#never was a fan of him and he was under some hot water lately

[avesblues2]

Liam Payne found dead in Argentina? What the fuck!

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ Ｓｗｅｅｔｅｓｔ Ｐｉｅ ♡

♡ Pairing: sex worker!mingyu x chubby!fem!sex worker!reader

♡ Genre: smut/fluff

♡ Word Count: 3.2k-ish

♡ Summary: While spending the weekend at a mansion in the Hollywood Hills, a risky late night comment of yours draws the attention of your crush who happens to be in the same city and wants to see if you're all talk or about that action.

♡ Warnings: you're both spicy content creators, drinking, unprotected sex, Gyu's dick is kinda really huge, size kink for sure, stretching, riding, rough sex, doggystyle, clit play, ass slapping, oral sex (m receiving), cum eating/swallowing, dirty talk, switch Gyu/reader

♡ A/N: I usually put a sweet artistic statement in this space but I don't have a sweet artistic statement. I have a hot girl playlist and Mingyu's existence which is exactly how we ended up here. It's Mingyu, for the love of goddess, can you blame me?

This was never where you thought you’d end up. When you joked with your best friend, a successful OnlyFans girl, about starting one if your job kept working your nerves you hadn’t imagined actually doing it. Yet here you are, 8 months after that tipsy girl’s night, with a hefty following on social media and enough subscribers to never have to set foot in that job ever again. 

Like any other job it has its ups and downs but having your best friend there to help you navigate it early on makes it feel like lightwork now. Plus it’s so easy to ignore your haters when your bank account’s as stacked as it is.

For the first time in your life it’s optional to check pricetags, you can literally have whatever you want. Some things you don’t even have to pay for, they’re just dropped in your lap simply because you are who you are. 

That’s precisely how you scored yourself a weekend at this million dollar home in the Hollywood Hills. You’d passively mentioned during a custom video for one of your fans how hot you found it that he owned so much property.

“I’ve never played with my pussy in a mansion before” you pouted cutely, a vibrator whirling away inside you on its lowest setting. It wasn’t hint dropping as much as you wanted to stroke his ego but he took it as a chance to impress you, offering you a getaway at one of his places while he went on vacation for business. 

You’d be doing him a favor, he insisted, because he hated to leave the place empty for so long. The ego boost was more than enough compensation on his part that he didn’t feel like you owed him anything. Good because as a rule you do not fuck customers. You don’t even do content with other people in your industry. Everything’s solo. Always.

“Show us the top but off” you giggle, reading through the comments on your Instagram live. You do a quick spin, showing off your barely there bikini top. “There it is but it’s not coming off. You guys are gonna get me banned.” 

You only arrived a few hours ago and, exhausted from travel, decided that you’d rather spend the night in the jacuzzi out back than venture out to some crowded bar. This weekend is about relaxation after all and what’s more relaxing than sipping champagne in this warm bubbling water under the starry night sky?

It began to feel a little lonely though, you’re so used to having your best friend with you on these trips, so you decided to prop your phone up on the edge of the hottub and go live for a little bit. 

Reading through the comments, you get caught up in conversation about a million random topics. There’s suggestions for the best restaurants in LA, debates over if aliens are real or not, and even a quick KPop Smash or Pass game before someone brings you to a topic that has your heart thumping harder than an EDM festival.

Your rule on sleeping with other creators is a hard “No”, this everyone already knows, but when it comes to one man in particular that rule’s nonexistent. 

100_karat_xo Gyu saw your retweet 👀 youngxkwonskitty He’s coming over here aaaaaah!!!

You nearly choke on your next sip of champagne, watching the chat go wild as the memory of a recent drunken retweet hits you like a wrecking ball.

Your introduction to who Kim Mingyu was had been innocent enough. You were scrolling your feed one night and saw a video of a bunch of guys dancing. They were just fucking around really but they were genuinely talented and hot as hell so you had to do a little independent research to figure out who they were. 

Mingyu was the one who caught your eye the most with his beautifully tanned skin and a face so gorgeous it hurts to look at. It only worsened the situation when you stumbled upon his spicy account and found out he had the deadly combo of a body Greek gods would envy and a cock that’d have you walking funny for days. Who needs to walk straight anyway? You followed him on everything immediately, nearly died when he followed you back, and it’s been non stop flirting since. 

The two of you even ran into each other at a few parties where things would almost get hot and heavy but never ventured beyond a cute little makeout session. It’s painfully obvious both of you want something more though.

The most recent evidence came when Mingyu posted a video of himself seated in a chair facing a mirror wearing nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants. No shirt, nothing under the pants, just that muscular sunkissed chest and a mouthwatering dick print. 

You were weak in the knees from the sight of that alone but when his hand started moving in his lap, his palm smoothing over the long, thick print, you went feral. Mingyu’s caption asked, “Who does this belong to?” and the shots of Soju in your system that night had you responding, “Me!” before you could think better of it. That was a week ago and you must’ve pushed it to the back of your mind because you haven’t thought about it since. But Mingyu has. 

“Coming over here? What do you mean?” you ask, slinking down into the water as if it’ll somehow make you invisible. You get your answer immediately when a familiar name appears in the chat. 

dongangu.daddy Hey beautiful

“Mingyu! Stop! What are you doing here?” you squeal, a hand thrown over your mouth to hide the uncontrollable smile his arrival brings to your face. As if there’s a way to conceal how giddy you are over this man. Two words from him and your whole aura changes. You were glowing before but now you’re radioactive.

jeonghanssimp95 my worlds collide omfg _horanghaeheaux_ Can you both marry me?

dongangu.daddy has requested to join

Your eyes widen at Mingyu’s request, not expecting to be put on the spot like this. It’s not that you don’t want to see him. You’d look at that face every day if you could—beside you, on top of you, under you—but you’re mortified of swooning over him in front of this many people. 

Finally deciding that your retweet did all it could do to expose you for being down bad for Mingyu, you dry your hands on a nearby towel and accept his request. Another screen pops up below yours. There’s some darkness at first, a few seconds of shuffling, and then Mingyu’s displayed in all of his bare chested glory. 

“Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” he teases, shifting to a more comfortable position in bed. Of course he had to be shirtless. Of course he had to be in bed. Fuck your sanity. 

Your brain has to shake off a five second delay before you can answer. “You just got on and already you’re picking on me. I’m about to revoke your privileges, sir.”

Mingyu laughs off your comment, confident that you’re bluffing. You are. “No, don’t do that. I’m sorry” he pouts, raking his fingers through his short dark hair, “I just expected you to be happier to see me.”

“I am happy to see you but you can’t come on my live talking your shit.”

“I thought you liked it when I talk my shit” he smiles, recalling all of the X rated texts you’ve exchanged over the past few months. 

You shrug, mindlessly twirling your hair, “Talking is cute buuut actions are better.” 

The true meaning of “action” is clear for you both. Mingyu’s wanted action with you from day one, spam liking your posts the moment he saw that you followed him. You had the prettiest face, the sweetest smile, and your body was so soft and plush he couldn’t stop fantasizing about getting his hands on you. You were even more irresistible in person and that knowledge has had him on a mission to make you his ever since. A mission he’s not willing to give up on easily.

“Action? I can do that. I heard you’re in LA” he says, the white sheet around him falling away as he sits up in bed, “I am too. If you aren’t busy, maybe we could see each other tonight.”

“Oh, y-you wanna see me? And do what?” you stutter, going in for another nervous sip only to find that the glass is empty. You were not prepared to be this thirsty for a drink or for him. 

Mingyu tucks his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes flicking down to take in what he can of your figure peeking out from the water. His heart begins to race, his cock stiffening at the way your lush breasts bob above the surface, droplets of water decorating your cleavage like diamonds. 

“You tell me, babe. What do you wanna do?” 

His question soaks your bikini bottoms with a new type of moisture, your pulse already racing. What do you wanna do? With Kim Mingyu? What don’t you wanna do? 

“Gyu, aaah, fuck. It’s so…so…mmm” you whine, sinking lower onto Mingyu’s cock.

Your fingers trace his abs, your pink and blue ombre acrylics nicking his skin as your pussy relaxes to take the next inch of his cock. You’d seen it in pictures, even felt his bulge once or twice in person, but having him inside of you? Nothing could’ve prepared you for this stretch or for how full you’d feel after only a few inches. There’s still a couple more to go and you’re already shaking like you’re ready to cum. 

“Keep going, baby. You’re taking it so well” he praises, hands cradling your hips to help you take him at your own pace.

He isn’t in a rush to fuck you. That was never an intention of his. Mingyu’s more than pleased to lay here with you in bed, your fluffy thighs snug around his waist, and enjoy the view from below. And what a view it is. The faces you make are too cute for words. They make him want to hold you close and protect you from the rest of the world. At the same time, they’re the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. And, coupled with those little whines of yours, they give him the ravenous urge to fuck your brains out. Every last cell. 

“Don’t wanna wait anymore” you moan, leaning back with your arms behind you, palms resting on his legs. “I need it all.” 

He smooths his hands down your thighs and back up again, “Anything for you.” 

One thrust of his hips and you’re seeing stars. Mouth wide open. Eyes watering. It’s the fullest you’ve ever felt and you can only piece together a string of broken moans as your body adjusts to the new sensation. 

Mingyu smiles up at you, beaming with pride at what he’s done to you. “Too much for you?” he teases, his thumb stroking a solitary tear away from your cheek. 

You shake your head, never the kind of girl to reject a challenge. Breathing in deep, you steady yourself, raising your hips and slowly lowering them back down in a motion that has his eyes rolling to the back of his head. 

“Oh god, fuck” he groans not just at how perfectly your walls hug him and not just at you being wet enough to make that hottub outside look like the desert. Every move you make hits the perfect spot, your body titled at the exact angle required to make him feel like you’re stealing his soul straight from his body.

Keeping your pace, you lean forward and lick your way up his abs, sprinkling kisses across his chest. Mingyu can pretend that it doesn’t tickle in a way he likes much more than he thought he would but his body’s a dead giveaway. His muscles contract beneath your kisses, his length pulsing against your walls. You can almost hear his heart pounding through his chest. 

“Too much for you?” you taunt, smiling up at him, your walls purposefully clenching even tighter around his cock. 

Mingyu bites his lip, staring down at you like a meal he’s prepared to devour. The fire in his eyes makes your heart jump. Teasing him back has consequences and you can tell you’re about to suffer them. 

“Nah, I want more” he growls and two strong arms close around your body, one at your back and the other at your waist. Keeping you flush against his chest, he spreads his legs and buries himself even deeper into your needy core. If you thought you were seeing stars before, there's galaxies now. 

Mingyu holds you like he loves you, cradling you gently while he fucks you like he hates you, and with your arms pinned to your sides all you can do is take it. Waves of heat wash over your figure, the tingling of your nipples brushing his chest sending sparks through your system. There’s no talking back now, only fragments of his name rolling from your tongue. 

“M-min…” you whine, crumbling as the thick head of his cock bumps your sweet spot. You can feel his warm precum leaking into you, mixing with your arousal to make every movement all the smoother. 

“M-min” he coos, reaching a hand up to brush away the hair sticking to your pretty face, “Having a hard time talking back, sweetheart?”

Your eyes are hypnotizing on a regular day but he must admit that there’s something special about seeing them so dazed and glossed over all for him. He grabs the back of your neck with just the right amount of pressure, lifting you away from him enough that he shifts angles inside of you. It’s such a small change in position but it’s more than enough to have you squirming, mindlessly rocking your hips against his. 

“I didn’t know I had such a greedy girl on my hands” he says, tracing your jaw with feathery kisses. In a split second the room’s spinning on its head and you find yourself face down on the sheets with your arms held behind your back.

Mingyu slaps your ass and the sting gets you up on shaky knees. He doesn’t even need to tell you what he wants because you want it too. Teasing his cock at your entrance, he takes his time savoring the way that your juices drip all over him, your pussy already clenching in anticipation.

He runs the head along your slit, dipping it up to roll across that perky little clit of yours. He keeps you like this so long you’re drooling onto the pillow, clenching and dripping down his length and he isn’t even inside of you yet. 

Not one to be outdone, you drop your hips down, slipping him right up to your entrance. You sink back on him an inch or so, popping his head right inside of you. You hear a sharp inhale and feel his body give out on him for a second. You move your hips in a circular motion, teasing him with the sight of you stretching yourself open with his cock.

“I thought you said you wanted more” you giggle, shaking your ass in the cutest way. 

Mingyu slaps it again, gripping your hips, “So she can still speak. We gotta change that.”

He slams into you and you cry out at the force of his thrust. The aftershock has your body humming but there’s no time to soak it in. Mingyu doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up even a little bit. He’s feral for you. Already addicted to the feeling of you wrapped around him. 

Keeping your wrists pinned, he reaches around to massage your clit, and your knees almost give out. He catches you before you can collapse, keeping you right where he wants you. Gripping the pillow, you bite down hard, screaming as loud as you want into the soft cotton while he deep strokes you to the brink of insanity. 

It’s not long before a familiar feeling’s tugging at your stomach. You’re like a bottle of champagne, all shaken up and ready to pop. Mingyu rubs your bud faster, kissing the small of your back, “You gonna cum for me, baby? Hmm?”

Your body answers before your words can, jiggling in all the right places while you cum harder than you ever have. The clench and release of your walls as you gush down your own thighs drags him closer to his own high but he’s not ready yet. He has to keep thrusting into you, playing with your pussy until your body’s spent. 

For a moment it seems as if he’s achieved his goal. Reeling from your high, your whole body gives into the mattress and you’re stuck there, letting out the sweetest whines with his cock still inside of you. But that moment’s fleeting and in a few seconds you’re back up on your knees, whipping around to take his cock into your mouth. 

You don’t hesitate to take all of it into your mouth, not gagging once as you rub it against the back of your throat. If the gasps and moans coming from overhead are any indication, your tongue wrapped around his cock has him wrapped around your finger. You feel around blindly until you find his hands, intertwining your fingers with his. Your tongue traces the veins of his shaft, feeling the blood rush to the head throbbing at the back of your throat. 

The taste of your mixed arousal floods your senses as it drips from the corners of your perfectly pursed lips. You sneak a peek up at him. That gorgeous face. Those muscles dripping with sweat. His body jerks and you easily pick up on the signs, slipping him out of your mouth at the perfect time for him to cum all over your tongue and those plush, puffy lips. You take him into your hands, stroking him until you’ve gotten every last drop. Licking your lips clean, you kiss the tip and lay back in bed, bringing him down with you.

Mingyu cozies his head up to your belly, his chest heaving for air, “Where’d you learn to do it like that?”

“I don’t know, maybe I’m just gifted” you sigh, brushing your fingers through his hair.��

“Well, whatever you did, just know it’s yours now” he says, propping his chin up to gaze at you. 

“Mine? What’s mine?”

“I asked who this belonged to.  You said it’s yours. Unless you don’t want it…”

“No! No! No!” you scramble, your cheeks warming up again, “It’s mine! It’s mine! I’ll take it.”

Mingyu raises an eyebrow, using his last bit of energy to crawl on top of you, “You’ll take it again? So soon?”

He spreads your legs, dipping his fingers between your legs and you’re still dripping wet. He presses up against you and you giggle feeling how hard he still is.

“You did say it’s mine” you smile, legs wrapping around his waist, “So give it to me.”

[milkloafy]

YOUR SAVING GRACE — WRIOTHESLEY

⋆｡˚ ❀ summary: in which you run into some trouble and wriothesley saves you, getting himself hurt in the process. [modern au; suggestive content] ⋆｡˚ ❀ wc: 1.4k ⋆｡˚ ❀ a/n: inspired by the wriothesley art where his face is a little bloodied and he’s smiling like that and hmmngfh i want to hold him so bad !! also the title is kind of a pun do u get it ha ha okay pls enjoy :>

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” 

Wriothesley chucked, wincing as the corner of his mouth lifted upwards. “Fancy way of saying thank you.”

With a sigh, you dampened a washcloth with warm water from under the sink. You wrung out the excess before gently guiding it up to Wriothesley’s face and dabbing at the cut on his lip. You frowned. His split lower lip wasn’t even the worst of it—he had a bleeding gash on the right side of his temple.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you murmured, fingers brushing against the high points of his cheekbone. Such a beautiful face did not deserve to be marred in such a way; he had already been through enough growing up.

“Of course I had to,” he said, your face so close to his that you felt his hot breath fan your nose. “The alternative would have been to let them harm you.”

You discarded the dirty cloth and grabbed a fresh one from the drawer. As you wiped the blood off his forehead, your mind wandered to the memory of the past few hours. It wasn’t exactly a good one, to put it lightly. 

You had only recently moved back to your hometown in Fontaine after spending time abroad in Inazuma, but you quickly found that all the friends you once knew now had lives of their own. Except your childhood friend Wriothesley, of course. Still, you didn’t let that stop you from going out on your own and trying to meet new people, especially now that you were back in Fontaine to stay.

Perhaps, however, heading face first into the night scene wasn’t the way to go. 

You shivered at the memory. The moment you realized you didn’t feel safe being out dancing alone, you tried to make your way home, only to find out you were being followed by some men from the venue. Your only saving grace was that of Wriothesley, who happened to be on a late night tea run. 

“Thank you for saving me,” you said sincerely, though you knew that wasn’t enough to display your gratitude. Who knows what could have happened had he not intervened. “I just hate that you got hurt because of it.” 

Wriothesley laughed, patting your head affectionately—as if the two of you never drifted apart when you moved away. “I would do it again, even if the outcome was worse. Besides, did you see what I did to the other guys?” 

That earned a smile out of you. “There were three of them! And you still kicked all their asses.” 

“Exactly,” he said proudly. “Now, if you look at my injuries in comparison, it’s really nothing.” 

Though the mood was slightly lifted, you still hated to see Wriothesley in any pain. The least you could do was make sure his wound were thoroughly cleaned and wrapped. 

“You don’t have to go through this trouble,” said Wriothesley as you disinfected the cut on his temple and placed a bandage over it. “You must be tired from your long night. You should get some rest. I can always have Sigewinne help.”

You shook your head fervently, almost offended by his suggestion. “You’re in this mess  because of me and you think I could just leave you to get it taken care of elsewhere?” you huffed, squishing his non-injured cheek with your fingertips. “What kind of friend would I be then?”

“I’m not in this mess because of you—it’s because of those lowlives who take pleasure in trying to harass an innocent person,” he corrected sternly. “It’s not your fault, and I’m sorry you had to go through that yourself.”

Once you finished cleaning and patching him up, you became overwhelmingly aware of the fact that you were standing in between his legs as he sat on the bathroom counter. You were leaning against one of his thighs as support to steady your hand while you wiped his wounds, but now that you were finished, you straightened back up, swallowing harshly at your now dry throat. 

How focused must you have been to not notice the feeling of sculpted muscles through his pants? You were glad to know you had some priorities, at least. 

Feeling warm, you tried to step away. “Well, thank you again for…you know, beating those guys up for me! But if you’re okay now I guess that means it’s time for me to go.” 

“Leaving so soon?” Wriothesley half-heartedly locked his leg behind your back with a grin, preventing you from taking another step back. “Have you checked under my shirt yet? Perhaps I have some injuries there.”

“Wriothesley!” you yelped, feeling your face grow warm despite knowing he was only joking. “You said so yourself— You have Sigewinne for that!” 

He let out a chuckle, as he released you from his gentle hold. “So my dear friend will help with the wounds on my face, but nothing lower?” 

Your mouth dropped, incredulous, yet you felt yourself taking the bait. After all, if your handsome friend with a hot body were to dangle the offer of seeing them shirtless right front of your face, who were you to deny it?

“Fine, let me check for you,” you said hastily. 

Moving his tie aside, you grabbed at the buttons lining the front of his shirt. The black longsleeve was tight-fitted, and the moment you felt his abdomen, you knew there were muscles underneath his clothes. As your fingers began maneuvering around the round, little button, you felt Wriothesley begin to stir. 

“Y/N,” his voice was gruff, “I was only teasing.”

Your brows shot up in surprise at his tone. He sounded strained and his eyes darkened with every button you undid. Your pinky finger accidentally brushed against his exposed pectoral muscles as you slowly parted the top-half of his shirt. At the touch of his warm body, you jolted in shock. 

Clearing your throat, you attempted to appear unfazed. “Well, sometimes your actions have consequences.” 

“I must say, this is quite a positive consequence.” 

“You’re one of the lucky ones this time.”

Wriothesley laughed, shaking his head. All of a sudden, he grasped your hand that was trailing down his shirt, stopping you from moving. You held your breath.

“Careful not to go any lower,” he warned, the slightest hint of a growl in his voice. 

“And if I do?”

“If you want our friendship to stay as is, then I suggest you don’t.” He stared into your eyes, his gray ones appearing almost black. “Before this leads to something you might regret.”

“I wouldn’t regret if this lead to anything,” you admitted, voice quiet. Gone was the playful teasing, traded for something much more sincere. “Would you?”

“Of course not.”

You raised a brow and broke your hand free from his gentle grasp, placing your palm against the heat of his bare skin. Your fingertips danced against the curve of his chest as you pushed the shirt back, just to check if he had any injuries there, of course. 

Wriothesley shook his head and groaned, running a hand through his hair as he shut his eyes. “You’re making this difficult, darling.” 

You giggled, letting your hand fall to your side and giving him a cheeky smile. “Fine, I’ll stop for now. You don’t have any injuries there anyway. I checked for you.” 

He had a conflicted look on his face—as if he wasn’t sure whether or not he should be relieved or disappointed. 

You grinned at his reaction. “Perhaps you want me to look again?”

Wriothesley choked out a noise of both surprise and amusement before collecting himself. “I believe your initial examination was thorough enough, but after you have a good night’s rest, then we can revisit this topic.” 

Though you were disappointed the two of you didn’t take it further yourself, you knew he was probably right. You did feel rather tired after the draining night you had. 

“I think that’s a good idea,” you conceded, offering him a hand as he got off the countertop. Even standing, he was significantly taller than you. You pursed your lips, if only you weren’t so exhausted, then maybe… You shook your head, snapping out of your thoughts. “Then, once I’m fully rested, I can properly thank you for your help today.”

Wriothesley smiled, understanding the not-so subtle implications of your words and welcoming it with open arms. 

“Great,” he said after a moment’s thought. “I look forward to it.”

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Hi bunny! Love your bakery, if request still open can I get a loaf of whole wheat bread with shortbread squares and some espresso shot with earl grey with Toto please please please 🎶 it’s been hard to find new content with Toto lately

bakery menu!

want to submit your own order? then hit up the menu! there are tons of items to choose from so please! feel free to submit them! i write for drivers & more who are over 18, from the rookies to the beloved toto wolff! so thank you so much for submitting this <3 <3

also, if you're a big fan of toto like i am. please think about joining the wolff pack <3

loaf of whole wheat bread: "you're going to shut that mouth and take me." + shortbread squares: "you're just mad that that my cock fits perfectly in you now. must be a blow to the ego that we're a perfect match." + espresso shot: dirty talking + earl grey: big cock

cw: smut/pwp, size difference & kink, big cock!toto, age gap (20s/50s), slight daddy kink, dirty talk,

toto liked when eager young women were all talk. he loved when the pretty things he got to bed talked big game about being able to take the close to nine inches in his pants.

he had heard it all over the years, some even dared to call him small. but that was all done away with when he eventually got them into a mating press and they really got to feel what over eight inches felt like. the airy gasps, the loud moans. he demolished them and left them a fucked out mess on the bed.

and you were no exception. but the fear in your eyes when you saw toto's erect cock, even after months of getting familiar with it.

"ho..how big did you say it was?" you asked as you looked up to toto from your spot on the bed. you got a good look at his impressive length. it was painfully close to your face that you could feel the saliva in your mouth in a mouth water anticipation, "i still think it's too big."

his large hand was in your hair, he gripped onto the strands tightly and you rubbed your bare thighs together. he knew how to turn you into a hot slut. you could feel the throb of want under your skin and how badly you wanted him. he leaned in and forced you to look up at him once more, "now, schatzi, you're going to shut that mouth and take me. i know you can be a good girl for me. take me the way you were meant to."

you said, "but, it's really big. what if you hurt me."

"i would never hurt you. not in a real way. the only time i ruin you is when you're screaming my name. why are you so shy now? you've had me before and happily too every inch." he held onto your head a little tighter, "i only ruin you because you ask for it. no, beg for it."

you laid back on the bed with toto standing at the edge. he just grabbed you by the hips and got your legs up to your ears. you were bent with your bare cunt on display for him. he could see the wetness catch in the soft light of the bedroom. he licked his lips at the sight of you.

this was his favourite position, where he could simply bully his cock into you until you were seeing stars. until your poor little pussy was bruised, unable to take anyone else but him. he had been training your sweet cunt for months now so everyone else would be ruined for you. that you could never have another lover because you'd always be thinking (wanting) toto's cock.

he sank into you and you tensed up for a moment. he was able to get into you with ease, and despite that he still felt pleasure well up in his chest at the feeling of you. pressed into the bed at an odd angle, while his cock nudged against the softest parts of you. toto wolff could be a scary man, he was large and intimidating. even in the bedroom he held power over you like a leash and you were happy to get your sexual kicks anyway you could. you'd always be toto's good girl.

you whined, "toto." and squirmed under him. but you could never get far.

he chuckled as he pressed into you further, you swore his cock was bruising your cervix. and it made you whine more. he only laughed at the sounds of you, so pathetic. "you're just mad that that my cock fits perfectly in you now. must be a blow to the ego that we're a perfect match."

"no." you whined, "you're just so deep in me!"

"good. i am touching areas no other man has ever or will ever touch. i've ruined all other men for you. it's impossible to get off any other way now, no? you're too busy thinking about my cock. how it makes you feel, how it makes you squirm. you are a eager little girl who wants nothing more than to cum over and over again."

you felt heat in your face as he fucked you quickly. his words bled into your brain as you felt the heightened pleasure in your core. you panted heavily when he thrusted up into you. you felt your legs quiver from the angle he had you in. you didn't even want to think about the psycho-sexual reasoning for all of this. you couldn't care less. you felt amazing.

"daddy."

"shh, shh." he said. he continued his pace. he watched your expression change as the pleasure really gripped you. you looked like an angel under him. like he stole you from the heavens and placed you on his cock. he asked, "is it hurting just right?"

you nodded dumbly, "of course, you always make it feel good." you shifted a little, but couldn't move much with how he held you. even now his weight on you was oppressive. you could feel the heat zap through your body as he worked your sweet cunt.

he felt the pleasure in his bones. it forced him to fuck you even harder. you were feeling a similar high as you clutched onto your thighs for support as you were fucked. you cunt was clenched around his cock as you felt the pleasure really take over your body.

your noises became louder, a higher pitch with want as you felt the heaviness of pleasure. it clotted your brain perfectly. you felt the climax come over you like a strong wave. you whined loudly as you came, and when you closed your eyes, you could feel toto's hard gaze on you.

"that's it, princess." he said as he continued to thrust into you. he was egged on by your post-orgasmic noises as he felt the rush of pleasure through his body. he fucked you until he came himself. he made sure to shove every inch into you. you'd keep every last drop safe.

when he stopped his movements, he looked down at you before he dropped your hips. you laid panting, half on the bed with your heart racing. you looked like perfection.

"not so scared of anymore, right, schatzi?" he said as he looked a this still hard cock that was coated with your wetness. he licked his lips at the sight of you, the need to devour you sexually once more was prominent in his mind.

you blinked up at him and between heavy breaths you said, 'it's still a bit scary." and toto knew what that meant. you wanted another round <3

[duffslut]

By the pool

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist

Word Count: 890

Warnings: Smut! Minors DNI.

It was the hottest night that summer, you were melting in the heat of your hotel room when you finally decided to go to the pool, it was night and you would probably be the only one there, and it's wasn't like you had any company to call, since you had decided to travel alone.

You heard some rumors as you walked down the hallway towards the pool, apparently some rock band was staying at the same hotel as you, but you didn't care much, until you got to the pool area and were paralyzed by what you saw, four guys slumped on sun loungers around the pool, countless bottles of whiskey on the floor, and one last guy in the pool, who had an incredibly lit cigarette between his lips. You thought about just turning around and going back to the room, but it was too late, now they were all staring at you, you tried to cover your body with your towel, and felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

- You guys are scaring the poor girl you fuckers. - The guy in the pool said, and you thought you recognized his voice from somewhere, but it was only when he brushed his long, curly hair away from his face that you realized who they were, the band people were talking about in the hallway was GUNS N FUCKING ROSES.

- I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to bother you, I swear I'm not a crazy fan. - You spoke too fast. - I mean, I'm a fan actually, but I didn't know you guys were here.

They laughed, and Axl passed you a bottle of whiskey, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, you couldn't refuse, and maybe the drink would take away some of your shyness since Slash, from the pool, hadn't taken his eyes off you since you arrived.

- What's your name? - Slash asked you.

- Y/n. - You said, trying to seem calm, when in reality you were completely in love with him, he had always been your favorite member of the band, and you had never imagined meeting him like this.

- Great, Y/n, now would you mind lighting my cigarette for me? - He said as drops of water ran down his hair and wet his angelic face.

Somewhere in your body, you felt yourself getting wet too, why did he have to be so hot? And why did he have to look deep into your eyes while you lit the cigarette on his lips?

- Is it cold? - You asked about the pool water.

- No, it's actually quite hot. - Slash said, smiling at his pun.

You put one foot in the water and were thinking about joining Slash in the pool when you heard nervous footsteps.

- Come on Axl, don't be mad! - Izzy said but it was too late, the redhead just turned around and said "you can all suck my dick".

As soon as the vocalist left, the rest of the boys left too, each in a different direction, leaving you and Slash alone.

- So... He really is hot-headed, huh? - You said, looking at Slash, now without hiding your desire to grab him right there.

- He has his reasons. - He said, then he placed his big hand on your thigh and your whole body heated up.

All you could think about was how many times you had imagined those hands, touching you exactly the same way he played his guitar. Slash noticed how you rolled your eyes just at the touch of his hand, and realized that you wanted the same thing as him. He flicked his cigarette butt away from the pool and now concentrated on untying the side ties of your bikini. You looked around apprehensively, even though it was dark in the pool, just a few meters away from you, guests were passing by, entering and leaving the hotel.

You put your hand in his hair as he began to kiss the inside of your thighs, your whole body shivered, and you noticed that Slash was already hard, as he constantly touched his crotch under the water, so you decided to help him massaging his cock with your feet while he brought his lips closer and closer to your pussy, he kissed your clit through the fabric of your bikini, before lowering it completely. You lost your mind when his soft, wet lips finally touched your pussy, your body leaned back and your fingers tugged at the strands of his hair, his tongue knew exactly what to do, he ate you like he was desperate for it, sucking every inch of you, drowning his face between your legs, you controlled your moans but Slash didn't seem to care, he murmured and moaned breathlessly while you massaged his cock still over his shorts underwater. You knew you were about to cum when Slash stuck a finger inside you and started finger fucking you while still sucking you with his eyes closed, there was no time to warn him, you came right in his mouth, and he gave you a satisfied smile before jumping out of the pool.

- See that? - He pointed to the bulge in his crotch. You could almost see the veins of his dick showing through his shorts, he wasn't wearing any underwear. - We need to sort this out. What's your room?

[sweetsreverie]

Back to You

Leon comes home to you after rescuing the president's daughter. pairing: leon s. kennedy x fem coded reader wc: 815 warnings/notes: no warnings. takes place after leon rescues ashley in re4. no use of y/n. this is no literary masterpiece but rather something soft that i’ve been wanting to see with leon ♡︎

Leon tries to be quiet when he comes home late from work. He really does. But when he’s been gone for what feels like weeks, is exhausted, and all he wants is a hot shower and his own bed to sleep in, being quiet when he comes home isn’t usually the first thing on his mind. 

You didn’t ask him what the operation was for when he told you he was leaving. He always told you it was classified. The location and nature of the operation was classified, and you never knew when he was going to be home. But to be fair… most of the time neither did he. So while he was gone, you tried not to keep track of the time that passed. You keep yourself busy until he comes back to you. 

Because he always does.

Tonight, it’s been five days since Leon left home. You didn’t know how many of those actually consisted of the operation itself, but it still felt like an eternity. When you wake up and turn to look at the clock on your nightstand, it reads 2:39 AM. That’s when you hear heavy footsteps in the hallway, just before the door to your bedroom opens. Leon stands there holding a duffel bag and sporting dirty clothes and tousled hair. 

“Shit. Did I wake you up?” He asks, and you shake your head while he drops his bag to the floor and works on taking off his boots.

“No. I just... woke up.” You tell him, and he nods before he approaches your side of the bed and leans down to press a tender kiss to your forehead. 

“I’m gross. Let me shower and I’ll be back. Will you wait for me?” He asks you hopefully, and you give him a nod and a sleepy smile. When he came home, you usually gave him time to clean up and decompress before allowing yourself to cling to him, as much as you hated to wait to embrace him.

“Okay. I’ll be back.” Leon smiles softly before he disappears into the bathroom and nudges the door shut, and you soon hear the shower turn on. You lay back down in bed and listen while Leon showers. You know his routine. 

Stand under the hot water for a few minutes, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, then stand under the water for a little longer.

You listen as the water hits the vinyl for seven minutes before the water shuts off with a small squeak from the handle. You hear him brush his teeth before he comes back to the bedroom, and he shuffles through the dresser for something to wear. You watch as he settles on a pair of shorts to wear over his briefs before he tosses the towel into the hamper and soon climbs onto the bed and slides under the duvet. He exhales a heavy sigh once he’s settled onto the mattress.

“I missed you.” You tell him softly, and you feel his warm hand slide over your hip and towards your back before he gently tugs you toward him. You don’t know if he’s injured, so you’re careful not to press against him too hard.

“I missed you more. It was rough.” Leon murmurs while he ducks his head down and presses his face in the crook of your neck, and you feel his breath fanning over your skin. You loved these moments where you got to just hold him for a while and help him decompress from work; he may be a big, strong government agent, but he was also your baby when he’s at home. 

You knew he wouldn’t go into details, so you don’t ask. You’d rather he think about something else anyway. You knew that events from work plagued his mind often, and you always wished you could take that away from him.

“Get some rest. And if work calls, I’ll tell them to kiss my grits.” You murmur to him while you bring your hand up to the back of his head and gently move your fingers through his slightly damp hair. A quiet laugh leaves Leon then, and you feel his fingertips begin to gently brush over your back.

“You’d say that to the president of the United States?” Leon asks you with amusement evident in the tone of his voice.

“Hell yeah I would say it to him! To his face! I just got you back home. He’s not sending you anywhere until I’m good and ready. And that’s if.” You tell Leon firmly, and you can practically feel him smiling against your neck.

Leon lets out one final sigh, but one of contentment as he lays with you. His arm rests over your hip as he allows himself to fall asleep, and you feel better falling asleep now that he’s home again.

He keeps his promise once again.

[oldvampkitsuneeee]

I wrote this work last year and never planned to publish it, but I remembered it last night, thought about it and decided to translate this work (sorry if it's not very good :"D). Female reader. Jade almost drowned Yuu. Fluff. ***

Today turned out to be a very hot day. There was not a single cloud in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and there was unbearable heat. On this day off, the students of Night Raven College mostly was in their dormitories and tried to escape the heat. Someone was running to Sam's store for ice cream and drinks.

Yuu and Grim were at their home in the Ramshuckle. It was the hardest for them. Ordinary students could use water or wind magic to somehow refresh themselves. Some of the dorms had cool temperatures, but these two didn't even have a fan and were sitting in a stuffy house.

Grim was lying on the floor in the shape of a star. It was coolest there, although it was uncomfortable. The cat stretched as best he could. The presence of wool complicated his situation, because it made him unbearably hot. Yuu was lying on the sofa, throwing one leg over the back and holding a homemade fan in her hand, fanning herself with it. – It’s horrible! – she shined from her soft place, – I hope this is the first and last time it’s so hot outside. I don’t want to sit in a stuffy school office and die from the stuffiness.

– Maybe if this doesn’t stop, we just won’t go anywhere? – Grim expressed his thought, – We don’t lose anything and the maximum is that if we do this, they will tell us how bad we are and shouldn’t do that.

At this moment, a vibration was heard coming from Yuu’s phone. Muttering something dissatisfied, she reached for the phone, which lay on a small table in front of the sofa. Her face immediately changed from dissatisfied to joyful.

– It’s Jade? – Grim asked with grin.

The girl on the sofa first glanced briefly at the monster, then took him aside, pursing her lips to hide an embarrassed smile. She had been in a relationship with Jade for several months. They didn’t really advertise it, and only those closest to them knew about their couple. It was Grim, Floyd and Azul. The latter was not very happy about this union, but remained silent. Yuu still felt awkward about some things, and half the time she was either embarrassed or went into denial and pretended there was no chemistry between her and the moray, while Jade liked to tease her about it when they were alone.

They have seen each other quite rarely lately. Both were swamped with schoolwork, and Jade also had his own duties as vise housewander and work in the Lounge.

– Hmm, he writes that they will cool off in one of the tanks, and invites us to join them. – the girl said, quickly typing out an answer, after which she got up from the sofa and went to her room to change from her home clothes into something more decent. – Couldn’t he arrange a normal date for you in the pool with all this romantic stuff? – Grim meowed and stretched, after which he stood up and also headed into the room for Yuu.

– Grim, it’s not a date!

– Yeah, yeah, as you say, henchman. ***

They arrived at the Octavinelle dorm. After a walk under the scorching sun, they breathed a sigh of relief when they found themselves in a cool room. The  hall was empty. It seems that today even the octotrio were unable to work and had a day off. Or no one wanted to drag themselves to them.

Yuu walked to the upper floors while Grim sat on her shoulder, where the entrances to the tanks were located. Azul was sitting near one of them. He was wearing only a shirt and shorts. The guy was sitting on the edge with his feet in the water. Behind him were plates of snacks and drinks.

– Hello, Azul! – Yuu greeted him. The guy looked at them and nodded in response. It was noticeable that the octopus was somehow tired today. She sat down to the right of Aschengrottno, also dipping her feet into the water, and placed a plate of takoyaki between them. Grim jumped off his shoulders and settled down on the cool floor behind them.

– Uh, where these morays? – the cat asked, – Jade seemed to invite us, but he himself disappears somewhere.

At that moment they noticed that “something” very long was swimming in the water. It leaned towards them, and very soon Floyd and part of his body emerged from the water.

– Shrimpy! Seal! You’re finally arrived! Why so long? the merfolk asked displeasedly, – Jade and I already thought that you wouldn’t come. – He pouted. Floyd swam up to Azul and put his legs on his chest, holding them with his hands. The head of the hostel did not object, but only handed the moray a sandwich. – Speaking of Jade, where is he? – Yuu asked. She was just about to say something else when suddenly her boyfriend surfaced right in front of her. Jade buried his face in her stomach and hugged her, pulling the girl closer to him. Yuu was taken aback by such actions of her young man. Her face flushed red and she looked away nervously. The girl timidly ran her hand through the moray’s hair. They usually did not show affection towards each other in front of other people. No matter how teasing the eel was, he himself was often embarrassed by many of the actions of his passion. It was much easier for these two to express their feelings in private. But apparently now Jade didn’t care about strangers. He had not seen his pearl for too long, had not heard her voice, had not touched her, had not smelled her sweet perfume. He only had her messages on his phone, which they exchanged at the end of the day to say how much they missed each other. Jade soon broke away from his girlfriend and dove under the water. What no one expected was for him to grab her legs and drag her along with him. Yuu screamed, attracting the others' attention. Grim and Azul immediately jumped up from their seats, but before they could do anything, the prefect was already under water. Having plunged under water, she began to panic. It was dark around, nothing could be seen or heard, it was hard for her to breathe. Jade's hands disappeared somewhere, and Yuu felt like she was sinking. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. Suddenly, Yuu felt the merfolk's hands again, already on her waist. He pressed her to his chest and began to swim away somewhere with her.

– Jade, what are you doing?! Azul, do something! – Grim yelled, turning to senior student.

– You know, little seal, I wouldn’t recommend interfering with Jade now. –  Floyd said calmly, leaning his face on his hand, –  He has been so gloomy all this days.

After a few seconds the eel stopped. Yuu felt how they seemed to turn over, and then his long tail was under her feet so that the girl could sit on it. She felt like she was about to suffocate, but they finally emerged. – Jade! – the girl screamed through her cough, – Are you an idiot?! I could have drowned! – her hair blocked her entire view, so she began to move it apart in different directions to glare angrily at the moray eel.

The merfolk pressed himself against the top of his girlfriend's head, inhaling the sweet scent. One of his hands landed on her thigh, stroking her soothingly. – I just missed you, my pearl. – Jade said quietly in the girl’s ear with his velvet voice, which sent shivers down her spine. – But there was no need to drag me under the water. – she pouted, – Now I’m all wet! But now you’re not hot anymore. – Jade kissed his beloved on the temple, gigling. Sighing, Yuu leaned back against his chest, relaxing. – But don’t you dare scare me like that again. – she muttered, closing her eyes. – I won’t.

[multifics99]

Choreographing Romance

Hoshi One Shot

Summary: after Hybe decided your girl group needs a new concept you’re having a hard time changing your image. Could Hoshi just be the dance coach you need?

Warnings: sensual undertones, use of the word sexy.

wc: 1.9k

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You did the steps again and again and again and they just weren’t clicking. You huffed in frustration as you furiously drank your water. How after two weeks was this choreo not making sense for you. Everyone else in your group had it down pat at this point but you had to stay late just to keep practicing.

You were a newer girl group under HYBE you’d only debuted two years ago. So far the group had only done cute concepts, and you in fact were the designated cute member. Even though you were one of the oldest members it didnt bother you, you’d been called cute your whole life and you just owned it. But now the company wanted to see something different since the group was beginning to mature. They asked your team to put together a Girl Crush concept.

You weren’t particularly nervous about the group’s shift into maturity, it was probably overdue honestly. All of you were in your 20’s now, and your members were relieved to finally show the fans your sexy side. Your issue was that you didn’t know how to find yours. Your choreographer spent hours yelling at you for dancing like a robot and that he’d never been so let down by you before. You didn’t cry though, you stopped crying when you were a trainee. In this line of work nothing could be taken personally.

So here you were, in the practice room after midnight. You hit the play button on your phone again and let the song blare through the speakers. Again, again, again. You tried to listen to the choreographer’s advice and “learn what makes you feel hot” and to channel that, but you had no idea what that could be for you. If you were being honest you never felt like that, you always just embraced your baby face. Even now as an adult people mistake you for a high schooler. You lied on the floor and groaned, you were ready to just be flamed by your members, your staff and the fans for how horrible your performance was gonna be this comeback.

“Uhhhmm hello?” You looked up to see Hoshi enter the room.

“Shit” you silently cursed to yourself as you pulled yourself up off the floor. You looked at the time, 1am. “Sorry” Hoshi said “I just booked the room for tonight.”

“No you’re fine, I wasn’t keeping track of the time.” You said as you started to collect your things in your duffel bag.

“What’s got you down.” He asked as he put his own things down.

“It’s nothing I’m just having some trouble with new choreo.”

Hoshi looked genuinely surprised “really?” He said “you’re a great dancer.”

You felt your ears get hot, nobody knew it but Hoshi had been your work crush for a while. He had been ever since he helped choreograph your debut song. “Yeah” you continued “it’s just we’re trying something different and it’s just harder for me than I thought it would be.”

“Could I see it? I might be able to help.”

You laughed “yeah sure but not even the choreographer can help me.”

Hoshi smiled “well they aren’t me.”

You took a deep breath as you played your music again and started from the top. You cringed at yourself as you tried to do the sexy moves in front of him. It was already embarrassing to do in front of everyone else, your crush was so much worse though.

Once you were done you took out your phone to show him a video of the choreographer doing the dance. “This is how it’s supposed to look” you said. He nodded “I mean you have the moves down but you’re just not feeling them.”

“Yeah that’s my problem, I don’t really know how to channel that uhm…energy.”

He thought for a moment “okay uhmm well how do you normally dance at the club?”

“I don’t really go often and when I do I just jump.”

Hoshi giggled “you’re an idol known for your dancing and you just bop around at the club?”

You looked down at your feet, this couldn’t get more embarrassing.

“Oh no I don’t mean it like that, I’m just shocked that you aren’t feeling yourself in this concept.”

“I feel like you’re the only one that feels that way.”

“I mean you’re hot.” He said matter of factly.

You felt your whole body freeze, no one ever calls you that, and suddenly your crush and the hottest idol you know is saying it to you. “I…uhm…thanks.” You weren’t sure what else to say. “I’ll just leave you to it” you said as you picked up your bag.”

“Wait” he said after you “I wanna help.”

You shook your head “I’m not sure, I mean I’m just almost ready to have a bad comeback.”

He took your bag from you and put it back on the floor “absolute nonsense, I was there for you from the beginning I’m not gonna stop now.” You gave him a small smile. He was always so sweet, it was no wonder everyone loved him.

“Alright so really think, when was there a time where you felt really cool and hot, and don’t tell me it’s never happened.” He said. You thought really hard and then it hit you. “Oh actually a few weeks ago I was shopping and I tried on this one dress for fun and I felt…yknow.” You looked down again, why was it so hard for you to just say it.

“Come on y/n don’t be shy, you can’t be if you want to get this dance right.”

You exhaled “I felt sexy.” You mumbled. “Perfect!” Hoshi exclaimed “keep that thought in your head and do the dance again.”

“I took a selfie, do you think if I looked at the picture it could help?” You asked. To your surprise his ears turned red “y-yeah that could probably help.”

You opened your camera roll and found it, you really did feel sexy in that dress even if it was just for fun. Hoshi shuffled closer to you “would it be okay if I saw.” You just silently nodded as you showed him your phone. You felt like this entire encounter with him was so awkward and he’d never talk to you again after tonight. He stared at the picture without saying anything

“I uhm I think it could help me.” You finally said after too long of a silence. Hoshi blinked a few times, as if he’d been asleep and he just woke up.

“Yeah absolutely, let’s see the dance again now!” He said his voice going higher than you’d ever heard before. You ignored it though, you wanted so badly to get this right so you wouldn’t be the laughing stock of your group for the next few months.

You played the song again for what felt like the millionth time tonight. As you danced you tried to shake off the awkwardness, you tried to forget about the cute image you’ve always had. You just thought about how you felt the day you tried on that dress. You looked at Hoshi from the corner of your eye to see if he noticed a difference. He was so quiet and still, he just watched you with a blank look on his face. He’d helped you with choreo before, but he never gave such a little reaction before.

Once you were finally done, and you were panting and covered in sweat from being so tired you looked at him. “Was that any better?” You asked. He nodded, the only thing that moved on his face were his eyes, they had something in them you hadn’t seen before.

“Could I just make a note?” He asked.

“Yeah sure I need all the help I could get.”

He walked close to you “the uhm chorus” he continued “that’s the point move right?”

You nodded.

“I think you just need more fluidity there, yknow pretend your body is made of water.”

You went to the chorus of the song and hit play, the move was a body roll, and he was right you were still a bit stiff. You did it a few more times.

“Would it be okay if I guided you?” He asked.

You could feel that blush creeping back on your cheeks “yeah that’s, that is absolutely fine.” You heard your voice crack, you hoped he couldn’t tell you were nervous. You’d known him for some time but you had never been so close to him until now. He snaked his hands around your waist “play it again” he said close to your ear. You felt goosebumps on your neck.

You played the chorus again, and he used his hands to guide your body in the right way. The move looked much more fluid with his help.

Once it was over you both just stood there staring at the mirror in front of you. His hands were still on your waist, and both of your faces were red.

You turned around to face him, still in his arms. He stared down at you and did something you would have never expected. He kissed you.

You had no idea how long the kiss lasted but you just leaned into it. It felt much more natural than you assumed. He guided you, it almost felt like a dance in itself. Once you finally pulled away from each other you both smiled.

“Sorry” he said “that’s not how I wanted to do that.”

“What?” You asked, had he wanted to kiss you before?

“I mean I like you y/n i probably have since I met you.”

You were perplexed, never did you think Hoshi would like you back.

“I-I like you too, admittedly even before we met.”

He laughed “I knew it, you were a fan so you just had to train at Hybe.”

“Well now you can say you’re my fan.”

He smiled at you again “you got me there, yknow you’re probably my bias.”

“Oh god please never say that again.”

You both laughed. Then his phone pinged. “Shit the guys are on their way.”

“Oh like all of them?”

He nodded “yeeaahhh I came here an hour early to play around with new choreo to teach them but….we know how that turned out.”

“It’s been an hour already?!” You checked your phone and sure enough it was 2am. “Shit I’ve got to get to sleep I have to be at a radio show like crazy early.

You started to rush out but then turned around before opening the door “are you busy this time tomorrow night?”

Hoshi shook his head “nope I’ve got a free night, why do you wanna kiss some more?” He jokingly winked at you. He was such a dork which was also why you liked him. “If you come to my dorm I can cook you a fabulous meal of instant ramen and we can watch some high class entertainment such as anime off a pirated site.”

“Sounds like a date.” You gave each other a smile again before you headed out of the practice room. You were happy you left when you did because you passed by a few members of Seventeen on your way out of the building. You know Hoshi would never hear the end of it if they walked in and you were still in the room.

As you laid in your bed for the night you got a text, you opened it to see it was from him.

maybe you could show me that dance again tomorrow night ;)

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[crystalflygeo]

Safeword. ft Zhongli + fem!reader

cw/tags: a bit of anxiety/panic attack, bit of dirty talk but it's all praise, bit of nipple play and fingering, safeword use, bondage (tied arms, blindfold) hurt/comfort, aftercare, just reader in general dealing with negative feelings but being comforted PLEASE BE WARNED IF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. READ THE TAGS.

notes: I literally just woke up and wrote this in a rush in my phone lmao what. Listen my mood jumps between depressed and horny and I've always loved safeword use and aftercare done right, it is very important and intimate. Also who doesn't want Zhongli softly soothing and kissing them? I almost made this gender neutral reader but I ended up being self indulgent so sorry.

Everything felt hot, too hot, but not in a good way. It was... sticky, ah, uncomfortable.

You squirm a little, shifting on your legs until you feel Zhongli's hands slowly caress your skin, making you shiver. His breath fans your neck "Good girl.” He mumbles at your shoulder, and kisses there.

Yes, this was fine. This is what you wanted, to just let go and release that pent up energy.

Right?

"Hmm... you've been so stressed lately, darling, haven't you?" His strong hands start massaging and kneading at your shoulders and you groan, it feels pretty good.

Until one of his palms lowers to your chest and starts playing with one of your nipples and you hiss. It hardens under his attention, sure, but feels... odd, it kind of hurts.

You shift again awkwardly, and the rope holding your wrists together digs into your skin.

You don't know what's wrong but something is. You don't feel the same lightheadedness as usual, in fact you're hyperaware, parted lips panting but the pressure is not on your lower belly, it’s at your chest instead. It feels cold, empty, oppressive.

Your hands clench into fists and you whimper.

Zhongli kisses around your chest down to your navel and that feels good too, tender, loving. His voice soothes you, even though you feel oddly disconnected.

"You look so beautiful my dear, laid out like this."

Did you really? The anxiety starts gnawing at you, body tense. Your mind is far away, going over some dumb mistake you made some days ago, some stupid thing you said last week...

You've been so frustrated lately, feeling sad, and angry, and disappointed and-

Zhongli's thumb circles over your clit and you gasp and keen, hips jerking on reflex.

Oh. That felt good, but-

But then why did you feel so wrong?

"Z-Zhongli." You hiccup. Voice wobbly, you feel your eyes start to water. What is wrong with you? You're suffocating. Choked up. Sweaty and awkward and-

His fingers dip inside you and you clench on them, crying out.

"Fuck... Y/N you're so tight." He rasps.

It's too much, you can't, you can't-

"Hng r-red. Red!"

In an instant you feel the mattress dip and shift with his weight as Zhongli quickly takes off your blindfold, and just like that the damn breaks. You start crying and hyperventilating as he curses and immediately frees your hands.

"Y/N, my love, are you alright? I'm so sorry." He starts, and though his voice is leveled as ever you can feel the slight stutter of panic. "It's alright, everything is okay, I'm sorry."

You shake your head, crying into your hands, you want to tell him it's not him. It's never him. But words fail you, you breath stutters.

You know he won't touch you without explicit permission, so you lean into him, your smaller frame trembling as you press closer to his chest. You need this. You need him.

"May I embrace you darling?" You nod frantically and feel his arms curl around you just so slightly, as to not make you feel trapped. One of his hands sweeps your hair over your shoulder and starts rubbing circles on your back, soft. "Is this alright?" He asks.

You nod and try to find your voice again "S-sorry. Sorry... don't k-know... wh-what's wrong."

Zhongli shushes you gently. "Please my love breathe, focus on calming down, slowly. It's ok. Just breathe. I'm so glad you used your safeword. You did well."

You placed a hand at your chest feeling your fast paced heartbeat and trying to calm down a little, regulating your breathing, leaning onto his comfortable touch and words.

You made Zhongli worry, you panicked out of nowhere and still don't know why, you feel dumb, needy, annoying. "S-sorry I'm-" You sob. "Don't know what's wrong...” You repeat unable to find words to express that creeping cold numb feeling that took hold you. “Please d-don't be upset." You add quietly.

You hear him sigh, his hand never stopping tracing soft shapes on your skin. "May I kiss you?" He asked instead and you gave a weak nod. Zhongli planted a soft kiss on your hair, on your forehead. "My dear, I would never be upset. I love you. I'd never wish to make you uncomfortable, I'm sorry I didn't notice in time." Zhongli sighs again, heavy. "But right now, I need you to calm down, you don't have to explain or apologize at all, what matters is that you're safe, and I'm here for you for anything you need."

Your eyes flutter close and minutes pass by while he holds you, whispering sweet nothings, your breathing calming down to a steady rhythm. You place a small fleeting kiss against his shoulder and he replied by nuzzling at the top of your head. After a while, you shift and look up at him, red puffy eyes staring at his beautiful cor lapis ones.

"Better?" He asks, swiping his thumb over your cheek tenderly. You nod. "Would you like to eat something? Or I can prepare a bath for you?"

Oh he's so doting, your heart flutters. "Zhongli I'm- I'm sorry I didn't want to make you worry." You can see he's holding back from objecting again but lets you continue. "It's just... I've been so stressed lately and I thought, if we... played... I could let out all that. I-It did feel good! But then it was just... too much. I don't know." You avert your gaze. “It wasn’t you I promise, I just got overwhelmed and everything felt… wrong.”

Zhongli caresses your cheek with his knuckles softly "As I said, you have nothing to apologize for dear, and I'm glad you spoke up. I'd be happy to offer you whatever support you want and take care of you. You're beautiful, hardworking, strong, kind, and I love you."

You feel your cheeks heat slightly and let out a small smile. You're truly literally blessed to have him. "C-Can I... take you up on that bath offer?"

He chuckles, and it's so refreshing. "Of course." He kisses you again and you nuzzle into his touch this time.

"I love you too, Zhongli. Thank you."

[vinetae]

Sleepless Hours - JJK

summary: sharing a bed wasn't the easiest thing for Jungkook. Especially when it's sleeping next to Namjoon's friend... AKA, his crush..

Genre: Fluff, Smut, comedy, F2L, Only one bed trope

Warnings: cute talks and cuddles. More cuddles. Jimin's a cockblock. Mentions of Jungkook's dick once- no. Twice. Dummies in love, late night talks and cuddles.

A/n: Smut update because someone tagged this sad excuse for a oneshot in their masterlist recs. Actually I took the banner pic lol. So aestheticccc. Maybe I wrote a whole fanfic just for the purpose of sharing this pic

Maybe I didn't. You'll never know.

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Your hand pushes down onto the hotel's door, sliding the keyboard back to Jungkook's hand once he sets all the bags down. You chuckle, as Jimin shuts the door behind you three.

"You know, I could've carried my own stuff, Kook." He smiles, shaking his head. "Nah, nah. I needed the workout."

Your eyes roll, as you begin to unpack you things. Namjoon had invited you to the LA tour with him, not knowing that girlfriend had been wanting to go too. So, Jungkook ended up buying you an extra ticket, ironically sat right beside him. And when you had to figure out sleeping arrangements, Jungkook kept you tight and close. Suggesting that you could bunk with him and Jimin in their hotel room for the trip since Namjoon's girlfriend had been wanting some.. alone time with her spouse. *So to say*..

You reach up to pop your back, groaning from exhaustion. "So," you shake your head, along with your body to rid itself of the sleepiness. "Who's sleeping where?"

They both share a similar look, eyebrows raising. Jungkook speaks up. "Oh.. we didn't really think about that.."

Your arms cross playfully, slinging your clean clothes across your arm, planning on heading into the shower once their Vlive starts. The walls had been pretty thick, so you're almost positive the fans wouldn't be able to hear water running. If they had, jimin said he could say that Hobi's shower hadn't been working and just decided to crash with them for the night.

Jungkook takes a glance around the room, watching as you're quick to pull out the sofa bed in one go. You straighten up, dusting your hands off as if they had been dirty. "What?" You ask, head tilting at his surprised look.

He shakes his head. "Nothing it's just.."

Jimin cuts in, popping a small French fry into his mouth. "He thinks it's hot."

Your lips curve into a smile, shrugging. "Well it's winter right now but.. it might get a little hot later if we leave the A/C off." Jungkook chuckles at your overlook of his Hyung's comment, grabbing the phone to start and order some food.

Jimin rolled his eyes, chuckling under his breath at your obvious miss of his hint.

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Jungkook thanking the man, before letting you know it had been safe to come out of hiding from the barn-doored bathroom. He sets the delivery bags down, locking the door behind himself.

"Oh uhm- Y/n if you can go ahead and eat that'd be great." He comments, while Jimin's already on the floor, using the little move-able foot stool as a table.

You nod, grabbing some of your things to eat at the table alone while the two boys had set everything for the live.

They sure did love their fans, you thought. A smile tugging your lips as you begin to dig in.

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Your hands come to reach upwards, removing the last bit of clothing before stepping into the fogged up shower. It had been one of the luxurious showers you'd have ever taken. A gold nob and handles on the side, with stone marble tiles and flooring. LED lights rimmed the crystal clear reflection in the mirror, making it seem as if it had almost been a portal of some sort.

Yeah, a portal to richness.

Once you heard the two boys bidding a farewell to the stream, you walk out of the bathroom sporting a button up loose flannel, with some knee cut shorts. Jungkook's head turns from the side to admire your attire.

"Wow.."

You chuckle silently, taking a seat over by the table as to not cause any disturbance.

Too late.

Jungkook's cock was now harder than learning English. His eyes followed up the trails and dips of your thighs, before settling on the sculpture of your entire shown frame. Anything he could see, he basked in. Anything of yours, he practically wished he could have between his lips.

It wasn't until Jimin had to stab at his leg under the table non-chalantly, acting as if he'd been trying to read the comments that had been speeding by. Jungkook flinches, eyes trying to focus on what had been on hand here. His hand comes to reach for a pillow, using it to lean on for the live. When in actuality, it had been concealing how much he really liked you.

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You sigh, flopping to the back of the couch, as the two boys stayed flat on the floor, continuing to eat the rest of their delivered rice and Jajangmyeon noodles. Jungkook sat between the space just in front of your legs… on accident.

Or so he had claimed.

When in reality, he'd been using the sneakiest tactics to try and slowly lean further and further against your thighs without you noticing.

You had. Obviously.

Your mouth gaps, letting a large yawn escape. Eyes lulling shut, playing a mental game of 'sleep no sleep'. You lay back onto the pull out sofa bed, snuggling into the comfort of it's cozy sheet set. Once the two had been done eating their meals, they started to clean up. Careful as to not disturb your half asleep figure. Jimin leans close to jungkook while washing the beer Glas he'd been drinking from during dinner.

"So, you sleeping there with her?" Jungkook nods, setting one more glass into the sink for his Hyung to wash. Jimin's eyes glance towards your sleepy self, chuckling.

"Do I need to go ask if I can sleep with Hoseok?" Jungkook's cheeks redden, shrugging.

"No no, I'm kidding. No, you can stay, Hyung. I'm really tired anyways." Jimin's eyebrow quirks, not truly believing his younger brother-figure, but is too exhausted from the long flight to even care at this point.

Once Jimin's done with the dishes, he makes his way towards the king suite bedroom, shutting the door behind himself.

Jungkook turns to the side, startled by your sat up and perked figure.

"Hey." You shyly comment, as he's making his way towards the bed, fixing some of the sheets.

"Hey" he mirrors, before making his way to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he returns, prepped and ready for a goodnight sleep. Well.. what he thought he'd have a good night sleep in.

Turns out, you're a huge bed hog. Twisting over to the opposite side, snatching away 92% of his comforter. He rolls to your side, gently leaning over your body to shake you awake.

"Y/n.." he softly calls out.

"Y/n.." a little louder.

Then,

"Y/N! He yelps, sighing in frustration from your lack of response.

Alright then. You were a heavy sleeper as well.

His hand comes to lightly graze your shoulder, trying once more to calmly wake you. Your body rolls onto it's back, as your begin to let out little snores.

Cute, Jungkook thought.

He tugs the blanket a bit more, trying to get comfortable on his back, letting out a relaxed sigh.

Until an arm hits him in the face.

Sitting up, he's quick to assess the room, chuckling from seeing that it had been your arm. Not some crazy fan trying to kidnap him.

He lays back down once again, shuffling with the paper-like sheets before finally finding a comfortable position. As his eyes are finally being able to drift to dreamland, a figure wraps itself around his midsection. Legs tangling up in his, on their own. His eyes peep open, head turning to the side to smile at your cute position. Face nuzzle into his side, digging its way to move his arm up and around you.

Yet, you had still remained completely unconscious.

"Jeez, Y/n.. you could sleep through a zombie apocalypse, huh?" He chuckles.

You nod, "mhm".

His eyes widen, lowering his head to sleep that you'd been completely awake and aware now. Eyes drawing into his, as your arms come around to pull him your body closer.

Ohhh shit.

There goes his dick again.

"I-I.. didn't know you were awake.." Your lips tug into smile, lifting your head to rest it on the crease of his shoulder. Eyes doe-like and wide, gazing into his own.

The world seemed to stand still. Not a sound was to made. A breath to be exhaled. As if it has just been you and hi-

"Jungkook I asked if I was needing to go sleep with Hobi tonight.." Jimin chuckles, throwing a pillow to your side of the bed. Before you know it, you're squished between the two very differentiating men. Jungkook's arm wrapped around your body to keep your close to him, as Jimin laid to the side of you, turned to face the brightly lit window's nightly glow.

Jungkook's head lifts to glance over to Jimin. "Uh- Hyung, I thought you were sleeping in the king bed."

Jimin chuckles, turning to face Jungkook, as you pull yourself closer into his embrace. Jimin's lips fall quietly, as he calmly speaks.

"Namjoon said he doesn't trust you with his friend." Jungkook faints a hurt expression, gasping.

"Me? Why not?"

Jimin's eyebrows wiggle, eyes quickly taking a glance to Jungkook's prominent cock poking through the sheets.

"Oh, I don't know. Just a guess."

Jimin laughs softly, before rolling over to rhe middle, scooting in between the two of you. You sigh, lightly hitting at Jimin's shoulder, making him smile.

"Abuse me all you want. I'm not letting there be any baby Kookies running around anytime soon."

With this, you and Jungkook both decide in unanimously giving up after ten minutes of try to persuade his hyung, who'd been stone cold.

And Jungkook had still been stone hard.

Settling for falling asleep while holding hands across Jimin's lightly snoring body.

Letting sleep consume the three of you in a peaceful manner.

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It's 2am, I'm going to sleep lol.

[one-vivid-judgment]

A beach date with Ichiban, Joongi, Tomi and Chitose pls! 🌞🍹

A CHI-CHAN REQUEST GUYS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, MY BABY GIRL IS HERE 😭😭

Ichiban Kasuga

He’s down for just about anything, but one thing about him is that he can’t ever just stay still. So long as it doesn’t end up with him butt naked and arrested for public indecency again, he’ll love to spend a good day at the beach with you.

Chances are, he’s diving face first into the sea as soon as you get there. You’ll never get how he can strip out of his clothes so quickly. And you bet he’s asking you to join him, big smirk on his face and enjoying himself like a little kid swimming in the sea for the first time (considering he spent such a long time in jail, Hawaii probably was his first experience with this, and you bet he’s taking full advantage of it).

Will try to pull the puppy eyes so you stay a little longer. Whether it’s because you’re tired of swimming and want a break and Ichi doesn’t want to have fun all by himself, or because it’s getting late and you really should be leaving, but Ichi wants to watch the sunset with you (hey, it’s romantic! Don’t blame him!)

Joongi Han

Vibrating internally because yes, he did book a flight to Hawaii out of spite, but he really didn’t get that much time to just relax. When he did get to go to the beach after the whole ‘Akane and Lani are in danger and we have to go to Nele Island ASAP’ was settled, Seonhee asked him to fan her while she was sunbathing. The beach has honestly been kind of a frustrated dream for him so far, and he is excited.

He likes swimming more for training purposes, not so much to just have fun. If you want to go swimming, then sure, he’ll go along, but he probably will get out after a while. Making sandcastles on the other hand... Now that is something he can spend hours doing. It may sound childish to some people, but as Joongi himself puts it, “it is an art,” and he has mastered it. It’s not like he ever got to have a normal childhood and play in the sand like other normal children—think of it as ‘healing his inner child’.

The type who prefers the beach at night. It looks prettier and there aren’t a lot of people around. Full-beach-days are nice every once in a while, but if it were up to him, he’d rather go in the evening, watch the sunset, drink something at the bar nearby, maybe get a fruit salad or something else that’s sweet and nice to have in the hot weather, then just take a walk near the shore.

Eric Tomizawa

Honestly, he is a little tired of the beach. Between driving clients to and from there, Ichiban taking them all there, and just the fact that he’s been living in Hawaii his whole life, it’s getting a bit tiring. However, if you want to have a beach day, he won’t say no. A date is a date.

Likes playing volleyball or a nice game of cards more than swimming itself. The sea is nice and he will take a dive once or twice, but really, his favorite part about the beach is just chilling under the parasol. Cold beer, nice cool shade, tasty food. What else could he possibly ask for?

Poor man gets sunburn so easily. He’ll spend the whole day at the beach, putting on sunscreen basically every hour or two, and he’ll still get burnt. At this point, you’ve accepted it as just... something that will happen regardless. You keep aloe vera cream at home for this reason alone—not that Tomi is complaining about getting a massage, he just wishes it didn’t have to involve this; sunburn fucking sucks and he can’t move properly for at least a week until they heal.

Chitose Fujinomiya

Oh, she loves the beach! Pretty much like Ichiban, she’ll jump into the sea as soon as you get there, except she’ll straight up drag you along instead of trying the puppy eyes strategy. If she has to push you into the water to get you to swim with her, she will. You don’t want to test her.

Always carries a purse full of products with her to the beach. Sunscreen, sunglasses, lip balm, aloe vera cream, wipes, a hairbrush, flip flops, bobby pins, lotion, you name it. She likes sunbathing as much as the next girl, but she also hates getting sunburn, so it’s better safe than sorry. If it’s too heavy, she can just ask you to carry her bag!

She will ask to stay until the sun sets because she’s a romantic like that, and there is nothing more romantic than watching a Hawaiian sunset with your partner, is there? Besides, there is a bar right next to the beach, so it’s the perfect setting: get a drink (blue Hawaii, anyone?), sit down, watch as the sun goes away. It doesn’t matter how many times she sees it, it will always take her breath away.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Hey there I have a request for you! Picture the scene:There’s a heatwave in Santa Carla and everyone is trying their best to stay cool including the boys who are in the cave trying to block any sunlight in the cave,but sense the boys don’t have air conditioning or water they are mostly stuck inside when the fem reader comes in the cave to find them laying around the main entrance of the cave sweating like crazy and bored,when the reader had a idea her idea is to invite them to her house and make blood frozen treats like popsicles!

If you like the idea 😅

Frozen blood is better than ice cream

warning : fluff

masterlist

Info : Thanks for the request it was really fun to write it especialy because of the hot temperature here in Germany and it reminded me off a scene from the Movie : Only Lovers Left Alive (also a vampire movie) where they also have blood ice cream :)

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It was too hot in Santa Carla in one of the worst and warmest summers in history. The plants died, the trees withered and the people of Santa Carla suffered from the heat. Young and old alike, they all sweated under the hot sun.

They sought refuge in the blue, cool sea that had not yet been warmed by the sun, raided the ice cream parlours or jumped into their own pools if they could afford it.

But this did not apply to all the inhabitants of Santa Carla. There was a small group of four creatures who were able to escape the sun but had nothing against it to protect themselves.

A group that only had the shade and the night, as well as sleep, which in such temperatures was more likely to end in a sweat bath than anything else.

But the five members of the group hardly noticed any of this. Instead of sweat, the young woman had a smile on her face as she rode her motorbike over the long, seemingly endless road.

The wind was pleasantly cool and she was happy to see her four bats. During the summer she had hardly felt any of the heat.

Whether it was because of all the ice she had stashed away, the latest air conditioning system or the ten fans in her house was a debate.

But now, in the late afternoon, when the temperatures were cooling down to some extent, at least in her mass, she ventured out again.

Which is why she decided to check on her four creatures first.Vampires and heat, what do they look like? she asked herself, smiling slightly as she imagined four bats in a swimming ring.

All enjoying a swim maybe in the moonlight but still with sun creams one could never be too careful. Whether human or vampire, both would surely get sunburnt.

Coming to a stop a few metres before the entrance, she switched off the motorbike. The sun was still relatively high despite the time of day.

Even though she enjoyed the warmth to a certain extent, at some point it was too unbearably hot even for her.

Which is why, with a delighted grin, she set off into the cave to see her four favourite people. At least that was her plan.

Walking along the stony dark rocky path that was still lightly illuminated by the last rays of the sun. A few moments later she found herself in the cave that was the home of her four friends.

But no sooner had she taken a few more steps into the cave than she startled when she felt a hand on her ankle.

Cold and clawing at her, the person pulled herself up slightly. ,,Please-please-please make me human," she heard Paul plead as he lay on the floor, exhausted from the heat and looking as if he would fall over at any moment.

Hastily putting him on his back and trying to help him somehow, she heard Marko's dark giggle shortly afterwards. ,,Nothing's wrong with him, he's just sweating and bored," the blond said and carefully fanned himself with one of his pets' pigeon wings. She doubted whether this would really do any good.

But she also saw that the blond curly head was sweating and leaning more and more against the once cold stone wall. ,,Like all of us," she heard David's voice, half-trying not to touch too much in his chair. The material must be hot, she thought, and even saw that he wasn't wearing a cigarette.

Even for that it was apparently too hot for the leader. Understandable. ,,Mhh" grumbled Dwayne who made his way down from the ceiling of the cave to them.

She looked at the duct tape in his hand and saw that they had closed all the holes with cardboard, paper and other things, including duct tape.

It was makeshift but holding. ,,Nice device," she murmured and saw the short nod of Dwayne who, like the others, also had a layer of sweat on his body. ,,My poor vampires," she began and looked at the others again until she slowly realised that the four of them had no real option but to stay inside.

At least during the day when they didn't want to be fried. ,,Maybe I have something for you, come and see me, it might help!" she called and ran out of the cave with a wave and an encouraging look.

She knew exactly what she could give the four of them to cool them down. It would take a little effort, but her four sweet vampires deserved a reward.

Especially in this heat. Which is why it didn't surprise her that just a few hours later, when the sun had set, the doorbell rang. ,,Come in, you humans," she quipped, and heard Paul and Marko giggling as they pretended to take off their coats and hats.

After the five of them stood in the living room and practically threw themselves in front of the fans, she smiled.

All that's missing is a swimming hoop, she thought and giggled as she imagined the four of them swimming in a pool. ,,You said you had something for us," she heard David say, still holding his cigarette.

The last thing she wanted was the smell of smoke to last forever. Nodding, she disappeared for a moment into the kitchen.

The sound of the freezer opening and closing could be heard before she returned with five popsicles. ,,Ice cream!" Paul shouted and was about to reach for them when Dwayne slapped his hand away and grabbed the woman's wrist. ,,You didn't have to do that," he said quietly and she nodded knowingly.

Knowing that the others also saw the plaster on her wrist. Which was holding the wound in place.

Now the others seemed to slowly understand as they smelled the sweet familiar odour emanating from the ice carried through the room by the fans. ,,I know...but I wanted to give you something cool and delicious...an ice cream that tastes good" she replied and put one of the popsicles in each of their hands. Before she took the light vanilla ice cream and licked it.

Giving a satisfied sigh, the others also tried the ice cream. First it was just a nod, then a satisfied sigh before a loud ,,Yummy!" came from Paul and Marko, which was supported by David and a ,,Really good" from Dwayne.

Satisfied that the four of them liked her frozen blood and ice cream, she sat down on the chair next to a fan and watched her four vampires.

All happy with a smile on their lips as they lapped up the ice cream. Despite the heat that was still raging outside, it was more than just pleasantly cool for the five of them. It was bleeding cold.

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[promptthebear]

Hello! 🐰 may I please get prompt number 23 with Arthur Fleck please?😭

Here you go! Sorry this is so late, and congratulations on being my first Arthur prompt!

Arthur Fleck x Reader

Prompt: Why can't I braid your hair?

CW: Penny is having a mild delusional episode and Arthur gives her some of her medications. Some mentions of Arthur being bullied at work. Mild swearing. Let me know if I miss anything! 2nd person, reader is referred to as "you", no physical description of reader mentioned, F!reader

A/N: There's some stuff in this that's basically me experimenting with my personal head canons about side characters. Ie. Gary being married with children and Randall being divorced. It's mostly there to give the conversation between Arthur and the reader a more realistic flavour. I was just going for something really comfortable and domestic feeling for this. Enjoy!

It was only after he heard the clunk of the deadbolt closing and the feeling of familiar, worn flooring under his feet did Arthur finally feel like he could breath again. Yes, the apartment was still a shitty little hole in the wall that reeked of cigarette smoke and where the hot water came out from the tap a copper colour half the time, but it was also his own personal oasis. A sanctuary where the two of you could shut out the rest of the world and bask in the solace of each other’s company.

He could feel the grime and grief of the day slowly start to dissipate as he padded down the hall, his sock feet no more than a whisper on the threadbare carpeting. It was a little early in the day for you to be home, but he could hear the sound of the TV, a faint drone that was still too far away for him to make out anything distinctive.

If it was the daily newscast, then it was probably Penny watching. She never missed a chance to catch sight of Thomas Wayne, no matter how brief. If the local baseball game was on instead, then Penny was napping and you’d be getting dinner started. The Gotham Knights were the worst team in the Tri-State area, but you were a loyal fan all the same.

What greeted Arthur when he rounded the corner and came into the living room, however, temporarily stopped him cold in his tracks. The TV was on, yes, but at a much lower volume than the ear shattering blare his mother preferred. Penny was awake too, still dressed in her robe and slippers, but awake never the less. Instead of occupying her usual perch on her favourite chair and basking in the glow of the flickering screen, Penny was doing her own version of pacing. Arthur watched as she shambled from one side of the room to the other, muttering quietly under her breath to someone only she could see.

After deciding she was only having a mild episode and not a complete break from reality this time, Arthur pulled his eyes away from Penny and began to search the room for you. It was only on his third pass of the space that he realized the reason he kept missing you. What he thought was a pile of laundry on the couch, was in fact your body, lying half sunk into the cushions. You were still wearing your work scrubs, as well as your shoes, and your head was buried beneath a stack of sofa pillows. You hadn't let out so much as a whimper since he'd walked in, or even let on that you knew he was home.

“Sweetheart? You alright?”

Within seconds, Arthur was kneeling by your side, contorting his body between the sofa and the coffee table to get to close to you as possible. At the sound of his voice, you stirred slightly, and brought up a hand to lift up a corner of the bottom pillow in the stack. A bloodshot, dark rimmed eye stared back at Arthur from beneath it, and he instinctively reached out to run a soothing hand down your back. He’d been through enough bad days with you to recognize the warning signs, even when you hadn’t said a word.

“Migraine again?” he asked, purposely keeping his voice low and even so as not to cause you any further discomfort.

The pillows wobbled precariously as you nodded in reply. Arthur sighed, before glancing over his shoulder to look back at Penny. In the short amount of time it had taken him to come over to you, his mother had stopped her pacing, and was staring at him as though she was now just realizing who he was.

“Happy?”

“I’m here Mom.” he said, placing a hand on the nearby armrest so he could push himself to his feet “Did you get your medication today?”

“She missed her third dose” your voice was half muffled by the pillow “Mrs. Bianci from downstairs called my job around three-ish to say she heard yelling coming from our place and she was worried. I caught an early train home, but the migraine hit before I could do anything for Penny, I’m sorry.”

Arthur bit at his bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood but with enough force that the pain it caused overwhelmed any lingering frustration. He could feel the laughter, unwelcome and oh so insistent, clawing at the back of his throat, trying to break free. He grit his jaw against it, forcing it back down as best he could. Doing this too often would eventually trigger a fit that would last hours instead of seconds, but the last thing you needed right now was for him to be out of commission.

He knew your migraines only came around in times of extreme stress, and as much as he loved her, he was also very much aware of just how stressful dealing with Penny could be. You’d tried your hardest to get along with her since you’d moved in, but Penny was stubborn at the best of times and hateful at the worst, especially when it came to who administered her daily dose of medication.

“Let me get Mom comfortable, and then we’ll get you looked after, okay?” He said, smiling down at you.

You gave Arthur a wobbly smile in return from beneath your pillow cavern. The gesture almost broke Arthur’s heart, you were trying so hard to put on a happy face for him and play it off like things weren’t so bad. If anyone knew how that felt, he certainly did.

It didn’t take long to crush up Penny’s next round of pills into a pudding cup, and even less time to coax her into her recliner in front of the news. By the time the first commercial break started playing, she was already lulled into a blissful stupor, a dreamy look on her face as her glassy eyes watched the screen without actually seeing it.

Once he was sure his mother was settled, Arthur then turned his focus entirely towards you. Without needing to be asked, you had already sat up, your stack of pillows sitting neatly on the floor while you waited for Arthur to join you. The springs squawked in protest as he sat down on the cushion farthest away from you. As soon as he was ready, you crawled over and placed your head on his lap, with your face turn upwards towards the ceiling.

“Comfy?” he asked, once again smiling down at you. A loose lock of hair was hanging across your face, and he reached down, tucking it behind your ear with nimble fingers.

“Best seat in the house” you replied, your voice a hoarse whisper. “Thanks for doing this, Arthur.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

With that, Arthur brought his hands down to either side of your face, with one arm draping over your torso while the other sat atop the armrest. He moved his thumbs over your temples, and began to massage the skin there in tiny, circular motions.

The effect on you was almost instantaneous. Arthur watched as your eyes fluttered shut, and he could feel the tension leave your body as you settled more firmly against his legs. The migraine would’ve eventually run its course whether he was here to help you or not, but the two of you had discovered this trick could sometimes turn hours of agonizing pain into a more manageable level of discomfort.

“How was work?”

Arthur couldn’t help but smile again, even though he knew you wouldn’t see it. You could be having the worst day of your life, and yet you always found time to check in with him. It made him feel like each time you asked that question, you were really interested in what he had to say, and not just making polite conversation or because of some unspoken sense of obligation.

“It was okay,” he replied, making sure to keep his voice soft “Hoyt’s been looking into getting me a position in the Founder’s Day parade next week, since I’m more comfortable in front of crowds than the other guys, and Gary’s wife is pregnant again.”

“Oh, good for Ella. That’s what, their third together?”

“Fourth, actually.”

“Jesus Christ, any more and she’s going to make Gary sleep outside.”

Arthur let out a quiet chuckle, in part because he appreciated the joke and also because he was relieved to see your usual sense of humour returning. That usually meant you were slowly starting to feel a bit better.

“I mean, yeah. But she probably never gets migraines either.”

A faint crease appeared on your forehead, more from confusion than discomfort.

“How do you figure that?”

Arthur felt his cheeks heat up, a wicked grin playing about his lips.

“Well, cause of all the kids, you know? Randall says there’s nothing better for a headache than a good fuck.”

“Arthur! Oh my god!”

One of your hands came up, and gently smacked Arthur on his chest. He laughed, a warm and genuine sound that burbled from deep in his gut, the complete opposite to what came out during his fits. You were laughing too, though it was a much more subdued giggle than usual, most likely due to the migraine.

“Your Mom is right there!” you said, cracking open an eye to shoot him an admonishing look.

“She’s not listening to us.” he replied, still grinning. “Those blue ones will keep her out for hours. Watch.”

He turned his head slightly to the side, his green eyes coming to rest on Penny in her chair. The older woman hadn’t even glanced away from the screen, despite the ruckus you two were making.

“Hey Mom. The martians have landed and they wanna make me president of the United States.”

“That’s nice, Happy.” came Penny’s answer, as cheerful and calm as though Arthur had just told her the price of milk.

“See?” he said, looking back down at you. “I could say anything and that’s exactly what she would say back every single time.”

“Okay, okay.” you replied. Both your eyes were open now, and you were staring back up at Arthur “But you shouldn’t be listening to Randall anyway, especially when it comes to anything he says about women. He’s been divorced at least twice. If anything, you should be doing the opposite of what he says.”

“You been talking to Gary?” Arthur asked as he reached down and gently tapped your nose with the tip of his finger “Because he tells me the exact same thing.”

“It’s a conspiracy” you said, scrunching up your nose and sticking out your tongue at him. You looked so cute, Arthur had to resist the urge to lean down and cover your face in kisses. It certainly seemed like you were doing better, but the last thing he wanted to do was cause you unnecessary discomfort.

Instead, he chose to lean down and place a gentle kiss on your forehead. The gesture made his curls slip from his shoulders and hang around his face like a curtain. You stared up at him, momentarily fascinated by the image and the way the sunlight picked up on the silver streaks that clustered near his temples.

“Your hair is getting kind of long.”

You reached up and wound a strand of it around your finger, watching as it sprung back into place the second it was released. Arthur chuckled softly, and caught your hand in his own so he could kiss your fingertips.

“Yeah. Mom thinks I need a haircut.”

“No!” you said, sitting up so suddenly you almost whacked your head off Arthur’s chin. Arthur’s eyes went wide, both from surprise at the intensity of your reaction and out of concern that you would agitate yourself further.

“I mean,” you continued, your cheeks starting to turn pink “You should cut it if you want to. But I…well, I like it this length.”

“Yeah?” The shock on his face melted away, and was quickly replaced by a wide, easy smile “I mean, I don’t mind it like this. But you’ll have to teach me how to take better care of it. Sometimes it’s hard to fit under my wig at work, and it gets matted if I leave it loose under there.”

“I can help” you said, shifting your position on the sofa so you were sitting with your feet touching the floor and your body turned towards Arthur “I could put it in a ponytail. Or maybe a braid?”

It was Arthur’s turn to scrunch up his nose, though you could tell from the strain in his smile that he wasn’t being playful.

“A braid? Me? I mean it’s nice of you to offer but I’m not sure-”

He trailed off, leaving you to fill in the gaps. What Arthur wasn’t telling you painted an all too vivid picture in your mind. You reached for his hand and clasped it in one of your own. His skin felt cool and soft against the pad of your thumb as you ran it over his knuckles.

“Hey. Arthur. What’s wrong? Why can’t I braid your hair?”

For a moment, Arthur stared at the TV, as though he was in the same zombified state as Penny. A commercial for dish soap playing in the background kept the room from being completely silent, but you could feel one pushing its way into your conversation all the same. When Arthur was truly upset, he either let everything loose all at once or shut down entirely. You seemed to be the only person who could coax him into a happy middle.

“Babe?”

He let out a sigh that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, while his free hand came up to scratch at the back of his neck.

“It’s the guys at work,” he said, finally, his eyes still trained on the TV screen “They…well, they make fun of me, y’know? And I feel like if I came in with my hair braided then they’d…I’d never be able to live it down.”

“Screw them.” you shot back, your voice calm but firm “Aside from Gary, they’re all idiots. Who gives a shit what they think?”

Arthur studied you for a moment before answering, most likely weighing the choice between making you happy and having you fuss over him, or keeping up appearances for a bunch of people who never seemed to hesitate to kick him when he was down. In the end, it was an easy decision.

“Okay.” he relented “My next shift is on Monday. If you’re feeling well enough before then, you can braid my hair before I go in.”

You grinned up at him, and scooted closer so you could plant a kiss on his cheek. At the last second, Arthur turned his head, catching your mouth in a warm, sweet kiss that had you tingling down to your toes. When you broke apart, you found he was smiling in earnest, with none of the tension lingering in his face from before.

“You’re so wonderful, Arthur” you said, reaching up to cup the side of his face in your hand “And if anyone says anything about it, just remember, it’s only because they’re jealous that your girlfriend loves you so much”

Arthur leaned into your touch, and he if could’ve purred, you swore he would be. Despite his apprehension, you figured that when he realized just how much of your attention playing with his hair would get him, he’d change his mind about the whole thing pretty quickly.

“It helps to have someone who makes being wonderful so easy. Now, if you wanna get better, you should let me finish that massage before dinner.”

[dedicatednotobsessed]

I'm so glad there's someone writing for ewan! your fics of him have been great lately.

could u do one where ewan decides to do something sweet for her! she's been overworking herself in the past few days for a role and he just wants to see her relaxed and content. please? thank you 💜

Thank you 🥰 For more Ewan Mitchell/Aemond Targaryen or other HOTD characters + actors, drop a request in my inbox 💚

A Night In [Ewan Mitchell x Fem!Reader]

Other HOTD stories [requests open]

Summary: You had recently gotten a role that could boost your career massively. In order to prepare for it, you had been working nonstop it seems, your boyfriend being concerned for you. He urges you to take a weekend off and have a mini vacation away when he notices how wore out you are and wants to pamper you like the queen that you are….

You let out a sigh while walking into your small flat, taking your earbuds out. You had sweat beading down your face, having just come back from a run. You were already well into shape, yet you felt as though you needed to get more fit for this upcoming role.

“Honey, I’m home!” You called jokingly.

You smiled at your boyfriend as he walked out from the hallway, looking as though he just woke up. His brown hair was a bit messy with light bags under his eyes.

“You look like shit, love,” You teased turning to the fridge to get some water.

“Well, I’m not crazy enough to wake up before the sun rises,” Ewan said jokingly.

You giggled and smiled as he walked closer, wrapping his arms around you. “I have offered for you to go on runs with me.”

Ewan scrunched up his nose. “But I like my sleep,” He stated leaning down to kiss the side of your head before he went to make himself some tea. “Are you seriously still training though for that role?”

“Yes, Ewan.”

“Why?” He asked with furrowed brows while getting the kettle ready.

You laughed a bit. “What do you mean why, love?”

Ewan turned to you with crossed arms as he waited for the water to boil. “Well, you’re already fit enough and the diet you have yourself on is pretty intense.”

You waved him off a bit, taking a long drink of your water. “You worry too much, Ewan.”

“I’m just concerned. When was the last time you even had a break from all of this prepping?” He cocked a brow when you hesitated to respond. “The answer is never, am I correct?”

You looked down at the glass in your hand, furrowing your brows a bit. For as long as you could remember, Ewan has been protective over you and your health. It was not your first time doing an intense prepping for a role and the last time, it had ended up in a trip to the hospital. Much like your boyfriend, you were serious when it came to your roles, yet sometimes it was to the extreme. 

“Do you have any plans today with any of your girl friends?” He asked suddenly with a raised brow.

“Come on, Ewan,” You began with a small smile. “We both know I don’t have any friends,” You said jokingly.

Ewan laughed a bit and turned away to pour the boiling water into his mug. “Maybe it’s a good thing that you don’t have any friends because you’re crazy.”

You gasped, swatting at his chest when he turned back to you. “You, sir, are an asshole.”

Ewan laughed once more while pulling you close with a small smirk on his lips. He leaned down, kissing you gently on the lips before scrunching up his nose. “Love, you might want to go take a shower. You’re a bit sweaty.”

You hummed lightly while you got out of your steaming hot shower, a towel wrapped around your body and another running through your hair. You often took a while in the bathroom going between a facial routine to your hair and body routine in the shower. Ewan often teased you for taking showers as hot as the flames of hell and you returned saying you just wanted to be a Targaryen and so you bathed in extra hot water. The two of you were huge fans of the HBO series, always having Game of Thrones Sundays.

You walked into the master bedroom but slowed seeing a pair of your fluffy pajamas; pajamas you only wore on lazy days. You furrowed your brows while walking closer to the bed and picked up the sticky note which read:

Wear me :)

You giggled but decided to play Ewan’s little game. You slipped the pajamas and fuzzy socks on and headed out to the living room after drying your hair off. You looked around with a raised brow, not seeing your boyfriend.

“Ewan?” You called while walking over to the kitchen island. 

You raised a brow seeing another yellow sticky note and laughed a bit when you picked it up. “Oh my god,” You mumbled shaking your head a bit.

Ran to the store for pasta ingredients. Might be back before you get out because you take long ass showers. Love Ya! <3

“Dork.” 

You plopped down on the couch, scrolling through social media on your phone, glancing up when you heard the door open a few moments later. “I see you’re using our supply of sticky notes,” You teased with a small smirk.

Ewan chuckled a bit, setting the bags on the counter. “You’re wearing the pajamas I pulled out for you! Good, good.”

You raised a brow a bit while heading over to help him unpack the bags. You smiled lightly seeing a tub of cookies and cream ice cream, your favorite. “What are you planning here, Mitchell?” You asked with a raised brow.

He turned to you with a small but mischievous smirk. He pulled you close and kissed you lightly on the lips before smacking you playfully on the bum, chuckling when you gasped.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head. Go and relax on the couch while I got the cooking.”

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You let out a content sigh while cuddling up against Ewan, a giant bowl of cookies and cream ice cream in your lap. He had treated you to a nice dinner of spaghetti and meatballs which turned out pretty good. Between the two of you, you were more of the cook. You rarely let him cook after he almost burnt down your apartment the second time because he wanted to be cute and tried to surprise you.

You played a bit with your ice cream, smiling down at your bowl while season three of Game of Thrones was playing on the screen. He had been wanting to rewatch the show lately and you didn’t really know why, but you didn’t complain it. It brought back so many memories from when you watched it the very first time. How Ewan teased you when you cried during season three, episode nine, The Rains of Castamere or how you both cheered during season four, episode two, The Lion and the Rose.

“You don’t know how much I needed this,” You admitted with a laugh, setting your bowl on the coffee table in front of you.

Ewan smiled down at you and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close to him. “Oh, but I do, my love,” He said softly while kissing the side of your head when you laid your head on his chest. “That is my job as the boyfriend.”

You leaned up kissing him gently. “Well, you do a good job as the boyfriend.”

Ewan chuckled while returning your kiss. “I love you so much, Y/N,” He whispered against your lips.

“I love you too,” You replied with a small smile and laid your head back on his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat.

You closed your eyes feeling him rub your back lightly. Ewan had always been your comfort, your rock through everything. You were so thankful for him and you wouldn’t trade him in for anyone else in the entire world.

[glubglubsalmon]

Below The Surface

Eichi Tenshouin x Reader

Your family thinks you're just a big fan of late night swims. In reality, you're meeting someone.

Contains: NSFW, Merman Eichi x Human AFAB reader, underwater sex, Very mild dubcon, breeding, cockwarming

NSFW UNDER CUT MINORS DNI!

Dolphins, a well known animal that enjoy visiting the area of your parents beach-house. Usually you wouldn't agree to joining your parents on their yearly trip to the beach over spring. But your job has been working you to the bone and honestly... The escape sounds nice, even if you have to deal with your parents. The hot days reigned in and the cold nights followed and your mother was grating on your nerves. There was only one escape that wouldn't cost you a plane ticket.

A late night swim... that would later become one of many, and a yearly ritual.

Everybody knows dolphins are sexual creatures, but you had never met one as breathtaking as him.

Being only half dolphin and half a lean man with pale blonde hair and striking blue eyes. And being a male dolphin, he had his way with you, dragging you into the water and pulling your swimsuit off, roughly fucking his cock into you. The struggle was only at the beginning. You had initially assumed he was trying to drown you.

Two years later, you're back at the beach again, slipping out at night to run down to the beach. As soon as you reached the shoreline, the initially skimpy swimsuit seemed to just fall off your body at the rate you were stripping. Wading a few feet out into the water, a familiar fin popped out from the water, followed by a boy.

"Hi." your greeting was curt, hoping the moonlight wouldn't showcase your embarrassed face.

"It's nice to see you again, Princess." Eichi had been assuming you were a princess of the land, similar to how he was the Prince of the sea. You didn't want to tell him otherwise.

"Are you still sure about this?" If anything, you should be the one with doubts, but you still asked him.

"I assure you, there has to be some way I can make an heir with you. Even if we are different species, we must be similar enough."

He was always so obsessive. He always mentions how he wishes you would stay year-round. How he loves you.

"Nothing stops us from trying again." You felt your cheeks heat at your own words. But the way his eyes lit up was priceless. And yet again, he's grabbed you, dragging you deeper into the ocean. Despite his beauty, he is still an animal. He takes a sharp grab of your hips and shoves his cock inside you, setting a brutal pace, biting onto your neck as he slams his length deep into you.

Water occasionally fills your mouth, the harsh taste of the salt choking you and making your nails dig into his back.

"You WILL give me an heir." He muttered into your neck, and with a few harsh thrusts, he buried his cock into the hilt, shooting ropes of cum into you.

You both breathed heavily, panting. His hold was firm as he held you there, cold eyes watching you cough and spit out water. He refuses to pull out, wanting to make sure his seed has a chance to take.

"You're going to meet me again tomorrow, correct?"

"Ah, sure, but I have to go home soon." He seemed angered at your response. Sitting with you, silent for a few more minutes before delivering you to shallow water and swimming off.

AN: Dolphins tend to have sex for pleasure as well, but I liked the idea of their more rough, forced mating rituals.

[regular-lord-reckoner]

it has been a looooooong week, one of those where it feels like it's an entire month long

for starters, sometime last week i had a really busy day and finally stopped to take a shower because i'd been doing so much and was sweating all over the place and turns out...we didn't have any hot water !!

unfortunately the closet under the stairs where the water heater tank is at was where i put a bunch of stuff i pulled out of the laundry room until we could sort through it so i had to move all of that stuff AGAIN just to get to the tank but i was able to reset it and since then we've had hot water (albeit for shorter periods of time)

we had a plumber come out today anyway because of a leak with the ac unit line that he found last time he was here fixing a leak in my mom's shower so i told him about the water heater thing also.

he came out once before when this happened and was able to patch it, but we knew even then it was probably on its way out and he said he's been replacing a lot of those lately because they're getting to that point (i wanna say the one that's in there now is the one we had when we first moved in so....makes sense and my dad did say before he died that it was on its way out).

that'll probably be something for after the first of the year, just fingers crossed we're able to have enough hot water until then

the second thing is that on sunday our refrigerator started leaking !!

at first it was just a little bit, so little in fact i thought it was just from the doggo's water bowl that had gotten kicked by accident but it quickly progressed to the point where we started having to put towels down and even then it's like....every two hours they end up completely drenched and it's time to swap them out for new ones

that's been a big part of what my week has been, gathering up a bunch of sopping wet towels and throwing them in the wash and keeping the cycle going

even with that for the past two nights by the time my mom and i get up in the morning there's still a trail of water seeping out from beyond that (last night i put three right at the source and another one just beyond that and they were all completely soaked)

fortunately an appliance guy came out (same guy who fixed the dryer not too long ago) and he said he thinks it was from the water filter

i know it's probably been like...a year or more since i mentioned that it needed to be changed but we never got around to it and he showed me on the filter he pulled out where it was worn down and between that and the higher water pressure from the last time the plumber was here i think that may have been the issue

after the plumber finally left i ran to lowes and got another filter to replace the old one. i got it installed and so far so good, there doesn't appear to be any more leaking so fingers crossed that was indeed the issue and it's not something more serious !!

oh also, when he was pulling the fridge out we realized there's a bunch of broken glass back there so i got in there and tried to sweep as much of it up as i could and then mopped up all the water that was there as well

we're going to keep the fridge pulled out from the wall for a day and i've got a box fan running back there to try to help it from getting any more moldy than what it already is but just....jesus christ what a shit show

not to mention, too that i'm pretty sure we've got mold upstairs and downstairs at this point just as is. some of it's probably from that leaky ac line but i think there's also some especially in my room from where the doors i have that go outside don't close all the way because i can definitely see it on the outside part just above the door so like....that's neat

i've mentioned it several times and it's still one of our top priorities as far as getting things around here fixed but we kinda need everything else to stop breaking for one goddamn second so that we can actually address that !! that would be awesome

oh and i'm also pretty sure there's something wrong with the wiring upstairs. that's an issue i'm not sure when we'll get to or if something notable has to happen first but just based on a few things i've noticed it wouldn't surprise me

also the other day i heard a really loud sound coming from the attic, it sounded a lot like my bathroom fan but on steroids and at first i thought it was the upstairs ac unit and was like jesus christ, that's all we need right now but turns out it was just the attic fan ??

mom said something about how we're supposed to go up there and turn it on and off depending on the season, i think but as far as i know it's just....been on this entire time so we turned it off for now and she's going to text my uncle who does hvac and see what he says about it but that was pretty odd

all of this to say.....i am exhausted !!

like i know this is an older house and we should be grateful we haven't had a bunch of issues up until this point, but now it's almost like they're all coming to a head right now and it's just a lot trying to keep up with what needs to be fixed now and what's breaking next and just....yeah

(not to mention i'm also just kinda getting sick of my work days revolving around waiting for repair people....)

but !! hopefully sooner rather than later we can get all of this taken care of and definitely take care of the mold thing before it gets any worse and maybe then my mom and i can both relax a little

speaking of her and relaxing, actually, she's apparently going to be meeting up with one of her gentlemen callers as i've started referring to them as

he's actually flying in next week from california and she's not really ready to bring him here and didn't want to thrust that on me (which i appreciate), so they're going to get a hotel room and spend the weekend together and then he'll fly back on monday

i maaaaaay go out and meet them somewhere at some point. maybe.

it's just kinda hard still to wrap my head around her being with someone who isn't my dad and while i do want her to be happy and this guy seems like a nice guy (he kinda reminds me of my dad a little bit...) it's just....a lot. especially so soon, so....we'll see how that goes.

on the bright side, i get the place to myself for a little bit so i guess that'll be nice (even though i'm honestly going to be a little worried about her the whole time until she gets back but i'm going to try to power through it)

despite all of the !!!!!! lately, i do have a bit of good news to end this on !!

i've officially applied to graduate school to see about getting my masters in library science so that i can become a librarian !!

my application has been sent off and i've already got one of my letters of recommendation done (i asked both of my managers if they would send one and surprisingly the one i didn't think liked me all that much actually wrote me a really sweet one and already sent it in) so we're just waiting on the other one but i already talked to someone on the phone today who gave me an overview of the program and what tuition would be and what my classes would be like (they're all online!) and all of that so i think this is really happening !!

it should hopefully only take me 18 months to complete and it seems like my classes will probably being either around 7 or 9 pm when i get done with work so i'm gonna be a busy little bee for a while, but knowing it's only 18 months should help get me through it and then before we know it i'll be a librarian :D

i'm honestly really excited about this, i know libraries are going to be on the chopping block here soon but i just feel like this is the right thing for me right now. wish i had done it sooner, but i'm trying to trust the timing of everything

hell, we have enough books in this house alone that i could probably start my own little library if they become a thing of the past so having that skill set might be applied there, but i would really like to actually get into an established one before anything happens to them and start serving the community that way

so yeah, that's what's been going on with me !!

it's been.....a lot, but i'm trying to stay positive about it all and look forward to what's coming in the future !

admittedly, though, i am very glad this week is finally over, especially today.

as soon as the first repair guy left the phone starting ringing and first it was someone calling about this one thing from a court case my dad was part of (i think it was one of those asbestos cases) and unfortunately before they can give us any settlements from that they need everyone who would be receiving some money to fill out all this paperwork and while my mom and i did ours a long time ago we haven't been able to get any of my siblings or nieces to do theirs so they left a message today saying it's going to go before the judge and i guess we'll see what happens with that. i'd imagine if they still intend to split it up amongst all of us that it won't be that much, but you never know and it would be nice to just get a random check every so often so fingers crossed that works out but i only mention that to say that as that message was being left the phone started ringing again and it was someone from the university i applied to calling to go over everything with me so i had to stop cleaning up broken glass and water mess to talk to them

(i actually got a spam call beeping in during that phone call so i ignored it but still just...by the time i got off that phone call i said out loud, "i just need one more goddamn thing to overstimulate me right now, just one more thing !!!" ...fortunately i got to have a few minutes there where nothing happened and i got to finish my cleaning before getting back to work so that was nice)

a few minutes later the plumber shows up to start doing his repairs and he was here for a few hours working on that so between all of that plus running out to lowe's and changing the water filter myself plus thursday just generally being a busy day for me as is (it's also the day i give our doggo a bath and wash his bedding), on top of non-stop towel washing and drying all week i am....worn out

it took me a few days to do my application because i had to wait on my transcript from ksu (which fortunately didn't take too long) but i had to finish it last night because my browser would have timed out my progress and i would have had to start all over again so yesterday as soon as i got done with work i had to type up a 500 word essay about why i wanted to apply for this program and why i think i'd be a good candidate and how my professional experience has helped with that, etc., etc.

so yeah, it's been....a long one and i hope to god nothing else breaks over the weekend so i can just....relax. :P

tomorrow i think i'm going to get up early, take the trash to the dump and then see about getting my oil changed since it's about that time (i also keep hearing a voice in my head saying i need to get my tires rotated so i should probably do that as well).

after that i'm going to do a little more christmas shopping (i'm actually doing surprisingly well this year, normally by this time i'm shaking, sweating and throwing up trying to figure out what to get everyone and if it'll get here on time by the time i finally make up my mind), i'm going to get some groceries and then probably pick up some food because fuck having to cook after all of that and then i'm going to come home and turn my brain off for the rest of the weekend (hopefully) :3

i hope if you're reading this that you're doing well and taking care of yourself and i hope everyone has a nice, relaxing weekend up ahead (or as relaxing as possible) <3