#ivy’s files

[strawbrryvyy]

Chaos , bubbles and a sweet treat!

pairing- lee donghyuck x fem!reader

synopsis-how you treat your husband to a sweet treat when he comes home and helps you with your kids

or how donghyuck satisfies his needy wife when he comes home from work

tw- smut,fingering,use of ���momma”

a/n-HUSBAND HAECHANNNNN!!!!FOR ANON WHO REQUESTED and also @sofix-hc7

“Jihyo!” you yelled, your voice breaking through the chaos as you heard a mixture of squeals, giggles, and the all-too-familiar wails of Donghyun. How do two tiny bodies contain so much chaos? You were on the brink of losing your patience.“Don’t be mean to your brother!” your voice was hoarse from hours of yelling, but it felt like nothing ever stuck with Jihyo. She was relentless.

“Mama! Jihyo hit me!” Donghyun’s voice was high-pitched and desperate, the tears already streaming down his face. You let out a heavy sigh, rubbing your temples before you turned your glare to Jihyo, who was standing defiantly across the hall, clearly unbothered by the havoc she had caused.

“Lee Jihyo, would you PLEASE?” You took a deep breath, trying to control your temper. “Please stop terrorizing Donghyun!” At this point, you weren’t sure what was worse—her constant teasing and attempts to torture her younger brother, or his deafening screams that seemed to echo through the house.Jihyo crossed her arms, unfazed.

 “I didn’t do anything, Mama. He’s just crying for no reason,” she shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk playing on her lips.

“Jihyo,” you warned, stepping closer. “This is the last time. If you don’t stop, there will be no TV tomorrow.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and you could see the wheels turning in her head, but then the stubbornness returned. She didn’t want to give up the battle, but she also didn’t want to lose her privileges.“I’m sorry, Donghyun,” she muttered, not really sounding sincere, 

You give her a pointed look causing her to groan”why should i say sorry when im not actually sorry like-”

“Jihyo…”you sigh , you could feel the grey hairs appear as each second passed as you suppressed the urge to yell again.Suddenly you heard the jingling of keys indicating only one possible thing.

‘DADDY!’ two excited voices bellowed in unison, the chaos momentarily redirected as your husband stepped through the door. He barely had time to put the keys down before the two small bodies launched themselves at him like missiles. He stumbled back a step, laughing as he was practically tackled.

‘Whoa! Easy there, you two!’ he chuckled, dropping his bag to wrap an arm around each child. ‘Miss me that much?’

‘Daddy, she…she  hit me today!’ Donghyun immediately tattled, his tiny hands gripping the front of his dad’s shirt like his life depended on it , while simultaneously sobbing as if you hadn’t just wiped his tears two seconds ago.

‘What?!’ your husband looked down at his daughter, raising a brow. ‘Jihyo, is that true?’

‘He’s lying!’ Jihyo shot back, her hands on her hips. ‘I didn’t hit him!”  you raise your brow at that before she continues ”I didnt  do it THAT…. hard!’

‘Jihyo!’ you exclaimed, exasperated, while your husband tried (and failed) to hold back a witch like cackle.‘Well, at least she’s honest,’ he said, smirking at you before turning back to the kids. ‘Alright, alright, break it up. No more hitting, okay? Or Daddy might have to turn into a tickle monster.’

‘Nooo!’ both kids screamed in delight as he scooped them up effortlessly, one under each arm, and carried them into the living room. Their laughter filled the house, and for the first time all day, you let out a deep breath, the tension in your shoulders easing.All the exhaustion crumbling from your tense body as you took a second to just take in your surroundings.For some time now your repeated cycle was starting to take a toll on you.All you did was think about the kids, donghyuck and your own job!You sighed before standing up as you heard the high pitched  squeal of a little girl.

You followed them to the living room, leaning against the doorframe as you watched your husband play referee, separating the kids onto opposite ends of the couch.‘I don’t know how you do this every day,’ he said, glancing at you with a grin. ‘They’ve got more energy than I do after three cups of coffee.’

‘Welcome to my life,’ you replied, giving him a tired smile. ‘And they’ve been like this all day. I think Jihyo’s trying to see how far she can push me before I lose my mind and I…..’

'Hey, hey hey…shh im here….go relax honey ill get them ready for bed,’ he said, laughing, before passing me a wink making me playfully hit him as i felt my body heat up at a spiked level. ‘Alright, kiddos, let’s give Mommy a break. How about we clean up the toys and maybe have some quiet time before bath time ?’

‘But Daddy—’ Jihyo started to whine.

‘No buts,’ he cut her off, giving her a playful yet stern look. ‘Go on. The sooner you clean up, the sooner we can wash our hair and make it clean and pretty”

“Just like…the princess.’asked jihyo as she referenced the movie she had seen with her uncle Mark

“Yes baby, just like ariel” he replied pressing a smooth kiss on the top of her head before scooping up donghyun

That got them moving. You watched in amazement as both kids scrambled to pick up their toys, muttering to yourself, ‘How do you do that donghyuck ?’

‘What can I say?’ he teased, pulling you into a side hug. ‘I’ve got the magic touch for them…and for you .’ a smirk appeared on his face as  he whispered causing you rolled you to  eyes and point to the bathroom

You rolled your eyes but smiled, grateful for the moment of peace. ‘Thank God you’re home.’

“Always, babe,” Donghyuck replied, winking as he headed toward the bathroom, holding Donghyun like a sack of potatoes while Jihyo followed, skipping along with newfound enthusiasm for her bath. You lingered in the living room for a moment, savoring the rare quiet that followed.

The house, which had been filled with chaos mere moments ago, now felt calm—almost serene. You flopped down onto the couch, letting out a long exhale as your body sank into the cushions. It was one of those fleeting moments when you could actually hear your own thoughts like what book you might start, or the thoughts that swirled over the latest gossip at work like how your coworkers husband found her with another one of your coworkers.Ha!

You closed your eyes for just a second, but of course, “just a second” never existed when you had kids.

“Mama!” Jihyo’s high-pitched voice rang out, making you jump slightly. “Donghyun’s hogging the bubbles again!”

From the bathroom, you heard Donghyuck’s deep laugh and a half-hearted scolding: “Donghyun, share the bubbles with your sister, or no bedtime story tonight.”

“I wasn’t hogging them!” Donghyun protested, his little voice indignant.

You smiled despite yourself. The cycle of chaos and resolution was predictable, but somehow, Donghyuck had a way of making it all feel lighter. He was your anchor in this storm of parenting.

Around fourtyfive , Donghyuck reappeared in the living room, drying his hands on a towel. “The kids are settled,” he announced with a satisfied grin. “Well, as settled as they can be when there’s a battle over who gets the most bubbles.”

“Sounds about right,” you said, sitting up straighter. “You’re sure they’ll survive in there without burning the house down?”

“Positive.” He dropped the towel onto a nearby chair and plopped down next to you, draping an arm around your shoulders. “Besides, I’m keeping my ears open. I’m like a hawk.”

“Not a bear?,” you teased, poking at the dark circles under his eyes. “When was the last time you got some sleep?”

He laughed, pulling you closer. “Don’t need sleep when i have my pretty girl with me”he mumbles before putting his face in the nape of your neck.His recently grown hair tickling your neck eliciting a giggle from your mouth.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, letting his warmth envelop you. “hyuck…”

“Shhh…momma wants be taken care of aswell, huh? ,” he whispered ,  slowly leaving airy light open mouthed kisses in between your ear and shoulder. “ cmon… baby hyucks here…ill take care of you “You smiled softly, closing your eyes again as you felt his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your arm as you let out a little whimper

“Hyuck please…I’m-”

“Oh i know pretty baby’s sensitive isnt she” his words caused the hairs on your arms to rise as you felt a shiver run down your back before another groan slipped and any self control you had was thrown out the window.

“Ngh…please”you whine against his neck as you feel his fingers slip into your shorts and hook in your panties causing a gasp to ecape you.”mmhm fuck…”your  whispers caught his attention as he pushed you  lightly so that your  back hit the fluff of the couch.

“Shit….thats my pretty girl…so wet”hyuck smirked as he inserted a digit causing another cry to slip”shhh…pretty girl needs someone to take care of her doesen’t she?”his words were like a spell that commanded you to follow every letter he said.you nodded as you looked up at him through your glossy eyes as his finger continued to lap at your puffy core.

“No no pretty girl….shhh no tears”one hand lapping your pussy, the next wiping your tears as you once again nodded before moving your own hand to stimulate it more.A groan fell from your lips as you felt another finger be pushed inside you as donghyuck’s sacharine whispers fall deaf on your ears,aswell as anything that wasnt the feeling of you trying to reach your high.

“Fuck…hyuck…I”you whined as he continued to do his magic.pump two fingers in.pump two fingers out.pump two fingers in.pump two fingers out.

“Shit…fucking hell pussy sooo pretty”his dragged whispers caused your already ragged breath to fasten”hyuck…please-“

“I know c’mon baby…shit you can do it” it was as if his words were a mantra that were the key to your pleasure.

“Soo soo ….close” “c’mon….”screams of ecstasy were ripped from your throat as you felt yourself come undone on his fingers The scent of pleasure lingering in the air .Milky liquid dripping like frosting on his fingers as he licked them leaving not a single drop.it was as if your husband was a prisoner and your cum was his last meal! Oh the way that man savaged his fingers before letting out a deep groan.

“Fuck baby…..just like frosting”

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[strawbrryvyy]

I NEED THIS TO HAPPEN TO MEEE

₊˚⊹ ᰔ

having jisung as your instacart shopper !!

a/n: having a male instacart shopper is a fate worse than death 😞 (incase you dont know, instacart is where you order your groceries and stuff on your phone and an employee picks it out in the store. they then either deliver it to your house or you drive up and get it😛)

[agardenlife]

these two always kill me

[moonhze]

teen ivy!

[voxphantasma]

THE RAT GRINDERS - 800 GRADER 🐀⚙️

[strawbrryvyy]

THIS WAS SO CUTE!!!!

[안톤] Drive By ── L.A

"I can't get you off of my, out of my mind. I'm saying stop playing girl you out of line. Couldn't erase these feelings even if I tried. You stay on my mind. Thinking about you. Thinking about you. You stay on my mind. In the morning (Thinking about you, thinking about you). Late at night (Thinking about you, thinking about you). On the job (Thinking about you, thinking about you). Baby you stay on my mind."

୨୧ Pairing: Lee Anton x Fem!Reader・Wc: 1.5k/ fluff, slight angst, language (swearing/curing), mutual pining, skinship, a kiss scene ! ♡ type: oneshot

In which. . . Anton takes you home from one of the most horrible days you had ever experienced. But, he tries to be there to cheer you up.

Playlist: Drive By by Eric Bellinger and OTW by Khalid (ft.6LACK and Ty Dolla $ign)

Rose's Note: Literally I just saw the one recent Anton live and I'm going fucking crazy man it's unbelievable. GFEHGHEF YOU MAKING ME BIAS YOU EVEN MORE DUDE.

When you left the movie theater, all you could feel was your tears falling down your cheek making your eyes puffy. Before you could take a step further, you stopped yourself from walking towards your friend, Anton's car. You can see from a distance in the parking lot that he is on his phone while fidgeting his legs waiting for you to come out the theater.

Before you went to the movies, Anton had offered - as in forcing you to agree to basically be the carriage in Cinderella for any emergencies like if the shoe didn't fit or you didn't find the prince or even if the clock strikes midnight. But in this case, he was all you needed right now. He was the emergency carriage to help you escape from your own prince.

As Anton was tapping his finger against the armrest while being bored, he left his gaze as he noticed that you were outside by yourself without your own date. He furrowed his eyebrows as he was trying to take a closer look but he sees that your face is red and you kept on wiping your nose with the back of your hand. He rushed out of his car and ran towards you.

"Y/n! What the hell happened?! Why are you crying?" he questioned as he examined around you with his hands on your shoulders firmly.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." you stammered with your words, making it hard for you to finish your sentence. He looked at you worriedly but then pulled you closer into an embrace.

You rested your head on his chest as you just let out your tears, he was comforting you with sweet but yet comforting words like, "It's okay, I am here. It's going to be okay." His own heart felt like it was going to shatter from seeing you cry.

After he made you follow him towards his car, he opened the car door letting you inside then closed the door and went inside as well. Throughout the whole drive, he knew that you would be silent - which he didn't mind since he was giving you space. The only sound being perceived from the car was the radio's intensity being low and your sniffling that you were trying to hide away from him.

"Do you want some air?" his finger was rested on the window switch while waiting for a response. As you nodded slowly, he only rolled it down only a little bit until it was enough for you to feel a little better.

As Anton was driving, his grip on the string wheel became tighter from what he was thinking about. Your eyes drifted towards his hand then his face.

"You alright?" your question made him flinched.

His grip on the steering wheel became slightly loose as he adjusted himself comfortably. "Yeah, i'm good."

Questions kept coming back to him like a train in his head but he doesn't want to force it out on you to answer him. He shook his head at the thought and continued driving.

While you were silent, everything was replaying in your head as if it were a movie. You hated to keep seeing that moment replay and you really didn't want to relive it. You felt like you just wanted to lay on your bed and cry a river - like even now you feel like you just want the tears to come down but you didn't want Anton to see the state you're in.

A while later, you came back to your conscience when you realized that Anton had stopped driving. You looked around to see that you were already back at your house by your garage.

"Do you need anything from the store or something?" he murmured.

"No, i'm fine." you replied which made him nod at your response.

"Just remember, i'm always here if you ever need anything." he gave a light smile.

Anton started to turn on the AC in the car while waiting for you to leave. But as soon as you hold onto the door handle, you release your grip from it. He looked at you confused.

"I will just tell you what happened." you let out a sigh before you continued. "Basically he was never interested in me from the start. It was only something between him and his friends doing something like a bet to just basically see which girl is more interesting in the school. And as you can see, they wanted to play around with me." Anton's eyes widen from being shocked.

"Do you want me to beat him up?" you couldn't help but giggle at his response.

"No, please don't cause a scene."

"No, i'm being serious. I can come over and give him a piece of my mind." he demonstrated with his rolled up fist.

"Don't because he's not worth it-"

"But he literally hurt you emotionally. So he deserved to be mistreated badly - as in being hurt physically." he interrupted you.

"Anton, I don't want you to get suspended because of a useless situation. I can probably do something about it-"

"Y/n, I really like you and I don't want to see the person I care about most in this world be mistreated horribly. This was technically your first ever date and he went and fucked it up for you." you were just dumbfounded by his response. Were you hearing things or was it actually real? By the look of your face, Anton realized he blurted out too much information.

"You like me?" you stared at him in confusion while just being jaw dropped.

"That's beside the point. I would actually just do anything for you to feel happy everyday. Even if I am not enough for you, I will try my best every day-"

"Anton, do you like me?" you repeated your question which had made him freeze in place.

"Yes. Yes I really like you, Y/n." he responded after a few seconds. You couldn't believe your ears.

You guys were in silence with only both of your guys eyes lingering onto each other. You could see that his adam's apple was moving from him swallowing the lump in his throat. His eyes traveled to your lips as he licked his own anxiously. You were a blushing mess from the tension that you guys are building.

Anton backed away after a few seconds of feeling nervous while at the same time you were looking around awkwardly.

"I think I will get inside." you said without making eye contact with him.

"Alright." he quickly responded.

You opened the car door and got your purse but before you could leave fully, he grabbed your hand. You started at him in confusion while waiting for his next move.

"Y/n, can I kiss you?" those words had just silenced you. You did not predict that. Your face started heating up from blushing even more from how he asked for consent.

"Can you what?" those were the only words that came out of your mouth.

"Oh, uhm, nothing. It's nothing" he went on the other side of him - which was towards the window so he would get the seatbelt.

You tugged his jacket to get his attention. When he turned to face you, he saw that you gave him a light smile.

"You can kiss me." he searched for any lie from you before he gulped. In a blink of an eye, you felt a soft pressure on your lips. You realized that he quickly leaned in and locked his lips with yours. You closed your eyes as you melted into the soft kiss - which had sent shivers down your spine from forming goosebumps. His hand had guided towards yours as he rested his fingers on yours while deepening the kiss.

As he was trying to lean in closer to be over you, he hit his head on the car roof. You guys chortled from it.

"I can wait till later or something if you ever want to do it again." you could still feel his breath against you as his hands were still lingering on with yours and was looking into each other's eyes in admiration.

"But then what does that make us?" you questioned him.

He acted like he was thinking really hard about it. "Maybe girlfriend and boyfriend? Or is it too fast to start off as that."

"Maybe we can be girlfriend and boyfriend." you said in the same tone as him. He started to give a cute smirk at the response.

He leaned over you to open the door then placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Goodnight." he beamed a smile. Man, it was a smile you couldn't resist.

"Goodnight." you said as you couldn't fight back the smile that kept growing. Then you got up and closed the door when you had left the car. You stood there just taking a few seconds to adore him before you disappeared into your house.

Anton gazed at the steering wheel just smiling to himself as he had the moment replayed in his head.

[smoothshine]

𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘷𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶

[aerowolf]

About Scully & Mulder

 i like the Sculder relationship because it doesn't and never had revolved around any kind of sexual desire. They have always been in love, regardless of whether they knew it or not, but not a lustful love. something even deeper than normal love. a loyalty, a devotion, an empathy, a care. something you can't just get with anyone. something that develops in an odd way. their love is not the kind of word "Love" that falls flat. their love is also not the passionate burning love. their love is something soft, and gentle, to each other, but they burn with a wrath if others would harm their lover. their love is all consuming, not like a fire, but like a river. their love is quiet. their love is silent. their love is resilient and steadfast. and this, this love, is true love. it may not always be seen, or acknowledged, but you know without a doubt that it is there. that this is a bond no man can ever break. and that you will love each other come storm or sun.

this is love. true love.

[drawsdenfiles]

"I haven't seen any of the Council's people carrying a gun. Good for you."

-Jared Kincaid, The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher

[yumeinati]

hypothetically, if I had the whole entire Mechanisms discography as instrumentals (except for DTTM currently) so that mechs fans could do covers, would anyone want the files? {:

[strawbrryvyy]

Blush or BLUSH - karina

pairing- yu jimin x stylist!reader

synopsis- As aespas stylist, your job is already hard.What makes it harder is the extremely hot leader who teases you like crazy.

a/n - HIII LOVELIES !!!i hope you like this! IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS SEND!!

Mix and swab, mix and swab.the steps lingered in your head as you did them with precision, one could say that the way you swab the different shades of red -crimson ,cardinal , amaranth just to note a few.The end colour a deep lustful shade of red that when put on your wrist to check the colour seemed as if it could draw in anyone who dared to look too long. The intensity of the hue seemed to capture a mystery, an allure, as if each shade told a secret you weren't quite ready to share. You took a step back and admired the work, your wrist resting delicately on the edge of the vanity table. The deep, seductive red was exactly what you had envisioned, the perfect blend of boldness and grace. It was perfect for her

The her being yu jimin-karina.She was the leader of the current biggest girlgroup in the industry, known for her impeccable style and presence. Her reputation for being both fierce and enigmatic made her the ideal canvas for such a bold creation. You had been thinking of her all along, imagining how the shade would play against her flawless skin, how it would complement her aura of confidence and mystery.Ofcourse along with all of that, she happened to be the BIGGEST tease of the century.The lingering touches as you fixed her gloss, the hooded looks she passed off as being exhausted from schedules and ofcourse, how could you forget?The edgefful whispers that left you gasping for more.As if her praise was the oxygen you breathed, you needed it every second of the day.Thats how you found yourself sending her a selfie of you , the swatches of red barely visible in the photo with the caption “you like??” .Instantly a reply comes with a ‘ding!’

‘Yeah I like.The shade of reds cute too’

The red cutes too?You stared at the message for a moment, the words hanging in the air as your mind raced. It was such a simple reply, but the way she phrased it—casual, almost too nonchalant—left you wanting more. The words didn’t carry the weight of the lingering tension that you knew existed between you two, that subtle but ever-present spark whenever she was around.Your heart skipped a beat as you re-read her message. She had said the shade was cute... but what about you? What about the way your fingers had swiped over her lips to apply that gloss, the way you both found excuses to stand a little too close in the studio, the way your breath caught every time she gave you that signature, teasing smile?But no, she hadn’t mentioned that. Only the color. Only the swatch.

Your thumb hovered over the screen, contemplating your response. Maybe you were reading too much into it. After all, she was a professional, and you were here to create, not to get lost in the games she played. But the silence between each message made it hard not to wonder if she felt the same way.You typed back, your fingers moving with a practiced precision that mirrored the careful strokes you’d just made on your wrist.

"Glad you like it. Maybe I could show you before we try the official look?"

The second you hit send, you felt the familiar rush of nervous anticipation. Was that too forward? Too obvious? Before you could second-guess yourself, another 'ding!' vibrated through your phone.Her reply came instantly, like a knife cutting through the tension.

“Only if I get to have your lips as the applicator,” 

came her playful,  response.As playful as it was, it caused a flurry of butterflies to errupt in your stomach as your eyes widened almost cartoonishly.You stared at her response, the words burning through the screen like a wildfire. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Your heart thudded in your chest, and your mind raced to catch up with the implications of what she'd said. Was she teasing? Or was this her way of pulling you in, slowly wrapping you around her finger with every word, every look, every touch?The butterflies swirled, their wings beating erratically inside you. You couldn’t tell if you were more excited or nervous, but one thing was clear: she knew exactly what she was doing. Her response was just close enough to flirtation to leave you hanging, yet distant enough to make you second-guess her intentions.You quickly pressed your lips together, trying to stifle the sudden surge of heat flooding your face. With one hand, you gently held your phone, and with the other, you reached up to touch your lips, as if testing the air, unsure of whether she was daring you or simply playing with you.

“Is that how you want it?”

 you typed slowly, your fingers trembling slightly, each word calculated and weighted.You held your breath, waiting for her reply, as if you were standing on the edge of something — something thrilling, dangerous, maybe even forbidden.And then, just as you were about to let your nerves take control, another 'ding!' echoed through your phone.

“Don’t keep me waiting then,” 

her message read, paired with a playful wink emoji.You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. She was giving you an opening, a chance to move closer, to cross that unspoken line between professional and personal. 

As you get to the studio that day, your heart was thumping , almost louder than the birds flying in the sky or the people chattering next to you.What if she was once AGAIN just teasing and you played into it again?How would you face her then.it was too late now, as you were infront of the large building doors, fishing for your id card before a hand stopped you,

“Here, baby..i got you,”that smooth sacharine voice that had been running you wild even in your dreams - karina. As she looked at you , you could feel the butterflies once again flurry all throughout you,their wings surely fluttering and stretching inside.You gulped as she tilted her chin down slightly, a smirk playing on her perfectly glossed lips. “What? Cat got your tongue?” she teased, her voice soft but laced with mischief. Her hand lingered a little too long as she handed you her r ID card, her fingers brushing against yours with a deliberate slowness that sent a jolt through your entire body.

You stumbled over your words, trying to play it cool. “I—I was just...waiting ..for you ,” you managed to mumble, avoiding her gaze as you fumbled to put the IDback into her hand as the doors opened with a “you may enter” a robotic voice.The voice you wished you could copy right now. But of course,  with Karina no moment could ever leave you and your face without a rosy hue .

“Flustered , already?” she echoed, leaning in slightly, her breath warm against your ear. “By me, maybe?”Your head snapped up, eyes locking with hers. The playful glint in her eyes was undeniable, and her smirk widened as if she’d caught you red-handed. She was enjoying this far too much, and you were helpless against the power she wielded over you.

“N-no,” you lied, though your voice betrayed you with its slight tremble. “I was just thinking about... the new shade. That’s all.”She chuckled, the sound low and intoxicating. “Mmm, the new shade, huh?” she mused, stepping back just enough to let you breathe again. “I can’t wait to see it on me. But, you know...” She tilted her head, her eyes scanning you with a deliberate slowness that made your knees weak. “I think it looks better on you.”

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt your cheeks heat up. Was she really saying this? Or was this another one of her games? It was impossible to tell, and it drove you crazy.

“I—I’ll see you inside,” you stammered, desperate for an escape before your racing heart gave you away completely. You turned toward the studio doors, but before you could take more than a step, her voice stopped you in your tracks.

“Don’t forget,” she called out, her tone dripping with playful seduction, “I’m expecting you to apply it the way I asked.”

You froze, her words replaying in your head like a broken record. Was she really serious? You turned your head slightly to glance back at her, but she was already walking away, her hips swaying with a confidence that only made your mind spin further.

By the time you entered the studio, your nerves were a tangled mess. What did she mean “better on you”  was she teasing once again or was she being serious when she gave yu those looks that made you believe that you were mona lisa and she was Davinci. You  shook your head before  setting up your tools with trembling hands, mentally preparing yourself for whatever was about to unfold. Karina arrived not long after, her presence commanding the room the moment she walked in. She greeted everyone with her usual charm, but when her eyes met yours, the air between you seemed to shift.

“So,” she said, approaching your workstation with a graceful ease. “Show me what you’ve got.”You hesitated for a moment, then picked up the brush and the custom red gloss you’d created. Your hands shook slightly as you stepped closer to her, and she noticed, of course.“Nervous?” she asked, her voice low and teasing.

“Not at all,” you lied, trying to steady yourself. She tilted her head, giving you that knowing smile that sent shivers down your spine.

You lifted the brush to her lips, your fingers brushing against her skin as you worked. The room seemed to fade away, the world narrowing down to just the two of you. Her eyes stayed locked on yours, and you could feel the heat of her gaze even as you tried to focus on the task at hand.as you continued you found her eyes on you, your lips to be exact before she smirked and gripped your hand that was near her plump lips.

“Thought i said i wanted your lips”her voice low, and steady as you wondered how she could say stuff that would make your heart beat as if there was a competition amongst all the hearts in the world to see whos was the fastest.

“I…I” you could only nod as she gripped your other hand and smiled, her pearly teeth reflecting everything but the way you felt on the inside.

“Go on….put it on” she cooed, as if you were an infant that needed instructions for every action.Still you could only nod once again as she tsked.”speak.. Baby c’mon”

“Okay….”you replied, nearly soulless your cheeks now flared with a deep marron shade that was the doing of karina’s words.

When you finally finished, you stepped back to admire yourself in the mirror. The red looked stunning onyour lips , just as you’d imagined it would on anyone whod wear it. Like paint  It brought outyour  natural beauty, , while highlighting the deepness of your sould on your face “Perfect,” she said softly.She leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “Not the shade….you”You opened your mouth to respond, but no words came out. She smirked, clearly satisfied with your flustered reaction. Before you could gather your thoughts, she stood up, her hand brushing against yours.“You’ve outdone yourself,” she said, her tone genuine but still tinged with that teasing edge. “But I’m still waiting for you to keep your promise.”

“Promise?” you echoed, your mind struggling to keep up.She turned to face you fully, her smile softening just enough to make your heart ache. “I need to see the shade on me too, don’t I,” she said simply, her eyes flicking to your mouth before meeting your gaze again. “You promised, didn’t you?”You felt your breath hitch, the room spinning as her words sank in. There was no mistaking her intent this time. She wasn’t just teasing. She was daring you. 

Your breath hitched as you felt yourself leaning into her.Her gaze held yours firmly, unwavering, daring you to take the plunge. Every fiber of your being screamed at you to move, to close the minuscule gap between you two. It was as if time had slowed, every sound in the studio fading into the background, leaving only the faint rhythm of your heartbeat in your ears and the soft hum of her presence surrounding you.

Karina tilted her head slightly, a playful smirk tugging at her lips, and you could feel the heat radiating between you. "What’s the matter, baby?" she murmured, her voice low and sultry, drawing you in further. "You’ve got the shade on already. What’s stopping you?"

You swallowed hard, your pulse quickening as her words wrapped around you like silk. It wasn’t just her teasing anymore—there was something heavier in the air, an unspoken invitation. Slowly, carefully, you brought your hand up to cup her cheek, your thumb brushing lightly against her flawless skin. She didn’t pull away; instead, her eyes flicked down to your lips, her smirk softening ever so slightly.

You leaned in, your breath mingling with hers as the distance between you disappeared. The world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for what would happen next. When your lips finally met, it was everything and nothing like you had imagined—soft, warm, yet electrifying, as if every nerve in your body had come alive. The taste of the gloss you had so carefully crafted mixed with the faint sweetness of her own, creating a heady combination that made you dizzy.

Her hand came up to rest on the back of your neck, holding you in place as the kiss deepened. It was slow and deliberate, filled with the same kind of precision you’d used to mix the shades of red. When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless, your faces only inches apart. Her eyes searched yours, a flicker of vulnerability breaking through her confident façade.

"That’s the perfect application," she whispered, her tone playful yet heavy with emotion. Her thumb grazed your bottom lip, smudging the gloss slightly as she smiled. "Now it’s my turn to say... I like."You couldn’t help but laugh softly, the tension in the room breaking just enough for you to breathe again. "Are you always this much of a tease?" you asked, though your voice lacked the edge to make it a true complaint.Her grin widened as she leaned back, folding her arms across her chest. "Only when it’s worth it," she replied smoothly, her gaze never leaving yours. "And you’re very worth it."

For the first time, you felt a surge of confidence rising in your chest. Maybe she had been teasing, but there was no mistaking the sincerity in her words—or the way she looked at you as if you were the only person in the world. Whatever this was between you two, it was no longer a question of if but when.

And from the way her hand lingered on yours as you cleaned up the gloss, you knew that this was only the beginning.

[dailydccomics]

Ivy and Harley in Batman Secret Files: The Gardener (2021)

[kaphkas]

Marcone holding Ivy like Jesus holding that lamb

[shaarkbaitart]

hi er can you post this dovewing picture separately from ivy? Id like to use it as my pfp (with credit+ only of ur comfy with it!)

I totally understand if u would rather not as its ur art and you worked hard <3

matching icons for both ivypool and dovewing!! feel free to use wherever, just w credit pls thanku <3 <3

[eepy-buneary]

I found an old save file for explorers of time. Apparently I got stuck at temple tower. So for the last several years these two have been in a crumbling tower with no items and pokemon that were much stronger than them. I'm so sorry you two😭

[kiteknots]

Dams of Darnley // Glasgow