#mostly just venting some lack of puppy sadness

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Not really a puppy update, but kind of one anyways:

Over the course of this year, our neighborhood has been increasingly unsafe. From very occasional incidents over the years we've been here, to multiple shootings and murders within a quarter mile of our house, just in the past couple months we're at 7-8 incidents. I even was outside about 20ft away from people shooting at each other in their cars (terrifying). Our county has had a couple city council sessions to try and address the violence. But, tbh, I just don't think I'm able to feel safe here. Which is to say, essentially, in the hopefully nearer-than-not future, we will be moving.

As much as I badly want Misty to have a sister and as disappointing as it is to have the ideal timeline disrupted, future miss felony probably exists at least a year, maybe even two, away. Unless some maybe maybes happen. On the brightside, a non-negotiable is a bigger yard/more land, so the pup(s) will be very happy with their zoom space.

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Hello! May I request some sfw and nsfw relationship headcanons for the Savanaclaw dorm students Jack, Ruggie, and Leona please?

I... genuinely didn't expect it would take so long😶 It's finished now and I really hope I did the boys justice in these headcanons😅 A lot of them already circulate in the fandom or in the discord(thank you guys!), but I still decided to flesh them out and include here.

Whew, that's my biggest work so far, whooping 6k words. Also the boys required adding female♀️and male♂️-specific bullets, hope it's fine with you. Still no read-more, I'm sorry for every passerby out there.

Please prepare yourself and enjoy💗

Savanaclaw relationship headcanons (SFW/NSFW)

Jack Howl 🐺

Sfw

• So that's the men they talk about, behind whose backs you feel like behind a stone wall? Not only is he big in stature, but Jack is also very reliable. Except for being your boyfriend, he's also your best friend and the biggest supporter; fan, if you may. There's nothing you can't discuss with Jack or ask for help with.

• Actually, the process of transition from friends to lovers was very hard for him, mainly because of how shy he was at first. One day you speak like always, discuss college and laugh together, and the next day he's a blushing mess, unable to say a coherent sentence to you. That day you asked him, whether he was ill, but the ones you actually had to ask about his state were his seniors who, as a gesture of goodwill, confronted their dear junior about his not so obvious crush on you the evening prior and ultimately turned his world upside down, when he finally realized that he liked you more than a friend.

• His bashfulness doesn't go entirely, no matter how long you date. Holding your hand in his still makes his cheeks red, hugging you makes his heart beat faster and kissing? Rest assured, you're the one initiating it most of the time.

• Which doesn't exactly make your kisses less pleasant. Jack can kiss, and he does it exceptionally well. Jack's kisses are the most loving and passionate, starting out very sweet and slow, and gradually becoming deeper and more intense, leaving you breathless. He's a type to cup your face and hold it there just gazing at you with lovesick puppy eyes.

• Jack is an open book. Whether he's happy, sad, angry, tired, or just thinking about something, it's pretty easy to spot and after some time into relationships you won't have problems gauging his mood.

• But even in instances when his expression doesn't betray him, he'll still talk with you, Jack is pretty earnest. His goal is for both of you to feel comfortable with each other. He wants to know about your hardships and vent about his own.

• Jack doesn't let just anybody close to his heart, and when he does he can be very vulnerable with them. That's also why your arguments always have such a heavy impact on him. In the middle of a fight he's not going to back down, and it'll continue as long as one of you doesn't storm out, but when he calms down he's going to regret so hard. Most of the time, he would want to go and find you, apologize and mend things as soon as possible, even if he was indeed right. With his fluffy ears sticking close to his head and bushy tail hanging down impossible low, he would ask you to just speak with him peacefully, saying he didn't want for this atmosphere between you to last any longer.

• By the way, you and only you have the unique privilege to pet his ears and tail. It both stresses him, because of how shy he is, and turns him into a puddle of affection when you gently caress him. He swears to himself, he could spend his whole life on your lap.

Did he actually say it out loud?...

• Your boyfriend is plainly adorkable and you treasure him so much.

• Also consider chilling with him in his wolf form! He doesn't get why you're always so eager to see him transform, but as long as you're happy he'll oblige. Cuddling, or lying above wolf Jack is the most serene feeling in the world, it's like lying on the fluffy, warm cloud.

• Jack is a walking heater, he emanates warmth, when you just stand next to him. What a hot man~ You'll probably be so thankful for it in winter, cuddling up to him is just the best, and he won't complain much about your freezing feet, he loves you after all. But in summer? Wolf boy got used to your hugs and is actually offended you don't embrace him as much. You can't fathom how he doesn't boil from the heat by just holding you in his arms. Power of love, truly.

• Bear hugs? Who needs them, when you have wolf hugs! Definitely, a type to completely engulf his partner into a hug, even his tail curls around you. The spoon, and no elaboration on that. No matter who embraces whom, in Jack's mind it's already perfect.

• Definitely not the PDA type, Jack is pretty reserved, and the best you can get out of him when people are watching is a light peck to the head and hand-holding.

• Sometimes he sticks into troubles because of his temper and distinctive sense of justice. It's for you to de-escalate the situation before it can turn into something serious. He may grunt because those guys definitely deserved to have somebody teach them a lesson, but you try to explain to him that it's for the best, he didn't stay aside, and that already counts.

• He wants you to delegate him all physically taxing tasks, whether by carrying your shopping bags, giving you something from the shelf, or anything else really. Chances are, you're still weaker than him and he wants to take care of you, the boy feels so proud when he can help you! "W-what? Me, a good boy?! ",- yes, Jack, the best. He sometimes hates it so much, how easily you fluster him.

• He would like to create a morning routine together with you. If you're not as keen on sports, muscle building, or can't endure heavy physical training he will just be glad to have you doing morning exercises near him, he genuinely thinks of it as some form of bonding. You noticed that while being in relationships with Jack your lifestyle changed into a much healthier one.

• Jack can be very playful with you, at times reminding of an actual wolf. When he's in an affectionate mood he may discreetly nuzzle your face, nibble on your ears or pet your hair. Most likely he doesn't mean anything sexual by it, just enjoying your presence, by other times his touches mean an entirely different thing.

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• He definitely didn't have any experience before getting intimate with you. He blushes so hard, you think he'll pass out from excitement and his tail is just a flurry of colors, with how fast it wags.

• The first time is messy and chaotic, he is totally lost and doesn't know where to place his hands and what to do. Thankfully he's a fast learner, the rate with which he improves actually amazes you.

• The first time he goes down on you is a disaster too. But he's getting better quickly, and where he still lacks the skill, he makes up with determination. He's not leaving his place between your legs, until you cum at least once; if his jaw locks, he doesn't care. Jack gets addicted to your taste and he's the happiest when your tights are around his head, hands tugging on his white locks and the smell of your sweet arousal enveloping him.

• The first time you go down on him boy dies and ascends. Poor wolf cums in a minute and when he sees you struggling to swallow his cum? Jack swears he has never become hard so fast. Blowing him means freeing a good amount of time in your schedule, because, even if he gets embarrassed about it later, he'll hold you down there for a long time. He feels just pure bliss when you suck and lick him.

• Before you even try to initiate something in public, he's already looking at you with judging face. He despises the idea, that some other people may do such things in public places, so Jack himself is not going to engage in them.

• Pet the dog the boy! Do it, he'll be ecstatic. The base of his ears and tail are his most erogenous zones. He'll let out the neediest whines when you touch him, it's a sure way to get him in the mood. If you take back your hand he will growl softly and chase after it.

• While his growling may sound threatening Jack doesn't mean anything by that, he's just trying to release tension from being aroused. He's actually very tame, never exceptionally rough with you, unless it's your goal to rile him up. Jack doesn't fall entirely into sub/dom classification, he's vanilla, but he prefers to be on top and do the most of the work since it means he'll get to enjoy your whole body and he's all about expressing his love to you.

• The boy is pretty animated, but he always minds the volume. It's mostly grunts and growls, with occasional moans you adore so much. And feeling him growl when he's performing oral on you? Priceless.

• He has a knot. Even normally his cock's base is pretty thick, compared to the rest of the shaft, but when he's in you he rarely can withhold from forming a knot.

•♀️With female significant other Jack won't hesitate to beg her to let him put it in. The feeling of being connected like that with you makes him very emotional and appreciated even. It goes away after some time, and if you're worried about him actually knocking you up, Jack is actually very diligent about putting a condom every time you have sex.

• While he likes to see your face, the expressions you make, and that he can easily spot if you're not feeling good, Jack's all-time favorite pose is doggy style, how obvious. Having you on your four under him inevitably brings out his most carnal desires. Best believe, he's going to rock your world.

Ruggie Bucchi 🐆

Sfw

• This boy is husband material. Intelligent? Check. Good with money? Check. Knows how to cook, sew, clean, pay taxes? Check. Nobody will judge you if you propose to him after the first few months, Ruggie is good all-around if you've already learned to love him for who he is.

• The hyena boy is not very confident early into your relationships. He feels like if he starts to open up, you'll get to know him better and eventually... break up with him. He's on guard the entire time, trying to be a picture-perfect boyfriend, but it's so different from the way he behaved before, you can't help, but think something is wrong. At some point, all the stress from college, dorm management, and your relationships is going to get at him, resulting in you consoling him on your lap after he breaks down and cries from overworking himself constantly. After he's let it out if his system, venting to you about how anxious he actually is, and how he doesn't want to lose you, when you have just returned his feelings, you can finally soothe him and address what he's said. When he's in such vulnerable state, Ruggie really needs to hear that you want to see his other sides, even if he thinks they are not beautiful, that you are willing to accept him no matter what and he doesn't need to be perfect for you to love him and you're definitely not leaving him any time soon. This talk does make him feel more secure afterward and it's easier for him to rely on you a bit more.

• His love language is definitely acts of service! He loves to be helpful, to hear your praise when he's cooked lunch for you, took your clothes to the laundry for you, fixed your tie or shoelaces when you didn't notice it was loose. It makes him feel accomplished and you being grateful and repaying him for that, unlike a certain lion, is definitely a nice bonus. His preferred way is to receive your love in gifts, but you need to be careful with them! He won't appreciate you wasting your money on something stupid or of no use to him; it has to be practical, but not necessarily expensive. If you present him with a handmade gift though, he's going to treasure it, no question asked. The thought of you, spending time to create it with him in mind makes Ruggie feel warm all over.

• Quality time between you is very important for him too. A nice evening together, without the college, annoying seniors, and other distractions is perfect for him. If you can concentrate your attention solely on him, lavish only him with your touches, hugs, smooches, and words of praise, Ruggie is the happiest man alive.

• For your dates he prefers to stay inside, prepare dinner together, dance and fool around without the care in the world, watch some show popular in Twisted Wonderland right now or groom each other. Yes, Savanaclaw guys do like self-care evenings from time to time, Ruggie in particular likes when you trim his nails, you find out that they're much harder than human nails, or comb his hair and pet those fluffy ears.

• If it's a special occasion, he won't be against going to some nice restaurant or cafe, he does know that it's important for couples to go out together, even if your budget may not be that big. Reserving pricey dates for holidays and important dates leaves him some time to save up money and feel prepared.

• The type that claims that's he's the big spoon, but the moment you lie down together, he's already cuddling up to your chest like the smallest spoon that he is. Ruggie loves to be close to your heart, listen to it's heartbeat, feel your warmth around him, it's such a blissful feeling for him. Just sometimes or when you ask him to, he'll hug you from behind and whisper sweet nonsense into your ear, assuring you that he'll protect you and everything will be okay.

• He may seem this confident, self-assured, and quite bold young man, who isn't shy at all to show his love for you, freely kissing and flirting with you. The truth is, as soon he's out of your vicinity, he's blushing like mad, while his heart is hammering in his chest. He's not used, definitely not used to courting somebody, it makes him so nervous, but it's not like he'll ever admit this.

• He doesn't like to be called cute, at all. Ruggie doesn't associate it with a compliment and he would rather have you think he's handsome, pretty or sexy but not cute, might as well say that he's weak or you don't see him as a man. He's can be pretty stubborn when he wants to, so what's left for you is to choose other words of affirmation.

• In Ruggie's mind kisses and embraces are an intimate practice. He can tolerate casual touching, give a friendly pat on the back, or even put an arm around somebody's shoulder, but he has to draw the line at kissing and hugging. He feels very grossed out when someone he doesn't trust enough tries to breach his personal space like this and evades it like the plague. Most likely, you're the only one who he has ever had close enough relationships with to do these things.

• Ruggies kisses can vary. Sometimes it's just a quick peck when you're passing by in corridors. Other times it's loving french kiss that leaves you both breathless, and which the boy tries to save for when you two are alone. But when he's jealous or feels threatened as in seeing a particularly noisy suitor of yours making rather bold moves, he won't hesitate to show his tongue down your throat right before them to get his message across.

• This hyena is very possessive. He still remembers how it's like to not being able to eat your food on your own, to not have a constant safe place to sleep at night, to feel like the worst, least deserving flea ever, not being able to protect what is yours. He still struggles, but he's no longer the scrawny, weak kid he was before, and he finally has the power to preserve what he treasures. And you're one of his treasures: the most beautiful and kindest being he's ever met. When you are by his side he feels like he could take over the world and waking up at the morning has never been so easy for Ruggie, for he knows he'll meet you today once again, and will be able to hug, and kiss, and hear that you love him.

• You'll have to learn it the hard way, that his history made an impact on his morality. As long as his ways are beneficial to him, to you or to his friends, Ruggie has no qualms doing the dirty stuff. It's not always violent in nature, but he broke bones with his unique magic before, you even was the one to out him on that, but it doesn't mean he gave up that mindset completely. It anything, he has now learned to go with more complicated, round-about strategies. Leave justice and righteousness to the folks like Jack, Ruggie is not as naive to think that the world is fair and he knows he has to work hard for the things he knows he deserves. But you're with him for reasons, and not letting him loose all his compassion is one of them. Sometimes it's important that you work as his moral compass and stand up and firmly tell him out of doing something that you deem wrong.

• Your arguments are almost nonexistent since most of the time Ruggie is the first to back down and accept your point of view. He almost never loses his cool and If he thinks you are not right, he'll still agree with you just to pacify you enough so you would discuss it with him and reach a consensus. Ruggie doesn't like to fight with you, he would rather fix the problem right at the start, so it wouldn't escalate, than wait until one of you can't keep silent anymore. By considering each other's opinion and working around them, your relationships remain healthy and beneficial to both of you.

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• You can't help but question, whether it's actually his first time as he's said or not, but you aren't going to complain, with how he masterly finds and stimulates all your sweet spots.

• ♀️He will fulfill his position on the top without a fault, but if you seek something else entirely, he won't disappoint you either. Ruggie wholeheartedly thinks that the best place for him is where you say him to be. He will attentively listen to your commands and fulfill them to his best ability, just for a chance that you'll praise or reward him in some way. Handle him the way you want, he's already on the seventh cloud to be able to mate- oh, he meant to make love to you. In short, Ruggie is the best hyena boy, who'll submit to you in a breath.

• ♂️ The brattiest bottom, and none other than you got him. Prepare to wrestle him, quite literally, for a chance to have him underneath you, or just around you. Unless you prove that you're deserving of it, he's not going to relent. But the gratification for it is immense: the blushing, whining, breathless mess that Ruggie is when you're done with him is truly the sight to behold.

• Ruggie has nice stamina and can handle a lot, and is even somewhat masochistic, but degradation and punishments don't sit well with him and make him very uncomfortable in the end. If you want to discipline him for teasing you on public or getting it on without you, the best way to make him realize his mistake is through orgasm control. Crying from over-stimulating or from broken orgasm makes him learn the lesson, but not feel disrespected deep down. Just edge him for hours on end and he'll be as good as gold the weeks afterward, until he starts thirsting for your treatment once again.

• It's either raspy dirty talk or loudest, most sinful moans possible, no in between. Poor residents still can't figure it out who keeps them awake at night, the pornstar worthy cries just don't tie in with the image of petite vice dorm leader, and even if some of them understood, one glance is everything it's going to take to silence them.

• ♀️ He loves the feeling of being in you, how warm and tight it is, but don't hide the strap-on too far, he loves it equally as much, the devilish glint in his eyes tells it all when you first suggest it. Ruggie receives it very eagerly and is very supportive of the idea of adding it when you have some "alone time" together.

• He's a putty in your hands when you blow him. The hyena feels very special when you pay such close attention to his dick and can't handle it for too long. Blow jobs are definitely the currency he accepts for being an amazing boyfriend and it's a treat he always looks forward to.

• Considering his stature, he's definitely not the biggest one out there, but does he know how to use it, and what positions make both of you feel good. A grower, you sometimes question yourself, if it's some kind of magic.

•♀️You on top of him makes him not under the collar at any time, but especially when you fuck. No matter if he's penetrating you, or eating you out, he's overjoyed and so head over heels for you. And does he love to go down on you. Ruggie adores your clit, and always pays it the utmost attention. Hyena boy loses the feeling of time when he is there, smothered by your tights and licking, tasting, sucking, drinking your juices, and enjoying your moans. You'll have to forcefully remove yourself from his mouth because he's not stopping on his own, even if you're already tearing up from overstimulation.

•♂️ He's going to demand to be on top, even if he's the one taking it, he wants to have an illusion that he's in charge, even if you ram his ass like there's tomorrow. If you're the one receiving his cock, hands down(ha!), he positions you into a doggy style, the penetration is amazing and his hip game is top-notch, you'll have a hard time declining him a top position afterward.

• He can be pretty stealthy, when he wants to, so if you're up for it he will gladly finger you/give you a handjob under the table. The feeling of his calloused fingers in your most intimate place can bring you to orgasm very fast, not to mention how skillfully be moves his hand. Oral in a hidden alley? Not entirely out of the plate too. And the way Ruggie deals with accidental witnesses or uncomfortable questions still hasn't made you face consequences, so it's definitely working.

Leona Kingscholar 🦁

Sfw

• Stupidly sexy lion. He knows the hots you have for him are immense and he's going to use it against you. If flashing the cockiest smirk you've ever seen and whispering in your ear is all it takes to convince you to sleep with him, ditch your homework, to laze around with him or just generally pay attention to him, he's going to abuse it as much as he can.

• You feel like you've become ten times lazier since you've started to date him, he thinks that you just spend quality time together as a normal, lovable couple.

• It's pretty much impossible to make him do anything, even if you're his significant other now. He's not helping you with your crappy homework, neither will he buy you anything from the store or cafeteria, even if he's walking by it. Get your own shit. Even better, bring him something too, since you're going anyway.

• ♀️ That's it unless you're a lady with a more or less firm grip. There's definitely more respect he pays to you, having grown up in the pride of Afterglow Savannah. Ladies first and foremost, he can't ignore it. Suddenly he's the one getting his own shit and bringing you whatever you want with a silver lining, probably not looking the most enthusiastic about it, but you're his woman and that's what you deserve.

•♀️The dream boyfriend when you're on your periods. He's getting you the right pads without a fault, knows just what snacks to bring you, heating packs are already there and an even hotter lion is embracing you and petting your hair.

• Still overall Leona is not your prince charming, and your relationships are full of compromises and until Leona finally understands that it takes two to tango, it's on you to support them. Which can be pretty hard, but the pay off is big unarguably.

• Your arguments start out calmly, up till the moment Leona gets sick of it and then the worst starts. It takes time for the situation to escalate to that point, Leona does have some patience and sense in him, but once you both are angry and don't hear each other prepare for this fight to leave no stone unturned.

♀️With a lady, Leona will be pretty tame, and rather than shouting he'll be growling lowly, which isn't less aggressive, but the chance of him scaring or snapping at you is pretty low. He'll be the first to storm off, not having the patience to stand it anymore and unable to let it out because of his innate respect for you.

♂️It's brutal, even if he's meters away from you. He hates to be bossed around or scolded like a guilty kitten and you remind him of all the arguments he had with his family at home, which makes his blood boil. The best course of action would be for you to leave him alone for the time being and patiently wait when he's up to talking again.

Sometimes you talk and the problem is solved and you don't return to and quarrel about it ever again, other times Leona just plainly drops the subject before it comes to bite him in the ass and you have a fight again. You have to be the smarter one with a hot-tempered and prideful boyfriend that you have, for arguments to not shake your relationships, and even straighten them.

• When he's not sleeping Leona can be quite cute and affectionate with you, corny when he's on a mission to make you blush. He doesn't care if anybody is round, you're the only one who he sees and right now he wants his wake-up kiss and nobody can stop him unless they want a couple of broken bones. You got into trouble because of his careless nature a lot of times, but when you look at his charming smirk and naughty eyes you can't resist him which allows him to peck you ten times more until you either drag him to a hidden from prying eyes place, or others shout at you to get a room.

• One kiss is never enough for Leona, especially since he doesn't acknowledge close-mouthed kisses and not the one to ever restrain himself. The make-out sessions are frequent and very heated, with his hands roaming everywhere, low groans sending pleasurable chills down your spine. What a relief he's usually in the places where no noises and people can disturb his sleep, or "bonding time" with his mate.

• The biggest spoon, he almost never gives up his place. If you catch him at his sleeping spot somewhere at the botanic garden or square and he's awake enough to spot or smell you, he'll trap you in his grasp and not let go until it's either time to eat or return to dorm. Crying that you have important matters and you can't just rest like that is futile. He's pretty warm too and even more cuddly than Jack, so prepare to suffer. But it's also very sweet how pissy he gets when you try to leave, clutching your form closer still, employing even his tail just not to part with your comfortable presence. The only time he's willing to be a little spoon is when he lays on your lap, happy to receive pats and scratches to his ears, at times like that he feels practically blessed to be with you.

• He may not show it openly, but he cares. He cares so much about you. He knows your likes and dislikes, maybe not precisely, but it's already outstanding for a guy who mostly gives no shit about people other than himself. He knows how to make you happy when you're sad or stressed, and how not to worsen your state. He'll talk with you about your problems to help you find a solution, and when you thank him for helping you, Leona will just brush it off and say that you were the one to come up with it. He's also just fine with lending you an ear, even if inside he wants to turn into sand whatever or whoever made upset. Yes, if it's alive, they will probably not be happy that they survived, because the following day will be a total nightmare for them. Nobody in their right mind would harm the lion's mate, and Leona makes sure everybody knows that.

• He's quick-witted and can come up with smartest, most efficient ideas in no time, but he's always too lazy or doesn't see a point. If you're needing his help, he may consider it, but you still receive a negative answer sometimes. Unless you have something you can offer, which for Leona you always do. The answer is straightforward - you.

• When you stay at their dorm, Ruggie always dumps his usual responsibilities on you. Leona has to wake up to his morning classes and how you manage to do it is on you. And bring his breakfast, or he'll forget and by the time he remembers nothing is left for him already. Also, braid his hair, and exclusively to you, try to not be taken to bed once again. It's quite rare you complete your quest. Other times Leona just takes advantage of it and skips the day entirely, lounging around and doing stuff with you.

• Ruggie and Jack admire you for how you can put up with Leona's lazy lion ass and how you get along and accept Leona-senpai even though his character is like that each respectively. Both agree that it's quite a feat you didn't bailout in the first weeks. They notice how much Leona mellowed down, in a good way, when he got together with you and are quite glad that the senior found such a person to love as yourself.

• Jealousy over the roof, but you won't ever catch the wind of it. He's good at pretending, and he can't let you know that he's about to chew this poor soul head off, together with their limbs and flesh. In his mind you literally belong to him, only he is allowed to flirt and tease you. He'll try and lead you away as nothing has happened, but his blood is boiling.

• Being Leona's lover means getting the privilege of being called "aunt/uncle" by small Cheka. He loves you so much, the lion cub looks forward to playing with you and his uncle when he visits NRC. It's the rare instances when Leona doesn't conceal his jealousy and demands your attention back openly. You think it's funny how he feels challenged by the kid, but choose to watch from the sidelines, how instead of being scared of fuming uncle Cheka just goes to give love to him instead. Leona thinks that you get along well with children, and just sometimes imagines how would you look caring for your own cub. If you ask him why he's spacing out like that, he'll just huff, but the small blush will remain on his cheeks for quite some time.

• "And what should I do with you?"

"Love me, feed me, and never leave me."

This big ass cat just needs your TLC to enter his cat heaven.

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• The ultimate pillow prince. Love him and fondle him, kiss and bite him, he'll take everything and then ask for more. He'll agree to everything as long as you keep the good stuff coming. He even tries and acts like he's the one in charge, but you know that you're the one doing most of the work and his bravado is just for show.

• But when he needs to really show you who is alpha here he won't half-ass it. When he's especially angry or jealous Leona is not releasing you from his room all day long and goes to extreme, by his and probably your standards, lengths to prove that you don't need anybody else, and only he can satisfy your every need.

• He has had sex before and that's a fact, but was he ever so emotionally connected to somebody else? If his intense gaze and low roars tell you something, it's that he has never dedicated himself to somebody, neither in or out of bed.

• Unashamed nudist, Leona will fuck you just anywhere as long as you both want this. Charm to the max, when you say that you're worried somebody will walk in on you. "You're not thinking about anybody else when I'm right here, kitten".

• Blowjob is not just a way to motivate him, sometimes it's the only way you can make him do something. Prone to throat fuck you on occasions when he has the spare energy. More often than not just lets you take all matters into your hands and do whatever you want. If not for those quiet grunts you would think he fell asleep again. He did not, the man is living his best life.

• Animalistic growls, groans, and grunts are heard in Savanclaw hallways when you make love. While he may not be the most vocal lover, he doesn't hold himself back either. You make him feel good, and he lets you know about it.

• Leona Kingscholar is massive and he knows it. As if the big dick energy wasn't already radiating off of him, he actually has a lot to stress it. "Not the most human dick" squad, he has the penile spines, though not as painful as in actual mammals, they just add more excitement to already satisfying feeling. Best believe, he knows what to do with this package to make you see stars.

• As long as you're above him he's content, missionary, cowgirl, 69 you name it, he loves it. Do mind that his trust power is bruising, not taking into account his size, as a result, you won't be walking normally, if at all if was especially fired up, the following day.

•♀️While you're up there, might as well sit on his face and let him have a snack from his personal five-star restaurant. He loves every minute of it and can probably stay for days there, making you come over and over again because he's so damn good at it too. He knows just how to lick, where to apply pressure, what to do with his fingers, and that rough tongue is plainly amazing. Never heard of it before? Now you did and it has the most mind-blowing sensation against your labia and clitoris. So messy, Leona is; when you finish with him he'll have your slick and cum smeared all over his face, which he doesn't mind at all, licking off what he can, successfully making you turn even redder from the erotic sight beneath you.

• ♂️ The sloppiest suck you'll ever get, nobody can challenge Leona on that. It would be nice if he just repaid you a bit more often. You'll probably learn to treasure his blowjobs, because of how rare and memorable they are simultaneous. The king, oh this irony, of deepthroating, you wonder if this man even has a gag reflex. Apparently, he does not, or just holds himself together very well, because he'll remove himself only to breathe in some air before he goes to town on you once again.

• Does he have a nice imagination, this lion. It's not rare for him to just daydream about fucking you in any setting possible, pop a boner, never do something about it and just drift off again. The reason he always turns your cutesy cuddly times into marathon sex is because he's always horny, but rarely acts on it and just opts to let off the steam together with you.

• Prepare to be littered with bites and scratches, the sex with Leona can be very wild. No matter your position you'll receive lots of marks all over your body, and don't raise your hopes - you won't be able to conceal it, for he chose very specific areas that are always seen by others, Leona is a possessive man after all.

[gukptune]

— SOFTY (m)

↛ seokjin x reader

a freshman and senior seemingly despise each other, one says the other acts older than they are and one says the other acts like a child, a feud brewing within the estranged pair.

↛ genre: gb n’ bg series, uni!au, good boy!seokjin, smut, fluff

↛ warnings: explicit language, slight age gap, unprotected sex, little bit of masturbation, vanilla sex

↛ words: 7.5k

↛ note: like mentioned above the sex is vanilla cuz he’s old yah know, it fits the concept okaaay

Lacklustre, was the kindest thing you could say about this party. The music was absolute crap, the drinks weren’t even getting you relatively drunk and the people here could barely get a few words out from how fucking timid they were. You didn’t plan on partying, but Jisoo wanted to come see her boyfriend and begged you to come with. But of course as soon as her eyes caught sight of her man she left you with the dust.

You were fumbling in the kitchen of the host’s house, seemed like the host lived with their parents due to the sheer amount of adult utensils, what kind of college kid would have multiple toasters. 

You were also sure from the family pictures all over the walls, kind of cute, most party hosts would hide that stuff.

The cabinets were filled with healthy cereals, nuts and dried fruits. A family like this should have some sort of hard liquor hidden, you know your own parents even had their own wine cellar. As you peaked into the fridge there wasn’t anything interesting but a cola, you picked up the can with a huff before you could hear a few people step foot inside the kitchen.

“I can’t help you much with psychology Namjoon,” An unfamiliar voice clearly, they didn’t take note of you or couldn’t see you from your position.

The boy who was probably Namjoon groans with frustration, “I don’t even know why I chose to study this.”

“Because you like knowing how people feel without asking them?” The other boy teases as he steps closer to where you were currently, crouching.

With that you jumped up from your crouch, revealing yourself to them from the other side of the island. A shriek left both their lips as if you had frightened them beyond their heart could take, the shorter one holding onto his chest and heaving.

“You—holy shit, what—how,” He asked, trying to catch his breath. 

His buddy holds onto the poor dude chuckling.

“He meant, how didn’t we notice you,” Namjoon asked.

You shrugged taking a sip of your cola, “Dunno, maybe you’re both blind.”

As if they’ve never heard someone say something like that they looked at you with such shock, you cocked your head taking a look at them. What you could say was that they exuded the most nerd energy you’ve never fucking seen. 

The Namjoon boy sported a dress shirt tucked into his slim fit trousers. Whilst the other, visibly more attractive to you, wore a navy sweater with a black turtle neck peaking from the base of his neck. But of the way they carried themselves told you enough about them.

“Well, see you around.” You began making your way out of the kitchen, hearing a sound come out of the other boy’s mouth but not bothering to look back. You weaved into the crowd as the music seemingly got louder, making you want to find a whole to hide in at this point.

He bothered you, a lot. You were mostly bothered by him, he didn’t do anything to you but he kept looking your way as if you were some sort of freak. It was also extremely noticeable how he’d constantly find himself in the same area as you, and no it was not a coincidence anymore. 

Finally, you found Jisoo again and dragged her away from her boyfriend who didn’t seem to mind at all.

“What’s his name?” You nodded towards the brunette who tries to blend in by looking at some pictures on the wall. Currently you were situated near the front of the house, not that the house was large it all but it was cozy and maze like enough to hide in some corners easily. You leaned against the rail of the staircase that you dragged her on, not going up all the way.

Jisoo looked in the direction of your head nod and visibly perks up, “Ah! It’s Kim Seokjin!”

You raised an eyebrow at her enthusiasm. “He’s in my biology class, he’s a senior I think. Did you know he’s like super smart, he’s majoring in bio-chemistry, just like Spider-Man—“

You interrupted her with a overly loud yawn, pointing out, “Why are you telling me all this, I only asked for his name.”

Jisoo who can’t seem to lie or keep a straight face grins like a child in a candy shop, she weaves her fingers together as she rolls on her heels, “Well, I think he’s got a crush on you.”

Your face stretches into a disgusted scowl, “Uh, gross.”

“Oh come on! He’s cute—“

“And old!”

Jisoo smacks you in the arm causing you to let out a gasp, “He’s my age!”

“My point exactly—”

You ducked before she could hit you again, laughing as you turned around walking backwards up the stairs with a hand holding Jisoo away from you at an arm’s length.

“We both know we’re only friends because you like treating me like a little sister right.”

Jisoo’s eyebrows stitched together, “Doesn’t mean I’m old!”

“Well, if we think statistically, you’re a millennial and I’m a gen z which makes us very different. If that’s not enough, we like very different things, talk very differently and well, see the world differently.” You tried to explain to a grumpy Jisoo.

“Still doesn’t mean I’m old!”

Before you could retort and spit out another factor, a very clumsy person rushed past you before you could see them. You turned with a huff, about to yell as you see it was Seokjin who was running towards the bathroom. Slipping past you were who you assumed were his friends.

“Aw, look, you made him cry!”

You whipped your head around looking at Jisoo, stomping your foot childishly, “He didn’t go running to the bathroom because I made him cry, gosh, why do you say shit like that.”

You dropped off the steps, getting around Jisoo. She stops you with an arm blocking your path looking you right in the eye, you sighed in frustration as you rubbed your face with your hands, “I say shit like that to make your life more interesting, you should probably check if he’s actually crying or not.”

She turns you around and pushes you up the stairs, “He’s not crying though!”

“You don’t know that.” You could practically hear the grin on her face.

You grunted your entire way towards the bathroom upstairs, you knew exactly where it was mainly because you nearly spent your entire time in there during the lame party.

You could see the crowd of boys murmuring to themselves around the agape bathroom door, you pushed past them towards your focus. Seeing Seokjin coming into view with his face all red and blotchy.

“Aye! Park Jimin, fuck off. You find your volleyball girlfriend somewhere and leave me alone!”

“Hyung! I’m trying to help you please just direct that vomit to the toilet,” Jimin groans, “Can you also stop crying please, it’s making me sad too, hyung.”

Seokjin pushes Jimin until he fell onto his bum, you stood in the frame of the door with the rest of the boys leaving the scene as you appeared. You rolled your eyes hoping this wasn’t going to be going in the direction you think it will.

You could see Seokjin planted on his butt with his head leaning against the sink counter as he vents to himself.“That’s the first time I’ve seen her that close, I couldn’t even say anything!”

“Hyung, it’s okay, you’ll see her again,” the poor younger boy did try his best.

Seokjin sniffled, turning away from Jimin with his eyes shut, “See her again? For her to say what, that I’m old! Like I said, she’s too good for me.”

Alright, at this point it was very clear he was talking about you. You didn’t know whether you should be flattered. You didn’t feel bad though, it was kind of funny that he took a joke this far.

Seokjin, fumbled with his top before he looks up, right at the door frame where you stood to pretty much have his eyeballs pop out of their sockets, “She’s here!”

Jimin whips his head around to see you looking right back him with your eyebrows stitched together as if you were confused and concerned. He stood up, brushing off his trousers as he nods at you, “Hey! Could you please help with him, thank you so much y/n!”

Park Jimin had the guts to weave past you and shut the door, pushing you into the small bathroom with a man-child sprawled all over the floor like an omelette someone had dropped. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the imagery.

“So now you’re just going to laugh at me?” He whines, acting very hurt, at least he managed to say something.

You rolled your eyes as you dropped on your knees in front of him, staring at him dead on. 

“What are you doing,” You said, “Look at yourself, you’re acting like a kid.”

Seokjin frowned, his eyes dropping to the floor like you’d just told him off, “I’m sorry.”

“What?”

Seokjin sighs, looking up to meet your eyes, “I said I’m sorry.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because I put you in this situation, you probably hate it, and me.” 

Oh god, now he’s really sad. The lack of sympathy you had for most people seemingly disappeared, you actually felt kind of bad, maybe because he looked really cute all huddled up hugging himself. 

Maybe it was weird since he had tears running down his face and his lips were swollen, his very plump large lips were—

Shit, what were you thinking.

He had been staring at you too, he had to had noticed how you lost your words and just stared at his most prominent feature and very attractive prominent feature that you’d love to—

“I don’t hate you, stupid.”

Seokjin finally releases himself from his own hug, seemingly opening up to let you in figuratively.

“Really?”

You shrugged, “Yea, as long as you don’t cry anymore like a little bitch.”

After that you had managed to get him out of the bathroom, having him trail behind you like a lost puppy for nearly the entire night. He also resorted back into a snail hiding in his shell. You concluded that his friends made him nervous, they kept looking over your way and well they were pretty happy for him, anyone would be if you saw your friend finally talking to their crush.

If only they knew Seokjin kept his lips shut the entire night, if only he could’ve gained some sort of confidence and well put those lips to good work, you would’ve enjoyed your night much more.

After that party came the rest of the week, of which you had only gotten a glimpse of him every now and then. You had the urge to ask him what’s with that, you had thought he would at least try something, after all you did befriend him.

“You keep looking his way,” Jisoo said with her mouth full of her yogurt, “Don’t tell me you’ve got a crush, y/n, I can’t believe you’re falling for a nerd!”

She sounded happy for some reason, as if she was relieved by the idea, that was still an idea and nothing more. You grunt, shaking your head aggressively, “Don’t—”

“He’s really nice, kind, he’ll treat you right. His family is wealthy and look at him—”

“You know if you actually think of him so highly you could date him,” You interrupted, eyeing her now that the party had gone south for her.

With that being brought up, Jisoo pouts as she dug at the bottom of her plastic cup. It was rather out of nowhere, that after only a few weeks together, she was dumped.

“He’s a prick,” She said, referring to her now ex-boyfriend.

You nod your head in agreement, “Told ya.”

“He literally had sex with me once!” She whined, “And then he told me I was shit!”

You let out a deep sigh, pursing your lips. God, some guys could truly be brutal. By all means, she did decide to date the biggest fuckboy in school and she was hot.

“Shit at what? exactly” You asked.

Jisoo leaned in from across the table, whispering “Doggy style.”

Which immediately made you groan and squeeze the centre of your forehead with your fingers, “He’s a fucking noob, oh my god, seriously I can’t believe you thought you were bad. Jisoo, in a position like that he’s the only one fucking you, we can’t do shit from being held down like that.”

Her eyes widened in realisation, “Thats why I felt so useless.”

“All we could do is push our butt against them, this is stupid, he’s so stupid.” You managed to make her feel better.

“So he’s the shit one at sex,” She wiggled her eyebrows with pride.

“Duh,” You replied. 

She did truly believe him, as if he was to blame her for the shitty sex. He was probably the worst guy to ever hook up with, from your friends elsewhere they said he only cared for himself during sex and cared little for his partners. A dick pretty much.

“Oh! He’s looking at you.”

You heard Jisoo quip as your eyes met with Seokjins from across the cafeteria. He seemed to jump when you noticed him. Pulling up one of his friends to hide his standing form, which didn’t work since he was much taller than the friend.

Even a tiny look and he was already blushing head to toe, as if your ego couldn’t get any bigger. You waved a hand at him and gave him a smile.

Seeing the boy, blink back at you as if he couldn’t believe it before he waves back enthusiastically. 

“Awe, young love.” Jisoo sighed euphorically, leaning on her hand.

You cocked your head at her, “Say that again and your yogurt won’t make it’s way to your mouth.”

At the end of the day, and the end of the week you had finished your final class of the semester and was ready to party yourself to death. A party finally hosted by someone you could stand and well, had a whole lot of money to drop on booze.

As you began walking home you could see a very specific boy standing on the sidewalk as he seemingly looked like he was waiting for a ride. Your heart beats faster within an instant as you approached him.

“Hey,” You said, watching as he turns his head to see you right next to him.

His eyes widened as he takes out his earphones, clearly flexing with those earpods, before responding, “Hi, y/n.”

He looked great today, a simple gray sweater and dark jeans. His hair done messily, probably from his whole day in lab.

“How are you?” You started the conversation on something you hoped he could answer easily, of which he did.

“Great, I managed to finish my project in class and left early. I felt bad leaving the others back in class but they didn’t mind, I also have a family dinner apparently. I was definitely not aware of that until a few minutes ago but—” He pauses for a second as he looks into your eyes, he lets out a cough, “Sorry, how was your day.”

He must’ve stopped himself thinking he was rambling on about something you didn’t care much for, honestly it was fun hearing him finally speak his mind and well speak to you. Just a tiny progress.

“Nothing too interesting, had my last class today so I’m free until school starts up again after Christmas,” You explained, taking a look around for a second before continuing, “Do you not live at home?”

“No, my parents think it’s better for me to have my own responsibilities and have my own space for things I want to do... but I do live with some of my friends,” He trails off.

A little part of yourself wanted to imagine if the boy brought girls to his place, you bet it was nice seeing as his parents were extremely well off. You could think of many things he could be doing in a flat, all for himself with anyone.

“Are you having dinner with your parents?” You asked.

You realised how bright he was, excited to talk about his family, he must love them. He took a second to respond though, seemingly just staring back at you. Before he shakes his head a little, nodding with a big smile on his face.

“Yes, and well my siblings. Think of it as a monthly update on our lives,” He explains, rolling the airpods in his hands as he did.

You nod biting your lips as you looked down, playfully hitting his feet with your own, “Is the dinner tonight?”

He nods, his eyebrows raised as if he was wondering why you kept asking of it.

You pursed your lips, “All night?”

“I’m not sure about that yet, uhm, why are you asking?” He watches as your hand came up to tangle in his hoodie strings.

“Well, there’s this party. You could come—after the dinner,” You suggested, “I really want you there.”

There was no lie in that, you wondered if he would actually agree. A family dinner wouldn’t drag into the night would it? Then again, his family probably talked about his extremely difficult course, their future, shit that actually dragged on.

He took a moment to look at you with the most confused face you’ve ever seen on a person, “Me? You—you’re inviting me to a party...because you want me there?”

He must’ve thought he was dreaming, the boy was literally pinching himself. You nodded, trying to convince him, “Yes, I want you there, Jin, you can bring your friends too—if you want.”

“My friends? Would that be okay with the—uh—the—”

“The host? Of course, if he has a problem with it. I’ll deal with it.” With that he was convinced, you thought, nodding to himself as he probably thinks of how to get his friends there.

“I’ll—uhm, try to leave my family’s place at nine then?” He asked, looking at his phone at the time with his face scrunched.

You laughed, shaking your head at how early the boy thought he had to be there, “The party would start at eleven, you can come at midnight or something like that.”

“Oh...that’s very late.”

You shrugged, tying up his hoodie strings together, he gulps slightly at how close your hand was to touching his very nice chest, “It’s a normal time, just call me.”

You took his phone out of his hand to see that he didn’t have a lock on his phone, what a weirdo. Typing in your number quickly you handed it back to his shaky hands.

“Wear something, hot?” You smiled, tapping his shoulder as you walked past him to leave.

Giving him no time to think or stop you, clearly you wanted to leave him wanting more. You could hear him mutter loudly as he looks down at his top. Venting about how you tangled up his top to the point that could choke him. 

You just couldn’t wait for that party now, huh.

As the time was well past midnight you stumbled around the house wondering where he was, you couldn’t see none of his nerdy friends though the place was very crowded, much more crowded than the last party you got yourself into.

Jisoo was over on the couch trying her best to play spin the bottle without chickening out, as if you’d ever play a game like that, you’re just asking yourself for herpes at that point. You didn’t stop her, she wanted to do it, after all her ex-boyfriend was watching every move she made.

You managed to get yourself into a secluded area of the house, where one person sat with his hands on a piano, playing nothing.

“Yoongi?”

He turns around, seeing you talk towards him. He flashes you a smile as he notices you’ve lost your shoes, “Are you here to ask for where your shoes are?”

“Psh, no. I’m here to ask if you’ve seen some nerdy looking boys,” You leaned against the piano, asking him in a playful tone. 

Min Yoongi, was a good boy. He only looked bad on the exterior, and god, he looked extremely hot in his black getup and mellow attitude. Never the less you were here asking for another.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow at you, “Nerdy looking boys? Sorry to say, I haven’t seen them.”

You hissed, turning to lean your back against the piano with frustration.

“If you’re looking for someone, can’t you call that someone?” He adds, immediately beginning to play the keys before you could say something back. He was right, you could call him, or was your ego too big to allow yourself to do such a thing—

It kept ringing with an answer, fuck, you managed to swallow for pride for what. To be stood up, now you felt pathetic.

Kim Seokjin, stood you up. How could someone like him, drop the opportunity to be here with you. That didn’t even anger you as much as knowing that you invited him yet, he wasn’t here to ease you of your boredom. Even the split second you had with him on the street was the most thrilling moment of your month, somehow a prissy nerd managed to get you whipped.

You thought about leaving, going home to sleep, something Yoongi would do. Unless of course, the tides changed and you suddenly get a buzz in your pocket that made you jump.

You pulled out your phone to see it be him, Seokjin, you sneered wondering if he was calling to make an excuse, you took the chance and answered, immediately your ear being filled with the sound of his voice.

“Hi! Hey, y/n! Shit, I’m so sorry, fuck, I had to go pick up the guys. Are you mad at me? Please don’t be,” Seokjin continued to ramble on as the words went in one ear and out the other.

Seokjin swearing was truly a strange feeling, somehow kind of kinky to hear such a preppy boy spit such vile. You let him go on until he had stopped for you to respond, and of course you couldn’t really stay mad knowing how awful he felt, “I’m not mad, but could you get here faster, I’m dying.”

“You’re—you’re dying? What happened!” He pretty much yells in panic, which resulted in you hearing his friends start to panic too.

You scrambled to calm him down, “No! Not actually dying, I’m figuratively dying... of boredom?”

You could hear a very loud sigh of relief, as if he just dropped his entire chest, “Thank god, I thought, wow.”

Now you held in your laugh, it was funny to say the least. Only a few years in age difference and here he was acting like he’s never heard a joke in his life. Yet, you’ve heard him pull dad jokes as if he was forty.

It took him only a couple of minutes after you ended the call to get here, you had opened the door for them knowing they may have been too scared to ring it themselves or just walked in like everyone else. Whilst, his friends scattered around the party you managed to keep Seokjin attached to you for most of the night. 

“Did you have a good dinner?” You asked, getting him a drink from one of the icebox in the kitchen. You shook the little ice off of it as you handled it to him, his hand brushing over yours without him flinching for once. You leaned your side against the counter, looking right at him as he looks down.

“It was—alright.”

You cocked your head, raising your eyebrows, “Something happen?”

“No...not really, just the same ole stuff,” He hobbles around, popping open the drink as he took a sip as if it was way for him to not talk about it anymore.

You thought about asking him about it more, it seemed like something he didn’t really want to talk about so you let it go. Giving him a grin you saw him blink at you strangely, “What?”

He blinks again, as if he couldn’t come up with the right words, “I—just, you’re—you look really...hot.”

You perked up, letting out a small ‘oh’ as you pushed yourself off the counter. Clearly it was a good choice to wear an almost off the shoulder top that had a fat tank strap on one side, a choice you made just to show more skin. That and you just wore a tartan skirt that flowed slightly, definitely adding to the plumpness of your bottom. You were glad he noticed and said something.

“And you,” You replied, “Not that you don’t look great everyday, just today you look hot not just cute.”

That must’ve been something for him to take as he blushes, holding up the can higher as if it would hide his pretty face at all. You chuckled, leaning towards him.

You grabbed his wrist and pulled it away from his face, he was tall, you craned your neck a little to look up at him. There he was looking right at where you were, you then dropped your gaze towards that of his lips, twitching slightly at how your breath was brushing past it.

“Jin—”

“Yes?”

You swallowed, biting onto your lips as you pushed his wrist towards the table making him drop the drink onto it. You breathed out heavily, hoping he’d take the hint, at this point most guys would take the leap but knowing him, he was too much of a good boy to do it on a whim.

“I want you.”

He raised his eyebrows, “You want me to what?”

You could roll your fucking eyes right now, he was so oblivious, that or he was in-denial. You were hoping it was the latter, you were obvious, occasionally trying to brush your ass up against him whilst you walked around. Even brushing your hand against his thigh whenever you’d sit down.

You sighed, tilting your head, “Really? You really want me to spell it out?”

“Spell? I don’t—”

“Kim Seokjin, you stupid nerd, I want you,” You tried your best to explain to him with the tone of your voice, at this point you were sure he was just denying it. You pushed his wrist onto the small of your back and pushed yourself against him. His breath hitching as he fumbles with that hand.

You leaned in, lips brushing against his, “Do you get what I mean?”

“I—I think so,” He stuttered, his eyes moving around behind you as if he was worried someone would see, “Do you really want to though? You’re—”

“Not too good for you—”

With that you pressed your lips against his, tilting into his lips as you held onto the back of his neck pulling him into you. His lips didn’t move with you at first, must’ve been the shock, he then realised that you weren’t in for just a peck.

His hand tightening on the side of your waist as his empty hand pulled you in at the hip, your stomach now flat to his pelvis, feeling the rather friendly thing he was hiding in his pants.

Your lips moved together roughly, more rough that you thought he could handle. Of course, you lead the pace, knowing him he wouldn’t try to. He only tilts his head in the same direction you did, allowing him to pretty much swallow you. You let out a whimper at the tightness of his palm, holding onto your waist as if he was going to lose it somehow.

He must’ve liked it, his crotch acting on its own.

You unlatched yourself from his lips, with a pop. A whine leaving your lips as you opened your eyes to those shut of Seokjin’s with his lips redden and full. You moaned, pressing your hips into his cock, feeling it twitch within it’s confinement. 

“Y/n...”

“Yea?” You replied, running your hands up his nape, lacing his hair between your fingers as you pulled. His eyes would shut in pleasure, with a grunt like sigh leaving his lips. At least he was relatively vocal.

“We—we can’t do this here,” He said, allowing you some space to look around. He mustn’t have been to a party like this where either everyone was too high or too drunk to think. Of course, no one was looking your way, but at least he was a gentlemen.

You agreed, pulling at the collar of his sweater, “Does that mean we can do this elsewhere?”

He had suggested taking it to his house, which was great, you just couldn’t wait. He had left the car with one of his friends, one of the boys that lived with him. You didn’t mind, here you were walking to his place with your arms linked with his. Ever so often you could sense him staring at you, probably in disbelief.

You were in disbelief, were you really about to take him home…to fuck him?

There wasn’t much time to think through it as you’ve arrived, apparently, he takes you into his condo. Passing through a very fancy looking lobby which made you wonder if his parents had paid for it or did he and his friends manage to, never the less you walked into the elevator along with him and made way to his door.

At his door, he pressed his thumb against the keypad which lit up with a passcode for him to press in but instead he just swipes his keycard against it and the door unlocks, fancy.

He pushed the door open for you, allowing you to walk in first. You took in the place, very well kept for a bunch of university kids living together. He must’ve noticed your pleasantly surprised expression.

“I—uh, I try to keep the place together,” He said.

You chuckled, “You? Just you?”

He shyly laughs as well, brushing up his hair as he watched you wonder around his place, “They others aren’t as keen on, wasting their time on this stuff I guess. I just dislike mess.”

“You’re pretty much their caretaker at this point, Jin,” You looked to him, seeing his lips twitch as you said his name.

His very visibly still red lips, messed up by your lipstick previously and his hair, that he had tried to tame still tousled on his head. You sunk into having a way too creative mind again, seeing his broad shoulders right at eye level. Him leaning so casually against his kitchen table, you could imagine just dropping on your knees and taking his thick cock right in your—

“Would you like to see my room?”

With that you nodded, sort of over eagerly. He smiles, leading the way to his bedroom. 

As you entered the room, you could see his personality all over his room. His walls were the plain gray colour, yet the wooden floor had a few carpets sprawled around the room adding some sort of coziness to it. His bed was relatively large for one person, with dark navy sheets. In one corner was his set up, his computer probably for gaming, laptop and a whole load of posters of space, robots and all things he liked. He also had random, blue prints and computer parts littered on his desk, in a mess, strangely enough, he also noticed you staring right at his desk, making him jump and run over to it trying to put it in place.

Not that it bothered you at all but it was kind of cute how he was trying to make his place look presentable for you, even though it already surpassed expectations.

Your eyes fell onto something that kind of made you step back of a second, maybe you seeing things. You stepped closer to the strange thing ahead, on his nightstand.

“Jin...” You called out, proceeding to point at it, “Is that a lizard?”

As you began to move away mainly out of fear the damned thing starts moving, “Jin! There’s a fucking lizard on your nightstand and it’s chasing me!”

You jump on his bed to get away from the culprit, seemingly a terrifying bearded dragon that you weren’t very keen on. The owner of said demon’s eyes widen as he realises your absolute fear, picking up the thing and putting it in a glass enclosure. As he moves towards you with guilt, his eyes sad and lips pouted, you sat back and looked at the lizard staring back at you.

You held up a hand to stop him coming towards your laid body, pointing behind him, “You better cover that up and wash your hand if you’re thinking of fucking me today.”

He splutters with his eyes blown out, “Fuck—fuck you?”

You shrugged, beginning to unlace your shoes, “Unless you want me to fuck you?”

“Uh—I, ah—”

“I’m kidding,” You teased, before winking, “For now.”

Within an instant the flustered cute nerd jumps off his feet and finds something to cover up his lizard from seeing whatever sinful shit was about to happen. Rushing himself to the bathroom leaving the doorway ajar, allowing you to see inside the pretty bathroom.

Kicking off your shoes, you pushed your socks off pushing your feet up against the blanket. Other than that you’d hope he wouldn’t have trouble taking any thing else off. Stretching out before your next exercise you turned back to the nightstand that his pet was at, looking at his strangely fascinating clock, in the shape of a constellation. This boy really loved space and science, huh.

Before you know it you felt a heat behind you, the bed sank down from a fresh weight. With your braided hair to the side you felt an oddly confident pair of familiar lips running down your neck. He breathed against your nape before sinking a deep open mouthed kiss on your shoulder, sucking on it.

You let out a long awaited moan, feeling his hand run up your sides as he pushes himself against your back.

“Didn’t know you were this bold,” You moaned.

Jin, breathes out a shy laugh, “Are—are you okay with that?”

You turned your head towards him, looking him in the eye, “Of course, do what you want, fucking use me.”

As if he’s never heard such a thing, the boy had a stitched on expression of shock, but you could tell it was a pleasant surprise. Maybe for the first time a girl like you was finally giving him the time of day. You were willing to give him your everything.

With a nod, he proceed. His lips immediately attaching against yours taking the breath out of you. He was pretty much sucking you try, it was rough, wet and hot. Your hand lazily strung over his broad shoulders as he tightly holds onto your waist.

He turns his head sideways to better access you, his tongue slipping through you easily as you whimpered submissively. Feeling slightly lightheaded from how intense this was becoming, fuck, a nerd was literally fucking his tongue into your mouth and you were just accepting it.

You wanted more, fuck, you wanted so much more.

You pushed away from his lips with a pop, breathily whining at him, “Jin, take it off, please~.”

Jin grunts, swallowing hard as you can see his adam’s apple bop up and down, “Take what off, y/n.”

Oh fuck, hearing him say your name with such lust in him was making you so wet. The look he was giving you, like he wanted to eat you like wild animal.

“Everything, Jin, everything,” You pushed his top to exposed his stomach to you. His very toned, and ripped stomach to your surprised. He doesn’t argue knowing it was damn well what he wanted as well.

He rips off his top without a sliver of shyness, standing on his knees whilst his eyes never lose contact with your own. Your hands beginning to pet at his sides and sliding down his bottom, squeezing his tight ass in your hands causing his breath to hitch, not out of dismay but of pleasure.

He unbuckles his belt in a way you could already imagine him using those veiny pretty hands and fingers to fuck you.

As he takes care of the rest of his clothes you wanted to him so bad, it was getting rough, you slick dripping self was trapped inside an extremely tight pair of pants and underwear. As he pushes his clothes off the edge of the bed, you pushed yourself back against the headboard, running your fingers down your slit before you lifted your bottom to slip the constrictors off.

Your bare pussy now visible to his keen eyes, you pushed apart your thighs to show him your glistening needy cunt. Jin’s hungry eyes forced himself closer, his bare body closer.

You took his time to notice his package, his very red, thick cock just dangling right in front of you. It was enough to make you cream but of course you didn’t, you couldn’t let the nerd come before you.

You rubbed your fingers against your folds, opening up yourself to him, “You want this?”

“Yes,” He breathes, his hands brushed up over your ankles towards your thigh.

You pouted, dipping your finger inside of you, “What is ‘this’, that you want, Jin?”

He swallows again, taking deep breathes as he watches your finger ease in and out of you, “I want you, I want to fuck you. I want to cum inside of you.”

The last part made you raise your eyebrows, you shivered a little from the thought, shit, you wanted it as much as him.

“Then come here,” You whimpered, tightening around your finger as he reaches you fully. His bottom half only lifted over you slightly. His face right up against you, his heavy breathing would’ve been audible from the damn bathroom.

You used your free hand to brush up against your clothed breast, his eyes trailing towards them. He gets what you wanted as he engulfs your throat with a deep kiss as his hands pushed up your top, fully over your head allowing your barely covered breasts to bless his eyes.

Jin sighs euphorically, his eyes asking you for permission of which you granted with all your pleasure. He takes them in his hands as he rolls your nipples through your very thin bra.

“Can I take this off?”

At this point you realised that you’ve willingly taken nearly everything off yourself. For the last piece of course you let him. His soft and gentle hands wrapping behind you to ease the clips off and the whole thing.

Stars festered in his eyes as he was met with your entire bare body, as if he had just gotten a candy he was never allowed to have. He latches himself onto your neck licking, sucking and biting on it as his hands caressed you with such lust.

You moaned and choked up, the boy hasn’t even touched your most sensitive parts and here he was already making you tear up. Your fingers weren’t finished, still set inside of you. 

“Jin, help me out will you,” You batted your eyes, “Baby, I need you so bad.”

He looks down at the fingers leaving your core, drenched and hot, he nearly drolls from the sight. Pushing himself off of you as he begins to stroke himself. You were guessing he wasn’t a virgin, by the looks of it he might’ve just had some plane vanilla sex all his life, it was fine for you to do it that way—to start.

He closes his eyes as he wet himself with his cum, pulling his thick cock between his hand as the other keeps him half upright over you. You got up on your elbows, to allow yourself to be closer to him and help him as well.

“Jin, come on, you know you want to feel how fucking wet you made me,” You kissed his cheek, running your lips against it, “All of this—”

You slipped your hand between the two of you and smeared your own arousal on his dick, making him groan. “—I’m this wet just because of you, Jin.”

“Fuck!” Jin swears, for the second you hear him curse subconsciously. His face stitched with overhearing pleasure, from jerking off and having a visible human being, a fucking hot, needy, naked one right in front of him. Rubbing against him, licking him—not to mention a human being he’s been wanting for the longest time but never dared.

You leaned into his ear, biting it a little as you whispered, “Come on, you’re ready. Just fuck me already.”

Like a command, he guides himself towards you, stopping himself right before the entry, “Don’t we need a condom?”

“Uhm, no? Unless you’re not clean...” You paused.

Jin nods his head for a second, as if he was contemplating he looks over at his nightstand making you turn that way as well—

But in fact, he tricked you. With you distracted he pushes himself inside of you, making you moan out in an out of nowhere sense of pleasure. His thick, head heavy cock penetrating you with so much brute it hurt but in a good way, fuck, you liked it when a guy can stretch you out this much.

“Fuck—y/n, you’re so tight, shit,” He finally whimpers, the first time you’ve heard a guy do that, “And—fuck, I haven’t fucked anyone in nearly a year, I got checked last month.”

What a fucking tease, the look on his face of cockiness as he’s fooled you was sort of cute. He for once got the better of you and well here he was fully inside of you as your cunt squeezes the brains out of him.

He was a spluttering mess, he couldn’t even make a proper sentence after the second thrust. With a mighty cock like that, he knew where to put it, how to fuck hard and how to be a cutie about it.

“Do you feel good?” He asked, his voice pitched up like hell.

You laughed, “Fuck yes I feel good, holy shit—I feel so fucking good.”

It was sort of a fuel for him, hearing you praise him, knowing that he’s fucking you good. He begins to slack after a while, at least he lasted quite long in your opinion.

You pushed his shoulders back, non-verbally telling you to lay down. You pushed him down onto the bed sheet, pushing yourself on top of him as your bottom half swallowed him whole.

“Shit—y/n, uh, I don’t want to cum yet,” He whines, his eyes looking at you in panic.

You smiled at him, riding him without listening. Your hand on his chest keeping yourself upright, the other petting the side of his face as he leans into it with his eyes now shut trying to hold himself back from busting.

“It’s okay Jin, come on, just cum for me,” You told him, seeing him physically twitch as you did.

“But I—I don’t want it to be over yet,” He said.

As cute as that was you knew he was just worried he wasn’t going to be doing this ever again, “Shush—If you cum right now, I promise I’ll fuck you again, okay?”

His eyes widened as his face lit up, “Really?”

“Yes, really. I like you, Jin.” You explained, he really doubted it that much.

“You really like me? Like, like like or just like?”

You rolled your eyes, considerably done with him holding himself back by talking, you clenched as he begins to cum out of pure pressure, “Fuck!”

“I like you, like I want to date you like you.”

Finally he gets it, nodding as he lets himself go. With that you did the same, knowing how to get yourself off in his position better than most. He manages to get down off his high at the same time as you. His hand tightly squeezing your hips to keep you on him as you both could feel his hot cum leaking out between the two of you.

The grin on his face was the most fucked out expression you’ve never seen, that or he was genuinely happy. Probably the second.

“y/n, I’ve liked you for the longest time—”

“I know, I see the way you look at me,” You cut him off.

Jin smiles wholesomely, “Thank you.”

“For what.”

“Excepting my love,” He says in the most cheesy way possible.

You rolled your eyes, trying to get off him as he holds you down with his hands.

“Let me go, I’m—”

“No, please baby.”

You shook your head, looking away from him as he kept blabbering like the old man he is. As you laugh at his best efforts to make you stay, you managed to get sight of something you didn’t want to.

“Jin! Your lizard is on the bed! Why is it on the bed!”

“I don’t know, shit—what if he was here the entire time!”

“Then he must’ve enjoyed himself.”

“What?”

“Nothing, nothing at all.”

© archangegguk, 25 may 2019

[irishsunshine-n-l-l-h]

The talented @ingahansenn tagged me to do this, so I’m going to do it. 

1. what is the smell of your shampoo?

Moroccan Argan and Camellia Oils (I don’t use fancy shampoo, it’s the Whole Blends stuff. We buy it at Wal-Mart) I had to go into the bathroom to check to see which one it was)

2. what’s your aesthetic?

Idk man, mostly comfort. I stopped wearing jeans like over a year ago. My room has like fifty styles going on in it. But I like having a lot of house plants. I used to be Punk, but now I’m just kind of here...I was thinking about it last night, that I didn’t pic out a single thing of furniture in my room. It’s all extra stuff or stuff that my brother or sister left behind so I stole it for my own use. I like cool tones, blues, turquoise, that sort of thing. 

3. what’s your favourite time of day?

Nighttime. I’m a major night owl. But I like sitting outside during the day if it’s nice out with my dog Abby, she loves chillin’ outside.

4. what do you like most about the beach?

I hate sand, but I like the sound of the waves? My sister dragged me to the beach and I got a blister bc it had been so long since I’d worn flip flops.

5. what do you worry about constantly?

Everything!! Not having a job, not seeing my friends, my dogs, writing, makeup videos, dying, moving out, reading (yes. reading), needing a new phone,the mice in my house bc they were in my room at one point so every time I hear a noise my anxiety spikes, the fact that my stepdad wants me to move into his dad’s old house so we can fix it up and sell it, but keeps restricting everything. “You’re not there to have fun or “live” there. You’re there to work. “You’re not allowed to cost me anymore money with heating” (it’s set at 55 degrees in the house rn like what the fuck).

6. what is a song you’ve cried to before?

Next to Me by Imagine Dragons. It was already a sad song for me but it was also the first song I listened to after Uncle Frank died. I was watching One Tree Hill and the Uncle died, and after, Next to Me came on and it made me think of Uncle Frank. Also Saturn by Sleeping At Last (there are really good Supernatural and TWD videos to it on YouTube that make me cry).

7. what are some relaxing tips for your followers?

I clean my room when I’m freaking out.  Also, doing like sudoku or crossword puzzles, puzzles in general. Going for a walk just keeps you in your own head, but if you can get your mind focused on something else, like problem solving, then it helps calm you down. Sometimes I just work on stuff for the collab or build a house on the sims.

8. what are some things that make you tear up?

Music. Music makes me cry if it hits me right. Movies/TV shows. I will cry over the simplest things from Supernatural, mostly happy things. My life makes me cry. Also, Abby. Abby has something about her that hits me at certain moments. She’s a good puppy (sometimes lol).

9. what is your favourite thing from each of the five senses?

Sight - movies/tv/reading. I love stories and characters and getting to live with them for a little while.

Smell - strawberry/raspberry, I like sweet smells like vanilla, cupcakes...I have a lot of candles. Also, the butterfly bush we have it really good in the summer.

Taste - popcorn. I like salty foods. a good brownie is the best thing ever.

Touch - Abby. Abby is so soft, she’ll be ten this year, but she’s so freaking soft. Also JimJam’s muffin top. For a short-haired dog, he’s very soft.

Sound - Niall’s voice (I find his voice very calming). Also a sucker for a crackling fire. I hate silence. I’m usually playing music.

10. what is one alternative reality you’d want to be in?

One where I’m happy and productive. (is that too depressing?) umm, yeah I can’t think of anything.

11. what are some troubles you face on a day to day basis?

Well, with the depression and anxiety, and generally being a disappointment because of the depression, anxiety, lack of job, initiative, and will to live, um yeah...it’s all just sunshine and candy canes (my therapist told me to stop doing that and saying how I really feel, but I like the sarcasm).

12. what is one scene of a book that makes you really sad?

Six of Crows when a character’s father basically says that his son is a useless idiot because he can’t read and he doesn’t care if his son dies. I think about it a lot. Also, from my own writing, in Vale of Plenty when Harry says to Niall that no one deserves to be hit. That one gets me and I wrote it.

13. say something to your followers:

I know I’m a small blog and I always seem to be having some sort of mental breakdown, but I am always here for any of you, no matter what. I’m one of those people that’s afraid to ask the waiter for ketchup, but if my friend needs ketchup, watch me flag down that waiter and ask for it for them (if that makes any sense).  If you ever just want to talk or vent or if you need help on a project you’re working on, just let me know. I appreciate every single one of you for following me!

“I’m far from good it’s true, but still I find you there next to me.” <3

I feel like most ppl have done this one already, but if you have any awesome answers to these questions then feel free to do this little challenge! and tag me because I like reading these things and learning interesting things about ppl. 

Btw Next to Me came on just now, as I was finishing this. 

[ask-sutekinaoaldonza]

Hiatus explanation overdue

Hello all. Ah... So. Last time I mentioned I might need a few days off from the blog due to personal reasons. And this was true. I did need a few days, but as it turns out. I needed more than just a few days. And before you say it, i know i don’t have to explain it since it is my choice but... I need to do this for myself as well as to those who have no context as to why i am on Hiatus. It is long overdue as i had stated in the title of this post. I normally would not explain my situation unless it involves my blog and in this case; it does. I say this because I have been lacking in progression with getting asks done which is not what I wanted, believe me. I was very hyped about getting to the backstory and Ivankov ass but... Life just hit me hard and for the last few weeks, its been tough for me emotionally and mentally. There have been a selective amount of times i did reach out to a few of you for a quick talk as well as a few interactions on Discord. Through Discord i have been able to get the talks and the venting out on the most. Not all the time mind you but just for those moments i need to i would go there. On a daily basis I have been keeping in contact with a handful of people and I am absolutely greatful for them. . . . This is going to get sensitive for some of you so If you don’t want to read any further for what had happened and why i am on Hiatus; i completely understand and will put a separation bar underneath. So I will say now that for those who have been patient with me, i thank you so much. You have no idea. And I will get right on the due art and reblogs and responses as soon as I am able to.

So. On March 11, 2018. I had to go up to my family’s house to see out oldest dog. She had not been doing well and they planned on going to bring her to the vet on Sunday morning. She had not been eating her food, she was barely drinking any water, and when they would bring her outside she would want to go further out back into the woods and lay down and eat the snow. Worst of all, it all was more than likely based off of the large lump that had grown in her neck.

My mom did her best to get everyone up here but only my second oldest sister and her kids and boyfriend were able to make it along with the third oldest sister and her husband and his kid. I was the child who was with my Golden Girl from the start as a puppy so it was absolutely important for my mom to get me to showed up and stay for the night; just in case. My Girl for the most time she laid on her spot and we would come over to see her. Sometimes she would get up to go see the kids. Mostly my second oldest Sister’s daughter. (She is also the one I and her draw together.) But for the most part, she was there and watched everyone. March 12, around 4:58 in the morning. I ended up having to take the dogs outside and my Golden Girl didn’t want to go back in. It was cold and i was in my Pj’s. It took me till 5:23 to get her back inside from waiting and convincing her to come back in. No, Correction. I begged. 9:12. I woke back up and had to get ready to leave in time so My Girl can make it to her check up to see what was wrong with her. I ate and was able to get ready. The last few days before i came up to my folks place i was coming down with sickness and the weather was pretty shitty. So when i was able to go outside to pack what i brought into the car that morning the sky was clear and blue with partial clouds here and there and my sinuses were cleared up a bit so i didn’t need to use a whole lot of tissues. During the hour and a half ride back, i ended up being compelled to take pictures of the sky. . . and of my Golden Girl. She was smiling, she barely did that when i was over at the house. I still have them on my phone, even the blurry ones. My dad suggested that I should be dropped off at my house instead of coming along, I only complied since i did have to do a lot of things around the house today. So i grabbed my things. I hugged my girl, gave her a kiss and asked her to be a good girl. Sometime around 11 or 12, I had just gotten out of the shower and was trying to get my nerves to relax when I get a call from my mom. My Girl, My Golden Girl, My Harley; she had formed the last stages of cancer on her throat and had at tops 30 days left to live, and it was then my dad made the decision to put her down. Mom was crying on the phone and i was cracking too. It was until i hung up that i broke down completely. I know that maybe most of you who have a pet know what it is like to lose a companion. For those who have not known what it is like, think of it like losing a family member. I know come can’t connect animals to a emotional connection and just say that; it’s a dog. Yes. you are correct, It is a dog. But its was our dog; my dog. And if i am to be blunt, That Shit Hurts Like Hell When We Lose Them. So this entire time i have been in a state of on and off sadness and depression, going to my job, listening to music, and talking to the mun’s on Discord. I only did two venting images before i set my tablet down for a week, not able to bring myself to pick it back up. When i finally did pick it up again, all i could do was poor sketches that grew back into my normal style. For the most part it was venting. But now as of late i have been drawing what cheers me up the most which is Shipping fanart, Outfit designs, and creating Oc’s. On occasion i would get myself to rp but it comes out as bursts of text. Recently within maybe a week or two i have been getting out of my bubble and have been reaching out to other Discord Channels for interactions as well as reblogging a few posts here and there on Tumblr. But even then, i feel like emotionally i am still not ready yet to fully get myself back into the swing of things, even though i crave it so much right now.

So that is what has been going on. It’s not much but. I needed this. I’m sorry if this is not all in properly structured paragraphs or with grammar corrections galore; for at the moment i am speaking from just my perspective at my emotional state. Thanks to everyone who has followed me and Aldonza while in this state of silence. A Special thanks to @askthebluebeast @ask-the-fringeheads @the-protective-gale-deactivated @askpinktrash @ask-law-unfiltered for being my fucking rock through this entire ordeal. Even if it’s just a simple hello and to see if i’m alright, i appreciate and would give you thousands of hugs if i could. This also goes out to everyone who was to check up on me to see how i was doing on tumblr, you guys are very sweet to do that. I don’t have too much else to say other than... well. Thank you and i hope to come back soon. I have way too much of Aldonza’s love to share to not stay away, trust me. I will be back, i just need more time. Lots of love from me to you, Roscoe the Mun.

[brokenbones-tellstories]

I’m bored.

1. What have you eaten today?

Brown sugar cinnamon pop tarts, a fruit roll up, Fritos, shrimp fettuccine Alfredo, a lavender latte , stuffed bell peppers, chocolate milk, water.

2. Who was your last kiss with? Was it pleasant?

Andrew. I guess. I honestly don’t prefer kisses.

3. What color shoes did you last wear?

Maroon and white!

4. Who has made you laugh the hardest in the last week? Twin. We were crying in the car after Peter Pan because we were laughing so hard.

5. What is your favorite scent? It’s between the flannel candle or the original scent candle from White Barn. I also really like Irish springs soap. It smells like my dad ☺️

6. What is your favorite season? Why?

Maybe winter will be more my season... 

7. Can you do a handstand or cartwheel?

I can do both!

8. What color are your nails?

I’m not allowed to paint them anymore because I live that Barista life.

9. If you had to get a tattoo on your face to save your life, what would it be? A freckle.

10. What is something you find romantic?

Oh, there’s so many things. I can’t even begin to describe… little things. Small moments. Surprising me with things you know I’ll fall in love with or have wanted for a very long time but don’t often speak of.

11. Are you happy? Happiness is fleeting.

12. Is there anything in particular making you happy or sad? I’m incredibly happy and very loved and a very busy woman. But, I’m also super tired and worn out and something has to give soon...

13. Dogs or Cats? I adore both, but I want a puppy.

15. Which do you prefer: a museum, a night club, the forest or a library? Depends on my mood. I have no desire to go to a club.

15. What is your style?

Slightly disheveled, can’t remember the last time I washed my jeans. Hair is in a pony tail 98% of the time. Makeup is a rare treat as I don’t have much time for it, always covered in mocha or frappuccino roast andI always smell faintly of espresso. But! Should I be blessed with a day off, my makeup is gorgeous and I’m usually always in a pair of skinny jeans with the ankles rolled up, wearing some form of sweater or jean jacket, or button down shirt, and I’m either wearing boots, converse, or adidas tennis shoes. My hair is shoulder length and mostly straight. Sometimes wavy. Just depends. I like dressing in layers. Lots of layers.

16. If you could be doing anything you like right now, what would it be? I’m doing exactly what I wanna be. I’m in bed and I’m warm.

17. Are you in a relationship or single? Engaged 🤷🏻‍♀️

18. What makes you attracted to the person you like right now? So very many things.

19. If you could replace your partner/best friend with a celebrity of your choice, would you? Who with? He looks SO MUCH LIKE HOOK FROM ONCE UPON A TIME.

20. Are you holding on to something you need to let go of? If so then what? Hahahaha hahah haha ha

21. How did you celebrate last Halloween? I came Home from work around 7:00 pm and layers in my bed and cried because I would only sleep in my room for another 5 nights before I said goodbye to that house forever.

22. Have you recently made any big decisions?

I’m buying a new car soon.

23. Were you ever in a school play?

Quite a few!

24. What movie would you use to describe your life? The Perks of Being a Wallflower is the closet thing I can think of

25. Is there something you have dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it? Yeah meeting a friend. We’ve tried and something always goes wrong.

26. Complete this sentence, “I wish I had someone with whom I could share…” I have everyone I wish I could share anything with.

27. What are two things that irritate you about the same sex? Women are paranoid and overdramatic.

28. What are two things that irritate you about the opposite sex? I’ve found with most that they don’t know when to stop or take no for an answer.

29. What is the best thing that has happened to you this week? I got to do my homework outside in the pretty weather.

30. What is something that makes you sad when you think about it? There’s a whole list of things. Right now I’m coping with a lot that I can’t actually talk about here.

31. How long was your longest relationship?

It’s still going. 2 (unbroken/straight) years

32. Have you ever been in love? I still am.

33. Are you currently in love? Yes.

34. Why did your last relationship end? Incompatibility. Trust issues. Anger issues. Emotional abuse. Physical abuse. Lack of respect. Habits I couldn’t live with. Etc.

35. What jewelry are you wearing right now, and where did you get it? Uh well. An engagement ring. A Lokai bracelet. A bracelet that says “Tetelestai” (it is finished), flower crystal earrings, a cartilage earring, and a gold necklace that says “dance in the rain” from my mom.

36. When was the last time you cried and why? I cried yesterday out of hurt, and guilt.

37. Name someone pretty. Twin.

38. What did you receive last Valentines Day? Chicken nuggets and chocolate.

39. Do you get jealous easily? Usually, no.

40. Have you ever been cheated on? I don’t think I have. I hope to God I’m not wrong.

41. Do you trust your partner/best friend? With my life.

42. Ever had detention? Once or twice.

43. Would you rather live in the countryside or the city? City.

44. What do people call you?  Sierrah, Dr. Watson, Twin, Scooter, Dear, Watson, Sarah, Savannah, Sissy, Daughter, Girl Child, Fresca, Sierra Mist, Sierra Nevada… you name it. I will respond to just about anything.

45. What was the last book you read? Everybody Always

46. How big of a nerd/dork are you? As far as books and Harry Potter goes….I’m a pretty big nerd.

47. What kind of music do you listen to? I have a very eclectic taste. So long as it’s not the rap crap that’s on the radio today and screamo/death metal.

48. How tall are you? 5′ 4″

49. Do you like kids? Absolutely adore them

50. Favorite fruits? Watermelon, cantaloupe, Kiwi, grapes

51. Do you wear jeans or sweats more? Jeans

52. What’s your earliest memory? I don’t know if it’s technically my earliest, but I remember laying in one of those pack and play cribs in the foyer/hall  of my granny Watson’s house when I was very small. I distinctly remember the hollow hum of the air conditioning coming through the vents of the house….

53. Ever had a poem or song written about you or to you? quite a few… “Begin Again”

54. Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? Both

55. Do you have a collection of anything?  Books! I also have started collecting the Harry Potter Funko Pop characters (they’re adorable) and I have quite a few miniature figurines of grand pianos.

56. Do you save money or spend it? I save money and blow it all on traveling.

57. What would your dream house be like? I know for a fact I want dark hardwood floors and windows everywhere. I love light. Aside from that, there’s so many possibilities and so many different ways I want to decorate. It just depends on the space.

58. What top 5 things make you the angriest? People who lie, people who question my intentions and integrity, people who treat those of us in retail like we’re the scum of the earth, people who don’t know when to stop, and people with narcissistic attitudes or superiority complexes. Oh and people who don’t stand up for themselves.

59. What top 5 things always brings a smile to your face? Puppies, traveling, music, a good cup of coffee, my best friends,

60. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do? Save the dog, I have so much experience I can just go work at another coffee shop.

61. 72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid? It all depends on where I’m at in life. I imagine at 72 I’d have done mostly everything, if not all of the things I currently want to do before I die. I also like to think that I’d tell someone, but I may not for a little while. I’m not afraid of dying, I’m just afraid of what comes after.

62. Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart. The organ that’s keeping me alive.

63. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? There’s a place in Sweden I REALLY want to visit.

64. Do you like the beach? Yes

65. Ever sleep on the couch or a bed with someone special? Many times.

66. Do you have a middle name? If so what is it! Marie.

67. Do you talk to yourself? All the time. Alllllll the time.

68. Describe your hair. Medium length, super soft, a deep copper red color with light copper/blonde highlights (It’s a faded version of the dark red with bright red highlights I had a few months ago) it’s also really straight, a few layers to frame my face, bangs that fall just below my eyebrows…

69. What is the meaning of life. If we all knew the meaning of life it would take the wonder out of living. As much as I’d like to know what it’s all for, I think that half the fun is in not knowing. Ask me this again when I’m 80 or something.

70. What is your ideal partner like? My best friend.

71. Do you want to get married? Yes

72. Do you want to have kids? I want two. Boy and a girl. Anastasia and Alexander 💙

73. Like or dislike your family? Depends on which part of the family. I like some, hate some, tolerate others…

74. Are you Chunky or Slim? I’m pretty tiny.

75. Would you consider yourself smart?  Yes.

76. What would you change about your life? Not a damn thing.

77. Religious or Not? I hate religion, but I am a follower of Jesus

78. You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? Most likely Twin.

79. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Nope

80. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you? quite a few people. I am very loved.

81. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now? Honestly we’d probably both be asleep.

82. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in? I mean. It’s his house.

83. Do you like when people play with your hair?  Yesssss. It’s one of the best things.

84. Do you like bubble baths? I take one nearly every day.

85. Have you ever been pulled over by a cop? just once.

86. Have you ever danced in the rain? multiple times

87. Do you trust anyone with your life? Just a couple of people

88. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning? READ THAT BOOK.

89. If money wasn’t an issue, what top 10 places would you travel to? (You get to stay at each place for a week)  1. Australia 2. Ireland 3. Sweden. 4. Germany 5. Seattle, Washington 6. California 7. Japan 8. Alaska to see the northern lights 9. Somewhere that I could see the entire milky way galaxy at night 10. the Sierra Nevada Mountains.

90. How was your day today? It was good!

91. Play an instrument? I can play a little piano.

92. Describe the what you think of the ocean. I think it’s beautiful. It brings peace. Helps me reset.

93. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? I definitely believe in ghosts. I’m undecided about aliens

94. Honestly, are things how you wanted them to be?  No, but that’s how life goes.

95. Do you have a mean bitchy scary side? Who doesn’t?

96. When are you vulnerable? In many different situations. I think I allow myself to be most vulnerable and unguarded around twin and my mom than anyone.

97. How much free time do you have? Right now, more than I could ask for. Next week….none.

98. Do you like to go hiking? I do it quite a lot in the warmer months of the year.

99. Odd or Even Numbers? they’re all numbers to me.

100. Would you ever go sky diving, bungee jumping , cliff diving, wing suit gliding, parasailing, snorkeling, or other extreme activities? I would do every single one of those and more.

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Hey Milo! You Five! And other stuff...

So we’re weeks out from baby #3 being born… I’ve hardly written a single update about this pregnancy because oddly enough it’s really, really hard to find time to write absurdly long posts when you’ve got two little boys and a pregnant wife.

Oh who am I kidding, I’m just really lazy. But having kids is such a good excuse to not do things that I can’t help but use it every chance I get. Now if only I had a decent excuse to get a minute alone from the boys I’d be in business! I kid… but let’s not pretend that it isn’t the worst thing in the world to wake up to a toddler screaming at you to play legos upstairs. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE playing with Legos and I love playing with my kids, but I love not moving in the morning more. We’ve got a rule in the house: Mommy and Daddy don’t play until after they’ve had their coffee in the morning. Needless to say I sip mine VERY slowly.

Rachael and I are not morning people. Milo and Noli inherited that trait from us, but unfortunately they also inherited my stubbornness - so they just refuse to sleep in. Yeah, I know all kids wake up early and are miserable, but Noli literally wakes up growling and Milo always wakes up yelling “HEY!” like he dreamt about some goblin flicking him in the nose and then woke up too soon to flick him back. That’s what I imagine happens anyway. If they’re so mad about being awake, why not just stop being awake?? It’s not that hard, I do it all the time!

But whatever. They come out of their rooms, they fight over a lego, I pathetically and ineffectively shout at them from my recliner downstairs and then I drink my coffee and secretly daydream about drowning to death in it. Mornings with the Marianelli’s are a good old time. Even the unborn one wakes up cranky, he just awakens when Rachael is going to bed and kicks her in the ribs like a savage. Crap, I just realized I never posted his gender - well if you haven’t figured it out yet, he’s a boy. If anything I’m consistent.

We had the sonogram a week after my last post and boy oh boy the boy wasn’t shy about being a boy. Have I said boy enough yet? I know a sonogram isn’t actually a camera with a lens, but I swear, the moment they turned that device on he practically slapped it against the screen. No subtlety whatsoever.

There’s this awkward moment during a gender reveal where both parents are secretly hoping for different results (by secretly I mean me, Rachael was quite vocal about her hopes) - it’s like when you’re playing a board game with people and it’s maybe 10 rounds in and that competitiveness is starting to rear its ugly head and the laughter is becoming more and more forced with every round - and then you win for like, the 5th time in a row and you’re not quite sure what emotion to express so you just sort of downplay your own victory as dumb luck, but now everybody feels insulted that you’re pitying them… Yeah, that’s what it’s like to find out you’re having a third boy.

But for real, it’s better this way and we all know it.

I can’t tell if the sound of my voice makes the little stinker agitated or happy. He usually starts moving a lot when I talk to him (yeah I know, they can be startled by sound and it’s not technically me specifically that he’s responding to - but let me have this!), I think my proudest moment was when I placed my hand on Rachael’s belly and said “HIGH FIVE!” and he totally kicked my hand. He also likes to kick me in the head when I try listening to his heartbeat… They say you’re supposed to be able to hear the heartbeat without a stethoscope but I’m three kids in and it’s NEVER happened! I do, however, hear a lot of digestive sounds that I wish I could un-hear.

This pregnancy gives me a lot of memories of when Milo was still in the womb and he would stop Rachael dead in her tracks by roundhouse kicking her in the side. This little guy might actually be worse. There were a couple of weeks in the Autumn where we were convinced he was actually kicking Rachael in the spine. It would send shockwaves up her back and every time it happened I thought she either saw a giant spider or suffered an aneurysm. I’m not saying I wished for the latter, but I really hate spiders… Don’t judge me.

We’ve been trying to prepare Noli for the baby’s arrival. He can get pretty jealous. My brother came home one day with puppies and Noli got really sad that we were giving the puppies so much attention. It broke my heart a little. He’s a really sensitive kid - it’s a good quality, but it can be difficult. I have to discipline him almost entirely differently from how I discipline Milo because of it. To be honest I still don’t really know what I’m doing when it comes to that with him. Some days I think I’ve cracked the code, but then the next day it’s an entirely different ball game. He’s been a little grumpy lately and we haven’t really figured out why outside of “Terrible 3’s” (terrible 2′s is a myth, 3′s suck).

I used to think I knew what a tantrum was… I was so wrong. On Christmas Eve Noli threw the most epic tantrum I have ever witnessed in the history parenting. It’s mostly a blur at this point, but it started when I tried making him put on a pair of pants after his bath and it ended with a full-on UFC-style showdown where I was literally grappling him on the floor so that he wouldn’t hurt himself. I ended up tapping out because nothing was working - Rachael finally managed to defuse the entire situation by simply pulling an ice-tray out of the freezer and showing it to him. Yup. Problem solved. All the shouting, bribing, begging, grappling and crying did absolutely nothing - a boring inanimate object from a mini-fridge tamed the beast. How Rachael thought to walk past a playroom full of toys and grab an unused ice-tray will forever be a mystery to me. Since being pregnant the girl can barely remember her own name, yet she knew exactly how to deal with a situation that neither of us had experienced - motherly instinct is truly the 8th wonder of the world.

All tantrums aside, Noli cracks me up. He’s making up his own superheroes now. His latest evil creation is “Play-Doh Butt”. His superpower? He shoots pink legos out of his butt. I’ve also learned a number of other characteristics that I wish I could forget. He’s apparently blue, wears no clothes, has no hair (anywhere) and is little. He’s straight out of a nightmare. There’s another superhero he’s working on that’s less fleshed out, and I truly hope it remains that way because I don’t need nor want any other details. His name is “Tater Tutt” and, in Noli’s own words, “he shoots poo-poo out of his hands at all the happy people”... I think that makes him a villain, but I’m not sure Noli sees the lack of virtue in flinging your poop at happy people. I’m sure there’s somebody out there who would derive joy from that experience, but it’s certainly not anybody I want hanging around my 3 year old.

I can’t bring myself to discourage his progressive line of superheroes, they’re more creative than anything I came up with at that age - my greatest childhood achievement was creating a superhero who controlled fire, and I named him “Flamer”. Just failure all around. One of these days I’ll get around to asking Noli to draw a picture of Play-Doh Butt for me just to see what monstrosity he puts to paper, but until then I’m totally satisfied just watching him draw Spider-Man… with chalk… on our walls. So glad we didn’t give him markers that day. For a 3 year old he’s a really good little artist - I’d say even for somebody older than him. His Spider-Man drawings are really cute and surprisingly stylized. Between the two of them, I think he’s the most handy with a drawing utensil, and it makes sense; Milo is very book smart, Noli is very creative. It makes a lot of sense to me, Milo is a spitting image of Rachael, so naturally he’s just gravitated towards books and math. Noli got my genes, hence, Play-Doh Butt and art.

He really is the sweetest little boy on the planet though. I slipped on the bottom step the other day like a bobo and fell down, Noli immediately ran over to me and kept trying to make sure I was okay… Milo, on the other hand, just yelled at me to get a toy for him that he got stuck under the television. I’ll be remembering that when it’s time to draft up wills. Anyway, the point is, the kid just has a kind, nurturing soul. He wants everyone to be happy...

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Happy?”

“Yes.”

“Ohay!”

He still can’t say his K’s.

What else… Oh, yeah, Milo turned 5! My baby is growing up and I’m both happy and miserably depressed over it. I feel like I’ve said this for other birthday posts, but it’s how I feel every time. I don’t sing Happy Birthday to the boys, I sing “Cats in the Cradle” and my tears put their candles out. Nobody likes growing up in our house.

I think he had a good day. This was the first birthday that he actually seemed aware of leading up to it. He was so excited he woke up at 5:30 in the morning and for the first time ever WASN’T cranky! I wanted to stick my head in a stove, but at least he was happy to be up before the sun. We had a Mario-themed birthday for him - correction, a LUIGI themed birthday for him; He prefers Luigi to Mario. He’s been playing a lot of Mario Run on his iPad… Probably too much, but mommy and daddy are literally the worst parents in the world when we’re feeling defeated so we throw iPads at the boys for distraction while we recharge our broken will. He’s actually really good at that game, he beat it before I did - and I’m awesome. I’m terrified to introduce him to the original Mario games, he hates losing, and that’s basically all you do with the old ones. You lose until you throw a controller at the wall, then you play DOOM for an hour to vent. We’re not there yet with the boys.

One of the reasons I was so excited for him to turn 5 was STAR WARS. It’s a movie I’ve always looked forward to watching with my kids, but wanted to wait until they were old enough to actually get what they’re watching and hopefully not get too scared. We have a media room upstairs that is 100% off limits to the kids, but I told Milo for his 5th birthday we’d get milkshakes and watch a big boy movie in the media room… He was a little bored by it, but he was happy to just be in our home’s ‘Forbidden Kingdom’ with junk food and some one on one time with Dad. I really loved it. When you have more than one kid, it’ hard to just enjoy them for their own uniqueness. They morph together into this wild entity that lives to argue with itself and bring chaos and exhaustion to your once stable, quiet household.

Milo is a brilliant boy. Every day he makes it a point to remind me how much of a genius he is. Whether it’s his ability to perform division in his head or how he reads at a 1st grade level (even more so I think) or the fact that he can build a set of Lincoln Logs exactly as they are on the box when I can barely make any sense of the vague directions they come with. He’s a sponge for knowledge. He also had a piano recital on his birthday and he nailed it. It probably doesn’t sound like much to an adult musician, but for a 5-year-old to play piano and without looking at the sheet music, know when he’s made a mistake and correct it by ear is wildly impressive. Like I said - brilliant.

Milo - I know I’m a month late writing this, but I’m just so amazingly proud of what a big boy you are. I love your face, I love your voice, I love your personality and your sense of humor, I just love everything about you. I can never find the right words to express it, but I’m just so filled with joy watching you grow up. You were the very answer to a prayer I had prayed almost every night since I was little - to be a Dad, to have a family of my own. Now I get to pray every night and thank God for a family I know I’ll never truly be worthy of. So yeah, just in case you ever doubted what you mean to me.

Happy Birthday, baby boy. I love you.

Anyway, this is turning into one of those super long posts that Rachael yells at me for writing, so I guess I’ll wrap it up… My next post will inevitably be another 2-part ‘Birth of Baby’ story (and hopefully my last), so be on the look-out! Or don’t. I don’t even know who’s reading this besides my wife, and she doesn’t much care for the amount of detail I go into regarding the births so I imagine I’ll just be reading the next post to myself. Good lord it’s late.

Auf Weidersehen, goodnight (why yes, I did have to Google that), ~ M.