#no reason. no reason at all. (im starting to dress like her. why is nobody hating)

[anonymouscheeses]

Im so hyperfixated on Riley(and Anxiety, but this aint bout her 😭) that i was normally scrolling through tiktok and saw a blonde woman wearing a blue plaid shirt and my first thought was "RILEY ANDERSEN???" RILEY ISNT EVEN WEARING A PLAID SHIRT. ITS A BLUE JACKET. (i think. Unless she did wear a plaid shirt at one point. Or maybe im so brainrotted i vision her with one. It just fits her bro. Im not sorry she totally would wear one to a cook out party sighh 😔)

So basically. I fucking hate hyperfixations and want to be fucking normal for once about a show or a movie or anything. FUCK. Hyperfixations. Royally. Periodt.

Anyways hold on riley… 𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮..

I love this skrunkly i hope she doesnt get an anxiety attack in the movie! 🥰🥰

[aerequets]

randomly remembered the time when I was 9 or 10 years old and in a Huge online game phase (think club penguin, fantage, Poptropica, etc). my fixation at the time of this memory was fantage, which, for those who don't know, was basically a dress-up game where you could also interact with other players and play games and whatnot.

so I was Obsessed. like begging my dad for memberships (he finally got me one for one month. it cost $6) and beelining straight to fantage when I got home from school and acting like the pixelated clothing items I got for my pixelated avatar were truly treasure. like this was my second world guys. My... happiness? No, not my happiness, but maybe my sanity hinged on this online game.

now one thing about fantage was that they had censored words, like cuss words, because it was a game for kids. if you said something, it could result in a temporary ban, or, if what you said was REAL bad, a permanent ban on your account.

anyways, people found a neat little trick where if you said the word 'sexy' (not a cuss word but also not something you want kids to be using?) the game would automatically convert it to 'cool'. and I was ALL OVER this trick. For some reason 9 year old me found it the funniest thing in the world to see 'sexy' written in the chat bar (which, by the way, I didn't even really know what it meant) only for the word 'cool' to come up in my speech bubble instead. I even started experimenting. what if I wrote 'exy'? (nothing.) what if it was capitalized? (COOL.)

what if I wrote 'sex'?

probably because it isn't a bad word, the orange pop-up of doom only declared I was banned for 24 hours instead of forever. but I can still remember the sheer panic and horror 9 year old me felt at that sight. I was Banned.

i guess 9 year old me also didn't have any foresight, because instead of 1) considering it was only a day long ban, I could wait and 2) considering it was only a day long ban, NOBODY HAD TO KNOW, I instead ran straight to my mom with tears running down my face and loudly asked "IS S E X A BAD WORD?" mind you, I spelled it out S-E-X because I was under the impression that banned fantage words would somehow also get me banned from real life.

my mother, bless her soul, only looked horrified as her sniveling 9 year old stood there after asking that question. after asking the normal questions (where did you hear that, what happened) and getting a hold on the situation, all she said was "Yes it's a bad word" and left it at that. Im glad she didn't put any stock into my panic over being banned for ONE DAY because wtf was I actually doing.

anyways moral of the story?? practice safe sexy I guess idk I have no idea why I was like that

[luvyunjinxo]

merry christmas, nerd. g!pyunjin x fem!reader

~ a/n note: HI GUYSS its been so long since I wrote a fic and as a Christmas present to you guys I came up with this ‼️

CW: not proofread, bully yunjin, blackmailing, humiliation, spanking, lmk if I missed ,, cuz I probably missed a lot:(

December 20th, 2023

UGH. how much you hated huh yunjin. the "it" girl of the school.

you hated her with all your life and she was your enemy ever since you transferred schools. the school was a rich neat looking school, but yet not enough to your liking. neither were the students. you thought everyone was just a snobby rich kid so either way, you avoided everyone. you only had one best friend.

kim chaewon ☺️.

she was the sweetest and purest girl. yes friends with everyone, but you both were THE duo. you weren't the most popular in school but you had hidden beauty. chaewon acknowledged that and immediately came your friend.

anyways, it was around the holidays and yes I guess you could say you and chaewon were a thing. it wasn't serious but yet you two were not friends but not lovers. it was more of a situation ship and you both dont know how you ended up like this.

only ONE person knows about you two.

small hints,, they push you around in the halls & pours water on your head

call you a "whore" even if you haven't lost your virginity and even make you do her homework half of the time.

how did this all happen & how did she find out? it happened when one day you and chaewon were making out in the bathroom out in the open like nobody would even enter. yes you guys were still in a situation at the time but who cares????

huh yunjin walked in, in pure shock. before speaking she snapped a few pictures and shouted.

"YAH I KNEW IT." and you two would have to obey yunjin and do whatever she says, because you know damn well shes using that for blackmail. that just made her want to bully you more.

fast forwarding to present day,, December 23rd, 2023. the tormenting, the bullying and the humiliation you kept up with. you were a strong girl and was not gonna give up easily. tonight was the night of the christmas party for seniors. of course yunjin is gonna be there.

you showed up in your red dress with a bow in front and bow ties in your hair giving 🎀. you looked stunning. you got picked up by chaewon and left the house asap.

I thought everyone were joking about about the amount of people coming to the party, BUT OMG they were wrong. it was way more than the amount they expected and the place was packed.

colorful lights beaming from upstairs toward the crowd, the loud speakers draining all the sounds out, and just everyone having a good time in general. you were usually scared by these things but tonight was your own time to shine.

you purposely started to dance next to yunjin and her friends,, whyd you do this? to prove her wrong. to prove you are strong and shes not all that.

grinding up against chaewon, teasing her, and for some reason yunjin was watching all that. it was what you expected but why is she staring at you with lust? she was dancing as well but started to get lost into you and chaewon.

she walked over to you two and cleared her throat. now all the attention was on her, you, and chaewon. her friends were watching and there seemed to be a small little crowd.

"wtf are you guys even doing you look like dumbasses". she lied. she just wants to get a reaction out of you.

"shut the fuck up and mind your own business. if you dont like what me and chaewon are doing then move else where because honestly im so fucking fed up with your bullshit!." you exclaimed.

and that was the first time you stood up for yourself. never did you ever dare to talk back to her. she was in shock too. you were never like this and that made her mad as fuck.

she was frozen. so was chaewon and everyone else in the crowd.

"shut up, come with me." she finally spoke.

"no ew im not going anywhere with you."

"y/n." she said in a stern voice. in her head she was wondering why were you acting like a brat. she was fed up and angry she did not want to lose it in front of the crowd. that would ruin her whole popularity status in general.

she suddenly walked closer to your ear and whispered

"stop acting like a fucking brat,, come with me or ill show the whole school what you and chaewon were doing in the bathroom." she backed away leaving your neck all tingly from her hot breath on your neck. you simply just nodded with tears in your eyes threatening to fall any second now.

she took your wrist forcefully and dragged you out to the nearest room immediately. chaewon stood there and couldn't do anything because yes, she did not forget about the blackmail and was too scared to go. she wished the best for you and tried not to worry so she danced with her other friends. the crowd completely forgot about the two of you and started partying hard again.

"s-shit yunjin! whats your problem!" she locked the door and practically pushed/threw you onto the bed. she was more mad than ever it felt like you should actually stay quiet.

"get on all fours, dont make me repeat myself and just do it."

"no fuck you."

"why are you being so fucking stubborn y/n!" she shouted and forced you on all fours herself.

"it wasn't that hard and this would go more easy for you if you just listened." she flipped up that thin dress of yours and started to drag her fingers along your hole and cunt. "how would chaewon feel about this hm?~ seeing her current situationship about to get fucked by another girl."

you whined by her words and earned one smack to your ass. she tied your hands up with her belt.

"f-fuck you!" you managed to gasp out.

"you wont be saying that once im done with you. your gonna learn to be put in your fucking place y/n."

you earned ten hits to your ass and your already practically begging. for mercy, and for her to stop. she slid two of her fingers in for one second so you could feel what was coming for you. "please .. hngg~ i want m-more." well you werent saying that a minute ago weren't you? ugh how bad yunjin was turned on by the sight of seeing you this fucked out already. you guys haven't even started and your hair is messed up and tears rolling down your eyes.

"arent you ashamed or embarrassed? your bully is fucking you and your begging for her? suddenly you wanna be touched by me yeah?"

she flipped you over aggressively and started to bite on your earlobe whispering dirty little nothings into your ear. "be a good girl for me tonight and maybe ill let you come." the feeling of her breath fanning your neck again, ugh. leaving trails of kisses along your neck and leaving a few marks,, kinda everywhere. fondling with your breasts as she just kisses every little spot.

she started to eat you out. kitten licks on your clit, teasing it in anyway she could and looked at you while doing it. "eyes on me, dont close your eyes." she continued to circle your bundle of nerves with her tongue as two fingers slid into your wet cunt. "y-yunjin! I c-cant .. ughh.. take i-it" you were a virgin. but you knew about all of this because you read fics by yourself at night and watched explicit things when you felt like it. you were a dirty ass girl and you knew it.

"this is a better side of you isn't it? such an obedient girl,, not being all up on chaewon."

"hngg ..!" all you could groan out. you threw your head back in pleasure and tried to cover your mouth but yunjin didn't tolerate it. it felt like you were being overstimulated. the pleasure going all to your clit felt like so much you started to cry again.

"I c-cant hold it in yunjin."

"you can and you will." she says speeding up her fingers as you threw a pillow on your face and screamed. "fuck I really cant take this!" .

it was all too much for you. her pinching your sensitive tits while finger fucking her. she pulled her fingers out and you whined louder than you ever did before cuz of the loss of pleasure. "relax slut you'll get what you want."

she told you to close your eyes so you couldn't see a single thing and you obeyed. you really didn't open your eyes because you cared for the surprise. you just heard unzipping .. and clothing being tossed around. you felt a tip going into you and .. oh my gosh was this her?

she pushed further in and you waited for it to stop but she put her whole into you. fuck she was so deep into you. "you can open your eyes now." oh what a sight. yunjin was fully undressed with her hair up into a ponytail and her thick ass cock inserted into you.

she slowly started to move and you were already whining. "nggh .. faster yunjin~"

she started to trust into you more aggressively as if she wanted it and was desperate asf. beast mode yunjin?! ..

she gave it all and put all her energy in you.

"y/n what if chaewon saw you like this for me .. mmh .. right now? disappointed r-right?"

"your such a fucking obedient for me and only I can make you feel like this."

she smacked your inner thigh as you both were almost there. she was hitting the right spots that got you weak in the knees literally it was impossible to stop making sounds now.

"chaewon cant make you feel like this cant she? she can never be me."

you cried out to her "g-gonna come!~" and thats what you did without no hesitation or no permission, she was okay with it though. your fluids dripping out of your wet cunt and she was still needing to come,, leaving you to be overstimulated.

"fuck y/n! y-your fucking mine remember that. ugh .. im almost there." she threw her head back and came in you.

you both smiled at each other for once and you were so worn out you couldn't even move,, if you even tried to get up you would collapse.

"merry christmas, nerd." she put on her clothes and left. leaving you soaked in your own mess. you hated her so much ugh. you finally checked your phone and read,,

*63 missed calls from chaewon<3*

from that day on you were yunjins. she made you stay away from chaewon at all times.

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A/N: this was not proofread AND IM SORRY IF THIS CRINGED YOU OUT OR THIS WAS JUST NOT IT. im really hungry please spare me bro 😓✊.

[muikitoo]

Hi,Ummm,good morning/night

Can I request something regarding the Rottmnt boys,I want them their love at first sight with a female reader in a school ay(More like a mix between the Yokai/mutant/human society

(No rush,It's ok if you don't want to do it and stuff,It's totally fine to take your time☺️,Have a nice day/night)

Love at first sight

Aged up! Rottmnt x fem! Reader

(somewhere around their 20s)

Warnings:

None

A/N: this was so hard to do for me for some reason (especially Mikey and Raph), i had to think for a few days for certain scenarios and this might come late bc i rlly want it to be good. Im sorry if it isnt what u expected 🙏

You were an English teacher who recently started working at a new school. Youre quite nervous, but exciting at the thought of what awaits you with this sudden change.

Donnie

- Donnie was one of those strict science teachers that nobody dared to underestimate.

- At first, he didnt seem too interested when he heard of a new teacher who started working there.

- hes never even been a romantic type, he honestly didnt care and let fate decide if he gets a partner or not.

- When he saw you for the first time though, he thought he might be hallucinating.

- "Oh sweet Galileo help me.."

- you probably immediately checked his "cute but mean" type without even saying a single word

- He became more interested in you, talking to you more often, even at times asking u to meet up during the break.

- "Hey, uhm.. Could i maybe interest u in some coffee during the break?"

- he thought all of this "romantic feeling" thing wasnt real, but he seriously cant help but fall for you.

Leo

- Leo is obviously the laid-back cool Spanish teacher.

- Almost every student liked him, he was chill and even jokes around

- (he once drew donnie on the board with a huge forehead and wrote "megamind" next to it)(no, donnie did not take that well)

- He was quite interested when he heard of a new teacher, hell he was probably the first one to interact with you out of his brothers

- The second he saw you, this mf fell straight face down in love with you

- "oh mi gosh thats the new teacher?! Shes gorgeous! Do you see her Donnie?! You see her?! Oh i so need to get her number!!"

- tries to act sly and flirt with you

- and fails miserably

- "Hey there hermosa, how do you feel about a date? Ya know, just you and me? *Wink wink* *leans on wall, trips and falls miserably*"

- (A/N: i cried writing that)

Mikey

- Mikey is the sweet art teacher and students enjoy being around him, but yet again they probably wont dare to underestimate his "Dr. Delicate touch" side

- He was quite excited when he heard about a new teacher.

- When he saw you, he suddenly felt nervous and flustered. And he knew why.

- at this point, everyone but you knew abt how he admires you, a little more than in the friendly way.

- He couldnt get the courage to go and talk to you, which put Dr. Feelings to shame

- When you actually started talking tho, you got quite close.

- Youd be with him almost every break

- You would often stay in his classroom/art studio and watch him paint during the lunch break

- and during those times he even asks u to pick his colours

- "Hey Y/n, which colour do you think would suit the ladies dress more? Red or blue?"

- Sometimes you even jokingly ask to be his model, but in all honesty he doesn't mind at all

- you guys were an inseparable duo, and he caught himself falling more and more for you

Raph

- He's the PE teacher, hes fun but strict when he needs to be.

- He doesnt mind that theres a new teacher, hes quite excited abt it actually - he would gladly want to meet you.

- First thing that catches his eye is that he thinks youre really pretty.

- He's most likely stuttering during ur first convo now😭

- Hes super sweet, bringing you coffee and/or lunch, helping u out with random teacher stuff, checking up of u, ect

- "Hey! How you feeling? I brought you some coffee.. if youd like."

- Hes so shy, but he cant help but feel his heart flutter every time you thank him or show appreciation towards him

A/N: Raph was so hard and i know it's not accurate at all. Ive literally been beating my ass up bc of him cuz i didnt have any ideas😭😭 this took super long and I'm really sorry about that, i hope it turned out the way u wanted🙏 anyways its 1AM so im js posting this cuz i have nothing else to do😔

[scheodingers-muppet]

reputation (stranger things version) let’s go

…Ready For It? - jancy. the whole “i’ve known i wanted you since we first met” kinda vibe really fits them i think. “some boys are trying too hard, he don’t try at all though. younger than my ex’s but he acts like such a man” sorry steve. “knew i was a robber first time that he saw me. stealing hearts and running off” nancy is really the only character we see *multiple* people crushing on. steve and jonathan, of course, but also dustin, fred, arguably robin.

End Game - steddie. “you and me, we got big reputations” king steve and the freak, two sides of some big reputations. “i got some big enemies” being hated by the school and town and the literal upside down. “in rumors, i’m knee deep” “i’ve made mistakes…but something was born on the forth of july” steve’s huge character arch we see in season 3, over the summer.

I Did Something Bad - nancy. shes realms the only one i can see for this one. the confidence and bad-ass of it really only fits her

Don’t Blame Me - steve. why? because i said so. i fully believe he loves VERY deeply. why? because. i said so.

Delicate - steddie, from eddie’s pov. “my reputations never been worse so, you must like me for me” literal manhunt for him and steve’s making googoo eyes at him. “dark jeans and your nikes” is so steve coded. “i know that it’s delicate” not only is eddie wanted for murder, but also, steve’s reputation would be very delicate; even been friends with eddie could make him a target

Look What You Made Me Do: el. “the role you made me play of the fool” and being used in vecna’s plan. “i got smarter, i got harder in the nick of time” “i don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me” her trust has ben broken so many times and shes had to fight tooth and nail for the trust in her now “the old taylor can’t come to the phone right now. why? oh, because she’s dead” paralleled to el coming back at the end of season 2 completely changed

So It Goes… - jancy, from nancy’s pov. “we breakdown a little, but when you get me alone, it’s so simple” “you know i’m not a bad girl but, i’ll do bad things with you”

Gorgeous: ronance, from nancy’s pov. “i got a boyfriend, he’s older than us.” “you’re so cool, it makes me hate you so much.” and “i’m furious at you for making me feel this way” with how nancy didn’t like her at first. “ocean blue eyes, looking in mine” tldr; nancy’s gay awakening is robin

Getaway Car: jancy. “i wanted to leave him. i needed a reason” and “he poisoned the well, i was lying to myself” about steve. “we were flying but we never got far” and “think about the place where you first met me” with the relationship starting to crumble. “we were jet set bonnie and clyde until i switched to the other side” i like to imagine this as her going to robin but that’s just me.

King Of My Heart: steddieeeeee. okay listen. i love when fics make references to king steve and steve likes the name. i adore royal imagery with them. “we rule the kingdom inside my room” “king of my heart, body and soul” i LOVEEE eddie calling him king steve again, but as like, “you’re the king of my heart” “you’re love is a secret im hoping, dreaming to keep”

Dancing With Our Hands Tied: byler. “i loved you in secret…how were you to know?” “deep blue but you painted me golden” when blue meets yellow in the west. “i loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would divide us” i think mike might be starting to realize his feelings for will while he’s gone, loving him even though he’s scared the distance will hurt them. “dancing like it was the first time”

Dress: ronance. why? idk it just fits. nancy and robin get close, become friends and nancy realizes her feelings for her. i can also see elmax if you remove the sexual elements of the song.

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things: steve to tommy and carol. “it was so nice throwing big parties” “it was so nice being friends again…but you stabbed me in the back while shaking my hand” tommy leaving him for billy. i just need to see steve lose his shit, honestly.

Call It What You Want: steddie. idk what you want from me, its so steve talking about eddie before they’re official. “my castle crumbled over night…they took the crown but it’s alright” losing “king” title. “nobody’s heard from me in months” falling down the social rankings and living a more “quiet” life (ie no parties and such) “my baby’s fly like a jet stream high above the whole scene” both eddie looking down on social hierarchy and also eddie perched on his chair during campaigns, being literally above the whole scene. “all the jokers dressing up as kings” billy taking his role. “you don’t need to save me, but would you run away with me?” steve maybe talking to eddie about how he can “pay him back” for saving his life or something cute like that.

New Year’s Day: stobin. this song has always kinda been platonic to me. but it’s so them. the devotion of always being there, no matter what or why. “please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh i would recognize anywhere” I MEANNNNN

[canaidliafail]

Way back to her pt 1/2

Minthara x F!Tav

MDI! cw: mentions of violence, Minthara is jealous & possessive. I have not changed her at all from her canon paranoid self. Sexual stuff going on here as well. Not proof read

[Tav was a knight at the Beanre household and caught Minthara’s attention forming an interesting relationship. After the Absolutes abduction she is now trying to find her way back to her]

Just a stoic statue, fit for nobody And I don't wanna get in your way

But I finally think I can say, That the vicious cycle was over, The moment you smiled at me

[1]

You always watched her. Aside from the fact that it was your job to follow her every step you went the extra mile and engaged with her in every given chance

“A knight?” you remembered her asking with a vile smirk directed her mothers way

“To protect me from whom? My siblings or you?” and the old woman shook her head in dismay

“You are a noble of the house of Beanre. You need a personal guard” Minthara turned around and walked out. You put in a lot of effort to prove yourself to no avail. She was skilled with maces and twice as good with magic. The paladin excelled in every aspect and you hardly ever had the time to show your own talents.

However there was a moment of weakness and loneliness where you found her standing atop of an old lover's corpse. another one that she had killed herself

“Are you alright?”

You rushed to her aid and she didn’t stop you nor did she lift a hand to keep you at distance. She turned to you with lowered brows and eyes like blown out candles. She was tired, emotionally

“It’s quite a lonely thing to hold this position and betrayal comes in abundance” she confessed.

“Yet you, why are you always here ?” she asked without judgment but out of pure curiosity and…despair.

“Are you in need of financial compensation? or is it my parents' graces you are trying so hard to weasel your way into?” Her voice clipped and harsh once again. She faced you and straightened her posture

“To impress you” you honestly confessed and fell on one knee. You reached out and held her hand daring to lay your forehead against her grayish skin.

“If only you would give me the chance…you would see”

you started but she cut you off with a gesture. her fingers wrapped around your cheek lifting your face to look at her. she smirked

“Keep me company tonight” your eyes widened in shock

“That would be blasphemous of me- Before you, a Noble and a high priestess- Im nothing but a mere knight.Even to dream of such privilege is a sin” she chuckled, a low raspy sound that echoed in your mind.

“That’s for me to decide. Call the maids. tell them to clean this mess and then meet me at my private chambers. At night, you belong to me alone”

A new relationship was formed. One void of all emotion and filled with carnal pleasure. You savored the touch of her flesh beneath her fingers and basked in the glory of her naked body on top of yours. You were quick to learn what she liked. She came undone when you stroked her ears and would shiver when you pulled her hair. She didn’t necessarily like it rough. She liked passion and whatever that entailed which was a stark contrast to what you thought she would be. Fortunately though it perfectly aligned with your needs

Felt as if you two were molded for each other. However you knew that it was within her rights to be courted by many and you were merely someone to fill the gaps in between the searches for what was real.

Yet for some reason, she never ventured away. She started seeking out your presence even when it wasn't necessary. Through that bond you found a new side of Minthara, a more mischievous one. During important gatherings she would wear a skin tight dress with high slits exposing her thighs and cut down low showing the curve of her chest. At first you were sure it had to do with court appropriate attire and looking for suitors. You quickly figured out how naive you were. It all took one glance her way across the table. You stood straight as a rod with your hands on your sheathed sword when her lips twitched in what was a ghost of a smile and her legs spread on her velvet chair with the fabric falling from her thighs to her corr barely covering what was beneath it. However she showed you something entirely different. From her exposed ashy thighs you noticed she wore no undergarments beneath her dress and when you realized that you nearly lost your balance. You stood across from her yet you could smell her desire and it made you dizzy. Judging from everyone around you they all were confused and delighted, hoping that this show was directed to them but Minthara never broke contact with you.

That night you would have her scream your name when you were knuckles deep in her wet aching pussy. She bit and scratched and kept repeating the same words “You are mine”

“You belong to me”

And to your knowledge those words didn’t extend beyond your position as a knight. However she would confuse you the next day when you would awake first and rush to get ready. At first she just watched. however a few weeks later she would ask you to stay with her and help her get dressed and after a month she would claw her nails in your back commanding you to indulge her and keep her in your embrace. she buried her face in your chest and nuzzled her nose in the exposed skin. You laid frozen still. It felt familiar to a cat’s affection that would vanish after an abrupt movement.

One night you remembered waking up to a peculiar sight and a devastating bellyache. She held a bottle of poison in her hand and a wet towel in the other pressed against your forehead tending to you “Minthara what did you-”

“You need to become immune to poison. This is training” She said matter-of-factly as if it was the most logical thing to hear

“Fuck are you-why?”

She left the bottle on her nightstand and lowered herself on your thighs wetting the towel every now and then making sure it stayed cool while your temperature started rising.You started coughing and you felt like throwing up.

“What in God's name was in that thing-” you coughed again and tried to sit up not even sure how to take any of the shit unraveling before you

“You want me dead?”

She shook her head and pushed you down, immune to your tantrums “I want to keep you by my side and unfortunately people will come at you just for that. I need to make sure you can handle the easiest way to kill you”

“Easiest?” you yelled. She cocked a brow to you and you almost felt bad for your very much justified tone

“A drop in your drink or food and you are gone just like that” She said and snapped her fingers in your face. You stopped trying to reason with her as her shape started to wobble and you could hardly keep your eyes open. She stayed with you. The next morning you noticed that she had the antidote ready right next to the poison along with her spellbook gifted from lolth. If things went south she was ready. It took a couple of months of you waking up to such endeavors. One was a knife on your neck, the other with some new vile liquid down your throat. Yet with each attempt you grew less angry and more understanding.

She was a noble and a knight who could die in their sleep was no good to her or to anyone. You began to appreciate her effort and surprised her with a knife pulled at her own throat after trained caution. She smiled with relief and tossed her weapon on the side of the bed while you hid yours beneath the pillows and furs. She wrapped her arms around your neck and kissed your lips with so much fervor that they felt bruised when you two parted.

“Seems like you have been paying more attention than I thought. Im flattered”

“I just hope you aren’t as tending to all the knights as you are to me”

“Jealous?” she teased and you laughed looking away. Yes you fucking were. You couldn’t understand her.

Not this.

“You have very delicate movements for a warrior” you smiled as you sat behind her braiding her hair and leaned down to kiss her naked shoulders. she sighed in content and leaned back against your chest.

“Give me your hand soldier” she commanded softly and you reached around laying her hand in her grasp. she traced the fine lines of your palm

“A long life of fortune but solitude” she started “Is what they told me when they looked at mine, yet in yours there are many roads and many paths. I’ve never met such a free spirit so willingly caged” you smiled and buried your nose in her hair carefully not to get carried away and leave a kiss in an already too tender moment for what you two actually were.

“I broke out of most of my chains” you whispered “but this one…” you trailed on and held her in your arms “oh please let this one remain”

You would never find out what she thought of your confession. The absolute messengers came and she hung their bodies in her garden. Her curiosity got the better of her and one night she vanished and was never seen again.

[2]

Lae’zel reminded you of your love. That was your first impression of the Githyanki warrior. She was bold, straight to the point with her words and as strong headed and distrusting as Minthara. You knew how to approach feline looking people thanks to her.

“Who is this drow you are chasing so fondly?” she asked and surprised you. Shadowheart and Astarion paused their conversation and turned your way.

You looked away at the fireplace and let out a sigh

“When did you-“

“You saw my fears about my Queen and left an opening for me to explore your mind. Felt only fair to know something of you however I expected more than…a woman” she said and you couldn't distinct whether the dryness in her tone came from unfamiliarity or from disappointment

“She isn’t just any woman…Many..many years ago I was a knight working for a family of Noble drows in menzoberranzan” you started and quickly darted your eyes around to notice everyone expecting to hear more. Granted you were the only one left who never shared anything but their name to the team so their curiosity was justified. Even Gale peeked from his tent pretending to fix his perfectly working night lanterns

“I was the Queen's knight during the trials and once my skill was recognised I was assigned the position of guarding one of her daughters. The second one in line…But one day the Absolute kidnapped her. I can’t believe I overlooked that part of her…how strong her curiosity was”

you said and lowered your head lost in your own thoughts and shadowheart chuckled snapping you out of it

“That doesn’t sound like a knight who failed at her job but like a lover who lost their partner” you looked up at her with softer eyes and a hardened heart

“She was someone I loved” you didn’t expect to sound so sharp but the surprise in her face mirrored your feelings “I didn’t mean to make you-“

“It’s fine. I wasn’t hiding it really. I have been looking for her.Or was at least…until my capture. The rest, you know the rest…Looking for a cure is a priority but I won't lie and act like I wasn’t looking for clues of her whereabouts' ' you finished and the silence that followed was unbearable. You almost wished Lae’zel would find something to argue over to lighten the mood

“How do you know she is alive?”

“Because she is the strongest warrior I’ve met. Nothing can break her”

I hope so at least- you thought to yourself terrified to say that last bit out loud.You remembered her in leather blood soaked armor, the blood of her sibling from one of their asassination attempts and you also remembered her telling you of her own mothers attempt on taking her life. Yet she smiled with a glint in her eyes and would say -let them try- and would lay her head on your naked chest and then-

your head snapped up once the thoughts vanished and you looked around realizing it was shadowheart this time who peered into your mind. She was unable to look at you with cheeks flushed as she stood up and curtly excused herself

you took a bite out of the roasted meat you had on a stick. It was dry, tasteless and if you thought a bit longer on where that meat even came from you may have used the same stick to lobotomize yourself

“How romantic” Astarion trailed on in a sing song voice and got up and get the lyre you all found earlier that day “If you pluck a tune you won’t leave to see the daylight” Lae’zel threatened sick of his terrible music skills that filled your travel these past few days

“Awh, so mean” he pursed his lips and put the lyre away like a wet cat.

“Let’s head to bed. There’s a goblin camp nearby. Worth to look for a healer there as well”

“Goblins are fun, We might even drink a glass of wine or two” Astarion agreed. You shrugged and tossed your stick on the firepit and went to your tent trying to get comfortable. You heard rustling outside and footsteps and watched the silhouette of a woman outlined behind the fabric

“yes? shadowheart?”

She stepped in and kneeled beside you

“I don’t understand why are you giving yourself to a woman who only used you to satiate her own sexual appetite”

“I was willing to accept anything she would give to me. Any part of her however small”

“and now ? Are you hoping she will look at you differently if you find her and save her ?”

you shook your head and chuckled

“You know I'd love to say no but it’s been so long since I’ve had a royal stick up my ass to prevent me from having these thoughts that I may very well accept them. But that’s not why you are here love, is it?”

you asked and she smirked “I won’t judge you for keeping secrets from me since I haven’t been open myself however if those are of an old love then I believe I am allowed to have a peek” you smiled and watched her sit on top of you straddling your thighs with her own her hands on your neck as she planted soft kisses on your jaw and cheek

“Hm, are you? As far as I am concerned we shared a drink and a night and you pulled away. This newfound interest surprises me” she smiled

“This could be something more eventually, maybe someday. However as we are now with many things unresolved it’s best if we stick to what we have”

you felt pressured. You disliked the expectation that hung loosely in the air. You refused to move on from Minthara. Not until you found her at least and took her back to her home safely. It was your duty not as a knight but as someone who genuinely loved her. However the rest was entirely in her hands. If she would reject you or continue your pact of carnal pleasure.

“Shadowheart I do enjoy you and your company but I am not-“

“I know” she said and you smiled, relaxing a bit beneath her embrace. You turned the two of you around and let her spend the night in your camp.

[3]

The Goblin camp was grotesque as you thought it’d be. There was a bard fighting for dear life to entertain the crowd with poor stories and pitiful jokes and in the distance you could see goblins chasing around an owl ear cub. Your heart ached for the animal and you left a mental note to see if you could do something about the situation.

“Isn’t this…Volo? The clown from the druids grove?” Astarion whispered in your ear and you choked back a laugh

“A bard not a clown”

“He makes it exceptionally hard to tell the two apart” he said dismissively and walked past the show looking around. You didn’t exactly know where to begin. Nettie tried to kill you but spoke of a healer that was captured here. Then there was the goblin Sazza, who said they had their own healer. Priestess soul gut. Was worth giving both a shot assuming you wouldn’t die in the process

“Shall we take a look?” Shadowheart chirped in

“You really think they will just let us walk around in there? It’s a prison”

“We are wasting time here. We should be looking for the crèche” Lae’zel hissed at both of you

“We will Lae’zel but let’s exhaust all of our options. We didn’t have an easy time before, I don’t see why that would change now” You waved Astarion over who was already happily day drinking and he swung his hips your way in a way that put you to shame. Maybe he could teach you a thing or two about walking with more grace and suave.

You pushed against the heavy wooden doors and walked past the broken statues of Selune. Two guard stopped you

“Where do you think you are going?”

“We have an audience with your Leader” Astarion took charge. You all agreed that he could be more persuasive and charming than the three of you combined.

“Which one? Priestess Soul Gut, The Drow or Dror Ragzlin?”

“That would be-”

“The drow” you pushed him away gently with a hand on his chest and stepped forward. There was no reason for a drow to be in such places. Unheard of to say the least. You could feel through your tadpole your companions slow understanding of your impulsive reaction all the while the guard was oblivious to your inner turmoil

“Alright then just know she is an uptight one. A great leader though I’ll give her that much”

You walked inside and since no one seemed keen on giving directions you had to take a look around yourself trying to look self assured and non threatening. Luckily, You could make a stop before your search since the Priestess was in front of you and Astarion took it upon himself to converse with her. Impatient as you were, you started looking around and behind the stage where the priestess sat were bars with Spiders inside. You recognized them as Lolth sworn companions. You were dangerously ecstatic in the moment. A lolth sworn drow was leading this camp.

What are the fucking odds

A hand fell on your shoulder and you were jolted back to the present. You turned around to look at Astarion who was seething with anger “Useless. Let’s find the prisoner” He whispered and you made your way up around the halls

“This is futile. How are we supposed to find anything or anyone in this wreck” Lae’zel barked “Calm yourself” shadowheart teased enjoying her suffering.

“Why won’t he speak?!” You heard an argument somewhere far in the distance. You turned to look at the dim light corridor and made your way there forgetting to inform your companions of your detour. You could have sworn you recognized the gravel and rasp of that voice so you treaded carefully inside. You were greeted by a scrying eye that made you take several steps back in surprise and alarm

“Your inadequacy will be punished!” Her tone started rising amongst her anger

“No I can find a way”

“I’ve heard enough. My spiders will be pleased with tonight’s dinner”

From where you stood, behind the dustier shelves of a library and across a fragile wooden bridge you could see Minthara in gold plated armor and black leather engulfing her lean,toned figure beautifully. She wore maces strapped on her back and her beautiful hair was gathered in a rushed low bun with untamed strands.

Her red eyes met yours and with a flick of her wrist the goblin was pushed by a force down in the spider-it with its screams a last reminder of its existence. Your companions silently walked up behind you following you inside in confusion.

“Another true soul” She greeted with a mischievous smile. This wasn’t the woman you knew years ago that was certain. Yet you couldn’t pinpoint what was different. The bloodthirst was as prevalent as always after all

“Minthara?” You asked and tried to hold your voice steady

“I see you know me. Good. I assumed nothing less from another true soul. Join my hunt. We are preparing a raid against the Tiefling grove if we manage to locate its whereabouts”

“The tiefling grove ? You mean the Druid one ? Tieflings took refuge there” You started and her eyes shone

“You know about it?” She spoke quietly now and took a step closer

“Be my eyes” and you felt the cold featherlight touch tapping around your mind looking for entrance which you granted thoughtlessly

“I see. Pathetic but smart to make camp amongst the desperate” she said and turned around with her arms crossed behind her back

“I’ll gather a raiding party. You will go inside as a friend and when I send a signal you will open the gates”

“It shall be done” You said with practiced obedience

“Then until tomorrow” she dismissed and you looked behind you wondering if she was trying to hold face amongst strangers. She was paranoid and distrusting and that was etched on her bones.

“Give us a moment” you asked and they nodded

“We will wait for you outside then”

Shadowheart confirmed with you and they left. Minthara turned around and cocked a brow eyeing you from head to toe

“Something unclear about my instructions?”

“Don’t you recognize me?”

“No. Am I supposed to?” She asked and spread her legs a tad straightening her posture. You were 20 again and you were back in Menzoberranzan, a newly recruited knight to the second daughter of the house of Beanre. A human amongst Drows and royalty. A nobody

You were 31 now, yet you weren’t in the present at all

“I suppose not. I must have mistaken you for somebody else” You answered crestfallen. She smiled and took a step closer, hands firmly crossed behind her back

“I’m curious about you though. There’s a sense of familiarity that you bring that I’d like to explore once this is over” She stepped in your space with a hand on your chest tracing the fine lines of your embroidered jacket while another hand caressed your mind filling it with a well known image of a kiss on your lips that lead to another on your neck.

“Then join me at my camp. Let’s talk”

She laughed “If you prove useful and bring victory to us then I might celebrate with you.Otherwise I see no reason to entangle myself with someone who will not live as long as I am planning to”

Valid. So you pushed against her mind and let her feel your breath on her skin, on her stomach as your lips kissed lower and licked a stripe down the coarse hair of her cunt and she grew flustered to your surprise, shutting off the connection immediately.

you both pulled away simultaneously and her eyes found yours. She was on fire

“I expect nothing less than victory tomorrow”

“You will have it”

You found your companions and they stared at you waiting for answers. Lae’zel cut the tension short

“It’s her. I recognized her face from the woman in your thoughts. Only well, older”

You nodded “And she had no idea who I was. I don’t know what these fucking tadpoles have done to her brain or what the absolute is doing as we speak but I will have my revenge if I can’t have her back” you said shaking from anger your eyes glued on the ground unable to form a coherent thought. There was an ache from arousal and a headache from the confusion

“Calm yourself, soldier. All in due time, apparently we now have to raid a grove”

Shadowheart reminded you and you bit your lip in anger. She was right. You waited for six years, you could wait a bit more.

[4]

“Your obedience will make this more enjoyable. For both of us” she declared and you followed her inside the wrecked altair sitting in the offering table. She smiled and settled in between your legs wrapping her arms around your neck

“What do you want ?”

“I want you” you whispered breathlessly at the sight of her. “You shall have me then” she answered and went to undress herself. You were growing impatient and desperate and so you reached around at the strings of her top

“May I do this for you?”

she smiled and placed her arms on your shoulders inviting you in. You lowered your head leaving kisses on her sternum while slowly and gently unfastening her top and letting it fall from her torso exposing her chest. Your hands caressed her back and one went to her ears fondling the spot causing her to shake and reward you with a soft moan. she guided your other hand lower and you palmed her cunt giving it a soft squeeze to which she gasped and her head fell on your shoulder “You are exquisite” you whispered in her ear and slid a hand beneath the leather fabric teasing her clit with a finger from over her underwear. To your delight she was soaking wet and you couldn’t hold back your smirk of arrogance “Take it as a compliment soldier” she said with allure and you

You knew what she liked, you had studied her better than your oath and she seemed surprised every time your fingers twitched and moved in a way that made her elicit the loudest moans. she straddled your lap and you tore her underwear impatient and thrusted one finger in with ease. You felt painfully aroused by how readily she was taking you in. Her eyes and skin glistened with tears and sweat as you picked up your pace and she chased her release which you took the initiative to deny her from. She frowned in confusion and spiked anger

“I want you on my mouth, please” You begged and the smile returned to her lips

“Won’t deny either of us from such pleasure” she said and moved up as your back hit the cold stone surface. Your arms slid beneath her thighs and hauled her over your face in one fell swoop which she gasped in surprise not expecting your eagerness. You thrusted her down and your tongue split her folds and licked a fat stripe from her hole up to her clit. She moaned your name and her hands dug in your hair tugging at it demanding more. Sharp nails dug in your scalp while you started slowly at first needing to show her that at this point you knew her body better than she did.Needing her to understand that you knew what she needed and when. You applied pressure with your tongue and sucked on her clit and looked up at the sight above you. She was ecstatic and her thighs began to shake and that was enough for you to feel a new wave of wetness coat your pants.

She surprised you by turning around and sitting down on your face once again “Back to work” she commanded and swiftly moved her hands to your aching cunt. she grinded her hips against her face and you continued eating her out in earnest.

She slid her hands beneath her undergarments and started stroking you nice and slow matching your pace.

You struggled now trying to focus on making her cum while also having the divine feeling of her fingers in you, distracting you from the task at hand. You thrust your tongue in her opening lapping at her wetness and she folded over you as her orgasm hit her. You weren’t too far off, with two swift strokes your own hitting you and releasing a low groan at the wave of pleasure. Her wetness was hot on your tongue and you swallowed it all desperate to have more of her on you, in you. You had missed her yet despite having her tonight this reunion felt underwhelming…cold…

She slowly lifted her hips off your face and turned around with your arm, steading her and pulling her back in your embrace. She complied with your silent request and laid her head on your collar bones.

She closed her eyes and left her mind open enough for a small piece of it to bleed into your own and you sensed fear and alarm. You wanted so badly to take a look, to understand her, to find an answer and this newfound tadpole connection was a terrible weapon. You refused to use it on her though. She mattered too much and you knew how fragile her trust was.

So instead you kissed her and she smiled seemingly snapping out of her thoughts

“It's eerily silent here with you, without the Absolutes influence in my mind. I’m not sure what to make of it”

You had a simple answer to that question. One that you unfortunately could not give. Not the way that she was now

“I’m not sure what you are alluding to Minthara” You tried to fake offense and she seemed concerned. Scared and cornered and your heart shattered at the sight.

What have they done to you?

You wanted to scream in agony and despair of not knowing what changed and how they broke her this way. Minthara was not only unbreakable but she wouldn’t bend either yet now there were only fragments of her and it made your heart wrench in pain.

“You are right, I should not question the Absolute..I..We will talk tomorrow about our next move. I need to pray and ask for forgiveness” She abruptly stood up and turned her back on you. Whatever spark you had going on vanished in a split second.

[5]

Minthara Beanre murdered her way out of the womb. She was violent in nature and kind words did not come easy nor did she have any to spare. As she grew more attached to you however she felt them threaten to spill. She loved watching you in the dim misty mornings under the pale light and she would show her most vulnerable self when you were asleep. She would kiss your jaw and forehead and would you in her embrace, your head laid on her naked chest while she buried her face in your hair taking in your scent. She was growing obsessed and paranoid

Banquets and parties were frequent in the Beanre household. Nobles loved holding luxurious gatherings to hold business meetings. Usually minthara kept you close. She sometimes didn’t mind you straying away for a few minutes until she noticed the daughter of another family approaching you.

She never understood why you were -nice-

it was unnecessary and she made a mental note to order you against such behavior.

She was significantly younger than Minthara and had a look of effortless cluelessness as she smiled at you and asked questions. You patiently guided her around the environment and Minthara took a second to wonder if perhaps that’s the type of woman you prefered.

Someone softer in nature.

However, that faded the moment she saw the girl lay a hand on your shoulder and ever so softly dig her red painted nails in the gold plate of your armor.

she walked up to you and called out your name and you immediately turned around and looked at her concerned. You pulled away and was in front of her holding her hand in yours and the other ready on your sheathed sword

“Is everything alright?” she smiled.

Loyal as a pup

“You are getting distracted. Come. I have a meeting to attend”

she commanded and you followed no questions asked.

That night the young Nobles family received her fingernails, all 10 of them red in paint and in blood in a box while the Beanre household turned a blind eye and feigned ignorance to the vile screams that filled the halls when Minthara got creative with her warning and torture

no one touched what was hers

She went to her chambers that night and her heart swelled with warmth when she saw your naked body in her bed covered in furs and blankets. One day, she would carve her name on your back and would imprint her seal on your chest and claim you as hers. One day, when she wouldn’t be so scared to open up and perhaps more sure of your feelings towards her. She was sure you loved the comforts she provided and she knew you weren’t scared of the dangers that surrounded your position. Yet something more intimate ? She couldn’t possibly know.

She undressed and laid next to you getting under the heavy blankets and pressed her body against yours. In sync and out of habit you buried your face in the crook of her neck and she pulled you closer. She kissed your temple and gently whispered

“Allurssrin…”

[bullet-prooflove]

Thursday ‘Western Style' Radio Prompt List

Please check the updated character list on my pinned post to see who I am writing for before submitting a prompt!

Also read the rules and do not forget to put the entire prompt into your ask!

I've been carrying my trouble In this pack strapped to shoulder

But then he turned and put a gun to my head

Stealing kisses at the break of dawn

And all the clouds are black as nightfall But all I see is you

I got a diamond in my pocket And my baby's got a heart of gold

So girl, leave your boots by the bed, we ain't leavin' this room

Time's were tough, we had to let it go

Something must've changed your mind But I don't want to know about it

I've been running from everything I know

I'm out of money and I'm all out of time

I sobered up, I swore off that stuff forever this time

And we've been dancing all around it

And rain's pourin' through the windowpanes

Nobody knows about my trouble Except for my baby and me

It used to be our favorite song Now it's just a broken record

He pulled the trigger and I fell to my knees

Well, it didn't take too long For the pills and the bottom of a bottle To dig a deep grave with a shovel And bury everything that a young boy needs

A heart on the run keeps a hand on the gun, it can't trust anyone

For all the reasons that I never understood why I feel alone, baby

I can wait all night But that won't bring you home

Gonna take her on a midnight ride

Familiar face, a stranger's touch

But I found me a guitar One lonely night in a border town My pain, I started to right it down But it wouldn't stay away from me

I guess that's what you do when you love someone

And a smile across your face And tell me that you love me

We can live a lie and still get by But that don't make it true

Oh feel my love, honey

Put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress

Checked myself into the lost and found What do you know, my baby come for me

Oh don't give up on me cause im coming down

You can't love someone into loving you

But darlin' I could love you well

Now I'm living the good life Away from all of the bad advice

But home was a dream, one I'd never seen 'til you came along

So cover me up and know you're enough to use me for good

I take every day like it's a paradise

We'll go swim our cares away

[transthadymacdermot]

Okay I've been doing a deep dive in the Mary tag. Love that woman. When and how did she start transitioning, and how did the people around her react? You mentioned it being a secret, but that she was childhood friends with many of the characters, so im curious about the backstory here

Okay so Mary started transitioning around her early teens or perhaps right before, roughly between the ages of 11-13ish. right around then was when her awful evil abusive father died, and the family was left without a provider because Mary is the eldest child, so as u can imagine her siblings were all still quite young. to alleviate this she took a job at the home of a wealthy local family, working as a scullery in the kitchens (and eventually rising to a senior position in the household, at least she runs the kitchens and maybe some other things too, but that's another post as she was already an adult when that happened), and, as scullery maids were typically female and the family didn't need any more men working there, Mary essentially reinvented herself as a woman ""to get the job."" nobody who met her after that really knows, and tbqh some of the lore about certain people knowing her as a child has been retconned for that reason, but here's what the people who in the lore do currently know that she transitioned think about it:

Her family: her mother thinks it's weird but also would rather just use the correct pronouns than cause any kind of bother. her brother Art is 19th century northern ireland's ONLY trans inclusive radical misogynist and reacted to his sister transitioning by going sound I've always wanted to tell you to stay in the kitchen. the rest of their siblings are either too young to remember that Mary was amab or have just been gaslit by Art/Mary/Mrs Boyle into thinking that it's Art they're remembering when they remember Mary as a child

Aoife and her family: I talked about this in another post, but Aoife herself is one of those who doesn't even remember that Mary transitioned. her older brothers kind of vaguely know and are vaguely transphobic but also Mary and her family don't speak to them in the first place because Aoife and co hateeee Mary's side of the family because they think Mary's side are awful west brits so. like

Eoin: due to his experiences with being autistic he tends to take the "if my friend wants boobs why should I care. bounce bounce am I right" stance and thinks that if other people are allowed to present and dress and act how they want Mary should be allowed to too. that is to say he's perfectly accepting and does his best to support her however he can

Kathleen: also sympathetic because of her experiences with her own abusive father and very understanding in general. also doesn't like the catholic church very much so she's doubly willing to support Mary against anyone being transphobic from a religious standpoint

+ it's a secret from everyone but these people. purely because there weren't many openly trans people around in rural ireland at the time, almost no one even considers that this is a possibility and also even if they have their suspicions most of them would rather die than embarrass themselves by bringing them in actual conversation so nobody says anything lmao

[chaosagenda]

i really do hate sds and only like a solid maybe 5 characters and heres why

(spoilers because i cant talk about my hatred for this anime without spoiling it)

theres so much pedophilia. i dont give a jack shit if shes the repetitively reincarnated version of your lost lover meliodas STOP groping a 16 YEAR OLD!!! “the age of consent in japan is 16″ die. that isnt even true, the age of consent varies by reigon. but even then, sds does not take place in japan or anywhere that even exists on earth, so shut up

and then there’s ban who engages in a relationship and has children with an actual child “elaine’s thousands of years old!!” that is a CHILD and if you’re attracted to that, and if you think that’s okay, i ask for you to seek help because if you did not feel uncomfortable at all watching his romance boil and kiss someone who looks like she is 6 you have serious issues

the only scene i genuinely like is that one scene in the first season when meliodas and ban reunite and bro so hard they break an indestructible barrier and all their problems were solved yeah man i didnt even need absolute cancel i just threw my bro through 13 different walls and it just busted

then theres the typical anime thing where the men should be twinks but are ripped for no reason. technically this isnt problematic but you seriously cant look at him and think nah man that dude has an 8 pack

that is a twink. and im not sorry

then theres your standard “these characters should have been gay” and then they werent like guila and jericho were a thing at one point and nobody in the world could convince me otherwise 

and there are scenes so laughably bad, like when veronica kisses tiny griamore on the head and he reverts back to normal size except all of his clothes are ripped and hes ass naked. then guila comes in and just. blasts him (this scene was both actually horrible and legendary at the same time)

then this is more of a dub thing but some of the voices are actually so bad. why does zeldris sound like that. that is a short emo man that is not a buff member of the swat team

fanservice is bad too. you cant tell me nerobasta’s back doesnt HURT from those actually gargantuan jugs. i dont even think those are possible. that dress is hanging on for dear life. this doesnt even work you cant trick me into thinking this animes good by putting e cup anime titties in my face

anyway this anime’s a 10/10 i recommend it to uh to uh uh a very large audience

and the movies arent that great either, especially cursed by light because you spend have of this plot lollygagging and then suddenly everythings fine, but youre still halfway through the movie so elizabeths mommy has to descend and start throwing hands and with the power of teamwork the cast defeats this universe’s version of god the only part i like about that movie is the two 10 second scenes where arthur and merlin are present and the whole time they’re just like 🧍 ominously

is there anything i like? plot wise, absolutely not i cant think of anything but i do like some of the characters

diane, while annoying a lot of the time, was genuinely okay. she was my first kin and for that she’s pretty close to my heart. but her intense infatuation with meliodas in the first chunk of the anime actually drove me up a wall, but she does get better

king was pretty great, and while a little bland, i still liked him. hes also dubbed by max mittelman and that just increases my adoration for him

gowther is... gowther. the buildup of a tall muscular man in armor but is actually a pink haired androgynous twink was great i loved that, i cosplayed him in 2020 and i still say “✌️sparkle!” to this day

escanor was pretty cool until he... wasnt... and then im not gonna say any more (rest in peace king)

i liked gilthunder after he was out of his emo phase and even enjoyed him when he was still in it. the circumstances of his villain arc were generally stupid as well as confusing and vivian’s existence gets on my nerves but gil was cool, along with howzer, who is probably one of the most horrendous looking characters ive ever seen (as controversial as that statement is) but at least hes funny. theyre also voiced by robbie daymond and ray chase, so if youre a persona fan, like, come on this duo is iconic (duo. i have a strong dislike of griamore and to my concern he does not exist)

merlin, i liked merlin. i liked merlin. a lot. for reasons. for a lot of reasons. she was she was uh and her character arc and backstory was um... i liked merlin yes i did

okay i cant not talk about arthur anymore. i love arthur. hes my little closeted ginger homosexual guy and he’s just great. he has actually zero idea whats happening at any given time but still is op as all hell, and i just love him. he has a baby face and is dubbed by zach aguilar so its really hard for me to not just want to hug him when he died that extremely brutal death i just sat there like ☹️ come on man thats not cool you cant kill off the best character and expect me to keep watching this

yeah thats right i never even finished it. i was a huge sds fan in like 2018 when season 4 and season 5 werent out yet, and then i stopped liking it, and when they did come out, i never finished. i watched a couple general scenes, and im very aware of the plot and what happens after the point i stopped watching and as much of a hate watcher i am there is no way that those last couple seasons are even sort of worth my time. ill watch the movies whenever they come out but... i cant handle any more than that.

anyway seven deadly sins is actually horrible and nobody should watch it unless its the filler episodes where the characters sit around and complain all day because those have the capability of being fun

[exoticalmonde]

LUNDInium Outskirts /but it's her insane doodles/ PART VI

Three doctors had an important meeting, where Dr. Eve was telling the entire plot of her new novel while Dr. Lundi and our very absent and trying her best Dr. Fay.

Novel in question: Ruined my life, I cried and my heart almost rended out of my chest physically because of how devastatingly sad this is--- I'm going to be here forever.

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I don't remember the reason for this specifically, but I love that we all agree Lundi is an ultimate supporter of Maria even despite Mlynar's convictions getting to her in the end. Support for the child's dream is perhaps more important than what /you/ think of their hobbies.

Dr. Eve may or may not have also slipped tickets to the knight fight in exchange for using Mlynar almost every time there are way too many enemies at the start of the maps. Thank you Dr. Lundi for providing the best-built horse in the world.

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Naturally, the wins of our operators are shared. We all go to Kazimierz at least once a year to watch the knights fight.

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This is how Dr. Kryo canonically lost his horn.

In reality, we were talking about how we always keep forgetting parts of our doctors.

Kryo: "It's like a Mandela effect, sometimes the horn is there, sometimes it isn't."

Me: "We all have that. You have your horn, Lundi has her halo and wings, I have my tail… Pinkie."

=Later=

Pinkie: "Since we accidentally broke Kryo's horn, what if it's just canon that it's actually just super dense ice and occasionally it just shatters on its own volatility but will grow back. There can still be horns under it it's just mostly ice otherwise."

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Dr. Eve was not present for this conversation, so this is relayed from both the connected POVs of Dr. Lundi and Dr. Pinkie.

Lundi: "Pinkie… In the alphabet, does M come before U…?" Pinkie: "…………" Pinkie: "What is this question?!" Pinkie: "Lundi, you use the Latin alphabet. You should know M comes before U!" Lundi: "M and N are easy because [Pinkie: something something horses I stopped paying attention]" Pinkie: "BUT YOU STRUGGLE WITH--" Pinkie: "M------" Lundi: *Sweating* Pinkie: "----AND U??!?!?"

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I needed to show a video of how to sit in a crinoline skirt because one - Dr. Eve inside and outside of Rhodes Island loves wearing dresses and is interested in historical fashion. And two - because it's always such a funny question to be asked.

Here is the video this is based on!

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I love the doodle, but I also love that this is a running gag of Dr. Kryo and it's absolutely a part of his charm.

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Energy drink powder.

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I still remember how happy Dr. Pinkie was exploring the effects of the soda bottles in Eyja's event. Yes, that is a baguette in their hands Im pretty sure.

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I'm pretty sure the room is on fire and nobody knows why here.

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A couple days ago I made the joke about how keeping Lundi happy involves asking 1 question about her favourite game/band and also mentioning Mlynar. Naturally, because it's horse time every day of the hour.

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Inevitably,

[rosemary130]

The Hidden Killer

The seconds passing reminded me how long the phones been recording live for my channel. Reminding me to tell the viewers of the recent tragic events.

"As you all know", I start to say. "There's been an attempted murder directed at me. Leaving behind scars all over my arms and legs". Rolling up my sleeve's, I raised my arms to the camera. To show the viewers the battle scar's I have to keep.

A user named HelloK1ty_13 commented if their was anyone else at the house.

"Nobody was at the house with me, my sister Casey left the day before the attack". If she stayed, I fear she would've gotten killed.

Another user named HoneyBear_03 asked if everything was alright and if I needed to see a therapist. I wasn't comfortable answering so I moved on.

"The reason why im here today is because your about to hear the story how i've almost gotten killed in my sleep".

Let us begin.

It was a normal day, I woken up and started my day. There was video's needing edited and uploaded, which would take up most of the day. But before I get to work, I need some coffee.

"Morning Hannah", Casey passed over a cup of coffee filled with Vanilla ice cream creamer.

"Did you get any sleep last night", she ask's.

"A little, maybe if you stay an extra night I could finally beat you".

Every year, we get together and play video games almost until one in the morning. This year we played Super Mario Cart. It was so much fun.

"I wish", Casey said. "Sadly I have to head back to Nevada".

I understand Casey has to go because of her pet dog Moose, but it would be nice if she stayed an extra night.

"I understand. You can leave at anytime you want". Before my cup was bone dry, she asks me if i've heard about the sleeping killer.

"Who's that"?

"The sleeping killer has been going around to people's homes and killing them in their sleep".

Who would do such a thing.

"Did the police ever catch him or her"?

Casey walk's over and places her cup in the kitchen sink to be washed.

"They never caught the killer, only the after math".

While Casey was getting her things packed up, I could only think about the poor victim's family and how much they are suffering.

I walked my sister out to her car before saying, "Well it was nice for you to come by".

Casey quickly gave me a hug before getting into her car.

Fast forward to the middle of the day, a notification went off on my phone.

"What did a celebrity do this time"? Half expecting someone like Taylor Swift saying she's dating Johnny Depp. But I was wrong.

There's been reports saying the sleeping killer was spotted around the area and everyone need's to lock their doors and windows. The message scared me so much that I paused my work and checked if everything was locked.

"I'm safe", a sigh of relief came out of my chest. I went back to my room to finish uploading the last video. After a few hours i've finally finished.

Shutting off my computer and cleaning off my desk, I could finally go to bed.

Most day's I don't even attempt to get dressed and sleep in the clothes im wearing. But I managed to find some short's and a t-shirt with the sleeve's ripped off.

When I finally went to bed, I couldn't sleep. All that was on my mind was the killer.

"Relax", I said to myself. "Your going to be fine".

Suddenly I woke up with an uneasiness in my chest. Then out of nowhere, a sharp pain went straight up my arms.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a figure in a dark colored hoodie. Hovering over me with a knife stained red.

With all the strength I have, I tried pushing them off but all I got was cuts all along the side of my arms. The throbbing pain made me want to scream.

I managed to throw myself off the bed, increasing the pain from the know bleeding cuts.

The killer started to follow me when I tried to run. Before reaching the door, they grabbed my shoulder and threw me across the room. Making contact with a glass table, sending shards everywhere. The glass went into my calves and upper thigh. The glass felt like being stabbed with a thousand needles.

I've tried screaming for help, to get anyone's attention but all I heard was nothing but silence. It was just me and the killer.

"It's time for you to go to sleep", the voice sounded terrifying it raised goosebumps on my neck and arms.

The one factor I couldn't get out of my head was the voice sound's so feminine.

At first I thought about giving up. Maybe it's for the best.

But then I thought about my sister. Her laugh. Her smile.

Deciding it wasn't time, I quickly ran towards the kitchen to grab the sharpest knife I could find.

I could hear the killer making it's way around the corner to complete the mission. The mission of killing me.

They charged towards me with the knife, directing it at my chest. Thankfully I dodged the first blow.

With my hands gripping my knife, I tried slashing at anything I could reach. Despite blood coming from the killers sleeve, they weren't fazed.

The second attack they nicked my other arm. Making it bleed profusely. Then something in my brain clicked.

Running towards them, I pushed my knife into their chest.

One, they yelped in pure agony.

Two, blood began to pool out through the hoodie.

I kept stabbing them until they collapsed onto the floor dead.

Coming back to reality, I looked back to the camera.

Thousand's of viewers commented things like: WTF, what happened, did you call the police, and why did I kill them.

I didn't know how to respond.

I've been answering these questions hundred's of times to the police and the news media. I didn't know what to do.

So I told the viewers the truth.

"When you're in a situation of fight or flight, where it's live or die," I began, "choosing to stay alive was the best decision I ever made."

I paused for a moment.

Just before ending the live stream, a user named Bagels4life asked why the killer's voice had sounded so bizarre to me.

A smile, one that might be seen as sadistic and psychotic, crept across my face.

"Let's just say I didn't need another game night to beat my sister, Casey."

With a satisfying click, I turned off the camera.

[only-lonely-lovers]

07.24.2022

tags: dubcon, peeing during sex

notes: it is time to discuss hanako-san of the bathroom

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

あ：Do you-- like do you think that Nene has to repress the fact that she's ever used this bathroom & do you think she decidedly uses bathrooms like on the other side of the school or something

つ：i think she considers asking him about if he's seen her before or remembers her when she started at this school but she has to be like. i cant handle the answer to that actually

あ：Your brain instantly takes you to a day you took a bad dump or something and cried

つ：i do think its a, don't play where you work, situation. I must use different bathroom. we need to maintain an illusion of some kind.

あ：Can't like pee and talk to Hanako during breaks or anything. which is a shame

つ：LIKE SHE CAN'T BE THINKING ABOUT EVERY HUMILIATING BATHROOM TIME girls be eating they lunches in there and like crying and stuff, you know. she be dealing with her first period and trying to scrub blood off her dress…

hanako im sure watches her tawddle off to pee and is like, such a prude nene is….

あ：If that's how it's going to be……………………….. [acts wounded]

つ：I would be fascinated if Hanako had any sort of memory of Nene, but I think he did see people as indistinct blurrs. but all themore reason to just casually perv? I do think its been distilled to like [spaces out, smacks lips] oh this girl's shaved a shape in…. I wouldn't expect that.

[half-lidded] wow, nobody at this school knows this girl is like that. damn those panties are wet. she must have been fantasizing all day. [expressionless]

あ：I have always gotten the impression Hanako is uhhh so not valuing people as individuals its totally possible he has seen Nene before. I mean even when he was getting to know her I think he really saw her as little more than. well like idk her pea eyed fish form. spiritually My respect for you. as if you were just this 🎣

The fact is even a nice memory with Nene in the past is just soo long ago and a blip, only 1 night at tanabata, and he can't retain. i think seeing her at school is like nothing the uniform is a blur At most later he'd be like fuck…. wait that day. when i was looking at a stall and noticed a girls fat ankles

つ：the girls become just a sort of fetish concept. thisis the 1 thing about nene like looking at pussies and panties… nene's got some sort of skull and bones panties. its like oh… funny. uh huh… jesus her legs

あ：[just perched here like a gargoyle seeing]

つ：you can only hope that once or twice he did some kind of spectral thing if he were able, like spookily blow a door a little or some crap. [makes your pee stop] i do this

あ：Not me processing that earlier today i was thinking about Nene peeing during sex

つ：hmmmmmm

あ：today had a theme. FUCK I was the pee pervert

つ：it'd be so easy for nene to be so like WAIT, STOP… HANAKO-KUN and him to be like mmmnooooo no chance. sorryyyyyy. and

あ：Right. This is the thing. no stop doesnt mean anything wjrhgf and she couldn't be like I'M GOING TO. I think it's like frog in throat. but like crying. CMONGH DFJLGH

つ：no way could she say it distinctly. no way

あ：but then it happens and. I mean it's kind of your worst nightmare because he's gonna be like Ohhh……… if he was fingering you its like [spreads your pussy with other fingers]

つ：so thats why… this isn't a good reason to stop.

あ：It's the sort of thing where only later will Nene have to be like. I fucking guess i am fuckign with. hanako of the bathroom.

つ：if anything, psychologically very nice to see Nene's pee sink into the slats of wood and run down the floor. It is my domain and this is my girl

あ：You knowww that's what I wanna see

So often it is Hanako being like ugh sigh rolls eyes… at things Nene and Tsukasa wants, I think it ought to flip for a sec where Nene is like. ofmg. pee pervert hanako-kun!!!!!

つ：it would dawn on her quickly and feel like. donk

あ：sheesh!!!!

つ：BATHROOM…!!! he's so openly like. I succumbed to lust. he's fine with being seen as pee guy

あ：Lol yes In that way its basically canon

つ：he's so far from being like, ew don't be like that.. instead he's like oh you know

あ：tfw. if tsukasa was also there it'd just be two stupid boys being like oh nice

つ：never seen it come out so close before and so open

あ：The objectification. That hanako puts a girl through. where if he was like penetrating he would pull out but hold her by the hips and keep her hovered above, want to feel it drip down over cock. mm yes…. now this i like.

I will teach Tsukasa the opposite of respecting women What Hanako doesn't know is it's like his karma to be the one to pee self in any instances of past shennanies

つ：mmmmmmm pee… if she attempted to stop/freeze at doing it once she fully grasped what was going on, he'd just shove at her and get insistent. Poor nene, it's a gauntlet….

あ：goes. oh cmonnn…. yashiro. [rubs pussy] i'm sorry it is a gauntlet. the way this is a one-sided affair Your mortal body so novel

つ：sadly very vital that Hanako have ego trips of embarrassing her for his pleasure… but he takes joy in the aftercare, too. its the condescension yet care he can lay on thick…. and his willingness to lean into being your sick pervert boy

like ah, you think this isn't what I would want…? Why would you be embarrassed…. I want to see it. It feels good. Nobody else will ever see you like this.

あ：Uhuhm… Bullyish but also cooing excessively, petting… Purring voice talking you through this, but also not stopping anything. ah… you know. I wish Nene could think to compare him to Tsukasa when he's like this… when you get all❤

つ：they are extremely similar when soothing another!

あ：Boys who will creepily run their hands all over you

I do think Hanako just as much likes to watch her cry and then comfort her after… you like inducing all the emotions

[pizzatower60s]

Chapter 2

“Mia can you please take table 3”

Alice in a panicked tone walks up to Mia. Alice is one of Mias coworkers at the malt shop she is a waitress at.

Alice has curly gingery red hair and her life style was very…carefree. Alice was on the richer side way richer than Mia really the only reason why she was here is because her parents cut her off from her allowance.

“Please Mia you have to take table three”

she shakes Mia frantically almost spilling the milkshake that Mia was taking to a table in the process.

“Alice, why cant you take it? Im very busy right now.”

Just then Alice grabs the milkshake from Mias hands

“I will take the milkshake you take table 3. Please no one else will”

As Alice walks away Mia is left crossing her arms sighing to herself.

She grabs the notepad from her dress pocket and begins to walk over to table three.

As she walks she starts to notice the whole reason nobody wanted to serve that table. In the long booth about 5 greasers sat.

Smoking disgustingly cheap cigarettes and talking way to loud for their own good.

Basically acting like they own the place.

Mia doesn’t blame the girls who didn’t want to serve them. Nobody wants to have to deal with the massive levels of ignorance that are radiating the booth.

She studies the greasers as she does with everyone and notices a familiar face.

In the middle of the group sat Peppino flaunting his usual arrogant self.

“Hello what can i get you boys today?”

Peppino takes his attention away from his conversation and looks Mia directly in the eyes.

“Well its nice-a to see you again doll face-a”

Peppino chuckles giving Mia the sly look that he gives every passing women.

“Its very nice to see you again to Peppino”

She gives him her best smile.

“Now then, what will you be having”

Peppino chuckles looking at his friends

“Well…Im-a hoping you have-a you~”

Mia pretends to flip through her notebook

“sorry we are out of that.”

Mia cant help but thinks his attempts are pathetic. I mean how many times has he used that line? I bet more than she can count.

Mia tries her hardest not to get angry over it. She rather die than let him control her emotions.

Mia finally finishes taking their order and brings out their food.

She notices Peppino isnt there he probably went to use the restroom.

She turns around and starts to walk back into the kitchen before she trips on her dress.

she almost face plants on the floor before she feels something grab the back of her dress top.

“you outta be more careful-a” Peppino slyly chuckles as he helps her up.

But when shes finally back on her feet they are close. Really close. Peppino could get a good look of how bright her eyes were.

Peppino was about to utter something before he just sits there.

From this close he notices how her scent is so soft like something that would be used to clean the laundry.

Lavender almost…

Peppino stares at her for what seems like for ever. Why isnt he walking away? Why cant he move?

why in gods name cant he speak!?

And why does she smell so damn good.

Mia looks at him with confusion

“uh..thank you but…i need to get to the kitchen so can u please move…?”

Peppino realizes hes in the way of Mias path.

silently he moves to the side. Of course he doesnt apologize.

He goes back to the booth and sits there. something is visibly wrong with him.

His face feels so warm and sweaty he feels this weird pit in his stomach almost like he swallowed a rock.

“Hey peppino you-a good?” Gustavo says nudging his shoulders

“You lookin a lil unglued?”

Peppino brushes him off

“Nah nah its-a nothin”

Peppino sits there and thinks practically not even touching his food. He cant help but continue to steal glances at Mia as she runs around the malt shop taking and giving orders.

Something about her just makes Peppino never want to take his eyes off

——————————————- Time skip

After work Mia heads out to her bike. But as she walks she sees Peppino and his little troop of greasers all relaxing around a car.

As Mia walks she makes eye contact with Peppino.

And as always she gives him a kind smile. a genuine one.

Why is she being so nice? They have only just met yet she continues to give him that kind smile.

Even if he continues to make sly comments she just…smiles.

A weird feeling builds up in Peppinos chest when he sees that familiar smile.

He wants to say something but…he cant and hes still not sure why.

[softtcurse]

Pretty Girl

synopsis: your relationship with jack was complicated to say the least. A fuck buddy venture yet a sour taste fell into your mouth at the thought of him. But you can’t help but want something more from someone who’s not willing to give you the same.

Passin' around

You blacken your body

No conversation

To ease up your mind

And nobody sings

To see the outside of it

“His name is Jack, he’s really sweet. Urban told me about him a couple of times!” Your bestfriend Ree assured you. “And I mean obviously you know who he is girl. Let’s not fuck around with ourselves he’s like THE IT man right now” She grinned and you walked with her with a slight roll of your eyes. Dating wasn’t in your vision at the moment, and although you appreciated her wanting to be the one to set you up with Mr. Right, you just didn’t see that coming your way anytime soon.

“Ree Im not really up to the club scene right now, I just want to go home and lay down” You whined and watched as the plethora of clothes around you fell onto the ground. She was pulling out every piece of clothing she could out of your closet to see which one you would be wearing.

“Please!? It’ll be so fun I promise! If you start hating it then we’ll leave. You know I’d never want to make you feel uncomfortable”

With a heavy sigh and a nod of your head. You promptly grabbed the dress she was holding up to you and agreed.

You did need to get out of the house and start being yourself again after all.

Your eyes snapped open. You look down. A sigh leaving your lips. Your thighs were patterned with bruises, a hiss escaping your lips when you traced them with your finger tips. You were again reminded of all the things Jack and you did the night previously. The way he had grabbed you, turned you on your back to look at your face while he fucked you. Jack Harlow could be sweet on you when he wanted too. One of the many reason why you didn’t like him.

You looked to your side and saw no sign of him. Thinking he was probably gone again just like all those other nights for the last couple of months.

“Well” you hummed and got yourself off of the bed. Wincing when the soreness in your core made its way evident. Your top long thrown in an empty chair on the corner of the room. When he had tugged it off your body.

Your panties ripped on the side of the bed on the ground. Internally you felt at war with yourself. How the fuck do you keep allowing yourself to keep doing this?

As you maneuvered your way to get some clothes on you paused. A sound of your kitchen came, a couple pots moving around and you heard some cups shift too. You weren’t stupid and you knew exactly who it was. Snatching a robe from your close you quickly tied it around you waist. Tracking downstairs you didn’t even notice that you had left your phone.

The sweet smell of coffee as well as the sizzling sound of bacon hit your senses.

As well as the sound of a very familiar voice.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in 30 minutes, I just gotta finish something here real quick” You hear peeked the corner and there he was. 6’3 dressed in some sweat pants and a t shirt he had left at your house a few days before. Washed, since you had done some laundry and accidentally tossed it in with your own clothes.

Accidentally was becoming a word you were all too familiar with nowadays.

You didn’t mean to eavesdrop. But you couldn’t help it.

Watching as he played the food. A smirk on his lips as he talk to whoever was on the other line.

“Yeah, yeah. I gotta go now though. Alright bye”

He clicked his screen and ended the call.

“You done over there spying?” Jack asked. Bringing a piece of bacon to his lips but yet he didn’t look at you.

You jumped. A flush of heat hit your cheeks at being caught snooping. Fuck.

You straightened your back and crossed your arms over your chest. Rolling your eyes and clearing your throat.

“Snooping? It’s my house” You walked into the kitchen fully. Your legs being hit by the cool breeze as he had a window cracked open.

He hummed and chewed. His eyes locking with yours. You fought the urge to look away. “What are you even still doing here Jack?”

You sat down on the stool where your island countertop was. A plate slid towards you. Bacon, eggs, toast, and some mixed fruit. Your stomach was basically begging you to eat. “What am I still doing here? Can’t a guy just make a pretty girl some breakfast without there being a motive?” Jack whispered into your ear. His hand touching your back. A shock of what felt like electricity ran through your back.

A sarcastic laugh escaped your lips.

Pretty girl

You were so used to that nickname falling off his lips. Smooth like butter and thick like the finest honey you’ve ever tasted.

“I just assumed you had another side piece to get to” You shrugged and picked up your fork. Brining s piece of egg to your lips and chewing slowly. You could smell his expensive cologne lingering on his skin even with all the shuffling and moving around you both did last night. His chain that had been previously hovering over your face as he fucked you into the mattress now sat obediently on the material of his t shirt.

“So what if I do? You’re not my girlfriend” He snapped at you suddenly.

A silence fell over you two.

Once again you were reminded why you didn’t like Jack Harlow.

You scanned his face for any sign of regret and you found none. Of course not. A permanent smirk on his features, almost as if he knew that it would get to you.

“You’re right I’m not, and I don’t want to be. Dealing with you 24/7, with your ways and not knowing what other bitch you could possibly fucking is not something I want to be drawn into” You dropped your fork harshly onto your plate. A loud clink from contact.

“Get the fuck out of my house”

“With pleasure pretty girl, see you next time”

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Two days had passed and you’ve only occasionally exchanged text with Jack back and fourth. A little phone sex thrown into the mix. Your vibrator just wasn’t enough sometimes, and even though you didn’t like Jack he was there for whenever you needed a release. He was more than willing actually.

“He keeps asking about you, you know?” Ree mentioned over brunch. Your peach and mango cocktail sitting cold in front of you. A few sips down and you knew you were in it.

“Yeah as I’m sure he asks about a bunch of the girls he fucks in a daily basis” You snort back a laugh and shake your head.

“I haven’t seen other girls at the shows I go with Urban too, who knows? Maybe you’re just different him him?” You watched your friend grin and shrug. Taking a sip of her own drink while she watched your face contort into confusion. You quickly had shrugged that aside. There was no way Jack Harlow liked you. The feeling was mutual.

Preoccupied

And nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

Nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

Nobody's hiding it

A VIP lanyard around your neck and your satin baby blue dress fitting perfectly around your body. You had gotten some heels for an event you had been invited to a month or two prior and you hadn’t ended up going. Who were you to waste a nice pair of heels? So you decide to wear them tonight for Jack’s final show of his tour. Come Home The Kids Miss Yo. You loved the album, you let his ego grow when you told him how much you loved it too.

As you were getting checked in by security you noticed a few fans off in the distance waving at you and shouting your name. You were only associated to Jack by Ree and Urban. You had been put on some blogs as well as some fan accounts whenever you were seen with him which you tried to keep very minimal, as minimal as you could, really. You offered them a small smile and wave. The very tall security guard nodding his head and leading you to the back of the venue. A private hallway leading down to where Jack would surely be. Hopefully Ree and Urban too.

“He’ll be in that room right there” The guard nodded at you. He looked very professional and his demeanor was nothing more than that.

“Thanks I appreciate it” You released a breath You didn’t even know you were holding. The heel of the man’s shoes clicked and before you knew it he was rounding the corner and disappeared. You could hear the echoes of the people talking from outside even from where you were. It just showed the amount of people waiting to see a piece of him. They adored him, Jack had a charm to him that was undeniable and even if you didn’t like him you could admit that.

You walked towards the dressing room door. Your hand turning the knob slowly.

“I missed you so much baby, god it’s been so long since I’ve seen you heard a whiney voice.

“I know pretty girl” the all too familiar voice with the all too familiar nickname. You didn’t know why it felt like utter poison escaping his lips. You could practically see his lips move as he said those two words.

Your teeth clenched. Your throat closed up and for a moment you felt as if all the air had been punched from your lungs.

“Am I going to see you tonight?”

“Mhm, I’ll tell one of my guys to bring you back to the bus so we can go up to the hotel room”

A loud squeal from the woman and a couple of kissing sounds fell into the air.

You had never felt so humiliated in your life.

Fuck Jack Harlow.

Your mind felt so numb you didn’t even hear the footsteps approaching you.

“Hey YN? You good?” You looked up. Urban. He looked genuinely concerned. Something you had been needing from someone in your life that wasn’t Ree.

“I’m okay” You whimpered out.

“Hey, hey. What’s wrong? You want me to get Ree-“

“No no, please don’t. Please don’t” You begged him. Your eyes felt heavy. A couple ton of weights holding onto your eyelid. You were stopping yourself from being a mess to a man who you knew yet felt so much like a stranger to this point.

Your senses were so heightened up to this point. You heard the door click open.

“What’s going on here?”

Jack.

“YN’s not feeling good” Urban spoke for you. Looking in between you and Jack. Not knowing if that was the right thing to say. You looked in the mix between utterly pissed and utterly sick.

“What?” Jack’s hand placed under your arm. You immediately moved it out of his grasp.

“Don’t fucking touch me ever again. Don’t you text me, don’t ask for me, don’t even look at my shit ever again. Do you understand me?” You spared his feelings not one bit. Your gaze turned to his. If looks could kill Jack wouldn’t be standing where he was right now. You knew that for a fact.

“What the fuck are you going on about? What’s wrong with you?” Jacks laugh was bitter. It left a sour taste in your mouth. You should’ve known. Everything was a joke to him.

“YOURE WHATS FUCKING WRONG WITH ME” You yelled at him. “YOU JACK, ITS ALWAYS FUCKING YOU.”

You read his face and he seemed to be shocked. Sure you two had your plenty of arguments, they never came down to yelling. It was more jabs and sly remarks. Then you two would fuck it out like you always did. This felt so much more different, and he didn’t know why the pit of his stomach sank.

“Woah, calm the fuck down-“

“NO! FUCK YOU! DO YOU HEAR ME?!” You felt embarrassed and ashamed, more so knowing that his girlfriend for the night. Was in the dressing room hearing you get humiliated, they probably both got off of the fact that you were so stupid to even come here.

Your finger was pointed directly at his chest.

“You sit and send me a whole fucking VIP badge to come see you, you ask my fucking bestfriend about me as if you give a damn about me and then I come here like a fucking idiot knowing I despise your guts and hear you talking about making plans to fuck someone else after your show is over?” You try to dissect what you knew to be true. It sounded like you were explaining it to him but it was more so for yourself. You were trying to understand what the whole point of it was.

“Ermm, I think I’m just gonna-“ Urban felt extremely uncomfortable with the situation, and in any other scenario you would have felt bad but he was guilty by association.

Jacks laugh radiated the empty hallways and your ears. You were overdosed with distain at this point.

“So you’re tripping because I invited you to my show- which by the way it was just because my bestfriend is dating your fucking bestfriend so I felt like I needed to” Ouch. “And because I’m not fucking you tonight? Come on pretty girl, you can have me tomorrow night. I promise”

Oh you wanted to punch his so fucking bad.

“You don’t get to decide who I fuck, we’re not dating. I don’t want to date you or anyone for that matter, so if you feel the same then why are you up my ass about it? Stop acting like you’re fucking in love with me or something”

You hated the fact that his words hit harder than they usually would. You didn’t know why. You knew this.

“I’m glad we got that out of the way. Next time you decide to humiliate me then do it in-front of a bigger audience. That’ll do you more good.” You turned to Urban, hearing Jack scoff behind you.

“Please don’t tell Ree. Please” You asked. “She’ll worry about me and I don’t want her to waste her time doing that anymore”

“Umm, yeah no worries YN. I’m sorry” Urban apologetically looked at you. You didn’t know what he was apologizing for. Was he sorry because he knew? Or because of his friend’s actions? You didn’t care anymore.

“Yeah thanks” You mumbled and walked away. Ripping the VIP lanyard around your neck and tossing it on the ground. It left a slight sting on your skin.

One more reason to not like him, and you were okay with that.

///

Your emotions had been pent up over the last week or so. You managed to find the urge to block Jack on everything you would. Even on tik tok. Just to get your point across that you truly wanted nothing to do with him anymore. Urban had kept his end of the bargain and hadn’t told Ree anything. You knew she’d end up finding Jack and possibly fighting up if she found out. Not that you couldn’t deal with it yourself but she was very protective over you and it wouldn’t end up pretty.

“I’m doing this for her, I’m doing this for her” You kept mumbling to yourself. Outside of the restaurant, squeezing your fights and acting like everything was fine and well. The most you could do. Lying to Ree wasn’t something you liked doing, but when she had asked why you didn’t arrive at the show you had made some bullshit excuse that you had fallen sick due to some food you ate. That was enough for you to cover up that whole night.

“YN I know you don’t like him but please just try to get along with him for me? Please?” Your bestfriend Ree begged you. Her hands enclasped and in a rayed position because at this point that’s what she felt like. Holding on to her sanity that you would be in a room with Jack for a couple of hours.

Unknown to her, you were trying the hardest you could. Only the universe knows how much it took out of you to get dressed and stand being in a room with him.

“Ree I don’t know how to tell you that I don’t want to be around him! He’s a condescending asshole and he equally doesn’t like me so why the fuck does it matter?” You pouted your lips. You looked too fucking good tonight to waste an outfit. You had just been informed by Ree that Jack was making an appearance at her birthday dinner. Urban being her boyfriend he was bound to be there and you knew that. But that didn’t make you any less pissed.

“Why are you acting like that?” Ree looked at you and smirked. Crossing her arms.

“You’re acting like yall haven’t been fucking like you’re in heat for the past couple of weeks” She shrugged.

“Shhhh! Way to reveal my darkest secrets” You felt heat creep up on your cheeks and you moved a piece of your hair behind your ear.

Ree tugged you along. You obliged. A sign escaped your lips. She was so lucky you loved her.

So, so so lucky

As soon as you walked in your eyes narrowed down to the man you dreaded to see. You hadn’t spoken or even texted him in nearly a week. Which was a record for you. You folded so quickly for him sometimes it was ridiculous. Not to be mistaken with your distain for him because you really didn’t like him. Now more than ever.

You swore it

As soon as his eyes looked at yours. A stupid grin appeared on your face. Ree had long left your side and ran to Urban. Who awaited her with bags of gifts and a sweet grin. His arms awaiting her too.

“What’s with the face?” Jack asked you. Bringing a drink up to his lips. There were a lot of your friends at the table where you guys would be having Fee’s birthday dinner. Even a few members of PG who you haven’t really met yet.

“The face?”

“Mhm, you look mad” Well not shit. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

“I’m not mad. You being here is just an inconvenience for me”

“Oooo I see” Fuck he looked so good. His curls sitting perfectly on his head. His blue new balance track suit fitted perfectly too.

“You thought I wasn’t gonna come huh?” He had leaned down to whisper into your ear. A shudder fell on your spine.

“Pretty girl, not so smart”

“Don’t call me that”

“Why not? You loved it when I would hold your hands behind your back while I fucked you senseless and called you that”

You wanted to squeeze your legs shut. It had been a minute since you’ve gotten any. That was purely because you couldn’t bring yourself to out yourself into another situationship, that and you didn’t want to sleep with a random one night stand.

Open your mind

Filled it with bullshit

Locked up your heart

Without even knowing it

It must be a sign

The days that we're living in

“I’d rather not be associated with the other women you have attached to your name. Thanks”

“Listen if it’s about-“

“No, I don’t want to talk about it. I told you I was done and I meant it.”

Jack’s face visibly fell. You could see the way his jaw clenched and you almost felt bad for him.

“I just want to explain myself a little more, so I don’t look like the most awful person to you.”

“It’s a little too late for that don’t you think?” You offered him a sad smile. “I can pretend that we get along for the sake of our friends. But as far as you and I are concerned. There’s no us Jack. There will never be and you’ve made that quite clear.”

“You can’t blame this all on me, you don’t like me either” Jack stopped you as you were beginning to walk away to take your seat.

“No Jack I didn’t, but maybe for just a second I was changing my mind”

“I’m sorry”

You paused. A shaky sigh escaped your lips.

“I didn’t touch her. I haven’t touched anyone since we started…doing whatever we were doing.” His hand came around your wrist. Pulling you closer to him. Not intimately but just enough so it was only the two of you in your own little bubble. Everyone else was distracted and that was a good thing for the both of you.

“Can we go back to my car and talk about it? Please?”

You gulped. Looking around, Ree who smiled at your and gave you a thumbs up. A guilty pit fell to your stomach. You would have to tell her the truth sooner or later. You then turned to Jack and nodded.

“Quickly.”

It only took 5 minutes for you to go outside and get inside his car. The black tinted windows giving you some sort of comfort. Jack had opened and closed the door for you. He always did, but it was especially intimate in the way his hand fell to the small of your back to make sure you got in just fine.

You kept having to remind yourself that he wasn’t your boyfriend. You two weren’t talking.

He was just Jack Harlow. Someone he’d always been in your life.

You watched him get in. Your eyes darted towards the dashboard once he got in comfortably. His fingers tapping against the steering wheel. Although you two had no intention of going anywhere.

“I didn’t fuck her”

“I know, you told me”

“I feel like you don’t believe”

“Why does it matter what I believe?”

Jack laughed. Not in a condescending way like he usually would. A guilty laugh.

“I care what you think…”

It was your turn to laugh now.

“Did I come here to listen to you tell jokes?”

“I’m being serious. What I said was stupid and I know it was. Trust me, I got a scolding from Urban for what I said.”

You sighed throwing your head back and closing your eyes. Your lashes hitting your cheeks. You kept your hands on your lap.

“You still kissed her Jack. You still….you still called her what you called me. Maybe it’s stupid, but it hurt. I don’t know why so don’t ask.” You stopped him. You knew that would be a question.

“It’s not stupid, I wasn’t thinking. I guess I just….I don’t know. That’s the only time I called her that.”

“Who was she?”

“Do I have to answer that?” Jack cautiously asked. He was expecting you to punch him in the mouth as soon as you saw him in the restaurant. But the way you kept yourself restrained made him even more nervous.

“You dont have to,but I’d appreciate it” You mumbled. His hand inched closed to yours before finally his hand was on top of yours.

“Some girl I used to mess around with back in Louisville, before I moved to Atlanta” He gripped your hand softly. You knew he was being genuine.

“Okay, I believe you” You assured him.

His hand inched closer to your thigh. You let him.

“I missed you”

“Did you?”

He smacked his teeth and rolled his eyes.

“You know I did, come here” He patted his lap. You were more than happy to obliged.

You managed to shift over with ease. Your head hitting the roof a little before you were settled in his lap. His hands immediately cupping your cheeks and bringing you down to kiss him. Your lips entangled in a messy make out session. His large hands beginning to run down your back and at the curve of your ass. Lifting the material of your dress. You had a flimsy pair of panties on.

Your arms wrapped around his head. Pushing his mouth closed to yours. It was getting warmer and warmer by the minute. Fuck, you needed this.

“You want me to fuck you good?” Jack mumbled against your lips. Your nude and brown ombré lipstick getting smudged against his lips.

“Mhm, please fuck me good” You begged.

Jack smirked and nodded. Who was he to deny you?

“Lift your hips up for me pretty girl” You lifted your hips and let him pull his sweats down. You could feel how hard he was through them and even more when his boxers exposed how needy he was for you. Your right hand leaned down and you cupped his dick through his briefs. Earning a very loud groan from the back of Jack’a throat.

Pushing down his briefs his hard dick slapped his abdomen. You licked your lips and started pumping him while he worked on pushing your panties aside.

“Slide in slowly pretty girl, take your time” Jack instructed your. His eyes squeezing shut when you sunk down in his length. Your shaky moans and whimpers directly on his ear. His hands placed themselves on your waist- well one in your waist, the other on your throat.

At that point your eyes were filled with lust, glazed over with pure need that you were getting your drug of Jack Harlow. Nothing else really mattered in that moment. You knew that was part of your problem.

“Oh fuck!” You tossed your head back. Starting to rotate your hips. The dirty sounded of his skin hitting yours felt so sinful. Every inch of him inside of you, you could feel every vein. He was your own real life Adonis.

“Yeah that’s it pretty girl. Fuck your self on my dick. Take what you need from me you dirty bitch” Jack o panted through clenched teeth. His lips finding your neck yet again. Sinking on your delicate skin which would 100% leave a bruise on the spots.

You felt your legs quiver. Her hands desperately reaching to grab onto his hair.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” You yelled. Messy and sloppy thrusts being reciprocated by Jack.

“Cum for me baby, I’m gonna come inside of you okay? Can I please do that?” Jack asked you. Which you nodded. You were on birth control anyways.

It didn’t take much longer for your climax to come. For Jack to release himself inside of you. For your eyes it glaze over as you stared into his eyes. Pressing your lips with his again.

“Let’s go back to my place?” Jack asked you.

“Okay”

///

Beep

Beep

Beep

Jack lazily reached over to grab his phone. His eyes being hit by the harsh sun immediately. In his mind he cussed himself out for not investing in black out curtains. His hair messy from the activities from the previous night. All he could think about was taking you out to eat some syrupy waffles and a cup of hot tea. Fuck he could really use some.

“Baby can you close the blinds for me please?” Jack muttered. Reaching over to touch the side of the bed you always laid on. Only to find cold covers.

He assumed for a second that you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth or maybe even taking a shower. However he didn’t hear the faucet or the shower running.

“YN?”

Nothing.

Jack sat up rubbing his eyes. His bare chest being hit by the cool air.

Your clothes were gone, your phone was gone. It was as if there was no trace of you to begin with. If it wasn’t for the lingering smell of your perfume Jack would’ve thought he was going crazy.

Snatching his phone frustratedly off the covers he was quick to unlock it and open his contacts. His finger hovering over your name on his phone.

pretty girl 💓

Hesitantly he clicked on it.

“Please leave your voice mail box for-“

It was finally your turn to leave.

Preoccupied

And nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

And nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

Nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

And nobody's hiding it

Preoccupied

And nobody's hiding it

[portraitsofguilt]

Heyyy! If matchups are still open can I get one for arcane or overwatch!

20 nb lesbian ESFP. artist, entertainer, artist, musician. I'm pretty butch, goth, I use they/them, I'm short and have dark short black hair, gauges and multiple tattoos, people compare me to Wednesday, Sevika, Ruby (Steven universe) and Toph. I tend to dress in all black, purple or red. When I'm not working Im drawing writing or playing guitar. I'm a chill person, who prefers to listen to people talk, or just being able to relax around people. However with specific subjects I can get more talkative. I have a small friend group cuz I'm really picky, people say I am friendly and inviting, but I look intimidating or unapproachable due to my rbf and alt style. They also describe me as easy to talk to, chill, nonjudgmental, protective and a bitch to people when I need to be. I'm not easily angered, but I used to get into fights, and I'm very protective of the people I choose to be around. I exercise every night, I love interacting with new people, listening to hard rock or metal, partying, drinking smoking, or spending the night inside. It honestly depends on my mood, I like cooking, long car rides and adventures. Honestly kinda just a stoner in scary clothes. Scary and cool till I open my mouth then I'm more of a lovable idiot.

your match-up and star messenger is . . .

JUNKER QUEEN ! ODESSA "DEZ" STONE (estp) !

you are the "annoyingly loud, tall and their scary sweetheart short s/o" couple

maybe it was your similar style that convinced odessa there was no better person for her, or that she had to think twice to talk to you when first meeting you because you looked like you were about to murder someone. either way, she was attracted to you the second she had laid eyes on you.

odessa has much to say and even more wild stories to tell you and that requires a pair of patient ears. she is glad you like listening to her tales, that no matter how horrible it may sound you answer to her without poison on your tongue. the two of you would have only small kinks when communicating, phrasing your sentences too emotionally or overly poetic would confuse odessa, setting up an awkward silence session between the two of you.

the two of you are rarely resting, odessa always has a new adventure for you two to go on. both of you have the type of personality that doesn't like to sit around, do pointless routines or tasks, and rather be creating new things, building new connections, and going to concerts, parties, or hang with your friends.

junker queen will try to learn at least one of you hobbies, most likely playing the guitar. she never really had the opportunity to learn an instrument and would like to expand her skills and open herself up to new possibilities in smaller ways. to think she would make a bad student is completely wrong, odessa can be patient she just needs a bit more encouragement to handle such things as music. in fighting you need to throw big punches, and the guitar needs a delicate touch.

some aspects of your relationship would be:

her constantly teasing you about the height difference, she is 7ft tall, and nobody tops that

drive-in cinema dates! there is a place that still does this thing, a little far away but neither of you is complaining about the long road ahead

talking shit about those rude people for no reason is one of your ways to connect and suddenly start a deep talk

odessa can't help but find it adorable how you stand up for her or yourself if somebody is bothering either of you

MEETING EACH OTHER !

version 1

the night was still young but you were just getting started with your laps around the abandoned block in the town. if there was any reason why you took your exercises in the night remained unanswered, you didn't remember, it has been going on for so long. so wrapped in your own thoughts, trying to figure out why was it so relishing to work out in the night you missed the person coming towards you and the two of you bumped into each other. falling ass first on the ground, a groan left your throat. it took you a second to regain control over your shaken body, that's when you first saw her, offering you a hand with a troubled look on her face.

"are you alright there? i didn't expect anyone else around this turn of time, this place in town. i'm odessa."

version 2

you were part of junkertown's enforcers, serving directly under the queen herself which was a surprise for you too since you haven't been in the line of duty for too long. you have never seen the queen personally, only on the papers that were put up around the town and her commands came through your squad leader. on the night junkrat, a former resident of the town claimed that he found a 'treasure' and you along with your comrades were sent out to take a look at said 'treasure' only for it to turn out to be a trap set up by him and his partner in crime, roadhog. in the fight, you were incapacitated, and by the time you woke up your queen's face was the first thing to greet you.

"i'm sure the two of us can talk about compensation privately... a queen cares for every one of their enforcers."

YOUR SONG IS . . .

can't feel my face by the weeknd !

[yslkook]

UNFUCKWITABLE (9)

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summary: jungkook convinces you to take a staycation with him for a few days (a week).

pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc

warnings: cursing, alc, excessive use of pet names, oc and jk discuss their unprotected sex practices, vomiting, some jealous jk, mild exhibitionism, fingers in oc's mouth grinding, making out, oral (m), titjob

word count: 7k

a/n: if you want to be tagged, send an ask plz. would love to hear your thoughts. also...cant believe mom manifested into butter jk im in pain

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Jungkook is unsurprised to enter your home with the key you’d given him the other week and find it completely empty. You’ve been working early mornings and incredibly late nights for the last week and a half, and he can tell it’s beginning to take a toll on you. The first sign that you were beginning to wear down was when you had skipped dinner in favor of sleeping. The second was when you had snapped at him in irritation and then immediately cried over hurting his feelings.

He can think of about a dozen other things, including the even more pronounced bags under your eyes. You’ve always had dark circles under your eyes naturally from hyperpigmentation but these days, not even concealer can help you mask them.

In fact, the reason that you’d even given him a key was because you felt like work was taking over your entire life. You’d hardly had a chance to see anyone who wasn’t a work colleague, and you just missed Jungkook. At least this way, you could wake up and go to bed with him.

You had only been calling Jungkook your partner just shy of four months, and he had a key to your home. Perhaps it was fast for other people, but with him, it felt right. So he keeps a copy of your keys on his lanyard- it’s possibly his most prized possession right now. Jungkook usually only comes when you ask him to, he’s been staying at your place for the last week because of how tired and busy you were.

Usually you stop by the tattoo parlor at least once or twice a week, but you have been sparse because of work. So he’s here, in your home without you. It felt strange the first few times he’d been here without you, but then he started leaving little pockets of himself- his shoes next to yours, his hair product on your shelf, and his two of his jackets hanging near yours in the closet. He’d even purchased a new plant to keep on your windowsill in your living room (which you take turns dutifully watering and making sure she gets enough sunlight).

It’s all very domestic. He had jokingly told you not to expose him to your shared friends, specifically Mina and Mei. To which you had rolled your eyes.

Though some small, very small, part of him wonders if the magic will fade away soon. Considering how fast you both are moving both physically into your home and in your relationship.

It’s only been a few months, and you both were incredibly comfortable with the idea of unprotected sex- after all, Jungkook always pulls out in time. Until, of course, you’d had a pregnancy scare. Hoseok and Yoongi, ever the pair of realists, had scolded him when Jungkook had revealed that you both hardly ever used any protection-

“Are you trying to knock her up? Is that it? You both ready to potentially be parents?” Yoongi says mildly as he polishes off his wine, looking at Jungkook expectantly. Jungkook’s cheeks burn.

“No, I’m not trying to knock her up and no, nobody’s trying to be parents-”

“You both are lucky you haven’t knocked her up already,” Hoseok says, with more heat in his voice, “You both are fucking stupid, but you especially.” He even smacks the back of his head with the book in his hands and Jungkook glares at him.

“Hey, my pull out game has always been strong, and I’m serious about her. We wouldn’t fuck raw if-”

“Oh, yes, then we definitely have nothing to worry about,” Yoongi says, “Keep it moving, Hobi.

“Talk to her about it, or else,” Hoseok threatens, “I don’t wanna hear about another pregnancy scare because you’re both idiots.”

“I know, I know,” Jungkook relents, “We’ve been talking about it. It just sucks that birth control can fuck up a woman’s body like that, you know? Mood changes and appetite changes, nausea and everything…”

“You could always get a vasectomy,” Yoongi says bluntly.

“Mei said the same thing. She was way more mean about it, though. Told me she’d cut my balls off if I didn’t get my shit together.”

“I don’t blame her, considering what a mess you both were last month.”

“We were not a mess!”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so stressed ever in your life, not even when your first bike got run over by a car. Or when your tattoo got infected three consecutive times. And I’ve never seen her cry so much before.”

“Alright, maybe we’re a little bit of a mess.”

In the end, you and Jungkook had both decided that yes, condoms were probably a good idea. Considering the pregnancy scare you had last month, you both were on edge and a little paranoid. Jungkook hadn’t even mentioned the idea of you taking birth control or getting an IUD, knowing that your last few experiences with the former were unpleasant-

“I can get a vasectomy, you know. In fact, Yoongi suggested it,” Jungkook shrugs nonchalantly but your jaw drops.

“Jungkook. I don’t think vasectomies are reversible like that. Think about what you’re saying,” You murmur, “I’m touched you’d consider a surgical procedure so I don’t have to take birth control, but what if-”

“I looked it up, they can be reversed-”

“But Jungkook! You don’t know that, what if you want to have kids later and you can’t because you decided on a fucking whim to get a vasectomy? It’s still trauma on your body! You can’t just snip snap, snip snap your vas deferens tube whenever you please. At least with birth control you can start and stop it, even if that’s not a completely benign process.”

Jungkook looks at you long and hard, his tongue poking his cheek and you sigh. “But I don’t-”

“Honey. I appreciate your thoughtfulness,” You murmur, squeezing his hands in yours, “But we’re both being stupid. We’re both acting like condoms don’t exist. Why don’t we start with condoms and then think about getting your tubes tied or me getting an IUD?”

“You spoiled me,” Jungkook complains dramatically and drops his head to your chest, “With your pussy. I’m spoiled now.”

“Shut up.”

And so now, a box of condoms sits in the drawer of your nightstand and you’ve taken to bringing a few with you in your purse as well (and so does he). You’d been far more nervous buying condoms than you’d ever been of buying anything else, and Jungkook had only cockily grinned at you.

Today’s Friday and it’s the day of your deadline. Meaning that you’d hopefully be home soon and be his for the rest of the weekend. He fully plans on getting you to relax and stay in for the majority of the weekend, so that you can catch up on sleep.

But then you come home past dinner (you had sent him a text earlier telling him that you were going to be late. He knows your mood is sour- you had been in a foul mood all week, and the fact that you’re so close to being home but so far just makes it worse). You come home with an empty belly, a weary mind and wetness along your lash line. Climbing into bed next to him, you circle your arms around his waist and cry tiredly into his chest.

“J-Jungkook,” You hiccup, “I’m so tired, they kept me s-so late today but it’s done. Everything is finished-”

“Oh, baby,” He sighs, rubbing your back soothingly, “It’s okay. We can just sleep now. You should take a few days off next week, baby.”

“I don’t know…” But your eyes are wide and considering it.

“You’ve been running on empty all week,” Jungkook points out, “For longer than that. Your job can handle two or three days without you while you recharge. Text your boss, baby. You need to rest, too.”

He nudges your cheek with his nose and you hum in agreement. “Okay. Five day weekend? Sure you won’t get tired of me?” You murmur and laugh when he squeezes your waist.

“We can make it a staycation.”

And you’re already texting your boss, telling her that you needed a few days off next week. She gives you a thumbs up and encourages you to rest up, making it a point to recognize how hard you’ve been working. She even suggests you take the full week off, which you jump at and Jungkook only grins at you.

“My brilliant girl, charming her way into a full week off.”

You swat his hand away and hide your burning but satisfied face in his chest. “Yeah, your bad habits are rubbing off on me.”

“Oh, that’s not the only thing rubbing off on you,” Jungkook says wickedly and pushes his hips into yours, earning a fierce pinch to his bare waist.

“Hush, I’m trying to nap,” You mumble, your voice muffled. Without warning, you lick his neck and bite lightly at the base of his neck, ignoring his soft yelp. He doesn’t have a chance to question you on what that was, as you’re already falling asleep.

You’ve always thought from the beginning, even when you and Jungkook were just friends, that he was an ass man. You’ve caught him staring at your ass many, many times- in jeans, in a dress, in a skirt. And now that you both are officially together, he spends any and every moment he can with a hand on your ass. Casually, when you both walk side by side. And purposefully when you’re both just in his bed or on your couch. His hand is a well known presence on your ass, not that you’re complaining.

One of Jungkook’s favorite places to nap is on your ass, with his cheek pressed into you and one hand firmly gripping your ass. He also likes laying with his head on your lap. But his favorite place to nap is with his head buried in your chest, specifically buried in between your tits. He is currently analyzing his hypothesis that your right tit is smaller than your left, a thought he’s had for a while now, but needs further samples of evidence to properly assess.

But he’s always had an affinity for your tits, whether you’re blissfully unaware of it or not. You don’t notice it not really- you like any and all of his touches on any inch of your skin, as you’ve told him many times before. Especially when he holds you close next to him or under him and you feel protected, surrounded by only him.

He holds you, looks at you as if you’re as soothing as the sea and as bright as a supernova. And yet, the universe is contained in his big, doe eyes.

But really, at the end of the day, it’s an affinity for you. Jungkook loves every part of your mind, body, and soul, and he thinks he has for a long time. His heart has been tangled with yours since the first time he had seen you years ago at Hobi’s surprise birthday party that you had planned. Jungkook is sure that when he had seen you with a homemade red velvet cheesecake with a ‘Happy Birthday Hobi <3’ written perfectly in red icing in your arms, a silly party hat on your head, and a shy, beaming smile on your lips, he had been magnetized to your center of gravity from then on.

But even then, he had only hovered. Barely introducing himself, if it weren’t for Mina and Mei. He thought he had known girls like you- girls who baked cakes, planned elaborate birthday parties for their friends and wore flowery dresses liked other predictable people. It’s another one of his hypotheses (which has been clearly debunked)- but by now, he knows not to be so judgmental of others.

But he doesn’t dwell on that for long. Even the first time he met you, right after he had introduced himself to you and you had stared at him with starstruck eyes and stammered a quiet ‘hello’ in return, Sora had cornered him. And told him to back off from right then, that you were off limits. That you’d never be interested in a guy like him, so to not even spend a second in his stupid little mind even entertaining the ridiculous idea.

So he backed off subconsciously, thinking it wasn’t worth it to even know you as a friend. He’d convinced himself that it was too much trouble, and Jungkook has always been an easygoing kind of guy in most instances. After all, your best friend would know you best, right? And really, what did he care? As the saying goes, there were about a million other fish in the sea.

However. Even then, with each word uttered between you both, with each laugh that he pulled from your soft mouth, he couldn’t help the reluctant fondness for you that began to bloom. You had surprised him every few months after that, just saying hello at events that you were both present at and asking how he was. With that stupidly beautiful smile and those bright, shy eyes.

You were a smart, kind woman, always remembering details about others. And he was no exception.

That was years ago. He’s known you since your third year at university, hanging by a thread just outside your orbit. But this is now.

This is now, and your lips are against his neck, your chest pressed to his. You climb into his lap haphazardly, nearly knocking your mug off of the coffee table. You both have only just woken up and stumbled out of bed for coffee and breakfast. You had combed the tangles out of his bedhead with his head in your lap, but now sleepiness has washed away and you’re tugging at his oversized shirt.

You promptly bite him, right where his neck tattoo starts and ends. Jungkook meets your eyes with an incredulous, breathy laugh. “What’s gotten into you?” He murmurs, palming your chest from under your shirt.

“Nothing. You just have a very biteable neck, I told you,” You say, resuming your inspection of the vein next to his tattoo, “What a juicy jugular vein-”

Jungkook holds your wrist and flips you so that your back is on the couch. “My sexy vampire girlfriend. Love when she starts talking about my jugular vein.”

“Watch out, I might drink from it. You never know,” You giggle with a wink, squirming in his grip.

“You can do whatever you want,” Jungkook murmurs but then an idea that has been planted in his head for weeks now spills from his lips without him meaning to, “I wanna fuck your tits, baby.”

Your eyes go comically wide, mimicking Jungkook’s own. His cheeks are a little pink from his abrupt confession as silence falls between you both.

“That’s really interesting,” You muse.

“Is it?” He asks, feeling a little lightheaded. You tug a little at his purple locks to pull him down to you.

“Yeah. Always thought you liked booty. And legs,” You shrug, “But I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised.”

Jungkook’s throat is too dry for him to reply coherently. But he finds his voice after you give him a reassuring smile, “Uh, when it’s you, I like everything.”

“Me too. When it’s you, I like everything,” You mumble, heat rising in your cheeks, “And uh… you can. Do that I mean.”

“Do what?” He asks teasingly, tilting his head to the side.

“Don’t play dumb,” You whine, shoving his shoulder.

“C’mon say it,” Jungkook jeers, not unkindly, “Put your big girl panties on.”

“I hate you,” You sigh dramatically, “Fine. You can fuck my tits, if you so desire.” His face splits into a grin as he thumbs your chin and ducks his head into your neck. He playfully nips at your skin, murmuring that he’s just giving you a taste of your own medicine, but you feel his half hard cock pressing against your thigh.

The image of his cock wet and slick between your tits is now imprinted in your mind, and when both of you want something, you’ll surely get it.

Despite your eagerness of making Jungkook’s wish a reality, neither of you have had the chance for your usual shenanigans just yet. You still have quite a few days of your staycation left, so you won’t rush it. You had spent most of the first two days sleeping, cuddling, spooning, eating and lots and lots of slow sex.

You think you can count on one hand the number of times you’ve left your bed. Jungkook has been nothing short of wonderful, bringing you food (just this once, you hate eating while in bed), giving you shoulder rubs and booty rubs without you asking. Your favorite ice cream is in your freezer. Life is good.

His shirt hangs off of your shoulder and you’re too lazy to fix it. In fact you’re too lazy for pajama bottoms, only settling on your favorite pair of comfortable panties (nothing flashy. Just a standard black cotton panty) to wear under your shirt. One might even call them granny panties or whatever, but lace was uncomfortable on your skin. Lace and thongs are for very, very special occasions (hardly if ever) and you are in the comfort of your own home. You’ll be comfortable if it’s the last thing you do.

In fact, you’re too lazy to even raise your head to pucker your lips for a kiss from Jungkook. You only open your arms and hum, as if he’s supposed to telepathically know what you want from him. But he does, and he flops onto you once he tugs his shirt off. Jungkook’s face remains buried in your chest as you gently rub his scalp.

He hums happily, nearly purring at your touch and shoves himself closer into your hold. You can’t believe this man, the man who mildly intimidated you for years, is now in your arms and purring like a baby kitten. He’s admitted a few times that his scalp has been irritated and inflamed ever since he dyed his hair purple. One of his favorite things is to lay in your lap while you massage a mix of coconut oil and peppermint oil into his scalp.

He looks up at you, warm heat blazing in his eyes. You’re about to ask him what he’s thinking about but he palms your pussy from under your shirt- your still swollen, puffy pussy from the four times he’s made you cum already.

“Can I help you, Jungkook,” You ask flatly, but your poker face breaks when he dots you with kisses up and down your thighs.

“Yeah, fuck,” Jungkook groans, voice slowing to a whine, “I’m still hard, baby, fuck. Help me.”

“How are you still hard,” You wonder with a grin, “Damn, Jeon. You must really like me, huh?”

“If that wasn’t obvious then I’m clearly not doing something right here,” He breathes into your skin.

“Gimme a kiss then,” You murmur, pushing his long hair behind his ear. His eyebrow piercing glints in the light of your bedroom and you trace it gently with your fingertips. Jungkook desperately pushes his lips to yours, parting your lips easily and slipping his tongue into your mouth. He kisses your teeth hungrily, strands of his hair brushing against your cheeks.

His hips roll into yours impatiently, hands already pawing at your shirt. The air in your bedroom is suddenly so stifling, thick and nearly choking you both with the intensity of your desire. You just want him to feel good with you.

“Jungkook,” You say softly with warm cheeks, “You can use me, however you want. Tell me what you want, bunny.”

He lets out a quiet gasp, his eyes bright and wide.

You’re both on the same page, because he’s scrambling to chuck his boxers to the side and you’re tossing your shirt on top of his boxers.

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“Fuuuck,” Jungkook groans. He’s breathless, heart racing erratically. All he can do is hold your shoulders as he watches with a piercing, hazy gaze as his cock is swallowed in between your tits. You squeeze them tightly together, trying to create as much friction as you can for him.

“Fuck,” He whines, “Fuck, you look so good, baby. O-oh, shit, my pretty baby, you’re pretty-”

Jungkook nearly cums when you mischievously stick your tongue out to brush against the head of his leaking cock. The visual is almost too much for him and his breaths are choked, strangled as he forces himself to look into your dark eyes.

“So big, bunny, look,” You say softly, “You like this? You’re so hot like this…”

He’s nearly in tears, eyes shining and wet at how good this feels. If your pussy was a slice of heaven, then your tits were the next best thing. You moan softly, feeling your own wetness and heat pooling. Jungkook’s cheeks and chest are flushed, eyes wild and wet as he slides his cock in between the valley of your tits languidly. Almost as if he doesn’t want the moment to end.

You’re so warm, warm everywhere.

His muscles are tense, the furrow in his brow beginning to appear when he’s about to cum. “Shit, baby, oh my god, I love your tits,” Jungkook moans, tossing his head back, “Fuck, I love everything about you-”

You don’t know how he’s able to form coherent sentences to you when he’s this close to cumming. But he’s always been a man of many talents.

“You know what I just realized,” You gasp suddenly, “Neither of us made it official that we’re dating. Like I never asked you ‘out’ and you never asked me ‘out’-”

“Fuck, you talk too much,” Jungkook nearly snarls, “My cock is literally in between your tits and I’m about to fucking cum all over you and you think I belong to anyone else?”

You swallow thickly, Jungkook narrowing his eyes at you. He looks intimidating and intense above you, his powerful, golden thighs straddling either side of you.

“N-no, I was just-”

Jungkook shoots you a glare, reaches behind him and gathers your wetness with two fingers. Before you can ask him what he’s doing, he pushes two fingers into your mouth to shut you up. You send him a glare right back, but it melts away quickly when you swirl your tongue and suck on his digits.

He cums without warning, hastily and with a broken sort of sound ripping from his throat. It’s warm and sticky as it lands on your chest and your cheek. But he cums so much and much to your chagrin some of his cum gets in your eye and you nearly shriek at the burn.

“Jungkook! What the hell, your cum is in my fucking eyeball-”

He’s still panting above you, like some sort of golden boy, and it takes him a few seconds to register your irritation. “Oh shit,” Jungkook says and jumps into action. He tugs you into the bathroom to gently wash your eye for you (after washing his own hands), with you grumbling the entire time.

“I’m sorry, baby,” He says sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. You roll your eyes and demand to be taken back to bed and lavished in kisses as penance for his cum shooting into your eye.

Jungkook tastes himself a little when his tongue slips into your mouth, but it hardly registers as he rolls on top of you, caging you in between his arms.

Jungkook fleetingly thinks he should’ve spent more time trying to convince you to stay home with him. Maybe with a few soft, long kisses to your neck, he might have. You looked delectable, good enough to eat- your dress fitted around your hips, nails, hair, and makeup done, the scent of your perfume subtle but not irritating to his sensitive nose.

You had asked him to pick what jewelry to wear, so one of his long necklaces sitting around your neck and disappearing into the valley of your chest. It doesn’t really match with your dress, but you don’t care.

And Jungkook… well, it was difficult for you to keep your hands off of him as well. His hair is tied back into a neat ponytail, he’s wearing a sequined black (fitted) button up with the top four buttons undone, a thick, silver chain and ripped, black jeans. Your eyes are glued to his chest and he knows it- you can’t help but grip his arm, his bicep whenever you can.

Neither of you really enjoyed the club scene, but you had wanted to go out since it had been a really long time and after all, you were on your staycation. Mei had planted the idea in your head, and so now here Jungkook was.

Here he was, catching flashes off the satin, coral colored wrap dress that you were encased in. For someone who doesn’t like the scene, you blend in effortlessly. But you’re a grown woman, so he takes his eyes off of you and orders a round of shots for him, Jimin, Taehyung and Jin while nursing a bottle of soju.

In the midst of the thumping bass bouncing off of the walls in the club, you’re only aware of you and Mei while you both sing along to whatever song is blasting through the club. Mina disappeared a while ago, presumably to find Jimin.

You’re holding two drinks, one in each hand, and all you feel is the vibrations of the club. Along with your own drunkenness. Mei holds your arm to keep you steady as you move your hips in time with hers. You laugh loudly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders at something she said. Everything is amplified and muted at the same time, the swirl of alcohol settling comfortably in your veins.

You’re having a great time with your friends, dancing, swirling, singing and drinking. It’s a nice night to unwind, in the company of dear friends and strangers.

“Hey,” Mei murmurs in your ear, “I gotta pee and I’m gonna go find Seulgi-”

“You can just say that you wanna go find her,” You giggle, “Don’t blame your bladder on it, Mei.”

“Oh, you’re funny. I’ll text Jungkook and tell him to come find you, alright?” Mei says, patting your head. You nod and tell her to go find her girl, and she does. Leaving you to your own devices for a bit, at least until Jungkook makes his way to you.

However, what neither of you realize is that the cell reception in this building is terrible. Mei’s text never goes through and you stay in your bubble, with your two drinks in your hands and bounce along to the music.

You’re not sure how much time goes by, but it feels like you’ve been alone for quite a while. You squint your eyes at your phone to check the time and send a text to Jungkook. A text that never goes through. You frown and are about to turn on your heel to link up with your man (wherever he might be), but you hear a surprised call of your name.

It’s hard to keep the incredulity out of your face when you come face to face with Yunho, the man who had stood you up all those months ago. The air has almost been punched out of your lungs, and you have to squint at him to believe what you’re seeing.

He calls your name again, giving you a wave and a bright smile. “Funny seeing you here, huh?”

“Uh…”

“Can I buy you a drink? I feel like I owe it to you after…” His eyes are sincere. At least you think so, with your drunk goggles on.

“I don’t know, Yunho, it’s okay…” You mumble unsurely, “Isn’t this weird?”

“It’s only weird if we make it weird,” Yunho says and pulls a chuckle out of you.

“Oh, alright. I guess a drink won’t hurt,” You shrug and lead the way to the bar. The least he can do for you after standing you up and hurting your feelings is buy you a drink, you think.

“Hey listen, I owe you an apology,” Yunho says, sliding your drink towards you.

“Oh, it’s- it was a long time ago,” You shrug, avoiding his eyes. Sure, it was a hit to your ego, but in hindsight it doesn’t matter. Not when you have Jungkook. Honestly, you’ve forgotten that Yunho had even been a blip in your radar once upon a time. It was only because of Sora, anyway.

“I had something urgent come up last minute that day and I asked Sora to tell you,” Yunho continues, “I’m sorry I didn’t follow up or even reach out to you after. But I’d heard that you were with Jeon now, so didn’t want to… overstep, I guess.”

And even through your drunken haze, you understand. You sigh deeply, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Oh boy,” You groan, “Sora never told me about that but we’re not close anymore, Yunho. It’s okay, I understand. I’m sorry she got you, too.”

Yunho’s lips part in surprise, “She didn’t… Alright. What’s done is done, I guess.”

“Yeah,” You murmur airily, “And yes, I am with Jeon. Though I can’t seem to find him…”

“I’m happy to keep you company until you do.”

Despite how well you and Yunho seem to hit it off (most of your time spent bitching about Sora), you can’t help but think of Jungkook. You quite miss him, not having seen him all night in the club. You want to dance with him, and little do you know that he’s been scouring the entire club for you in a frenzy once he ran into Mei and Mina and hadn’t seen you with them.

He had sent them a glare, his jaw clenched and walked away to find you. So when his eyes finally land on you at the bar, after about twenty-five minutes of searching and trying to get through strings of people around you, his heart soars. But he sees you laughing with someone else at the bar. With Yunho.

Jealousy is petty, he tells himself. But he struggles to keep it at bay as it rears its head and comforts him. He’s always been protective and possessive of those he loves and cherishes. You’re definitely no exception.

You wobble a little on your feet, but you hold your own. Even from here, he can see the drunkenness of your smile, beads of sweat as they race down your neck to hide in the valley of your breasts. He zeroes in on your necklace (his) around your neck and reminds himself. It’s his necklace that you’re wearing, after all.

Then why is the man who stood you up all those months ago making you laugh like that?

You must have a sixth sense or something for him, because you turn your head a bit as if you can sense him. Your entire face lights up when you see him, in a way that makes his tough heart swell in adoration.

You make your way over to him with your drink and peck his lips chastely, despite his desire to pull you into his arms and kiss you long enough that your knees buckle. So that Yunho sees that he is yours.

“You disappeared on me, baby,” Jungkook murmurs, adjusting your necklace. He’s gripping it tightly, but you don’t notice.

“I was with Yunho, remember him? ‘Member, he stood me up but he didn’t because it was Sora’s fault-”

“That’s no surprise,” Jungkook says, rolling his eyes. You take his hand, squeezing and introduce him to Yunho. As if he doesn’t know him already. Jungkook’s tongue pokes the inside of his cheek, his jaw clenched. He doesn’t like how Yunho looks at you, how his gaze lingers on your skin and the curves of your dress. You lean against Jungkook heavily, absently playing with his fingers. You stay mostly quiet, sipping your drink as the two men speak (rather tersely).

Jungkook knows he’s being ridiculous.

“Kook, finish my drink?” You murmur, offering him the glass. Jungkook maintains eye contact with Yunho as he downs the remainder of your drink in a few solid gulps.

“Was nice to see you, Yunho,” You say, “I think Jimin and Mina are looking for us, Jungkook. Enjoy the rest of your night.”

With that Jungkook firmly holds your waist, keeping you close to him. You both know that neither Jimin nor Mina are looking for either of you. You’d only wanted to be alone with Jungkook.

So Jungkook leads you to a spot where he knows Yunho can visibly see you both. You let loose, giggling as Jungkook twirls you easily and moving your arms to match the beat of the music. He makes you laugh with his moves, winking at you and shooting finger guns at you as he twirls and swivels around you. He’s always been a great dancer, you realize. That’s funny, because you’re sometimes clumsy on your own two feet. He pulls you into him, his chest to your back and his hips pressed against your ass. You sigh contentedly, head lolling against his shoulder and you rest your hand over his hand to let him lead you.

His nose is buried in your neck, lips lightly brushing your pulse. He bites your earlobe gently, earning a soft laugh from you. Jungkook tilts your jaw to the side to meet your eyes and plants a deep kiss to your glossy lips. He holds you steady when your knees weaken, your belly flipping at the intensity that he pours into you.

Jungkook is all around you, encasing you within his arms and there’s not a single place you’d rather be. When you pull away for air, you thumb away your gloss on his bottom lip and bite his bottom lip gently.

“I adore you,” You say dreamily, “You are so… Everything. Everything. I adore you.”

Jungkook’s cheeks burn, but he ducks his head for another sharp kiss. And if Yunho is watching him shove his tongue down your throat and holding your hips to his possessively then that’s fine by him.

The journey back home is a quick one (after you both stop for fried noodles, despite the inevitable heartburn it’ll give you both the next day but you’re both so hungry). You both stumble into your home in a mess of giggles and groping, nearly falling to the floor due to your clumsiness.

Jungkook has been hard since he kissed you in the club, in front of Yunho. He knew Yunho had been watching, feeling the man’s eyes on you both the entire time. His jealousy has crawled back into the box that it was unleashed from, but he knows that’s something to revisit later.

Something else to revisit is that he liked that someone else was watching him with you. He stores that information for later, instead focusing on keeping you upright from falling.

Somehow, through your blurry vision and wobbly legs, you get on your knees and palm Jungkook’s cock through his pants. A shameless moan rips through you- any and every inch of him makes you dizzy with desire.

You like him so much that it nearly makes you cry.

“Gonna blow you now,” You announce happily, fumbling with the button of his jeans and using all of your concentration and strength to pull his pants down along with his boxers. You sloppily kiss your way down his chest, spending extra time on his tattoo and licking (then biting) his happy trail before humming around his leaking cock.

He’s so wet already, and it’s all because of you.

Jungkook groans, eyes closing in pleasure as your pretty mouth wraps around his cock. He thrusts lightly into your mouth, peeling his eyes open to watch you. Only to find you already staring up at him, your makeup smudged and tears already forming in your pretty eyes. He cradles your cheek affectionately, stroking your cheekbone-

But before he can compliment you, softly praise you, he hears a noise. It originates from the back of your throat, something both familiar and unfamiliar. You gag uncontrollably around his cock, and while it’s certainly not the first time it’s happened, it’s different this time. Because you’re a little drunk. So he should be unsurprised when you retch on his cock, pull yourself off of him before your drunk self can get any more vomit on his cock and sprint into your bathroom.

You manage to lock the door in your frenzy of utter humiliation and alcohol addled mind. You hover over the toilet bowl, the sounds of you throwing up bouncing off of the walls. You’re crying, sobbing more like it- from both the pain in your chest from vomiting violently into the toilet bowl coupled with the humiliation of quite literally throwing up on your boyfriend’s cock.

You groan and squeeze your eyes shut, as if that’ll erase the memory.

“Baby,” Jungkook calls softly, his cock fully hanging out in the open, “Baby, please open the door. It’s not a big deal, but I need to wash my dick off.”

You let out a choked, watery laugh at that and move to flush the toilet and rinse your mouth out. Your cheeks burn in embarrassment when you unlock your bathroom door, and you can’t bear to look Jungkook in the eye. But he holds your wrist to his when you try to escape into the safety of your bedroom.

Your heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of your chest, heat flooding your ears in shame. It feels like your head is empty, static filling up the spaces that the silence between you both doesn’t.

“It’s just me,” Jungkook coos, “Do you want to shower with me?”

“Jungkook, ‘m absolutely mortified,” You say flatly, voice a little high in pitch as fresh tears burning behind your eyelids, “I want to evaporate from this plane of existence in about three-point-four seconds, I literally threw up on your penis, I’m so sorry. Don’t even look at me-”

Jungkook winces at your tone and the way your shoulders are hunched, hands gripping the hem of your dress unsurely.

“Baby,” Jungkook sighs, “It’s really okay, there’s nothing to apologize for. Come shower. The vomit is drying on my dick-”

But that’s the wrong thing to say because you start to cry immediately, shoving your face in your hands. Jungkook sighs, mentally kicking himself and running a hand through his purple locks. He calls your name softly and pulls you into his arms for a tight hug, despite the drying vomit on his dick, which is hanging out and brushes against your hip. You sniffle, peeking at him with shy eyes and he rubs your back soothingly.

“When I say it’s okay, I mean it,” Jungkook murmurs into your hair, “I’m sorry I didn’t realize how drunk you were. I know you feel embarrassed, but it’s just me, baby.”

He kisses you, despite your protests, and helps you rinse your mouth again. You allow Jungkook to somehow maneuver you into the shower, peeling you out of your clothes. You feel grimy and sticky from the club and you’re grateful for the cool water against your skin. You stand behind Jungkook, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face in between his shoulder blades, letting him wash himself.

“Can I wash you?” You whisper, voice unsure. You feel awful, cheeks burning but still. He nods and you take your body wash and lather him with it, washing his now limp dick gently and swallowing nervously.

“See? Not a big deal,” Jungkook says, coaxes you out of your nervousness, “Lemme wash you, baby.”

And so he does, taking your loofah and gently rubbing your skin. Under the cool spray of water, your nerves slip away with each giggle and kiss that he pulls and plants from your lips. Your eyes are still a little shy, a little slick with alcohol. But it’s just Jungkook, and you’re safe with him.

Jungkook nearly wrestles you to get you to eat something more, after throwing up the remainder of your guts after you both had showered (it was mainly just water and alcohol at this point). You’re nearly falling asleep on his shoulder but he manages to shake you awake for a slice of leftover noodles and two glasses of water. But eventually, he coaxes you into eating with a few kisses, hugs, and shoulder rubs.

Once you both are in bed, Jungkook wraps himself around you, his hands immediately drifting below your sleep shirt to your belly. Your cheeks burn as the events of the night replay in your mind’s eye and you press your face into your pillow with a groan.

“I can’t believe I threw up on your dick a-and you’re so nice a-about it,” You mumble, “You really are everything.”

“Well, what else am I going to do if the girl I like vomits on my dick,” Jungkook murmurs, “Don’t worry about it, baby. It happens.”

“To who? Only to me,” You say sadly, “I drank too much. I’m sorry, Kook-”

“Shhh,” Jungkook says, tightening his arms around you and kissing your forehead, “I promise it’s okay. I promise I’m not looking at you any differently.”

His words make you relax in his hold and you nod. Jungkook tilts your jaw towards him, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. You don’t say anything else after that, only allowing your soft, breathy sighs to spill out of your lips and into him with every comforting kiss and every slip of his tongue in your mouth.

He tells you to rest in between kisses, but your eyes are already closed.

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