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salemshotspot · 4 months ago

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CM Punk x Little!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1.3k

DESC: After a stressful day y/n reveals to Phil that they're a little

Gender Neutral Reader [They/Them]

WARNINGS: SFW Age Regression//Not Proof Read//Implied Anxiety//Overstimulation//Alcohol Mentions//Mentions Of Drunk People//Mentions Of Stress//Crying//Characters Probably Acting Out Of Character//Generic Pet Names

A/N >> This is my first time writing for a little reader so apologies if it's not great, I've been thinking about writing for other wrestlers with a little reader [as well as more Punk!] So hopefully this isn't that awful no one wants to read any other stuff from me lmao

TAGS: @seasonal-depression-of-punk

Enjoy!

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The entirety of the wrestling roster were more than familiar with and accepting of age regression due to how open The Judgement Day were about Dominick's age regression; however this didn't stop y/n from keeping their regression a secret from everybody. They had gone as far as trying to avoid The Judgement Day while they were caring for a small Dominick as y/n found themself slipping into a regressed state whenever they were around other regressed people and their caregivers. This is why when y/n felt themself slowly slip into a regressed state they wanted nothing more than to go home for the evening so they could do so without any fear of being seen.

After a successful episode of Monday Night Raw a handful of wrestlers decided to go out for a drink to celebrate, y/n couldn't think of a worse situation for themself right now; they were exhausted, they were anxious and going to loud, packed bar wasn't going to help them at all.

'Hey y/n a few of us are going out to celebrate, do you want to come with us?' Phil's voice echoing through y/n's dressing room, pulling them from their thoughts. Y/n forced a smile to paint their features, Phil always made sure to involve y/n in everyone's plans as he knew they tended to go unnoticed due to their quiet, self-reserved nature. 'I think I'll give this one a miss Phil, I'm not really feeling up to it' y/n softly replied to which Phil jokingly rolled his eyes; 'come on y/n' he began, 'It'll help to take your mind off of things and plus, it won't be the same without you' he softly pleaded. Despite the anxiety slowly filling y/n as well as the difficulty to not fall into a regressed state slowly becoming greater y/n couldn't bring themself to disappoint Phil so, after letting out a subtle sigh, y/n replied; 'alright Phil, I'll come out, just for a while though ok?' Phil's eyes practically lit up, completely unable to hide his excitement; 'awesome!' he exclaimed, 'we'll see you there.'

Once y/n arrived at the bar their eyes tiredly scanned the building until their eyes landed on Phil, Drew, Becky and Seth who simultaneously waved to y/n, signalling for them to come over to the area of bar which they were sat at; 'Y/N!' Drew shouted, his voice laced with intoxication 'you made it', wrapped in Seth's arms, Becky reiterated what Drew was trying to relay; 'we're really glad you're here y/n.' Before y/n could reply, Phil playfully patted the empty seat next to him signalling for them to take a seat next to him, to which they agreed, instantly feeling at ease from Phil's presence alone.

Around half an hour had passed and it was becoming increasingly more difficult for y/n to stay focused on their surroundings despite the grounding feeling they got from Phil's presence; they couldn't take it anymore, it was so loud, every decibel of sound infiltrating y/n's body, attacking their senses. As their head began to pound, y/n silently and abruptly shot up from their seat and rushed outside to their car, haphazardly pulling the door open, crawling onto the back seat and locking the door. Y/n wanted nothing more than to go home, they wanted nothing more than to have all of their comfort items so they could comfortably regress but instead they were stuck in the back of their car, completely overwhelmed. As their stress and desire to go home grew y/n found themself unable to stop themself from finally slipping into little space, inadvertently meaning that they were officially stuck in their car as operating a car whilst not only overwhelmed but also in a regressed state was definitely not a good idea.

Y/n did the only thing they could in their situation; they curled up on the backseat of their car and allowed tears to cloud their vision. Suddenly y/n was pulled back into reality by a gentle yet prominent knock on the car window, as their eyes shot up they met with the concerned and unwavering eyes of Phil who motioned for y/n to roll the car window down so he could speak to them. Y/n was reluctant to roll the window down, secretly hoping if they didn’t do so then it’d mean Phil never caught them in the state they were in, however they couldn’t bring themself to ignore Phil, he had a look of concern in his eyes which was impossible to ignore. Once the window was rolled down Phil leaned into the car so that he could speak to y/n without raising his voice, sure that speaking loudly right now would distress y/n. Softly he requested; ‘can I come in sweetheart?’ Sweetheart? Phil had never uttered such a name to y/n, surely he was just trying to provide comfort and right now comfort was all a little y/n needed right now.

With a subtle nod y/n unlocked the car door allowing Phil to climb in, once he was seated, y/n couldn’t contain themself, they instinctively crawled over to Phil, laying their head on his lap. As y/n lay down Phil took his calloused hand and began gently running it through y/n’s hair before softly speaking; ‘can you tell me what’s gotten you so upset sweetheart?’ Mumbling into his lap, hiccuping from the tears still pouring from their eyes y/n replied; ‘want home.’ Phil lightly chucked, ‘well there’s a very simple solution, you can go home, there’s no need to cry is there?’ He said in a tone which he intended to be playful but came across as mean-spirited, causing y/n to cry further. Realising his tone, Phil spoke once more; ‘shh y/n I’m sorry, why aren’t you going home hmm? Is everything ok?’

Y/n froze for a moment, slowly realising that the secret they were so desperate to keep from everyone was moments from coming out. Phil, growing anxious himself from y/n’s change in demeanour, gently rubbed circles into y/n’s shoulder with his thumb, silently encouraging y/n to speak. Further burying their face into Phil’s lap in order to muffle their words, y/n muttered out ‘I'm like Dom’ secretly hoping that Phil wouldn't hear them. 'I can't hear you sweetheart' Phil spoke out to which y/n repeated themself at the same register. Warmly smiling down at the person on his lap, unable to find their shy nature anything short of amusing, Phil took his large hands and placed them on y/n's shoulders, pulling them into an upright position. 'I can't understand you when you're hiding that face of yours y/n' he lightly chuckled, 'can you repeat yourself one more time?' After a moment of thought filled silence y/n let out an anxious sigh and repeated themself for a final time; 'I'm like Dom' they said lowering their head.

Phil admittedly wasn't the smartest man but once y/n uttered those words he instantly understood what was going on; 'and do you have somebody to look after you like Dom does?' Phil asked anxiously, the thought of y/n not having a caregiver to keep an eye on them while regressed worried Phil more than he'd ever like to admit. Y/n quickly shook their head, they had been without a caregiver for as long as they can remember, pulling them into a sympathetic embrace Phil planted a soft kiss on the top of their head before suggesting something tempting to y/n. 'How about we get you home hmm? What kind of a guy would I be if I didn't make sure you were all looked after?' Y/n giggled softly and nodded at the prospect of having a caregiver, and Phil of all people? They couldn't help but feel excitement well in their chest.

With that, Phil climbed into the front of the car, sure to keep a hand spare to drape around to the back of the car for y/n to hold onto for comfort. Once they had arrived home y/n retrieved all of their comfort items before joining Phil on the sofa. Tomorrow they would discuss Phil becoming a more permanent member of y/n's life, possibly becoming their caregiver but right now all y/n needed was to feel safe so they could finally sleep and out the stress of the day behind them.

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A/N >> I'm sorry this isn't great but if anyone wants to give my writing a second chance drop requests in my inbox lmao and lmk if you'd like to be tagged in any future fics

#wwe #tjd #the judgement day #rhea ripley #damien priest #mami rhea #finn balor #jd mcdonagh #dom mysterio #dominick mysterio #phil brooks #cm punk #drew mcintyrtr #punkintyre #becky lynch #seth rollins #seth freakin rollins #cm punk x reader

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pastelvelvett-2nd · 1 year ago

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Hello there I seen your wrote for Harvey from sdv, I’m not sure if what other sdv characters you will write for but I was wondering if I could request yan!sebastian x gn!Willing!reader. Just some stuff on what type of ya deer he is and how he would act with a so who is ok with his yandere tendencies. Sorry if this sounds confusing at all

Hello! Thank you for reading my Harvey fic!!

It doesn't sound confusing at all, don't worry about it. ^^ I present to you: ✨the yandere emo boy✨

Trigger warnings are, as always, in the tags!

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Yandere!Sebastian x GN!Willing!Reader

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Sebastian would be the type to take a while to warm up to you.

At first, Sebastian didn't think too much of you. He had absolutely no clue why you would decide to move here of all places when you already lived in a place he dreamed to live in. He was a bit jealous, to be frank.

Surprisingly enough, you kept visiting and talking to him, despite his aloof behavior the first time you spoke. The more you'd chat, the more he'd understand your perspective and what drove you to leave the hubub of the city. He began to get to know you better, and you seemed to want to do the same in turn.

Sebastian started awaiting your visits with bated breath, and when you did arrive, he acted a lot less cold than he initially did. He started being more open, and the two of you even shared some of his geeky interests. Your hangout sessions became his favorite part of the day.

With you, he was open and friendly. There was nothing he wouldn't share.

He realized something. How open he was... It's wasn't the norm. A person only shows certain facets of themselves to another. That's the way he used to function, and everyone else seemed to tick the same way. Surely, other people must know other sides of you that he wasn't familiar with.

There were many things he wouldn't find out about you. The thought made him feel sick to his stomach like little else did.

Sebastian would be the type to eventually begin stalking you.

This way, he'd get to know you in a deeper way he ever could just by listening to information you'd offer him. He'd follow you around town, watching as you'd go shopping or talk to the villagers. Sometimes you'd even go drinking on fridays and play videogames on the arcade machines with Sam.

You seemed close to Sam.

Sebastian would be the type to cut anyone off without a second thought, anyone that isn't you.

As much of a loner as Sebastian already was, he gradually talked to Abigail less and less, and Sam... He stopped talking to him alltogether.

Sebastian would be the type to want to do awful things to someone he once called a close friend, all because of you.

He couldn't stand the sight of him anymore, which was a shame, because it seemed like the two of you spent more and more time together.

Sam obviously noticed his change of behavior, and so did you. Sam first tried talking to Sebastian about it, but a curt "I'm busy right now" and a dirty look from him made it clear that he wasn't quite as willing to talk.

When Sam saw Sebastian following you around town, he obviously went and told you about it. You seemed to react... A lot less scared than he expected you to?

"I'll talk to him about it. Don't worry." You told Sam, though he didn't think you talking to him would ease his worries any bit. He practically begged you to talk to tell the police, but you assured him you would take care of it. Sam eventually gave in, albeit reluctantly.

You visited Sebastian like you usually would, acting completely normal as if you never found out he had been stalking to you. If you didn't bring the topic up, then he would've never known that you knew, but you did exactly that.

You confronted him about it.

In such a calm and casual way, Sebastian thought he was dreaming or hallucinating.

You explained that you knew everything. You left out who told you and just said you caught on to it on your own, just to be safe.

You explained you had no problem with it. Sebastian didn't believe you at first. He was upset that you would lie to him.

But you assured him of your honesty. You truly didn't mind. Sebastian's eyes widened, now believing you.

He loved you before this an abnormal amount, but somehow, hearing this made him love you even more.

Sebastian would be the type to build a shrine to you.

He adored you. So much. He felt so grateful that you would accept even this... Intense side of him, so grateful that you treated him with so much love. So happy that you apparently liked him enough to ask him out.

Yes, despite him being head over heels for you, he was too shy to ask. Eventually he would, of course, but you made this so much easier for him.

And you, on the inside, didn't just tolerate his obsessive attention, but you were even pretty flattered about it. Not something you'd directly admit to him, of course.

Neighbors would urge you to not involve yourself with him, but you didn't listen.

Sebastian would be the type to only kill if he considered it necessary.

It wouldn't be out of guilt. Murder came with a lot of complications. Sebastian, being a calculated person that always thinks before he acts wouldn't give in to his violent urges. Except for when he had to, of course.

He just hoped there would be no need for it.

#a bite🍰#writing commissions open #commissions open #tw: stalking #tw: obsessive behavior #tw: thoughts of violence #tw: yandere #yandere stardew valley #stardew valley #yandere sdv #yandere sdv x reader #yandere sdv imagines #yandere sebastian sdv #yandere sebastian imagines #yandere sebastian x reader #yandere sebastian sdv imagines #yandere x willing reader

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 6 months ago

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A/N ::: I'm just going to come right out and say it, I love Kafka Hibino. He's so goddamn cute that I literally want to just eat him alive. This is my first time writing for him - though I've been thinking about it for ages. I hope you like it, @supersecretsaga And I apologize, I'm wholly incapable of writing without it exceeding 1k words. So, SORRY. I proofed this once on google docs and that's all I have in me today. Any gross errors that look like I didn't mean to do them, message me!

C/W ::: Human Kafka, F.reader, not a lot of swearing. I just don't get the sense that Kafka would swear unnecessarily. Maybe I'm wrong. My perception will probably change. Really, who cares. Um, P->V (unprotected), jumping the relationship gun (but, with him, I would, too.)

WC ::: 3,094 (about 7 3/4 pages on G-Docs).

MDNI UNDER THE CUT

Kafka Hibino was simple, through and through. But when he met you that day in the hospital, his whole life changed. He knew he'd never be the same man he was before he was admitted.

You're a nurse. You were great at your job, and you knew it. Though the first time you saw that big, dumb puppy-energy-giving man, you knew that you were a goner, as well.

He was admitted around 2 am. Settled in around 5 am. He was in a lot of pain from the fight he'd gotten into with the Kaiju around midnight. He had 2 broken arms, bruised ribs. A number of different things had happened to him.

Kafka would be in good hands, though. Really, really good hands.

Your hands.

**** 7:30 am ****

"Oh- oh my god. What was THAT!?" You pulled your hand from the large porcelain tub in his bathroom and squeezed the sponge out over his short dark hair.

Giggling, you blinked slowly because you couldn't deny the warmth that was spreading throughout your whole body. And not just between your thighs. No, this was something else entirely. His stupid haircut, his kind eyes and dumbass smile were hammering their way through your boundaries. The same boundaries you'd worked so hard over the years to build to not get emotionally attached to patients.

"You're an idiot, Mr. Hibino. A complete moron. Have you never been bathed before? That was just a little something extra to help loosen up your muscles, a quick massage. My goodness. It's as if you've never been pampered." You stood from where you were on your knees on the floor and shook your hands out, purposely getting water on his face - you hoped in his eyes - so you would have a reason to gingerly wipe it dry.

"Call me Kafka," he said, his eyes never leaving yours as he watched you grab the towel and stand over him.

"What?" You were confused. You didn't realize he'd been asking you something.

"Call me Kafka. It's my name, yeah?" He sounded so serious, so sincere. You nodded and wiped his face with the towel, noticing the small wrinkles as he smiled up at you.

Fuck. He's adorable and you're finding it harder and harder to stay professional.

"No. Your name is Mr. Hibino and that's what I'll be calling you. Ok? Mr. Hibino? Now, let's finish this bath and get you back in bed. The doctor will be coming by soon to check on you and he can give you another massage if you need it." You moved your hands to his shoulders, gently massaging them as you continued talking. "You've been through a lot, Mr. Hibino. Your body needs to heal."

He sighed and closed his eyes, leaning back against the tub.

You kept massaging him, not stopping until he was almost asleep.

This sweet, gentle man, had a power over you that no one else did. And you weren't sure how to deal with it.

Quite a while later (sorry, storyline faux pas - I didn’t take into account healing time. But let’s just say that because he’s part Kaiju that he heals exceptionally fast. Ok? Ok!)*****

**** 1 month later, 10 pm ****

You hadn't seen Kafka since the morning bath you'd given him. He was discharged and sent home to continue his recovery. As a nurse, you knew he would be alright. But as a woman, you were left feeling empty and wanting more of him.

You were home that night, exhausted, but unable to sleep. You tried to keep your thoughts away from the big, gentle man who had stolen your heart with his kind words and warm smile, but it was impossible.

Your mind drifted to the way he looked at you as you bathed him.

How his body was perfectly balanced between the hard muscles he'd earned in his training and the slight squish around his mid-section that you wanted nothing more than to run your fingertips over.

His arms were thick and strong. Yet not battle-worn. He didn't have too many scars, though they'd have only added to his appeal.

His legs were muscular, too. Thick and strong, like his arms. His thighs were something else, something you found yourself daydreaming about wrapping your own legs around.

You wondered what his cock would feel like inside of you. You snuck a glance when he was in the tub. You knew his eyes were closed when you looked at it, bobbing away in the water. You're certain he was hard. Otherwise, you prayed he wasn't a grower because any more than that and you'd be the one being admitted to the hospital.

You thought about his hands on your body, squeezing your breasts and sliding between your thighs. You imagined what it would be like to feel his fingers inside of you, massaging you and bringing you to orgasm faster than you could imagine.

You rubbed your clit slowly, gently. You couldn't bring yourself to fuck yourself with a vibrator or even your own fingers. You didn't want to give yourself that much pleasure.

You wanted it to be Kafka.

You wanted him to be the one to take you, to fuck you, to make love to you.

You rolled over onto your stomach, burying your face into your pillow as you yelled out in frustration.

"This is ridiculous. This is so stupid. I - I'm not some teenager who can't control herself." You stood and walked to your closet, grabbing some comfortable clothes and your purse and left for the mini mart down the street from your house.

Chocolate was the next best thing you could think of. Other than, of course, Kafka running his hands all over your body. But what are the chances of that.

What are the chances of that?

The night air was cool against your skin. A nice contrast to the heat you'd built up while thinking about him.

You grabbed a pint of chocolate ice cream and began walking back home.

You felt better, slightly, but still very much wanting.

**** 10:30 pm ****

You were halfway through your pint and the movie when you heard a knock on your front door. "Coming, hold on, please." You walked to the door and looked through your peephole to see who it was. "Oh, you're fucking kidding me. What on earth are you doing here, Mr. Hibino?" The smile on your face was causing the back of your head to strain. You couldn't hide that you felt like your prayers had been answered all at once. But at the same time, you didn't want Kafka to see this look of bliss on your flushed face.

"Call me Kafka," he said softly, leaning against the doorway and smiling back at you. "And I wanted to see you again. May I? Come in, I mean. Please?"

You stepped aside and let him in, closing the door behind him.

You watched as he looked around your living room. You could tell he was a little nervous, but so were you.

You'd never felt this way about a patient before. Ex-patient, you had to remind yourself. He was no longer under your care.

"Ok, Kafka." He smiled at the way you said his name. He'd never heard anything like it before. "Would you like some ice cream? I was just sitting here, eating some, watching a bad movie." You chuckled, showing him the container and spoon.

"Sure. I'd love some." He sat down right in the middle of your couch, and you sat next to him.

You handed him the ice cream and he dug in.

You both ate in silence for a few minutes until he said, "This is good."

You nodded and smiled. "It is. Sometimes chocolate, um, well, sometimes it's the only thing that helps. Y'know?" You looked at him, noticing the way his lips had turned up into a smirk. "What? What did I say?"

"Nothing, nothing. You're just ... you just ... h-here. Can I? There's a little bit of ... right ..." He swiped his thumb across your bottom lip so slowly and then sucked the ice cream off. "... there. You just had a little on your lip. 'S gone now."

You weren't sure what to do. Your body was telling you to jump on him and fuck him until neither of you could walk. Your brain was telling you to wait and see what other kind of sweet nothings he'd do for you.

So, you waited. You had no idea your self-control was this well-honed. Again, you’d never been tested like this before.

But Kafka was different.

"You're beautiful, y'know." He whispered, looking at the floor like he was trying to burn holes in it with his eyes. He turned his head, leaning in a little bit closer than you were to him at the hospital. His hand moved to rest on your knee. And he said, "I've never met anyone like you before. I thought I was just going lay in the hospital bed until I was better. But you showed me kindness and care. I know you were just doing your job, but I'm grateful that you were there. That you were … you."

You didn't say anything. You were too busy trying to keep your heart from leaping out of your chest. You're sure if he'd looked, he'd see your tits jumping ever so slightly from the heaviness of the beating.

"Thank you for that. Thank you for everything you've done for me, Miss. I don’t know your first name. I’m embarrassed at how many ‘L/N’ households I went to looking for you.”

Your hand shot up to cover the smile that immediately bloomed across your lips. "That's not important. It's Y/N. And you're welcome. I'm happy I was able to help you. I didn't expect you to come here, though. I'm glad you did." You shifted, moving your knee so that your legs were touching. He didn't move his hand. He held it there, squeezing your knee gently.

"I didn't think I'd come here either. But I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know it's not appropriate for me to be here, but I had to see you again. I wanted to say thank you, in person." He turned his head and looked at you. You leaned in closer to him, your noses almost touching. "And maybe something else. Something that would make you feel as special as you made me feel when you took care of me."

You were so close to him you could feel the warmth of his breath against your cheek. He smelled like the air before a storm, and whiskey. But a little liquid courage never killed anyone.

"Kafka," you whispered, reaching up and touching his face. You were fidgeting with a small piece of his hair as you rest your forehead against his. "Kafka. I ..."

He sat up abruptly, "Oh shit! You're not married, are you? I should have asked, I'm so sorry for showing up here so late. Without any warning." He bowed to you and started for the door.

"Kafka! I'm not married. I'm not even seeing anyone right now. Please, come back. Come sit." You stood and took his hand, leading him back to the couch. "I was going to say I've never felt this way about a patient before. You make me feel like there's something more to life than just my job."

He looked at you, his eyes searching yours for any signs of dishonesty. He couldn't find any. "So, you don't mind me coming here?"

You shook your head. "I don't mind you coming here at all. I'm glad you did. I was just surprised, that's all. Please don't leave. Not yet." You held his hand tighter and urged him back down on the couch with you.

Pulling him back in, kissing him gently on the lips. "I've been wanting you to do that since the first time I saw you, too. But you in terrible pain when you came in. How did you have the presence of mind to want to kiss me when you were so badly beaten up?"

He laughed, "I wasn't beaten up, per se. I just didn't come out on top." He paused for a second, and then continued, "And the pain wasn't as bad as you think. I'm used to it. It's a part of my job. But being here with you, it's like I can forget all of that. And just be me. Kafka. Nothing else."

You leaned in and kissed him again, this time with more urgency. His lips parted slightly, and you could taste the chocolate on his tongue. You moaned softly, shifting so that your legs were wrapped around him. He pulled you onto his lap, and you straddled him, grinding yourself against his crotch.

"Oh my god," he moaned, pulling back slightly and looking into your eyes. "Y/N. You're so beautiful." He reached up and touched your cheek with his thumb, rubbing it gently.

You pulled his shirt off, tossing it to the floor. His chest was chiseled and smooth, his abs flexing slightly under his cute belly as he breathed heavily.

You ran your hands over his shoulders and down his back, feeling every muscle and every scar. You kissed his neck, biting it gently and sucking on his skin. "Kafka, I want you. I want you so much."

He pulled your shirt off and threw it next to his. "I'm gonna make you feel so good that you'll forget all about chocolate."

You stopped, pulling back from his face, and you laughed so hard for the first time in ages. "Oh, that might be the most serious thing anyone has ever said to me. Challenge accepted!"

He pulled you back into him and kissed you, his hands reaching around to squeeze your ass as you ground yourself against him. He picked you up and carried you to your bedroom, gently laying you on the bed before climbing on top of you.

You unclasped your bra and tossed it to the floor, allowing him to see your breasts. He gasped as quietly as he could manage, running his hands over them and squeezing them gently. "You're so beautiful. You know that?"

He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it gently as his fingers worked at your pants. He slid them off, revealing your black lace panties. You'd never felt so exposed in your life. And you loved it.

"Kafka, please," you moaned as he sucked harder on your nipple, his hand moving down to rub your clit through your panties. "Please fuck me. I need you. I need you so bad."

He pulled back, looking at your face. "You want me to fuck you? You want me to make you cum? Oh-hoh baby, I will. I might even cum before you do! But don't lose faith. It's just, well, it's been a while? I guess? But that's not important right now." He leaned in and kissed you again, biting your bottom lip and sucking on it gently.

"It's ok, Kafka. I want you. I don't care if you cum before me. I just want you inside me. Please, please." You looked up at him with tears in your eyes. You couldn't believe you were begging like this, but you didn't care. You wanted him so badly.

He nodded and pulled your panties off, throwing them to the floor. He pushed his own pants down and pulled his boxers off with them, his cock set free.

You gasped at the sight. It was so much more than what you saw when he was in the tub. "Jesus, I-"

He looked down, "Oh. That?" He turned his head away, "Yeah, sorry. I'm sure you've seen um, better? But I make up for it in other ways! I promise, y/n. Just give me a chance."

You shook your head and smiled, "That's not at all what I'm trying to say here. There's not a doubt in my mind you won't fuck me stupid, Kafka." You giggled and reached your arms out to pull him down against you.

He positioned himself between your legs, rubbing the tip of his cock against your clit as he kissed your neck.

You moaned, "Ohhh, fuck. Yes. Do that." Your hand moved to his ass, squeezing it as he rocked against you.

He pushed himself inside of you slowly, stretching you out as he went. The slight sting you noticed dissipated as quickly as the onset. You moaned, your nails digging into his back as he started to thrust faster. "Kafka, oh my god. That feels so fucking good. More. I want more, please."

He grunted, his cock sliding in and out of you as you arched your back, grinding yourself against him. He sucked on your nipple again, his tongue flicking over it as he fucked you harder and faster.

You couldn't believe how much he was making you feel. You hadn't had sex in so long, but this was different. This was something else entirely. He was with you. He wasn't just there to get himself off. You'd been with guys like that before and they, more often than not, left you with a (literal) bad taste in your mouth.

Your breathing quickened, and you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. And the closer you got, the harder your nails dug into his muscular back. "Kaf-hoh shit. Y-that ... pl- fuck. 'M gonna cum ... very … very soon."

He pulled back slightly, looking at your face as you bit your lip, your eyes rolling back. "Me too, baby. Me too. You're so tight, and you feel so good. I can't believe I'm inside of you. Fuck. I'm gonna cum, Y/N. Oh shit, I'm gonna cum." He grunted again, his cock twitching inside of you as he came hard, filling you up.

You came with him, your pussy squeezing around his cock as he kept fucking you, slowing his thrusts until he stopped completely.

"Fuck," you whispered, reaching up and touching his face gently. "Kafka."

He smiled and kissed you softly. "RIGHT!?"

You laughed through a yawn at the high energy he had when you first met, despite his injuries, and how he seems now. “Stay? Stay with me. I don’t want you to go. Tonight. Ever.”

He held you close to him, kissing the top of your head and brushing your hair down as you drifted off to sleep against his warm chest.

"Just try’n get rid of me, y/n."

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toyaslove · 2 months ago

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Hii can you do pjsk boys with a hall monitor s/o? (Just like An)

A/N: Hello! Of course!! Sorry for taking so long to write your request, but here you go! I hope you'll like it..!

Tw: none!

Toya Aoyagi, Tsukasa Tenma, Akito Shinonome, and Rui Kamishiro x GN!Reader (separately)

Tags: @mccnstruck @hoshiilikesjojo @miya-akane @hinozukuu @akitosheart @toyaswif3y @sentientsoil – Come get your clumsy boys!

Hall Monitor!

Writing style: hc's and little scenarios

• • •

Akito Shinonome

あき~

▪︎ He isn't a good student nor a bad one. So u don't have to keep an eye on him because he's not a bother to you nor your Kamiyama High School

▪︎ He uses you almost as a shield. "Oh, you wanna prank the teacher? Yk, my S/O is the hall monitor, we could get in trouble"

▪︎ Mostly to... get out of trouble, yk?

▪︎ He can have his bold smile, and he looks like a troublemaker. When you met him, he made you think that. But he's actually... a really chill going? It's even surprising. Maybe because of his singing partner Toya!?

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

"Akito Shinonome. The coordination wants to talk to you" – you say, in your shift

You bring Akito out of his classroom. You bring him to a corner where nobody can see you.

"What's that for?" – Akito looks at you with a confused face.

"I just wanted to be with you..." – You wrap your arms around Akito.

"May I have a kiss?" – You ask.

"Tsk... as you wish" – Akito says, taking you by the waist and kissing you.

Even trying to pretend he didn't like that, he felt happy. Well, he's not a fan of classes, right? Skipping class with his S/O is one of the best things he could ever think.

Toya Aoyagi

とうやああ~

▪︎ He's the chillest of the bunch

▪︎ Literally >no worries<, you don't even have to look at him because you KNOW he won't do anything wrong

▪︎ He might get some bullies because of the way he is, so you should be attentive to that

▪︎ Literally always saying "Hiiiii!!~~👋" when he sees you in the hallway

▪︎ He's proud to say his s/o is the hall monitor.

▪︎ He already talked to An (as she's your hall colleague) to see if you like something or check your preferences (so cute)

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

"Oh! Y/N! Hiii!" Toya says waving at you, coming near you

"Hey, Toya, what's up? Something wrong?" You say getting close to Toya as well

"I just wanted to see you. Today my class ends earlier, so I thought of waiting for you to finish your shift and we can go have lunch together, what do you think?" Toya asks with a small, yet sweet and genuine smile

"Sure! But it will take a while..." You scratch your head and look with a sweet smile at Toya

"Alright, I can wait for you anyway. I'll be waiting for you in the library. Now, let me leave you do your work... see ya, hun." Toya kisses your cheek, hugs you, and leaves, going to the library.

Always respecting you and your time as a hall monitor. What a sweet and attentive boyfriend, isn't he?

Tsukasa Tenma

おれのすた~☆

▪︎ Um I mean.

▪︎ You really scold him and Rui VERY frequently.

▪︎ Differently from Akito and Toya, he's REALLY a troublemaker

▪︎ You scold him almost every day /hj

▪︎ You have to tell him to lower his voice cuz

▪︎ HE'S. ALWAYS. SCREAMING.

▪︎ "Shhh... there are people having class, you know Tsu!?" You tell him.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

You're normally having your shift, walking through the hallway and monitoring it. Until...

You hear a notorious voice. Screaming. Accompanied of loud steps.

– "Y/N, HELP ME, HELP ME, AAAAAAAAAAAA" Tsukasa screams, running away from Rui with one of his very "peaceful" creations.

– "You two, stop!" You say firmly, making them both stop. You scold them to the coordination to receive a little punishment.

– "Hey... i thought you loved me!" Tsukasa says with a dramatic tone, putting a hand on his forehead dramatically

– "Of course I love you... I just have to make things right, ok? I have to take care of stuff here" You say gently, patting Tsukasa's head and giving him a forehead kiss

Well, even though he's a troublemaker, you still love him. You both go home after school and stay the entire day together, cuddling and laughing.

Rui Kamishiro

るい~

▪︎ Well um

▪︎ If you read Tsukasa's one you can already predict

▪︎ The worst troublemaker of the bunch.

▪︎ FUCKING EXPLODES THE SCHOOL EVERY DAY /hj

▪︎ You have to spend most of your time scolding him

▪︎ He always looks at you with his bold smile and when you see it.... you already know.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

– BOOM! You hear a noise coming from the hallway, making you run towards the noise

Well, you already know what to expect.

You go where the noise came from, and you put a hand on your waist.

– "I know you want my attention, but you really need to do those things? Please just do not put the school on fire." You say, almost like a mom/dad scolding their child.

You send him to the coordination and he looks at you with a... disappointed face.

– "I thought I'd receive a kiss at least!" Rui says

– "I will not encourage a menace!" You say jokingly, laughing slightly

– "Well... i guess I'll have to do it myself." He interrupts you, putting a hand on your chin and kissing your lips

Well... you scold him all the time, but will it work one day? Probably not. Will he stop? No. Will you ignore him? No. So, this cycle will repeat itself again, and again, and again... still, you love him, and out of school, you support his menace acts! You're happy to see the effort he does to make people smile.

A/N: I RLLY HOPE U LIKE IT! Toya × Reader "#" is really dead so let's pump it up right!? WE NEED MORE FICS FFS WRITERS I NEED MORE TOYAYAYAYAY

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shinestarhwaa · 1 year ago

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hi!! i hope its ok to request sum from ur prompt list <33

name: wooyoung

kink #: 1, 5, 14, 21, 22

line: 49, and 50

au: 69, 55, 56

if its ok can u make woo a sub? i js love sub!idol stuff

please n thank u, ily!!

Hi sweetie! Ofcourse I can, I got u! This was insane to write but I hope u enjoy it , pls lemme know!! Xoxo

GOOD LIL BOY || JUNG WOOYOUNG

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Wooyoung x Fem reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Tags/Warnings: Brother's Best Friend AU, (You're (TXT) Yeonjun's sister), Idol!Wooyoung, established relationship, bratty sub!wooyoung, use of toys, spit play, dirty talk, temperature play (ice), edging, overstimulation, bit of bdsm (handcuffs), mentions of m x m/voyeurism/orgy but no actions!, little bit of namecalling (slut), degrading, pegging

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123

ENJOY!

"I'm so hard right now, you know?" Wooyoung whispered in your ear from behind. ''Wooyoung, please, I'm trying to order coffee here, and you shouldn't say stuff like that out loud, remember who you are,'' you muttered, struggling to maintain a straight face. ''I taste better than coffee,'' he grinned, ''you love tasting me.'' ''Wooyoung, Yeonjun would kill you if he heard you say such things. So would your boss. So stop saying these things in public.''

Wooyoung leaned his head on your shoulder and sighed, making you roll your eyes. He was so impatient sometimes. You finally got your coffee and sat down. You were still halfway when he had slurped up the entire frappucino already.

''Jeez, chill out Woo.'' ''Y/N, I swear to God that I'm gonna burst right out of my pants.'' ''But how? Why?'' you sighed as you took another sip. ''Because you're hot and I can't get last night's conversation out of my head.''

You laughed and finished your coffee. ''Oh really?'' ''Yes. Really. I can only think about you shoving that big dil-'' ''Wooyoung, you have to stop. Now.'' you warned him. He rolled his eyes and threw away your empty cups. ''We're going home.''

The two of you walked down the street, the sky a midnight blue color. You got a few looks from people, making you wonder if it's his erection straining against his jeans, him being recogized as Ateez's Wooyoung or both.

Soon enough you entered your apartment and you had hardly taken off your coats when Wooyoung pushed you against the wall. ''What the hell do you think you're doing?'' you asked, raising your left eyebrow.

''You're gonna give it to me, tonight,'' he breathed out as he left wet kisses down your neck. ''Excuse me?'' ''What we talked about yesterday. We're gonna do this now. Tonight.'' You moaned softly at the feeling of your boyfriends' lips and tongue on your neck.

"Give it to me, please, just for tonight,'' he moaned into your ear. You bit your lip, he was seducing you and you were giving in. Even in the moments you were in power over him he had control. You were wrapped around his finger. So you'd have to do your best to overpower him.

"Oh I'll give it to you alright."

You took him by the wrist and pulled him into your kitchen. He struggled to take off his shoes as you kissed him intensely and full of passion and discarded your clothes. When he was butt-naked he hopped on the kitchen island, spreading his legs and showing off his stiff cock.

His eyes were glued on the black lingerie and tall black heels you had on. Your hardened nipples showed off in the lacy bra, making his cock twitch. "Sit still. Wait here," you ordered, and Wooyoung made sure to obey you - to your surprise.

You left to gather some toys from your room and came back to the kitchen. You took a blindfold from the little box and put it on his delicate face. After that you took his wrists and cuffed them on his back. "God...What are you going to do to me?"

"Nasty things."

He heard the noise of you rummaging through the fridge - or was it the freezer? Suddenly he heard the familiar noise of ice cubes being pushed out a holder. "Fuck," he muttered, "you're gonna ice me?"

You grinned and took an ice cube between your fingers. Very gently, slowly, you slid it over his bottom lip. A drop of very cold water fell down his chin as the ice melted.

You moved it down, along his jawline, down his neck and onto his chest, grazing his hard nipple. He winced and gasped at the ice cold feeling, cock twitching again. Wooyoung tried to move his hands, but he couldn't. He's have to take whatever you give to him.

"S-so cold," he moaned as it touched and circled his other nipple. More droplets decorated his tan skin as you moved it down over his torso, slowly reaching his crotch. The ice gave him goosebumps once you ran it over his shaft, onto the tip of his cock.

"Y/N!" He cried out, trying to move and resist the cold ice, but you hold him still as much as you could, moving the ice around. Water dripped down his shaft onto his balls and down to his ass.

Suddenly he felt the ice slide down his ass, to his puckering hole. He tried to close his legs, annoying you as he didn't obey you like he should. "Wooyoung." "P-Please it's so cold," he whined, but he wasn't really saying no, his cock was dripping with pre-cum.

You guided him, flipping him over. You smirked at his position, on his knees, ass down and face up. You ran the ice cube over his ass, grazing his hole and all the way down to his balls.

"Y/N," he whined, body trembling and shaking in front of you. You took a smaller vibrator out of the box, lubing it up and inserting it into your boyfriend's hole. He cried out and whined at the sensation.

"Gosh, you," you smirked, "you're such a little naughty slut, aren't you? What would your friends say if they knew you loved it in your ass? What would they say if they saw you with your ass up on my kitchen island?" You mocked him.

He whined and bucked his hips into nothing, needy to be inside something, to be inside you. "O-Oh God I don't k-know," he mumbled. "They'd tease you so much... What would San think... or your leader, hm? And what would Yeonjun think?" You smirked. His eyes widened at that name, hole clenching around the vibrator.

"Y/N! Please!" He moaned loudly. You loved to embarrass him like this, use him like this and tame him like the brat he is. "Please what, Youngie?" "P-Please don't say these things," he whined, but he was lying. So you kept going on.

"And your fans...What would they say if they knew you showed your ass off to me... liked to take it roughly? Like to be pushed around after acting like a brat all day? You love to be fucked right," you smirked.

"O-Oh God! I-I love it!" He moaned when you took his dick into your hands, pumping it quickly. "K-keep going! I'm cumming!" He moaned loudly. You quickly stopped everything, pulling out the vibrator as well, cutting off his orgasm. "N-No, please," he whined. You waited for his adrenaline to calm down before you pumped his cock and inserted the vibrator again, putting it on the highest setting.

"What if your members walked in on us? Hm?" You started, "What if they all walked in on us? You'd fucking like that... being watched by them... or do you want them to join you? You want them to touch you too? Would you like their cocks inside your ass baby?"

"O-Oh my God, oh my God!" He moaned as his breath was picking up. "You want them to watch me fuck you? I could always ask, sweetie, I could ask if they wanted to come and watch how you unravel for me. Do you think they'll get hard? And embarrassed? And then take their pants off and show you their hard cocks?"

His cock twitched in your hand and you let go again, pulling out the vibrator and yet again stopping his orgasm. "Please, please!" He begged loudly, all choked up. "Do you wanna cum, prince?" "Yes, yes, yes I wanna cum, please let me cum this time, please, pretty please? I've been taking it so well!"

"Hm, fine, you've been doing well... So well for me, bet you'd wanna do well for your members too," you smirked, inserting the vibrator for the third time and pumping his cock roughly again, just the way he liked it.

"I-I'd be so good!" "I bet you would, San would have tamed you in a matter of seconds. And you would listen to Hongjoong right? Would you listen to Seonghwa as he used your body? And Yunho?"

"Oh my God, oh my God!" He moaned, nearly screaming. "Yeosang would be so pretty right? He's take care of you... and I bet you'd like to be split open by Mingi... and have Jongho's hands on you..."

Before you knew it he was cumming all over the grey marble countertop. "Oh my baby," you cooed as you watched his cum drizzle down his cock. You palmed his balls and massaged them, somehow keeping him cumming and cumming. "Y/N!" He cried out over overstimulation.

Smirking, you took the vibrator out for the last time, turning it off. He panted loudly and clenched around nothing, eager for something to fill him up.

You rolled him back and he sat up, legs swinging over the edge of the counter. You wiped the cum off the counter and put it in your mouth, letting it mix with your saliva. You took Wooyoung's chin in his hand and instantly he opened up for you to spit into his mouth. "Swallow," you ordered him. He nodded and swallowed it down, breathing heavily.

"My good lil boy," you winked, "it's time to fuck you now, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes please fuck me," he panted. He got off the counter and bend over the dining table. "Wow, I didn't even have to ask," you smirked as you put the strap-on panties on, with the biggest dildo of your collection attached to it. He truly was a sizequeen.

You had bought these panties just last week, and you were excited to have them on as they came with a remote and a vibrator inside to stimulate your clit. You handed him the remote, trusting him with it.

You lubed up the toy and slid it into his ass, making him whine loudly. You had one hand on his cuffed wrists and one on his squishy ass. He yelped and whined as you thrusted into him, fucking him roughly and deeply. Tears formed in his eyes as result of the overstimulation and sensitivity from his previous orgasm.

"Please! Please, oh God, that's so good, fucking me so good!"

Suddenly the vibrator inside your panties got turned on, making you moan out loud. "Oh fuck baby!" You moaned as you rocked into your boyfriend.

"Y-You like that hm? It feels good right?" "Fuck, yes, you're making me feel so good Wooyoung!" You moaned. He turned the vibrator up to it's highest setting, your hips bucking and jerking forward, fucking into his prostate.

"You're gonna make me cum again, you're gonna make me cum, I'm cumming, c-cumming, fucking cumming!" He moaned loudly as his cum spilled from his cock.

The sensation in your pussy got bigger, wilder and took over your body, thrusts getting sloppy as you came for him, cumming in your panties as you fucked Wooyoung through his orgasm.

He turned off the vibrator as you rode out your orgasms, panting loudly. You pulled out of him and removed the panties, uncuffing Wooyoung and taking off his blindfold. You took him in your arms, leaning against the dining table. "My good lil boy..."

"You're not gonna tell my friends I like to get fucked in my ass by my girlfriend," he grinned. "I might just." ''You will not!'' You laughed and stroked his hair. ''You want me to.''

#kpop #ateez #smut #shinestarhwaa #shinestarhwaa's promptlist❤️#wooyoung #wooyoung x reader

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corruptionasart · 2 months ago

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So regarding rom corruption, over the past couple weeks I've tried off and on to make stuff using the more advanced features of the Real-Time Corruptor I've been using, so I could adequately demo it for the tutorial video I swear I'll make at some point eventually.

And I mean that stuff is academically interesting, and could certainly help with the trickier consoles to corrupt, like the Sega Genesis, it just doesn't yield very interesting results without grinding and reloading saves a lot more than I feel like I already do doing rom corruption the way I have in the past. and I just don't have time for that tbh, especially since there's so much other stuff I want to do creatively.

Speaking of that, a friend of mine has recently gotten big into music production as a hobby and sharing his progress and it's made me start looking back into that myself and while at this point everything I've tried to make inevitably ends up running back to vaporwave/ambient or harsh noise maybe I'll post stuff at some point here. Some shitposts at least, though even then I feel like I'd need to write a full ass essay to explain them

ugh i dunno i just feel bad that I'm just posting reblogs, although I realize more and more that with the large number of newer tumblr users following this blog, it is actually a useful thing for me to have a decade plus of following blogs and tags to surface stuff for people who haven't been in this hole as long

ok i'm just rambling now i'll stop have a good day

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writersdrug · 4 months ago

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Hey everyone! Long message below the tag, mentions of surgery and heavy emotional stuff.

So, to start: I am so, so so sorry for being MIA for so long. I really should have been following up with you all, not even for the content but for everyone who was asking if I was ok. And I'm so sorry that I didn't. I'm not here offering excuses, I just want to give you guys a glimpse into what's been going on with me.

Following the last post I made about my health, I ended up having a hysterectomy. I really won't go into details because it'd just be complaining about pain, but it was to this date the worst time of my life. I went through lots of hormonal, and therefore emotional, changes. During this time, I had a falling out with one of my closest friends. Again, I don't want to come here and complain or make excuses, but I did stop writing (and really doing anything) during this time because of the weight of it all.

I'm doing much better now, I have people supporting me here and online, and I want to continue writing again. I want to push myself to get back to what I love, because otherwise, I'll keep wallowing and I won't get out of this pity-party hole I've been in. Posts still might be infrequent, but after rereading all of your comments on them, it's inspiring me to get back into the game.

Again, for everyone who asked how I was doing and wished me well, I love and appreciate you. And I'm sorry I didn't check in with you guys to at least let you know I was alright. I hope you can forgive me, and I hope you enjoy the content that's to come!

Much love,

-Jane

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fuckyeahdindjarin · 1 year ago

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Behind the Seams: Part III

Welcome to the first instalment of Behind the Seams! Thank you everyone who has responded so positively to this slightly self-indulgent idea I had. I know I take so long in between chapters, this seems like a fun way to keep you guys in the loop, and also to keep myself motivated and productive while I work by sharing my thoughts as I go.

This time, I'll be rambling about focusing on the characters as I'm still in the thick of developing personalities and interpretations in the Seams universe, and I'd love to put all the thoughts that have been rattling around my brain into words to help me process it.

I will be tagging these posts as 'behind the seams' together with the chapter number 'seams iii' so you can filter this out if you don't want to see them! For those who are interested, let's dive in below the cut!

Current status: 3.2k written, fully outlined rough draft with most of the dialogue drafted.

Initial thoughts: This chapter wrote far more easily than I expected to so far. Each story is different, but I tend to find the 3rd to 5th chapters hardest to write, when you're building up the shape of the arc of the whole series.

I'm still keeping my options open with regards to what Seams is or can be, but I'm still thinking 'loose fit series' i.e. there won't be a solid, overarching story arc or ending to the series since it's not a plot-driven story. It will be interesting to see if my approach changes after a couple more chapters!

The challenge: The first two instalments were so hyper-zoomed in on Joel and Pin, I knew that the challenge for this chapter is pulling back the camera and seeing how they interact with each other outside the safety of the Outfitters, and how they fit into the wider community.

Joel and Pin: I was re-reading Threads in preparation for writing Part III, and what strikes me is that these two really don't know a lot about one another. They've barely had a fully formed conversation despite the forced proximity and some very charged moments in the last two chapters. I've tentatively written most of their dialogue in this chapter, and it's interesting that a couple of times, I've stopped myself and thought - is this too playful for a shy person like Pin? Is it too familiar with two people who are practically strangers, despite their chemistry? It's a balance that I'll have to find as I edit, and I'm excited to see how it turns out.

Tommy: For some reason, Tommy comes fairly easily to me, a testament to Pedro and Gabriel’s chemistry on screen. Without giving too much away, I'm really happy with the angle I found for Joel and Tommy in this chapter. There's a lot to unpack between the two brothers, but the happy occasion means that I can focus on the good part of their relationship for now. However, I am keeping the tensions in their history in my back pocket because I don't want to gloss over the very real and three-dimensional relationship we saw in the series.

Ellie: I've talked about how I'm nervous about writing Ellie. My Pedro boys are all lone wolves - sure they have their best friends (Teak to Palomino!Jack, Santi to Grays!Frankie, Pete/Rebecca to Consent!Dieter), but Ellie is Joel's kid, and she's part of his life more than any BFF is to my other Pedro boys. Luckily, I have found an in with Ellie that I think works well with the story in Part III, and also fits in with the broader direction of the fic. It's going to be nerve-wrecking, but I'm ready to write her into Seams!

Tess: I'm not in a place to say too much yet about Tess, but it's so important to me that she isn't erased from the Seams universe despite her not being there. I've been thinking a lot about Tess lately, about how she will fit into the story, how Joel will fit Pin into his and in relation to Tess. There are no easy answers, and it will be something to mull over in the next few chapters.

Something fun: Ok, all this character stuff is pretty heavy, so I want to end on a light-hearted note - Joel's tummy makes a cameo in a white undervest 😌

And that's it for Behind the Seams: Part III! I feel a lot lighter having found a space for all the things I have been thinking about while drafting the chapter. I hope this was a fun deep dive for you guys as well, I'll be hitting Google Docs hard this weekend to try to get all of the writing done for Part III so that I can start editing next week. My askbox is always open if anyone wants to chat 🥰

#fuckyeahseams #behind the seams #seams iii

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makerofmadness · 1 year ago

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What's with Balloon Boy and the Daycare Attendant?

The Balloon World arcade machine exists, it's in the DA's room and both characters are involved in it. It's probably one of the most cryptic minigames in the FNAF series as a whole, but while we could ponder what exactly it's supposed to mean (maybe I'll do that for all the security breach minigames eventually), the main question I have is this:

WHY Balloon Boy specifically? Why is the minigame about HIM?

Is there a connection between the two characters? Or was it a completely random decision?

Out of nowhere, thinking about Balloon World, I came to a realization:

The Lights.

Balloon Boy's entire gimmick in FNAF 2 was that if he got into your office, he would disable your flashlight and vent lights (...somehow. I know we all make the jokes about him taking the batteries [and then that FNAF 57: Freddy In Space thing in FNAF World said he just straight-up steals your entire flashlight], but you never see the battery icon disappear or appear empty in FNAF 2 itself when he gets into your office. And the vent lights also stop working, so unless they also operate on batteries, then... does he actually take them from you?).

What's the one rule in the daycare?

Keep the lights on.

His mechanic is the antithesis to what Sun wants and exactly what Moon would want. Balloon Boy doesn't keep the lights on. He prevents you from turning them on at all.

(which also makes me kinda sad there wasn't a Glamrock version of BB. Then again, I don't know how exactly he would've uniquely affected like anything. Regardless I am hoping for the day someone in the fandom makes a glamrock bb who is arch-enemies with sun and gets along well with moon skseijdndndnd-)

It feels kinda obvious and I'm guessing I'm not the only person to think about this, but I have never seen anyone else bring this up. Not on YouTube, not on tumblr, nowhere. Maybe if I go looking for it I'll see, but i'm surprised I haven't bumped into anyone else saying this just naturally. I go into the BB tags a LOT, surely SOMEONE would've said something, right? I don't even see it noted in the trivia on the page for the arcade game on the fnaf wiki.

...but is this supposed to mean anything? Or is it just a cute little reference or callback? it's hard to say, especially with how ambiguous the minigame is.

Though I DID think of ONE thing... (possible minor spoilers for Ruin under the cut):

Saw this pointed out in a youtube video that the BB World screen (with Eclipse, who makes their proper debut in Ruin after effectively being foreshadowed by the minigame in SB's base game) can be seen on the ceiling in the DA's room. Which makes sense, obviously, but also take note of the pirate-themed windows in the hallway leading to it.

...now, which character do most of us tend to associate with Balloon Boy? His "tag-team partner," of sorts?

Foxy. The Pirate.

With this, I found that there's more Foxy-related stuff associated with the daycare area than I had previously realized because I had never made any connections before. I mean, Kids' Cove is directly linked to it for god's sake.

Like. I hope i haven't forgotten to mention anything (I've been writing this post over the course of hours 'Cus I had stuff to do in the middle of it all). My brain's kinda starting to fry. But basically: Was Foxy originally meant to be the Daycare Attendant, in-universe? Was there gonna be a Glamrock Balloon Boy with him, like as his first mate or something??? Were they gonna be connected to Fazbear Theater????? (Uh basically Sun/Moon to my knowledge from confirmation in the books and a lot of more subtle implications in-game mainly involving environmental pieces were originally meant to be in the Fazbear Theater as a stage animatronic but got moved to daycare duty instead and being reprogrammed. Which actually explains a lot about them when you think about it-)

Like. Ok I'm forgetting where I was going with this, I'm sorry, but I guess it's food for thought/adds to the weird connections between DA and BB, I guess. Idk. I can't focus that well right now to keep making new ideas.

felt like sharing my interpretation of the Balloon World minigame itself at least since earlier I did kinda finally get it down concretely:

I kinda developed a theory that Eclipse is Sun/Moon's "safe mode" and that rebooting DA reactivated Eclipse as a result. Like, they're their own AI that was at one point implemented. but then Vanny happened and locked them out thanks to the whole Glitchtrap virus thing (albeit it only seemed to reach Moon, while Sun remains seemingly unaffected. Guessing it's because they're different AIs [finally implied/basically confirmed by their Ruin dialogue). Eclipse has seemingly not been active for some time, or at least never post-pizzaplex closure, given how they're seemingly completely oblivious to the fact that this place is closed with no signs of opening.

So the minigame was foreshadowing Eclipse's existence and implying their "trapped" nature, which also could be seen as paralleling Vanessa's whole "Vanny" situation, especially given how iirc one of the messages related to princess quest can be found near the arcade machine.

#This post kinda crumbled toward the end but I hope it's still interesting enough :'3 #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf ruin #fnaf eclipse #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #daycare attendant #balloon boy

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pardonmydelays · 11 months ago

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Hi so i only recently got into hamilton and really liked lmm in it but ive been seeing a lot of pjo fans talking about not wanting him as hermes and you are a lmm expert so i wondered if you knew why people are hating on him for being casted in pjo?

first of all, i am actually flattered that you called me an expert (i am literally not but i do know a lot, i observe, i go through lmm tag every day, i get mad when i see people talk shit about him, basically i'm super loud about my love for this guy so there's that some call it dedication, i call it obsession lol).

there are a lot of reasons actually but all of them are just so silly to me. for example, some people say he is a bad actor (if hamilton is not enough for you, please go watch his dark materials, he is excellent and i will fight). others say he can't sing (he can, he may not have the most incredible vocals ever, not like most broadway stars and i know a lot of people compare him with the best singers out there, but it doesn't mean he can't sing, also, he is much better now than he used to be years ago, for example i'd recommend listening to vivo soundtrack, especially keep the beat or one more song, i mean EXCUSE ME BUT MY MAN CAN SING). another reason: some people say he is annoying because he puts raps everywhere. ok, and? he is a great rapper, i'll say more: he is also a freestyle rapper, very talented indeed (i recommend checking literally any freestyle love supreme video on youtube or you can just go through my fls tag here. making up rhymes on the spot? pretty insane if you ask me). there is also a group of people who think he is cringe, his rhymes are cringe, some of his songs are not good, etc etc (i bet those people can write better songs). i think he is one of the greatest composers of our generation and i will, of course, fight (haters, please shut the fuck up about the scuttlebutt, this song was supposed to be annoying, you just don't get it apparently? same with my own drum actually. can we just stop pretending that he is talentless because of those songs you guys literally have no taste and you hate fun and also shut tf up). oh, and also, people these days very often say he is everywhere and it's annoying (this is literally his job but whatever). and my all-time favourite: some people are mad that he was playing hamilton because they think he didn't deserve it (he literally wrote the whole thing but ok). one more thing: i have never read pjo, i literally just started reading it only because of lin, so i know nothing about hermes, but personally i really hope he will sing/rap, just because i want to see them all suffer.

there were also other controversial stuff (with in the heights, hamilton and puerto rico) but we are not going to discuss it on my blog, sorry (mostly because i have my own opinion about it and i know i will get a lot of hate for speaking my mind). one thing i can say is that nobody's perfect, we all make mistakes sometimes and i will always fight for him, no matter what.

#thank you for this ask #i really love talking about him and it always makes me super happy to know there are others who love him like i do #please feel free to visit my blog whenever you want to #it's a safe space for lin's fans #will i get hate for it? idk maybe #still i'm gonna tag it so others can find it #lin manuel miranda #lmm #anon #i saved every letter you wrote me*#(i am literally drunk and writing essays about lmm on christmas eve what tf is wrong with me)

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hibuscuzshorz · 4 months ago

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𝖌𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖆𝖘𝖙

MDNI: 18+ ~ Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Francisco Morales x F!reader

Word count:

Warnings/Tags: smut, dom/sub,choking,vaginal fingering, aftercare, unprotected p in v,pretty big age gap,head,loss of virginity, fingering, oral, creampie,degradation, spanking, daddy kink, not proofread, strangers to lovers.

Creds: starry night headers: (above and below) @thecutestgrotto , pictures from pinterest, top graphics made by me.

Chapters: 1/?

Vibes: Ivy by Frank Ocean,Tejano Blue by Cigarettes After Sex, Champagne Coast by Blood Orange

(notes from me, please read) ok so this is my first fic posted on tumblr, still getting the hang of the outline and other stuff, but I really hope you enjoy this fic, and hopefully my writing isn't too bad! Thanks and have an awesome summer!

Chapter 1:

You were absolutely stunned when you first laid eyes on your new neighbour next door. He was tall, muscular, and he looked like a greek god. He was the prettiest man you had ever seen.

Your apartment itself wasn't very spacious, but the best part about it was that it had a ginormous balcony, which now you realised that it would be useful in spying on your hot new neighbour. (not that you'd ever do that-right?) And in your favor, he spent the first few days sunbathing out on his balcony, with nothing but swim shorts on; awesome.

As time passed, your obsession with him only grew, sometimes to the point where you'd wait hours on your balcony just to see if he would come out and the two of you would finally have an interaction. Then again, you really wanted to just knock on his door and introduce yourself, which you were scared to do. What if he hates me? What if he's actually really mean? What if he- your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a knock at your door.

Oh, its probably just Kaia, here for her lipstick. You thought, sighing to yourself as you walked towards the door. It definitely was not Kaia, but your neighbour that stood in front, towering over you. Your face turned red in an instance, mouth almost agape. "Oh! Hey, you must be the new neighbour? You live right next door right?" You said, voice trembling. "Yeah, hey. I'm Francisco!" He held out his hand, and you grasped it in a handshake; and boy were his hands nice. "Well, I'm y/n, its great to meet you!" You said, definitely still blushing. "Cool, nice to meet you, y/n. I'm here for a power adapter, just wondering if you had one?" He said, his voice was so gentle, yet rough in way which mesmerized you.

"Huh? Oh um, let me just check really quick, I'm sure I have one somewhere..care to come in?" You asked nervously, as you fidgeted with your hands. "Oh no I'm okay, I need to meet up with a few of my friends in like 5 minutes." he said with a chuckle. "Oh no worries, let me just go get the adapter then!" You said, smiling. Ohmygodwhattheheckhowisthismansohandsome you thought, trying to not giggle and act like you've just won the jackpot of all neighbours ever. You ransacked your drawer in your bedroom, and finally found the adapter, rushing back to the door to hand it to him.

"Here! Hopefully this one will work." You said, dusting it off as you gave it over. "Thanks a lot!" He smiled. It was silent for the next few seconds."Standard Heating Oil, I like it." you pointed out what his hat read, only because you felt like it was getting awkward. "Oh, what-my hat? Ha, thanks!" He replied with a chuckle. You smiled back, once again admiring his physique. "Well, I should go, I'm probably already late. It was nice meeting you, y/n. I guess i'll see you around?" He asked. "Oh yeah! For sure." You smiled shyly as you watched him disappear into his own place, with a wink.

That was so hot, what he just did.

Days passed, and the two of you bumped into each other often, most times passing bye with a smile, or a hello, other times you'd stop and chat about the weather, news, and even your personal lives. Francisco was a gentleman as well (like who would have guessed right.), he would hold elevator doors for you, help you carry your groceries, and do whatever men like him do. You were head over heels for him.

The more you two got to know each other, the more you thought that you'd have a chance with him.

July 29th. After many friendly interactions among the both of you, you finally decided to make a move, which was baking...and it didn't turn out great. Usually you were quite good at making food, but today just wasn't it. The blueberry muffins that you had made didn't rise properly, but the taste on the other hand was delicious, which is why you decided to give a few to Francisco; not to get rid of them, well, yes to get rid of them, but also to be nice! You carefully wrapped them up and made your way to his place. As soon as you knocked, he answered. It was like he had been waiting for you.

"Hey y/n, what's up?" He asked, his lips curving into a smile as he made eye contact with you, making your stomach flutter. "Okay, so I made some muffins. They didn't turn out the best, but trust me, they taste really good. I promise-" "They look amazing, okay?" Francisco gazed down at you, his big brown doe eyes seeming to glitter. You swore you could have passed out just by staring at him. "Uh, okay um, do you want to try one now or-" You fumbled with your words, trying to stay calm. "It would be my absolute pleasure." You handed him one nervously. Your hand grazed his and you froze, not knowing what to do. But Francisco on the other hand just smirked. What a guy.

"Oh holy smokes these are amazing. You did not tell me you baked." Francisco said, his face lighting up as he bit into a muffin. "Ughhh oh my gosh.." He moaned, devouring the entire thing in 3 bites. "Sooo, Im guessing you liked it? It isn't my best work." You said quietly. "Y/n, are you kidding me? I swear this stuff is better than drugs, or whatever the kids smoke these days." He said, reaching for another. "Aw thanks!" You grinned from ear to ear, blushing again. "Ohmygawsh this is amazing." He chuckled, finishing his 2nd muffin. "You know...their not that hard to make right? I can show you sometime if you want." You finally said, hoping that your comment won't go two ways. "Are you asking me to a date, y/n?" He asked sternly, his face expressionless. "Oh shoot maybe it's too early-I didn't mean, I-it's-i'm sorry-" You stuttered, feeling absolutely horrible. Holy crap, I messed up big, oh no.

"Y/n, you okay? I didn't say no. What day are you free?" Francisco replied, laughing. "I'm sorry if i came out harsh I didn't mean too." He sighed. "Oh! It's no problem! I'm free any day. Will next monday work?" You asked hesitantly. "Sure i'll check. You need my contact?" "Oh uh, sure thanks." You tried to stay calm, but getting Francisco's number was the biggest move ever.

Holy crap.

Upon arriving home, you crashed onto the couch, trying to gather your thoughts and comprehend what had just happened. Could this be the beginning of a new chapter of your life? Okay maybe don't get too carried away.

Ping! Your phone went off. 'Is this y/n?' read a text. ohmygoshitsfranciscohetextedme. You hurriedly picked up your phone. to respond. 'Yeah it is, is this Francisco?' you typed back anxiously, noticing his profile picture set as him holding a machine gun, posed with what seemed to be his friends. God, how does this man look even hotter in a low-resolution picture. Three bubbles appeared on the screen, making your heartbeat 10x faster. Then, 'Monday works for me! Do you want to do 5pm? BTW, I already finished the muffins. 😉' You could feel your core tighten just at the sight of the text. It took you at least a minute to gather yourself before responding: '5 works for me! See you then?' 'Yep, see you Monday :)' He typed back.

The next two days that passed seemed like millennia. Each hour felt like a day, especially when Francisco was nowhere to be seen. You'd fight the urge to knock on his door every, what, 5 seconds?

Finally, the day arrived: Monday. Yet you'd still have to wait 14 hours until you could see him. (It's 3am and you've been up all night thinking about him. (Crazy right.) After the sun came up, you spent all day picking out a casual yet breathtaking outfit, (finally deciding on shorts and a graphic tee) cleaning the whole house, and buying groceries.

A light knock was heard from the door. Thinking that it may have been a delivery for the new table you had gotten, you messily put your hair in a bun and made your way to the front door. Upon opening it, you soon realised that it indeed was not the delivery guy.

"Oh my-I'm so sorry I look horrible right now, I genuinely thought you were the delivery driver!" You squeaked nervously. "No it's not your fault, and you look great. I was just wondering if this table was yours? It was placed at my door a few hours ago." You noticed his big strong arms curled around a big cardboard box and couldn't help but stare. "I'm sorry about that, maybe I put in the wrong house number. Thanks so much for bringing it over here!" You smiled as you tried to take it from him but failed miserably as of how heavy it was. "You need some help?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, which made you blush. "Oh sure thing, thanks so much." You replied, helping him carry it inside.

After setting it down, you offered he'd stay and just make muffins now, in which he agreed to.

End: Chapter 1.

#pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal #pedrito #francisco morales x reader #triple frontier #smut #pedrohub #the brainrot is real #smutty smut smut #smutty fanfiction #pedro pedro pedro #fanfic #fluff #but yeah

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kaylinalexanderbooks · 5 months ago

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Character voice

Thanks to @urnumber1star here, @bookish-karina here, @leahnardo-da-veggie here, and @elsie-writes here!

I'm not getting behind like last time! Four is plenty!

“I promise you everything is going to be okay.”

Lexi: "It's okay. Everything will get better eventually. I promise. I'll help."

Maddie: "Hey, on the more optimistic side of things, there's no real way this can get worse, right?"

Ash: "I dunno, try being optimistic about this."

Gwen: "Hey. Don't worry. Things will get better. We will make things better. I promise I'll do whatever I can."

Robbie: "It's okay, man, things will get better." (Internally unsure if this is the right thing to say because what if they don't???)

Akash: "It's gonna be okay. I promise. I'll help you."

Jedi: "Generally speaking, it will get better. But you must believe it will before it does."

Carmen: "Well, worrying about it won't make it better."

“you're making us look bad.”

Lexi: "Can you stop? Imagine what these people are thinking of us!!" (Ash: I don't have to - they don't care)

Maddie: "Why can't I do this? This isn't fair. Now no one will see how cool and awesome that was."

Ash: "Hey, why do you get to have fun with your powers while I have to sit and meditate? Now I look lame."

Gwen: "Shh! You're making us seem so rude! We should stop this argument. Imagine if you were them! You'd be judging us. Thinking terrible things."

Robbie: "You're making us seem ultra lame and pathetic."

Akash: "Dude, you're embarrassing me in front of everyone. Now first impressions are ruined."

Jedi: "Well, I don't think you're making quite a fair judgement on our character with that display."

Carmen: "See, if you'd just gotten your act together, they would actually respect us!"

“Is that really all you've got?”

Lexi: "Really? That's it? Huh."

Maddie: "Wait, that was the best you got? Wow, that was kinda lame."

Ash: "You don't think I can handle more? I think I can, so give it all you've got."

Gwen: "You think that will hurt me? Well, it won't! You'll have to try harder."

Robbie: "Woo! Is that it?! I was expecting more of a punch!"

Akash: "Haha, that's the best you got. Kinda underwhelming."

Jedi: "I do not suppose there is anything more impressive that you would like to demonstrate."

Carmen: "That was the dumbest thing I have ever seen. If that's your best, you're even worse than I thought you were."

“I'm going to kill you.”

I'm gonna operate under the assumption that you've done something that has pushed these characters to killing, regardless of how hard that will be. All are capable, I think, but we have to push them...so far. Hehe, this will be fun.

Lexi: "If you come anywhere near her, I promise that I will kill you."

Maddie: "Leave me alone or I swear I'll kill you."

Ash: "Get OUT OF MY WAY!"

Gwen: "You're such an awful, evil person! If you don't end your suffering on others I swear I'll end you."

Robbie: "Huh. Wow, you really are a piece of shit. You're gonna regret that. You have no idea what I can do to you." (Please, if you will, imagine lights flickering and our lovely boy here glowing maroon, eyes included)

Akash: "Agh! Leave me and everyone else alone! I'm sick and tired of awful people like you!"

Jedi: "I would rather not do this, but it is for the greater good."

Carmen: "Shut it! I'm in control of this situation, and I know what's right! This is for the good of the cause, and if you don't understand that -- Well, let's play a guessing game, shall we?"

Ok guys we're done hooray

Tagging @ahordeofwasps @sarandipitywrites @andyswritings @tabswrites @mk-writes-stuff

+ ANYONE ELSE

Your phrase is: "Are we going to wait here all day until a decision is made?"

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viburnt · 10 months ago

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Hey! I don't know if you're still on the wave of the Puppy Boy AU but if you are I have a few suggestions, if you don't mind...

1) Iida as a Border Collie. They're intelligent and diligent dogs and I think it's perfect for him

2) Denki as a Pomeranian. The fluffliest ball of fur ever.

I don't know if you write for them, if you don't just ignore this ramble of mine.

Kajsakjsaj *keyboard smash* BABY THAT'S SO GOOD, I HADNT THOUGHT ABOUT THEEEEM AAAAAAAAAH

Also I'm back from my vacations in Baja, I'll be more active now

MHA Puppyboy! AU Part 3(?

Iida + Border Collie

Border Collies are very fancy dogs that love to follow instructions. They are smart, intelligent, and capable but they also have energy and are willing to protect. Iida is all about following rules and being a very smart student (he's the class rep after all), but he's proven to be fierce when the moment requires it. Border Collies are also (normally) pure blood dogs, which fits Tenya a lot since he comes from a well known family.

He has fluffy ears and tail, the color is a deep black with some white specks around the edges. Did I mention this breed loves to run? They are very good athletes, just like Tenya. He's just the kind of puppy that pulls on his leash if you don't move fast enough.

Talking about leashes and collars, Iida is OK with them. He won't use them during school or work because it's against the dress code, but he'll more than indulge if you wan to collar him up! Iida is very serious about it, so if you want him, you'll have him for life.

Loves, loves, loves praise. In a normal amount... Tell him he did a good job, that he is the best, and that he is a great example to others; his tail won't stop wagging for hours, and he takes your words with such pride!

Sheds, a lot. He tries to keep his fur clean and brushed but he just has too much fur. You WILL find some random dog hair in your stuff.

Can get a little controlling of you, after all the breed is made to guide and handle sheep, so you'll find out he tends to place his hand on the back of your neck or on the lower back to guide you around. A collie for 1A's sheep, what a puppy he is!

May or may not have a tiny doll of you he tucks in his bed when he misses you.

Your face gets warm when you feel Iida's hand unconsciously slide to the back of your neck, his roughed-up fingers grazing that tender skin of yours. It sends shivers down your spine, and Tenya notices it because you've suddenly stopped walking. "Is something the matter? Are you feeling OK?" Your eyes finds his and nod, "Yeah! I just remembered something," you utter, trying to suppress the smile that threats to form on your lips. He tilts his head in and oh so adorable way, worrying something bad had happened, furry ears flopping with worry. "What did you remember?"

"That you're a Collie." You giggle, pointing out the way he had been guiding you through the mall. He flushes and apologizes, but you tell him it's more than OK.

Kaminari + Pomeranian

Denki is by definition, energy. He is cheeky, he plays pranks, and he's just a cutie. This puppy likes the attention, and Pomeraninas just happen to be just like him. The fluffy fur kind of reminds you of the way Kami's hair gets, specially with the use of his quirk.

Short fuzzy tail and tiny perky ears that stand up from his already flash hair, brown/creamy color. This puppy boy will do anything to catch your eye: jokes, drawings, nicknames. He wants you all to himself, and is not shy about it.

This puppy boy doesn't mind being a couch potato, he'd much rather stay home with you and play videogames or read manga. He won't say no if you want more physical activities like going for a walk or something alike (he wants to be good for you) but Denki enjoys being domesticity more.

He wears a choker already, so collars are a BIG yes from him. Want to add a leash for that? Kaminari will gladly sport it for you. Want to put a name tag too? Hell, he'll be flustered but will feel SO GOOD with it.

Kaminari is a particularly tricky puppy because he has the tendency to be all over your place and use your stuff: hoodies? Shirts? Jewelry? He'll take whatever he can from you, but if you say he can't he'll get sad and moody. Whining and begging you to let him use your things and hang in your room. Capricious with you, that much is true.

Lives for the way you pet him though, he's the kind that is sneaks around to get his head under the reassuring warmth of your hand. He just knows ALL the tiktok trends that involve hugs, pats, cuddling, etc.

"Kami, you need to go back to your room... It's past curfew," you yawn, feeling the tight grip of his arms around your waist. He groans and whines, shaking his head. "I don't wanna, you're warm," he mutters, nuzzling against you. You can see his tail wagging against the blankets and smile; he opens his groggy eyes and looks up to your still half-asleep face. "No harm if I stay, right?" He says with a smirk, toying with the hem of pajamas. Denki hears you hum with a knowing smile, "Fine, fine... what a needy little puppy you are."

"Yup, but you like it."

#iida tenya x reader #mha iida #iida x reader #mha kaminari #kaminari x reader #MHA Puppyboy!AU #mha ask

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