pushes you back down.

"Please my beautiful baby. Show me."

You loved when Yunho was like this, forceful but still polite. You began rubbing him through his pants, getting him off like this. What's another five minutes?

Yeosang

You made it a habit to style his hair once a week. Long or short, he was going to become a fairy, an angel.

"Alright. All done baby. What do you think?" You handed him a mirror so he could see it better.

"Ooh. That's pretty. Thank you darling."

You smiled happily and started cleaning up while Yeosang continued to admire himself.

"Did you do something different?" He placed the mirror down and looked at you. "You look different."

You stood and looked at him confused. "Not that I know of. I don't have my hair appointment until next week. What's wrong Yeo?"

"You seem...different." He got up from his chair and walked towards you. He stood in front of you, taking in every detail before finding the answer. "Your nails!"

"My...nails?" You looked down at them and showed them to him. "I got them done yesterday but they don't look that differ-"

"They look so good darling!" He grabbed your hands, tried to see them better but tripped during the process, sending you both to the floor.

"Are you okay baby? I'm so sorry." He sat up to look at you, seeing you had fallen on his lap, hands placed right about his dick.

"I'm fine are you okay." You sat up and adjusted your hands onto Yeosang's dick.

"Yes darling I'm fine." He stared at your hands, curious about what was happening.

You caught him staring and smiled, slowly rubbing him through his pants. "You don't mind if I do this Yeo?"

He stuck his head no, quickly becoming excited by what was happening.

"Do my nails still look good?" You asked before removing his pants and slipping his dick out through his boxers, giving him a few strokes.

"Very pretty darling." He bucked his hips into your hand and groaned softly.

You bent down and placed your lips on his tip. "Keep looking at my nails baby."

He nodded. Yeosang looks so pretty from down here.

San

"Let me show you!" You chased San around the apartment, trying to show him your nails.

"Isn't that bad luck or something!" San yelled back, dashing into the bathroom and locking the door.

"That applies to wedding dresses, not the nails." You rolled your eyes as you tried to unlock the door. "Sannie open the door."

"Nope, it's bad luck." He said.

You sighed and turned away. "Fine. They would look so good wrapped around your dick but nevermind."

As soon as those words left your lips you heard the door unlock. You quickly spirited away, hearing him chase you down.

"Pretty! Come back! I'm sorry! Show me your nails Pretty!"

"No! That offer is gone!" You guys ran around for a few more minutes before collapsing onto the couch.

"Do they really look good on my dick pretty?"

"Hmm nope. It was a lie." You crossed your arms and turned away from him. He pouted and grabbed your face, turning you back towards him.

"Show me please. I'm sorry for running away earlier," He planted a kiss on your lips.

You sighed and gave him a kiss back. "If you run away again, I'll never show you my nails ever again."

San nodded his head quickly and crossed his chest. "I swear!"

You giggled and got down in front of him. You rubbed him slowly, feeling him already hard. Soft groans came from above as you continued to palm him.

Mingi

"We are matching!"

"We are matching!"

You decided to get your nails done to match Mingi's. You arrived at your shared apartment and found him on your bed. You climbed onto his lap and placed your hand on his cheek and he followed suit.

"We are twins now!" You said smiling.

"Twins!"

You placed your hands on his chest, rubbing him slowly. He looked at you confused, not sure where you were going with this.

You slid your hands down his chest and to his waist and stopped at his pants. "My friend say that my nails should look best down here, What you think Min?"

"You have a smart friend, keep her." He smirked. You lightly hit his chest before returning your hand to his wait band, tugging at it.

"I don't know... Maybe she was lying..." You said playfully.

"You should let me judge the angel. I think they would look fantastic there." He rubbed your check with his thumb before leaning over and kissing your forehead.

"Of course the wise Song Mingi." You pulled him out of his pants and gave him a few light strokes. "What do you think? Do you think they look good?"

He sat back and looked down at your hands. "Hmm I don't know. Maybe it would be better with your face angel?"

You giggled and got down onto your stomach. You placed your lips on his lip and smiled. "Better?"

"Oh definitely."

Wooyoung

"Don't you think they're too long? You could poke your eye out." Wooyoung said, using his own finger to imitate stabbing you stabbing your eye.

"No Woo, only you would stab your own eye out." You rolled your eyes before crossing your arms. "I thought you would like them."

"I do babe! But safety should be important, right?"

"And I'll be careful!"

"You could stab yourself while you are...well you know getting off.."

You rolled your eyes again. "Only you would think that. Just say you're scared that I would scratch your dick off."

"See! You see the problems!" He grabbed your arms and pulled you close to him. "I really do like them ba-"

You cut him off mid sentence as you began palming him through his pants, feeling him slowly get hard in your hand.

"Maybe you want me to scratch it off."

"No it's because your making me feel good." He rolled his eyes. He crosses his arms, mocking you from earlier.

You sighed and got down in front of him, rubbing him harder. After a few more strokes you dragged your nails against him causing him to groan loudly.

"See you like it."

"Maybe with pants on, but without...Still a safety hazard."

You removed his pants and boxers, you were going to prove him wrong.

Jongho

"Didn't you just get them done?"

"Maybe a month ago. They started to grow out so I got them redone, and a new design."

Jongho crossed his arms and closed his eyes, thinking about what you had said.

"Is it not a waste of money?" He finally said after thinking about it for a few minutes.

"If you don't like them, just say that Jongho." You hid your nails in your arms and walked away.

He followed after you, not like seeing you upset. "Honey please don't leave. I like them I do, maybe not the color but I do like them!"'

You turned around quickly, almost causing him to trip, trying to stop himself.

"It's a trend, Jong. You get your boyfriend's dick color..." You weren't planning on saying that outloud. You've got embarrassed quickly and covered your face with your hands.

"Hmm? I don't think so." Jongho said jokingly.

"What do you mean? It's a trend, let me show you-"

"I don't think about my color. It might be off." You stare at him dumbfounded.

"It is though."

"I don't think so."

Slightly annoyed with him, you grab him by his arm and pull him into the bedroom, turning on the light as you walk him. You pushed him onto the bed and kneeled in front of him. You pulled down his pants and boxers.

"Look. Exact. Match."

"How did you even...hmm... They look better now... wrapped around me." Jongho ran his finger through your hair and down your check, stopping at your lips with his thumb. "I'm sorry for not appreciating them earlier."

"I forgive you Jongho..." You kissed his thumb and slowly started stroking him.

"I might...have to check everyday...just incase i become...colorblind..." He said between groans

You rolled your eyes and quickened your pace.

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I bit off more than i could chew with this one... BUT IM NOT A QUITER

I hope you enjoy this one!!!

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[miky-joined-the-masquerade]

THE LAST FEW DAYS

I went on a vacation with my best friend! Enjoyed it a whole bunch, but I wasn't able to really do anything, so I didn't dance, learn (except duolingo), get my steps in, guitar, etc. But it was very relaxing!

At the vacation, I cut my hair, cuz I felt like it

But before that, I played at absolvent concert! I'm not absolving, but i played with a guitar choir. I'll play duo (me+teacher) next tuesday, which i am very excited about.

I started watching Daisies 1966 and I love it, just as a new term for me: faunlet

So the past is done, my plans now are:

• bake cookies for my friend's birthday (probably one with caramel)

• play at the concert

• re-do some of my profiles to be Daisies themed

• look for some formal clothes

• school trip!

• getting a new passport (im 13 so with mom)

Picture time!

[canuhearthemsing]

the sun rays are warm on your skin as you rub sunscreen onto hanbins back. “thank you baby. this feels nice” you are currently on vacation with hanbin enjoying summer and the ocean water and you’re truly happy that hanbin finally agreed to take a break and relax a bit. he’s the most hardworking person youve ever met. “im so excited the water looks so beautiful” hanbin hums agreeingly as you continue to rub the lotion onto his shoulders and lower back. “yes, so beautiful” he says after a while turning to look at you. he leans in to give your lips a peck. he knew exactly what he was doing to you and the effect he has on you. you thought after dating for two years hanbins flirty comments would stop making you blush and you would get used to it. but you were wrong. he keeps on teasing you and making you blush with his compliments till this day. just like how it used to be at the beginning

the waves aren’t too big or strong, just perfect enough to make the water move around you and hanbin. you both are swimming aimlessly in the clear blue water, the silky sand touching your feet and bathing comfortably in the moment. “i’m so happy right now” you tell him as you get onto his back like a koala in the water. “are you really?” he says back. you stay quiet for a moment just taking in this perfect moment while feeling both of your skin touching as you cling to him. you rest your head on his neck and close your eyes as you whisper to him “i wish we could stay here forever, like this” “i like the sound of that. i wish we could too” he says chuckling

its been a few hours now, you and hanbin are still in the water talking about everything and anything as the sun begins to set. “angel lets get back to the house. im gonna make you dinner today” “woah sung hanbin, look at you being all whipped” you joke to him. “whipped doesn’t even begin to explain it, angel” he says while looking deep into your eyes you kiss his cheek and giggle then say “ok lets get going” the walk back to the airbnb you two booked isn’t long, you get there in 5 minutes. when you walk in to the house hanbin yells at you as you go up the stairs “ go shower and change, when you come down dinner will be ready my love!”

“okayy” you tell him

you get started on your shower routine, thinking what hanbin could be preparing for you. to say you feel loved right now would be an understatement. hanbin always made you feel like you were the center of his world, and you truly were. he loved loudly. wholeheartedly. you cant stop smiling to yourself as you get out of the shower, your friends were right, you were truly, deeply, disgustingly in love and its there’s no hiding it. everyone around you and hanbin could see that what you two have was special, something straight out of a fairytale.

you spray on some perfume as you hum a song to yourself. as you walk down the stairs the smell of the cooking enters your nose, “hanbin what did you make it smells so freaking good” “youre favorite, angel” he truly knows you so well. you guys eat while talking and laughing and the food is obviously amazing. food that’s made with love always turns out the best, and this meal was made with so much of it. after you both eat, you lazily cuddle on the sofa, while the sound of the tv plays an old black and white movie. you are laying on top hanbin while he plays with your almost dry hair now. you feel your eyelids getting heavier by the minute. “hanbin ah” “yes my angel?” you’re the best thing that’s happened to me, did you know that?” “and you’re the best thing thats happened to me, my angel” he kisses your forehead. that was the last thing you heard before you drifted to sleep.

A/n💌: summer has officially begun and i couldn’t be happier. i meant to write this for my baby’s birthday but i had exams so it’s a bit late. anyways happy reading i love hanbin so much🤍

[just-rogi]

“I DO NOT DREAM OF LABOR” this “LATE STAGE CAPITALIST BRAINROT” that- well I do. I do dream of labor. Idleness makes my hands buzz and my eyes glaze over. Of course I enjoy rest (what little of it I get with my job) but ultimately, yes, I do dream of labor. Labor is what I dream of most in fact-

I dream of creating : of having time to knit and sew and embroider my own garments, rather than let my yarn collect dust in my closet. I dream of creating poetry and art and spending hours illustrating something beautiful and having the time and energy to focus only on that.

I dream of biking the back roads of my town with my brother again collecting litter that we see and filling up plastic bags to sort into recycling and trash (two summers ago was the last time we biked together- the litter is building up now in the ditches).

I dream of tilling the soil in my mothers garden and watering the tomatoes and peppers and zucchini and Persian squash in the garden until I can harvest it. I dream of watering my neighbors garden and feeding her chickens every morning and every evening while they are away on vacation for a week. I dream of driving to my grandmothers house twice a week and bringing her fresh fruit bread and vegetables and cooking for her while she sits in the sun eating tomato salad I made.

I dream of mowing my mothers lawn and making my brother lunch and baking treats for the teachers room at work.

I dream of academia and dedicating hours to research to archaeology and anthropology and spending long hours on dig sites and in the lab as that was when I was the happiest in college.

I am one of the few people who can say that I really, truly, from the bottom of my heart, love my job and come home from work feeling a sense of fulfillment and pride in my work. I am a teacher and I dream of spending hours teaching children to read, teaching ancient civ and history, of reading texts on effecting teaching methods and finding interesting assignments for them. I dream of teaching them to draw during their free periods. I dream of taking them to the library to practice reading and language comprehension skills- of taking the time to sit with middle schoolers with learning disabilities and dedicate my time and energy to teaching them how to be functional adults and making their lives better. I dream of labor, yes, and I would bet that most of the tiktok communists who say “I do not dream of labor” fucking do to.

Labor is fulfilling. Humans dream to create and do something worthwhile- otherwise we lose our minds! But we are at such a late stage capitalism here in the west (specifically America) that we associate labor with exploitative labor.

I love my job- but I do not dream of skipping my lunch break. I do not dream of working 8:45-4:00. I do not dream of staying after work until 4:35 unpaid. I do not dream of small classrooms with little supplies. I do not dream of understaffed schools and overstuffed classrooms forcing teachers to stretch themselves too to pick up the slack. I do not dream of sending emails after working hours. I do not dream of forty minute unpaid commute due to dysfunctional public transport. I do not dream of coming home and crying from stress every night. I do not dream of my feet and ankles swelling and hurting so badly after a full day of work that all I can do when I get home is shower and sleep with my feet elevated to lessen the pain enough to slip my shoes on the next day. I do not dream of the pay being such that I have to live with four roomates in the city I live in, AS A CITY EMPLOYEE!!! IM A FUCKING PUBLIC SERVANT!! I WORK FOR THE CITY BUT DONT GET PAID ENOUGH TO LIVE IN THE CITY!!

I do dream of labor fuck I love labor but exploitation has made me resent work which I should love, and has taken up so much of my time that I have no energy to garden or to clean the roads or to knit gifts for friends and family anymore. I know that there are people who dream of being truck drivers and baristas and grocery store employees. I know that there are people who would feel fulfilled by being garbage men and construction workers and dishwashers, but who can’t because the abuse would kill them and the hours are too long.

I dream of labor I’m a world where I am not abused and where all my basic needs are met - I dream of labor in a world where labor isn’t the price of being alive, but rather one of the many joys of it.

[cupoftaae]

Beach Day (KTH Drabble)

A/N- I am going to continue this as a drabble series, I just love the reader x tae with baby kiyomi storyline way too much.

Summary- You and Taehyung take a much needed vacation to Hawaii with your baby, Kiyomi, and spend your final hours without the distractions of life on the beach, taking in the sunset and each others company.

Warnings- lots of fluff, mentions of postpartum depression

word count- 2k !

Enjoy!!

You walked into the living room of your current vacation suite, eyes catching taehyung napping on the couch, your daughter on his chest.

Walking over, you carefully lifted Kiyomi off your husband, placing the sleepy baby against your chest as you watched Tae begin to awaken.

"what are you doing?" he whined, upset that his daughter was taken off him.

"Im gonna change her and then we are gonna head down to the beach, its beautiful outside" you smiled gently, gesturing outside to the big window.

Taehyung looked outside and squinted his eyes, sun still shining bright into the room at 6pm. "we will have to finish packing when we get back" he sighed, standing up and stretching.

"well...I thought thats what you were doing but apparently you and love bug were getting a little nap in" you giggle, walking into the main bedroom and pulling out your duffle bag.

Taehyung decided it would be good to get away for a few days, postpartum was really getting to you despite everyone lending a hand to help. You felt embarrassed that you had been struggling still, and the anxiety was all too much, so Taehyung had surprised you with a last minute trip to Hawaii to change the environment and help your headspace. Of course, it wasn't some magic switch and suddenly you were feeling 100% better, but being alone with your little family without pressures of work or other intrusions really helped, and you were super thankful for that.

All of you had spent the last 4 days exploring the little spot you chose to stay in, immersing in the culture and food. You were incredibly grateful for the trip, but you had to admit, you were a bit sad that today was the last.

"what bag does this go into? I thought that it was mine bu-" Taehyung stopped talking when he walked back into the bedroom, watching you turn and hold up Kiyomi proudly like a prize, wide grin on your face as her new little bathing suit was being shown off.

"oh my god" he broke out into a wide smile, approaching you both. The chubby baby babbled nonsense as he gently squished her face, peppering kisses all over. "You look so cute, look at you!"

You handed your daughter over and watched taehyung dance around with room with her, laughing to yourself quietly. "I saw it at the store, it was too adorable not to buy. She probably wont go in the water but whatever"

"thats okayyy, youre so cute baby" he spoke in a higher pitch, bumping his nose with his 4 month old squirming around happily in his hands.

"im gonna go put my sundress on and we will head out, okay?" you spoke, digging through your semi-packed suitcase.

"mhm" he hummed, swaying gently as he sat on the bed and waited for you.

"You look just like mama, you know that?"

Kiyomi simply widened her eyes and murmured something of a squeal, making her father smile.

He placed his finger in her tiny palm, her entire hand wrapping around it, making his heart swoon. "we love you so much, ladybug" he kissed her forehead and turned as you came out of the bathroom.

"you look lovely sweetheart"

"ah tae, its just the same sundress I wear every time we go on vacation, nothing new" you giggle, and swat your hand, searching for your sunglasses.

"doesn't mean you dont look beautiful" he smiled

you blush and glare at him, shaking your head as you turn and overlook your outfit in the mirror. you didn't have the same body as you did last time you wore it, and thats understandable considering it was pre- pregnancy.

"my love, dont over analyze yourself, you look gorgeous" he came up behind you and rested his hand on the front of your waist, head leaning against yours as you both stood in front of the mirror.

"thank you" you mumble shyly

"anytime" he kissed your forehead and slickly moved his hand around to rest on your butt, squeezing it jokingly.

"there it is, had to ruin it" you laugh, moving away to slide your shoes on, "you ready to go?"

"mhm" he turned his head to the baby against his chest. "you ready to go?" he whispered, but she only blankly looked up at him.

"I'll take it as a yes"

-

Once you three were sat at the basically empty beach, kiyomi was growing fussy.

"I literally fed her before we got down here" you whine, gently patting her back and swaying back and forth.

Tae looked up to you from the towel laid out on the sand, "sit" her patted the spot next to him. "I'll take her"

you handed her over as you sat down, taehyung gently stroking the side of her face as she cried. "whats wrong? baby doesn't like the beach? are you a homebody like your daddy?"

you giggled as you watched the interaction

Kiyomi kicked her feet around, accidentally striking tae in the face,

"woah there, ninja" he scoffed and looked at you, who was laughing harder than before. "maybe she doesnt want to be held....oh, here" you dug into the beach bag and put out the baby mat towel, allowing your husband to put her down on her back, cries almost immediately stopping.

"how'd you know that?" he asked

"i dont know, she just seemed irritated" you shrugged, watching your daughters hooded eyes gaze up at the colorful sky.

Taehyung smiled at you and pulled out his phone, beginning to film.

"Baby's first time at the beach" he laid down next to her, making sure both their heads were in the frame. "mama is here too" he giggled and turned his phone to you

"hi" you waved, crawling over to lay on the other side of kiyomi. Taehyung kissed his daughters cheek and looked at you, a soft gleam in his eyes as he admired his two girls.

"aren't I so lucky?" he looked back at his camera, asking it as if he was genuinely having a conversation with someone.

"stop, dont be sappy on the beach" you tease, making him giggle. he flipped over so he was on his stomach, camera now grazing across the entire beach, stopping at some random person and zooming in.

"stop" you whisper, unable to hold in your laughter at the poor older woman who had no idea she was now a victim of taehyung video diary.

"what is she doing?" he mumbled, turning to you

"yoga? i think.....I hope" you snorted and patted his back, grabbing his attention.

"can we take baby to the water?" you smiled brightly as taehyung paused his phone.

"like...let her swim?" he scrunched his face

"baby, we would obviously hold her" you giggled and brushed his hair back, his parental nervousness kicking in. "she'll be okay, cmon"

you stood up, brushing off some sand as you picked your daughter up, dramatically groaning as you did so as if she weighed 500lbs.

Both of you made your way to the calm ocean, stepping in slowly and laughing about the temperature.

"its summer why is it cold?"

"its always cold baby" you look over at him, his eyes carefully examining kiyomi in your arms.

"Do you wanna hold her, tae?"

He smiled shyly and nodded, walking over and holding her close to his chest.

"can you film?" he handed you his phone "dont drop it" he giggled and adjusted the sun hat on kiyomi's head.

"no promises" you whisper, hitting record and capturing the sweet moment your daughter experienced the ocean for the first time.

slight water splashed on her toes, making her jump.

"aww, its okay" he cooed, making you turn the camera

"daddy is more afraid of the ocean than you are" you mumble, making your way back to him.

"no im not!" he protested, stepping close to you.

you flipped the camera to capture you and your little family in one frame, Kiyomi giggling loudly.

"you like the water?" you cheered, watching her big eyes look around at the moving currents.

"I think she likes it" you directed back to the camera before shutting it off, "Im gonna go put this on the beach ill be right back"

"okay" he smiled, watching his daughter kick her feet into the water.

You tossed the phone onto the sand and quickly ran back into the ocean, coming up behind tae and splashing water onto him suddenly

"ah!" he jumped and turned around, glaring at you

Your fits of giggles were heard as you backed up, his arm winding up to make a wave of water splash in your direction.

"Hey!" you shout, looking at your baby who found humor in the situation. "whos team are you on?" you tease, getting ready to make an even bigger splash.

"No! the baby- look, baby, in my hands" he held out Kiyomi in defense

"you cant use the baby card" you put your hands on your hips, rolling your eyes

"oh I absolutely can"

"whatever"

He walked over to the shore, holding Kiyomi up by her hands as her feet stood in the water

"Look at our little water baby" you cooed, running over and crouching down to her level.

Kiyomi watched the wave creep up to her feet, wailing as it hit her

"uh-oh" you smirked, looking up at taehyung.

She started to cry in fear as her hands grasped onto her dad with more eagerness to be taken away.

"guess shes not moana" you giggled, picking her up and walking back to the sand with your husband behind you.

"thats okay, we just have to stick to filling up the baby pool on the back porch I guess" tae smiled and pinched his daughters chubby cheek lovingly.

You wrapped her up in a towel and took off her hat, putting it into your beach bag as you looked at the sunset.

Taehyung moved to sit beside you, head resting against yours.

"is it greedy or selfish to say Im upset today is our last day here?" you joked

"not at all...everything has been so relaxing and peaceful, I mean, I love everyone back home but the past few days have been a breath of fresh air" he laughed softly

you pulled away to look at him, pecking a soft kiss to his lips before returning your head to his shoulder.

"we will come back" he promised, rubbing your back as you guys watched the sun slowly set on the horizon.

-

later that night, you paced the hotel room, gathering any stray items and putting them into your suitcase. Taehyung came out of the bathroom with kiyomi gathering up in a large towel, her tiny hairs wet.

"thank you for giving her a tub" you exhaled, walking over and taking her from him.

"its no problem. You done packing?" he asked, sitting on the end of the bed as you began to put lotion and fresh clothing on your squirming baby.

"mhm, I packed your clothes too, so the only thing we need to pack in the morning before we leave is toiletries." you look over at him

"ah thank you angel, thats good, we can just relax tonight"

"hopefully, if this little bug goes down quickly" you rub your nose against kiyomi's, making her smile.

After she was changed, you brought her over to the tiny bassinet by yours and taes bed, laying her down and providing her favorite stuffy and blanket. "someone looks comfy" you smile widely, watching her eyes already begin to close.

"your turn" taehyung crawls to the side of the bed and gently tugs on your arm, urging you to lay with him.

You fall onto the bed and move to lay atop of your husband, head resting on his chest as his arms protectively wrap around your lower back.

"you smell nice" he whispered, making you giggle

"thanks....you smell like the ocean" you tease, squeezing his arm.

He smiled and ran a hand through your hair, the room was quiet and dark, television on some random food channel as you both got lost in each others touches.

"you know...youre doing a really good job" he suddenly spoke up, making you lift your head a bit to see him.

"hm?"

"with being a mom. youre doing such a good job, its really amazing to see you give so much of yourself for our baby. It almost...inspires me? to be a better dad."

you pout, "tae, youre already such a great dad..."

"no, no, im just saying, you do so much and yet you still think you arent a good mom. I wish you saw yourself through my lens because, you are a damn good parent."

You look back at him with a soft yet surprised reaction.

"and im not just like, starting anything, I just wanted you to know that you are doing so well...and im so proud of you. This isnt about me at all." he added

you sat up a little and rubbed your head against his, peppering his face with kisses as you cupped his cheek, turning him to face you. "I love you so much, that really meant a lot to me....thank you angel"

He smiled and kissed you softly, hands pushing you closer to him.

"we will be okay." you whisper

"we will be more than okay"

a/n: Hi guys! I really hoped you liked this drabble, it was last minute but I think its so cute. have a good friday/weekend everyone! and happy easter to those who celebrate <3

[voulezloux]

To celebrate it being the last show of FITFWT, what have your favourite moments been of the tour? 💕💕

the BEST one in my opinion is the collective meltdown we all had when louis wore a tank top for the first time in cuyahoga falls. but i also really enjoyed going to three of his shows!! i put them under the cut bc im being nice and not flooding the dash from everyone else’s posts

so i had planned my vacation last year so my official first day was the cincinnati date (a christmas present from regretfully my dad). it happened that i think the next two shows he did (i might be wrong) were within 2 hours of me, columbus and indianapolis, during my vacation. indy is where my ex lives so we decided to go together and i went to cbus and cincinnati by myself.

these are from my cincinnati date! i had a joke beef with louis because the past 3 times i saw him, he wore a white polo. v glad to not have that beef w/ louis anymore

my favorite story from this show is that there was a mom and her 2 y/o daughter at the show near me. it was the daughter’s first show and she was really excited for it. everyone around us kept giving her little gifts and bracelets and just 😭 really sweet to see!! at the end of the show, the girl starts crying because louis left (same girl) and she asked her mom where he went and she kept telling her it was his bedtime and he needs to sleep

these are from cbus! the venue was weird and there was a minor league baseball stadium next to the venue that had a game at the same time as doors opening. so all of us are in line waiting and these baseball fans are going inside and wondering why there’s this long ass line next to the venue. it was also hell in line because of the game and doors opening. BUT i did see tank louis in the flesh so 🫶🏻🫶🏻 worth it

and these are from indy!!! this was the show i went with to my ex. he had previously seen 1d on otra so he didn’t know what to really expect (he also is into kpop and those concerts are notably different than other genres). after a few songs, he leaned over to me and told me louis walks around like he has the biggest dick in the room and it’s hot to see (same). the only story i can remember from this show from the audience is someone threw up in pit. venue had like alcoholic slushies??? and someone threw that up. also i’m on the official LTHQ ig for that photo dump. i only know this bc i wore my fucking shrek bucket hat to this show and there’s a shot you can see my stupid hat in.

i will also miss shirt bets and @allwaswell16 forgetting to do shirt bets. and the meltdown we all continued to have with every outfit. i love my favorite little white man 🫶🏻🫶🏻

bonus: a sneaky photo of joshua i forgot i took during the cincinnati show. i saw him in cbus and i messaged one of my servers like … i think i just saw joshua and someone went yeah he’s interviewing people! talk to him! and i DIDNT bevause i have ANXIETY