#my girlfriend is... so pwetty

[gracie-eilish]

the prettiest girl in the whole wide world🥹

this was requested, thank you for the request babydoll☺️

an: this is for all the besties who are letting billies hair grow on them! while i can’t not drool over billie for long, i did in fact cut my own hair recently so that when i blow dried it, it resembled hers specifically🫣 (like i pulled up the oscar’s photo at my appt. and everything😭😂) so i too will mourn the long hair, but likeeeeeee 🤭🤭🤭 billie’s too pwetty for me to mourn for too long!

alsooooo, i’ve been yappppppping about it all weekend on here but in all seriousness, i feel like she’s just really stepping into herself and getting more comfy with that, and if her hair is helping with that, then im the happiest girl in the world for her:) as a fellow 22/23 year old figuring herself out, i feel for her🥹

warnings: reader being a bittttt dramatic, sad billie for like two seconds, allusion to smut🫣, this story is not meant to be hating on her hair‼️ it’s just meant to be silly so pls don’t take it too seriously! not a warning but claudia’s in here! i don’t see enough of her in fics, so future mrs. finneas is here today!

It had been a long night of fun and incredible performances and you and Claudia were buzzing with anticipation waiting for your lovers to come out. Being the true rockstar girlfriends you were, the two of you had been sitting together towards the back in a little VIP section with the other performers families and friends.

“They’re gonna be playing on the same stage as him,” I stated in shock as Sting continued to perform. Claudia laughed at my starstruckness in agreement. Claudia being the vet rockstar girlfriend she is was used to the frequent celebs and living legends, while you on the other hand were still a little starry eyed.

Regardless, the two of you had been having a fun evening. But as their performance drew closer, you both looked nervous. You knew why you were nervous, but why was Claudia?

As Sting himself introduced your girlfriend and her brother, the crowd erupted in cheers, making you giggle in pride as everyone loved on them.

You looked over at Claudia and smiled before turning your attention back to the stage as Billie started to speak. But something caught your eye.

“Claud what’s going on with her bangs?” You asked with a small giggle, figuring it was from your girlfriend was scootering around backstage instead of running a brush through her long hair like you usually would before her tour shows.

Claudia continued singing along, having not heard you, or so you thought. Claudia pretended not to hear because she was one of the first to see Billie earlier today after she cut her hair. She knew I would love it, I was just a little startled at sudden changes no matter how small. And I was in love with her long dark hair, and everyone knew it. I always hand a hand running though it, and I was always the one braiding it before her shows.

As Billie continued to bless the crowd with her vocals on Wildflower, I was distracted for a second by the echoing backing vocals coming from the crowd, making me a bit emotional. But my attention went right back to her hair when I looked back at Billie.

“Claudia… did she cut her hair?!” You bumped her hip and looked at her with wide eyes. She turned to face you and nodded with an ambiguous look in her eyes. Did you love it? Did you hate it? She couldn’t tell.

“When did she do that??” You asked with a giggle, and Claudia sighed out a laugh herself. Of course your first concern was with her schedule. You knew today was a busy, fast paced day and could not imagine Billie having a second to breathe let alone get her hair done.

You looked back over at the siblings as they started their next song but now all you could see was her hair. The once pin straight, long layers, were now a textured mix of waves and shorter layers, with some more framing around her face. As Billie sang her heart out, your mind was conflicted.

You loved the long shiny hair… but this new look… was also kinda hot.

Claudia looked back over at you and saw that thinking look in your eye. She threw an arm around your shoulder and shook it a bit before leaning down to giggle and say,

“It’s just hair babes. And if it makes you feel better, I have zero clue what Finneas has been doing with his lately.” That sent you into a fit of laughter, both of you doubled down cackling. You then threw your own arm around Claudia’s waist as they started “Birds of a Feather”.

“I know, I know. I’m being a little crybaby. But I’m gonna miss the blowout!” You said with a dramatic pout.

The two of you danced around, pointing at Billie and Finneas as you sang along to the infamous song, before you were being escorted backstage by your security.

Your heart was pounding. How were you going to react up close? I mean god she’s so pretty, but what about the new style? You love her always and as her girlfriend love everything she does, so this was a new feeling for you. A normal one, but new.

The two of you flopped down on some couches in her dressing room waiting for the pair to head backstage. The clock on the wall seemed to scream at you with every tick. Your leg bounced and you stomach started to hurt. Why did you feel like this??

The feeling immediately passed the second the door opened, and your pretty girl walked through with a sheepish smile on her face.

“Babyyyyy!!!!” She cried out, walking straight to you with open arms. You giggled as she smothered you in a bear hug while pressing kisses all over your face.

“Hi my love!” You said quietly, leaning back to get a good look at her.

“So.. I cut my hair today.” She said in her infamous little voice, making your nerves dissipate immediately. You sighed with a warm smile at her. Yeah, you couldn’t stay conflicted for long.

“I noticed my love,” You threaded your fingers through the layers, your smile only growing.

“You’re thinking about me at the oscar’s last year aren’t you,” Billie said with a sad smile.

“Maybe! It looked so pretty that night, can you blame me?” You giggled, but your giggles softened when Billie’s giggles didn’t match yours.

“Hey,” you said, sitting her down on the couch, Claudia and Finneas had already went back to his dressing room leaving you alone.

“How did I react when I came home from school one semester to you with blonde hair?” You asked softly.

“You said you missed my green highlighter-ness,” she said with a chuckle. Remembering how silly I was acting. “But then you told me I looked like sleeping beauty,” she said with a blush.

“And how did I react when you chopped it all off?”

“You kinda giggled in shock and pretended to be mad, but you fell asleep with your whole hand stuck in my hair, scratching my scalp.” Her smile was growing now.

“And when you took away my beloved red roots?” You said with a theatrical groan, officially getting Billie’s smile back.

“You moped around for like days about that babe,” She said with a chuckle.

“I did not!!” You softly hit her shoulder, giggling at her very true statement, knowing how much you loved the red.

As her laughter died down, you pushed her bangs out of her eyes and held her cheeks before kissing her nose.

“And what do I always tell you after all that?”

Billie flushed furiously, something only you could do and took great pride in.

“Mmmm I don’t think I remember what you told me…” She said in her little voice, looking around goofily. “I think you need to remind me.”

“Well, I have always told you, and will continue to tell you, no matter what your hair looks like, you my love *cheek kiss* are officially *other cheek kiss* the prettiest *forehead kiss* most beautiful *nose kiss* more perfect *corner of her lips* girl in the whole wide world.”

Billie’s cheeks hurt from the combined flush and from how hard she was smiling.

“So…. you like it?” She said sheepishly.

“Ok duh, you look so fucking hot. You could wear a potato sack and I’d still be on my knees.” Billie cackles at your statement, pulling you onto her lap to hug you.

“Thank you lovey. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was doing this. The opportunity was there and I’ve been wanting to try something new with my hair lately, so I went for it.”

“Baby, you don’t ever have to apologize for something like this. If it makes you happy, and makes you feel good… and it makes you look this fucking hot, I’m all for it sexy girl.” Billie smiled before leaning in to kiss you properly.

Her hand rested on your waist while the other snuck down to your ass, squeezing lightly. Your hands moved from their spot on her shoulder up to her hair, threading through the layers and pulling lightly making Billie groan into the kiss.

She pulled away with a smirk, “Oh so you really like it,” she said before pressing a kiss to your jaw.

“Mmmm hmmmmm.” You nodded biting your lip, a sparkle in your eyes.

“You wanna show me how much you like it mama?” She whispered, her other hand snaking down to your ass.

You didn’t even have to speak, just one look from you going from doe eyes to ravenous and the two of you packed up and ran out of there so fast, where you inevitably spent all night showing her how much you love it.

As the two of you laid in bed later that night, Billie had her head resting on your bare chest, her hand on your tummy. She felt your fingers playing with her hair slow down and your breathing start to even out a bit, and making her smile… and then giggle at the feeling of your hand tangled up in her hair as it always was.

an: if you couldn’t tell, it’s grown on me al lot🫣🤭 she seriously could wear a potato sack and she’d still look so beautiful🤭☺️

[achromatophoric]

Hey you. It’s me. It’s also ma birthdee todee 🎉🎂

Can you write me a smexy birthday incorrect wenclair?

Pwetty pwease? Thank yew.

-blueisred

Enid shares one of her favorite smut scenes from a battered romance novel. Wednesday reacts to the writing much as one would expect.

Enid: Hey, I happen to like that line!

Wednesday: *scoffs* That line—no, the entire scene—reeks of fanciful idealization. It is trite and, quite frankly, ridiculous.

Enid: Well, I happen to think it’s hot AF! Someone being driven to the very edge of sanity by unrelenting pleasure? Then being pushed past that?

Enid: *bites lip* Goddess above, just thinking about you losing your mind, not being able to tell red from blue, not even being able to form words? RrrRrowl!

Wednesday: *arches eyebrow* Me, losing my mind?

Enid: *blushes bright* Oh! Gosh, I don’t—I mean I didn’t—

Wednesday: Hush, mi lobita. Consider me intrigued.

Enid: Wh-What?

Wednesday: Why don’t we play out the scene? You may take the opportunity to prove to me that this— *holds up book* —is more than mere droll analogies and farcical dialogue.

Enid: Um…

Wednesday: Or… you can acknowledge that this entire book contains more pulp than the paper it is printed on. *disdainful sniff*

Enid stares at her beloved book as it dangles from pinched fingers, held with the same disdain as one would a rotten banana peel. Then, with eyes hinting gold, she meets her girlfriend’s cool gaze.

Enid: You’re on.

– Some salacious hours later. –

Wednesday: *rasping shriek* R-Red is blue and b-blue is—blue is red! RED IS BLUE AND BLUE IS RED!

Enid: *cheerfully relents* Aw, that’s perf!

Wednesday: *sags in boneless relief*

Enid: Or it would be, if you weren’t still so articulate, babe.

Wednesday: Wh-What?

Enid: Aw. Did you forget? We’re not stopping till your ‘pretty little brain drips out from between your thighs’.

Wednesday:

Wednesday: *whines* B-But that line, it’s—it’s so ludicra— ludocri— ludacru—

Wednesday: *shakes head* I-I mean very stupid.

Enid: 😈

Happy birthday, Blueisredandredisblue!

[snoevergarden]

HI I LOVE HOW YOU WRITE YOUNG NANAMI

would it be okay if we get headcanons on him babysitting?

I was giggling while writing this. Nanami with kids is my Roman empire.

Babysitting with Young Nanami 🧸

Your 3 year old baby niece absolutely loved you. You two are like best friends. So you often babysat her while your sister was busy.

One sunday when you invited Nanami over to your house, he had no idea he would be welcomed by the sight of you holding a toddler.

Nanami knew you had a niece and even saw her pictures in your phone but he never saw her in person.

"Come in. My parents aren't home and her parents are busy, so it's just the three of us," you said bouncing the little girl on your hips.

Now your niece wasn't by any chance a shy kid. Nope she befriended Nanami so quickly.

Asking him what his favourite color was, which disney princess he liked (Nanami answered the princess which looked most like you because you are his favourite princess) and if he liked gummy bears or not.

Nanami answered each of her questions calmly, never getting annoyed. It really made you think he is such a sweetheart for being so patient with a child.

She loved makeovers and put little clips and bows on Nanami's hair while you baked cupcakes in the kitchen, something both Nanami and your niece loved.

Being the sweetheart he is, he allowed her.

The smell of cupcakes filled the living room. When you walked in you surely didn't expect the sight of Nanami in cupcake clips and pink bows. His head hung low and face red from embarassment. He's so awkward and cute. However hearing your laughs and giggles made it worth it for him.

Maybe it wasn't so embarassing after all?

“You look so pwetty,” your niece complimented Nanami. “T-Thank you.”

Poor Nanami sometimes gets caught off guard by the things your the little girl says.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Sweet little thing didn't know how to tell her that her aunt is his girlfriend. And when you told your niece that it's not okay to ask someone questions like that her curiosity still didn't die.

It's not a secret that Nanami is your boyfriend. Your sister knows it and your mother too (not your father maybe) but your niece didn't know it. She was so young, a baby. So you haven't brought it up.

"Well if you must know I'm his girlfriend." Your niece looked at Nanami (whose face was getting redder and redder) and looked back at you and then looked at Nanami again.

She walked over to Nanami, tugged at his arms with her tiny chubby hands and "So, are you my uncle? When are you marrying my aunt?"

Nanami choked on his apple juice. Both of your faces redder than ever while your baby niece tilted her tiny head as the clueless little baby she was.

The two of you couldn't make eye contact with each other.

The sun was painting the sky orange. The lazy afternoon coming to an end. Nanami helped you with the dishes and you made small talk.

"It's getting late, I should leave now," Nanami said looking at the clock. "Won't you stay for dinner? My parents won't be home until 8 and my sister won't mind you," you said. "Thank you, but I have things to do with Haibara tomorrow" "Then, wait here."

Your niece was painting something with crayons, Nanami couldn't make out what it was. A lot of yellow and pink. "Are you leaving? I'm going to miss you," she said. He smiled. "When we are both a little older, I will marry her"

Your niece let out a tiny gasp. "But you can't tell her that now. It's our secret for now" He let out his pinky and she wrapper her pinky fingers around his. "Pinky Promise," she whispered.

"What's going on here," you said making your way towards Nanami. "What are you two talking about?" "It's a secret," your niece grinned. "Oh so now we have secrets without me huh? Here, this is for you" You handed Nanami a cute pink bento set. "What's this?," he asked. "Your dinner, I cooked for you. Since you can't stay and eat I packed it for you. There's enough for two people if you wanna share with Haibara..or not," you grinned. "But don't give any to Gojo." He chuckled.

You were walking him outside when then your niece ran up to him. "Wait, I forgot to give you this." She held out a piece of paper to Nanami.

The lots of pink and yellow which Nanami saw earlier was actually a picture of him and his hair in pink bows, holding your hand with your niece in the middle.

"Aw did you draw this for Nanami? That is so sweet. You did a great job" Hearing her giggle made you happy. "Thank you," Nanami smiled and patter her head. She motioned for Nanami to bend down whispered something in his ear.

"I hope you two get married soon."

[This turned into a shoujo anime episode.]

[heeesxturn]

Princess Hoon Treatment

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Fem!reader! (baby sis) x enha!sunghoon!

The soft hum of cartoons played in the background, but neither you nor Sunghoon were paying attention to the screen. All your focus was on the little tornado of glitter and giggles bouncing on the carpet—your 4-year-old sister, Y/S/N.

“Sit, Hoonie! I make you bootiful!” she declared with the utmost authority, tugging Sunghoon down to the floor in front of her.

Sunghoon chuckled, already obeying. “Yes, ma’am. Make me beautiful, princess.”

You sat down beside them, resting your chin in your palm, heart full. Watching your boyfriend willingly subject himself to sparkly pink eyeshadow and lopsided pigtails was better than any movie.

Your sister clumsily brushed out his hair with her tiny toy comb. “Hoonie hairs soft,” she said, sticking her tongue out in concentration. “Like… like a fluffy doggie!”

Sunghoon laughed. “A fluffy doggie, huh? That’s the best compliment I’ve had all week.”

You reached out to boop his cheek. “You’re so good with her, baby.”

He leaned over to kiss your nose. “She’s my tiny best friend. I’d let her shave my eyebrows if she asked nicely.”

“Don’t tempt her,” you giggled, watching as she reached for a sparkly pink clip and stuck it right in the middle of his bangs.

“Ta-da!” she clapped. “Now you pwetty pwincess”

Sunghoon nodded solemnly. “I feel royal already.”

You leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek. “You look royal too, my handsome prince-slash-princess.”

She wasn’t done though. “Time for nayyo!” she announced proudly, pulling out a glitter pink nail polish that had seen better days.

“Alright, alright,” Sunghoon held out his hands, letting her messily coat his nails in layers of sparkles. You could tell he was trying hard not to laugh as she blew on them with her tiny puffing breaths.

You took out your phone and snapped a photo. “You’re gonna make everyone jealous of your glam, babe.”

Sunghoon winked at you. “Only tryna impress my two favorite girls.”

She suddenly gasped. “I do make-ups!”

Sunghoon gave you a look of mock horror, but sat still. “Do your worst, sweetie.”

Using her kid-safe makeup palette, she smeared pink eyeshadow on his lids and drew lopsided hearts of different sizes on his cheeks with lip gloss. “Pwetty, pwetty, pwetty!” she chanted.

When she was finally satisfied, she plopped down with a grin. “Done! You look like… like a Barbie ken!”

You burst out laughing as Sunghoon scooped her up and peppered her cheeks with kisses. “Thank you, makeup artist. You’ve made me a masterpiece.”

You leaned into his side, wrapping an arm around him. “You’re the best boyfriend ever, you know that?”

He kissed your forehead, then your lips. “Only because I’ve got the best girlfriend ever.”

Mia wriggled between the two of you, hugging both your legs. “Group huggie!!”

The three of you collapsed into a cuddly mess on the carpet, hearts full, nails sparkly, and cheeks hurting from smiling.

[pisstintedglasses]

Can you pwetty pwease do a Jungwon x Older Fem reader with him calling us "noona" it's the korean term younger boys use for older women 🫦🫦

Only cause you asked politely 😌

"Stress Reliever"

Y.JW x Reader

- Teaser -

WARNINGS: They aren't siblings. Unsafe sex (don't copy them). Older Female x Younger Male. MDNI.

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹

It had been a gruesome week of seemingly endless training, followed by his company giving him some extra work; coming up with En-o'clock mission ideas. For what bullshit reason? Because he's the leader. He's always expected to help out with stuff like this, always having more weight on his shoulders than the rest of his members. And he didn't mind it much.

Well. At least he used to not mind it. He totally didn't mind it when he was still new at the company and when he still wasn't dating you. But now that he's older and has a beautiful girlfriend, always waiting for him late at night to come home, his patience ran down drastically.

But here he was. At 1:12 a.m., sitting in an empty conference room whilst he glared at the piece of paper in front of him that was just as empty. How could he think of anything right now when he was burnt out? All he wanted was to be pampered by you, relaxing at your house. He sighed, deciding to just jot down random activities without much thought before handing it over to one of their staff.

Thankfully, the staff finally let him go home, making his tense shoulders slump in happiness. (And maybe drowsiness.) He texted you that he was coming home, just in case you were still awake. And to his surprise, you immediately replied.

Wonnie 👹🎀

Baby, I'm gonna go home in a few minutes.

Honeybunchsugarplum 🧚‍♀️💞

Okay sweetie, want me to run you a warm bath?

Wonnie 👹🎀

Yes please 🥺🥺

He was smiling at his phone as he typed away, feeling more than happy to be able to escape from this dreaded hell-hole he grew to love. He practically skipped through the building at the thought of seeing you again.

When he came home, he didn't see you immediately, but he heard a faint noise of water coming from the bathroom. Not wanting you to think he was an intruder, he yelled he was home befor he dropped his bag right down the floor and went straight to the bathroom.

"Wonnie?" He heard your sweet voice call from inside. "Yes, honey. Can I come in?" The sound of the water running came to a hault before you answered, "Of course, sweetie. Come on, I'll help you wash up. You must be so tired."

He came in and had already started stripping free from his clothes. This became a routine a while back when he couldn't take care of himself properly and got sick. Stepping into the shower, he shivered from the inital contact of the water on his skin but relaxed more and just let it trickle down his body.

You reached for the shampoo bottle and began to wash his hair for him, gently massaging his temple while doing so. The act earned a few satisfied hums from your lover. His hands found its way in your hips as he let you do you thing. Once you rinsed all the suds off, he finally got to look at your face.

He smiled, "I'm so lucky to have you." His voice was quiet and tired, it made your heart ache a little. It's awful that the company overworks him. You smiled back and rubbed soothing circles along his shoulders. "That's my line."

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Current word count: idk

Word count goal: 5k

[groovy-rat-man]

Quotes from when I made my younger brother watch me play punch out for the wii

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Me during glass joes intro: hey check this out, if you shake the controller you can trip him!

Me: .....God it feels like I'm jerking off the wii mote

Brother: kinda looks like it too

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My brother while I'm fighting von kaiser: wait is he... is he ticking??

Me: yeah he just does that

Brother: is there something wrong with him?

Me: i mean probably

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My brother talking about disco kid: not to sound fucked up but is he like... ya know... gay?

Me: fucking OBVIOUSLY, what kind of question even is that

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Me fighting king hippo: hey i want you to look up "Captain N: The Game Master king hippo" for me

Brother: yeah okay let me just... why is he blu-- WAIT OH GOD WHY ARE HIS NIPPLES LIKE THAT??!?!???

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Me showing off piston hondo before the fight: I think he's pwetty🥰

Brother: hmmmmmmmm no.

Me: 😢

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Me during the corner rest after getting DEMOLISHED by piston hondo: shut the fuck up doc, you're not my real dad

Brother: GASP!!

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Me fighting bear hugger: he called me a hoser, what does that even mean??

My brother reading off his phone: "the word 'hoser' was associated with the image of someone who was a bit of a goof or a clumsy, inept individual."

Me: HES KICKING MY ASS AND CALLING ME A SILLY GOOSE??????

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Me still fighting bear hugger: you think he's also the gay kind of bear?

Brother: hmm.....

Me: ya know cause like--

Brother: shut up I'm thinking

(SOMEHOW he concluded that he WASN'T but WHATEVER)

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Me about to fight great tiger: hey, do you know any hindi?

Brother: i knew a guy in middle school who spoke it

Me: so... do you know any pick up lines?

Brother: i didn't know him like that

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Me subsequently getting my ass beat by great tiger: so do you know any INSULTS in hindi?

Brother: also no

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Me fighting (losing to) don flamenco: ...and after I'm done kicking your ass I'm gonna FUCK your girlfriend

Brother: wait isn't mac like 17?

Me: oh, right

Me: ......

Me: and after I'm done kicking your ass, your girlfriends going to JAIL

Brother: WHUH???

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Me after one of don flamencos corner quotes: ¿como se dice "manwhore" en español?

Brother: IS THAT WHAT HE SAID???

Me: no no no, IM calling him that!!

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We haven't gotten to the world circut yet but I WAS able to show him aran ryans intro stuff because I NEEDED him to see it

[crispystarfishhottub]

Makeup

Doing your boyfriends makeup for a video

"Are you sure?" I ask setting up my makeup on Gaege's desk "do you really think your fans would like this?" I turn and face him as he approaches his desk "yeah babe! I think they'll love it!" He reassured me with a huge smile "alright i'll trust you on that" I say a smile making its way onto my face. "Im gonna make dad look pretty bug" I laugh picking up the cat who was watching intensely. "Gonna make him a pretty princess"

Gaege sat in his chair and started recording. He began his intro "my girlfriend (Y/n)!" I waved "hey guys!" I said cheerily. "So shes gonna make me beautiful today!" I laugh and nod "I have my work cut out for me then" Gaege fell off his chair comically putting a hand in his heart "I have been wounded!" He gasped laying on the floor in mock pain "you know im kidding love you are already beautiful"

Once he was back on his chair I began. I put my hello kitty headband on him "so pretty already" I said softly kissing his nose before turning to get my foundation "don't we need a base?" he asked as I put a few pumps on my hand and dabbed my sponge in it "thats what the foundation is" I reply smiling at him "oh god it feels so weird" he whined "don't be a baby" I giggle as I carefully beat his face.

Next was the concealer "give me your face" I say applying it carefully "you look so cute already!" I gush "are you making me a pwetty pwincess" he asked "yes baby I am" I say applying the setting powder "ok now im so excited to do your eyes. Pick a pallet" "the pink one" he pointed to my pastel pallet "oh yay I like this one amazon came in clutch" I pick the brightest pink i can "ok close your eyes"

Once his eyeshadow was done I grabbed my lashes "oh no not those" he said moving his face away "hey come here" I say grabbing his cheeks "leave them open so I can apply them" I slowly put them on as he screamed and groaned "they feel so gross" I giggle "I still need to do eyeliner" I see his eyes widen "you will be ok" I quickly give him the wings "there we go. Last is lips"

I dig around my makeup bag and pull out pink lip gloss "so you wanna do this?" I ask. He shakes his head "ok then part your lips" Gaege does as I asked and I slowly apply it keeping my eyes on his lips as I do. I feel my cheeks heat up. "And done!" I pull away and let his face go turning it to the camera "oh my god I'm BEAUTIFUL" he says smiling and pulling faces "I am GORGEOUS" I giggle and kiss his cheek "my beautiful princess" I say smiling "well guys thank you all so much for watching" I tune out his outtro and wave goodbye to the camera "wow that was actually a lot of fun" he says turning to me with his goofy smile "maybe you can do my makeup for another video" I suggest putting my makeup away "I would like that. When do you fly home?" He asks. i check my calendar "I have another week and a half" I say "im going to miss you so much" I smile sadly "long distance is hard" I feel him take my hand in his "we can do it" he gives me a small gentle kiss "I know we can"

"Right let's get this off my face" he says looking for my makeup wipes "oh no. I don't think I got any" I gasp "wait what"

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Based on that post about Charlie is magically turned into a kid. The staff are arguing and Alastor makes his usual snide comments about Vaggie, and Little Charlie kicks his shin and says "Don't be mean to the pwetty lady!"

Oh! That is absolutely precious!!! Yes! Yes! and Triple Yes!

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Vaggie: Lucifer, I'm serious! We need to figure out why Charlie is a toddler. The Princess of Hell can't go from looking like she's in her twenties to being two!

Kid Charlie: (pausing in her headbutt game with Razzle to shout) I'm fwee! (gets headbutted by Razzle and sprawls out on the floor)

Vaggie: Oh, I'm sorry, Charlie. (to Lucifer) A Three Year Old! (swipes her arms in a cutting motion) And I am NOT being labelled as a pedophile because my girlfriend turned into a literal child!

Lucifer: (recording Charlie playing with Razzle with an almost manic amount of giggles) Awwwww, do we have to??? Look how ADORABLE she is!!!

Kid Charlie: (tired of playing headbutts, climbs onto Razzle's back and rides him across the floor) Onward, Razzle!!! To da castle!!!

Razzle: Bap-Baa-Baa-BAAAAAAAP!!! (charges and sprints around the lobby, occasionally jumping and using his wings to stay airborne a little longer)

Vaggie: (heart melts and ovaries pulse before she shakes off the rose colored glasses and growls at Lucifer) Yes, Lucifer. We have to.

Lucifer: (pouting) Awwww.... Alright....

Alastor: (shadows in from nowhere) I heard Lucifer sigh in dismay. What did I miss? (sees Charlie riding Razzle's back and quriks an eyebrow) Well, this is an interesting turn of events.

Vaggie: (groans) Charlie randomly turned into a three year old. We're trying to figure out how to turn her back.

Alastor: (grin widens and turns more menacing) And who will be watching her in that time?

Lucifer: Uh, I literally raised her once already. I think I can manage watching her for a few days while we figure out what's going on.

Vaggie: No offense, Sir, but I think you should put your efforts into figuring out how to turn Charlie back. You have the most magic experience out of all of us.

Lucifer: (Morningstar Puppy Eyes and whimpers like a kicked puppy)

Vaggie: (after building an immunity due to living with Charlie for three years) No. You're working on finding a cure.

Lucifer: (huffs) Fine. (adjusts his hat sassily) You've just fallen from Awesome Future Daughter-In-Law to Moderate Future Daughter-In-Law.

Vaggie: (rolls her eyes) I'll go with you to that rubber duck expo next week if you can figure out how to turn Charlie back.

Lucifer: With the fluffy duckie jam-jams?!

Vaggie: Ugh! Yes! With the duckie pajamas! But you have to get Charlie turned back before then.

Lucifer: Deal! Ho! (does the CA-CHING arm move) I'll have this figured out by the end of the day! Best! Future! Daughter-In-Law! EVER!!! (poofs away in red and gold glitter)

Alastor: Well, now that we have that settled. I'll take young Charlie until then.

Vaggie: The fuck you are!!!

Alastor: Oh? And were you going to watch her? I happen to be wonderful with children!

Vaggie: I've managed to do just fine so far?

Kid Charlie & Razzle: (accidentally ram into the couch) Ow..../ Baaaa...

Alastor: Ah, yes. The epitome of maternal instinct... Or should I say, the poster child for contraception? Leave the nurturing to the professionals, darling, unless you're aiming for 'World's Worst Babysitter' award.

Vaggie: (growls as her eyes glow and her bow turns into horns)

Kid Charlie: (hears the jab, sees Vaggie being super pissed and the self-conscious of her capabilities swirling underneath her bravado, and growls as she runs on all fours towards Allastor; dutifully headbutting him in the shin with her horns) BAAAAAAAP!!!!

Alastor: Ouch! My shin!

Kid Charlie: (stomps Alastor's ankle for good measure)

Alastor: Gah! My fucking ankle!

Kid Charlie: (stomps her foot and points at Alastor with a surprising air of authority) Don't be mean to the pwetty lady!!! (turns to Vaggie as her horns disappear and makes grabby motions) Uppies, Ms. Pwetty Lady, pweeeease?

Vaggie: Pfft! (stops the bout of laughter bubbling in her chest and picks up Charlie, cradling her on her hip) Yeah, Alastor. Be nice to the pwetty lady. And you shouldn't be swearing in front of children. (turns to Charlie) Thank you, sweetie. (kisses Charlie's cheek in a maternal way)

Kid Charlie: Tehehehehehehe! (continues to giggle and blush while acting bashful and hiding her face)

[the-fiction-witch]

Luna

Media - House Of The Dragon AU Alternate Universe - Modern College / Uni Kids Character - Oscar Tully (Age Up) Couple - Oscar X Reader Reader - Luna Rating - 18+ Video calls/ Masturbating/ nudity/ Word Count - 2898

Oscar sat in his chair tinkering with his laptop doing some modding for his videogames late one night, the lights down low with only the warm glow of his lamp on beside his desk. Suddenly of a message pop up in the bottom corner of his screen. Oscar glanced down at the message seeing that it was from his girlfriend,

‘Luna 💜 - Hey Oscar, You busy?’

A smile creeping to his lips and quickly we began to chat with her,

‘Oscar 💙 - Hey, not to busy for you. what's up? 🖤’

‘Luna 💜 - Just feeling a little... Lonely 😔 I miss you 💕’

‘Oscar 💙 - I miss you too... wish you were here with me 💜’

‘Luna 💜 - Can we do second best?🎥’

‘Oscar 💙 - Sure! 😀 hang on one sec’

He quickly set up his camera up on the edge, so he was in view and then tapping the call button. The app rang a couple of times before it clicked though. Taking a moment to load with his WiFi before her bedroom was revealed. Her little grey walls overed in posters, fairy lights twinkling, her bed spread covered in almost as many plushies and cushions as possible, the warm glow of her salt lamp. And Luna laid in bed wearing the same short dress.

He let out a soft exhale at the sight of her, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Well, look at you." he hummed, "That's a very... cute dress."

"Awww do I look pwetty?" Luna teased,

He chuckled softly and nodded, "Very, very pretty, sweetheart." he replied, his smile soft and just a hint of desire in his gaze,

"Awww" she cooed blowing him a kiss,

Oscar smirked a little and blew her a kiss back, "You're looking extra... cuddly tonight." he said softly, his fingers idly drumming on his thigh,

"Cause I'm lonesome." She cooed laying on her stomach hugging one of her plushies,

He smiled and sighed softly, his hand slowly reaching out and tracing along the edge of his screen, wishing it was her skin under his fingertips, "Wish I was there with you. Could have those pretty legs wrapped around me right now." he said,

Luna giggled kicking her feet a little, "oh? Just my legs?"

He scoffed and shook his head, his eyes drifting up to her face, "Oh no, sweetheart, not just your legs." he replied, "I'd want all of you."

"Someone's excited tonight."

He chuckled again and nodded, a sly smile playing upon his lips, "What can I say? Can't help it when I see how good you look in that dress." he drawled,

She giggled playfully and jumped up from her bed doing a little wiggle as she held the hem of her dress, briefly pulling it up to reveal the waistband of blue panties in her hip.

A soft exhale escaped him, "Tease." he said, his voice low and a bit strained with restraint,

"What can I say? I can't help it." She teased throwing his words back at him as she dropped the hem again,

He smirked and ran a hand through his hair, "You’re gonna drive me wild, you know that?” he said, his eyes raking over her frame once more with unabashed desire,

"Your turn."

He raised an eyebrow at her with a hint of surprise. he quickly pushed himself up from his chair pushing it to the side so he could stand in the camera’s view like she was, "Oh? You want a little show?" he asked, his hands moving to the hem of his t-shirt and slowly starting to pull it up,

"woooo!" She cheered,

He chuckled and continued to slowly pull his shirt up, his torso now coming into view on the camera, his body lean with a hint of definition to his muscles from years as a swimmer, "You like what you see, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice low and filled with a mix of confidence and desire,

"very much." She cooed bitting her nail,

He tugged the shirt off and tossed it aside, his gaze still locked on the screen, watching her reaction to seeing his body, his fingers idly tracing the lines of his body, drawing her attention to the muscles of his chest, "I get the feeling you're enjoying this a lot more than you're letting on." he teased, a hint of wickedness in his voice.

"oooohhh!" She giggled,

He leaned back a bit, letting the camera get a full view of the length of his torso now, his hands running slowly over his chest and stomach. "I’m enjoying your reaction, too." he murmured, his voice lower now as he watched her watching him, his eyes darkened with growing desire,

Luna giggled excitedly, "I guess that means it's my turn again?"

he hummed and nodded, his teeth pulling at his lower lip as he continued to watch her, "I think it's only fair at this point." he drawled, his eyes drifting.

she giggled fully giving him a show of her tossing her dress over her head. Leaving the matching set of blue panties and bra. "This what you wanted Oscar?" She asked,

his breath caught in his throat for a moment as he took in the sight of her body, his eyes roaming over her curves and soft skin, his body feeling hot from the rush of desire. "Oh, sweetheart. You look incredible." he said, his voice low and breathless, as he drank in every inch of her. he slowly ran his tongue over his lips as his gaze travelled up and down her form, restraining himself from reaching for the screen, wishing desperately that he could touch her instead. "God, I wish I was there right now-" he murmured,

"I do too. So much fun." She smiled wiggling her hips a little,

he groaned softly and exhaled, his mind filled with a myriad of wicked thoughts, "You’re so goddamn hot right now." he said, his voice a bit rougher now, the need growing within him, the restraint feeling almost painful,

"what should I do now Oscar?" She asked leaning on her bed,

he took a moment to catch his breath and compose himself, the sight of her laid out like that making coherent thought somewhat difficult, "Why don't you lay back on the bed, sweetheart? Let me see you properly." he said, his hands clenching a bit tighter on the bed as he watched her, his body feeling hot with desire.

she happily laid on her side on the bed.

he inhaled a deep breath as his eyes once again took in the sight of her, his gaze slowly trailing down the line of her body, from her tussled red hair down over the soft curves of her body, feeling his own grow increasingly hotter as he drank her in "God, you look gorgeous, sweetheart." he said quietly, his voice thick with desire. "I wish I could touch you right now... run my hands over that soft skin of yours.."

"rip my clothes off." She jokingly added,

he chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, heat sparking through his body at her words, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth "Believe me, sweetheart, if I were there, I'd already have done that." he said, his voice now dripping with desire, his eyes still locked on her form

"I think it's your turn." She pleaded,

he chuckled softly and nodded, his hands moving to the waistband of his sweatpants "Yeah? You want a show, sweetheart?" he drawled, his eyes locked on her face as he started to slowly pull the sweatpants down his legs,

she giggled and cooed "oooohh such a handsome boy!"

he chuckled and kicked the sweatpants aside, his body now clad in just his boxer shorts, "You like what you see, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice low and filled with a hint of playfulness, his fingers tracing along the edge of the waistband

"so very much Oscar."

"Mmm... and what would you do with me if I were there right now, sweetheart?"

"I'd be bouncing."

he chuckled, his eyes still watching her as he drew closer to the growing bulge in his boxers "Is that so? You'd be bouncing while you're still wearing just those cute little panties?"

"I guess not..." She cooed, "I probably won't need them..." She teased squirming her hips a little,

he groaned softly "Mmm... you’re gonna be the death of me, sweetheart." he murmured, his eyes darkened with desire as he looked at her through the screen, "Do you have any idea how badly I want you right now?“

Luna giggled and stopped her hips instead of taking off her panties she sat up and unclasped the bra. Tossing it towards the camera and hiding herself with her hands.

his eyes roaming over the curves of her body that were now hidden behind her hands, his body feeling hotter as his desire for her grew stronger. "No no no sweetheart, you don’t get to tease me like that..." he drawled, his voice lowered and rough with a hint of desperation "Let me see you."

she shook her head, only using her palms to hide herself.

he groaned slightly and exhaled, his eyes raking over what little he could see of her body, his whole being consumed with the need for her, "Goddammit, you’re such a tease." he muttered,

"oh? Did you want me to move them?"

he cursed softly as her teasing pushed him closer to his breaking point, his fingers clenching at the edge of his boxers as he nodded "Very, very much so. Don’t make me beg, sweetheart."

"these? You wanna see these?" She cooed squeezing her breasts a little,

he groaned again and nodded, his eyes locked on her hands as she continued to tease and torment him with her subtle motions, "Yes, sweetheart, I want to see them. Now.” he said, his voice low and filled with an almost pleading edge

Luna giggled and leaned back putting her hands on the bed and revealing her bare breasts, "That better Oscar?"

he breathed out deeply, his eyes roving over her in an almost hungry manner, "Much... much better, sweetheart. You look incredible." he said, his voice low and somewhat shaky, his hand gripping the bulge of his boxers to stroke himself,

she giggled squirming her thighs "thank you, oooohh is my little fish all excited for play now?" She cooed,

he chuckled, his body growing more eager at her playfulness, "Your little fish is very excited right now, sweetheart. He's desperate to play with you." he drawled, his voice low and raw, his hand slowly sliding further under the hem of his shorts taking a grip of himself, 

she bit her lip watching him "Awww touchy time."

he groaned softly "Oh, I’m gonna touch, sweetheart." he drawled, his eyes locked on her, his body tensed with need as he continued to tease himself,

"but I don't get to watch?" She pouts

he chuckled and shook his head, his breathing becoming a little more laboured as his hand continued to move under the fabric of his shorts "Oh, you’ll get to watch, sweet one, don’t you worry. But first, I think I deserve a bit of a show, don’t you think?“ he said,

Luna giggled so she shimmied her hips and tossed her panties towards the camera "Better for you Oscar? What does little fish think?" She asked widening her thighs,

he groaned deeply, his eyes fixed on her now, the sight of her opening her thighs fully naked for him driving him wild with desire, "Oh, little fish thinks you look incredible. I want to touch you so badly, sweetheart, I wanna feel you with my hands, my mouth, every inch of you..."

Luna giggled "awww does little fish wanna go somewhere nice and wet to swim?" she cooed,

"Oh, little fish wants to swim in a nice, soft, and very, very wet place right now. Can you guess where that might be?"

"here." She pleaded moving her hand to rub her clit,

he groaned and his eyes darkened even further as he watched her touch herself, his body feeling even more heated and tense "Mmm... that’s right, sweetheart. I want to be there so badly right now."

Luna giggled "Can I see Oscar pretty please, I've missed my little fish so bad can't I see him?"

he groaned again, his body aching with need, and her words only fueling his desire even more "Yeah, yeah you can, sweetheart. You can see it.” he exhaled and slowly pulled his shorts down, freeing himself of the constricting fabric, and letting his eyes stay on hers as he did so, watching her reaction as he finally revealed his hardness,

"oooooh!" She cooed excitedly moving faster

he groaned deeply, his body feeling even hotter as she moved faster and cooed at the sight of him "Mmm... that’s it sweetheart… make yourself feel good for me…” he drawled,

"I miss you so much... It's not the same without you"

he groaned again, his heart clenching slightly at the words, a mixture of desire and longing as he began to move his hand in time with hers, "Oh, sweetheart, I miss you, too..." he whispered, his voice gruff and full of emotion, his eyes still fixed on her "I miss being with you, touching you, feeling you… I need you so badly, sweetheart."

"can I... Pretty please." She begged stroking her top drawer beside her bed

he groaned and nodded, his body aching with need "Yes, sweetheart. You can…"

she happily opened the draw and pulled out the toy they made one sneaky visit. A little toy for her modeled after his ‘little fish’ which she loved so dearly. She kissed it a couple times before moving it down and slowly pushing it inside,

"Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how much I wish that was me instead of that toy..." he drawled, his voice low and rough, making sure to keep his hand at the same pace,

"I know... But it's the next best thing atleast it feels like y-" she was cut off by her moan

he groaned deeply, the sound of her moan making his body feel as if it was on fire, his hands clenched tightly, desperately trying to hold himself back "Gods, sweetheart, the way you sound…"

"can I... Can I?" She begged him,

he groaned again and nodded, his body aching for her, his restraint reaching its limit, "Yeah, sweetheart... you can finish. I want to hear you…"

she moved faster and harder, she squealed arching her back and soaking her bed as she moaned his name,

he watched her intently as she arched and moaned his name, a low, guttural growl escaping from his lips as her sounds of pleasure filled the air "Oh, gods… I’m so jealous of that toy right now… I wish I was there, sweetheart…" he muttered, his body tense with a mixture of desire and frustration, his hand clenching and unclenching as he longed to touch her, to be the one to make her feel that way he took a deep breath, trying to control his own body, the sight of her, the sounds she made, only serving to make his desire for her grow stronger "Sweetheart… gods, you have no idea how badly I want to touch you… please…" he whispered, his voice low and pleading, his body aching to feel her skin under his fingertips, to taste her, to feel her underneath him. Oscar groaned as he felt the waves of his own pleasure start to wash over him, his body no longer able to hold back "Oh, gods… I’m not going to be able to hold back any longer, sweetheart… I’m going to…"

he murmured, his voice rough and filled with need, his body tensing as the pleasure built

"you know what I wanna hear." She gasped begging getting faster and closer herself,

he groaned deeply, the sound of her gasp only adding to the overwhelming need coursing through him "Oh… oh gods, sweetheart... I’m so close... I’m so close… you’re gonna make me... I’m gonna...." he panted, his body on the brink, his voice hoarse with tension and desire "Oh... Oh, gods... I’m... I’m..." he repeated between rough breaths, his body tensing even more, his eyes locked on her as he felt the waves of pleasure approaching,

Luna squealed, “Oscar!” Hitting her own orgasm arching her back off her bed and squirting down the sheets, the toy falling out of her where she was so tight and tense,

Oscar bit his lip unable to take this eyes off her, the waves of pleasure suddenly crashing over him as he arched his body, a low, guttural moan escaping his lips, her name leaving his lips like a prayer, "Luna... OH, GODS, LUNA..." he panted trying to catch his breath, as his own hit him his mind to foggy to even think about anything, his body still tingling with pleasure and the aftershocks of his release. He opened his eyes and looked back at her, a mix of desire and satisfaction in his gaze, his heart racing as he tried to calm himself down. "Sweetheart... you’re going to be the death of me, you know that?"

Luna giggled and nodded "I know, but I love you too much to stop." She blew him a kiss

he chuckled and shook his head, his heart swelling with love at her words and the sight of her blowing him a kiss. "I love you too, sweetheart. More than words can say. And if I have to die from the pleasure, what a wonderful way to go it’d be." he said, his voice filled with tenderness and affection.

Just at that exact second, of course! His bedroom door opened!

[unknownunseenunheard]

Thinking about how so many problems in Star Wars legends were born from Luke being horny

That whole mess with Callista. No I won't go into it, its its own catastrophe

Luke: There's an Imperial Spy in my Jedi Academy

Leia: So, you got rid of them, right?

Luke:

Leia:

Leia: So you got rid of them, right?

Luke: Look, I really wanna stick my dick in Brakiss, so I'm gonna try and convert him

Leia: Luke!

Luke: So, it turns out my ex girlfriend was actually a Sith Assassin all along sent to destabilize my position in the Rebellion. Anyways, she survived me shooting her down on instinct and is back

Han: So, where is she now?

Luke: Oh, I'm pretty sure she's mommy domming your son to the dark side but also I really like holding hands with her and gazing into her beautiful eyes 🥺

Han:

Han: Okay, fucked up mess with my kid aside, *you're married*

Luke: Pwetty Cyborg Milf

The only one was Luke taking one look at a Sith Assassin (yes, another one) engineered to kill him and going 'Yeah, I want her to peg me' (Mara rights)

Bonus points to Abeloth for capitalizing on Luke's whore weakness by possessing his ex girlfriends to use against him

[nightghoul381]

Pwetty pwease with raspberries on top but may i have a soft fluffy evie pick me up fic? ;uuuu; where he's just being sweet and soft and comforting and his naturally lovely self

love uuuuuuuu

Didn't even need to throw in the raspberries but I love them so I will accept ^u^ I hope this Evie fic is just what you need!!! Love you tooo!!!

Yves Kloss (POV) x Reader Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff WC: 1.6k

“You’ve been crying.”

My voice seems to startle you from your thoughts. You were sat on the corner of my bed seemingly awaiting my return, yet the sorrowful look on your face told me it wasn’t simply a matter of you waiting for me.

When you registered that I was standing there, you wipe at your eyes and plaster a forced smile on your face.

“Oh, Yves! It’s nothing! I’m glad you’re back, I missed you,” you say, trying to sound normal despite the obvious lump in your throat.

I walk up to you with my eyebrows knitted in frustration. Why must you insist on lying to me about how you’re feeling. I can clearly see you’ve been crying and yet you still try to play it off as though your feeling are irrelevant.

“It’s not nothing. If something made you cry it needs to be dealt with, and so help me if Clavis was involved—” my words are cut off at the sound of a muted giggle.

There, that’s the sound I want to hear. The music that fills my heart with such joy. I sit beside you on the bed, wrapping an arm over your shoulder and pulling you in close. I hug you tightly to my body and you instantly melt into my embrace. I can’t stop myself, I press a gentle kiss to your hair, then to your forehead.

“Yves, really. I’m okay. You don’t need to worry about me… it’s not worth your time.” Although you’ve whispered the last bit, my impeccable hearing has most certainly picked up on it and the blazing need to show you just how important you are to me.

“And just what exactly would be more worth my time than wanting my beloved girlfriend to be happy and loved?! I can’t possibly think of anything that would take precedence over that!” I state matter-of-factly.

You cast your eyes down and stare at your hands that are twisting fretfully in your lap.

“I’m sorry… I really don’t think you should be bothering to deal with someone so broken. I’m not… good enough for you. Just look at me. I’m so…inadequate… you deserve to be with someone who’s pretty and sweet. The opposite of me.”

The protective rage that fills me leaves me staring wide eyed, mouth agape, as I try to understand where such thoughts would come from. How could you ever come to such a conclusion about yourself and your worth?

I slip my hands over your cheeks and guide your head to face me.

You look so miserable, and the slight look of surprise that flickers in your eyes tells me that the intensity of my own gaze must be more than I thought.

“Do you know why I’m with you? Why I’m so head-over-heels in love with you?” I ask, searching your eyes for some sort of shy acknowledgement that tells me that you do know why. But you refuse to meet my stare, your head straining against my palms as you try to turn your face away.

“No! I really, truly don’t understand why you would claim such things. You are so gorgeous. You are talented. You are everything that anyone could ever wish for in a partner, so why would you waste your time with me?” You sob, tearing your face away and moving across the room.

My heart shatters. I must not be doing a very good job with demonstrating my love for you to doubt it so strongly. I need to tell you, I need to show you, I need you to know.

“Will you look at me? Please? It’s important. I need you to look me in the eyes and listen to me.”

When you don’t move, I leap to my feet, the small bells on my belt creating an almost embarrassing little tinkling sound as I stalk over to you. Perhaps I should stop wearing them, you might take me and my opinions seriously then…

Shooing away such unnecessary thoughts, I reach my hands out, placing them on the wall on either side of your frame. I lean my head down, pressing my forehead against the back of your head and letting out a strangled breath.

“Please turn around. I want to see you,” I plead. I’m trying to keep my voice calm and steady, but seeing you hurting like this is like a knife in the heart, twisting painfully with each moment I’m not able to see you smile.

I hear you let out a shuddering sigh, and you turn your face, eyes glassy with tears, looking at me over your shoulder. Just as soon as our eyes meet, you turn your face back toward the wall.

“There, you saw me,” you whisper, hugging your arms around your body, shrinking into yourself.

“I need to you look me in the eye. This is the most important thing that I have ever had to say. I need your focus to be on me and me alone. Please turn around, and let me tell you how I feel about you.”

Eventually you turn yourself around, your body facing mine and I take the opportunity to grab your face and pull you into a deep kiss. I can feel your tears along my thumbs and your lips quiver as you hold back a sob. But words can’t possibly express what I need to show you right now.

I put all of my love, all of my adoration and affection, into this kiss. Please understand, I think to myself. I need you to see that you are the most important person in my life. You are the reason I breathe. Just seeing your smile and hearing your laugh is enough to rewrite the worst days I’ve experienced.

I pull back from the kiss, staring down into your eyes with reignited passion.

“I love you. I always will. You are the light in my life, the only one who truly sees the real me. You make me so unbelievably happy, even just thinking about you brings a smile to my face. It helps me get through my day knowing that when I’m finished, I get to come back and see you, and hold you, and talk to you. Hearing your voice is all it takes to make my heart sing. Your touch is enough to melt away all of my stress. If I want to laugh or vent or cry, I know I want it to be you.”

I let my arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you tightly against my chest, my heart skipping a beat when you put your arms around my back.

“I need you to know that you are my one and only. I love you for everything that you are. You mean the world to me and I would give anything to make you smile. I love your personality; you are the most selfless, caring, devoted person I’ve ever met.”

Your hold on me tightens and I can feel your shoulders jumping as you begin to cry against my chest, finally letting your emotions spill out freely.

“I will do my best to show you just how wonderful and special you are, each and every day. You are my moon, my sun, and my stars. I want to be the same for you. I want to bring you more happiness than you ever dreamed possible. I want to be your safe place; somewhere you can go to feel calm and at peace. You are literally the piece of my heart that I’d been missing. Having you in my life makes me feel complete, whole.”

“I am so completely and utterly enamored with you. I know it seems hard to believe, trust me I still feel far less than enough for you myself, but I will put everything I have into showing you that you are perfect for me. To show you how desperately and madly in love with you I am.”

The gentle rise and fall of your back shows me that you’ve calmed down. I press a kiss to the top of your head before loosening my hands and nudging you back just a bit.

“Will you trust me now? Will you believe me when I tell you that I want you, and only you?” I ask, smoothing your hair with gentle strokes.

You nod your head slowly, eyes still glassy but the defeat I had seen in your expression earlier has all but vanished. I offer a sincere smile, my heart near bursting when I see the corner of your lips quirk up.

“Thank you, Yves,” you whisper. The gentle expression that paints itself over your face has my chest tighten. You look so heart wrenchingly innocent and beautiful. I know that I am the only one you trust enough to show this vulnerability to and I’d be lying if I didn’t take some pride in that.

My face is starting to feel warm as you continue to hold my gaze.

I let out a nervous cough, and pry my eyes away from you, letting them dance around the room. The soft giggle I hear is the most soothing balm I could ever imagine. Any pain in my heart, any crack in my thoughts, is eased and healed with just that beautiful sound.

I let my feelings move me and pull you back against my chest.

“I love you, so much. I can’t imagine ever loving anyone more, and yet each day you prove me wrong. You keep finding ways to make me fall even more in love with you. I don’t even know what to do with all this love I feel for you.”

Your lips press against my shoulder and I almost miss the soft response. But I didn’t… and my face gets incredibly hot at your words.

“I have some ideas…”

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[happylittlehornythots]

*tumblin in* hii!! Can Pixie request a Katsuki fic pwetty pwease. Christmas theme for my mushy heart that i dont like admitting is mushy. Maybe my fav hot head being grumpy but still vibing at the Christmas party cuz reader enjoys it so much just for him to get his best present after everyone leaves. His girlie all dressed up in Christmas lingerie n he goes feral. You knauurr something like that pwease🫣👉🏾👈🏾 ~ ur pookie🥰🧚🏾‍♀️

THIS IS UNFINISHED, PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT WITH IT, TUMBLR FUCKED ME OVER

Teeheehee! Ofc! I’m so excited!!!

Remember guys! Mature content ahead!! You know the rules!!

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Naughty or nice?

Synopsis? On a particularly snowy Christmas Eve, while in their shared home, downstairs at the Christmas party, our favorite grump Bakugo is at the party his girlfriend forced him to have, but after their friends leave for the night she gives him an early Christmas present since he’s been such a good sport throughout the party~

Cw: Lingerie, pet names, slight thigh riding, fem pronouns and genitalia used for reader, praise (giving and receiving), degradation (f receiving), cunninglings (pussy eating), rough sex, begging, bakugo’s big dick (that in itself needs a warning), a little shibari, porn w/o plot and that’s it for warnings! If you don’t like it just scroll or block! Don’t report! This is my first time writing legitimate smut, so be kind, and leave constructive criticism! Now let’s get into it! All characters have been aged up!!!

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For the last however long, Katsuki has been sitting on his couch, nursing the cheap whiskey in his cup, sipping at the bitter alcohol, the burning sensation going down his throat, as the party slowly begins to die, and people begin to leave, a few people stay behind to help clean up, but he doesn’t care about them, the only one he cares about is you.

You’ve been on his mind all night, ever since that stupid fucking party started, and it’s all because of that stupid Santa dress you insisted on wearing, he hates how well it hugs your body and how good you look in it, the fuzzy fabric of the trim of the dress just barely covering your ass

[ragathashairdresser]

can we honestly e date? you’re so beautiful. You always make me laugh, you always make me smile. You literally make me want to become a better person... I really enjoy every moment we spend together. My time has no value unless its spent with you. I tell everyone of my irls how awesome you are. Thank you for being you. Whenever you need someone to be there for you, know that i’ll always be right there by your side. I love you so much. I don’t think you ever realize how amazing you are sometimes. Life isn’t as fun when you’re not around. You are truly stunning. I want you to be my soulmate. I love the way you smile, your eyes are absolutely gorgeous. If I had a star for everytime you crossed my mind i could make the entire galaxy. Your personality is as pretty as you are and thats saying something. I love you, please date me. I am not even calling it e dating anymore because I know we will meet soon enough heart OK I ADMIT IT I LOVE YOU OK i hecking love you and it breaks my heart when i see you play with someone else or anyone commenting in your profile i just want to be your girlfriend and put a heart in my profile linking to your profile and have a walltext of you commenting cute things i want to play video games talk in discord all night and watch a movie together but you just seem so uninsterested in me it hecking kills me and i cant take it anymore i want to remove you but i care too much about you so please i’m begging you to eaither love me back or remove me and never contact me again it hurts so much to say this because i need you by my side but if you dont love me then i want you to leave because seeing your icon in my friendlist would kill me everyday of my pathetic life.

cawn we honestwy e date? you’we so beautifuw. Uwu awways make me waugh, uwu awways make me smiwe. Uwu witewawwy make me wawnt tuwu become a bettew pewson... I weawwy enjoy evewy moment we spend togethew. My time has no vawue unwess its spent with uwu. I teww evewyone of my iwws how awesome uwu awe. Thank uwu fow being uwu. Whenevew uwu need someone tuwu be thewe fow uwu, know thawt i’ww awways be wight thewe by youw side. I wove uwu so much. I don’t think uwu evew weawize how amazing uwu awe sometimes. Wife isn’t as fun whewn you’we nowt awound. Uwu awe twuwy stunning. I wawnt uwu tuwu be my souwmate. I wove the way uwu smiwe, youw eyes awe absowutewy gowgeous. If i had a staw fow evewytime uwu cwossed my mind i couwd make the entiwe gawaxy. Youw pewsonawity iws as pwetty as uwu awe awnd thats saying something. I wove uwu, pwease date me. I am nowt even cawwing iwt e dating anymowe because i know we wiww meet soon enough heawt ok i admit iwt i wove uwu ok i hecking wove uwu awnd iwt bweaks my heawt whewn i see uwu pway with someone ewse ow anyone commenting in youw pwofiwe i juwst wawnt tuwu be youw giwwfwiend awnd put a heawt in my pwofiwe winking tuwu youw pwofiwe awnd have a wawwtext of uwu commenting cute things i wawnt tuwu pway video games tawk in discowd aww night awnd watch a movie togethew but uwu juwst seem so uninstewested in me iwt hecking kiwws me awnd i cant take iwt anymowe i wawnt tuwu wemove uwu but i cawe too much abouwt uwu so pwease i’m begging uwu tuwu eaithew wove me bawck ow wemove me awnd nevew contact me again iwt huwts so much tuwu say thiws because i need uwu by my side but if uwu dont wove me then i wawnt uwu tuwu weave because seeing youw icon in my fwiendwist wouwd kiww me evewyday of my pathetic wife.

[navysealt4t]

HIIII i made a silly quiz bc mantis and my girlfriend did and now i’m curious :3 pwease take (no pressure ) it would be so silly cool (u don’t have too!!)

[dapper-ships-herself]

[rinneverse]

OAKIE BBIE ! congrats on 300 million gajillion woooo 🥳🥳🥳🥳 !! m here for ur littl event mweheheh :3:3 cld i ask for al haitham ++ D, I, nd K from da nsfw alphabet pwetty pls !

COCOOOO WAHH THANK U!!! <3333 ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ and yuuusss ofc huehuehue

a part of my ongoing 300 milestone event!

[ ❥ ] AL HAITHAM + D, I, & K !

[N]SFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI! cw exhibitionism, threesome mention, creampie/breeding mention, dumbification, fem!reader

— d ; dirty secret!

alhaitham would never admit it, but the thought of kaveh catching the two of you in the act is something that makes his heart race. it's why even when he hears the telltale knock at the door, signaling his roommate's return, he doesn't stop ravaging your body—in fact, he tries even harder to pull the sweetest of melodies out of you. you're too wracked with pleasure to even notice.

he also thinks that sharing you with kaveh might be a thing he would be into. he'll never say it out loud, though.

— i ; intimacy!

ohhhhhhh, he is sickeningly romantic. for someone who seems so... carefully neutral all the time, once he falls in love with you — you've got him wrapped around your little finger. this is especially true when it comes to sex: he prefers positions where he can look at you and watch you fall apart around him.

— k ; kink(s)!

breeding. first thing that came to mind, methinks. nothing beats the sight of his cum leaking out of your pretty pussy. it drives him insane—and to him, nothing is more logical proof that you are his and his alone than this.

this also may be me projecting but i think he would be a lil' into dumbification. reducing you to a babbling mess is his end goal—nothing says his baby is feeling amazing more than the pretty crystalline tears that run down your cheeks as you mindlessly cry out his name!

"h-hai—thaaam!" you squeal, fingers clutching at alhaitham's broad shoulders as he pounds you into the mattress, his bodyweight heavy on top of yours. he grunts in response, the lewd squelching of your pussy loud in your ears as he just doesn't stop.

"you can take it, darling. just one more for me," alhaitham rumbles above you, grabbing your hands in his to intertwine them tightly as he folds you into the plush comforter.

"please, please, s'too much!" you wail, tears of pleasure gathering in your eyes as you feel every drag of his cock in your gummy walls. it's driving you insane. alhaitham presses his forehead to yours before capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

it's when he hears it—the jingling of keys at the front door, a gentle knock, kaveh's faint voice announcing his arrival—and he suppresses a grin as he nips at your bottom lip.

"just a little bit more."

he punctuates his sentence with a particularly harsh thrust, watching your mouth fall open in pleasure. the sight is lovely, he thinks, his darling girlfriend reduced to a complete mess underneath him.

he lets go of one of your hands in favor of playing with your clit, drawing tight circles on the sensitive nub. the sensation has you seeing stars and you don't know how much longer you'll last like this.

he has you creaming so prettily all over his cock in no time, a satisfied smile on his face as he holds you close through your orgasm. the sight is burned in his memory—and he thinks that he would do anything just to keep you here with him, even if it meant bringing down the moon and the stars and the planets, all for you.

hehe. dik