#it would be just awkward if i declined all the requests then :p

[szczekaczz]

i have so much shit to sew until christmas

[storiesforallfandoms]

herogasm ~ soldier boy;the boys

word count: 3678

request?: no

description: in which she’s trying to leave the supe orgy, just to stumble into the room of the man who started it

pairing: soldier boy x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (fingering, praise, unprotected p in v), mentions of herogasm (the event, not the episode)

masterlist (one, two, three)

I didn’t want to be there. There was a number of reasons why, but the most prominent one was definitely that I did not want to be involved in an orgy full of Supes.

My best friend, Maria, had convinced me to come. I had gone through a pretty hard breakup that left me basically inconsolable for days. I only left the house to go to work, and even then I was very much just operating on autopilot. Maria wanted to get me out of the house, so she came over and told me she had gotten an invite to some big Supe party and intended to take me with her to get my mind off of things.

She didn’t tell me until we showed up that the “party” was the infamous Supe orgy known as “Herogasm”.

Apparently, Maria had hooked up with a Supe who had an in to the party. She got the invite and thought an orgy would be the perfect idea to get me over my breakup. There was just one little flaw in her plan: I was not an orgy person. I was insecure enough about my body that I felt awkward being naked in front of one person, let alone an entire house full of strangers. Supe strangers at that.

Maria abandoned me the minute we walked through the door, taken by the Supe she fucked to get here. I was left, on my own in the corner, while a lot of naked people walked or fucked around me. A couple glanced in my direction, one even tried to proposition me, which I politely declined. I wasn’t sure how long I was stood there before everything became overwhelming. I needed to get away from all those people. I needed to be somewhere with no moaning or screaming or sex noises. Somewhere that I could calm myself down before I left.

I stumbled through the house, feeling my heart pounding harder and harder with every overwhelming second that passed. Behind almost every door I could hear more moaning and squelching. It felt like there was no true escape from it - there was even people fucking outside - until I turned the knob on a door that led to a seemingly empty room. I stumbled in, slamming the door behind me and sliding down it until I was sat on the floor. I brought my knees up to my chest and rested my head against my knees.

“Well, hello there.”

I jumped at the sudden sound of someone’s voice. I looked up to see I had hidden myself away in a bedroom. The main bedroom, I concluded, judging by the huge size of the room, the bed, and the fact there was a mini bar in the corner of the room. A mini bar with a man stood behind it. A very handsome man in nothing but a silk robe.

“Shit,” I sighed. “I’m sorry, I - ”

“No, don’t be sorry,” he said. “Judging by the fact that you still have clothes on, you’re not here for the orgy.”

I shook my head. “One of my friends brought me here. She didn’t even tell me what it was until we pulled up.”

He looked thoughtful for a moment before stepping away from the mini bar. I tensed up as he got closer to me. I was trying to figure out if I’d get out fast enough when he reached me. He reached over me and turned the lock on the knob.

“Stay as long ad you want,” he told me. “Not that anyone usually comes in unannounced anyways. I think you’re the first person to stumble into my room in years.”

My eyes widened as he started walking away. “Y-Your room? So...you’re the host here?”

He turned back and raised an eyebrow at me. “You serious?” I nodded. “I created this whole fuckin’ thing. Herogasm is my baby.”

That’s when it finally clicked. “Holy shit, you’re Soldier Boy!”

He grinned at me before he took a sip of his drink.

I couldn’t believe it. I had stumbled into the room of the most famous Supe in the entire world and I didn’t even recognize him at first! God, this couldn’t get any more embarrassing.

“You don’t have to huddle up by the door like a scared kid,” he said. “I’m not gonna hurt you.”

I wasn’t sure if I could take his word for it. I knew he was a Supe and all, and Supes were supposed to protect people, but he did have me locked in his room, while he was naked no less. Well, besides a robe. I’d be helpless against him if he did decide he wanted to hurt me.

Despite knowing this, I still slowly got to my feet. He was pouring up another glass as I walked further into his giant room. It was like the size of my living room and kitchen combined. I was in awe of it so much that I could hear Soldier Boy chuckling to himself. He extended a glass to me and gestured to the bed. I took the glass, hesitantly, and sat down.

“What is this?” I asked.

“Bourbon,” he responded. “Some of the best shit money can buy.”

I wasn’t much of a drinker. I could smell the strong, alcoholic scent before even raising the glass to my lips. I took a small sip and immediately cringed at the stinging feeling that ran down my throat. Soldier Boy laughed.

“That’s God awful,” I groaned.

“You just don’t appreciate fine alcohol,” he said.

“I appreciate it when it doesn’t taste like battery acid,” I retorted. “What are you doing in here, anyways? If you created this...thing, shouldn’t you be partaking?”

He grunted and took another mouthful of his own drink. I figured that was the best I would be getting from him.

“How did you get in?” he asked. “It’s invite only, and usually the only non-Supes invited are hookers.”

I looked down at my glass again, debating on taking another sip. “My friend hooked up with a Supe who gave her the invite. She lied at the door and told them I had been invited, too.”

“Then she ditched you?”

I nodded. “Probably getting her pussy super-stretched as we speak.”

That made him laugh. I felt some sense of pride at that. The most famous Supe in the world was laughing at my jokes. That had to be bragging rights.

“Sounds like a shit friend, then,” he commented.

“No, she is a good friend. She’s very...sexually liberated. This type of thing is very up her alley. Me, not so much.”

“Then why did she take you here?”

I gazed down at the glass of auburn liquid. The memory of my recent breakup brought back all my negative emotions. With one swift gulp, I finished the contents of the glass. I shuddered as it burned down my throat.

“My boyfriend of four years dumped me,” I said. “Just woke up one day and told me he didn’t feel the same way anymore. After we had just moved in together a few months prior.”

Soldier Boy whistled. “That sounds rough.”

“It was the worst fucking day of my life,” I muttered. “Maria, my friend, I guess she thought a super-sex party would be the best way to get me to move on. The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, and all that.”

“That never works. Trust me.”

Oh, there was a story there. I could tell. One that was probably connected to the reason he wasn’t participating in his own orgy. Normally, I wouldn’t pry. I didn’t know Soldier Boy. He would probably forget all about me once I left his room. But the bourbon was starting to get to me. I found myself leaning forward, close enough that I could smell his aftershave.

“What happened?” I asked him. “What made you not want to participate in Herogasm?”

He looked at me. I could tell he was debating on telling me. I wasn’t sure if I should push the issue further than those questions, even if my curiosity was getting the best of me.

Finally, he sighed and said, “My girl left me because of one of these things.”

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. I couldn’t even remember who Soldier Boy’s “girl” was in that moment.

“We used to host together,” he explained. “Once a year, we would allow each other to fuck whoever we wanted at Herogasm. One night, one meaningless orgy, and that was it. Then, a few years back, she comes to me the day after Herogasm and she tells me that she met someone that night. I don’t know, I guess they talked in between the fucking or some shit. She dumped me on the spot for the guy. Took all of her shit and left that same day.”

Okay, definitely a lot worse than my sob story. My ex completely shattered my heart, sure, but he didn’t leave me for someone else. Especially not someone that he fucked in our own house, during a party that we were hosting together. Even if they had an agreement that they could sleep around during Herogasm, that was a huge hit to trust. One that I don’t think I would’ve ever gotten over in his shoes.

“Since then, I haven’t participated,” he continued. “I’ll host, since it’s my creation, but I usually just walk around, make sure everything is going okay and everyone is having a good time, then I hide away in here until everyone gets too tired from the fucking and either leaves or falls asleep.”

“Why keep hosting it if you don’t want to participate anymore?” I asked. “Why not hand it off to someone else?”

“Because it’s my thing. I created it, and it got bigger than I could’ve ever imagined. I thought about cancelling it after Countess left me, but it’s become this huge thing to Supes and their groupies. I don’t want to disappoint anyone by cancelling it, and I wouldn’t want anyone else stealing it from me and making it a shit version of what it used to be.”

Before I could respond, there was a bang against his door. We both jumped and turned towards the door. Judging by the rhythmic beating on the door and the shouts of pleasure, it was just a couple that had decided to use Soldier Boy’s door as another fuck place. I chuckled and turned back to him. My laughter died out, though, once I realized how close we had gotten to one another. My face was mere inches away from his. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. The closeness made my heart start pounding a little harder.

The alcohol had definitely kicked in because I did something that was very unlike me in that moment: I leaned forward and kissed him.

He was receptive right away. His free hand moved to hold the back of my head. His lips moved perfectly in time with mine. His tongue slid against my lower lip, asking permission for entrance, and I gave it to him. I let my empty glass fall to the floor, luckily the fall being cushioned by a rug next to his bed, while he placed his on the nightstand next to the bed without breaking our kiss. In one swift movement, he moved me so that I was straddling his lap, not once breaking our kiss.

His hands explored my body, running down the sides of my torso, to my hips, then over my ass. He grabbed the meaty flesh there, rocking my hips forward unintentionally (or maybe it was intentional) against him. His cock was growing hard and I could feel that the tip was starting to peak out from his robe. Suddenly, I felt very overdressed compared to him, and I wanted to change that.

I broke away and Soldier Boy watched with lust filled eye as I pulled my shirt over my head and discarded it onto the floor. I stood from his lap to unbutton my jeans and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and stood in front of him, just in my lingerie. Realizing how naked I was, I felt a little shy suddenly. Like I wanted to cover myself up or make all the light in the room disappear so that he couldn’t see me. But when he pulled me forward again, standing me between his open legs, and leaned forward to start kissing over the exposed skin of my stomach, the insecurities melted away into desire again.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. “Don’t you dare think of hiding this beautiful body away from me.”

I was shocked that he knew what I was thinking, but I didn’t have time to figure out how he knew. His hands were on me again, pulling me down onto his lap and then quickly turning the two of us so that I was laying beneath him on the bed. I could feel him pressing against my inner thigh as he kissed me again, a pool of wetness starting to fill in my panties.

He moved one hand between my legs, opening them up for him, and ran his finger over the clothed material. I gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth again.

“You’re already so wet,” he noted. “How long has it been since you were touched?”

The answer was a bit embarrassing. That probably should’ve been the first sign that my relationship was going downhill, but I was too naïve to notice that we hadn’t been having sex. Or maybe just too blind to the downfalls of my relationship.

When I didn’t answer, he pulled my panties to the side and slid a finger into me. The sudden protruding felt painful at first. I dug my nails into his arms hard, but didn’t leave any marks or didn’t seem to hurt him in any way. He slowly started thrusting his finger in an out of me until the pain turned to pleasure, and then he added a second finger.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he commented. “That asshole must not have stretched this pussy out in a long time. Either that, or he had a microdick.”

His fingers gained speed. I could hear them becoming wetter and wetter every time he thrusted them inwards. I was well beyond cloud nine, probably cloud twenty at this rate. Whenever I opened my eyes all I could see was stars, and Soldier Boy’s face watching me as I came undone beneath him. He was an expert in ways I could only dream of, reaching places I didn’t even know could feel so good. He had me on the edge of my orgasm, when suddenly the pleasure was ripped away as he pulled his fingers from me.

I whined, trying to reach for him to get the feeling back. But he pulled away from me, putting the two fingers covered in my slick into his mouth and sucking them dry.

“You taste just as sweet as I thought you would,” he said.

“Please,” was all I could manage. It almost sounded pathetic how desperate I sounded.

He smirked down at me. “I’ll give you what you want. I just want you to cum on my dick instead of on my fingers.”

He sat up and untied his robe, throwing it to the floor along with the other discarded clothes. His cock finally sprang free, standing at attention against his stomach. My eyes widened at how big he was. I should’ve anticipated it, I figured most Supe men were probably well hung, but it a shock none the less. I wondered if I would even be able to take his whole length.

He spit on his hand to lube himself up, moved my panties to the side again, and then lined his tip up with my entrance.

“Ready?” he asked. I nodded and he began to push into me.

My gasps and moans filled the room as he slowly slid into me, inch by inch, almost at a painfully slow rate. I felt so full with him completely inside of me. I could feel the burn of him stretching me out around his girth, but even the burn felt like pleasure. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him back down to me. I kissed him again, hungrily, desperately, and he got my silent message to start moving.

His thrusts were slow at first, testing the waters. It felt so good to feel him pushing in and out of me. His dick was so long that I could feel it not only poking my g-spot, but absolutely abusing it with every thrust. It sent shockwaves of pleasure through me that I wasn’t even sure I had felt before. My head fell back onto the pillow, letting moans tumble from my lips as they felt the need to.

“F-Fuck,” I breathed. “S-Soldier Boy.”

“Ben,” he said, not breaking his pace. “Call me Ben.”

“Ben,” I moaned instead. Definitely a better name to say in bed. “Fuck, it feels so good.”

“Yeah? I think I can tell.”

I didn’t have to open my eyes to know he had a cocky smirk on his face.

I ran my hands from his shoulders down his toned back to his ass. I gave it a squeeze, urging him to go faster. I could feel my high coming back, and I desperately needed to chase it. He did as I wanted and his thrusts became faster, rougher. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with my moans and his grunts. He took hold of my legs and wrapped them around his waist, giving himself a better vantage point for his rough thrusts. I screamed out as his dick pounded against my g-spot, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

“I can feel you’re close,” he said. “I can feel this fucking pussy getting tighter. Cum all over my cock. You can do it, beautiful, I know you can.”

His words of praise and encouragement sent me toppling over the edge. Stars exploded from my vision as my body trembled and convulsed around him. It was the hardest I could ever remember orgasming in my life, and it was definitely the best orgasm I could remember having. I felt like I was flying off of the bed and high into the sky, never to return to Earth again.

If it weren’t for Ben above me, still thrusting and whispering words of praise into my ear, I probably would’ve thought I had actually floated away.

His release came shortly after my own. I could feel his dick twitching inside of me before he was coating my walls. His arms tightened around me as he rode out his own orgasm, grinding into me until he has squeezed every last drop into me. He pushed himself up so he could look down at me again.

“You look fucking gorgeous after being filled with my cum,” he commented.

I felt myself grow hot at the compliment, but my body felt too heavy to cover myself.

“Are you...are you on the pill or anything?” he asked. “I probably should’ve thought of that before, but I was kind of...busy. I can get you a plan b. We have plenty of those lying around for this day.”

I lazily shook my head. “I’m good. I’ve been on birth control since I was a teenager. Besides, I don’t think Supes can reproduce, can they?”

“We’ve been unsuccessful in that field thus far. Thank God.”

I started to chuckle, but it turned to a gasp as I felt him pulling his soft cock out of me. Even when it was soft, it was big. I could hardly believe all of that fit inside of me.

He took hold of my panties and pulled them down my legs, gazing at the mess he had left between them.

“That’s a fucking beautiful sight,” he commented. I rolled my eyes and tried to close my legs, but he quickly held them open. “No, let me see this for another little bit at least.”

“You’re fucking weird.”

“You just fucked me, what does that say about you?”

He eventually climbed back into his bed next to me. I could still hear the orgy raging on outside of the door. I chuckled to myself, causing Ben to look over at me and arch an eyebrow.

“I fucked a Supe at the Supe orgy,” I explained. “But just one Supe, and it was the guy who created the whole fucking thing. I was planning on leaving when I stumbled into your room.”

“Well, thank God you didn’t.”

He put an arm around me and pulled me into his chest.

“Maybe getting under someone does help you get over someone,” I said. “I don’t even remember my ex’s name now.”

His chest vibrated as he laughed. “That is a good thing. If you find yourself remembering, though, you know where I live. You can always come over and I’ll help you forget again.”

I looked up at him. “Really? This wasn’t a one time thing?”

“I don’t intend for it to be. Did you?” I shook my head. “Okay, good. Since we’re on the same page, my offer still stands. Although, the offer actually extends to any time you want to come over, for any reason. Not just for some rebound sex.”

“That’s a dangerous offer. In a house this big, a bed this big, I might never want to leave. I might just live in this bed, honestly.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

We both laughed as he pulled me in to kiss my forehead. I made a mental note to thank Maria for dragging me to the super-fuck party when I finally found her again. Turns out, it wasn’t such a bad time after all.

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A Beautiful Gift

Billy Washington X (Girlfriend Reader)

Warnings after the cut

Word Count: 3,020

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Based on THIS request

Warnings:: Emotional abuse, Depressed Billy, use of a collar and leash, use of restraints, sub/dom behaviors, slight choking if you squint, teasing, whimpering and whining Billy, orgasm denial, established relationship,unprotected p in v, oral male receiving.

Going out to dinner for Billy's birthday should be a fun experience. Unfortunately, whenever you go out with Billy and his parents, you know it is going to be anything but.

You know his parents love him, and are worried about his lack of success in life, but you have come to know Billy well enough to know that asking him repeatedly when he will get a job or why he isn't doing anything is not going to help motivate him.

"Calm down," you say to him gently as you button up his dress shirt. He is clearly nervous. His fidgety hands and tapping foot give this away all too easily.

"I am calm!" He sqauks. "It's just a bloody dinner." He pushes your hands away from his shirt. "I can do it myself. I'm a man"

You chuckle and sigh. "Of course you're a man, Billy. I was merely attempting to help." You hold up your hands and wiggle your fingers. "Small fingers, easier for me to get those little buttons. Now come here, " you pull him back toward you by his shirt collar.

"You are a man. A wonderful man." You smack your lips down on his and press your body up against him. Your favorite way to ground him when you feel his anxiety starting to overtake him.

"Oh, don't you start this." He laughs as he places his hands on your waist, pulling you impossibly tight up against him. "You'll make us late"

"Hmmmm," you giggle. "I don't think it would be too big a problem if we're a little late." You kiss him again, this time pushing your tongue past his lips, savoring the taste of tea and cigarettes.

"We wouldn't be a little late." he grips your waist tightly, scrunching the material of the cute black dress you had put on for dinner.

"You sure? I happen to remember a few times that were pretty quick, " you giggle again and lean in for another kiss.

Billy brings his hands down over your ass and squeezes tight before letting go and giving you a smack. "You're real funny, ain't ya?"

"I think so." You wink at him and then pull back briefly to finish buttoning his shirt before placing your hands flat on his chest. "You ready?"

"Yeah." He sighs and squeezes the bridge of his nose. "Let's get this over with."

The ride to the restaurant is awkward and quiet. You look over at him periodically as he drives. His jaw is tight, and his shoulders tense. You can see the tendons in his neck going down to his collar bone. You wish you could take this stress from him. Demand, he turn around and leave his parents at the restaurant alone, wondering why their failure son has declined to show up. But you know he would never do this, for there is a part of him that believes, believes that he will someday be the son his parents so want him to be. Something you doubt very much. Their minds are made up about Billy, and you fear if he should reach one goal, his parents would simply set the bar higher.

Once he pulls into the car park and stops the car, the two of you sit there in silence for a moment. You know better than to push him so you wait patiently as he builds himself up enough to go inside.

You know it's in vain, yet you decide to hope anyway. Hope that his parents won't take this dinner as an opportunity to tear him apart. To judge him, scold him, demand more of him. Especially on a day that is meant to celebrate him and his very existence.

Billy lets out one last deep sigh before stepping out of his old beat-up clunker of a car quickly rounding the vehicle to open your door for you.

He was like that. Little things like holding the door open for you or making you a cup of tea without asking were his love language. Acts of service. He had trouble outwardly expressing his emotions, no doubt a conditioned response. So he showed you how he felt, and everyone of these little gestures made you love him just a bit more.

You step out and link your arm with his, patting his forearm in a quiet sign of support.

The walk into the restaurant is silent. You can almost hear Billy's brain running a mile a minute, his self-confidence shrinking with every step.

When you arrive at the table, it's no surprise to you that Lana, Billy's sister, was unable to attend. She worked an important job and missed most family events. Although it almost felt like she was there with how much her parents spoke about her skills and achievements. As if to make it clear to Billy that he would never be able to rise to the occasion the way his ambitious sister had.

The two of you were sat down for no more than 5 minutes before the questions started rolling in from his parents.

"How is the job search going?" Was the first question from his father, and as Billy attempted to explain how many applications he had put in and how he is getting no response, his father shakes his head and simply states "if you really wanted a job you would have one by now."

His mother quickly joins in on the conversation with little tips and tricks of how to land a job and ways to motivate himself.

If only they knew how motivated he is. Billy wants a job. He wants to impress his parents even half as much as Lana. Unfortunately, just like his parents, the world underestimates poor Billy and squishes him down more and more with every rejection.

Dinner continues on in much the same manner, your tongue nearly bleeding at how hard you were biting down on it.

You keep one eye on Billy and watch with a heavy heart how he shrinks by the moment. How could they not see what this is doing to him?

When the dinner finally ends, Billy's father hands him money, a birthday gift of sorts, but of course comes with one last comment to bury Billy just a little bit more.

"You can use this to help pay the rent. I can't imagine that girl staying with you much longer if she's forced to support ya" he pats Billy on the shoulder while Billy stands in place frozen. You feel a fire rage in your belly and wish you could tear into his father. Let him know you would support Billy forever if that's what it took. But you knew this would only upset and embarrass Billy further, so you simply grimace and attempt to hide your eyeroll.

His parents say their goodbyes, not even noticing the state that Billy is in. You sigh again before sliding your hand into his and giving him a gentle tug to signal that it's time to go.

The ride home is silent, and your heart breaks a little bit more every moment he doesn't speak.

"I have some presents for you at home." You say softly, hoping to potentially lighten the mood.

Billy nods his head, his jaw clenched and eyes glued to the road ahead of him. He isn't mad at you. He isn't even mad at his parents. He is mad at himself, and you hate it.

Once back in the flat, Billy immediately goes onto the balcony and smokes. You know he feels awful right now, and you want to badly to make it better. He tries hard and just never seems to succeed in the way everyone expects him to, and the pressure makes it all the worse.

You take the two small gifts you have for him in your hands and join him on the balcony, handing them to him with a big smile on your face.

"Thank you," he grumbles, his voice so quiet you could hardly hear him over the traffic below.

He sits in the chair opposite yours and begins to unwrap his first gift. Inside a collar and a metal chain leash.

He chuckles quietly as he takes them out of the package and looks up at you. "Oh?"

You smile back at him, pointing to the gift that still lies in his lap.

"Open it," you bite your bottom lip as he starts to tear off the paper and lifts the lid of the small box, pulling out two black silk ropes.

He pulls them out of the box, slowly turning the material back and forth in his hands.

"Now I'm gonna go take off my makeup and take down my hair." You say while rising from your chair and moving towards the balcony door. "And when I return to the bedroom, I expect to find you, wearing only your collar." You don't wait for his response opting to instead enter the flat and head to the restroom.

You giggle to yourself as you hear him clamor through the door and take off toward the bedroom, half the buttons on his shirt already undone.

You take off your makeup and let your hair down, making sure not to finish up too fast. You want to give Billy enough time to get ready and give him a moment to sweat it out.

You take off your shoes but leave the little black dress and thigh high stockings you were wearing on. Knowing how Billy feels about you in a pair of thigh highs. It's his special day, after all.

When you enter the bedroom, Billy is lying in bed, his collar, and leash on, covered only by a sheet with the silk ropes placed neatly on the nightstand.

"Who said you could cover up?" You quickly pull the sheet from his body. Revealing his entire naked form to your eye. "I believe my instructions were nothing but your collar." You run just your finger up the skin of his leg as you work your way up to the top of the bed.

When your fingers reach his hip, he shudders.

"Oh?" You place your hand palm down and slide it across his belt line. The side of your hand just barely ghosting by the tip of his now fully erect cock.

Billy's back arches slightly at the touch. "Please don't tease," he begs.

"Me? Oh baby, I never tease you know that" you brush your fingertips through the blonde curls that surround the base of his cock as he whimpers. "Never"

You pull your dress up and over your head, leaving you in nothing but your black lace bra and panties and thigh-high stockings.

Billy reaches his hand out to touch your thigh, and you quickly swat him away.

"Oh, be a good pet baby, so I can give you your treat" you climb onto the bed swinging one leg over his hips so you are straddling him yet hovering above him just out of reach.

"Sorry, sorry," he whines as he crumples the sheets beneath him in his fists.

"Oh, that's ok baby, let me help you be a good boy, ok?" You lean over him, taking the silk straps from the nightstand.

"Thank you," he says between heavy pants. You click your tongue at him knowingly as you tie up his wrists and secure them to the bedposts.

Once you have his hands securely fastened, you lay your hands flat on his chest, rubbing your palms over his quickly hardening nipples.

Billy takes on a sharp breath, his hips lifting slightly from the bed.

"Down boy," you coo, moving your flattened hands in small circles.

"Please baby please" He whines, undulating his hips.

"Please, what? my sweet pet. " You bring your tongue to his nipple. Lightly licking the small bud as he squirms.

"More, please more," he gasps as your tongue continues to swirl around his oversensitive nipple.

Billy pathetic and squirming beneath you. Your favorite sight on earth.

You sit up straight and grab his leash, wrapping it around your hand twice and yanking him up from the bed so that his shoulders are lifted.

"You're gonna be a good patient boy, aren't you?" You bring your face close to his as he nods excessively. "Good. Good boy."

You loosen your grip around the leash, allowing him to sink back down onto the bed while you still keep the leash coiled around your hand.

Billy sighs contendly as you return to his chest, and speckle kisses down his sternum and further to his belly.

He loves these small movements and sensations. They drive him completely wild, and you revel in the power they afford you.

You gently lick the rim of his bellybutton, and he whimpers loudly.

"Shhhh, pet. Shhhh, " you rub your hand along the skin of his waist in a soothing manner while your kisses continue down the path of his body until you reach his hips, his painfully hard cock, next to your face.

"I always take care of you, do i not?" You tease, Billy simply whimpers back at you, leaning his head back in anguish.

You take his cock in your hand and he shudders before bucking his hips whispers of "yes" desperately flooding from his mouth.

You stroke him leisurely while rubbing your nose against his leaking tip. His heavy breathing and the obvious tension in his legs make this all the more tantalizing for you.

You know he is holding back, trying to be a good boy. You lick just the head of his cock. Circling your tongue around the bulbous tip.

Billy thrusts his hips forward, pushing himself further into your mouth, seemingly unable to control himself. You grip him tightly by the hips holding him flat against the bed as he whines.

"Please, please," He whimpers between huffs. "I can't take much more."

You crawl back up his body, situating yourself by straddling his stomach and look down at him, a gentle, caring smile on your face.

"You can't, can you baby?" You brush your fingers along his cheek and sigh.

You step off of him and slowly shimmy your panties down your legs. Billy's eyes watch them as they go, licking his lips, his panting growing heavier. You move back and line up the tip of his cock with your slick entrance.

As you slowly lower yourself down, Billy's body reacts by his hips raising and his legs shaking. The look on his face, a mix of pleasure and pain.

His fingers wrap tightly around the silk straps that connect him to the bedposts as you sink down his shaft at an agonizingly slow pace.

As your ass becomes flush with his thighs, you smirk at the look of relief that crosses his face.

Before you start to move, you again pull him off the bed by the leash, this time coiling it ever tight around your hand.

"You excited, baby?" You start to roll your hips, his cock bullying the spot inside you it never misses when you ride him like this.

"Yes, yes!" He pants, jaw slack looking up at you like the perfect little puppy you know him to be.

You hold him tightly by the leash as you increase your pace, his whimpers, and whines, getting louder with each movement.

You know your Billy. He won't last much longer at this stage, and knowing that brings you almost to your own peak. The friction between you building as you grind against him.

He's so beautiful like this. Panting beneath you, not worrying about disappointing anyone or not being good enough.

He's your silly little pet to be used as you see fit, and he loves it. His eyes roll back and his mouth opens wide.

"Not yet, baby." You move faster against him the knot in your stomach, pulling tighter as your thighs clamp around him.

"Not yet, not yet," he chants to himself. This little sign of obedience is what finally pushes you over the edge into bliss. Your peak washes over you, almost violent in its onset.

Your cunt clamps around him tightly as you continue to grind against him riding out the blissful moment almost to the point of over stimulation.

"Please," He gasps before biting his bottom lip impossibly hard. Poor baby is still holding back.

You make him wait for just a few more rolls of your hips before finally allowing him his release.

"Go ahead, baby." You coo, and almost as soon as the words leave your lips, he moans loudly, his hips stuttering as he spends himself inside you.

You sit patiently atop him as you watch his face contort in pleasure, small grunts of relief coming from his chest until he finally stills exhausted.

You lean forward and kiss his open mouth as he pants and smiles up at you, his arms now hanging limp from the silk straps that bind him.

"Such a good boy you are," you gently stroke his face, him turning his head towards your hand.

This is your favorite Billy. Freshly spent Billy. No worries, no stress, and he actually feels good.

You lift yourself off of him and release his hands from the straps. He quickly wraps his arms around you, pulling you in tightly and kissing the top of your head.

"So, did you like your gifts?" You snuggle up next to him and reach up to help him take the collar off.

Billy simply smiles as you remove the collar, rubbing your hand against the slightly red irritated skin.

"I hope you don't bruise!" You say worriedly. Lifting yourself up on your arm and leaning over him to get a better look.

Billy chuckles and looks up at you, resting his hand on your cheek.

"I hope I do. A bruise necklace from you? Now that's a beautiful gift."

He pulls you back against him, your head on his chest hearing his heartbeat in your ears. Little does he know that to you.

This is the most beautiful gift.

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[wc-rarepairs]

ohmygod this blog is just amazing! thank you for doing a post about WoodWhistle!!! (I'm the one running daily whis btw, just so you're not confused about this rando gushing about the two WindClan sillies)

rarepairs are truly a thing I adore too (I love random yuri and will never stop creating random ships), but I'll try to not request too much, but could you maybe do a little post about sedgewhisker x petalfur? They've even got canon interactions lol, in The Fourth Apprentice's Beaver Quest. I just like both of these girls and thus decided to get them together.

(tysm! I'm so glad you liked my post about WoodWhistle, I too love those sillies <3 also sorry for not posting this earlier!!!!!!!!!! I was SUPER busy with moving to a new house and school :p)

(also sorry if this is a LONG one!!)

#2: Petalfur x Sedgewhisker

So, Petal and Sedge were very hostile towards each other before the journey. Sedgewhisker especially. They've hated each other since first meeting when they were both on a border patrol.

So imagine their surprise when they meet with the others chosen to be on the journey... and see each other just standing awkwardly among the others.

Sedgewhisker was not happy.

But they continued on regardless, they had no time for petty squabbles and such, after all!

anyways, in the middle of the night, while the others were asleep, Sedgewhisker sits down and looks up at the moon. She cannot handle what was going on in WindClan after the reveal in the gathering. All her clanmates can only ever talk about Crowfeather, Nightcloud, Leafpool....

She jumps, Petalfur had woken up and had left the makeshift den. Sedgewhisker narrows her eyes, she didn't have time to argue with the molly right now.

But instead... Petalfur joins her, sitting down beside her.

Sedgewhisker suddenly feels awkward. She didn't expect that to happen.

Petalfur reluctantly asks how Sedgewhisker was doing in WindClan, and Sedge answers with, of course, a lie.

"Are you sure?" Petalfur replies. "I thought that after that whole... Thing... back at the gathering, things would be awkward.

Sedgewhisker sighs, whipping her head to look at Petalfur. "Why do you suddenly care?"

Petalfur looks taken aback. "I...I want to put this petty rivalry behind us." She confesses. "I don't want to argue, or cause a spat." Her eyes light up as the moonlight illuminates her pelt, "how 'bout a truce?"

So after she accepts, in the morning they start talking more during the journey. They considered themselves acquaintances for the whole journey!

So timeskip; after the whole Rippletail fiasco, Petalfur is distant and sad. Sedgewhisker tries to talk with her, but Petalfur either only replies with a nod, a shake of her head, or doesn't respond at all.

When they return, everyone bids a farewell. They leave, going back to their territories, except for Sedgewhisker and Petalfur.

Sedgewhisker asks if she could walk her friend home, and Petalfur reluctantly declines. Sedgewhisker is... sort of hurt, but she understands. Her friend needs time to grieve, after all.... But Petalfur asks if they could meet up at the next gathering (if she was ever chosen to go), and Sedgewhisker tells her she would see her there.

So they meet up at the gathering, and they keep meeting up after that. It got so bad to the point of them sneaking out just so they could be with their friend.

Sedgewhisker is the first one to confess, but it was just in the middle of one of her long rambles. She quickly shuts up once she realizes what she did, and her mind spirals into a state of panic. She cannot look at Petal anymore, she felt so embarrassed and horrified.

So... she runs away, back to her camp. She can't disobey the code, she can't be around Petalfur anymore.

(Timeskip) during the next gathering, Sedgewhisker notices Petalfur & Dovepaw chattering and talking.

Sedgewhisker felt so angry, embarrased, and horrified when Petalfur called her over, & she was angry at Dovepaw for sneaking into WC territory... so she turns away, padding over to her clanmates that were huddled around the corner of the island.

When Sedgewhisker reluctantly turned to look back at Petalfur, she felt a pang of guilt and sadness when the molly looked hurt. But she didn't apologize. She just hesitantly turned back to share tongues with some of her friends.

After that whole ordeal, Petalfur & Sedgewhisker avoided each other. They didn't want to be around the other anymore. Petalfur tried to make herself distracted by hanging out with her friend Mallownose, but she just couldn't stop thinking about Sedgewhisker... Petalfur wanted to tell her that she loved her too, but how could she if they were avoiding each other?

(Another timeskip (Like... inbetween NW and SOtM) Sedgewhisker couldn't hold it in anymore, so in the next gathering, she apologizes to Petalfur.

Petalfur forgives her, and asked her if she really meant it when she confessed that she loved her in that way.

Sedgewhisker admits that she does, trying to apologize again for that, but instead of Petalfur getting mad at her---she confesses back!

So they talk more often and meet up a lot. They loved spending time together, especially when they were gfs!!

But during AVoS... Tragedy struck. Petalfur was killed by one of Darktail's followers, & when Sedgewhisker hears about the news, she let out a loud cry of anguish and grief, running away from the island.

She didn't care if she caused a scene. She didn't care if she was trespassing clan territory; she just wanted to see Petalfur one... last... time...

Sedgewhisker stops at her grave, which was for some reason located somewhere in ThunderClan territory.

She recognized her scent. The scent of fresh-water & daisies. She let out a sob, sitting by Petalfur's grave.

She was punished for trespassing and causing a scene, but she didn't care. She didn't care about any of that. She just wanted to see Petalfur back.

It took two arcs (AVoS and TBC) to make her move on from her lovers' death, but she was doing fine during ASC. She still misses Petalfur, but she knows that Petal wouldn't want her to grieve and hurt herself forever.

Headcannons

Petalfur occasionally gives Sedgewhisker beautiful gifts (e.g. Shells, Fish, Scales, etc.)

Sedgewhisker sometimes races with Petalfur

Petalfur taught her how to swim & hunt fish :)

Sedgewhisker secretly left her own flower on Petal's grave, disguising it with RiverClan scent to make it seem like one of their cats left it there

Not exactly a headcannon but Sedgewhisker and Emberfoot aren't mates in this AU!! They are just friends (the same kinda goes for Petalfur?? Except Mallownose actually had a crush on her)

Sedgewhisker and Petalfur occasionally tease each other about their rivalry

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

Hi this is my first time making a request so I’m a little nervous but could you make a Jake + Neytiri + female ox where they tell her they want her to be their mate also please include smut

Gift from Eywa

Pairing- Jake x reader x Neytiri

Summary- Neytiri and Jake take you out to the tree of souls to tell you something they have felt for a while.

Warnings- threesome, kissing, eating out, p in v, a lil overstimulation, lmk if I missed something

It was no secret that Neytiri and Jake felt a pull towards you like Eywa herself made you just for them. Neytiri said that you are a gift from Eywa, another mate. And Jake had no idea what that meant but it was true that he wanted to mate with you, and Neytiri to make both of you his. And as much as he wanted it Neytiri wanted it even more. But little did they know you felt this as well, but never wanted to except it not wanting to ruin the perfect mates. So when Neytiri invited you to the Tree of Souls why would you decline.

You stepped all the way on the Tree with a little help from Jake. After a while you decided to speak due to the awkward silence between you three and their staring. "It is quite beautiful especially at night." You say turning your back at the two as you reach out to touch a fluorescent leave that poked out. Pulling the two from their thoughts with your sweet voice Jake spoke.

"Yes it is quite," he goes to say as he looks you up and down. "Beautiful." He finishes. "Y/N we have asked you here to tell you something." Neytiri says bluntly wanting to get this done in case you reject them.

Turning around swiftly to look at the couple they stare into your soul making you avert your eyes. Looking up at them there gaze had not changed, "What is it you wish to tell me." You ask flickering your eyes between the two imitated by the look they had on their faces.

Both stepped closer in sync as if on cue. Now they were closer than ever, feeling the heat raiding off of them, body becoming hotter than before and checks glowing a little bit more. Neytiri lifts your chin making you look at them directly. "We feel this pull toward you and we care deeply for you." Jake starts, "And we would like to know if you would want to be our mate?" Neytiri finished. Giving you a few minutes to adjust to the things you were just told.

You felt a little bit dumbfounded, but happy at the same time. The two had a serious look on their face but soon turned confused as they see you crack a smile. Throwing your arms around the two making their body stiffen. "I feel the same the exact same." You say to them and with that their body's relax and embrace you.

Pulling from the hug there was something different in their eyes, pupils blown more than usual something primal. Neytiri captured your lips with your hands gripping your hips. Jake reached down to your neck finding your sweet spot kissing and sucking on it. Knees buckled from the sudden outburst from the two. Neytiri pulled from the kiss.

You opened your eyes seeing Neytiri sweet smile on her face, and Jake devilish smirk as usual. "Ma Y/N we are ready if you are." Neytiri announced.

Not giving a second thought to it you spoke, "Yes." Coming out more as a whimper than words. The two looked at you at your body it was obvious you were needy, for them.

You three sat on the mossy ground beneath you Neytiri grabs hers and Jake's que you pull yours she slowly connects hers and Jake's. You watch as the males eyes flutter a little. Neytiri pulled yours closer. All paying attention to this, the big moment where you become theirs. Your que reaches them nerves stretching to meet them. Breath hitching at this new feeling. Sure you have connected with the Tree of Souls but this, this was different, intimate.

Neytiri guided you onto your back, shifting herself between your legs spreading them for her. She kisses you gently before going down, kissing you wherever she could, your jaw, your neck, your breast, your stomach, and she reached where you needed her the most. She pressed her fingers onto your gentle skin guiding them to the sides of your loincloth undoing the ties before pulling it off.

She holds it up smiling at the dam place that your arousal that had made. "Look how excited she is Ma Jake." She says to the male who had watched the whole thing. Turning your head from the pair in embarrassment. Jake grabs your chin, "Watch." He instructs nodding your head you watch as the woman dives between your thighs and attaching her mouth to your oh so needy cunt.

Mouth forming an 'O' from this new sensation moans and curses fall from your mouth, your eyes never left Neytiri as she ate you out as if you were her last meal. Jake watched this growing harder by the minute and soon Neytiri wiggled her hips inviting Jake in. He crawled behind the woman and pulled her loin cloth off before dragging his finger over her cunt making her moan onto your clit, sending vibrations through out you.

He guided his dick to Neytiri's entrance before slamming into her making her pull her mouth from you and whine, "Easy girl." He said running her ass before she brought her thumb to your puffy clit and rubbing it as she brings her tongue down and began fucking your entrance, her tongue was longer than you expected. You watched as Jake fucked Neytiri he spat out a few groans, hands gripping onto her his and his eyes glued to you.

It wasn't long till you came, they watched as your muscles in your lower abdomen tightened, the way you grabbed at the ground as if you tried to hold back from pulling her hair, the way you teeth clenched from the overwhelming sense of pleasure overtaking your body. But even with that she didn't let up, she continued to suck and rub on your clit. Trying to pull away but her deathlike grip held you in place, your thighs quivered from the feeling of pain and pleasure.

"It's to m-much." You cry out tears coming out of your eyes it wasn't long until you came a second time. "It's okay you can't take it, come on cum for her." Jake said before he took one more hard thrust into Neytiri making her cry out and onto you. Neytiri pulled from you and you watched her as she came on Jake's dick, eyes rolling in the back of her head, nails digging into your skin, Jake's name on her tongue. After a while Jake came humping Neytiri as he settles down.

He pulls out of her, laying on the ground next to you Neytiri seemed like the only one with enough energy to disconnect your ques. Then she laid next to you opposite side from Jake. "Our gift from Eywa." Was all she said before they kissed each side of your head.

[valriety]

SDV: Bachelor Baking HCs <3

Post Type: SFW, Fluff, Platonic/Romantic x Reader, Mentions of Family in Alex and Shane.

Characters: Sam, Elliot, Harvey, Alex, Shane, and Sebastian.

GN Reader (You/Yours) - slight baker!reader.

The first installment of my baking headcanons for the romance-ables! Assumes a baker!reader, but you can also just read these as general headcanons. Enjoy!

'SDV: Bacherlorette Baking HCs <3' can be found here.

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Sam:

Lowkey probably has never even baked before. Just never had any interest in it. He really likes eating baked goods though! Especially the sweet stuff - total sweet tooth. Penny probably shares what she bakes for him sometimes.

He helps out sometimes in the kitchen at home, but nothing crazy. 

If you like baking, and you invite him to come join, he is so down. He's not the best at it, and you'll need to guide him through a lot of the process, but he is so eager about it. Will request that you bake specific things together depending on what he's craving.

If he has a crush on you, he'll become more bold about his recipe requests, and will try to intitiate baking hangouts more often. The entire time he'll be sneaking glances at you with this cute slight blush on his face :)

He is no stranger to pretending to not know how to do something so you'll come over and help him too <3

If things get more serious, i can see him getting more into it, but it'll always be more your thing, and while he does get better, his skills are still pretty average. Your number one supporter though, brags about you and what you baked all the time.

Would love if you made pizza from scratch one night.

Overall Baking Skill: 2.5/5 - Please bake for this guy.

Harvey:

Actual closet baker. Has a cute apron and matching utensils. Wears it all the time.

He actually really enjoys baking, just not really the sweet stuff, instead he's really good at baking bread! He'll make it all from scratch, and even has a few starters setup - uses it for his lunches. Awkward whenever he tries to gift one of his loaves.

If you ever ask to bake with him, he'd accept, but only if you're at least good friends by this point. And he'd be a little hesitant about it too. Might pretend like he needs your direction at first, but he's pretty obvious, and you'll work out pretty quickly that he absolutely knows what he's doing.

If he has a crush on you, and you get past that initial shyness, will invite you to bake with him all the time. He's pretty dependable too! If there's anything you're unsure about, he'd be willing to teach you. May even put on the apron for you <3

If you're in a romantic relationship, will bake things for you all the time. Totally the type to put pretty designs into the bread as well, using herbs and wildflowers to experiment with flavour and color.

Overall Baking Skill: 5/5! Total kitchen wizard.

Elliot:

Another one to not really be seen baking unless someone invites him to do it. Except unlike Alex, who can make do, he's terrible at it. It's just not one of his fortes! He can cook... to an extent.... but his baking is on a whole 'nother level.

He does really enjoy it though, just... mostly aesthetically? The process of creating something from scratch, assembling the ingredients, kneading them together, and watching them become something beautiful - it's all very soothing to him. Loves the smell too.

Regardless of if you're in a platonic or romantic relationship, he would never decline an invitation to come bake with you. Though he would definitely stay on the sidelines, prefering to instead keep you company and hand you what you ask for. Forages with Leah sometimes, so may have some fresh ingredients on hand too!

Will send you recipes that remind him of you in the mail and include a short handwritten poem with every one <3

If he has a crush on you, or if you are in a romantic relationship with him, you might notice him making every excuse on earth to spend more time with you in the kitchen. And he'll do everything he can to help out too! Passing you tools, giving you praise, cleaning up after you, brushing the flour from your cheek... he's so sweet about it. 

Will offer to feed you, and never fails to have the biggest grin on his face when you agree :,)

Also I feel like he'd really like pumpkin pie? 

Overall Baking Skill: 0/5. Recipe for disaster.

Alex:

When he's not out training, or hanging with friends, Alex would definitely enjoy baking with Evelyn from time to time. He's a bit messy with the technique, and requires a lot of direction, but he really enjoys the process, and is fond of the bond created during.

He especially loves his grandmother's cookies, and will sometimes request flavours he's craving.

He doesn't bake frequently though, and he definitely doesn't attempt it often alone. Even when he follows a recipe, or tries to recall how his grandmother did it, he just can't get it right. So he usually prefers helping, it's the bonding he cares more about anyways.

If you enjoy baking, and you ask him to bake with you, he might be a little reluctant at first, worried that he'll mess up or won't be helpful. But be patient and keep asking! Once he sees that you're excited about it, he'll give it a go, so long as it's something simple :)

So flustered if he has a crush on you. When you try to feed him one, his cool exterior completely crumbles, cheeks flushing and unable to make eye contact. 

If you guys move past friendship, and onto a romantic relationship baking dates may actually become more frequent! Acts of services is definitely a love language of his, so if baking was something you enjoyed, he'd try his best to become helpful to you, even going as far to trying a few recipes out alone for you try <3

Would absolutely invite you to come help bake with Evelyn.

Overall Baking Skill: 3/5. Doing the best he can.

Shane:

Listen, he CAN bake, he's actually not too bad at it even, he just never does. Honestly Shane never enjoyed cooking, he'd much prefer microwave meals, or grabbing a feed from the saloon. He just doesn't like it. In fact, the only reason he's any good at it at all is because of Jas.

Shane struggles a bit with Jas. He worries alot that he's not present enough for her, or that he can't be the father figure she needs, so every now and again he'll try to put in a little extra effort, just to show her he cares.

The first time he tried baking was for one of Jas' birthdays. It was a simple cake, something easy for his first time, but he had a lot of trouble following the recipe, and the kitchen was a mess after it. He almost swore never to do it again. But seeing her reaction made it all worth it. So if he does bake, it'll be with Jas.

Occasionally, he'll participate in a tea party with her too :,)

Honestly, if you wanted to bake with him, I don't see him doing it? At least not for a long time, and not until you were really good friends. If you do manage to rope him into it, he's more inclined to keep you company or pass you things, but will carry out tasks you ask him to do. 

If he has a crush on you, he may very subtly hint towards certain recipes he'd like to try. And if you invite him to make these recipes with you, he'll probably ask if you'd like to share a drink with him as well, so he has something to blame his blush on lol <3

If things get a bit more serious, I'd also see him roping you into baking with him and Jas - smile on his face the entire time.

Overall Baking Skill: 2/5. Pretty average, pretty messy.

Sebastian:

Local basement dweller probably does not bake. Probably pretty impartial to sweet things as well, I reckon he's more of a savory guy. He's just not really interested in it, seeing more value in doing other things. Nothing wrong with it. 

No one in his immediate friend group really does it all that much either, so he's also just never been roped into it.

If you liked baking, and you ever decided to invite him along for the ride, he'd actually be down for it. It's not his thing, but it's yours, and if it'd make you happy to spend time with him like that, he sees no reason to say no. Just... make sure to guide him along and give him tasks, otherwise he's completely lost :,)

If he has a crush on you, I could see him taking interest in your favourites - shyly requesting to cook those together next time. He'd try to appear nonchalant about the final product, but inside he's actually pretty happy he did it, especially after seeing your reaction. He's honestly inclined to do it again.

And if you guys do end up getting more serious, and he keeps up with baking together with you, he may actually even end up getting pretty good at it. Even going so far as to learn a few recipes by himself - like your favourites, or some bread for whenever you have pumpkin soup for dinner <3

Overall Baking Score: 3.5/5. A true skill leveler.

A/N: And that's all! Lemme know if you liked these, or if you'd like something similar :)

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[sabinanotfound]

SFW Alphabet (george x reader)

pairing: George x reader

cw: none

a/n: this was requested by a lovely anon :) enjoy <3 (1k words)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

George cares for you very much. He asks if you ate and if you didn’t, he cooks you a nice homecooked meal. If you had a bad day, he always finds a way to cheer you up. He has this almost motherly affection you adore. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He is the friend that agrees to do anything just to spend time together. Bowling? Okay. Trying new recipes? Sure! Going skydiving? That’s where he might decline you hahah

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He does. He likes to be held, to be hugged. He loves when you play with his hair or when you hug him from behind hehe. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Eventually, yes. But it takes time, of course because it’s not a one-minute decision. He is neat but not neat, good at cooking some meals and bad at cooking some others. He is the goldilocks type. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be awkward and would hate to make you sad. Tries to act emotionless to end it as soon as possible. Would hate seeing you cry

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

100% committed. He will not rush into marriage but have a stable and nice relationship. Eventually, when both of you discuss it and are sure of settling down, he’d say the words (rather shyly hehe)

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Very gentle. When he hugs you feel like a china doll hahah

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Yes, he loves themmm he will shyly hug you all the time but he wouldn’t do it in public. He doesn’t like PDA

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes time. He doesn’t want it to be just words so he mulls it over quite a bit before saying it

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He isn’t jealous. He is chill with everything and he trusts you very much. He knows you have guy friends as he does have girlfriends and neither of you can just ditch them. Trust is everything in your relationship. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Shy kisses. He usually isn’t the one initiating them (he still likes it though teehee), he likes to be kissed on the forehead, because they are always filled with love. Loves giving you cheek kisses :3

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He is kind of lost, because he doesn’t really know what to do but loosens up later and ends up becoming best friends with the kids (they have the same interests anyways pfft)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

I think he is an early riser, so the two of you would cook breakfast together while listening to calm music. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

You love reading together before bed. You light a few candles (vanilla scented, of course) and let the silence engulf you as you read page after page together :))))

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He would slowly reveal things about himself, starting from the most generic ones and then going into more personal things. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is difficult to make angry. When he does though, he’s not angry, he’s distant and quiet. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He would remember the important things but he would sometimes forget about what you told him to buy on his way home. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When you went to an arcade late at night and played games for 3 hours straight. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is somewhat in the middle. He would obviously get overprotective if someone catcalled you on the streets but if there is a spider on your desk, he cannot help you with that hahahaah

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He would try his best to give you the best gift, organize the best birthday party (often gets help and advice from friends but still), and not forget to vacuum the floors 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He never empties his pockets when he throws something in the laundry. Once your washing machine broke because a metal coin from George’s pocket got stuck in it. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He literally doesn’t care (y'all saw the way he dresses) but still looks fine asf 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes he’d be like a lost puppy. If you went away for a week or so he’d text you every couple of minutes saying he misses you (wholesome boi)

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

George once burned the microwave because he tried to make a mug cake. 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He would hate if you were to walk around in the house in outdoor clothes. Hygiene first babies. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He can sleep for 2 days straight I’m serious 

[railroad-migraine]

if you're currently up for requests could I ask for Orym with either a s/o or crush reader who's tall and when they see their sweet, tiny love getting the shit beat out of him n battle just, pick him up and would hold him so he's safe?

like,

Orym, 3'3", a real trooper with no self-preservation, coughing up blood: "I'm fine, I can fight"

Reader, picking him up like a bag of potato chips to clutch to their chest: "Don't worry honey I've got you!!"

being small has never been so painful or nice for this polite man.

If I had the opportunity, I'd pick up and never let go of that precious halfling. He must be protected at all costs. I love different height dynamics <3

~ Poet

Tall!S/O aka. Height Difference

Orym

Orym is graceful. Not only is his demeanour accommodating, empathetic, and genuine, he's an experienced fighter that values precision and speed over brash violence (can we get an f in the chat for the door that Ashton destroyed).

He is cool and calculated in fights, his attacks striking true and shield deflecting blows with ease. However, he does get into the habit of taking on more enemies than he is capable of on his own. He often finds himself outnumbered and outmatched because his goal in this battle is to keep you and the others safe.

Well, short boi

Your darling partner is NOT gonna vibe with that

When Orym catches a glimpse of you racing towards him in the middle of a fight after he's declined your offer of backup, he's initially more concerned that you might trip or get caught in the crossfire. He wipes away a trickle of blood on his face, smearing it into his skin, but his thoughts are ripped from him as you tug on his breastplate and move him out of the way of an incoming attack.

He's winded, caught off guard, and about to take a defensive stance in front of you, but you again surprise him. You easily sweep him off his feet and distance yourselves from the enemies. You have your halfling boyfriend who's decked in armour and weapons tucked into your chest as if he was a child. He has no words, his mouth parted in surprise.

From his point of view, time slows as he's held in your arms. Ashton starts cackling to himself while charging into the fray. Imogen's eyes shine bright with intense power. Fearne is coaxing Little Mister into fighting the enemy that attacked Orym.

And eventually the fighter manages to crane his head to look up at you, finding a firm yet determined expression on your face. You quickly glance down and adjust him in your hold, the frenzy of battle blurring behind you. You say something ("You okay, hon?") , but his hearing has become muffled and he's perceiving everything as if it's covered with a fish eye lense.

And he's only focussed on you.

You'll later try convince him that he was overwhelmed in the moment and dehydrated from fighting, but he'll ignore you and simply continue to look at you as if you hung the stars in the sky. You were heroic, and brave, and beautiful. Contrary to the party's teasing, he wasn't embarrassed at all that you'd picked him up. He had felt... Safe. Cared for

Short boyfriend likes when you ruffle his hair or place a comforting hand on his shoulder during day to day activities. Has a soft spot for when you guys are seated in a tavern for the evening, exhausted but happy when you lean into him and prop your chin on his shoulder or the top of his head.

He's secretly weak for the height difference. While it can be awkward at times, his heart just blooms with affection as he tugs you down to his level, and you gently cup his face with your hands while he presses a kiss so full of longing and trust to your mouth. His grip on you tightens ever so slightly, lost in the moment and not wanting to let go.

Don't imagine him leaning up on his T i p p y. T o e s.

He wants to fight at the front in order to keep you safe, but when you manage to pull an absurd stunt like that so effortlessly, he knows you'll protect him too.

[mod-kyoko]

OMG THE REQUEST YOU DID FOR ME WAS ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS💗💞💗💞💖Like I died of amazingness 😂😍💗 I think you have already done this request so I changed it up a little bit so if you don't mind, can I request for kokichi, kiibo, Kaito, Miu and kirumi (can someone stop my obsession with kokichi and kiibo😂) with fem! S/o who was on their p*riods and accidentally stained her pants and did not know about it,and they just so happen to pass by and notice s/o. Again have a great day🤗

mod kyoko here!

hehehe i like this request. thanks for sending it in, here you go:

tw/cw: mentions of m/nstruation, bl0od, suggestive themes (you know miu)

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kokichi, kaito, kiibo, miu, and kirumi reacting to their (fem)s/o staining their pants

you know this man would be a tease about it

kokichi was on his way to go cause his usual mischief when he noticed you

he wanted you to join in, so he skipped over to you

then he noticed

"hey, s/o, what happened down there?"

he would be looking

you were utterly surprised at his comment and sudden appearance, but you looked down anyway and noticed the red bl00dstain on your crotch

you immediately yelped, covering it with your hands as your face began to heat up

he chuckled at your expense, but when he noticed the tears of embarrassment that started pooling in your eyes, he felt regret inside

he grabbed you by the shoulders and led you back to your dorm, careful to avoid being seen, so you could change

he stayed waited for you outside as you changed in the bathroom

once you came out, he noticed you still looked angry

he frowned, walking over to you

"s/o?"

you met his eyes, an unhappy expression displayed on your face

"hey, i'm sorry for teasing... please don't be mad at me," his lip started to tremble

yoy knew what was coming next, so you took him into your arms

even if his tears weren't genuine, his words were

"i forgive you, ouma."

he will immediately cheer up, and then ask you if you want to participate in his next prank

he'll forget all about what happened

kaito invited you to his workout session with maki and shuichi

you hadn't really felt well that day, so you thought maybe exercise would help

once you got there, you noticed you were being stared at

well, shuichi was doing the staring

maki actually made sure not to make you feel awkward, since she knew your pain

maki was about to discreetly notify you of your stain when kaito showed up, late

you turned around and walked over to him for a hug, and that's when he noticed

"uh, s/o, haha, um... take my jacket! you seem cold," he stutters, quickly removing his jacket and tossing it over to you

you caught the jacket with confusion

"i'm not cold," you stated

"trust me, yeah you are," he then grabbed you and led you over behind a tree

"babe, look down," he gestured downward

oh, so that's what he meant

"oh god," your ears immediately started burning from embarrassment

"you need to change, come on," he said, steering you toward the dorms

once you were finally in a clean pair of clothes, he put his fists together

"now let's go, no slacking!"

the two of you returned to the workout area

you were nervous, since maki and shuichi already saw your soiled pants, what if they said something about it?

kaito promised you he would beat em up

(he wouldn't, really, he is too chicken to do that)

you had a date with kiibo that day, so you wore a nice outfit

you were on your way to the dining hall when he saw you

when kiibo noticed your stain, he genuinely thought you were injured

he quickly rushed over and examined you from head to toe

"kiibo, honey, what are you doing?" you asked him as he frantically searched you for signs of injury

"bl00d! you're bleeding! did you get hurt?"

your eyes widened as you noticed a very visible stain on your pants

"kiibo, there's nothing wrong with me. come on, i'll explain what's going on"

after leading him to your dorm and changing into a more comfortable outfit, the two of you sat down on your bed together

you explained to him that girls bl33d from down there every month, and that it's natural

he was embarrassed at his freakout

"ah, i should have known that" he tried to laugh it off

he seemed uncomfortable, so you tried to cheer him up

"well, if you didn't tell me, i probably wouldn't have noticed. that would be super embarrassing! you're a lifesaver, kiibo," you reassured him

after that, he was happier and felt more assured

the two of you still went on your date, having lunch together outside in the wonderful weather

miu was looking for you to be a guinea pig for one of her newest inventions when she saw you wandering around the courtyard

she was about to call your name when she noticed a red blotch in your no-no square

she immediately sprinted towards you

"eh, babe? you got a little somethin down in your lady bits, if you know what i mean," she laughed awkwardly

your eyes widened in horror as you realized what she meant

"hey, it's okay! just wait on that bench and i'll go grab a jacket for ya!" she sat you down on a bench, and then dashed away to get something to cover you with

once she came back, she helped you tie the jacket around your waist to hide the stain

"hahaha! aren't you glad to have such an awesome girlfriend like me!" with her hands on her hips, she cackled with conceit

"yeah, thanks babe," you blushed, staring at the ground

this only fueled her ego

"come on, let's get you changed."

with that, she led you to the dorms so you could change

you had to shove her out of the bathroom so she wouldn't get any ideas

even though she whined about it

once you came out, she gave you a thumbs up

"lookin good, babe! now come on, you have to try out my latest contraption!"

then, she grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you to her lab

kirumi had no time to spare for a date with you, as the others had bombarded her with their unwanted chores, so you decided to help lighten her load

you had just reported for work when she noticed

"oh, dear, you have a stain. would you like me to bring you a new set of clothing?" she was pretty straightforward about it

you thought she meant a food or drink stain, but when you looked down you realized she meant something else

"oh no oh no," you tried to cover yourself, turning away from your girlfriend

she walked over to you calmly

"it's only natural for this to happen, you do not need to be embarrassed," she put her hand on your shoulder

her words and her presence were oddly calming

"um, if you wouldn't mind, could you please bring me some clothes?" you uttered nervously

she nodded, and then immediately went off to find some

once she came back, she guided you to a nearby bathroom to take care of your business

she even offered to help you get dressed

after you changed and freshened up, she asked you if she could do anything to ease your nerves

"it's okay, babe, i know you have a lot of other work to do," you politely declined her offer, and she nodded

the two of you then returned to work, completing the load of tasks everyone dumped on you

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aww, i've never written for kirumi before. it was really fun though, i love her.

anyway, thanks for the request! i'm glad i could make you satisfied the first time, hopefully you are again.

have a great day,

-mod kyoko <3

[rieson]

@sanjis-simp submitted; Hi! Can I get a matchup for One Piece if you’re still open for them? Please and thank you! I’m 5’5 and am a plus size girl. Super pale with dyed black hair with straight bangs and hair to my shoulders. Personality wise I’m an infp or 6w5. I I’ve been told I’m kind but I’m also very opinionated especially about civil rights, politics, and how people are treated so I can come off bitchy to some people. I do curse a lot and will absolutely obsess over something until I learn all I can or until I get bored of it. I’m a big homebody never really go to parties or anything like that. I’d rather stay home and watch tv or read. Thanks again!

hello ! thank you so much for requesting love, i match you up with . . .

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Donquixote Rosinante / Corazon !

Now, let me start with the usual height difference between you both; I'm sorry but you look like a dwarf standing next to your 293 cm boyfriend.

Like, an absolute DWARF. (Why is he so tall god dammit)

It's embarrassing but, he first met you when he stumbled down the stairs trying to deliver paperwork to Sengoku's office ─ you were coincidentally trying to go up the stairs so Rosinante ended up kissing your shoes.

If one were to ask 10 year old Rosinante where he would see himself 10 years in the future, the answer was probably going to be something he always wanted to do; "helping people" and NOT tripping down the stairs ─ face planting and possibly kissing someone's shoes right now.

"A-Am i dead..? Am i in heaven?" He mumbled groggily, looking up to see a blurry pale figure with dark hair, "Are you an angel...? P-Pretty ...Pretty angel" The words seemed to slip out of his mouth unconsciously, but it still made you blush.

You cleared your throat, blush still visibly apparent in your cheeks, and you handed out a hand for the stranger to take, "Are you okay? Here get up"

The stranger seemed to snap out of whatever daze they were in, finally processing what just happened.

His lips pursing, he stared at your hand ─ and stared at you ─ and back at your hand ─ and then back at you; you stare at him back.

His face visibly flushed, he opened and closed his mouth repeatedly; before deciding to close it and avert his gaze to the floor that seems oh so interesting now.

"I..Uh....Are you gonna get up? You looked like you were in a hurry" You spoke out; voice so gentle yet it was clear that you held alot of confidence.

The stranger finally deciding that the floor wasn't interesting after all, looked up at you with soft hazel brown eyes, and accepted your hand.

You pulled him up; startling him as if he didn't expect to get pulled up, and he stumbled yet again ─ but this time, he was stumbling forward.

Towards you.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his torso, stopping him from falling down again and possibly bringing you down with him.

To others, it looked like sexual harassment but honestly, the stranger just seems to be really clumsy.

Your whole body was dwarfed by his unusually tall, freaky height, making it a challenge to keep him stable but you did it anyways.

"Whoa! You okay?" A chuckle escapes your lips, "You're really clumsy"

The man flushes at your comment and nods hastily, and stands up as you unwrap your arms in his torso.

You got a good look at the man, he was tall. Like TALL tall, perhaps even more than 250 cm? You couldn't tell.

The man wore a white, short-sleeved shirt emblazoned with the Marine emblem; a simplified gull with the word "MARINE" underneath it, on the back; a blue neckerchief; dark blue trousers and above his shoulders wore a coat, "Justice" on the back. He wore the coat like it tends to be worn like a cape, draped over the shoulders with the arms not in the sleeves; indicating that he was indeed, an ensign.

His unruly blond hair seemed to go towards every direction, making it (if not) tangled.

The man finally spoke out, "Y-Yeah sorry about that.." his voice was a bit deep and husky.

"It's fine, you looked like you were in a rush" You answered kindly, crouching to gather his scattered papers he dropped.

He seemed to notice this and started to panick; arms flailing around.

"W-Wait! It's okay I can pick it up!" He sheepishly spoke out, finally taking a look at you and panicking more as he saw that you were a Rear-Admiral.

"No, No it's fine." As he was about to stop you, you were already done gathering the scattered papers, handing it to him with a smile.

"You're in a rush, aren't you? I understand, i also tend to get a bit clumsy and panicky when i wasnt in time." You chuckled.

"Y-Yeah! Thank you ...once again" He took the papers from you, and bowed.

"It's no problem! Please don't bow to me it's a bit awkward haha.." You nervously trail off.

"I- IM very sorry! I didn't mean to- I mean- I-"

"It's fine, it's fine ! You're going to Sengoku's office right ? Better be fast then" You gave him a wink.

The man blushes, "R-Right! My name's Rosinante ma'am" He gives you a shy smile.

You gave a smile back, "Chanae."

And that's practically how you two met; cliche yikes but it's fine !!!1!#!

You both kept accidentally crossing each-others paths and decided to atleast be friends because it was starting to get awkward with the short "hi's" and "how are you's"

As you got closer to Rosi, you found out that he was indeed, an extremely clumsy dork.

Its pretty comical actually, despite you hating the amount of bruises he gets from his clumsiness.

Rosinante grew up and up the ranks; finally reaching the marine commander rank.

While you, only going up to Vice-admiral, just like garp.

You've been offered the title 'Admiral' quite often but you declined, not wanting such a heavy title to be put on your shoulder.

Rosinante was disappointed to say the least but he was supportive with your decision.

Over the past few years of doing missions with you, Rosinante gained a not so small crush on you.

Scratch that, he mf loved you.

He wanted to confess how he felt to you; even if you dont return the feeling back ─ he can relax knowing he's confessed already.

Hence, that's why he's outside of your office, bouquet in hand, as he thinks of a thousand scenarios that would happen when he knocked the door to your office.

Taking a deep breath, Rosi finally gathers enough courage to knock on your door.

And so he did.

Knock.

Knock.

A door creaking could be heard, your head peeked out of the door, face visibly displaying confusion.

"Uh- Hello Chan!"

"Rosi..? What are you doing?" You narrowed your eyes at the suspiciously acting 9 foot tall man.

"Uh..I....I wanted to tell you that I like you!- I-Uh- M-More as a friend..And i was hoping if I could take you out on a d-date...?" He trails off softly, his gaze glued on the floor, face flushed.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, flushing lightly before shrugging, your mouth forming a smile unsconiously "Sure!"

You both took the relationship slowly; not wanting to rush and make one another uncomfortable.

You and Rosi has alot of things in common; including civil rights.

Rosinante was raised to not be like other celestial dragons; he was truly kind.

And you wanted to make sure people were treated how you think is right.

You both hate celestial dragons; you more than Rosi.

Often, when someone gets offended by you cursing your mouth off, Rosi will usually be the one who will apologize profusely while you continue throwing profanities at the celestials.

Rosi also admired your hunger in knowledge; he knows a bit but he isn't as extreme as you.

Rosi HAS to drags you to sleep sometimes otherwise, you'll loose your sleep because you were focusing on learning too much.

Rosi doesn't like to go on alot of parties either, he instead just likes to be alone with you; either cuddling you or watching you read with a lovestruck gaze.

He absolutely loves the fact that you're plus size! He doesn't care what other people thinks, it makes you supper huggable and Rosi loves it.

Likes to shower you with kisses everywhere. Literally, everywhere !!

He can and will send death glares at disrespectful men that keeps checking you out; you don't need to worry about creepy men from now on. (Rosi drinks his respect women juice !! )

Both marines, you don't have much freetime so Rosi usually buys a dozen of books to give you whenever he sees one that he thinks you'll like; it's his way to remind you that he loves you and also because he loves the way your eyes shine everytime you learn something new.

If you're both not busy though, he'll take you out on nice picnic dates !!

You tried doing a pottery date but that ended up horribly as he kept accidentally smashing his creations and kept slipping on the clay.

Rosinante absolutely adores you and your flaws; he forever will and no one could ever replace you ─ same goes to you for him.

[ Runups : Sabo )If Rosinante doesn't pair well with you.) ]

i...i think i went too far ?? i'm sorry i just love this dork alot.

sorry if Rosinante isn't the most compatible with you, although this is only my take on who would balance well with you.

note; not proofread ! sorry for any grammatical errors.

[maddiethebull]

Hello there! Can I request #19 from the prompt list with Leviathan? Its possible to be NSFW? Pretty please 💕

18+ Content

Thank you for making a request! also lowkey here, I’ve been dying for someone to leave an ask about levi lmaooo

Leviathan (Obey Me!) - Prompt # 19 - “You’ve changed my entire world.” - NSFW version 

You were drying your hair after taking a shower when the door swung open. 

“Hey, normie, I need to ask you something…” his voice trailed off. 

Levi stood there, his eyes open wide, and looking extremely panicked, he immediately slammed the door shut without a word. Why did he leave so abruptly, you ask? You were buck fuckin naked. 

Levi still had the same shocked expression as he stood outside your room. He was bright red, blushing like a damn spring tomato. In a low whisper, all Levi could get out was, “fuckerino,” and he ran back to his room to take care of a certain problem in his trousers that seeing you naked had catalyzed. 

Meanwhile, you were standing there frozen, you simply kept staring at the door. After a moment, you put down the hairdryer and began freaking out. Out of the sheer embarrassment, you covered your bright red face with your hands, thought seriously about starting anew as a hermit living in a cave, and mumbled your embarrassed thoughts to yourself.

After a bit, you finally calmed yourself down and realized the hermit life was not for you. You finished your hair, got dressed and decided to go to Levi’s room. You were only going to go and ask what he wanted to talk about earlier, after all, you didn’t want the awkwardness to last between you and the brother who you were closest to and it might’ve been best to just put this happening past you. 

You walked up to his room and put your hand on the door knob. You immediately pulled your hand back and covered your face, trying to psych yourself up to see him after what happened. You’d imagined Levi seeing you naked before, we all have thoughts like that about the people we’re attracted too, and, safe to say, it never went down like that. The intrusive thoughts came rushing back, ‘what if he didn’t like what he saw? Why didn’t you lock your door, stupid!! Ungh this feels so weird.’ You sighed, trying to somehow exhale your problems, and removed your hands from your face. Thoughts crept up from the depths of your brain, a scenario where he did like what he saw and it only made your situation worse. You were so nervous to open the door, but you came to a point, ‘it doesn’t matter, MC, if he saw and didn’t like then things are fine, if he saw and liked, I mean, that’s what you want, right?’ The feeling of needing to scream into the void swaggered off and you waggled your hands to release tension and with any confidence you had left, you made your decision. You knew that if you hesitated, you would be there all day, so you swung the door open with more power than needed and guess what you saw. 

It was Levi, on his bed, on his back, with his dick out, practicing a self care of sorts. He immediately shrieked like a little girl and flopped around like a fish out of water as he desperately tried to cover his genitals. Him yelling made you yell and, mirroring the situation earlier, you slammed that door closed. You nearly crumbled to dust from the embarrassment. 

“I-I’m sorry, MC!” Levi said as he frantically put his pants back on. Talking to himself, saying, “No NO NO nO, idiot, why didn’t you lock the door?” “God, I probably look like a perv now, of course I look like a perv now, I was just Stroking the Sausage to MC for fucks sake!” He rustled his hands through his hair, not sure if he even wanted to check that you were outside. Then your voice made its way through the door, 

“I-I’m sorry Levi, I- I didn’t see anything!” Even though you saw e v e r y t h i n g. Worse, you liked it, you really, really liked it. 

You heard some faint swearing and Levi continuing to talk to himself until the door knob clicked and through a thin crack, Levi spoke,

“S-so, um, what- what, uh, did you n-need, MC?”

“I just wanted to see why you came into my room earlier.”

The eye contact was scarce, the both of you being shy people to begin with made it even worse as you both just looked at the floor. 

Without a response, you questioned him further, “you said you wanted to ask me something?”

“Oh, yeah… I- well, I was gonna ask if you wanted to play this new game I got and then I- uh, well, you know.” His hands were tousling with his hair, he felt so awkward. He was nervous for the same reason as you, he wanted you to have liked what you saw. With his low self esteem, though, it seemed an impossible fantasy to him. 

“I-its okay, really.”

“Neato.” 

Right after Levi said that, he mentally punched himself in the face because he knew how lame that response was. 

“S-so did you wanna play that game?” you asked. He let you in (after he cleaned up a bit wink wink) and he opened the package that held the game in it. He fumbled with opening it so you offered your help, but him being the tsundere he is, declined. He sat down on the bed and put the box on the floor in frustration. 

“Listen, MC, I’m really sorry about what happened earlier. I really don’t want things to be awkward between us, I mean, you’re like my second Henry the second.”

“I don’t want things to be weird either,” you said, “and you’re my best friend too.”

A rosy hue crept up to his cheeks. 

He eventually said, 

“You know, even though y-you’re a normie and all…” as he looked to the ground, “you’ve changed my entire world.”

He’d never met anyone like you before, he never met anyone he cared about so much, anyone who could compare to just how cool he thought you were. You didn’t make fun of him for liking anime and manga, you were even interested in it yourself. You were so kind and caring and you reminded him to sleep and drink water, he’d never had that before, he’d never had someone who he loved in a romantic way (other than ruri-chan). He’d always been a shut-in, but now, he had someone to be a shut-in with, and it meant everything to him. He gave you a pensive, gentle look. He looked right into your eyes, the eyes he adored even more than any rare figurine he could get his hands on. 

He continued, “so like, thank you, MC.”

Filled with emotion, you leaned close, breaking an invisible barrier you’d built in your mind, and he followed. Hesitantly, he closed the gap between you and him. His soft lips kissed you gently, but you felt an underlying hunger in the way his hands moved up and down your waist. You pulled from the kiss and whispered in his ear, too shy to say it any louder, 

“D-do you want to, um, keep going? Like this, I mean?” The hand you had on his shoulder squeezed and Levi felt a surge of pleasure all throughout his body. The mood changed from sweet to hot and ready with that short question. 

He let out a sharp exhale, and in a breathy whisper he said, “p-please.”

You brought your lips back to his and he began getting fidgety with his cock twitching in his pants. His hands caressed your body, over your chest, down to your hips. He moved his hand up to your neck, pulling you in so he could kiss you as intensely as he’d always wanted. You swallowed the soft moans escaping from his lips as you let out your own. The countless times he’d imagined this moment and its continuation made him incredibly aroused. Slowly but surely, he got less nervous, and he wanted more of you. One of his hands made itself known on the inside of your upper thigh. You shivered, and he looked to you, wanting to know if this was really what you wanted. You nodded and his hand crept up, massaging your inner thigh before reaching your undies. His breath was hitching as he rubbed your sex. You moaned in little whimpers, driving him crazy with lust. He pulled you in for a kiss as he kept rubbing you. You pushed his hand away and before he could ask why, you began reaching for his pants. He bit his lip as you unbuckled his belt. After you took his belt off, he frantically removed his trousers and got back on the bed. You removed your pants as well and with an impish glance, you sat on his lap and began grinding your sex into his hard on. The grip he had on your thighs tightened. 

“T-that feels really good,” he said as his cock twitched beneath you. He nuzzled his head into your shoulder as moans escaped his lips. He began to kiss your neck, sending a buzz of pleasure throughout you. Your hands went up and down his arms, they were slim, but toned while he put his hand on your hips, rocking you back and forth on top of him. He kissed you haphazardly, he was desperate for more of this feeling, desperate for more of you. At his limit, he pushed you down onto the bed. He took the sight of you in, you were a blushing, panting, horny mess. He gulped and removed his underwear. Before gearing up to have sex with you, he looked at you nervously and said, 

“I’ve never done this before, so, I’m sorry if I- if I don’t make you feel g-good too.”

You brought his face to yours, giving him a peck on the lips and reassuring him by saying, 

“It’s okay, it’s my first time too, actually.” 

You gave him a sweet smile and he mirrored it while saying, 

“I’m happy th-that I get to be your first and that you get to be mine.”

He lined his cock up with your entrance and rubbed the head on it. He was whimpering, he couldn’t believe how good it felt just to do that. He slowly pushed himself into you, inch by inch, making you squirm and moan. He was fully inside of you and began thrusting, with a grunt, he collapsed onto you. He began moving faster, hitting your most sensitive spots as you ran your hands through his hair. He was moaning and grunting into your shoulder.  You tightened around his cock each time his length made it all the way in. He pulled your face to his, sloppily making out with you. He began to pick up his pace, thrusting harder into you and it all felt too good for the both of you. He tried not to cum so fast, but this was his first time, and you just felt too good to him. He was gasping and grunting. His one hand was on your hips, the other gripping the headboard of the bed so hard that his knuckles were turning white. The way he was moving inside of you quickly made you reach climax, you dug your nails into his back and moaned, 

“L-Levi!”

He was shaking in ecstacy as he grunted out, “fuck oh fuck! MC, I love you!” 

With a final thrust, he reached his limit and came inside of you. His breath was shaky as he looked down at you,

“You’re so beautiful.”

You were silent for a little bit, which worried him, but you broke the silence, saying, 

“Did you mean it?”

He blushed and tried to hide it with his arm,  “y-yeah. I think you’re beautiful, so what?”

“No,” you said as you looked into his eyes, “did you mean it when you said you loved me?”

He started blushing harder and stuttering out nonsense, he did mean it, but he didn’t even realize he said that out loud! He’d thought it so many times that it just felt natural to say it to you. He cleared his throat and said, 

“Yes. I meant it. N-normie.”

You giggled, you were elated to know he felt the same way from his actions and his words. You snuggled up to him and with your head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, you said,

“I love you too. Otaku boi.”

In his embrace, you laid there, happy that he accidentally walked in on you and you on him because it led to this endearing moment with the demon you’d fallen in love with.

“Do you wanna play that game?” he asked. 

You began laughing, “Of course I wanna play.”

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[muushi-does-stuff]

TenKaede AU!

M'kay so uhm TenKaede is my favourite ship in Danganronpa, Bandaid/TsuMioda being a close second and I wanted to start off my blog with a bang! In this AU, Kaede and Ibuki are part of a band, and Tenko goes to their first gig in town and there she meets Kaede and is simply lovestruck! So, here's how it would play out!

Tsumugi has an affinity anti-mainstream music, and likes looking for new music with her friend Tenko. Although Tenko isn't nearly as interested she still helps search for good and fresh tunes.

Tsumugi hears about a gig that is going on in their town, hosted by a relatively new band and instantly drags Tenko to the gig.

A little reluctant, with all the noise and people around, Tenko distances herself from the people around her, staying on her guard and keeping very close to Tsumugi.

When the music starts, Tenko doesn't really pay attention, as the music at the beginning is just like any other. Until she hears the screaming, and turns to see the stage, where a melodramatic rainbow child is practically screaming her lungs up. And yet, she finds it oddly endearing and cool?

And so, she pays attention, listening to the rather incoherent lyrics, smiling to herself about how fun the girl seemed. It seemed all eyes were on her. Tenko would snap out her trance to hear sobbing, and would turn to see a very out-of place pastel-clad girl crying hysterically.

She would immediately go up to her and check if she were okay, to which the girl's response would be something along the lines of this:

"I-I'm just so p-proud of my gi- *hic* girlfriend!"

This would immediately shock Tenko, to which the pastel girl would point at the screaming girl, a small smile on her face. Tenko would be stunned. What a crazy dynamic! She'd never expect the two opposites to be together! As the music continued Tenko would introduce herself to the pastel girl, Mikan, and the two would stay together. It seemed Tsumugi had gone off somewhere, but Tenko knew she could hold her ground and that she would be okay.

After some time another song would play, beginning with a simple piano melody, and then a voice. Not as energetic as Mikan's girlfriend, but not boring either. She would look towards the voice and would be breathtaken. The girl was so pretty! And Tenko? Man, Tenko was shocked. The way she sang, her poise, how she held herself was just... charming.

Mikan would notice the sudden change in Tenko's disposition and would be confused, until she noticed who she was looking at. She would slyly inform Tenko - definitely not out of malice - that her name was Kaede, and that she was most certainly single, to which Tenko would immediately (gay) panic, and tense and become more defensive.

As the music went on, Tenko became hooked to the band, and once finished, Mikan would politely request she came to meet Kaede, Ibuki and the other band members. Tenko at first declined but would agree after a little persuasion.

Initially, she would be standoffish and shy, as Mikan frantically introduced her, Ibuki very excited to meet Tenko, and Kaede keeping her distance at first. After a while, Ibuki registered the awkward silence in between the two and would introduce them both and start up a conversation.

Tenko was practically hooked. The eloquence of Kaede's way of speaking, her level-headed views, her laugh, it all gave Tenko major butterflies. After a while Tenko had to excuse herself, to go and see where Tsumugi was, to which she only found her a minute or so after, and drag her back to the band.

And Tsumugi isn't dumb. She immediately cottons on about Tenko's happy lil' feelings and would small talk Kaede, ending in a totally subtle "Hey, can my friend get your number?"

And somehow, thank Atua, it works! She gives Tenko her number and tells them where their next gig is!

You better believe she was one of the first people in line to the gig 🤘

Ok but like if people like this idea I may continue with it, but I hope this is good!! Keep happy, keep healthy and know you're awesome!

Peace!

- Mod Tenko 💮

[arcticdementor]

I’ve been keeping an eye on Europe lately, and on France in particular. As I’ve tried to articulate here previously, the era of general upheaval underway is hardly a phenomenon limited to the United States. Instead, propelled everywhere by the same fundamental forces, it appears to be playing out in a more or less similar fashion all across the Western world, and perhaps beyond. In this regard France serves as an especially instructive example, as recent events have served to highlight in striking fashion.

In short, recent national controversy over a pair of open letters directed to the government by a collection of retired and active-duty military officers has not only spawned a month of political controversy in France, but revealed deeper dynamics at work in the country that may help provide a clearer picture of what’s happening everywhere.

On April 21, twenty retired French generals published an open letter to President Emmanuel Macron and the French government in the right-wing magazine Valeurs Actuelles (Today’s Values) denouncing “the disintegration that is affecting our country,” and explaining they were speaking out because “the hour is late, France is in peril, and many mortal dangers threaten her.”

…

Initially, the letter was dismissed as mere “eccentric nationalist nostalgia by octogenarian retirees,” as the British Financial Times put it, and the government appeared content to ignore it. The then head of France’s General Directorate for Internal Security, Patrick Calvar, had already warned that France was “on the edge of a civil war” as early as 2016, so this kind of thing was old news. But that changed as soon as Marine Le Pen – the leader of the right-wing Rassemblement National (National Rally) party who polls show is likely to again be Macron’s top rival in presidential elections next year – endorsed the letter, saying “it was the duty of all French patriots, wherever they are from, to rise up to restore – and indeed save – the country.”

Public conversation in France turned to politicization of the armed forces and whether the letter’s final lines were a call for a military coup d'état (the fact that the letter was published on the 60th anniversary of a failed generals’ putsch against President Charles de Gaulle in 1961 providing evidence for this in the view of many). General François Lecointre, armed forces chief of staff, stated that while “at first I said to myself that it wasn’t very significant,” at least 18 active military personnel had been found to have been among the more than 1,500 people who also signed the letter. “That I cannot accept,” he said, because “the neutrality of the armed forces is essential.” They would all be punished, while any of the generals still in the reserves would be forced into full retirement as part of “an exceptional measure, that we will launch immediately at the request of the defense minister.” Still, the government’s ministers emphasized that the signatories were nothing more than an isolated and irrelevant minority in the military.

But soon enough, on May 10, a second letter appeared, again published in Valeurs Actuelles, this time by more than 2,000 serving soldiers writing in support of the first letter’s retired generals, accusing the government of having sullied their reputations when “their only fault is to love their country and to mourn its visible decline.”  

…

The second letter, this time open to the public to sign, attracted (as of the end of last week) more than 287,000 signatures.

Again came exasperated reactions from many ministers and observers. But what is most remarkable, in my view, is how little enthusiasm most seemed to have for challenging the basic premises of the letters: that France is in a state of growing fracture and even dissolution. Instead, the focus of controversy was once again on the military taking a political position.

…

But perhaps my favorite example was that of (retired) General Jérôme Pellistrandi, chief editor at the magazine Revue Défense Nationale, who prefaced his otherwise sharp criticism of the outspoken soldiers with: “Everyone agrees that society is breaking up, it’s a known fact, but…”

What was going on here? Since when do government officials reflexively agree that their country is falling apart? Well, it turns out that a rather shockingly high proportion of the French public seems to agree with the sentiments the letters expressed. The following chart, created from the results of a Harris Interactive opinion poll taken April 29, after the first letter, is in my view one of the most striking statements about the political mood in a Western country that you’re likely to see for some time:

…

So, to break this down, not only do 58% of the French public agree with the first letter’s sentiments about the country facing disintegration, but so do nearly half of Macron’s own governing party, the centrist En Marche. Awkward. Nor are those sentiments limited to any one part of the political spectrum, even if the right is more sympathetic overall. Far-left party leader Jean-Luc Mélenchon may have quickly declared that the “mutinous and cowardly” soldiers who signed the letter would all be purged from the army if he were elected, but 43% of his party seem to share their concerns.

But that’s not even the whole of it – an amazing 74% of poll respondents said they thought French society was collapsing, while no less than 45% agreed that France “will soon have a civil war.”

…

And, in short, both countries are clearly facing at least one of the defining characteristics of the Upheaval: the collapse of any agreed upon and consistently accepted authority. It is notable that, in both countries (at least until recently) there is only one institution that still garners relatively widespread respect: the military. (And French generals aren’t the only ones trying to capitalize on this with controversial open letters.)

Second, there is the key detail – almost entirely skipped over in the English-language press in favor of focusing on the anti-immigration angle, as far as I’ve seen – of the “anti-racism,” “decolonialism,” and “communitarianism” decried in the two letters as contributing to national dissolution. This is rather unmistakably a reference to the amalgamated, zealously anti-traditional and anti-liberal ideology of the “New Faith” – alternately referred to as Anti-Racism, the Social Justice movement, Critical Theory, identity politics, neo-Marxism, or Wokeness, among other synonymous infamies – that I’ve previously identified as one of the key revolutionary dynamics of our present era.

Let me repeat this proposition again: no revolution has ever remained contained by national borders. The New Faith is a trans-national ideological movement, which can no more remain confined to the United States than it remained confined within the American academy where it matured (it was arguably born in, well… France). And it is more than capable of rapidly adapting itself to and flourishing within whatever national context it penetrates. But, wherever it goes, it’s just as disruptive to the foundations of social and political order.

…

Finally, what’s striking about the situation in France is that every driving factor appears set to only get worse. The COVID-19 pandemic has only accelerated the divide between rich and poor; Europe’s economic recovery has been shaky; the ideology of the New Faith is likely to prove more difficult for the French to combat than they expect (the foundation of the established order having been hollowed out over a very long period of time); and the identitarian culture war is likely to only heat up, especially with elections approaching in which Le Pen appears to have a decent chance of actually winning (an outcome that could accelerate political and cultural fracturing, as Donald Trump’s election did in the United States).

…

It is notable that every one of these trends, including climate-induced migration, is featured in the U.S. Intelligence Community’s rather ominous recent report evaluating where the world is headed over the next five years, which I’ve written on previously. (Several readers have written to me to criticize my lack of discussion of climate change as a factor in both that post and my essay introducing the Upheaval – well fair enough, though I am uncertain about how much the climate issue has actually driven the turmoil we’re already seeing so far today, as opposed to what we may see in the future.)

France thus seems set to function as an ahead-of-the-curve epicenter for the Upheaval in Europe. No wonder the French are so pessimistic…

[sos3otzine]

Lotus/Holly - A Partner In Need

@b1a4seeyou with a commission for @fluffykeldora featuring Lotus/Holly! If you’d like a writing or art commission of your own to help support the zine and the contributors, >>please see our ko-fi here<<.  Commissions will stay open thru June 27th! Standing in front of the door frame, dumbfounded, she couldn't tell if he was being serious for a second. On the other side of the door was the shy awkward bespectacled man, Lotus, and his pleading expression was still plastered on his face. 

Just a moment ago, Lotus came to Holly’s farm for a personal request. “M-Mithra asked me to obs-serve the Sealight Night for r-research data tonight. A-And I was wondering if y-you could help me be my p-partner for that night.” Flustered by the words he just spoke, he couldn’t bear to look Holly in the eye. Though the person from the other side had a surprised expression, for Lotus came asking for an unexpected favor. Sure, they had asked research favors from her quite frequently, but Lotus? With just the two of them? In….the most romantic night in Lulukoko?!

The very thought made her blushed a little but shook the thought away so as not to be obvious. She knew Lotus was the type to be very clumsy and embarrassed at everything, but she liked that about him. It just made her squeal at how adorable he can be! But this time, he actually came to her in hopes to be his partner, for the sweetest night the Lulukoko couples had looked forward to!

Still hadn’t answered from the unexpected request, Lotus started panicking, thinking he might have stepped over the boundary, “B-But it’s okay if you d-don’t have the time or n-not into it, I unders-stand!!”

Holly shook her hands, “N-No, it’s not like that!! I appreciate you asking me to be your partner so I’m just at a loss for words!” Did you first thought of me when you were asked, was the question she desperately needed. Though she decided to not make things more embarrassing, she shook it off. “S-So you’re coming?” Holly nodded. Relief sighs escaped from Lotus’ tensed body, “I’m s-so glad! I-I know it’s a b-bit late to ask like m-maybe you have a p-partner in mind.”

Well, he wasn’t wrong. Though, she hadn’t thought of anyone she would go for so might as well hang around with the twins, but seeing his courage to ask her out was admirable. Wait, did she think he was asking her out?! No, no, he’s only asking for research! She thought to herself and shook her head.

As the time of the event came near, she double checked her outfit of choice in hopes to fit in the event mood and headed out to meet her “partner”. And there he was! Standing near the entrance while nervously twiddling his thumbs. In just a few seconds once Lotus’ head was lifted, he was stunned at Holly’s change of appearance. Did it look weird? Did it not suit her? Or was he astonished by her beautified appearance? No one knew what the man was thinking but thanks to the night sky, Holly couldn’t see the flushed cheeks on his face. 

Once they entered Lulukoko, the event was almost starting and everyone had gathered to find their partners to accompany themselves. As Lotus found a boat for the two of them to view the scenery, Lotus rowed the boat nervously, mayhaps trying to figure out to carefully row them safely. Even though Holly insisted to help, he declined her offer. “You’re my p-partner so I’m gonna be a g-gentleman to you!”

Finally at their viewing spot, the sea sparkled from the moon’s light reflection, taking people’s breaths away from its beauty. No matter how many times Holly had seen this, the sparkles twinkling in the sea like fallen stars. Thanks to that, she almost forgot about Lotus and glanced at his direction, viewing the scenery while taking a couple of pictures, for research references maybe! She adored his encouraging side to work hard in achieving his desired goal, and that motivated her too! 

After Lotus put away his camera, his expression seemed to show he forgot about something and took out a single snowdrop flower from a perfectly wrapped cloth. “For you, H-Holly.” Surprised, she took the flower and gazed at it with awe. That’s very sweet of him! “D-Do you know what the meaning b-behind snowdrop flowers?” She shook her head. “It means h-hope! Now that s-spring is here, it’ll be a n-new year for all of us to exp-perience. And I t-thank you for coming here as my p-p-p-partner.” Oh my gosh, that was the longest pause for that one word! And that made Lotus feel embarrassed. But Holly appreciated the thought wholefully.

“So, I h-hope we can d-do this again in the future!” And so did she, while helding the precious flower.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #277

“i think we could reach heaven if we go through hell”

What are you currently listening to? "Heaven" by Solence. Has your father met the boy you currently love? I don’t love a guy, just his memory. I don’t think it’s accurate to say “yeah I love him” when I haven’t spoken to/associated with him since one talk in 2017. Are you closer with your siblings or cousins? My sisters. I barely ever see/talk to my cousins at all. How many people have you really fallen for? Two. Next event you’ll wear a dress to: Probably not ‘til my sister’s wedding next year. Why did you last cry? Oh god it’s so cheesy but it was during the Unus Annus video where Mark, Ethan, and Amy were out in the desert watching Neowise and just talking about life and shit. I legit sat in silence just thinking for a while after I finished it. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? Shit, not even 10 minutes. Sometimes not even five. I don’t do anything special at all, just get dressed, brush teeth, and comb my hair. Would you ever take back someone after they cheated? Nnnnope. How many arguments have you had with the last person you dated? Well considering we jumped back and forth from hating each other to being friends like five times as kids,,,, lmao. But on a serious note, it’s rare now. I don’t exactly count arguments tho. Do you want to see somebody right now? I wanna hang with Sara so bad mayn. Do you get distracted easily? YEAH. Do you think that someone has feelings for you? Yeah. Do you still talk to the person that you last kissed? On the daily. Are you easy to get along with? I think so. I’m chill with such a variety of people that you know you can be free of judgment. The only thing you’d have to understand is how quiet I am and that it does not equate to me being disinterested in you or anything, as people have apparently thought. Have you ever had a pet goldfish? As a kid. Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes? Yeah. Are you short? I’m of an average height for someone my gender, age, and nationality or whatever it’s called. Is there anything stressing you out currently? bruuuuuhhhhh I am ALWAYS stressed about something. What’s something that you cannot wait for? This fucking pandemic to end. Just wear your goddamn masks and stay in your fucking houses ‘n shit and maybe we’ll move forward. What was your favorite grade? So it’s super ironic: 7th. Which is when my depression manifested. I just have a lot of good memories with excellent teachers and friends. Are you afraid of shots? “Fear” is the wrong word for it, but there’s certainly a tense feeling before you get one. It’s not the needle that really hurts, it’s whatever medicine is being injected. Always stings. Were you an adorable baby? I was tbh, but I had nothing on my little sister. Nicole was so fucking cute. Are you happy with who you’re becoming? No. Do you want children? No. Do you change your phone background a lot? Not “a lot,” no. Would you rather take a relationship really slow or really fast? Definitely really slow. Really fast is nooot my style. I mean, neither is very slow, but I’d definitely prefer it and feel more secure in it. When applying eyeliner, which eye do you do first? Uhhh I think left? I do this so rarely that I don’t really know lol. How many exes have you talked to today? One. Are you tan? lol hell no. I never have been. Do you use any acne medication? I use a facial scrub to exfoliate and prevent acne, does that count? Is anybody in your family schizophrenic? If so, what is their life like? My half-sister I’ve never met. I know almost nothing about her so can’t answer the second question. Are you likely to crack under peer pressure? Not really, no. Are you emotional or very stoic? I’m emotional as hell. How many states have you lived in? North Carolina has kept me hostage my whole life. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Yeah. Who did you last say “I love you” to? Me mum. How do you want to die? Eek, idk man. Part of me says fast as to avoid pain or a gradual, torturous decline in health, but at the same time I want my life to conclude after like… accepting it and not taking my last days for granted. I also don’t want the sudden surprise on my loved ones. Are you scared of spiders? Okay, so this is very situational. If a spider surprises me, I’m most likely going to gasp/scream/curse and try to get away. However, I find them very, very fascinating to watch and are beautiful and some even cute in their own right. I respect their existence and position in the ecosystem. I’ve held a tarantula before and even want two (… or ten) as a pet, so I can’t be THAT scared of them. Oh, and I’m much more likely to be spooked by ones with long legs and particularly small bodies. Idk, it’s weird. Do you have trust issues? fuck YES I do. Who/what was your last dream about? I know Jason was in it, but that’s no surprise. I remember someone randomly trying to kill me again lmao. Who was the last person you cried in front of? I’m sure it was Mom. Who was your last text from? Sara. Do you usually sleep with your closet door open or closed? The fuck is wrong with you if you sleep with it open?????????????? Have you ever "done it" in a hotel room? No. I don’t think we were ever in a hotel together, and besides, it’s p gross imho. I can’t say for sure I wouldn’t lmao but I hope I wouldn’t. Have you ever stolen a street sign before? No, that’s never made sense to me? My sister stole a traffic cone once tho lmao. She legit just wanted to do something sketchy. Highkey badass, amirite. Are you reading any books right now? I’m very slowly reading Wings of Fire: The Dark Secret by Tui T. Sutherland. I’m going through one of my junctures of little reading again, even though I’m enjoying the book as I do with the series. Who was the last person to send you a friend request on Facebook? Some dude I had no mutual friends with or anything. How recently did you wash your hands? Last time I went to the bathroom. Did the last person you kissed have facial hair? No. Who is the most intelligent person you know? Girt. Do you have younger siblings? If you do, are you protective of them? I have one sister younger by two years, and I’d kill for her even if we’re not all that close. What are the other members of your household doing at this moment? I’ve actually been home alone for around two weeks now and am MIRACULOUSLY doing totally fine. My mom had to take an urgent flight to NY because her mom is dying. Sadly much slower than they expected. She’s not in pain due to medicine, but nevertheless, it’s torture for her. She can't do anything. Do you have any neighbors that you don't get along with? Not really, but there is someone to our right that constantly has music playing outside, and sometimes it’s annoying. In the past week, have you slept past midday? No. I can’t remember the last time I did that. Name the last song that made you cry. “Lovely” by Billie Eilish, I think. It reminded me of Jason. Do you use Twitter? Not really, no. I only ever check it to look at Mark’s lmao what a shocker. The last time something scared you, what was it? One of my nightmares last night. A huge spider was hurrying towards my face from the wall and I actually scrambled out of bed irl, therefore nearly passing out bc I can't get up fast w/o getting extremely dizzy, oof. Who was your first best friend? Brianna. Are you still friends anymore? On Facebook, anyway. We haven’t talk-talked in many years. Who is your best friend right now? Sara. How old were you when you found out what sex was? I was in the 4th or 5th grade, whatever age you are then. I definitely learned later than most, it seems. Had no idea until sex ed in school. Name one quirk you have that drives people crazy? I pace badly, and I’ve been told by numerous people it makes them anxious. Who is your favorite Disney villain? Probably Scar. You gotta admit his scheme was pretty clever, and he had a BUMPIN song. Would you have children if a surrogate could carry it for you? No, I still wouldn’t. Do you have an account for any social platform that you rarely/never use? Yeah, like Twitter. What do you most frequently take photos of? Nature. Do you ever wear hats? What does your favorite hat look like? No. Have you tried any foods or drinks for the first time today? Which? No. Does anyone close to you smoke cigarettes? My dad. What was the last song you heard, that made you feel nostalgic? Motionless In White recently covered "Somebody Told Me" by The Killers. Is it awkward when you run into your ex? I don’t run into any of them. Do you prefer pasta, salad, or coleslaw? Oh, totally pasta. Coleslaw is fucking disgusting. Do you think any of your exes will eventually want to be with you again? I hope. Would you rather pierce your tongue or lip? I have a vertical labret and did have snake eyes, and I adore(d) both; however, I prefer my lip ring. It’s like, a part of my identity by now lmao. Last time you were attacked by an animal? I don’t think an animal has ever seriously hurt me, instead only through playing too rough. I get scratches from Roman every now and again from it. How many times have you been engaged (if any at all)? Never. Have you ever been called something and you didn’t know what it meant? So one of the most embarrassing things I’ve ever done is accidentally agree to being a martyr, because at the time, I thought it only meant like, you’d die for what you stand for, which in most serious cases, I would. I didn’t know that wasn’t the kind he meant; he meant I was trying to make shit all about me and throw a pity party about the breakup. I didn’t learn that was the “common day” definition until a long time after when I was no longer in contact with this person. Are your eyes sensitive to sunlight? VERY VERY VERY. Have you ever been busted for underage drinking? No. Do you have a picture of you and your lover kissing? I don’t have a “lover.” Have you witnessed a fight at school? So shortly after returning to class in the 10th grade, a girl deadass got stabbed in the neck during a fight nearby my classroom. I (nor my classmates) actually saw it, just heard. Safe to say the assailant was expelled, and the other girl was lucky to have her throat missed, though that was apparently what the other girl was aiming for. She went to the hospital of course, and that’s all I know. Who did you last get into a big argument with? Probably Mom. Do you drink lots of water? Sigh, no. What was the worst feeling you last felt? Before my last period I had a day of such bad cramping that I decided to go back on birth control. I originally started it for that but stopped to see how it would affect my mood, and now I absolutely need it back. Interested in anyone at the moment? Yeah. Do you know people with your last name that you aren't related to? Besides historical people, no. Are you guilty of texting while driving? ”I don’t drive, but I am so against doing that. Please don’t. It only takes a second of distraction for something to go wrong. Keep your eyes on the damn road.” <<<< This right fuckin here. Have you ever caused a lot of noise in a library? No. What was the last thing that completely took your breath away? I don’t know. When playing rock, paper, scissors which do you usually pick? Uhhh I think scissors? Have you ever tried to write a book? Yes, but they’re all projects I abandoned. Have you ever been hit by a chunk of hail? Not that I recall, no. Do you have high standards? Honestly yes when it comes to relationships (which is what I assume you’re talking about). Have you ever changed your clothes while in a vehicle? Yeah. Do you know how to snap your fingers? Uh, yeah. Do you plan your outfits for the next day or just randomly choose? I choose on the spot, usually. Are you a bossy person? Definitely not. Is it true that if you don’t love yourself, you can’t love another? I fucking hate that statement. It’s absolute bullshit.

[wrong-path-mate]

The Coffee Machine (Stefan Butler x Reader)

Request by @commodorecolin : stefan/reader idea - stefan meets reader at tuckersoft. they are having trouble with something, and stefan wants to help but he's a little shy and awkward when trying to ask. cute fluff ig lol.

I didn't completely follow the request, hope it still turned out well and you enjoy it!

Words: 1.716

Warnings: none

It was your first time working for and with Tuckersoft, so naturally, you wanted to impress everyone, showing that you had earned your spot there. However, having Colin Ritman and Stefan Butler working in the same room as you made things a little more difficult than they needed to be. These two were icons in the video game scene, Stefan’s debut game ‘Bandersnatch’ had earned excellent reviews, and Colin was just a household name when talking about game developers. Even though you knew better than to do so, you still constantly compared yourself to them. Though, you tried your best to learn as much as you possibly could from them, seeing them rather as mentors than competition.

Once, Colin had even offered to show you some tips and tricks but because you were so nervous you declined his offer and quickly left, leaving Colin dumbfounded. Stefan on the other hand, mostly kept to himself. You figured he simply was a rather shy person, just like yourself, which already made you like him a little. The two of you exchanged glances from time to time, sometimes you even got a slight smile in return before he quickly looked away, cheeks tinted a pretty rosy shade.

You had stayed up a little too long last night, therefore you were really tired today. Additionally, your coffee machine at home had broken about a week ago and you always forgot to get a new one, cursing yourself a new every morning. So you could not wait to get to work to finally get a cup of coffee to hopefully wake you up a little more.

Upon entering the office, you noticed that it seemed a little busier than usual. You settled down on your desk and took a look around the room. Colin was not at his desk yet, but Stefan was already hunched over his desk, engrossed in his new project and completely oblivious to his surroundings.

You dragged yourself into the small cafeteria, which was really just a secluded room with a coffee machine and a few vending machines.

As you made your way over there, you quickly found the reason for the busier than usual office; the company apparently had gotten a new coffee machine, and this one seemed to be more than high-tech. About five people were setting this thing up, even more people watched them do so. Luckily, you thought, you came just when they seemed to have finished setting it up. You just could not wait for your much needed cup of coffee. However, the machine did not seem to work as intended. A few people wanted to get some coffee but all they got was a weirdly looking liquid substance which, understandably, no one wanted to try it.

After watching your clueless co-workers trying to figure this machine our for another while, some had already left out of frustration, and before you were about to fall asleep again, you decided to give it a shot yourself. Taking the manual, which lay discarded in a corner, you studied it, thinking that it could not be so hard to get this thing to work. But oh boy, were you wrong.

God knows how long you stood in front of that machine, but your craving for coffee was so big that you did not want to give up. Though, unsurprisingly, working on the coffee machine woke you up more or less so.

A huge sigh left your body when your latest idea did not seem to work out. You had tried anything you could think of. You were sure you knew the manual by heart now, but to no avail. The liquid which left the machine was still nowhere close to even resembling coffee. You thought about giving up, but just then, Colin entered the room.

‘Thing’s still not working?’ He asked with a mug in his hand. You shook your head. ‘I think it’s properly broken, we should tell Tucker to get a refund or something.’

‘Have yo-’ Colin started but you quickly cut him off. ‘I think I’ve tried everything, yes.’ From the corner of your eye you could see the watch on the wall. You had spent almost two hours in here, without having achieved anything really.

Colin rolled up his sleeves and inspected the machine closely. You decided to stay. If he would really figure it out, you definitely wanted to be there when that happened.

‘How’s your game going?’ Colin suddenly asked, still busy with the machine. He caught you off guard but you quickly caught yourself. ‘P-pretty good, I guess. I think I’ll have it finished by the end of the week.’ He nodded. ‘Can I take a look at it later? If we ever get to leave this room, that is.’ You were unsure about whether you wanted him to see the unfinished product or not, but you could not really decline his offer again without any good reasoning. So you gave in and accepted. Maybe he could help you with a few things and speed up the process even more.

The two of you spent quite some time in there, but it did not seem like Colin was making any progress either.

Stefan was sitting at his desk, working on his latest project but he seemed to stumble over the same error again and again. Maybe Colin could help, he thought.

Stefan noticed that neither Colin nor you were at your desks. That was weird, he thought, because he had already seen both of you in the office today. He decided to look around the office.

Stefan had never really talked to you, but he felt that he could easily connect with you nonetheless, which made him feel rather attracted towards you. However, Stefan knew that he was way too shy, so he did not even attempt to talk to you much. Maybe he would feel less shy if Colin were around as well?

‘They’re in there, trying to get the coffee machine to work.’ One of his co-workers told him and pointed towards the cafeteria room.

Suddenly, the door was opened. Stefan walked in and scanned the room, his eyes lingered on you for a few seconds before he recognized Colin. ‘Colin! I’ve been looking for you...’ The scene must have looked rather interesting, Colin almost sitting inside the machine, and you crouching beside him with the manual.

Colin sighed and after some struggle got out of the coffee machine and up to stand beside you. ‘I think it’s time to give up. What do you say y/n?’ You only nodded. Stefan’s presence made you feel rather shy. Now that you were thinking about it, you realized that you had never had a proper conversation with Stefan before.

Up close, you took notice of the little moles and freckles which decorated his face, and with his tousled and curly dark hair he looked really cute. While you were admiring him, Stefan actually looked at you and as soon as you caught his gaze, you turned attention away, acting as if nothing had happened, but your blushed cheeks gave your act away.

Stefan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, not really knowing what to say. ‘Do you want to try your luck?’ Colin suggested, gesturing towards the machine in the corner. Stefan slowly nodded. ‘I think we have a similar machine at home. Um, y/n, could you pass me the manual, p-please?’ He requested without meeting your gaze, which you did not even notice because you were avoiding his as well. You held out the small booklet for him and as he took it, your fingers brushed against each other’s, sending a tingly sensation through your body and you were sure your cheeks were now tinted in a very dark red shade.

Colin watched the scene unfold and had to stop himself from giggling. The two of you were simply too adorable. ‘Please end our suffering.’ Colin joked when Stefan started pushing buttons and opening compartments. ‘Ssh, let him work.’ You told Colin went to stand beside him.

You two watched Stefan fumble with the machine for a while like that, which turned out to be a great opportunity for you to admire him. Stefan was not buff or anything but how focused he was and the way his hands worked on the coffee machine impressed you. Colin caught you staring however, and slightly punched his elbow into your side. The action brought you back to reality and you quickly turned your head to look at the man standing beside you. ‘Don’t stare so much, or else your eyes might fall out.’ He whispered and winked at you, which only made your face heat up even more.

Moments later, Stefan handed you, with rather shaky hands, a cup of hot and delicious coffee. ‘H-how did you manage to fix it?’ You asked dumbfounded, but you were really impressed. ‘Well, I said that we have a similar machine at home and my dad’s not really good with technology, so I have to take care of it...’ Stefan explained and a proud smirk was pulling at the corners of his lips. ‘Thank you, man. We were about to go crazy...’ Colin said and pat Stefan’s shoulder.

‘Wait, didn’t you say your coffee machine at home is broken, y/n?’ Colin suddenly remembered. Your eyes widened, was he suggesting...? ‘Oh, well yes but I’ll just buy a new one.’ You tried to brush it off but Stefan had already realized what Colin was implying. ‘I could take a look at it, i-if you want to, of course?’ Stefan suggested, and Colins lips spread into a smile. Both men were looking at you now and you felt really shy. However, agreeing to get Stefan’s help would mean that you two could get to know each other better, and declining would seem rather like a rejection, wouldn’t it?

‘S-sure, why not. I could save some money that way.’ You tried to play it off but the excitement in your voice was very obvious. Colin nodded, showing that he was proud of you, and Stefan’s cheeks turned red. ‘I’ll just come with you after work today, then?’ You nodded and took a sip of the coffee Stefan had given you to hide your face.