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[waitlexist]

ANWAY(why tf am I starting all my posts like this?) I came up with the silly idea of how to introduce my PC to @thedolsideblog @thedolmainblog ‘s lovely Aiden(I wasn't sure which one to tag??)! This is the older ver. of Aiden, to specify. PLEASE give me GENTLE feedback if anyone thinks I did their character dirty.

Based on how Aiden interacts with Blythe and PC, I think Luna would deffo be easy for Aiden to manipulate— esp since they could use her attraction to them and the PC to their advantage! So that’s what this is, basically! I’m ASSUMING Aiden is alright with sharing because they’re freaky like that

ALSO!! I might accidentally misgender Aiden in this! I am a certified dumbass, and I have a hard time using they/them pronouns! If I do, please let me know so I can correct it IMMEDIATELY!!! I don��t want to accidentally be a homophobic dick 🥲

In this fic, the PC is in a (high control!) relationship (kinda) with older!Aiden, and is high love (but not in a relationship) with Luna. The PC has less than four awareness.

CW: el freaky!, suggestive themes, light sexual themes, swearing, a bit of manipulating, Luna’s hopeless ass pining over PC, PC is a bit dense, PC is a bottom(given considering Aiden)

‼️‼️‼️MINORS🗣️GTFO!!! GO WATCH COCOMELON‼️‼️‼️

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You are in the front courtyard. Students are bustling about as they leave the school.

1) Enter the school

2) Walk to the rear courtyard

3) Exit <

As you leave the gates, Luna runs up to your side and pulls you into a hug. “Friend! Hi, hi. Sorry, I got caught up in housekeeping. A student wanted me to repair their onesie. Made a quick buck off of it. Speaking off,” she places 15£ in your hand. “For you. Not a lot, but, you deserve it. I know you need all the money you can get.”

1) Walk home with Luna | + Love, - Stress

2) Head to the offices in High Street <

You let Luna know you’re heading to High Street— you told Aiden you’d visit them today, after all.

She frowns. “Oh… well… can I come with?”

1) Agree | + Love <

2) Decline

You hesitate for a moment- would Aiden mind? Considering how they act around Blythe... and Luna's just your friend, after all. So it should be fine, right?

You nod, and her face lights up. Making a tiny fist pump, she takes your hand(totally platonically). "Ok! Lead the way, darling." If it were anyone else, the nickname might make you weirded out- but it's Luna. Pet names are just in her nature.

1) Next <

If the player has the bird TF:

The two of you walk to the offices in High Street, with Luna swinging your arm and humming as you do. You join in on her humming, chirping a birdsong to match her tune.

/

If the player does not have the bird TF:

The two of you walk to the offices in High Street, with Luna swinging your arm and humming as you do.

1) Next <

You are on High Street. You approach the office building, and while no one spares a glances at you- they know better, after all- some do glance at Luna, and others stare. She's never been in the area before, so it's only natural they're a bit wary.

At the sight of the green ribbon adorning your wrist, you're both let in without much trouble at all. You're only stopped at the elevator, where a security guard looks your companion over.

"Who's this?"

If the player is meek/submissive:

"Um.. a-a friend of mine. She's, um, with me. D-do I need permission...?" You mutter, fidgeting with the ribbon tied to your wrist.

The guard’s lips turn downwards, and he looks her over. "... should be fine. Doesn't look like she could do much any how." You notice the subtle twitch of Luna's eye, but she doesn't say anything.

/

If the player is neutral:

"My friend. Is there a problem with that? I'll check in with Aiden if you'd like."

The guard shakes his head. "Eh. 'S what the guards on the higher floors are for."

/

If the player is defiant:

"A friend. Got a problem with it?" You cross your arms and raise a brow. Most people in the building are smart enough to know any problems you encounter in the building go straight the boss. While kind(in reputation), they would dispose of any of your problems swiftly.

The guard clears his throat and looks away. "None at all, sir/ma'am."

1) Next <

The elevator ride is silent, with you watching the floors tick up, while Luna nervously fidgets with her hands.

Is this going to be like that Avery fellow all over again? Luna's worried. Very worried. She'd kick this person's ass if they laid a finger on you. You're with them because you LIKE them, right? If you needed money, she would happily give you more. Does she need to put dust in Bailey's food aga-

You arrive at the top floor, and the both of you exit the elevator. Her movements are a bit stiff next to yours on the way to Aiden's office, while you walk with a bit of pep in your step. You go past multiple layers of "security"(they're not doing a very good job considering they're letting Luna go by simply because she's with you, not that you were complaining), arriving at the door to Aiden's office.

1) Next <

Aiden's gentle, but faintly cold voice carries through the doors. "Come in, angel." They know it's you, of course, otherwise they'd be alerted.

Luna looks nervous and raises a hand to stop you, but you push open the door anyway.

(AN: I keep trying to think of what Aiden would call PC... I think 'angel' is the best, although I think they'd use something different if the PC has fallen/angel TF. I also thought about 'doll' and 'darling', but doll feels too... edgy-ish for Aiden's kind and caring persona, and darling just doesn't feel right to me. ANYWAY,)

Aiden smiles, their eyes opening to glance at you for a moment, before shutting once again. "Angel, lovely to see you." Their smile stiffens a bit at the sight of your friend, but you don't notice.

If PC is submissive/meek:

"A-afternoon, um, Aiden." You offer a shy smile in return, awkwardly shuffling into the modern-ly styled office, with Luna following close behind.

1) Next <

/

If PC is neutral or defiant:

You smile and wave, entering the office of one of the most powerful people in town as if it was nothing. Luna awkwardly shuffles into the room behind you. "Good afternoon, Aiden. It's good to see you as well."

1) Next <

They tilt their head faintly, loose strands of brown hair framing their face with the movement. "Who's your... friend?" Despite their eyes being closed, it's as if they were staring into her soul— at her back?— or, rather, at her hair, maybe...? You suppose Luna styles her hair similar to Aiden's.

"Um, ah..." Luna blushes faintly under the attention, clearing her throat. "Good to meet you, ma'am. Or sir. Whichever you prefer." She winces at the rhyme— fuck, she sounds like a dork. "I'm, um, Luna. I, um... yeah, I'm their best friend." She gestures to you. You nod to confirm her statement.

1) Next <

If PC has a TF:

"Ah... I didn't know there were more like us in town. Pleasure to meet one." Aiden gestures to themself and then you. You don't understand, but Luna seems to, considering the way she sweats.

/

If PC doesn't have a TF:

"Ah... I didn't know there were more like me in town. Pleasure to meet one." Aiden gestures to themselves. You don't understand, but Luna seems to, considering the way she sweats.

(AN: By this, I mean people who have TFs who aren't, you know... dumbass dogs or anything of the sort. I don't think Blythe counts since he only has a partial TF.)

She bites her lip and looks away, skin taking on a glittery sheen due to sweat. "Ahah... um, I don't know what you're talking about. A-anyway, um... what are we doing here?" She turns to you, tugging on her hair nervously.

1) To hangout, of course | + Aiden's love, + Luna's love

2) To "hangout", of course | Promiscuity 3 | + Aiden's control, + Luna's lust <

Luna's face turns bright red and she lets out a squeak at your suggestive tone, while Aiden looks amused. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal

"W-w-w— why the hell did you invite me along, then?!" She sputters.

"You wanted to hangout."

"I meant, like, going to the beach or something! Frolick in the forest, I don't know! N-not...!" She raises her arm, hiding her face in the crevice of her elbow.

You shrug. In this town? She shoulda known better.

Aiden clasps their hands together, the action far too innocent for the perverse ideas in their head. "Really, Angel? With your best friend in the room? How scandalous." They back up their chair out of their desk and pat their lap.

If the PC is submissive/meek:

You quickly scamper over, sitting down in their lap and leaning against them like the needy thing you are.

/

If the PC is neutral:

You're slightly hesitant to get frisky in front of Luna, but their touch is far too tempting to decline. You make your way into their lap, leaning back against them.

/

If the PC is defiant:

You need no further convincing. You strut over(making sure to sway your hips as you do), pratically drapping yourself on their lap.

Aiden pats your head, the expensive fabric of their work-shirt only slightly uncomfortable.

You don't think you've seen Luna this flustered. She looks like she might explode with how red her face is. Her eyes are locked on the way Aiden pets you, running a hand through your hair. They lean down/up(depending on player's size) and plant a kiss on top of your head. Their eyes are closed, but they are certainly locked with Luna's at the moment.

1) Next <

Aiden's interested. A quiet little thing like Luna? Easy pickings. Especially considering the poor girl’s very clear crush on you- and they're also positive she's attracted to both you and them. But they're far more interested in her wings. Though they don't think they'd be able to get anything out of her with you around... for later, they suppose. For now... yeah, they were definitely going to tease her- it'll be almost as fun as messing with Blythe!

Luna is flustered out of her MIND right now. First of all- is she allowed to watch this...? I mean, she definitely WOULD, but, it feels wrong. And are you okay with this? Aiden clearly is. She's not sure about you. Watching two very, VERY pretty people get it on is definitely something she wants to see, especially when one of them is you, but... can she watch??

1) Next <

If player has cat TF:

You purr as Aiden massages your scalp, rubbing your head up against their movements.

/

If player doesn’t have cat TF:

You let out a soft noise as Aiden massages your scalp, melting into their touch.

Her eyes are completely transfixed on the way you enjoy Aiden’s touch. Would you enjoy hers that much? What if both her and them touched you at the time? What if—

“Stressful day at school, Angel?” They smile, their other hand rubbing your shoulder. You nod lazily. Why bother to speak when you’re blissed out? “Hm… let’s see if we can make that better.” They gently tug on your hair, tilting your head up as they plant kisses on your neck.

1) Play it up a bit | Promiscuity 2 | + Aiden’s control, Luna’s lust <

2) Just enjoy their affection | + Aiden’s love

You moan softly, tilting your head back further, grasping at their shirt with your hands. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal

Luna squeaks and covers her eyes with her hands, trying to hide herself, but she is very obviously peeking through the gaps in her fingers.

“Good Angel. Let’s see how red we can make her,” Aiden coos into your ear, their green eyes meeting your own for just a moment, before their gloved hand slips between your thighs, and you let out a legitimate gasp.

1) Next

“A-ah.. Aiden…” Biting your lip, your arch your back, pressing your chest against theirs.

And then you hear the door abruptly shut. You look over your shoulder— it seems Luna is long gone.

Aiden giggles, throughly entertained. “Do bring her over again. She’s… amusing. And I have a feeling she’ll listen if you ask.”

You’re unsure what they mean by that, but you don’t really want to ask questions right now. You would really appreciate it if their hand started moving again.

“Oh. Apologies, Angel. I forget how needy you are. Let’s continue, shall we?” They smile “sweetly”.

*Insert encounter here ‼️‼️*

-*- End!

ANYWAYS, here is this. I hope gang enjoys it. <3

I occasionally wrote in what I thought Aiden or Luna was thinking, but I would like to clarify PC doesn’t know these things. I just want to explain it more— especially because toward the end, PC would have blocked out Luna in favor of getting freaky.

Also… I haven’t ever wrote ACTUAL smut, so, apologies to any readers who want that. I’m not quite comfortable posting it yet :D

[innerenigma]

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[ephemii]

𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚! 📸✨

Grace finally has a Magicam account, and what better use for it than immortalizing their friendships?

.𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ.

🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 I finally made an account!! First pic, tea party preparations with housewarden of Heartslabyul! 🌹🫖

❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 LMAO? HE'S SUCH A PRUDE LOLL

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬♠️ 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲_𝗱𝗲𝘂𝗰𝗲 @ace_ofhearts dude you're aware that housewarden Rosehearts owns a magicam account right?

♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 totes adorbs!! but kinda bummed u didn't pick me for such a cute pic idea... (ㅠ‸ㅠ)

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @diamond_mind Oh I'm so sorry!! I got so busy with preparations that it slipped my mind u_u; I'll save you a spot next time, promise!

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🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 ....okay so this MIGHT turn into a series. I pray to the Seven that Leona isn't active on magicam or else I'm migrating (he looks so peaceful tho, doesn't he?!)

🐺 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗹__ Grace.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @jackhowl__ Jack...... 5 replies

🐆 𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴_𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗵𝗶𝟯𝟵𝟳 you owe me a deluxe cutlet sandwich now btw 😇

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 I don't recall that being on our TOA?? 1 replies

🐰 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗮_𝗻𝗽𝗰 ????? LEONA KINGSCHOLAR???? ISN'T THAT THE PREFECT WHAT. 1435 replies

🦁 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗺_𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝟮𝟱𝟲𝟯𝟴𝟮𝟵𝟮𝟱𝟮 Sevens you narrow minded idiot.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 is that literally fucking leona kingscholar 34572 replies

➻oh, except.... maybe they forgot one little detail...

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🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Decided to pay our octobuddy a little visit at the @mostrolounge this afternoon 🐙🍹What a face! (also, wow where did all of you come from?? Was Leona's sleeping visage that baffling of a prospect? ùᴗu,, actually, I'm now realizing that I hadn't even set this account to private...oops.)

🐬 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀.𝗮.𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘆 ahahah!! oh man look at his face! little shrimpy's got guts~

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 thanks for being the cameraman buddy ùᴗu ͙͘͡★ 7 replies

❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 I'm surprised you didn't get ptsd just from walking into that room LMAO

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @ace_ofhearts hm okay how about you join me next time

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 @yuur_grace no thank you <3

🐬 𝗷𝗮𝗱𝗲.𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗰𝗵. hahah. how swift. perhaps i may join you one day to capture such riveting images. 3 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 ok no I'm actually so invested we can't just move on from the fact that this guy showed up all of a sudden and just KNOWS Leona kingscholar personally?!?? 200 replies

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Another face cradled! And a dear friend hugged! Had a blast at this wonderful get-together in Scarabia dorm ☀️🏮🎇 I think I'm ready to sleep for a week though hahaha ^^;

☀️ 𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗺✪ I'm so glad you came! I don't think I've had that much fun with friends in a while! You're always welcome whenever you feel like visiting 😊✨

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME 1240 replies

🐍 𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹_𝘃 There's still some leftovers if you'd like to take some for Grim. Or yourself, really. 2 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 oh okay so there's even MORE. why not. SURE. 212 replies

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Nothing better than a long evening spent with the beauty queen himself @vilshoenheit. And look, he reciprocated! How sweet~ 💜✨ A wonderful idol, an even better friend.

👑 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗶𝘁✪ How precious. Do take good care of that manicure.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬👑 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗶𝘁 Wait, Grace, is this a private post?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 will do! 🤍 2304 replies

🍎 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗹_𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗶𝗲𝗿 man you're better than me, i can't stand a second doin any a this balderdash

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 your loss,, it's sooo relaxing 🙂‍↕️

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 YOU GUYS I CANT COPE ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEEEE 784 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 is this guy some sorta undercover cop or sum?? how's he got all these crazy ass ties??

🏹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗸 oh, là là... quelle beauté, the calm before the storm~

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Seems like I've been graced with this nice little picture from @0r1h0_shr0ud2 during a visit to Idia's dorm! No face hold unfortunately, but it's quite cute!🩵🤍 Very rare, it seems Idia has yet to realize the photo being taken ^o^. Peep the adorable little PreMo gacha figure I got for him...? 👀

🩵 𝟬𝗿𝟭𝗵𝟬_𝘀𝗵𝗿𝟬𝘂𝗱𝟮 I was so happy that you decided to stay and keep my brother company, Grace Alexander-san. Idia doesn't show it, but you really made his day!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @0r1h0_shr0ud2 awww! I'm always happy to spend time with you both! 🤍 3 replies

💙 𝗴𝗹𝟬𝟬𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗶 woah when was this?! you can't just spring such a rare event out of nowhere! delete, delete!!! 5 replies

♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 oh my Seven!! you both look so dope! truly inspiring— and can we talk about how *adorbs* you look with that biscuit hanging from ur mouth?? (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @diamond_mind brothaaaa keep this up and you'll be fighting off rumors for days LOL ùᴗu ahuahu

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 @yuur_grace OH U WANNA HEAR ABOUT RUMORS??? HAHAH

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 Am I tweaking or is that like. *The* Idia Shroud from the family Shroud part of the largest technological pioneers in Twisted Wonderland. Or am I insane.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 this HAS to be a social experiment atp?? What in the world is this guy's power??? 467 replies

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 it felt almost special, leaving my vest off. Maybe it was the winter breeze. Tsunotaro helped me with his cape, though, despite my insistence. What a sweet personality! 💚🐉 We took a long walk through an abandoned woods, found some gorgeous gargoyles. To end my little series, I asked to hold him as well. He doesn't own a magicam account so I can't tag him... But at least he can keep the pictures :) Hurray! It ends! 🤍✨

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 THERE IS NOOOOO FUCKING WAY I REFUSE NO NO ABSOLUTELY NO WAY THIS IS AN EVIL PRANK WHAT WHAT WHATTTTATSYSYTHJDHJ WHO IS THIS GUYYYYYY 1204 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 OH YES DROP THE BOMB ON US WHY NOT. OKAY. THREE OTHER CELEBS WEREN'T ENOUGH I GUESS. 762 replies

🦇 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗲𝗲 Grace, you must know I have never been so entertained in my long life. Why, Malleus himself sits beside me and stares down at the screen in bafflement!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @vanrougee ???? Explain?? ToT

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 @yuur_grace you sweet summer child 😭✋

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🐊 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴.𝘇𝗶𝗴𝗯𝗼𝗹𝘁 @yuur_grace YOU ARE ENTIRELY UNCONNIVING. YOU PLACE MALLEUS UNDER INTENSE SCRUTINY FROM THE MASSES AS WELL AS LADY MALEFICIA! YOU SHOULD BE MORE MINDFUL, HUMAN!!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 OH my god.

HEHEHE I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS AS MUCH AS I DID THIS WAS SO EXHAUSTING BUT SO FUN TO MAKE !!! 🩷🤍🩷✨✨ Also pls don't look too hard at the numbers ik a lot of them are wrong I'm sleep deprived and high on 3 monster cans 🤍

[maskedbyghost]

when simon wakes up in a hospital, the last thing you expect is for him to grab your hand, pull you close, and say, “hey, there you are, love.” his voice is so soft, so sure, it leaves you speechless. you stare at him, half in shock, because this is ghost—simon riley, the one person who’s kept every feeling locked up.

“simon, do you… do you remember anything?” you ask, testing the waters.

he blinks, looking at you with confidence. “of course, i remember. you’re my wife.”

you freeze. his wife? this is new, and you’re not sure where he got the idea, but before you can correct him, johnny walks in, taking one look at the two of you and biting back a grin. he leans in, whispering to you, “maybe just… go with it for now, eh?” he’s got that teasing glint in his eye, and something tells you there’s no harm in humoring simon for a bit, if it can be helpful for his recovery.

so, you go along with it. and to your surprise, simon doesn’t act confused—in fact, he’s more open with you than he’s ever been. suddenly, he’s holding your hand like it’s the most natural thing in the world, always looking for you, keeping you close, calling you “love” or “darlin’” in front of everyone. he’s even got that soft smile every time you catch his eye, one that makes it hard to remember this isn’t real.

the team’s amused but supportive, playing along with the whole story. simon keeps asking you little things, like what your favorite meal is, or how you usually spend your days when he’s away, as if filling in gaps in a life he believes you share. you find yourself answering with things that feel so genuine, and the way he listens—focused, attentive—feels more intimate than anything you’ve shared before.

one day, you’re patching up a minor scrape on his hand, and he just watches you, eyes soft, like he’s memorizing every detail. “i don’t know what i’d do without you,” he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper. it’s so genuine, so open, that for a second, you forget it’s all just part of his memory loss.

then, one night, he pulls you close, resting his forehead against yours, eyes serious. “do you ever think about us?” he asks softly, like he’s trying to get at something just out of reach. “how we’d be if things were… different?”

you’re not sure how to answer because there’s no script for this. “sometimes,” you admit, feeling a pang of something deep and unspoken. and for the first time, you’re almost grateful he can’t remember—because maybe, just maybe, it’s the only reason he’s letting himself be this vulnerable with you.

as the days pass, you start catching little glimpses, small things that make you wonder if he knows more than he’s letting on. he catches you watching him once, and instead of asking why, he just gives you this little smile, one that feels like he’s in on the secret. and just when you’re starting to think this is all some kind of twisted dream, he pulls you aside.

“i know i’m supposed to remember,” he whispers, “but i don’t want this to end. not yet.”

it’s in that moment you realize the truth. he’s been aware all along—he’s been pretending just as much as you, holding on to this fragile, temporary illusion because, maybe, he needs it just as much as you do.

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@daydreamerwoah @spicyspicyliving

[comicexpertt]

Oh my queen. I admire you.

[bunnygirllover45]

something something he wants a dog.

[luminni]

Simon has a favorite jumper. It's simple, black wool, fits him well, and he wears it all the time. Only problem is, he wears the thing all the time. He's had the thing for years and it's practically all he wears when he's on leave. By this point, the poor thing is threadbare, little holes around the armpits, the neckline, and the cuffs. It's pilling everywhere and it's covered with dog hair (from where, he has no clue).

You loved the jumper on him, he looked fantastic in it, but even you could see the thing was in a dire situation.

"Simon?" You questioned, holding up the jumper in your arms, folding it after its last round in the wash (which it mercifully survived).

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever...thought about getting this thing dry cleaners?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Don't trust 'em, they'll ruin it."

It was a simple answer, one that told you the subject wasn't up for debate. But just because he didn't trust the dry cleaners with his jumper didn't mean he wouldn't trust anyone with it. And there was no one he trusted more than you.

...

Simon came home from his last deployment late into the night, trudging through the front door and setting his bag down as gently as possible as to not wake you. Toeing his shoes off and finally being able to tug off his mask, he couldn't wait to get out of the rest of his gear.

Stepping lightly through the house, dodging the floor boards he knew were going to be squeaky on his journey to the bedroom. Ready to join you in bed the moment he got into a pair of sweat pants.

When he opened the bedroom door however, he did not find you tucked away in the covers. You were crouched on the floor, humming along to quiet music playing on a small speaker. And you were bowed over that black jumper of his.

"Love?"

"Oh! Simon you're home!" You squealed, jumping up and throwing yourself into his arms, snuggling your face into his chest and drinking in the scent you had been without for so long like you could get drunk off it, and in many ways you could.

"Hey there sweet'art" he cooed, practically purring it into your ear and enclosing you in a big bear hug. "What'er ya' up to?"

"Oh just..." you turned back around, anxiety lacing your voice, "doing a little repair work." You handed him his black jumper, folding it into his hands.

He could believe his eyes, it was smooth like it was new, no pills of fabric clinging to it. The tiny, threadbare areas and holes were patched up. Now, perfectly matched black wool was weaved in to fix it. He stared at you, wide eyed, in disbelief while you just grinned nervously. He brought it up to his face, no dog hair to be seen and it smelt like you had just picked it up off the shelves.

He kept on staring at you "how..?"

"I just," you turned back around, grabbing the sweater trimmer, the replacement wool, the sweater scent spray, and the lint roller, all in your hands. "Used a couple things" You grinned

Simon could have sworn he never felt this way before. There was this weird tightness in his chest, it felt like it was going to explode. He had owned that sweater when he Tommy was still alive, that sweater had seen the first pub crawl with the 141 boys, he wore it on your first date. The sweater was more than just something he wore often, it was his good memories wrapped up into one piece of soft and comfortable wool. His arms moved before he could stop them and he buried you in another hug, squeezing you (and his jumper) into him.

"Oh- Simon!" You giggled, dropping your supplies.

He buried his nose into you shoulder, lifting you up into him, off your feet.

"Thank you," he murmured, voice cracking a bit, "thank you."

[metranart]

Imagine Gojo setting a condition to his Clan for him to give them an heir. "It's HER or no one." The elders aren't happy that he chose a non-sorcerer, but they reluctantly agree... that is, if Gojo manages to convince you.

“Come here-...I’m far from done, kitten.”

God, Gojo still makes you nervous, with his mouth buried between your legs for longer than you can even imagine. Why are you still so nervous? Is it the proximity? Is it the way he leans in to make eye contact while he licks you? Is it those blue piercing eyes? Or that immensely amused smirk that twists his lips just enough so he can keep eating you out?

"Mmmmm... stop moving so much, (Y/N). We are making a mess of my desk..." he purrs, all too pleased to watch your eyes roll to the back of your skull. "That’s my good girl..." the man between your legs, praises, "my future bride to be...-"

"T-...that's still u-...under discussion, S-Satoru." Your quivering protests are sweet chords of music for him, "I already t-.... told you that I d-don't want to be part of the jujutsu world.... nor b-belong to a-.... any clan."

"Not any clan, pretty. MY clan." 

You hear him slurp greedily at your folds and feel a warm trick of saliva run down your ass, and when your mouth is about to throw another protest-... Satoru Gojo makes a vacuum on your quivering clit with that annoying mouth of his. Your thighs tense and the muscles of your stomach follow, a quake that rakes your entire form, making you a pathetic mock of a human.

Both your hands fly to cover your mouth and Satoru chuckles deep, amused rumble that cracks the rest of your self-control. Your cheeks grow in the most adorable shade of pink, and your breathing hastens.

"So CUTE~"

Satoru whimpers, dumb founded, his broad chest puffing with so much fervor, so much blinding endearment that he feels like about to explode. He can see the doubt in your beautifully contorted features, and he dips his tongue inside you, fucking you with that fat tongue to try to make you agree to his terms, to be HIS.

Dammit! You feel… amaaaaaazing. Why? It’s like a flip inside you only he can switch at will—... even so, he’s dangerous, you remember. He’s a special grade sorcerer, you remember. He’s a mystery, he’s unpredictable—he’s invincible, unreadable, impenetrable and lethal with a playful smile, and you really know absolutely nothing about him. 

Yet, he insists that you belong together. He insists on putting his child inside you, he insists that he will take care of you and his life will be yours. He insists that you belong in his world and if you're not there, he won't be there either. He insists on fucking you stupid every chance he gets, bending you over surfaces, of course! Always putting his coat or his shirt or any piece of his clothing, just so your skin never comes into contact with any unworthy surface. He insists, he insists and insists and insists...

“Fuck—” he growls, grabbing your hips, “—why are you... h-how do you manage to always have me wrapped around your little finger—?” 

“I want you, Satoru-u... but I can't-” 

He stops you with a soft but firm, squeeze to your waist. 

“Not like this,” he pants, tipping his head to slowly lick a strip down your sweet cunt, a farewell caress, the whisper of a kiss to his last effort before lunch time is over and he can try again, later. “Let me pretend just for a little longer that you said yes—"

Your gaze drops to his trembling thighs and the warmth that settles in the pit of your tummy is intensified by the clear drop of precum shining at the tip of his gloriously thick and long cock, now achingly swollen and a mouthwatering shade darker in color than the rest of him.  

“I'm yours, Satoru-” you offer in a quiet whisper and can feel him shake his head. “You aren't.... but I’ll make you change your mind. You, just watch me, kitten."

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[satansdirtiestangel]

Nsfw. Monster fucker mood again :)

Never come close to a demon in heat. Especially an Incubus. Just the smell of his sweat and hormones, the pure feral lust in the air is palpable. His dick struggles to remain in sizes that could be easily taken by a mortal, (by you). He’s shamelessly rutting up and against anything that has your scent on it. Your furniture, your bed, your clothes, which are all torn to shreds now as he fucks and fucks and fucks, eventually just rutting his monstrous cock into some fabric scraps in his hand, lube and precum flowing to the floor as his feral pants, trying to find the release he seeks.

He can’t control his body now, it stretches to the ceiling, his horns scratching holes in the tiles, his body so overgrown, the four arms barely able to grab his cock before it splits into two equally thick 18” long poles, filled and overflowing with his seed. His tail lashes around, trying to find anything that will ease his suffering. Anything that reminds him of your tight holes, your sinfully sweet voice, your adorably lewd behaviours. He needs you, but in his feral animalistic state, you both know that he'd ruin you far worse than anything before. And so he ruts, and ruts alone. He gets creative using his own insanely long tongue, wrapping around his cocks like a snake. And with one demonic groan he cums, rope after rope of thick, sticky seed. All wasted in his mind. Whimpering your name like a broken prayer. But it’s okay, he's not done. He still needs you, to fuck

[waitlexist]

ANYWAY. @acosaeia IT’S TIME.

(High trust! but not yet in a relationship)Salem(I’m not sure what color to make their name, so gonna go green for plant) x (4<awareness!slightly oblivious!)defiant!PC x (“friendship”)Luna

For now, I’m gonna start with how Luna and Salem meet! Introduced by mutual friend PC, of course. I do want to write more of them, though, or at least doodle some incorrect quotes...

As always ‘<’ means the selected choice. Any gender neutral pronouns that are followed with an asterisk signify the player :). I'd prefer to write the player with fem pronouns tbh, but I want everyone to be able to enhoy it.

CW: mentions of lurkers, hopeless pining, Luna being weird, angry cat

MINORS DNI‼️‼️‼️ COCOMELON CALLS YOU‼️‼️‼️

-*-

You are in the forest. Dried leaves crunch beneath your feet.

1) Visit Luna’s tree-house <

2) Go deeper into the woods

3) Search the area

4) Go back towards town

Heading towards Luna’s tree-house, you silently admire the increasing amount of flowers along the path. | - Stress

Reaching her house, you look around and find her tending to her garden. She’s bent over, providing you a view up her skirt— although she’s wearing shorts underneath, the sight is still lewd. | + Arousal

Only after she finishes tugging out cloves of garlic from the ground, does she look up and see you. Immediately smiling, she walks over, standing, wicker basket on her arm and her hair tied in a loose bun to keep her hair out of her face.

“Friend! You’re here. I’m so happy to see you. You should really let me know when you’re coming over. The, er, animals don’t like to be disturbed.”

1) Chat | + Love

2) Flirt | Promiscuity 1 | + Lust, + love

3) Ask to hangout | ++ Love <

4) Suggest “fooling around” inside | Promiscuity 4 | + Love, + Lust?

“Let’s hangout, yeah?” You raise a brow.

Luna blinks a few times, before smiling and nodding. “‘Kay! Where do you wanna go?”

1) Luna’s Cottage (00:30)

2) Lake (00:20)

3) Moor (01:00) <

4) High Street (01:00)

“The Moor…? Oh, are we visiting Bird Brains or something? Okay, let me grab my satchel.” She sets down her basket full of crops, which gives you an idea.

1) Invite to Salem’s cottage | + Salem’s love, - trust < | (00:10)

2) Decide against it

“Bring some of your herbs and crops. I have a friend we can visit.”

“Hmm? Sure! It’ll just take a minute for me to get my stuff together. Feel free to sit in the swing while you’re waiting.” She nods again, acknowledging you.

1) Next

The two of you head to the moor through the forest, Luna showing you various pathways that’ll make traversing safer and faster.

Nothing dares to hunt after or encounter you with a Denizen of the Forest by your side.

Creatures are less wary as you enter the Moor, but Luna’s sharp glares scare off any lurkers(in the sense of both the definition and the creature).

1) Next

Arriving at the run-down cottage, the two of you stand in front of the building. Luna seems to be inspecting the building— mostly for your safety. What’s the chance of splinters? Tetanus? She has to make sure you’re safe.

Holding open the door for you, Luna lets you go in first like the gentle-lady she is. Entering the store, Salem looks up from behind the counter and smiles— said smile quickly fades at the sight of your friend. Pandora is nowhere in sight.

They nod to you both in greeting, eyes warily locked onto Luna, whose gaze seems to make her nervous.

You stroll over to the counter, crossing your arms and resting them on the surface. Luna looks around the room.

“She’s with me. Won’t do anything.” You hum, looking over the shelves, baskets, jars, and other containers holding herbs or ingredients in them as well.

“Mm.” Salem doesn’t stop staring, or more accurately, glaring. Luna sneezes, getting glitter over both her sleeve and part of the wall. They grimace.

“T-this is a, um, nice place, pal.” She looks to them, shining awkwardly as she fidgets with her hands.

“Yeah.” Their eyes are narrowed.

“Um… I have, uh… plants. This is what you had me bring the, um, plants, right..?” She looks to you.

“Yeah. You have ‘em, Luna?” She nods, digging through her satchel and pulling out neatly wrapped crops.

“This feels like a drug deal.” She tries to joke, laughing nervously. “Um, I didn’t know what exactly to bring.. I have, um, flowers, crops, and, um, a few herbs… mostly ones that are good for cooking, but, um… yeah.” She places the bundle on the counter.

They narrow their eyes, inspecting each plant individually as if it were about to come to life and attack them. After seemingly deciding the haul is safe, Salem nods, procuring payment.

Luna blinks a few times, before shaking her head. “Mm-mm. I don’t need cash. Er… you can give it to them* if you insist.”

1) Next <

Salem looks a bit off-put— to be fair, anyone in this town usually wants either money or sex(or both, usually). And considering Luna hasn’t leered at them once(besides her admiring their hair), that means she doesn’t really want either… they suppose they can trust her a bit, especially since you vouched for her.

Meanwhile, the only thing Luna is thinking is something along the lines of: Such pretty hair… I wanna touch it…

1) Next

Salem takes your hand and places 100£ in your hand, which lingers on your own before they pull it away. The action causes them to get a bit flustered, faint blush dusting their cheeks. “A-ahem. Would you like tea? Er… I suppose your friend can be included in the offer as well.”

1) Accept (00:10) | + Salem’s love, + Luna’s love <

2) Decline | - Salem’s love

“Cool. ‘M down.” You nod, plopping down on your usual chair, left out from your last visit.

Luna stands awkwardly, glancing at the only other available chair. She instead just takes to leaning against the counter. Salem leaves to start some water, temporarily leaving you and Luna alone.

“So… you think they need a tailor?” Luna twirls her hair around her pointer finger. | + Luna's love

You raise an eyebrow. "They mostly wear turtleneck sweaters, so..."

"Dammit. I really need to learn how to knit..." She sighs.

1) Next

Salem returns with three cups of tea, balancing them in their hands, setting down the tray on the table, and then taking the seat across from you.

Pandora trots in behind them, and you can visibly see Luna's eyes sparkle at the sight of the angry cat.

"Oh my god, I love your cat. I'm going to steal them." She beams, kneeling and trying to coerce the cat over to her.

Salem takes it seriously before you silently reassure them by patting their arm. "... he doesn't like people."

"That's okay. I love him anyway. Good, pretty kitty, yeah? You might be evil, but I love you anyway." Luna coos and the cat hisses at her in return. She winces, "what's his name?"

"Pandora." You respond, cocking your head to the side and smirking as you watch her.

"You're lucky I'm not your mama, or I'd spoil you rotten, Pandora. Mhm, yes, I would." The cat continues to glare stare at her, but she seems happy nonetheless. "So, um, Salem, you like cats?" Her tenderness is quickly replaced with awkwardness when speaking with Salem.

"... I do. I can relate to them." They take a sip of their tea.

"Mm. Me too. Kinda. Although most people say I'm more like a dog, especially around..." She glances at you before looking away, clearing her throat. "It takes a bit to get me to cling onto someone, but once I do, I'm a ride or die. Plus, cats are way prettier. I'm not as cute as a dog." She rants, smiling as she continues to try and lure Pandora into letting her pet him. The cat doesn't budge, but you assume it's appreciative of her attempts to not invite it's space.

"You're definitely more of a dog." Salem inputs.

You nod in agreement, taking a sip of your own tea- it's something fruity, with a dash of honey. "Your tail would constantly be wagging."

(AN: I don't drink tea, so I apologize >< I'm a coffee girlie... but I do know my mom put honey in her tea, so, yeah)

She laughs shyly. "I just, um... get happy around my people, that's all." Standing, she takes her cup of tea and rests it in her palm. "So, um, Salem, how do you get along with, um, them*?"

"They* bring me herbs sometimes. And talk to people in town for me... they're* also good company."

"Mm! They* are. They're* a good lab partner, too. Hasn't spilled acid on me once, unlike most of the kids in class.. ah, anyways. I knew they explored the forest, but not the moor. Look out for 'em, please."

They blink a few times, slowly, before nodding. "I'll.. try."

"You can always call me if you need help. Whether it be for them* or yourself. Any friend of theirs* is a friend of mine." She smiles.

Salem stares for a moment. "I... will consider it." You think they trust her a bit more.

"She might not look it, but she's decently capable." You add, watching as Luna takes a sip of tea. She lets out a pleased hum.

"Mm, what's in this? I'm not normally a tea person, but this is delicious."

"It's a strawberry blend with honey, I made it myself." Salem has the tiniest hint of a smile on their face.

Luna practically spits out the drink, coughing. "H-honey!? I- fuck, I, um, I'm, um...! Allergic! Yes, allergic, so I'm going to go now! Oknicemeetingyouhopetotalkagainokaybye!" She (gently) drops the cup on the counter and fetches her satchel before dashing out of the room.

You're both too shocked to process her words until she's gone.

"Is that... safe? Shouldn't she be having an allergic reaction of some sort...?" They furrow their brows.

"... she can be a bit odd. She'll be fine." You think. "I hope you don't mind I brought her over. She grows a variety of plants in her garden and normally has them in abundance. Thought you might appreciate some." Your voice is uncharacteristically gentle compared to your normal demanding tone.

"Let me know next time you're going to... bring a new friend over. But she seems... fine. For now."

-*- End -*-

WC: 1,626 words

I hope I wrote Salem right! Please do feel free to offer (gentle) constructive critcism.

Also-- I would like to take not I'm happy to take requests of any sort <3 I do plan on eventually writing a short fic with Carmilla and another with Ary (both DoL PCs belonging to @.phosphorlily and @.lophophine (i didn't want to actually @ them when i didn't write anything for them) respectively)

[meganegatari]

my fav art of her yall...

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[willowpains]

we listen and we don’t judge

drew starkey x latina actress reader!

Drew was not a fan of social media.

Unlike you.

Chronically online was a term that was gaining fame to describe someone who spent quite some time on the internet, and who knew all the trends going on.

You weren’t exactly proud to be a part of that community.

But it kept you entertained.

And that’s how you ended up setting your phone up, ready to record Drew and you filming a new trend on TikTok.

How did you convince him to do it? You don’t even remember.

And after what felt like an eternity of explaining the dynamic to Drew, you both were finally ready to begin.

Both of you sitting next to each other on your couch, you looked at him with a mischievous smirk while he stared at you suspiciously.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both said at the same time, Drew smirking at you.

“I’ll start” you said, looking from your phone screen to your boyfriend. “Sometimes, when I don’t really wanna cook, I get all dramatic and lie about us not having all the ingredients for the dish I was supposed to make, so you can offer to make something instead with what we do have” you say, giving him an embarrassed smile.

He chuckled at your words.

“I knew that love” he lets out a laugh. “You’re not good at lying to me”.

Your mouth opens up in shock.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

Drew pauses for a moment, smiling at you.

"When you're showering, i close the door of our room so the sound of your music gets as muffled as possible" he admits.

You giggle as you nod at his words, you did like to shower with loud music.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him through the screen.

“I thought you hated me when we first met, so I would intentionally try to stay out of your way our first couple of working days together”.

Drew gives you a puzzled expression trying his best not to judge.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He clears his throat before speaking.

“I often fake coming home super tired and stressed so that you take pity on me and cuddle me while playing with my hair” he says giving you a cute smile.

You giggle at his words.

“That’s cute” you admit leaning to peck his lips.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You take a couple of seconds before speaking, trying to be dramatic.

“I have a lot of edits of you saved on my favorites folder on TikTok” you look at him.

Drew covers his eyes while letting out a chuckle.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He looks at you mischievously.

“I get jealous of the guys in your books” he admits seriously.

You let out a laugh as you throw your head back.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You giggle softly before confessing the next one.

“Whenever I feel sick in the middle of the night, I wiggle a lot in bed or move your body so you’ll accidentally wake up and ask me what’s wrong”.

He opens his mouth surprised at your words.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

Drew thinks a little before speaking.

“Ever since we met I’ve always been skeptical of your at home remedies for illnesses, even though they work every time” he admits.

You slowly nod while giving him a defeated look, knowing that already.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You give him a playful look before speaking.

“When we’re cuddling, sometimes I have the urge to stand up abruptly because I get too hot and I feel like I can’t breathe because you’re too big” you say, barely getting out the words without laughing.

Drew looks at you with big eyes, moving his brows up and down at the double meaning of your last words.

You roll your eyes at him.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He thinks for a moment before speaking.

“When I’m showering, sometimes I’ll use your shampoo rather than mine” he pauses as he looks at your baffled face. “It leaves my hair softer! And smells like you”.

Of course, there were a few confessions you had to cut from the video because your PR managers would hunt you down if they made it out into the internet.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both say smiling at each other.

You smirk playfully at him before speaking.

“I cannot stand one of your friends and past coworkers” you admit, making a serious face.

Drew immediately throws his head back and lets out a chuckle, knowing exactly who you’re referring to.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He clears his throat before looking at you.

“I don’t like watching F1 since you told me about that driver that slid into your dm’s” he lets out cockily.

You burst out laughing looking at him while he joins you.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You make a thinking face looking at him.

“I wish you sent me more shirtless photos” you say giving him puppy eyes. “Or like, you took more of those with my phone, so I could look at them”.

He snorted out a laugh.

“That can be fixed baby” he says as he looks at you mischievously.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He gives you a smile.

“When I travel for work and you’re not coming with me, I take a pair of your panties and stuff them in my suitcase” he says laughing.

You scrunch up your nose at him.

“Drewwwwww” you say covering your face, now knowing where those missing undies went.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You avoid his eyes for the next one.

“Sometimes when I’m cold, I throw on one of your dirty hoodies that you used while working out, cause they’re sweaty and smell like you” you say, trying not to burst out laughing.

He gives you a grossed out look.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him waiting for him to speak.

“You know those sleeping shorts Brooke sent you cause she accidentally bought too many?” He says, making quotation marks with his fingers while saying sent and accidentally.

You nod at his words.

“I actually bought them for you because I love how your ass looks in them”.

Your mouth opens at his confession while you hit him playfully in the chest.

Drew laughs at your reaction.

“Oh my god baby, this is definitely not making it to the video” you say as you stand up from your position while laughing at him, walking to your phone to stop recording, while he stands back watching your movements with a smile.

Noticing that in fact, you were wearing a pair of those shorts.

“We don’t judge remember?” he said cheekily.

*

inspired by @valstranquility lando blurb<3

I love this trend on TikTok and I just couldn’t help myself

they’re just too cute I can’t

this was short n sweet hope you like it, if you have any other concepts you’d like to read let me know!

[maskedbyghost]

i keep thinking about an arranged marriage with simon. maybe it’s for a mission or something that benefits both of you, and neither of you is making a big deal out of it. once you get what you need, you'll get a divorce, no strings attached. but as soon as simon signs those papers, he’s already thinking about baby names, and the house he’ll build for you both to grow old in. and what do you mean, lovie, you want separate rooms? don’t you see the ring on your finger? turn around so he can be a big spoon. a man’s flirting with you? wait in the car, he just needs a quick word with him. don’t worry about his bloodied knuckles once he gets back. of course, it’s all for professional reasons, but he still calls you his wife, missus, even behind closed doors. you made dinner just because you felt like cooking? what a good wife you are. now spread your legs on the table, he’s craving something sweet now, he just wants to thank his wifey properly. and when the mission’s over and you finally get the green light to divorce, you feel a wave of relief when he lights the papers on fire right in front of you. he’s won, but you don’t care anymore, you've never felt this kind of bliss, not until you were with him. you’re back in your shared room, and he’s reciting his vows between your thighs, exactly where he belongs, like a real husband should.

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i want him. that's it.

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

[bighitfics]

jeon jungkook fanfics that deserve to be turned into kdramas and selling books.

(a recommendation you badly need) ⭑.ᐟ

Sauvage ౨ৎ by @tljunglebook

— grumpy x sunshine, cold and detached jungkook (who turns into a whipped puppy later on) office romance, slow burn.

(starting off strong! this book’s got the most delicious slow burn to ever exist! screaming at how sexy, dirty minded, down bad & protective for oc jungkook’s in this fic ugh the wattpad girlies already know that they’re my adopted parents)

10 Seconds ᥫ᭡ by @deepdarkdelights

— yandere jungkook, abduction, stalking, stockholm syndrome.

(this series is my first love, i would do anything to read this for the first time again!)

Penpal 𓍯𓂃 by @laughing-with-god

— yandere prisoner jungkook, stalking, breaking in.

(gotta contact some directors and producers to turn this into a drama! it would slay so hard with its refreshing plot line! and tbh no words are enough to describe her writing abilities, she’s a pro✨)

Risqué ✧˖° by @mercurygguk

— age gap, forbidden romance, smut, angst.

(the time stamps and drabbles are the essence of this fic, the smut is so well written! ALSO THE SEGSUAL TENSION AND OVERALL YEARNING MA’AM!? can someone already turn this into a mini netflix series please!?)

About Time ִ࣪𖤐 by @yoonia

— time travel au, major angst, second chances, smut, fluff.

(if i had the chance to devour a book, i’d eat this one (obviously) it’s one of the best books of my life, i would die to see a live version of this)

I Want You To Stay ʚɞ ⁺˖ by @ahundredtimesover

— ceo jungkook, strangers to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut.

(no slow burn ever slow burned the way this story slow burned! lemme warn ya’ll this fic will keep getting better as you read it!)

Bride Of Devil ♰ 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ by @jasminefanfics

— dark romance, gangster au, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, age gap, kinda yandere husband jungkook.

(my youtube fanfic girlies assemble! this is the best mafia jungkook fic i can recommend for ya’ll! the bgm is so addictive and perfect)

An Abundance Of Luck And A Sprinkle Of Fate 𐙚 by @borathae

— strangers to lovers, romance, found family, smut, angst, healing.

(I remember being unhealthily obsessed with this lord, aaol!kook & oc will forever be my babies TT this book tugs at your heart in a way that’s inexplainable)

ps — have a good read girlies <3

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