#it's his hand istg. the way his hand desperately tries to reach her and then it shifts to hold her hand like that

[h0estar]

every now and then i look back on this GIF i have of nalu during tartaros arc and cry about how this particular scene alone solidifies the beauty of their relationship (natsu holding lucy's hand gently in the face of chaos and panic did wonders to my heart)

[pogueswrld]

Tasm spidey x reader smut request

*I’ve been thinking about this all day

*Say you want me, and I’m yours

😏😏

these requests have me on my knees istg

pairing: college!tasm!peter parker x college!fem!reader

warnings: switch!peter, switch!reader, desperate peter, oral (fem receiving), fingering, teasing, slight dirty talk, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (this is FICTION please stay safe), breeding kink, nicknames (angel, bug boy, baby, pretty boy)

y/n was cleaning up the dishes when she heard her front door's knob jiggle repeatedly, she smiled knowing her boyfriend was finally home then giggled at how much he was struggling to get the door open.

She glances at him over her shoulder when he walked in, "You okay there?" she asks, noting the paper bags in his arms and his furrowed brows. Oh he's in a mood.

He huffs as he sets the bags down and leans on the counter, his eyes make their way to his lover as she continued with her chore. He takes a moment to notice everything about her.

She had a bandana wrapped around her head to stop her hair from bothering her, she wore his long sleeved blue shirt with shorts that reached halfway on her thighs. He noticed the way her shoulders slumped forward, giving away that she's not wearing a bra underneath his shirt, he noticed just how tight her shorts were around her skin, and he had to bite his lip to not make a noise.

He walks up from behind her and wraps his arms around her middle, "I'm okay, just—" he cuts himself off, burying his face in the crook of her neck to drown in her scent. His senses flare up when her familiar smell invaded him and he softens on her, "You smell so good." he almost moans into her skin and it makes her shudder in his hold.

Peter dips his chin closer to her skin and starts leaving soft, open mouthed kisses on her neck and because he knows her so well, he travels to the spot connecting her shoulder to her neck and he works to leave a mark. y/n grips onto the sink as another shiver of pleasure making its way to her core, "Peter," she sighs, "I have to finish this."

He makes a quiet noise of protest but doesn't stop his assault, his hold on her waist softens and travels to her hips, he grabs hold on her -his- shirt and curls it in his hands, "Please," he whines against her skin, the contact makes her tremble softly. "I need you." She sighs a moan and leans on him.

Peter presses a kiss to her lips, long enough for her to know just how desperate he is to have her but not enough for her to leave her task. "I wanna taste you." he mumbles against her lips and pulls back, y/n almost chases after his lips but bites her lip when she sees him get on his knees between her and the cabinets.

Peter looks up at her with bright, lustful eyes as he kisses his way up her thighs, his fingers hooking onto her shorts but he didn't tug them down just yet. "Finish your work." it was her turn to whine, "Peter," his eyes glisten with mischief as he slowly pulled down her shorts, "What? You're the one who said you had to finish it, right? Go ahead. Don't stop."

y/n tries to finish the dishes as soon as she could, and Peter sensed that, so as soon as he had the garment of clothing out of the way, he dived into her. He latches his lips around her clit and sucks harshly on it causing y/n's hips to buck above him and gasp in surprise, "Oh god."

Peter switches from sucking and licking her clit to pressing his tongue against her center and letting his nose give her the friction she desires. The way she whined and moaned at everything he did caused his dick to strain against his sweats, then she grabbed onto his hair and Peter couldn't help the throaty moan that escaped him. The vibrations made her squeal and roll her eyes to the back of her head, her jaw dropped as her gasps turned into heavy intakes of air.

"You look so pretty like this," he says against her, the bottom half of his face covered in her wetness, he watches the way her brows furrow and the way her teeth sink into her bottom lip when her eyes shut in pleasure, her task long forgotten. "god, you are so fucking gorgeous."

His compliments make her moan, she looks down at him and thinks she might actually cum just from the sight before her. His eyes were lidded and he lapped at her, keeping eye contact.

y/n's whole body shakes when he works his fingers into her, stretching her out because his need to have her wasn't satisfied yet. "Pe- Peter," she gasps, her grip on his roots tighten and Peter swears he's seeing stars. "don't stop, don't- oh fuck. yes, yes, yes, please" her orgasm washes over her like a cold blanket and her legs shake in his hands.

He lets out a breathy chuckle when he pulls away and stands up to his feet, he takes a quick glance at the dishes in the sink and grins, "Damn, I'm that good? Christ" her face flushes and the back of her hand slaps his shoulder, "Shut up."

He chuckles and presses his forehead to hers, his lips pucker and kiss her gently. She wraps her arms around his neck and leans into him, her front pressed tightly against his and she's suddenly reminded of his hard-on nudging against her skin. She grins and her hand latches onto his hips, helping him grind against her for some friction.

Peter moans when he realizes what she's trying to do, then he wraps his hands around her thighs and mumble, "jump" against her lips. She does, and he carries her as if she weights nothing to her bedroom.

He sits on the edge of the bed, his lover still caught up in his arms, now resting on his lap. She grinds against him, trying to tease him and relief some of the pressure at the same time. Peter hides his face in the crook of her neck and groans desperately for her, "Angel, please, it hurts." he whines against her skin and y/n fakes a pout, "aww, what do you want baby?"

Peter only moans and bucks his hips towards her own, his dick stiff in his sweats as it glides against her silky folds, "use your words bug boy, say you want me and I'm yours, it's that simple. Come on." Peter's hold on her hips tights and his nails dip into her skin, "I need you, I need you y/n please."

The rush that possesses when he begs is phenomenal, it gives her an extraordinary rush that makes her want to do whatever he desires.

That same rush makes her pull off her -his- shirt and discard it somewhere behind her and Peter releases a breathy moan at the sight of her boobs. His hands leave her hips to hold onto her boobs and he squeeze them as she does her best to pull do his pants.

"I've been- oh fuck- I've been thinking about this all day. Thinking about you." he gasps and gulps as she sinks down onto him, he throws his head back when he bottoms out and y/n whines out a moan. "god Pete you always feel so good inside me, fuck."

Peter whines as she rides him, her hips settling onto their own rhythm and he lets his right hand grip onto her behind to keep her pace going while his left one wraps around her waist so she won't fall. His lips latch and unlatch onto her nipples repeatedly.

"Angel I'm not gonna last long if you keep talking like that," he heaves and the idea of him getting off to her words caused y/n to clench around him and Peter let out a loud groan at the feeling.

"You like it when I talk dirty to you pretty boy? You're gonna cum inside me?"

He has his eyes closed, it was too much. The feeling of her around him, wrapped around him so tightly, so good, while she talked to him lewdly like that, along with the noises their combined bodies made, Peter knows he's going to cum soon.

"Yes yes yes, keep clenching around me like that, oh fuckk please don't stop" he begs and y/n whines as her legs start to burn, sensing her discomfort, Peter swiftly changes their positions without leaving her.

He drives himself into her repeatedly and jaw goes slack when he notices her rubbing her clit to reach the edge. Their breathing mixes together as their bodies are covered with sweat and their bedroom is filled with the most sinful of noises.

"Pete- Peter I'm gonna cum, oh god" Peter is almost tempted to go faster, instead he leans back on his knees and thrusts into her as his fingers do quick work on her clit, drawing figure eights and watching as she clenched around him when he pushed her over the edge.

y/n orgasms for the second time that night and the intensity of it makes Peter roll his eyes to the back of his head and lean on her as he cums inside her, making sure to thrust as deep as he could go so she could milk him of every last drop.

Her arms are wrapped around his shoulders as they both caught their breathes again, and instead of pulling away from her, Peter prepped kisses along the skin nearest to his mouth before finding her lips.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," he mumbles against her lips causing her to giggle, "I love you so much." y/n coos at him as she bucks her hips, urging him to pull out. "I love you too bug boy, next time you get needy just say that, I won't ever turn you away baby."

[gaypirate420]

Listen to me // Silco

Pt3 of the gift.

Silco x male reader.

Tw: sexual assault, Silco isn't very nice in this one.

I didn't like how this episode ended up being, the next one will be better Istg.

Tag list.

@sukurachiidee

@mamanaga

@blue124th

@a-short-ass-disappointment

Silco was still buying you gifts, not only jewelry now, he buy you clothes, food, if you tell him about a thing you were interested you would have it the next day.

When it came to conversations Silco was still a little reserved about himself.

Now you make Sevika company in missions, she is somehow nice to you and tries to maintain patience with you when you screw up a mission.

You are now more aware of why Silco is the way he is, it's a little frustrating that you learn about Silco from other people instead of the man himself, because is obvious that he wants to know about you, but he doesn't cooperate, are you only a little mistery for him to keep his mind out of work or what?

At moments your feelings for Silco are mixed, he is sweet, you found him attractive but you practically knew nothing about him, still you had the doubt if he wanted you only sexually or if he did have real feelings for you.

You got a mission alone.

It was pretty scary, probably Silco was way more anxious than you.

"Please be careful, darling, I don't know what I would do if you get hurt" Silco sometimes would slip some pet names when he talked to you, it didn't bother you, you found it sweet.

Everything went smoothly, only some cuts and bruises.

When you returned to the bar you saw Finn left the place he had his shit eating grin on his face, he grab you by your arm and drag you to an ally.

"I'm very impressed that Silco still has you on this place, I guess he hasn't found out about you and me, and how much of a bitch you are" You tried to push him but you were very afraid.

"Well, he hasn't yet, lab rat" He leans closer to your face and steals a kiss, his hand reach your neck brushing the scars on it.

"C'mon, lab rat—" He got closer to your face again but you punched him, finally freed yourself and got into the bar.

You got upstairs and directly to your room, you didn't go to Silco and tell him about your mission, your mind was too busy with Finn, you got into bed and cry hard, very hard.

"Hellooooo?" Jinx's voice was heard outside your room, you got up and open it.

"Woah what happened to you? Anyways, what did you do!?" She enters and sits on the bed, you look at her in confusion.

"Silco is furious!"

You froze.

Finn son of a fuck.

You breath heavy, your head spinning.

"Oh woah, sit down, are you ok?" You shake you head, you sat besides Jinx.

"Um, well it doesn't matter, he wants to see you, now" Jinx left your room and you stood up, you felt shivers and they didn't left you, you felt dizzy and lightheaded.

You stood infront of the door and knocked.

"Enter" You do and Silco's meets your eyes, the soft smile he always had when you entered wasn't there anymore, he is looking at you the way he does to his enemies, the intimating sight, the posture, the tone of his voice.

"Where have you been?" He throws your notebook at you, you looked at him confused but grabbed it anyways.

On the mission.

"Bullshit!" You jumped, you got through your bag to find your cards

:(

?

"I had my men telling me that you are planing on betray me!" He stood up, you took a step back, you shake your hands in desperation.

"Not only my men, I heard what the people at the bar were talking!" His voice rised, he is so gentle with you, why is he like this now? He always waits and listens but know he doesn't care about that.

You tried to write but you were shaking.

"They saw you, with Finn" He said it with disgust.

No,no,no.

"You were intimate with him, talking about me, telling him my secrets, then that rat comes into my office and confirms this!" Silco shouted.

You are crying with desperation, it's a lie, you were on your mission.

"How could you!?" He slammed his hands on the desk, you jumped and dropped your notebook and cards.

"You have lied to me! Playing the victim! Trying to sabotage me! All that shit you told me was one of your lies! And oh, I know about your lies, how many lives have you lived!? " He pushed back his hair, he groaned and looks at your shaky figure

"I don't want to see you, I will decide what to do with you, leave" He turned around and you tried to walk closer to him, to explain, your hand lifts trying to touch his shoulder, but he is faster and his hand ends on your neck, he applied pressure and you cough, he drops you to the floor and hit your head.

"I TOLD YOU LEAVE!" You stood up and ran away from his office, and from the bar.

You have lived many lives yes, but for protection, you have worked against your will and the only way to scape is to pretend you die and start again.

You walked and walked, to find your old home the one where your parents were killed, you got inside and got to your old room, you stayed there crying.

You hated crying, you used to be so tough, intimating, a cold hearted bitch, but Finn happened and now you cry for everything.

Why was he so obsessed with you?

Didn't he already hurt you enough?

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Silco got to your room, he knocked, there was no response.

"He is not in there" Jinx pops out behind him, Silco sighs and clenches his fist with anger.

"Where is he then?" Silco asks turning around and facing his daughter.

"Idunno, he just...left" the girl says with sadness.

"Better for me, I was going to fire him" Silco walks to his office, Jinx follow him.

"What!? Are you crazy!?" She shouted.

"He is a traitor" He looked at your cards and notebook, still in the floor where you drop them.

"WhAt!?"

"Do you think different?" He asks pouring some whiskey in his glass.

"Yes! He- Who told you what to make you think that Mister perfect-eyes is a traitor?"

"Finn—"

"Since when do we trust him? Dad! Finn was the one being weird to (y/n)! Finn did horrible things to him!" Jinx sat on the desk.

"Ughhh, dad you are 24/7 with him, how could you just- believe Finn?" Jinx was frustrated, she got attached to you and know Silco's reckless behavior made you leave, you promised her that you wouldn't leave.

Silco stays silent.

Jinx looks at him.

"I'll send someone to look for him—"

"Thank you!" She leaves and Silco is left alone with his thoughts, he sighed heavy, he looks again to your cards and find a paper, he gets closer and grabs it from the floor, he unfold it.

Practice!!!!

Do you want to go on a date with me?, Would you like to go out? Do you li, I lik, I think you are pretty, I like your eyes, Silco.

Silco sighs and gently folds the paper again, where you trying to speak to him? He hides his face on his hands.

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He send Sevika, she offered herself, she knows where you could be, you are always with her on the missions so she is now more than informed about you.

This made Silco feels worse, you were opening up, making friends and he decided to ruin it.

Sevika looked at all the places you have mentioned.

She sighs when the only one left is your old house.

She entered and looked for you, the only room left is the one where it happened, she sees a red light coming from it.

She opens the door.

You are crying, your red eyes shining and a mini red tornado was inside your room, lifting your things.

"Hey! Calm down, boy" She gets closer to you, you stoped inmediatly.

"Get up, we are going to the bar" You shake your head.

"Well if you don't want ot be there, where? Here? With your memories making you go insane?" She picks you up but your protested.

"Stop it—" She said.

"Ugh" You reacted to her arm grabbing you by the stomach.

She stop caring you when you are close to the bar, it was pretty late so no one was there.

Or so you thought.

A couple of man appear from the shadows, you know them, they are some of Finn's most loyal men.

"Hey sweetie, give the lab rat and I'll leav-ugh" Sevika hits one, you go from the other.

"Go inside! I'll handle it" You punched the dude and run, but you felt a weird sensation in your side, you checked and you are bleeding.

You did your best to open the door and get upstairs, you fell and drag yourself upstairs, you felt so dizzy, you saw that Silco's office still had it's lights on, you tried to get up and knock, but you are too weak.

"H-"

Silco was doing some paperwork, he didn't realize the commotion outside.

"He-S-"

He keep looking at the paper he found, you not only were trying to talk but also trying to invite him to a date, tell him that you like him, he was drowning in regret.

"SILCO!" He lifts his head at the unknown voice, he goes up and opens the door of his office.

It's you.

Bleeding.

"My darling?" He kneeled down and undoes his tie and ties it around you, your eyes try to focus on him.

"Please darling stay with me"

"Sil.....Silco" He lifts you and gets you inside the office he cleans the desk and places you on it.

"H-H-Help me" You said, he always imagine that your voice would match your personality, that he would hear it one day, sweet, but your voice sounded raspy and filled with pain, and it was his fault.

"please stay awake" He got rid of the bullet, you reacted a little it didn't hurt, it was uncomfortable, he patched you up quickly, he isn't a doctor but you will be fine.

You looked at him, your red eyes were no longer red, they were your original color.

"Sil...co" You called weakly, he looks at you.

"Yes, my dear?" His hand goes to your shoulder, you reacted and weakly stop it from going back to your neck, his eyes meets yours, you are trying to keep them open.

"Darling, I- I didn't meant to hurt you" You breath with difficulty and closed your eyes.

Everything went black.

[doubtingthomasin]

prompt 29: mindfuck word count: 1.5k WARNINGS: non-con and dub-con elements

(so istg this isn't an ad for my longfic i'm writing but it could very easily fit in that universe.

special guest but i'm not sayin' who heheh

but it DOES fit the specifications for the final day of Hellcheer Week, heroes and villains/horror/upside down! two birds one stone and all that lmao)

MINORS DNI

@viharker

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Chrissy comes to slowly, arms and legs spread out over the mattress underneath her. She immediately can’t recognize where she is, and she tries to draw her limbs into her body only to find that they’re tied to bedposts. As her eyes clear, she gleans that she’s in a cave of some sort, and her stomach sinks as she realizes what that means.

He got her.

She struggles hopelessly against her bonds, her breathing more erratic as she tries to remember what happened to lead her here, but she can’t recall anything. She looks down the bed at her feet, noticing the familiar white dress she’s wearing. It’s a dress she wears often to church, but there’s no way she put it on herself. “Help! Someone help!”

She tugs hard at the ropes around her ankles and wrists, trying to draw her arms and legs in and break the bedposts in the process. But instead of the cracking of wood, she hears one wrist pop painfully, and she cries out at the throbbing sensation as her panic reaches a fever pitch. “Eddie! Eddie, help me!”

“I’m afraid he’s not here.”

She looks down again, bile rising in her throat when she sees him, and she whimpers. “Oh, God, no.”

Kas stands at the end of the bed, armor discarded, the tattered Hellfire tee hanging in pieces as he leans forward and places his hands around her ankles. “I’m afraid He’s not here either.”

The tears form quickly, spilling down her temples as he climbs his way up her body, making her struggle again. “Please, l-let me go.”

“You know I can’t do that.” He kisses one temple, licking a little to catch the salty water before turning her head and repeating, shushing her cries. “It’s too dangerous. You’re safer here with me.” His cool hands slide over her soft arms, and she flinches when he reaches her sore wrist. He notices the swollen flesh and tuts, cradling it in his hand. “Sweetheart, you’ve hurt yourself.”

“Don’t do that,” she begs, an edge of fire to the words. “Don’t talk like him. You’re not him.”

“Aren’t I, though?” He lays across her body as she turns her face away, his lips trailing down her neck, over her pulse. “Just a little bit?” The sound calls to him, promising the certainty of sweet relief when he finally tastes her. When he finally turns her.

“N-No,” she insists, trying desperately to ignore the way her body reacts as his hands press gently into her sides, smoothing up and hiking the dress further up her legs. A sob escapes her as she tries not to think of what’s about to happen, and he softly shushes her again.

When her eyes open, she's looking at the bedside table in her own bedroom, breathing sighs of relief as she sees her ceiling and her chair in the corner.

And Eddie.

He's kneeling where Kas had been, fear and concern in every feature as he looks down at her. "Chrissy, are you okay?"

"Oh, thank God," she gasps, sitting up to wrap him in a hug, only remembering the ropes that held her after her hands curl into his shirt. "I thought he had me, Eddie."

He holds her tight, speaking gently to try and calm her. "It was just a bad dream, okay? He can't get you here."

She tries to catch her breath but she can't stop crying, burying her face in his neck. "It felt so real, I was terrified." He rubs circles on her back even as she pulls back in horror. "I think he was going to turn me!"

"I'm not gonna let that happen," he insists a little more urgently, tucking some stray hairs behind her ear before cradling her face in his hands. "You're safe, I'll keep you safe."

Chrissy presses her forehead to his, stifling her tears and taking deep breaths. It's on a shaky inhale that his lips close over hers, pulling her flush against him. He kisses her deeply, trailing his hands over her nightgown and pushing her back slowly onto the mattress.

She whines softly, knowing they're in uncharted territory, having kissed before but never going any further. The situations facing them were far too stressful to even think about doing much else…usually.

They break for air, panting into each other's open mouths. "Eddie, I need you."

"I'm right here, princess, I'm yours." He kisses her harder, delving into her mouth as his hands smooth over her thighs, her nightgown rucked up around her hips. "Tell me what you want me to do, I wanna make you feel good."

"Touch me," she begs, breathless. "Erase him, please."

He nods as his hand presses between her legs, pushing past her underwear to stroke her tenderly, making her moan loudly. Her hand claps over her mouth but he shakes his head, pulling it away. "The others might hear."

"They won't," he groans, rubbing into her clit to make her louder. "You feel so good, baby."

"More, Eddie, please," she mewls, and he responds by sliding two fingers inside her. Her head rolls back on the pillow, her hands holding his arms loosely as he circles her clit with his thumb. "'S so good, oh, God."

"Come for me," he orders softly, his lips kissing all over her neck, down her chest. Her legs spread across the sheets as he works her faster, drawing her climax out and reveling in her harsh cries. She shakes as he settles between her legs, sloppily kissing the sensitive skin of her thighs.

She groans an expletive, making him chuckle as his lips reach her opening, and she curses again but louder. Her hands grab at his hair as he licks her clean, hands sliding up her stomach to squeeze and roll her tits. She's unbelievably loud and she knows they're going to get caught, but she can't find the capacity to care as he eats her out and plays with her nipples.

"Eddie, Eddie." She repeats his name mindlessly like a beautiful chorus to a song she's just learning, her hands over his on her breast. He sucks her clit, making her legs twitch as he builds her up again.

She whimpers as she coasts into the next orgasm, screaming his name as he continues through it, spreading her arousal on his tongue and her thighs as he groans deliciously. He can feel her pulse through her clit and it's almost enough to turn him feral.

He shifts up her body, lowering the straps of her nightgown to expose her, rolling her nipple briefly in his mouth as she hums. She catches her breath only for him to kiss her again, pulling away with a sad smile. When she notices it, her heart drops. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, precious," he lies, the pad of his thumb caressing her cheekbone. "I just wish you loved me as much as I love you."

Chrissy's brow furrows with sorrow as she stutters. "I-I do love you, Eddie." Her hand closes over his on her face, rubbing. "I guess I thought it was obvious."

The melancholy smile remains and he faintly shakes his head to her confusion. "You'll understand someday."

"Eddie, I do understand." She feels almost frantic again, her voice rising a bit. "You have to believe me."

"Shhh, it's okay." He calms her with a soft kiss. "I didn't mean to upset you." He says it against her plush, warm lips before he moves slowly down to her neck. "Just wanted to make you feel good."

"You did, you do." she assures him with a sigh, his lips sucking gently at her skin. "I think he's gone now." He chuckles at that.

"Everything will work out, you'll see." He nuzzles at her neck, breathes her in, grateful that she's finally calm. "It'll all be over soon."

"I can't wait until it is," she says, wistful, "until we're free of this place." He nods and she feels it, her hands resting over his shoulder blades as he speaks one last time.

“Just try to lay very still.”

She only gets one blissful moment of confusion before his fangs sink deep into her neck.

She screams for all she's worth, realizing the deception far too late as the artifice of her room fades to show the cave once again. He drags her torso up off the bed as he continues draining her, and she pulls at his shirt, claws at his skin.

Until she can't.

Until she wakes with a yell in the trailer, in Eddie's bedroom.

She instantly pulls the covers up to her chin, her whole body trembling as the dream starts to fade. But for the moment, she remembers the pain and the fear. She remembers the moment of her death.

"Chrissy, are you okay?"

She jumps when Eddie touches her, roused by her cry and sitting up to check on her. "Hey, hey, it's me, you're okay."

"S-Sorry," she whimpers, and he pulls her into his arms and against his chest.

"Christ, you scared the shit out of me," he sighs, his own voice broken. "I thought someone had broken it."

"No, bad dream." She clings to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Really, really bad dream."

"Wanna talk about it?" he asks soothingly.

She shakes her head, her breathing evening out. "I just want to forget." He strokes her hair, kissing her on the top of her head as she makes a firm decree. "No more scary movies before bed."

He scoffs a laugh, squeezing her a little tighter. "You got it, sweetheart."

[jacobsbrainrot]

mornings, karl jacobs

IN WHICH you and karl waking up together<3

PRONOUNS she/they

WARNINGS none i don't think

WORD COUNT 823

NOTE so down bad for karl istg co-written w/ -SEXHAVERS on wattpad!

    THE WARM RAYS OF SUN peeked through the blinds of karl and (Y/N)'s shared bedroom, causing the two of them to stir slightly, they both had barely gotten any sleep the night before, only going to bed at around 6 am, working on the new set for tales even with bad and alex, it took forever but, they all wanted the best builds possible.

(Y/N)'s eyes slowly peeled open, reaching over to grab their phone from the night stand that had three monster cans as well as a little less than half cup of water, they cringed at the sight, setting a mental note to take them downstairs later on.

the notifications from all her social medias were never ending, deciding to check the god forsaken twitter one's, interacting with the many amazing dreamsmp supporters with a grin on  her face, most of the community was "protective" over all the female members the smp, since they were more prone to hate or just gross people in their dms or comments, all of them understood and loved the fans who did that, niki, (Y/N), and puffy would always speak about it in private after streams or events.

their social media scrolling was interrupted by karl's head on their shoulder and his arm wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer to him, she smiled at his relaxed, sleeping face, his beautiful features on full display for her enjoyment, she didn't see it often considering the fact he never slept and when he did she usually was asleep before he was.

(Y/N) tried to wiggle her way way out of his grip to go downstairs and make some coffee, but with his death grip was quite difficult. after struggling for around five minutes karl, thankfully, turned his body towards the wall and was no longer hold onto her, so they quickly but quietly wriggled out of their spot on the bed and snuck out the bedroom door and into the bathroom.

she scanned her self in the mirror still clad in one of karl's hoodie's that was oversized on her and a pair of old shorts from when she was in like middle school that still surprisingly fit their frame. reaching her hand over to the white cup that held her and karl's toothbrushes, they pulled out her yellow one and the tube of toothpaste from the counter.

after a quick shower, face wash, and clothing change (Y/N) made their way downstairs, being greeted by ethan who stood by the counter with a cup of coffee in a mug that had 'worlds best dad' printed on the front of it, she tried her best not to laugh, it truly wasn't that funny, but they were just tired and hadn't had coffee yet.

"what so funny?" he questioned watching (Y/N) make her way down the stairs, "when did you become a father?" she responded back with another question pointing at the mug in his hand.

"you're such a child." he rolled his eyes and went back to his room. she grabbed a cup and made a cup of the caffeine they desperately needed, and the sound of a door opening and shutting could be heard, but she didn't pay any attention to it.

the next thing she new, a small kiss was placed on her shoulder and a quick hug from behind made her realize their lover was finally awake. "g'morning sleeping beauty" (Y/N) greeted karl as he rubbed the remaining sleep out of his eyes.

"morning" he replied his natural voice masked slightly due to just waking up, he jumped up on the marble counter, making grabby hands at (Y/N) while she took her first sip of coffee, reluctantly they made their way over to his and wrapped her arms around his torso, as his arms wrapped around her shoulders.

"i love you" karl mumbled into her hair, a small smile etched onto his and (Y/N)'s faces, "i love you more" it came out more muffled due to her face being against his chest.

[butdidmarlenacomebackhome]

✨hcs for the courtiers reacting to their s/o wearing their trademark outfits✨

i think i did a pretty decent job at keeping this gender-neutral, let me know if there is any mistake/room for improvement. i'd love to hear your feedback 👉🏻👈🏻

🍷consul valerius

• blushes hard

• "what a presumptious lack of decorum" said while still blushing, therfore only half-hearted

• desperately tries to hide how much he likes it but his eyes permanently glued on you kind of betray him

• the only thing he loves more than himself & his status is you, so imagine how utterly smug would he be about seeing you in his attire (not that he'd ever openly show it!!! it wouldn't be proper of him 👀👀👀)

• if you follow him around/he catches sight of you while going about his day, any hope to get things done is thrown out the window

• he's definitely not staring at you during the courtiers' meeting, his eyes just happened to focus on the general area where you're standing/sitting

• at the end of the day will literally leave you a note on your bed saying you can keep the clothes, you're welcome ("my wardrobe can afford to lose a spare, while yours could definitely use something fashionable for a change")

• spoiler it's just a roundabout way to say he wants to see you wearing his clothes again & more often 👀

• from that day on, will go out of his way to gift you jewelry, clothes, accessories matching to his own and fully expects you to always wear them

🍖procurator volta

• blushes like crazy & her eyes literally fill with stars & sparkles,, almost cries bc of what she perceives to be a clear display of affection

• "mc!!! you look!!! absolutely!!! gorgeous!!!" in modern!au would definitely tell you you look like a snackkk but to be fair she thinks you're gorgeous on any normal day

• follows you around the whole day & shily holds your hand, she loves the idea of the two of you making your way through the palace in matching outfits

• normally she'd be pretty quaint but with you by her side reassuring her of your love so openly,,, she's just over the moon my friends 🚀🚀🚀

• thinks her clothes suit you better than they'd ever do on her, but on a side note she also probably thinks anything would look good on you (the precious baby ಥ_ಥ)

• she's also pretty honored to have you dress like her, it's like a public love declaration & it makes her all fuzzy to know you're not embarrassed of her

• she'll literally convince you to stop for snacks every 15 minutes tho & no matter what you're doing or what business you're attending to, you just can't resist her puss in boots eyes & decide to join her every single time

• at the end of the day, she hugs you (I hc her loving pda but rarely initiating it bc she's too shy, so it's a bit of a shock to suddenly receive a hug from her in the middle of the castle hallway) & thanks you for the wonderful day. snuggle with her in bed. do it.

tw. for slight nsfw-ish in next one but it's literally just an allusion that's barely even there + like 1 swear word

🐞pontifex vulgora

• does a double take, like they probably were just storming the hallways going off on a tangent about how tHERE'S NOT BEEN A SINGLE FIGHT IN DECADES AND THEY'RE SO WILLING TO START ONE WITH THE FIRST ONE THEIR EYES LAND ON- and then their eyes land on you and they have to check again to see if they'd actually seen what they think they've seen

• and holy shit do you look hot

• the gauntlets on you? the armor attire? yes ma'am please and thank you

• 100% will tease you at first

• "WHAT IS THIS? HAVE YOU FINALLY FALLEN OFF THE COUNTESS' GRACES NOT TO BE ABLE TO AFFORD YOUR OWN CLOTHES ANYMORE, MAGICIAN?"

• when you scoff & tell them you'd go get changed, they phisically S T O P you

• "I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD GO, MAGICIAN. ARE YOU BACKING OUT OF YOUR OWN DECISION? IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD YOU HAVE TO STICK TO IT, PET"

• proceeds to drag you wherever they go to show you off & always finds a way to keep their hands on you (they prolly also start carrying you on their shoulder at some point)

• will probably try to convince you to fight because you "have to look the part", your call if you want to humor the smol anger issues gremlin or not

• at the end of the day, they'd unabashedly ask you to keep the gauntlets on for later 👀

💉quaestor valdemar

• “oh what do we have here?”

• dr uwu is already more or less accustomed to seeing you in medical gear given the amount time you spend together in the dungeons (loveliest place for play dates mind you) but seeing you in their clothes is indeed something new

• a little confused at first but they got the spirit

• might tilt their head when they see you at first, then circle around you with that little cute smug smirk on their face to inspect you throughly and take you in from all angles [ I'm looking: respectfully 😌 ] just like a cat

• MOST IMPORTANTLY!! you know how they got those two cute bandaged silly cones on their head right??? there's no way you could get those to stand upright so you just kinda bandaged your head & gave up on trying to replicate the exact look but,, dr uwu notices & they're like ay no capt'n this ain't gonna fly here

• “now, now little magician we simply can't have that. a job half done is only half the fun after all” and they actually!!! make you sit down!!! reach out behind you!!! and start working on the bandages!!! braiding your hair!!! tucking them in!!! giving you their trademark cape!!!! yes i'm melting as i write this

• they too would appreciate having you around just to observe everyone's reactions to you both casually walking through the palace (shockingly) or in the dungeons while wearing matching clothes

• power couple tbh you'd have fun intimidating & unsettling every poor soul unlucky enough to encounter you on their path

• “are you having fun, my little magician? you seem to amuse yourself quite easily”

• at the end of the day if you ask nicely they may accept to lend them to you some other time you can tell they actually had quite a bit of fun too even if they don't say so out loud

🐛praetor vlastomil

• “s/o! what a lovely sight for sore eyes!”

• one word: e c s t a t i c

• def appreciates the gesture and gets quite vocal about it,, this worm baby will shower you with compliments and attention all day

• prepare yourself to be paraded around all day while vlastomil stops random servants just to say things along the lines of “look at my gorgeous s/o, aren't they just lovely?” cue love struck gaze towards you

• he ignores whatever response random servant #143 comes up with & quickly moves on

• you know what time is it??? time to visit your babies!!! the wormies would be so happy to see you!! I hope you're not squeamish he will prompt them to show you some love too

• probably urges you to keep your head high and be confident as you walk arm in arm to remind the peasants where they stand (beneath the soles of your shoes) together <3

• probably takes you for a carriage ride to show you off some more & stare flippantly at peasants

• will fix any slight imperfection every 2 seconds, like tilting your cape so that it doesn't hang too low nor too on the side & if he's close enough he'll give you a smooch or two too istg this man has no chill

• at the end of the day he whines sm because he doesn't want you to take off his clothes,, if you manage to convince him you actually have to get changed be prepared to be BOMBARDED with requests for you to do it again for the rest of your life

[tacticaldiary]

BRO BRO BRO HI I JUST READ UR OIKAWA X READER FIC CALLED LOSING AND I NEED A PART TWO ISTG- ITS VERY GOOD FJSHDBDHDBDB

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Losing Pt.2

Part 1

Genre: Fluff, a lil angst

Pairing: Reader x Tooru Oikawa

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It was surprisingly easy to avoid Oikawa. All Y/N had to do was look for the gaggle of lovestruck fangirls and then get out of the vicinity. That doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt when she heard him call out after her desperately. She had managed to avoid him for a week. A whole 7 days without Oikawa. 

Now that she had time to think, Y/N realises why he acted out like that. He had been tired and was hurting, with no clear outlet for his frustrations. She knew he wasn’t a violent person, by nature, that was more of an Iwaizumi thing. He preferred to show his love straightforwardly with affectionate gestures,  so she had been scared and taken aback to see him act like that. 

Y/N rubs her forearm at the memory. The bruise had mostly faded, only visible if you looked really closely. She missed him a lot, his warm hugs and affectionate gestures, his voice and his smiles, but nothing could excuse him physically hurting her, and Y/N refused to talk to him until he found a way to fix things. If he only saw her as a ‘problem’, then maybe they both would be better off without each other. 

Shaking her head the thought, she continues walking down the school hallway. THe last lesson had ended 15 minutes ago and Y/N had been hanging around the classroom in an attempt to avoid Oikawa, who had taken it upon himself to wait outside her classes. He usually left after waiting for a bit, probably assuming Y/N had already left. 

He furrows his eyebrows when the doors to the gymnasium don’t budge. Checking his pocket for the keys, which he really shouldn’t need to use because the whole team was supposed to be here by now, he sighs when he remembers how Iwaizumi had asked to have them this morning. Practise wasn’t cancelled today, as far as he knew, so why wasn’t anyone opening the door. 

“Hello?” he bangs on the door, pausing when he hears the squeaking of shoes on the floorboards. The door fly open to reveal Iwaizumi.

“Iwa-Chan! Are you trying to lock me out?” he says, moving to push past him into the gym, where he could see the rest of his team already warming up. 

He makes it about five steps in before he’s yanked back out. Letting out a sound of surprise. He regains his footing and stares at Iwaizumi, who is looking at him with scowl. 

“You’re an asshole, you know that?”

Oh. He knew then. 

“I know.” he crosses his arms. 

“Have you even tried to fix it?” “Of course I have! I just can’t get a hold of her, she’s avoiding me, Iwa-chan!” he huffs, frowning.

“She has every right too.” he sighs. Glancing at something over his best friends shoulder, he says. “Don’t screw this up” before walking back into the gym, shutting the door in Oikawa’s face when he tries to follow. 

He turns his back to the doors, about to yell something about Iwaizumi being mean, but freezes when he sees Y/N standing there, just as stunned as he is. They make eye-contact briefly, before Y/N shifts her gaze to the floor and starts walking past him.

Oikawa moves to block her path. “Y/N-chan, please...hear me out.” he says.

She considers it and sighs, still staring at the ground in front of his feet stubbornly. “What do you want Oikawa-”

“Tooru.” he blurts out before he can stop himself. “It-...can it still be Tooru?”

She blinks in surprise and shifts her gaze up to him. He had a pained, slightly hopeful expression on his face. “Why should it be?”

“Because I miss you.” he moves closer to her, and tallies it up as progress when she doesn’t move away. “I miss you so much, I can’t think properly.”

“Well you should have thought of that before you...” she trails off rubbing her forearm subconsciously. The movement doesn’t escape his eyes, and he frowns when he sees the remnants of the bruise. His bruise. 

He gingerly reaches out and gently grasps her arm, checking to see that she was okay with it, before carefully bringing it up to his face to have a closer look. Running his thumb over the patch of skin, he whispers.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Y/N-chan. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” his voice gets slightly louder. “You know I’d never hurt you on purpose right? It was an accident. I want to say that I’ll be more careful next time, but there won’t be a next time, ever, I swear.” his tone gets more desperate, willing her to believe him, pleading with her to see he means it.

“Oikawa, It’s-” he swears he’s never hated his last name this much before and he cuts her off

“You’re not a problem Y/N-chan, I promise. I was just...frustrated, I guess. You’re one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Please forgive me, I miss you so damn much. I don’t want to lose you.” he brings her palm to his cheek and looks at her pleadingly. 

“It’s alright...Tooru.” she smiles a little, amused by the way his face lights up. “I’m not going anywhere. I just want you to stop pushing yourself so much.”

He nods, his body relaxing with relief. When she pulls him forward for an embrace, he eagerly complies, throwing his arms around her and burying his face in her shoulder. God, he missed this. He missed her, he thinks, pecking her temple sweetly.

After a few moments, he takes her by the hand intertwining their fingers and grabs her bag from where it had fallen on the floor. He pulls her along with him as they walk towards the front gates. 

“Tooru, the gym’s back that way.”

He glancing back for a second, before grinning at Y/N. “Practise can wait.”

The statement leaves Y/N shell-shocked. Never in her life did she think she’d hear those words from his mouth. 

“Y/N-chan, you’re gonna catch flies.” he grins and continues to pull her along. “Come on! I’m thinking we get ice-cream.”

“Y-yeah, that works.”

They walk together, falling easily into their old pattern of banter and all the both of them can think is how much they missed this.

Requests are open

[leia-imogen]

aaron & the family he's found all by himself; vol. 2 // vol. 1

( ft. short jokes, a belated birthday shopping trip, & an ultra-chaotic winter break )

( for @criswisstuff & anyone who enjoyed the first one <3 )

savannah, who is 5'9, is constantly teasing aaron and cleo for being short. katelyn's good at 5'6, and also a bit impossible to tease bcs she's the actual best, so she gets to escape this

cleo ( 5'2 ) is perfectly delighted to have someone shorter than her for once in her life, even by only 2 inches

aaron: guys, just try and see this from my point of view

sav: [ collapses ]

katelyn: [ crouches down ]

cleo: [ sits cross-legged on floor ]

aaron: dude you're literally 2 inches taller than me

cleo: 2 and a quarter

sav is so smug about this but in a good-natured way, in that she and cleo call aaron "kid" or "kiddo" or "pipsqueak" and he doesn't mind bcs they always say it w such a huge smile and he likes to respond to sav with "how's the weather up there, tall-ass?"

and katelyn thinks it's ridiculously adorable how tiny aaron is and obviously she uses him as an armrest all the time

katelyn, petting aaron's hair: guys guys omg he's like an angsty mini blond kitten and i would kill for him <3

sav, popping up between them: mini-yard :))

before i get super distracted, i just wanna mention that aaron met sav and cleo towards the end of november, so they missed the twin's birthday

but sav still insists that she must take him shopping bcs sure his fashion sense is fine but there's always room for improvement, isn't there, aaron??

he relents, so long as she and cleo and katelyn ( who already gave him a birthday present?? why's she doing this??? ) don't spend too much money

sav drags him all around south carolina to the best thrift stores she can find and cleo and katelyn are amazed that she can get such fantastic deals on the supermodel clothes she wears

fr she's literally a fashion design major ( + minoring in business management ) and she shows up to class in skilfully done drugstore makeup and an absolutely killer outfit for like 15 bucks

she grew up poor, and she's still poor now, even if she ( thankfully ) managed to scrape a cheerleading scholarship

sav, flicking through a rack of dresses labelled $4 apiece: RIP to little miss rich bitch reynolds but i'm different ;)

no hate to allison she's awesome but she grew up in the lap of luxury surrounded by designer brands so she knows NOTHING about thrifting and rationing money in general

oh and sav and allison have kind of a frenemies thing going on bcs they're both fighting for the top spot of their fashion design course

they spend the whole day shopping and aaron ends up with a highly upgraded wardrobe that contains a lot of cute pastel stuff and sav's promise to do his makeup

aaron insists on paying for dinner at the really nice pizza place a short drive from campus even tho they all protest

and andrew knows he's found new friends, but has no idea that it's the vixens and he's dating one of them. nicky does tho, but he's sworn to secrecy

nicky thinks his new clothes are adorable and is stunned when aaron tells him the total cost

"oh my GOD that girl sounds like a genius."

"yeah, her name's sav. you guys,, would get along, i think."

okay now for the winter break part!!

i think that you can get permission to stay at dorms if you're an international student or something??

anyways since sav's super upset bcs her father straight-up told her not to come home bcs he has a new girlfriend ( god i hate sav's father )

katelyn would stay with her, but her dad can finally have her home in new york for christmas and she really doesn't want to miss it

cleo, the only one with a properly functional family, is going back to her big family house and loving parents and grandma and aunt and siblings and cousins. love that for her.

so aaron and sav are stuck at psu for 2 weeks and aaron's surprisingly cool with this. and sav's excited bcs for the first time since her mom died, she can spend her christmas with someone she actually wants around instead of her shitty-ass father and his constant stream of bitchy girlfriends

they spend a lot of time together, stealing food from the athlete's dining hall to make their own weird combos, which usually ends with aaron making something Cool and Interesting and sav gagging and spitting out whatever strange concoction she had previously insisted would taste good

i literally can't bring myself to give a shit about the twinyards' deal bcs andrew literally became best friends with renee?? and hooks up with guys at eden’s??? idk what's going on there but it's like andrew is trying to control aaron's life while he can do whatever he wants??? and honestly wtf????

also let me just make it clear that i ADORE andrew so so much he's one of my favourite comfort characters ever but i'm not gonna make excuses for his shitty behaviour. i fully believe he heals and puts away his pride to apologise to aaron, nicky, and kevin for his treatment of them

that's definitely not to say that aaron's internalised homophobia isn't eww, but with so many important people in his life gay, he makes a huge effort to get over it

so andrew just thinks that aaron is spending a lot of time in the library or out with nicky or something

and when aaron tells sav about this deal, she's kinda horrified, but it's pretty clear to her that aaron so desperately wants to fix his relationship with his brother, and she's not in any place to discourage him, is she?

the only thing she can do is hope that he won't come out all the worse for it

and stare at the boy curled up on the other end of the pale pink sofa cleo's parents had gotten, wonder just how much shit he'd been put through, and decide she was going to be his best friend

aaron's face has gone entirely impassive. sav nudges his fluffy-socked foot with her own, then reaches out to smooth the crease between his eyebrows. "careful, you'll wrinkle your pretty little face."

aaron is very caught off guard by this, and very promptly flushes bright red, which contrasts with the pale teal hoodie he stole from katelyn

"okay, enough talk about depressing crap. wanna go make christmas cookies now?"

"yeah."

so they make christmas cookies. well, it was supposed to be christmas cookies, but it turns into double chocolate fudge cookies somewhere along the line. neither of them knows how

them baking together is the definition of chaos. they're still blasting songs, and sav is singing along terribly

"yOu'Re A mEaN oNe, Mr. GrInCh," while poking aaron's cheek as he tries to mix something. he throws a handful of flour at her. "yOu ReAlLy ArE A hEel."

anyways obviously sav retaliates and that ends in a flour fight. it only stops when aaron deadass cracks an egg on sav's head and she smears chocolate into his hair

she also tries to make him sing along to baby, it's cold outside

"i'Ve GoT tO Go `wAAyyy~" she holds a spatula up to his face

"go away."

they video call katelyn, who takes one look at the mess in the cramped dorm kitchen and sighs so loudly and dramatically that her dad pops in and asks if everything's okay

aaron freezes up at the sight of him and sav quickly turns off the camera, bcs they both want to make good impressions on him, and being covered in various cookie ingredients just won't cut it, ya know?

the cookies turn out delicious and sav sends all their group chat various photos of the process, most of which consist of selfies with her making goofy faces while aaron is simultaneously baking and flipping off the camera

plus a several videos of sav enthusiastically dancing and mouthing the lyrics of, as follows, all i want for christmas is you, let it snow, and santa claus is coming to town and aggressively pointing a spatula at aaron

"c'mon aari, just sing! please??? please???? please you can do it i believe in you!!"

finally he just. gives up. "okay, you know what? fine, i'll sing to ONE and then you will STOP bothering me you insolent dumbass."

sav beams. santa baby starts playing. aaron is very clearly going through five stages of grief in 0.5 seconds

"go on," sav says sweetly as she slides in next to a pouting aaron, "i'll sing with you."

sav slings an arm around his shoulder and sways with him, so it's just her doing that and him grumpily mumbling the lyrics

and when the cookies are cooling down, they start cleaning the kitchen up. aaron rubs some spilled egg yolk into sav's hair but it goes pretty okay otherwise, since they're just listening to more christmas songs and chatting about light stuff, like aaron's biochem course, sav's fashion course, and their dumb classmates

aaron mostly listens tho, and learns that sav kind of hates allison reynolds for giving up her inheritance when she would do ANYTHING for even the tiniest fraction of that money

but she still thinks allison's gorgeous bcs c'mon

and that sav's dream is to one day open her own boutique!!

aaron spends most of the actual christmas day with the monsters at eden's bcs nicky and andrew wanted to

he spent a lot of the time texting on their group chat

doessavvyisgay: so u just go to a nightclub every week??

unaliveme: i mean yeah, i literally worked here for a while. we needed money and nicky was already working 2 jobs night and day

actualblessing: babe ur backstory is so tragic

unaliveme: i'm a fox for a reason ig

cleo.magda: Yes but-

doessavvyisgay renamed this conversation "aaron miniyard support group"

unaliveme: oh ffs

unaliveme: sav subject change go

doessavvyisgay: i'm at the clothes store what should i get?

actualblessing: something pretty :)

doessavvyisgay: sorry, i can't buy the cashier

cleo.magda: Wow.

doessavvyisgay: I DID GET HER NUMBER THO

unaliveme: lmaooo what's her name?

doessavvyisgay: uh

unaliveme: savannah istg u don't even know her name??

actualblessing: s a v

actualblessing: damn u really do be turning on the Charm tho

actualblessing: respect i didn't even talk to aaron till i asked him for notes bcs he has rly pretty notes and also a rly pretty face

actualblessing: and even then i was like :0

unaliveme: IT WAS CUTE I PROMISE

doessavvyisgay: u 2 = the only valid heterosexual couple

actualblessing: rt

unaliveme: oh shit i'm getting super drunk

cleo.magda: Aaron, you drink? That's not legal, get out of there right now. Kids these days-

unaliveme: cleo u have literally seen me get drunk af,, the first time we met,,, and anyways this is how my family bonds ✌🏻

doessavvyisgay: that's. so damn weird kiddo but go off ig

actualblessing: no go find better things to bond about other than alcohol and weird sweaty dancing

cleo.magda: Yeah, go watch some Christmas movies!

unaliveme: nicky makes us watch die hard every year

doessavvyisgay: see u in hell, kiddo ;)

cleo.magda: I meant things like The Polar Express and Home Alone.

actualblessing: merry christmas ya filthy animals!!

doessavvyisgay: merry xmas y'all i'm gonna go to that christmas party bcs i'm super bored

unaliveme: merry christmas mothers and fuckers

cleo.magda: Merry Christmas, you guys!

[justboredtingz]

ISTG tumblr hates me! I promise I’m working on the fic you requested! And can I get illumi with a black boo who can hold her own and don’t take no shit especially from his punk ass mama! Also you notice how fucking BUILT that man is GODDAMN those shoulders!!! 🤪 also I wanna braid his hair

his hoe ass mama would probably be mad BECAUSE you’re black smh bird ass she always gotta find a problem with something I’m really sitting here mad asl writing this LOL but anyway this is just a bad porno with some plot so   e n j o y

“I know I called your mom a broke down ass bitch but she tried me!” You plopped down on the couch of your apartment before letting out an annoyed groan,” I told you it was a bad idea to bring me! You know I don’t do disrespect and you KNOW I get active! She only said that bullshit cause I’m black and we both know it!” 

If Illumi wasn’t there to drag you away, you’re almost positive you’d have tried to knock kikyo’s head off of her shoulders, completely disregarding the fact that she’s the mother of a family of assassins. At this point, Illumi’s blood lust that was radiating off of his body couldn’t compare to yours. She should have never said that you weren’t the “type” of person she thought Illumi would get with. Especially not while looking at the perfect ass twist out you took forever on! This all started because he decided it was time to introduce you to his mother, considering the fact that you both have been in a relationship for well over a year. You had already met his father and the guy seemed to be quite supportive of it all, as long as you didn’t get in the way of Illumi’s work. Hoping for the same reaction from his mother, you showed up dressed as classy as possible and made sure to be respectful, but it seems like his mother had other plans. Well, it ended up with you going off on the woman and exposing some of the.. Sinful escapades you’ve participated in with her son. 

Illumi chuckled to himself as he locked the door behind him before joining you on the couch. He pulled you closer to his body by your waist to place a lingering kiss to your neck, “you’re quite bold for speaking to my mother like that, it reassures me I made the right choice in choosing you to be mine.”

There have been many times before where you did not HESITATE to tell someone they’re wrong, especially when it came to Illumi. At some point you had even went off on Hisoka and made him apologize. It’s definitely one of the reasons Illumi took interest in you; what’s not attractive about a woman who can hold her own?

His words never failed to send butterflies straight to your core, “yea well if you ever find me dead somewhere it’s because ya mama put a hit out on my head. But you best believe they’re gonna have to put up a fight!”

With the same unreadable expression he always wears, Illumi turned your head to where you could look into his eyes,” I suppose that means I have to have as much fun with you as I can before that happens, right?“

It was hard as is to get Illumi on an intimate level( most of the time you’d have to whine for him to even touch you), so having him actually initiate it gets you excited. The reason being, he gets aggressive in the best way possible. With a smirk, you pulled his head closer to yours to a point your lips skimmed his,“ If this ‘fun’ you speak of doesn’t involve me getting fucked senseless I don’t want it~”

Illumi snaked a hand under your shirt, giving your breast a slight squeeze. His usual dark eyes seemed to grow darker by the second,” Take off everything for me.”

He did not have to tell you twice. He allowed you to get up and strip down, standing in front of him in all of your naked glory.

He reached out for you, bringing you down to straddle his lap,” I like you much more like this.”

You made quick work of grinding yourself against his clothed crotch, gripping his shoulders for support. Without breaking eye contact, one long finger found itself swiping between the lips of your sex, his cold touch causing your back to arch. Without warning, he pushed his finger into your hole, slowly pumping it while massaging your clit with his thumb. You continued to grind yourself on his hand, starting to feel your body heat up,”mmm~”

His cock twitched, but he ignored it as he pushed a second finger into your begging heat, feeling it try to suck him in with a lewd squelch. He stretched you out and curved his fingers when he found that one spot that makes you dizzy. 

Your pace quickened as he continued to finger you and rub rough circles around your clit. “Let’s see how long you can hold out, don’t cum until I tell you to, darling.” All you could do was nod and clinch around his fingers, trying desperately to hold everything in. He bore into you with the black holes called his eyes, watching every reaction and expression strewn across your lovely features.

“Illumi~ I- I can’t..” He was the only one capable of getting you off only from his fingers. The way he was looking at you wasn’t helping your case either. You were so close and you really wanted to hold it in, but the more he touched you the harder it became.

His other hand found itself wrapped around your throat with a firm grip, “You can and you will. Since when are you the type to defy me?” His head was tilted at an angle, daring you to disobey.

At this point your eyes were rolling to the back of your head, it felt like in any second you could just explode. Words were falling out of your mouth but you weren’t sure exactly what you were saying until..

“Cum.”

Static covered your mind as a hot liquid dripped from your core all over Illumi’s hand, however he continued to massage your clit, milking out as much as he could. 

“Oooo fuck~” your head fell into his shoulder, body shaking from aftershocks.  

Illumi removed his fingers, admiring the way the light reflected off of your juices, “You follow instructions so well, darling, I might be having my children sooner than expected.” 

“So you’re telling me that all I had to do to have your babies is be a good girl? You could have told me that a long time ago,” you murmured. He only hummed before picking you up by your thighs to carry you to your bedroom, “Now.. Let’s see how much of my cum you can hold inside tonight,”

 You couldn’t help but let out an excited giggle. We’re getting to the good part!

After dropping you on the plump comforter with ease, Illumi began taking his shirt off. Broad shoulders, smooth skin, lean muscle. God really came through the day he put you and lucifer himself together. 

With a new determination, you scrambled to the edge of the bed and brought your hands to the waistline of his pants, harshly pulling them down to set his erection free. Before you had the chance to touch him, he pushed your shoulders to where you were completely on your back. You were about to question him before he spoke.

“Open you legs, (y/n),” He ordered. You can only choke back a needy plea and do as he says, spreading yourself wide enough so he could see what he does to you.

He’s staring at your damp flesh with a hungry look in his eyes. The intensity of it by itself could send you over the edge. 

You scooted closer to the edge of the bed where he was standing. “Whatever you’re thinking about doing please please please come do it,” you whined. If he took any longer you were just gonna have to fuck him yourself.

“When you beg so nicely, how could I refuse?” He replied, already pulling you by your thighs to line himself up with your hips.

 The blunt head of his cock parted your inner muscle and the farther he went, the pure length of his cock made you feel like you were choking. He angled his hips, insinuating himself deeper until you felt the base of his shaft meet with your soft skin. 

Your core gave a few involuntary spasms at the invasion, still shaky from your first orgasm. All you could do was let a drawn out moan, “Ilumi~~”

Without any warning, he cants his hips back, then forces back in. Your toes curled in the air as you held your knees to your chest. A soft grunt leaves you as he does it again, then again, then again, all in which are slow, hard, deep. It’s like the air is forced out of you with every thrust, pleasure burning from the inside out.

Illumi’s hand found itself sliding up to your stomach, his pace changing into something more aggressive,” Soon, you’ll be all full and plump with my children. Hold in everything that I give to you and you’ll be rewarded.” 

“please~” Tears began to prickle your eyes from the pure force he’s using. The palm on your stomach slid up farther and found a permanent spot on your sternum, most likely being used as leverage as he fucks into you.

The harder he pounded your soft, pliable insides into jelly, the more submissive you felt; you felt like you were truly becoming pregnant and it certainly wasn’t a feeling you were against. Your fingers scratched up his chest until they came down on his shoulders, pulling him so you could feel him against you. He didn’t fight it and gave you the satisfaction of hearing his heavy breaths in your ear. 

Sex rubbed raw from the friction and pleasure, your second orgasm was coming close. Your vision became static once again, but this time it was far more intense.

“Fuck please! Please fucking cum in me!! I need it so much oh my god-” Your words fumbled out in a slur as you felt something inside of you burst. This only caused Illumi to go harder. He could literally break you if he wanted, but no, he’d rather have you walking around full of his cum or fat with his kids. Either way was perfectly fine with him.

At last, a quiet grunt forces itself from his throat, and he pushes your legs as wide open as they go for his last few pumps, trying to stuff his cum all in.

“Hold it all in, (y/n), don’t let a single drop fall,” Illumi thrust himself in as far as he could go and sat still.

You both lied there for a moment before he sat up off of you, looking down to see pearls of milky fluid drip down his cock, your pussy still clenching tight around him from how good he had fucked you, like it would kill you if he left you empty. You knew it, just from the look in his eyes, without saying a word. There was almost no doubt you were carrying his baby after this. 

Thinking you were done, you never expected him to pull out of you and flip you over to where your ass was in air. 

“Huh?-”

“I just want to be sure~”

Yea his punk ass mama gonna be real mad when she got some little black babies running around smh

[celestialsoft]

⤻   *       GREETINGS AND HELLO !!!! :   IT IS I   ,   ADMIN EDIE !    HERE ONCE AGAIN HERE TO POST AN INTRO  :~))))  

this time i’m here to introduce you to my tenderhearted wee bab of an angel who clears my skin and grows by crops tBH, FRANK KANGDAE LONGBOTTOM, my lionhearted boi who deserves e v e r y t h i n g ( literally ; empty out your pockets and give EVERYTHING u have to frankleface longbooty—— he . deserves . it . all . !!!!! ) if you’d like to plot, please like this post or hmu in my im’s &��without further ado —— here’s frank ! pls love him

⤻   *       APPLICATION   —— !

* ╰    ( KIM YOUNGKYUN )┋have you met ( FRANKLIN KANGDAE LONGBOTTOM ) ? ( he ) reminds me of ( deep loneliness and deep kindness grown in equal parts —— and he speaks, so overcome with love, that i forget we are at war. he grew up hanging lanterns on hilltops to make sure the moon could see at night ; and practiced catching droplets of rain with his lips —— because even the clouds deserved a little romance. ' i infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void ' —— tenderhearted boy , luminescent boy : boy frightened , boy destroyed. unravelled by kindness ; compassion consumed —— on the precipice of supernova , he burns brightest in the darkest hour. he looks to me as if he were a man forged entirely of tenderness and the sun ; yet he is the sweet nocturne that plays despite how the beginning of the end has begun ). a ( twenty-one ) year old ( tenth ) year ( gryffindor ), the ( paladin ) is known to be ( + tenderhearted & + clement ), yet ( — oversolicitous & — pensive ). that explains why they’re majoring in ( healing ). rumour has it, ( frank ) is siding with ( the order ) in the solemn war that blazes beyond the castle walls. ( edie, 22, aedt, she/her )

⤻   *       ABOUT FRANK  ——   !!

ahhhhh, frank longbottom —— where do i even start ????? if there’s just one thing that you should absolutely know about frank longbottom, it is that he is a gosh darn heckin’ angel. his heart is ??? so ??? genuinely pure ??? just thinking about it makes me want to tear up tbh

frank is the kind of boy who will charge straight into the carnage and chaos of the whomping willow to save a cat. he’s the kind of boy who hangs out by the edge of the black lake, worried that the giant squid is feeling lonely. he’s the kind of boy who sees the potential for good in everyone & everything, and is genuinely confused and appalled by acts of unkindness and malice when they occur. he chooses the path of benevolence, always, and he wants to keep everyone he loves safe so he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders and feels like it is up to him, & him alone, to SAVE THE WORLD and make it a better place. i repeat for you my fronds : frank longbottom gosh darn heckin’ angel. but my god, is he a broken one.

⤻   *       BACKGROUND   ——   !!

frank was born into a sacred 28 pureblood family who cared very little for blood purity, but a whole lot for social justice & fighting for what is right. thomas and augusta longbottom first met at the ministry of magic, where their ‘ left-wing ’ progressive ideas about wizard / muggle / magical creature relations brought them together. their love brought frank longbottom into the world ; a child who was, from an early age, exposed to concepts of in/equality, systematic oppression, privilege, biased public policy, and injustice through his parents.

under the steady & tireless virtuous guidance of his mother and father, frank longbottom bloomed from infancy into childhood with a strong sense of egalitarianism & selflessness that most children only learned well into adolescence, and he had an awareness of the injustices of the world that many people did not gain even well into adulthood. yet despite his parent’s rather strict & heavy hand in discipline, there was always a remarkable air of benevolence and incorruptibility about frank that refused to be befouled.

nevertheless, frank was a terribly lonely child. he was homeschooled by a thoroughly screened, left-wing half-blood governess, and she was just about his only connection to the outside world. it goes without saying that sacred 28 pureblood socialising events & parties were off-limits and out of the question for frank, and since the longbottoms lived in suburban muggle england, frank was always too scared to socialise with many of the children in his neighbourhood, fearful that he would accidentally expose his magical lineage & incur terrible consequences for his folly. shut away in a house of absolute virtue and morality, frank longbottom was a victim of utter loneliness & never got to experience the world his parents adamantly taught and trained him to save … until his letter from hogwarts arrived, that is.

⤻   *       HOGWARTS   ——   !!

frank was a heckin’ confusing four-way house hat stall during his sorting. the hat sensed the resolute loyalty and benevolence of hufflepuff in him, the love and respect for knowledge and learning of ravenclaw in him & the tenacity and ambition to achieve his goals of slytherin in him, but ultimately, the sorting hat settled on “ GRYFFINDOR ! ”, declaring its choice with a booming roar. above all, the sorting hat sensed frank to be brave —— willing ( & desperate, even ) to fight for what is right. it’s a shame that frank, to this day, doesn’t seem to see this bravery in himself. but by the warm beacon of the gryffindor common room fireplace, under the twinkling candlelights of the great hall, and at the top of the astronomy tower ( the stars and galaxies at the reach of his very own fingertips ), frank, at hogwarts has grown to be exactly the kind of person his parents have always wanted him to be : stalwartly true ; combatting hate with kindness, and enveloping cruelty with warmth. he loves deeply and vastly, and he honestly radiates this other-worldy quality of brightness ??? he’s the light in the dark, and oh how he shines. 

however —— the fact that he’s already grown into someone that his parents are proud of doesn’t stop frank from still wanting to be better, and wanting to save the world. what frank doesn’t realise is that he can hardly save the world if he can’t first save himself. he’s constantly emotionally and physically exhausted ; spending every moment of his time helping those around him and making sure to change to the world one kind act at a time. slowly but surely, frank’s bleeding heart and compulsion for kindness is coming to the point of being harmful to his own health and wellbeing. 

so yeah … … . though frank is falling apart, he never lets this show & he really tries to never make this anyone else’s problem. through the haze of responsibility and moral duty that has always clouded frank’s life, there’s still a profound tenderness and warmth about him ; and among all his advocations and efforts towards justice & peacetime, it’s difficult to discern just how deeply scared, lost, and confused the boy is in a world that refuses to cease changing right before his very eyes ; an inevitable war upon the horizon. 

⤻   *       LITTLE HEADCANONS   ——   !!

frank has always been V MAGICALLY GIFTED. he showed his first signs of magic when he was just one and a half, when he had a terrible nightmare & woke up screaming in the middle of the night. instead of waiting for his parents to come and calm him down though, frank simply closed his eyes & focused on his breathing. when his parents stumbled into the room ; sleep hazy in their eyes, they could hardly believe what they saw : the entire room, covered in flowers and lush foliage —— something that frank had somehow conjured up to keep himself calm ( b/c untamed childhood magic be CRAZY ). frank is now able to command wandless magic, which is a GODSEND tbh b/c he’s such a sleep-deprived mess & he loses his wand c o n s t a n t l y istG

being a sacred 28 pureblood with quite advanced magical abilities, frank has always been in high demand for pureblood partnership through an arranged marriage. his parents, have always hastily shot down offers ( bc they aren’t all up in that pureblooded nonsense ! ), but that hasn’t stopped pureblooded parents from reaching out anyway :/ yIKEs :/// 

frank is part of the slug club ,,,,,,,,,,,,, and like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, every single other club / extracurricular. baby longbottom is an OVERACHIEVER EXTRAORDINAIRE —— YA BOI DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO CHILL. it’s not that frank is driven by any sort of particular ambition and self-interest, though ?? rather, frank’s heavy involvement in every aspect of school life stems from the aforementioned incredible pressure of his parent’s expectations ; frank applying himself to every possible aspect of school life and extracurriculars in the hopes that he will make them proud

frank has so little chill that he’s actually started sleepwalking … yikes ????? it probably doesn’t help that frank is involved in almost every sport club tbH, & he is also gryffindor quidditch team’s seeker. the thing is that he could never give any sport up. sport is so cathartic for frankie my boi, because it helps him forget his worries & his responsibilities. while he’s playing sport he is just a body —— he is pulsing blood, deep breaths & he is free.

⤻   *       OTHER FUN FACTS / GENERAL SUMMARY DOT POINTS ABOUT FRANKLEFACE LONGBOOTY   ——   !!

THE MOST CLEAN CUT KID OF THE YEAR AWARD GOES TO : frank longbottom, OFC. innuendo is lost on the kid ( he is v v v lost every time someone uses the word ‘ wand ’ as double entendre ), and has only consumed alcohol once in his life —— and even then, it was by accident ( it was in a spiked cherry berry trifle at an end of year christmas party back in first year ). 

LATELY, THOUGH, frank has taken up smoking. he does it in secret ; one cigarette every night in the astronomy tower, or by the black lake. if anyone ever found out about this frank would be MORTIFIED & would legitimately probably DIE of shame, so ………….. *coughs* someone pls walk in on him smoking one day. 

it’s so strange, because frank is incredibly in touch with the real travesties and injustices of the world, but in many ways he’s completely naive and lacking in real life experience. he is such an experientially sheltered kiddo, someone pls take him out and get him RAGING DRUNK bc he needs to chill out tbH

#mumfriend

takes literally 15 minutes out of each of his days to have a few conversations with a few of hogwarts’ cats ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, what a loser ??

gets excited when people ask him for help with their homework ( hELP ME ???? )

excels at all his subjects, but has a particular soft-spot for astronomy, herbology and care of magical creatures :’)

LOVES KNITTING —— stress knits a lot . he’d like to just knit the entire world up into a snug lil blanket and keep it safe and warm 

wants to single handedly save the world

did i mention ????? babe is a gosh dark heckin’ angel

in the mirror of erised, frank would see all his friends and family happy and smiling —— but he wouldn’t even be in the frame. mY HEART BREAKS OVER THIS HEADCANON TBH

frank has a cat named alexis de tocqueville 

i’ve run out of things to dot point & this is probably WAY TOO LONG ALREADY ANYWAY ??? so i’ll stop :o :o :o but please come and interact with my son ?!!!!!!??!? i love yall peace out

[angustdtt]

- lost keys - BTS Jimin

a/n: idek, this was sitting on my drive. t’was for a friend headcannon and decided to re-write it

word count: 1.2k genre:mainly fluffer, not requested. summary: in which you are roomates with Jimin, Yoongi and Tae, and you forgot your keys :o pairing: JiminxReader(she) - Ft. Yoongi & Tae

masterlist

Y/N: Please tell me you're home Jimin: I am...What's up? Y/N: I forgot my keys! Jimin: I'll be down in a sec. Y/N: My hero!!

‘YES!’ you cheered internally when you saw Jimin came into view from the stairs. 

He was probably lazing around when you text him, since he wore some bermuda shorts and flip-flops with a white tank top that popped his arm muscles. Once he opened the building door you smiled, genuinely happy to see him. Jimin looked a bit flustered and dedicated a half timid smile your way. Judging by his ruffled hair, he was probably lying on the couch half asleep like he normally is at this hour, and that made you feel a little bad and you messaged him to come and rescue you because you forgot your damn keys. Mentally you took a note to stop being this scatterbrained- if only it was easy like that.

“Ah Jiminie” you sobbed “My hero!!” without thinking you hugged him and he awkwardly grabbed your waist but returned the hug “I’m so, so sorry. But Ive been outside for like thirty minutes” You apologized, entering the building and walking to the set of stairs.

“Thirty minutes!? Why didn't you just called me first?”

“I didn't want to disturb you! I know this day is kinda tiring for you, and if Yoongi or Tae were available I would've just run to them and get the keys, but they didn't answer their phones” You huffed. “ It’s so weird though cause normally after using my keys I drop them inside my bag” you tell him, walking up the stairs.

“Yea ha ha ha, well it happens…” he laughs nervously. “Tae and Yoongi will get back to the flat late today right?” He asks

“Yeah, they’ll be back around 2 AM I think, why?”

“I was thinking on maybe watching a movie, you know...chill?" you looked at him teasingly.

“NO no, I didn't mean it like …Netflix and chill…ha ha ha” he laughs embarrassed showing his half crescent eye smile “Ew ha ha.”

“Ew? Nice touch Jiminie.” You thumbed up to him being playful, while Jimin opened the door to the apartment. “You should feel lucky you are my savior because I would've punch you for that, you hurt my heartu” you pout at him.

Jimin left his flip-flops on the entrance, keeping the door open until you walked through the threshold  “Let’s watch a movie Jiminie” you agreed, throwing your bag behind the door. Jimin looks at you and smiles “you can choose which one” he fist bumps the air and hurries to to the TV “I’m gonna change and take my makeup off, be right back.” you run towards the shared room you have with Yoongi to change into more comfortable clothes, while doing so, you checked your phone.

Y/N: -HEELP I'm outside I forgot my keys! Are you at work already??!         -nvm

Yoongs: Sorry babygirl, I was attending some clients. You got home safe?

He had replied, a little late of course.

Y/N: Yeah, chims was home so he came down to open the door. Idk where I lost my kets thought...istg I left them on my bag.

Yoongs: Mmmm, Idk. I did saw Jimin around your bag yesterday, he said he was looking for some notes but I didn't inquired further.

Y/N: Strange...he didn't mention that. Well anyway, gtg we are watching a movie.

Yoongs: Netflix and chill with the chims, huh? Nice...

Y/N: Pfff he got all sweaty when I made the same joke. lol.

Yoongs: -I bet he is picking a romantic one he knows you'll like...                -He is tryna get your in the mood~

Y/N: Nasty~

You laughed and throw away your phone to start changing your clothes, but kept thinking about what Yoongi said. did Jimin really rummage through your bag yesterday?.

Walking with your pajamas on, you headed to the couch were Jimin was waiting for you with some snacks and drinks over the table. 'sweet Jimin' you thought.

“What are we watching today?” you asked flopping next to him while you opened a can of soda and drinking from it.

“Me before you”  he answered.

You gulped, your throat suddenly dry “I love that movie”

“Yeah I know, that’s why I picked it” he turned his head and smiled widely “I haven’t seen it yet.” licking your lips nervously, you thought back to Yoongi's text. “Is that okay?” Jimin asked waiting your reply, taking a sit next to you.

“Sure”

In the middle of the movie your stomach started to grumble and Jimin hands over the snacks. with a 'Thanks' you place the bowl on your lap.The movie is reaching it's peek, and you know the tears will soon be falling down your cheeks because it always gets you emotional, no matter how much times you re-watch it. Grabbing a big handful of chips Jimin reached for some too and your hands touched, at the contact Jimin flinched, yanking his hand away snacks flying out the bowl in the process.

“Woo bro. I don't have leprosy, chill….” you retorted, handing the bowl to him.

“It’s not that...” he started, grabbing your hand gently, leaving the chip bowl aside “Your hands are so cold, Y/n” he turned his eyes from the TV and kept looking down at your hands on his. You blushed at his warm gentle touch “always....” he adds, almost whispering.

“I’m a lizard” you said, evading the awkward and tense moment.

“Aah," Jimin chuckled "that explains your flaky skin” he nodded and smiled showing his tongue.

“Hey!..” you grabbed your face removing yourself from Jimin’s hold “It’s not flaky! I can’t go hydrating my skin every 5 minutes” he cracked a laugh and you pouted, slightly offended.

“Of course…” Jimin’s laugh dies, his gaze serious. Looking at him you pursed lips into a thin line and he did the same. After what it felt forever some classical music starts playing and Jimin looked away. Silently, you take a deep breath slowly so Jimin can’t hear.

“She looks lovely in that red dress” Jimin pointed out.

“She’s Emilia Clarke, she looks beautiful in rags, to be honest” you chuckled softly. “She is my waifu” you mentioned hugging your legs to your body, resting your chin on top of them.

“Yeah she is okay I guess…” Jimin partially agrees.

You turned eyes to him dramatically. “Excuse you?” opening your mouth in 'O' shape you stare at him baffled “How dare you say she is just okay? Don’t you see her bro?” Jimin scratched his head and looked down smiling. “She is gorgeous”

“I do see her…” he replied. You are about to say something when he continues “But I guess my concept of gorgeous is different from yours” he locked his eyes with yours, and you swear you see him gulp.

“Jimin…I need to ask you... something” you turn your whole body towards him and he stiffens a bit.

“Yeah?” he asks not taking his eyes away.

“Jimin…” you hesitated. “Do you…?” he smiled at you, looking at your lips moving while you tried to find the words you desperately want to ask when suddenly a pressure crushed you under it's weight.

“Hey my guys! what's poppin’? Yoongi said we could come home earlier today!” said Tae falling on top of you.