#ok imma pass out now

[everwisp]

may you continue to bloom and be surrounded with the love you deserve 🥰

[randomdork-artdump]

Part 29 is up!

Desperate times call for desperate measures I guess

Ok. We got ourselves a chonky chapter. Let's see what else we have here...

Vaggie bullying Alastor hehe. Bath time. Intense redecorating. The party. A reconciliation. Wait. Is that trauma bonding?

*whistles*

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[ironmanstan]

I am the king of writing papers twice as long as they should be

[doromoni]

Not Over the Papaya | OP81

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Ships : Oscar Piastri x Popstar! Reader , Ex!Lando Norris x Popstar! Reader

Genre : Fluff Smau

A/N : I wrote 2 chapters worth of material today … but imma make y’all wait for tomorrow 🤠👹

Face claim : Jennie Kim

Warnings : Moderate Cursing

Summary : Y/N and Oscar cope with their own breakups by making the Heartbreak Club.

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*message sent

Notification : You received a message from Oscar

*Incoming Call from Oscar

Pick up or Decline

Pick up

“Hi Osc”

“Hi to you too. You sound so sleepy”

“Yeah, I didn’t get that much sleep on the plane.”

“I told you to limit your coffee intake. I’m not there to stop you , you gremlin control yourself”

“I know I knowww”

“So why’d you wanna call? You should sleep”

“Its just weird that I’ve gotten to see your face practically everyday since last month and now I wont see you for like 2 weeks”

“Well we both work very hectic jobs, so that would be expected. But yeah ~ i’ve gotten used to your presence”

“ Hey Osc… Is it weird to say that I already miss your voice? “

“Only my voice?”

“Well your voice is like Jake Sully y’know.”

“You and your Avatar obsession . And I do not sound like Sam Worthington”

“Who??”

“The guy who voices Jake Sully”

“Ok but how do you know that?? I don’t even know that at the top of my head. I just like Jake cause he’s hot”

“I know that because you forced me to watch blue people run and swim for 10 freaking times!”

“Well you made me watch Cars with you on repeat!”

“You also loved Cars! what do you mean?”

“Ok, I do but that’s besides the point”

“What is your point dweeb?”

“ My point is that I miss you already”

“Well I miss you too”

- Hey Osc, is that Lily? -

“Hey I’ll be back. Lando’s talking to me. Don’t hang up, alright?”

- What? No. We’ve broken up , I’ve told you that -

- I thought I heard a girl’s voice. Is she your new fling? -

- I dont do flings Lando -

- Whatever you say mate -

“Hello? are you still there?”

“Helloooo?”

“You’ve dozed off huh. Sleep well dearest”

Y/N.

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Y/N. Florida I love you but you’re too hot. Rehearsals are brutal! 🤠 send jake sully thirst traps pls

Y/N. Whaaaaa who said that?

oscarpiastri Youre so weird.

Y/N. Because having a crush on a blue car isnt??

logansargeant Its not weird to have a crush on Sally tho

charles_leclerc I support my son’s tastes. Crushing on Sally is valid.

Y/N. But me having a crush on a giant blue man is not???

oscarpiastri nope. thats weird Y/N

logansargeant nope. thats weird Y/N (1)

charles_leclerc nope, thats weird Y/N (2)

Y/N. ugh i h8 the patriarchy

Y/bf Y/N your glowing babeeee!! So excited for Floridaaa. Im catching myself a cowboy 🤠. (and ur Jake Sully crush is so Valid!!)

Y/N Babe give me a call, your pass is still with me! ( RIGHT? The blue man is hot)

Y/bf That he is, but I think orange suits you better 😘 liked by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri you are so right @Y/bf but its actually papaya 🤓

Y/bf stfu Oscar, im making u a case here 😤

user1 I dont know what to freak out about??!! Y/N adding another day to her concert sched or Oscar being in Y/N’s comment section and CLEARLY being flirty.

user2 Sir that is your teammate’s ex 😮‍💨

user3 Well lando did cheat … so eff the bro code or smth like that— i dunno im not a guy

user4 we can freak out about both!!! YES MY SHIP IS FREAKING FLOATING (it aint sailing till oscar confirms his breakup)

user5 Y/N becoming more unhinged by the second

user6 Y/N looks like she’s becoming better and happier 🤍 we love to see it.

user7 Enjoy your time Queen!

User7 Y/N in American soil is built different

User8 We see that like Oscar 👀.

oscarpiastri 3mins close friends

story replies

charles_leclerc do you like Americans now? well its very plausible since Logan’s American.

oscarpiastri Are you insinuating that I like Americans because of Logan?

charles_leclerc Yes, exactly that.

oscarpiastri NO.

logansargeant I knew it! Western always winssss 🤠🦅

oscarpiastri Why am I not surprised.

Y/N. Ohhhh whos the hot chick? 🤭🫣

oscarpiastri 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️

oscarpiastri I dunno you tell me

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Lin Kuei Bros: Play Fighting

Smoke so dramatic-. Anyway, don’t ask why I thought of this. The voices were loud

Bi-Han

Play fighting with any of them is bold as fuck but HIM? You don't like your life 

I'm not saying he's gonna straight up assault you but out of all the brothers, he has the highest chance of hitting you hard as shit on accident 

He probably wouldn't even like play fighting that much. He'd prefer sparring cause at least you're working on your skills. Why you just fucking around?

You gotta catch him on the right day. Some days he's busy and some days he's just legit not in the mood. 

“Imma start it off slow. Imma scope the scenery out-”

If you somehow get this man to cooperate, first of all good job. Second of all, y'all do not stop until you give up. 

The type to pin you down and not let go until you admit he won. If you refuse, you're legit not moving. 

This is a big guy so you're not moving him. You give up, he lets go and you manage to crack a smile out of him

We never see him smile in the game but listen bitch, I'm here for the fantasy-

If he's not in the mood, I can see him just saying “no” like you're a puppy or smth. 

You'd go to swing on him again and he'd either grab your hand or give you a look that tells you he's being serious 

Going back to him accidentally hitting you hard as shit, he's used to sparring with two other buff ass men. Imma guess you're not as buff as them, and some of y'all reading this ain't men. Accidents are bound to happen 

You'd think the Grandmaster would have more control but I just think it slips sometimes. He's stupidly prideful and he's used to sparring so sometimes that's where his mind goes. Also once again, he probably sometimes forgets a hit Kuai Liang could handle is a hit that'll take years off your life. 

I would love to say he gets on his knees and apologizes but this is the same man who betrayed his brothers and was like “why y'all tweaking?” so um… 

You're gasping for air and he's “see why I always say no?”

I feel like I'm making him sound abusive but as someone who's play fought with my older siblings, they hit you hard as shit then tell you you're a bitch when a tear slips out. Why the fuck are you hitting me this hard in my chest? You got 5+ years on me-

He's an older brother. He's gonna hit hard. I swear it's in their DNA 

And if he does apologize it's not really verbal. He checks to make sure your limbs are alright then offers to do something else. 

“Are you gonna say you're sorry?” “For?” “For almost breaking my damn lung” “You started this”

You'd expect that the next time you wanna play fight he'd decline cause he doesn't wanna hurt you again. Wrong. 

Remember he's an older brother. THE older brother. Y'all squaring up again. You don't care about your health so fuck it. 

Honestly would be super fun besides the limb you're gonna lose 

Kuai Liang

Would be more cooperative than Bi-Han but still isn't overly excited to play fight 

Bi-Han is the “tell mom. I don't care” older brother. Kuai Liang is the “wait wait wait, I'm sorry. You can hit me back. Calm down. You want some candy?” older brother 

Fully aware he could cause terrible injuries but as time passes on, he relaxes more 

Definitely play fought as a kid but after Tomas started jumping everytime he heard his voice, he thought “maybe I need new hobbies”.

You’ve interrupted his recovery

He actively focuses on holding back and being soft even if you tell him not to

“Hit me harder” “No❤”

Honestly a fun time though. He holds back when it comes to strength but still tussles with you. Also let's you get hits in even when he could easily dodge them. 

If he accidentally injured you frfr, he's checking up on you immediately and says y'all stopping for today. 

“No, I'm ok” “Can you even breathe right now?” “Uhhh… yes😀” “We're done”

For sure feels like an asshole depending on how bad you're hurt. He's not sliding down the wall in pain but he's like “damn, that was a little too hard”. 

“You can hit me back” “No. I've seen Twilight” “What?” “It's gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you. I'm not doing that”. (Now I wanna write you making them watch Twilight. I'm never gonna be rid of this addiction-)

You gotta hit him back so y'all can be even. It's the only way to move on

Y'all are not doing that shit again for at least another week or so. 

“We gotta scrap right here right now” “No”

Does the thing older siblings do when they put their hand on your head so when you swing at them, you're just hitting air. 

It's so infuriating so you gotta stop. 

The next time though, you swear you're gonna win. You will not. 

Tomas Vrbada

The most willing and having the most fun 

Tomas has two older brothers that probably jumped him on several occasions growing up and you're gonna try and convince me he doesn't have aggression to get out?

People would probably expect he's the softest but no. He's the youngest. As the youngest myself I can assure you, we are used to putting our all in these fights cause we gotta use all our strength to defeat these evil mfs we live with. Sometimes it's not enough-

You're not his older sibling so he's not scrapping like his life depends on it but I do think he's hitting somewhat hard 

Not as hard as Bi-Han, not as soft as Kuai Liang 

You feel his hits but it's not knocking the wind outta you 

Super fun cause he's also using the environment. Definitely is grabbing a pillow and starts swinging it at you. Definitely is running around the couch to chase you. Definitely has thrown you but made sure to aim at something soft. He's probably even turned off the lights then threw a folded blanket at you 

“Cheater” “Don't be upset you didn't think of it first”

You're fighting but laughing at the same time. There's no real tension. Just fucking around. 

Probably starts initiating it too

If he does injure you fr, for a split second he'd actually see it as a victory then he'd remember you're not his older brothers and is like “oh shit-”. 

Injuring those two would mean freedom (or a worse jumping. really depends), injuring you is not good. 

He knows how bad those hits can hurt so he makes sure you're alright. He's not watching you as much as Kuai Liang would but he'd still make sure you're not overly sore. 

He doesn't feel as bad as Kuai Liang would cause he kinda knows this shit happens. Kuai Liang kinda got a little bit of guilt cause Tomas gets into a fighting stance when he raises his hand up. Tomas hasn't victimized anyone so he's more chill about these situations 😭

Tells you random ass stories about when he used to play fight with his brothers. 

“One time Bi-Han threw me in the air and Kuai Liang jumped to catch me only to throw me against the wall”

“This reminds me of when Bi-Han swept my feet from under me and Kuai Liang jumped on me”

“What is it called when someone jumps on you elbow first?”

“This one time I woke up to them standing over me. I knew it was a wrap”

“One time Bi-Han slapped the back of my neck so hard, it was red for at least a week”

“One time Kuai Liang-” “Tomas… you need a therapist” “I don't think that's what it is”

Unlike Kuai Liang who makes you wait, he's cool with scrapping days later. 

Actually says “time out” when he wants a break. Also says “time in” fast as fuck though to catch you off guard 

Legit the most fun brother. I don't make the rules (except I do). 

I did not mean to write the least for Kuai Liang but I was really brain empty for him. Y’all should give me ideas, thanks bookie

[atinysuh]

ateez and their favorite sex positions + explained

yunho, jongho: reverse cowgirl - ok hear me out, imagine yunho guiding the movements of your ass with his huge hand as you bounce on his dick while you look back over your shoulders to watch his expressions. he thinks its so hot to watch you performing on top of him that you almost can see the sparkles on his eyes. he usually let you ride him like this when he knows you had a long ass day at work or college or both and you need to take the stress out of you, so he offers his dick for you to do whatever you want because he just wanna make you feel good. on the other side… jongho also LOVES this position since he can watch your curves. his favorite body part on you is your thighs and the tattoos on it so every time he has the chance to see them bouncing on his cock he’ll take it. he’ll just relax his head on his hands and bite his lips while enjoying his girl. and you also love his thick thighs so you two are even. phew… he’s so fucking hot.

yeosang, mingi: you on top - yeosang loves leaving love bites on your neck and squeezing your waist while you ride him. out of all the girls he has dated in his life you’re definitely the only one who knows how to ride him RIGHT. because let’s be honest, my man’s got a big dick and you can take 100% of him and that’s one of the numerous reasons he fell in love with you at the first place. you kinda got the sauce. he also loves to feel your sweet vanilla cherry scent, he thinks is very sexy, so be careful because sometimes he can get drunk of you! he just place his face in the crook of your neck as you ride him and closes his eyes and stays there guiding your hips, like yunho, but in this case by the waist. okay and mingi… well, mingi is something else. he completely loves sucking on your nipples when you’re on top of him, hands on your ass spanking every now and then to remind you he’s the only one in the world who can bottom you out like that. he kinda asserts some dominance without even noticing and you can’t help it but call out his name every time you go up and down his dick. also, has a huge size kink.

san: BACKSHOTS - 6 words. on the way by jhené aiko. this song is SO choi san coded, every time i hear that “booty clapping from the backshots while we watch porn on the laptop” verse san’s the first person that comes to my mind. we all know he loves a big thick curvy ass that he can spank whenever he pleases. also “inhale the smoke while you stroke inside it” makes me literally malfunction since my biggest guilty pleasure is san getting high and passing the blunt to you while he breaks your back. if i could dedicate one song to one man it would be on the way to san because oh my god i could spend hours talking about this topic but imma stop before i pass out.

seonghwa: face off - we all know seonghwa’s the romantic type… but also the freak type. he likes it when you two are seated at the end of the bed or on the couch or even on the kitchen chair and have you like this, on top of him, facing him. as i said, when you’re fucking in the kitchen, for example, he usually put his elbow on the table behind him and expect you to ride his dick but sometimes it can get a little bit hard for you to keep a steady pace in this position so he loses his patience and quickly switch positions. you’re now laying on the kitchen counter. we also know he’s a worshipper, so he’ll make you feel so loved in his arms even tho he’s fucking the soul out of you. well, love and affection is something you’ll always receive when it comes to having a relationship with seonghwa whether is fwb, a date, a one night stand or a marriage… but he’ll also fuck you HARD and when i say hard i MEAN IT because we’re talking about a fucking aries here and as an aries myself i know exactly what goes on on his mind when it comes to sex.

hongjoong: missionary - still talking about zodiac signs, for those who don’t know, hongjoong’s a scorpio and girl let me tell you about scorpios… ma’am they are another type of freak, like, they literally invented freak, to me they are sex gods. and even tho this is a common sex position doesn’t mean hongjoong will make it ordinary. he’s very possessive so he wants to make sure that you know you’re HIS and his only and he does that by pinning both of your wrists with one hand while he chokes your neck with the other. sex with him is always pleasurable, he’ll satisfy you 200% of the time, overwhelm you even. but you can’t never get enough of him. also, he likes to hear it when you say that your pussy is his for him to please and your body is his for him to touch and that you belong to him. his moto is saying that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you because he couldn’t stand the thought of somebody else touching your body. i love hongjoong so much.

wooyoung: spoon - OK… i see wooyoung fucking you in a spoon position and it can be any type, with your leg up, down, kissing your neck, grabbing your breasts, chocking you, biting your lobe teasing you, but as long as it is in a spoon position. ooooh he loves the way you bite your bottom lip and do that crying expression with your eyebrows when you tell him to slow down and he just gives you a sassy smirk and says nothing but starts fucking you ROUGHER. you can barely open your eyes to look at his hungry eyes looking back at you because it’s rolling with pleasure. all you can do is whine and not even when he cums he’ll stop, he likes overstimulating you AND him.

[mingis-orangejuice]

Love and Deepspace Boys with an MC that's good with children Part.3: Rafayel

Summary: Rafayel desperately calls you to help him take care of his little nephew. Rafayel can't stand him but how difficult can one little kid be?

a/n: this one is my fave out of all the fics I've written so far. I love drama queen Rafayel. I made him as dramatic as possible, he's literally jealous of a 5-year-old kid cuz you're giving him more attention. Yep that's my man and imma stick beside him

Genres/Warnings: just pure teeth rotting fluff

Word count: 1173

Other parts: 1, 2, 4

“So what do you say will you help me pretty please?” Rafayel said from the other side of the call. He had called you to ask if you’d help him with his little nephew. He was stuck taking care of him since his cousin and her husband went off on another spontaneous trip. 

“Fine, as long as you pay double, bodyguards don’t babysit for free.” you joked

“Yeah sure double, I’ll even pay triple if you want just get here quickly!” you heard a crash in the background of the call and Rafayel screaming then he hung up.

You were only joking about wanting payment you didn't really think he would agree to it, but that crash had you concerned. Why was he so desperate for your help? How bad can one little kid be?

At Rafayel’s house, you let yourself in with the spare key. You hear your boyfriend yelling, another small voice laughing and the sound of something breaking. You follow the sound to the living room. The whole room was trashed. Mess everywhere, canvases and brushes on the floor, and paint everywhere even on the ceiling. Did a tornado pass through his living room? You see Rafayel chasing a young boy around the room as he causes more trouble “Rafayel what’s going on?”

“Oh thank goodness you’re here” He stops chasing the boy and runs up to you to greet you with a hug “He’s terrible, he’s destroyed everything in my studio I don't know what to do he just won't stop” Rafayel looked like he was almost about to cry.

“Who are you?” the boy stops in front of you “Are you Uncle Rafi’s girlfriend?”

“Yeah, I am” You bend down and put out your hand to shake his. “It’s nice to meet you, sweetie, what’s your name?” 

The little boy looks up at you with a big smile, completely enamoured by you “I’m Nate. Are you really Uncle Rafi’s girlfriend you’re way too pretty for him” he looks at Rafayel and sticks his tongue out.

“Hey I'll have you know that she is my girlfriend and she loves me, so there!” Rafayel sticks his tongue out at Nate too.

“Stop it you two.” you flick Rafayel’s forehead “You’re the adult in the situation you shouldn’t let him take advantage of you” you scold him as Nate laughs under his breath

“He started it, plus he doesn’t listen, he’s just a bad kid, we should bring him to an orphanage and leave him there,” he says pointing at Nate while hiding behind you.

You sigh and turn to look at Nate. “Nate, sweetie did you mess with your uncle’s art?” he nodded shyly. “That's not very nice now, is it” This time he nodded no. “you know you’re not supposed to do that right?”

“But Uncle Rafi was being so boring, I wanted to play tag but he just wanted to paint. He said he needed silence for his work so he left me in here alone.”

You turn and look at Rafayel. “Is that true?” He also just nods, looking like he was being scolded by his own mother. “Rafayel you can’t just leave him alone with nothing to do, what did you think would happen, he’d just sit there for hours doing nothing? No wonder he did all this, he was bored. You could have at least given him something to do.”

“I don’t know what kids like to do, that's why I called you. You’re so smart and would know exactly what to do to help your boyfriend in need riiight?” he attempted to flatter you so that you’d help him.

You sigh again. “Ok well, first we have to clean up this mess...” 

“I think you should make Nate clean it up himself, to make him learn his lesson” Rafayel glared at Nate.

You gave Rafayel the “mom death stare” and he quickly shut up “We are all going to help clean and then both of you are going to apologize, ok?” 

They both look at each other and then back at you. “Ok,” they both say. reluctantly

Later after the mess had been cleaned, you three sit on the couch exhausted. You hear a little tummy rumble.  You look to Nate “Oh are you hungry, maybe we should make something to eat” You head to the kitchen and Nate follows behind you holding your hand. Rafayel see this and jumps up from the couch trying to get in between you two. You push him away “Raf seriously, you’re jealous of a 5-year-old?” he looks a little embarrassed then quietly takes your other hand on the way to the kitchen. Nate looks over and sticks his tongue out at Rafayel again without you noticing. 

You guys cook up a nice simple meal for you all to enjoy but it wasn’t easy. Throughout the whole thing, they were both fighting for your attention. Rafayel was constantly giving you little kisses while you were trying to cook and Nate would keep pulling you away to get you to lift him up so he could get different ingredients or so he could sit on the counter. You found the little fight amusing so you let it go on since it was harmless.

You’re now sitting at the table to eat and the rivalry is still going on. “Come on just eat the food” it's healthy” Rafayel begs Nate “You need to eat something”

“No! it's yucky. I don’t wanna!” Nate whined and pushed his plate away from him.

“Nate sweetie, can you please eat all your food? If you do then you’ll become strong enough to be a hunter like me” You said with a smile. Nate instantly listens and shoves spoonfuls of food into his mouth. He’s finished in no time.

Rafayel looks at you in disbelief. How did you get this little brat to listen so easily? After Nate finished eating you got him ready for an afternoon nap. He gladly listened to everything you said while constantly glancing over at Rafayel to make sure he knew that he was only going to listen to you and not him. You put Nate in a bed in one of the guest rooms and waited for him to fall asleep. Right before you and Rafayel left the room Nate sleepyily said “ Uncle Rafi You should marry her I want her to be my new auntie.” 

You both look at each other and then back at him. “That’s the plan” Rafayel looks at you and winks. 

“Good,” Nate says right before he drifts off to sleep

You and Rafayel are now back on the couch, he holds your hand and looks into your eyes. “Hey thanks for today, you were a really big help I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you” 

“You don’t have to pay me, at least not with money.” You kiss him and give him a sly grin 

“Careful if you keep that up we’ll end up making another Nate” he laughed and kissed you.

[fictionalmenxyn]

✲𝐁𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩✲

Pairing: Rafe x reader

Warnings: creep, uncomfortable situation, language, protective Rafe, scary situation.

(AN: okay so this is inspired by a situation I had recently! I wanna make this known for people! Please make sure you report any situations like this one or anyone where you feel physically unsafe and uncomfortable! I was thankful that friends were with me. We got a parent to report it too. I’m okay, it wasn’t like most people. I would say that mine was hardly a bad case. But at the end of the day my friends and I still didn’t feel right. I’m grateful it didn’t escalate nor took a turn for the worse. I’m writing this as it feels like it’s almost taking the weight off of my shoulders as this has never happened to me before, I’m not comparing nor ‘showing off’ this matter. This matter is not a showing off ‘thing’ I’m making it aware that it can happen to anyone. People, stay safe and report such things! Love you all!) (if anyone feels too uncomfortable don’t read or tell me if I should take it down! Love u all, have a good day/night!) (will post a happier/loving post tomorrow to make up for this)

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Grabbing your phone, you and your friend got on the bus and used your student bus passes to get on.

You were planning on going over Rafe’s after college. You couldn’t wait! He planned on getting the hot tub up and running. You had your portable projector in your backpack so you could watch movies in the hot tub. It was going to be a nice evening to finish a full day of college.

You and your friend sat at the back of the bus and to the left. You sat in the corner as she sat next to you. As a few people started to fill the bus. You saw a guy. He looked early thirties, not the cleanest guy either. But you didn’t wanna judge due to the fact you don’t know this man. Didn’t know his icing situation nor his life. So you set that aside. Continuing to chat with your friend.

He moved towards the back, but sitting in the last two seater row on the right. In your view, you being in his.

You continued to chat with your friend and show each other TikToks. The guy looked over his shoulder and talked to you both “you girls doing okay? How are you?” You and your friend just looked at each other. Mumbling and giving a small nod. You didn’t expect that at all, you both gave each other the ‘wtf’ look.

Nobody has ever done that, maybe he was being polite? You let it slid for now…

As the bus goes through each part of the town, which was near your college. You could see the guy out of the corner of your eye. He was unwrapping a piece of hard candy. Putting it in his mouth for a few minutes then putting it down on the seat.

You and your friend cringed at the sight, who does that? Why? What really made you cringe further. Was the fact moments later he put that same piece of candy back into his mouth. These seats were not clean, public transport was never really clean. That’s what the bright colours were for.

The guy leaned over, holding the bag of candy. He asked “would one of you girls like a candy??” You both shook your heads. You could feel your friend lean into you more. You shuffled in your seat more letting her closer to you. Further from the man.

He leaned back and opened a can of soda. Sipping it occasionally. Hopefully he’d get off before you two.

Every so often he’d look at you two. It was a hot day so you wore a tank top. Definitely regretting that now. Although Rafe said it looked really good on you. The guy must’ve through the same. Since he’d glance towards your body. Your friend whispered “I can’t do this, what if he gets off at my stop??? Nah…”

You started to panic. What was the number one rule Rafe always said? Text him if you need him. That’s exactly what you did.

You texted ‘Rafey?? U busy??’ He replied almost instantly ‘nope! Why? Bus cancelled again??’

You reply ‘ok, so imma explain but u gotta lemme explain first, ok??’ He sent a thumbs up. You texted ‘ok so there is a creepy ass guy on our bus. Me and Y/f/n don’t feel safe. He keeps looking at us and checking us out. Then he offered us candy. Ik it sounds stereotypical but he did, Rafe! He is rlly weird and we are stuck at the back of the bus.’

Instantly he texted back ‘drop location and get off at the next stop. Don’t hesitate. Do it. I’ll see u in a bit. I love you. Update me if anything else happens.’ He added ‘take a photo of him. I’ll get my dad to report him as soon as we get back’ you texted ‘what about y/f/n??’ He replied ‘she’s coming with. Get off at the next stop. Both of you.’

And that’s exactly what you did.

You made a plan you saw on social media one time. It was a funny TikTok about how to sneak photos of your crush. It was for a laugh. But somewhat came in handy now.

You went onto the camera app, moving your phone by your friend but pointing at him. You said “look at this TikTok!” You ‘showed’ your friend. They laughed. Causing the guy to look at you both. That’s when you snapped the photo. Perfect, he would be getting reported soon.

Your friend pressed the ‘stop’ buzzer and the driver drove a little bit before coming to a stop. You both got up and tried to get off quickly. You heard the guy say “bye girls, see you soon.” You both cringed. ‘See you soon’?! Hell nah. No chance. Absolutely not. Why would he say that?!?

You both quickly got off the bus, as the bus started up again. He looked out the window towards you both and waved with a wicked grin on his face. A grin you couldn’t shake the feeling off.

In the distance you saw Rafe, leaning against his black pick up. You both run over. You practically leaped into Rafe’s arms. You even pulled your friend into the hug. Knowing they needed comfort too.

Rafe knew your friend well. Since you two were practically attached to the hip. So he was comfortable enough to hug her back. He held you both “you’re okay now. I’ve got ya…” you looked up at him.

“Rafe… we can’t do that again…”

Rafe replied “you’re not doing that again, no more public transport, for the both of you…”

Rafe shook his head “you’re not. My dad has already been on the phone with a few people. He’s looking for a car for you and gonna let me teach you.” You smiled softly. The Cameron’s were protective of you. You helped Rafe and you two also grew up together. Ward always liked you, as if you were his own. He’d protect you just like your dad would. And your dad would do the same for Rafe and the others.

He made you feel safe. He drove your friend back to their home. Parking right outside of her house and making sure she was in the house till he pulled off. Then he took you back to his house where you stayed for the weekend.

Never again… that guy will not be seeing you soon… not on Rafe’s watch… or Ward’s for the matter.

𝐑𝐑𝐑

[indiasthoughts]

"Can you roll my window up?"

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aka- , eren, and xiao, x black readers turn on this trend

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warnings;;

suggestive, but no smut, x black reader, ,, use of the n word , fluff, she/her/hers pronouns, lowkey toxic relationships, SASSY MEN SASSY MEN SASSY MEN SASSY MEN!!!!

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authors note: ik this is such a silly contrast aot and genshin but i been craving all both men sooo😮‍💨

and for reference--

︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

Ps: this is old work but i desperately need smth to post so mind the cornyness pls 🙈

୨⎯ Eren ⎯୧

Inside of the 6'3 mans black BMW M4 was a beautiful girl in his passengers seat, annoyed and frustrated.

see- this girl had a few things that annoyed her that he knew of yet still did when she rode in someones car.

one- rolling her window down and leaving her cold in her black skims dress. two- playing music she's not fond of at the moment, if she's in a brent faiyaz mood why play warren g? and three- not listening to what she had to say.

so when her boyfriend, Eren, of three months did all three at the same time frustration ng came crashing down

"Eren, baby, please roll my window up.", rubbing her arms to create any sort of warmth.

- and to no avail, ignored.

"babe..."

- ignored.

she furrowed her eyebrows and turnt the music down to a volume of 2.

"Can you roll my window up?!"

"No, ur attitude ruining my vibe bro"

As "2SEATER" By tyler the creator started playing, he turned the volume up, but not as high as he had it before, out of the slightest bit of respect.

"Who the fuck is your bro?"

"Ma what I told you about swearing?"

She reached over to his side, unbuckling the seatbelt as her boyfriend stopped at a red light. she pressed the passengers window button and rolled her window up.

"Now the music aint hitting from all angles!!"

"Imma hit you from all angles."

He once again put the windows down.

"Whos car this is?"

"Who sitting here?"

"Ion know what you have an attitude for..."

"Oh my god."

she leaned into her seat, embracing the cold she'd have to deal with for the next 15 minutes.

about another minute passed, and Eren was already tired of the awkward atmosphere.

"Baby im sorry"

"mhm.."

he held a small frown as he pulled up into a empty parking spot .

Tyler spoke in the background- 'the fuck you turn my music down for?'

"mamas it's us" he said with the widest grin he could possibly hold.

'can you roll my window up?'

you lip synced to the girl's parts.

'Why? damn.'

as he would too.

"Cause it's windy." You audibly spoke this time.

"But I love it when your hair blows."

as the beat dropped, he reached in and gave you a kiss.

ewww this was so sickenlybsweet ugh me and who🤢🤢

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୨⎯ Xiao ⎯୧

you and your boyfriend, Xiao had been lying down in his bedroom, while you played with his cat on his lap, he did his homework. There was a specific way he liked to have his room, cold. whether it's the ac blasting on days where the cold was too much too have his windows open, or open windows, on the warmer days. Today happened to be one of the warmer days. And despite the baggy sweatpants, fuzzy socks, and one of his sweaters, his room was still too cold for you. As much as you cuddles up with Astro, the cat, and your boyfriend, it was still unbearable.

"Xiao, lets close the windows please.."

"I won't be able to concentrate."

he furrowed his eyebrows and said that with in the sturnest way he could.

"I'm gonna head into the living room then"

You grabbed the cat, and as quick as one leg came down, it came back up.

He played a faveorite playlist of his, when "2SEATER" came first.

"Sit back down pretty?" more of a question than a command.

"Damnn nigga it's cold!"

"m'sorry, stay wimme ok?"

He turned the volume up and held your waist, bringing his lips to your neck and nibbling your neck.

You knit your brows together, feeling a gush of cold air, and flinched softly. Taking his phone that was connected to his JBL speaker, and lowering it.

"Can you roll the windows up?"

"Whyd you turn the music down"

he puts it back on, lowly chuckling at the perfect timing on the song.

"Can you roll it up?"

"Why?, damn"

"Because it's!-"

You slowly realise the timing on the song and this mini arguement.

"But i love it when your hair blows.."

As he finally removed his lips from your neck, and tilting your neck to crane your head and meet his lips.

[kanekisfavoritegf]

Bible study

this was supposed to be short but i got carried tf away omlll UNEDITED!!😭

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI you will be blocked!🩷

Priest’s Son!Armin warnings: idk if this is considered sacrilegious but Imma put it here just to be safe. Smut, Vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, manipulation, toxic Armin, fingering, Virginity loss, corruption kink, and praise if you squint.

Claiming that his back was hurting from sitting on the wooden chairs in his dining room, Armin suggested the two of you move to his bedroom. To which your hesitantly nodded your head in agreement, slowly taking his hand as he guided you up the stairs and to his room.

How sweet. How naive. He would think to himself as he dragged you to his bed.

And as the two of you sat on his bed reading whatever passage Armin had lied to you about wanting to go over. The young man would find himself drawn to your skirt. How it rose as you sat up, watching the way you pressed your legs together in hopes of not revealing yourself. He would gently rake his fingers up and down your soft leg. Raising it higher and higher with each verse you read aloud.

What once could be passed off as a simple action with no thought behind it, had now turned into Armin, the church's golden child, fingering you. The Bibles had been tossed on the floor after orgasm number three.

“Am I doing a good job for you? Tell me how I’m making you feel, dove.” He’d speak into your skin before latching his mouth onto your neck. His fingers never let up.

“So good, Min.” you’d pant out.

“Can I fuck you? Hm, Dove?” Armin would say. Staring straight at your neck, to be more precise, the cross that was wrapped around it.

“Um, but doesn’t the bible say-” Armin almost scoffed right in your face.

“You want to be a prude right now? While I’ve got my fingers in you?” Armin said, biting your lip before slipping his tongue into your mouth.

“It’s not that- It’s just that I’m saving myself for marriage…” You said, pulling away and gasping for air, tears slowly forming in your eyes.

You felt so guilty for even letting it get this far.

“I know you're a virgin, but don’t worry. It's ok to do it if we love each other.” He would whisper in your ear as he pushed your body down deeper into his sheets.

And as Armin pushed his way into your virgin cunt, he’d whisper sweet nothings like,

“I love you.”

“You are my first time too”

“Don’t cry, Dove, I’ll marry you if you get pregnant.”

And you believed every lie that left his mouth that night and many nights to come.

You couldn’t help but come back to him every weekend, the way he fucked any sort of guilt out of your body. It was addictive.

You loved it, bible study that is…

@venusflytrapstar @chrollohearttags 🤭

[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV S3 Promo/Teaser: Freaking Out - Lestat & Daniel are Unhinged

As usual, Imma try to go frame by frame thru AMC's IWTV S3 promo, but I was laughing so hard I had one hand slapped over my forehead trying not to pass out and die--WHAT am I looking at in the year of our lord 2024!? 🫣 AMC is so goated for doing this!

Daniel oughta be sued for this alone--he should've tracked down Damek if he just needed a random blonde white guy if Lestat refused to show up! XD STUNT QUEENS!

Mark Johnson: "I think he's entertaining someone?" Daniel: "Do we have insurance for homicide?"

Yeah, YOURS! 😂

And they got the gallon of blood in a pewter goblet, WHY? XD That don't even look warm! 😭

Daniel: "That HIM. Jesus Christ, look at him!"

By the tone of his voice I can't tell if Daniel was creaming himself or pissing himself, or both. 😝

LESTAT IS WEARING CLAUDIA'S YELLOW COLOR I AM UNWELL NOBODY TOUCH ME 😭💔

Mark Johnson: Mr. Lioncourt, hi, Mark Johnson, I'm the executive producer. We talked on the phone a couple of times; we're really excited about the-- Lestat: I don't remember you. Mark Johnson: --documentary.... Ok.

GOD. 🤣🤦

Sam's midriff, I can't; Carol Cutshall, Imma send you my therapy bills.

Get this coked out queen off my dang screen. 🤣🤦

Not the blood-red choker where Louis slit his throat-- He wears blood like jewels, y'all! XD You can't talk about Louis now, hypocrite! 😝

Christine Claire: You have 45 minutes and he's gone. Daniel: Who the f**k are you? Staff: This is Christine Claire, Mr Lioncourt's lawyer.

REALLY, Les? Really?

Staff: Hair and makeup, now-- Lestat: Do I look like I need you? 💅💎

💀👻 This diva bish.

Lestat: There's a goblet on the table. 🧿👄🧿🔪 Daniel: You don't like the goblet? Can we get rid of the goblet, please, thank you~!

The way Lestat death-stares the poor sound-man just for being dehydrated, omg.

"Armand told the truth" tattoo--are y'all effing kidding me? 🤣 Daniel Molloy and cinematographer Jesse M. Feldman; you've got a mole in your studio!

Lestat is PIIIIIISSSED! 🤣At long last, the meme has been realized!

Daniel: I see you have my book there, what do you think--*choking*

Oml, Lestat's finna kill Daniel by the end of this interview! 😭 I am DYING of laughter, y'all.

"I am The Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal...more or less. The light of the sun...the sustained heat of an intense fire.... These things might destroy me. But then again...they might not.

Sam, you WERK, bish!

His vocals on the song snippet sound REALLY good! While I'm bummed we won't get that Nu Metal sound from the QotD movie, I'm glad they're going with Euro-sounding Glam Rock for AMC!Lestat!

Nice nod to Count Dracula's ah-ah-ah laugh! XD

They just CANNOT decide which contacts to give this man, it's hilarious at this point.

What on earth is he doing? XD

God, he's killed someone on set. XD

Louis finna show up at the studio with the divorce papers this time. XD

Nope, that face won't save you now! XD

Lestat once Daniel's done tearing his dignity to shreds.

He's cracked, your honor.

This promo was SO much fun, omg, I haven't laughed like that in a hot minute; thank you AMC! ❤️

[maybe-boys-do-love]

Finished Last Twilight, and I'm not adding to the ableism discourse, because most things have already been said and with a lot of beautiful nuance that I agree with. But I do want to talk about how that ending arrived because of Aof Noppharnach's consistent symbolic commentary on the experience of living with HIV in much of his work, with an approach that's unique among all queer content. Imma skip Gay OK Bangkok since its not even a metaphor there, but I'll explain my rationale for the others, and we can just appreciate the foundation Gay OK Bangkok lays for us to think about the rest of his stuff.

The motif of life-saving medical intervention comes up in all but one of the works he takes screenwriting credit on. He's Coming To Me: P'Med dies originally because of a lack of medical intervention. 1000 Stars: Tian gets a heart transplant. Moonlight Chicken: this one's more subtle, but the whole series is explicitly established in the context of reopening following the COVID pandemic, and Wen will later say to Jim, "we are survivors." It was this line upon rewatch that made me start considering how thorough this theme is. Survivors of what? The meaning is three-fold: hard lessons in love, COVID, and, for gay men of their age, the HIV epidemic. The hope of medical intervention for Day's condition takes on a secondary meaning, with this trend in mind, even if the mixed disability politics between visual impairment and being HIV positive really fails.

His comparisons are more intricate though. Pills and daily regimens are a consistent motif. Day has his daily eye-drops, Tian his pills (which are presumably immune-suppressants to help accept the transplant but I'm not going to Viki right now and watching every ep to find out so someone feel free to correct me). 'But people take medicine for lots of things,' you say. 'Just because its gay doesn't mean its an HIV metaphor!' You have a fair point! But here's where Aof gets real fun and sneaky. P'Med dies from lack of pills the same year Torfun, whose heart will save Tian's life, is born, 1997. I'm mentioned once before 1997 as important for the class-conscious Aof because of the Asian financial crisis that Thailand set off that year. However, 1997 is also important because its the year HAART, or Highly Active Anti-Retroviral Therapy was first used in Thailand (it had hit the market only one year earlier). HAART, a multi-drug regimen, boosted someone's life-expectancy with HIV up by 15 years, and its side-effects were significantly milder than previous approaches. The medical conditions of P'Med and Torfun's heart point us directly to HAART, and what it could offer.

Now we're moving out of the medical and into the experiential connections because, while Dark Blue Kiss is the only work Aof chose to take credit for screen-writing without incorporating medical references, it is by far the most dense with references to the issue of concealment. Its in the narrative as people closet identities and hide relationships, yes, but its in SO much of the visuals, too, most obviously the Pete & Kao mug hidden inside its coozie. It's easy to see the surface story about gay visibility and the closet, but there's a more specific subtext here about the associated condition that intensified the stigma of being gay and how that impacts your sense of self. Bad Buddy explores this issue less, but even in the BL Bubble, its haunted by the stigma of homophobia--it just shuffles it over onto rivalry so the audience can experience it without reproducing it.

However, the grief and shame of surviving when others haven't haunts Aof's other works much more intensely. Jim and Tian both are hung up on guilt for someone's death that they did not actually cause, continuing to pursue the goals for those that passed rather than their own. Then, there's Thun and P'Med, which is the best allegory for living and dating with HIV, bar none. It goes into the feelings of stigma and the limits of physical intimacy with partners that living with HIV caused, especially prior to Truvada's introduction in 2004. Even then, the show depicts how a HIV negative partner maintains the choice to participate in their own regimens, as Thun's desires for physical intimacy with P'Med manage their relationship and never the other way around.

This sense of required separation and gay identities that are less sex-focused also play into oft-maligned motifs in Aof's work. He's talked explicitly about people's criticisms of the limited physical intimacy in his earlier works that led to the more prominent stuff in Bad Buddy, but I hope given the above context, we can appreciate why physical intimacy is less of a priority than other kinds (and I'd add that 1000 Stars, which got the most sh*t about it, is actually one of the most erotically-charged BLs out there because of it's restraint). Then, you have the finales where characters separate for periods of time, and while I don't see this as explicitly tied to HIV experiences (Aof is literally following the book of romcom beats there, even if everyone whines about it), I can't help but appreciate a tangential connection to loving beyond time and distance that was required for those who lived with or lost loved ones to HIV.

I would've loved to see a version of Last Twilight that didn't absolutely bungle its metaphor, because it had every element to be something great (except, I'm sorry to the fans, lead actors with the necessary queer romantic chemistry). Watching the last episode, when the show seemed to finally rediscover plot and pacing, all the other pieces that had been drowned out by the disability conversation peeked their heads out, and I saw what the show wanted to be. The topics related to living with HIV of stigma, survivor's guilt, and assistive technologies: they were all right there, not just for Day but for everyone, if only they had been given the proper time to marinate to develop more complexity. It's the rare instance of a show where I'll choose to spend time imagining what could have been rather than obsessing over what was or just moving on. Even a misstep from Aof, like this, is overflowing with so many more layers than most series. The failures of Last Twilight, in relationship to his other works, even let you see how much food for thought he's providing.

[mybiasisexo]

may i request 50 for the drabble game please? feel free to make it a pt 2 of personal trainer yeol 😂 but up to your creative flow! thank you 🩵

Distracted pt. 2 -- Cardio 🏃🏻‍♂️

Part 1 Genre: smut | personal trainer!au Pairing: Chanyeol x f.Reader Length: 2.4k Warnings: language | explicit sexual scenes

a/n: i feel like you dont have to read pt 1 if you dont want to, but it does add some context 😇. imma be honest...this was hard asf 😭. im not v confident in writing smut lol i get so nervous 😂 im just a girl ok?!??!! but yeaaah i hope it quenches yall thirsts cause youre obv THIRSTYYYY 💦😂 and if its bad just lie and tell me i did good lmfaoo

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

Two days passed before you’re back at the gym. When you found Chanyeol, he informed you it was a cardio day and left you to it.

Your anxiety soared while you struggled to climb the stair master. He told you to do forty minutes, so he must hate you. You were going to have to get a new trainer, huh? Hell, at this rate, a whole new gym! If you’d known this was how your relationship with Chanyeol would be after taking his offer, you would’ve declined it. Better yet, he should’ve never offered in the first place!

Personally, you didn’t regret what happened. It felt like the shaken bottle of your shared desire finally exploded. Actually, you did have one regret, and that was the fact you’d had only a taste—literally for Chanyeol—of that desire.

Still, you understood if Chanyeol had any qualms about the situation. He was your trainer after all. Eating your client out on company time probably wasn’t the best move. The distance he was currently giving you was telling. He rarely made you do cardio, and when you did it was for warm up. Was this his way of telling you that was a one-off thing? Was he silently hoping you wouldn’t show up? Despite the burning in your thighs, you pressed on even harder, needing a distraction from your racing thoughts.

“Too much?” The deep voice caused your lower abdomen to burn. Checking behind you, you saw Chanyeol moseying in your direction. Your forty minutes was up and you were now dragging your stiff legs to the locker room.

“I’ve never been on that thing longer than five minutes,” you whined. “And I might’ve pushed myself too hard. My thighs feel like they’re about to pop.”

He winced and followed you into the room. You plopped onto a bench with a sigh, closing your eyes and tilting your head back as you relished in your relief.

Your body tensed back up at the sensation of hands on your calf. You whipped your head forward, eyes sprang open to the vision of Chanyeol kneeling in front of you.

“What are—oh!” Your question turned into a moan as his thick fingers started messaging your sore muscles.

“We don’t want them to get too sore, now do we?” He murmured, focused entirely on your legs.

You melted under his hands and fought the little sensual sounds his innocent touch elicited from you. He worked on your calves first, slowly venturing higher to your painfully tight thighs. You knew he had to feel the goosebumps prickling your skin in answer to his ministrations, but he remained silent as he worked, and you wondered if this was his attempt at an apology. Well, you’d take it. It felt way too good not to.

“I’ve never done a day of straight cardio,” you said, breeching the topic of your concern.

Chanyeol sighed heavily. “I thought it would be best for today….”

“So that you could leave me alone?” You questioned.

“Yes,” he admitted. “But not for the reason you’re thinking.”

“How do you know what I’m thinking?”

He finally lifted his head and your breath caught at the sight. Chanyeol looking up at you from between your legs had your last shared memory come to mind, where he was in a very similar position.

A grin lifted a corner of his mouth, as if he knew where your mind had gone, and it only proved the point he was about to make.

“If your pouting throughout your workout was any indicator, I imagine you think I regret what happened between us.”

A thrill shot through you at the word: us. You tried your best to hide your pleasure before the man in front of you could notice.

“You don’t?” You asked. “Because I understand if you do. I don’t want you to get in trouble. I can get a new trainer or even go to a diff—ow!”

He’d put too much pressure on a particularly sore spot. He threw you a deceptively innocent look. “There was a knot.”

You scoffed. He ignored you, answering your question instead. “As much as I appreciate the sentiment, there’s no need to do that. Just because I licked your pussy doesn’t mean I can’t be professional.”

Your fingers curled around the bench as a wave of arousal swept over you. You let out a breathless laugh. “That’s a very professional thing to say.”

He shrugged. “If you want a different trainer, I won’t stop you. I did cross a line.”

He switched thighs. “But I’m hoping you don’t.”

That shocked you. He was avoiding your stare, concentrating on the thigh he was rubbing. You could sense the sincerity of his words, his vulnerability. You knew you weren’t going to trade trainers. It was only the doubt on his end that spurred the suggestion in the first place.

“Why?”

He peeked up at you, his fingers dangerously close to your now throbbing apex.

“Because I like you.”

You blanched. “You do?!”

He laughed at you. “How can I not? You’re silly—”

“I beg your pardon?”

“—And pretty, and mean—”

“When have I ever been mean to you?” You asked skeptically.

“You haven’t heard the way you talk to me at the end of core day. Plus, you have a glare that could scare the devil.”

That made your back straighten with pride. “Damn right I do.”

“It’s sexy,” he assured. “Everything about you is sexy, it’s unfair. And the most unfair thing of all?”

He bent his head down and pressed his lips to your knee. The tender action trapped your breath in your lungs. He peeked up at you from under his lashes. “You taste just like honey.”

“I do?” You choked out.

He nodded, pressing another kiss above his last. “It’s all I can think about. That’s the reason I sent you off to cardio. I feared I wouldn’t be able to control myself from begging you for another taste.”

He bit the fat of your thigh, dragging his teeth over the tender flesh. The sharp sting of his teeth had you gasping, your hips rolling slightly.

“I knew I’d end up here,” he groaned to himself. He stared up at you with pleading eyes. “So, can I? Taste you again? Let me make up for torturing you today, hmm?”

He kissed up your thigh. When he reached the joint of your hip, you shoved him hard enough for him to fall backwards. He caught himself from sprawling on the floor and looked at you in bewilderment. For a brief moment, you acknowledged that your workouts with him had been paying off if you could knock him over now.

“No.”

“No?” He repeated as if he’d misheard you.

Smirking, you crossed a leg over the other. “I think I deserve a bigger reward. For all my efforts today.”

He didn’t comprehend at first, but then understanding flashed on his face. Still, he remained silent, reluctant to answer in case he was wrong.

“What do you think?” You urged. Your gaze flickered to his crotch and a low grumble rumbled from within his chest.

“If you think that’s what you deserve….”

“I do.”

“Then it’s yours.”

You bit your lip in excitement as he stood up. He hovered over you, reaffirming just how big he was. You’d have to tilt your head allllll the way back to look into his eyes. You wouldn’t know though, because you were too busy reaching for the band of his shorts, thankful that all you had to do was pull them down.

He grabbed your hands before you could yank the offensive barrier off.

“So eager,” he chuckled. You quickly swallowed the whine you were about to let out, refusing to prove another of his points. You decided a glare would send a better message.

“Scary.” He pretended to quake in fear before cupping your chin, tilting your head up as he bent down to bring your lips together for a passionate kiss. It’s wet and all tongue, as if he was settling on these lips to satiate his yearning.   

You made out for a while, until you grew impatient. You wanted to return the favor for last time. You’d tried, after he tore an intense orgasm from you, you’d reached for his shorts just as you had now, and he’d stopped you then as well. He’d promised that eating you out was enough, but it’d left you longing for him.

With him distracted by your mouth, you slithered your hands back to the band of his shorts and slowly dragged them to his mid-thigh. The action made him pull away so that he could narrow his eyes at you accusingly. It made you laugh, but the sight of his dick took away your humor. There was nothing funny about that. You grew intimidated by the size as it bounced in front of your face.

“What?” he asked, sounding rather smug. “Having second thoughts, Sweetie?”

“Absolutely not.” You wasted no more time putting Chanyeol into your mouth the best you could. Your determination made him chuckle, but the feeling of your tongue swiping across his sensitive skin left him groaning. Tears blurred your vision from your effort, but it didn’t deter you. Chanyeol soon took the reins, holding himself up with one hand against the lockers behind you, his other hand holding the back of your head to keep it steady so that he could fuck himself into your mouth.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he huffed. He decided to test your limits by shoving himself in until your nose pressed against his pelvis. Immediately, you’re gagging around him and his head fell back. “I knew you could take all of me. So good. You feel so good. Shit.”

You couldn’t help but moan from his praises, fighting the urge to play with yourself. The sound vibrated around him, causing his hips to jerk, sinking deeper into you.

He dragged himself out. “Shit. I need to be in you.”

“Fucking finally,” you coughed.

He barked a laugh. “Hey, you’re the one who wanted to suck me off.”

“True.” You sighed dreamily. He shook his head and started undressing. You followed suite, eager to get to the main event.

When you’re standing in front of him completely naked, he took a few steps back to get a good look. “Fuck, you are so beautiful.”

The compliment made you light up. It was so genuine and sweet, it made you want to please him even more. “Then touch me.”

He obliged you straightaway. Large hands roamed your body, lips wandered the expanse of your neck and chest before settling on your lips.

Without breaking the kiss, Chanyeol lifted you up to lay you gently on the bench. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but it would have to do. He slid you towards the edge where he stood and practically squatted to line himself up to you.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked. He rubbed his cock against your soaked pussy distractedly as he awaited your consent.

You nodded quickly. “Yes. Dear god, yes, Chanyeol! I want this. I want you.”

“You want me?” You asked, teasingly.

“So bad,” you babbled. “Please. Please fuck me. Fuck me, Chanyeol. Now. Shit.”

His smile was so large, you swore you could see all of his teeth. “If you insist.”

Then he’s pushing into you. The stretch had your jaw dropping, had you holding onto the bench for dear life as he found a steady rhythm. His dick had you feeling crazy. Every thrust pushed a moan out your throat, as your head snapped from one side to the other, and words unintelligently left your swollen lips. All you could register in your lust ridden mind was him and the intense pleasure he selflessly gave. You’d never experienced anything like it. Chanyeol reached into your fucking soul, leaving you quaking from overstimulation. You wanted him to stop, needed a moment to gather yourself, but he wasn’t allowing you a moment of rest. You were too far gone to voice it anyway.

Little did you know, you were also too much for him. Too wet. Too warm. He’d imagined fucking you plenty of times, but the real thing was indescribable. Unlike anything he could’ve conjured up. You were beyond anything he could’ve conjured. “So perfect. You’re so perfect for me, Angel.”

He gathered you into his embrace, holding your damp body tightly against his own. Lifting you slightly off the bench, he picked up his pace. Your tortured sounds were now directly in his ear, tantalizing him. His strokes grew messy, fueled by a desperation that bridged onto the animalistic.

“I’m gonna come,” you urgently warned, but it wasn’t enough time. You were violently cumming as soon as you finished speaking. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as you stiffened in Chanyeol’s arms. Toes and fingers curled as your head fell back, eyes rolling. You started squeezing him so damn tight he could barely move inside you.

“Oh fuck,” he muttered, barely having enough time to pull out. He came on your lower stomach in intense spurts that had his hips jerking hard.

Depleted, he fell to his knees, unable to hold himself up any longer. His head rested against your thigh as he fought to catch his breath.

“Holy hell,” he groaned. “You’re fucking amazing.”

You’d been staring unseeingly at the ceiling since he pulled out, but his words brought you back to reality. “I think you killed me.”

He chuckled and spanked your thigh playfully. “Hurry up and shower. I owe you dinner.”

You struggled into a sitting position so that you could see him. He had a content lazy grin on his face, eyes nearly closed as he leaned against you looking so cute your heart started to ache. Feeling sentimental, you started combing your fingers through his sweaty hair. “Like a date?”

He became thoughtful, lifting a finger to play with his cum dripping down your belly. His touch reignited your desire instantly, but you brushed it off.

“I would like it to be, yes.”

You’re absolutely beaming. “Okay. I’ll hurry.”

He backed away so that you could get up to head to the showers. Right before you entered, you turned to him. “Aren’t you going to join me?”

He jumped off the floor, trailing after you with a mischievous grin. “And here I thought you hated cardio.”

[newtthetranswriter]

Music can be relaxing... most of the time

Word Count: 1122

Paring: Kuroo x gn! Reader (it’s not super important part of the fic just felt like adding it)

Summary: The bus ride to the summer training camp was more chaotic knowing that Karasuno was going to be joining this year. After Kuroo’s failings to calm everyone y/n has a genius idea, only for Lev to fuck it up with his choice of music

Warning: Cursing

A/n: All imma say is I said what I said. Feel free to take it up with management, oh wait I’m management. Anyway enjoy or don’t, but as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

    It was finally time for the week-long summer training camp with the rest of the Fukurodani Academy group, so it was time for Nekoma’s volleyball team to begin the bus ride to Shinzen. Normally it was a quiet trip but with the excitement of Karasuno joining this year's camp, the boy’s had decided to goof off for the majority of the trip.

    There had been a few attempts from Kuroo to get the rambunctious group to sit down and shut up, but after being ignored every time, the captain gave up. Seeing their boyfriend’s annoyed face at their younger classmen’s energy, Y/n tried to think of a way to calm the group without and convince them to conserve their energy for the upcoming practice matches. Remembering that listening to music typically helps people relax, Y/n quickly pulled out their phone and set up a new Spotify playlist.

    After adding a few songs and putting in the description that each member of the team was to add three songs, Y/n sent a mass invite to boys. Upon hearing the chorus of phones buzzing and checking his own, Kuroo looked at Y/n slightly confused. “Why did you send a playlist in the team chat?” He asked, curious as to what their plan was.

   Looking around and seeing that the whole team had stopped goofing off and were all looking to their manager as if asking the same question. “Music can help people relax, so I figured if we all contributed a few songs to this playlist we could all listen to it and save our energy for the training camp.” They explained, earning a few nods and sounds of agreement. After about two minutes everyone made it known that they had made their contributions. Y/n then hooked their phone up to the small speaker Kenma had brought with him, and hit shuffle on the playlist, letting the bus fill the sounds of each player's favorite music.

   As time passed it was clear that Y/n’s plan had worked well. Half the team had passed out, while the other half were just scrolling on their phones quietly. Kuroo took a moment to lean closer to Y/n and whisper quietly to them. “Thank you, I thought I was gonna have to help Yaku hide Lev’s body for a moment there.”

   Y/n just chuckled. “No problem, it’s my job as your guys' manager to make sure no murders happen while traveling. Now you should—” Before Y/n could finish their next sentence a very familiar song started playing over the speaker, and it wasn’t one Y/n was fond of. “Ok who the hell put Taylor fucking Swift in the playlist?” Y/n had turned to look down the bus’s aisle to look at the group of boys.

   Everyone who was still awake remained silent before Kenma pointed at the lanky first year who was asleep against the window across from him. Almost as if sensing all eyes on him Lev jolted awake. “Why is everyone staring at me?” He asked groggily while looking around.

   The first to break the silence was Yaku. “You messed up big time buddy, I hope it was worth it.” The short third year said, patting Lev’s shoulder over the seat. Lev just looked at his upperclassmen confused. Figuring Lev was not going to figure it out on his own, Yaku pointed towards the front of the bus where Y/n was still leaning into the aisle. “You pissed off the manager.” It was a simple sentence but as soon as Lev made eye contact with Y/n, he understood how fucked he was.

   “But wait what did I do? I fell asleep after the music started.” He asked, hoping to find a way out of his impending doom.

   The people who had previously been asleep had also woken up as it was silent on the bus except for the sound of the bus moving. They were confused at first until they heard their normally calm manager let out an exasperated sigh, before speaking. “The number one rule for any playlist I have is absolutely no Taylor Swift. I will not budge on it ever, her music is trash and she is overrated. If you want to listen to her go ahead but it better be with headphones and I better not hear it.” Y/n explained, their voice sounded calm but the look in their eyes said on wrong move and Lev’s body would need to be hidden.

   “Okay but I thought she was like an Bi icon or something, and aren’t you also bi? I thought you would like her.” Lev clearly misread the look on Y/n’s face, and thought there was any room to argue.

   “Lev you are a newer member of the team but I kindly have to remind you never tell me that taylor fucking swift is bi icon again. That is one of the straightest cis women I have ever seen and any one who thinks otherwise needs their eyes checked. AND also I’m not bi, I’m queer which is different and if I was why would that mean I like her trashy music. She’s a sell out and the picture of capitalistic greed.” Y/n answered, before Lev had a chance to respond Y/n faced forward signaling the end of the discussion. 

   After taking a moment to process what was just said to him Lev looked to his teammates for anysort of clarification they could give him about what happened. “I know that look and the only answer is to never bring up Taylor Swift in Y/n’s presence again or they may actually kill you.” It was Yamamoto who answered Lev’s unspoken question.

   “Tora if I hear that name one more time I will not hesitate to shave off that stupidass mohawk.” Y/n said before starting the music again, having checked the playlist for any of the cursed music.

   Yamamoto just silently nodded before going back to looking at his phone. The rest of the team followed suit knowing that any further chaos would likely cause the Captain and Manager duo to actually murder the whole team before they even reached the training camp. Lev looked around one last time before figuring out what the rest of the team already knew, don’t piss off Y/n because they are scarier than Kuroo and Yaku combined.

   Kuroo on the other hand just chuckled to himself, placing a kiss on his partner’s forehead. “I thought you were supposed to prevent murders, not threaten to commit them.” He just received an eye roll as the two silently agreed to relax for the rest of the bus ride.

[cultofdixon]

Pumpkin

Daryl Dixon [PLATONIC] • She/Her Pronouns • Never did Daryl expect to also be adopting a kid during the Savior’s War like Aaron. But here you are • ANGST/SFW • TW: Canon Violence / Separation Anxiety / Scars / Injuries / PTSD / Nightmares

Requested by: Anon

“You hear that?” Daryl asks Rick if he was hearing the sound he was hearing but the retired sheriff shook his head giving him a confused look while he held this baby they found. “Imma find it”

“Daryl we can’t stay long”

“Whatever! Won’t take me long” Never doubt the hunter with the best tracking skills out of their entire group.

The archer did one last sweep of the area they were in where they found the baby. Daryl checked the nursery once more before it clicked. The closed door which he only assumed was a closet, had the sounds of something sobbing. He opened the door to reveal the little girl crying while covering her head as he was fixated on the fact that she looked hurt. She looked as bad as he did when he escaped the Sanctuary. When she heard the door open she looked up at him with tears as she retracted into the small space when Daryl knelt to her level.

“…Uh…I’m Daryl, it’s not safe to stay here anymore” He didn’t really know what to say to her. “I can take yea somewhere safe”

The small child looked at him once more with that questioning look filled with doubt as Daryl extended a hand toward her.

“I just want you safe, pumpkin” and those words led to her hesitation but eventual acceptance of the extended hand.

A few months passed and Alexandria was thriving once again after its hyper focus on the rebuild. The communities were now working together to help each other thrive and still have a few things floating around regarding the Sanctuary in terms of someone should watch it now. But in the moment, that didn’t matter.

The archer was enjoying the peaceful morning of sleeping in…nothing was asked of him, yet, and he was just enjoying a good sleep without any interruption.

Until an interruption managed to get the door to his room open with the help of a milk crate to get the handle. Daryl heard the creak of the door opening and opened one eye to see what it was, only to hide his face in his pillow as the small child he saved approached the side of the bed tossing her stuffed animal onto the bed.

As she struggled to get onto the bed by herself, she noticed him hiding his face knowing at this point he would’ve helped her.

“Daddyyyy…” She whined, knowing he’s listening to her as she stopped trying to climb into the bed and went to grab her stuffed animal but it was quickly swiped by the archer. “Daddy!”

“Ok ok, Y/N, I’ve gotcha” Daryl lifts his head and upper half a bit, enough to lean over the side of the bed helping her up. “Sorry pumpkin” he gave her space to lay in the bed with him while returning her plush.

“Why are you still sleepy?” Y/N asks as she hugged her stuffed animal, a dog, before laying down.

“Cuz I have a ball of energy for a daughter to deal with at night” Daryl smiles as she gasps with a smile of her own even if she was blamed jokingly. “Why are you up? You usually sleep in longer than me, bug”

“The possum is back” Y/N refers to the pesky creature that rummages through the bushes outside of her window at the most random times of the day or night. Today just having to be in the morning. Her only knowing it was a possum because of it catching Daryl off guard one night when he didn’t have his crossbow.

“I’ll take care of it, sweetheart” He reassures her that he’ll take care of it so she’d be able to continue sleeping next time. “Still sleepy or should we start our day already?”

“Can we visit Aunt Carol?”

“For breakfast? Won’t be breakfast time no more when we get to her” Daryl sat up in the bed watching his kid roll off it with a harsh thud making him quickly look over to check but she was already getting up like nothing happened.

“Can we go anyway?”

“Is there a reason to want to see Aunt Carol?”

“Can’t Aunt Carol be a reason?” Y/N smiles warmly up at Daryl as he couldn’t say no to her.

“I’ll make yea breakfast, and we’ll have lunch with her. Okay?” Daryl smiles watching her excitement write itself on her face as she quickly ran out to go get dressed for the day while he picked up his radio to get on the channel with Carol’s.

________

“Daryl what?”

“Has a kid” Rick tells Carol after they were leaving the field where the Saviors met their end as she was shocked to hear this news. “Like. He found a kid when we also found Gracie. The one Aaron’s taking into his care. The little one wouldn’t leave him alone once she was brought to the Hilltop”

“So he unintentionally adopted a kid?”

“I mean yea. What other way is there to put it?”

“Is he okay? Is the kid okay?”

“The kid was pretty banged up when he found her. He didn’t say much to me when I first saw him with her but the way the two kinda…held onto the other…they were attached”

“Well I’m heading to the hilltop and should see for myself. As for you, you should clean up your mess” Carol refers to the Negan mess of keeping him alive while separating from him to head toward the Hilltop.

Once it became night and those who were opposed to Rick’s decision on Negan’s meeting adjourned…Carol followed Daryl after such to find him picking up a sleeping child from the couch about to head to an unoccupied trailer when his friend stopped him.

“Who is that” She whispered and Daryl glared at her only for stopping him causing him to jerk and the little one almost waking to such. “Sorry”

“Just. Come on” He whispers back heading toward a trailer for them to talk but also for him to get the kid comfortable.

As Daryl got situated on the bed with the kid fast asleep, head in his lap and he was readjusting the blanket on her sleeping form. He gave Carol a look to ask what she wants to ask but also keep quiet.

“Are you adopting her?”

“Yeah”

“Just like that? Are you ready for that after all that—-“

“You should’ve seen her before I patched her up. Poor thing must’ve been going through somethin’ at the Savior’s outpost that obviously got overlooked”

“Daryl don’t dodge—-“

“I’m gonna care for her regardless of your worry about me. Kids change people. It happens. Not that I was looking for that exactly but it just. Fell into my hands…” Daryl frowns looking at the child thinking to way before the outbreak. YEARS before. “When I saw her. It just. Clicked somehow. That I needed to do this.”

“Well—-“

“Carol if yer gonna—-“

“Shush!” She silently exclaims when she noticed the child stir in her sleep making them both go quiet until they relaxed. “If you’re going to do this. Be her dad and all. I’m going to help you whether you like it or not. Just until you can handle it yourself”

“Fair…that’s fair” He whispers softly rubbing circles on her small back. “Her name’s Y/N. She had told me when I took her here…she cried when I told her I had to go a moment. But I promised her I’d come back and when I did…she just cried again and held onto me for a while. But it wasn’t out of fear or anything”

“You promised her, and kept it D.” Carol smiles at the two for a moment. “You’re already making her feel safe”

________

Y/N sat at the bottom of the stairs slipping her boots on with the goofiest smile on her face. Excited to see her aunt and a few others that make her day.

“Need help tying them, pumpkin?” Daryl asks coming down the stairs behind her as she looks up at him followed with a nod. “Alright. I’ll help with one and yea do the other”

The archer brought himself to kneel before his kid taking one foot to rest on his knee. He started to tie it seeing her attention fixated on the laces for a moment before drawing it to the knock on the door.

“Any guesses on who that might be?”

“Pick”

“Rick. With an R”

“Rick” Y/N smiles struggling to tie her own shoe as her relaxed expression went to hyper focus with a little tongue poke. Daryl laughs a bit to himself as she finally got it when he went to open the door. “Uncle Pick!”

“Rick—-“ Daryl corrects. “Whatcha need?”

“Heard through the grapevine yall are headed to the Kingdom. I gotta talk to the King was wondering if I can tag along” Rick asks with a bit of a smirk knowing Daryl can’t tell him ‘no’ out of annoyance because of his kid. His overwhelmingly nice kid. Who would argue in her own way with his decisions.

“Fine. But yea talk anythin’ I ain’t comfortable with, I’m kicking you out” Daryl made clear before remembering to get his kid’s coat knowing she would forget it.

The second he left, Y/N locked eyes with Rick gripping her shirt nervously as she took a few steps back debating on following her dad or trying to keep her ground.

“How are you, sweet pea?”

“good…” She mumbles as Rick kneels in front of her with a worried expression on his face.

“Your daddy knows I didn’t mean to scare yea the other night. I just…hope yea understand” He frowns watching her step back once more, standing up when he heard Daryl clear his throat only to be met with a glare. “Y’know I’m sorry”

“Yeah but don’t try and force one out of my daughter” Daryl frowns for only a second as it fades when he looks at Y/N seeing her smile return. “Arms up, pumpkin” he states watching her do so as he helps her get her coat on. “Alright. Come on”

The small child went sprinting out the door once Daryl opened it as he chuckles slightly before stepping out with Rick behind. Y/N knew to go to the cars by the gate as she was greeted by Eugene who she gave a more positive greeting back.

“Hello little miss Dixon. Where is your daddy?”

“Coming…” Y/N smiles looking up at the man with a head tilt as Eugene opens his mouth to say something but then had an epiphany before revealing the book from behind his back. “Doggos!”

“Yeah thought yea get a kick out of the different pups” Eugene smiles watching her flip through the pages knowing she’s going to read it in more ‘depth’ on the ride over to the kingdom.

“What do yea say, pumpkin?” Daryl gave her a look while approaching the car with Rick and as he opened the trunk for them to load up goods for the kingdom, Y/N hugged Eugene tightly when he knelt down in response to her grabby hands.

“Thank u uncle gene”

“Anythin’ for you kid”

________

“Stay here, Imma get some stuff from some friends to make yea more comfortable” Daryl frowns telling Y/N who still hasn’t spoken a word since the war ended about a week ago. But she nodded, thankfully she still communicated some way. “Okay. I’ll be right back, okay? Okay pumpkin?” he had such a gloom to him that matched his kid and his worry was overwhelming for himself. He didn’t want this kid to implode or for him to wreak havoc on the remaining saviors in hopes it makes up for all the pain she endured before he saved her.

The moment Daryl steps away to get what they’ll need, Y/N watched him leave and felt the tears come on.

“You Y/N?”

The voice startled the poor kid as Eugene took a step back holding his hands up defensively.

“Sorry sorry. I mean no harm.” He states watching her semi relax but the tears kept going. “Just thought I’d come make sure you were okay.”

“H-He…he’s not coming back?” Y/N frowns feeling the tears come on even faster. “He just left me…l-like them”

“Oh hun, no. The man that saved yea is never gonna leave.”

“But he…”

“He’ll come back. He always does” Eugene reassures and the moment he said that, Daryl made his way back and Y/N instantly lifted herself from her seated position crying even harder when she hugged his leg.

The archer was about to glare at the man but immediately dropped his pack and kneeling down to lift Y/N up and in his arms. She held onto him tightly continuing to sob.

“You came back”

Daryl squeezed her in his embrace when she said such.

________

“Aunt Carol!” Y/N screams out of excitement the second she stepped out of the car with her new book in hand.

Carol quickly matched her pace bringing her into her arms hugging her tight. “I’m so happy you came over” she smiles happily, setting her down and bringing herself to her level when Y/N started to go on about the dogs she’s been reading about.

Daryl could never hold up his front that he has with most when watching his kid be happy and all. He tuned out Rick when he took out his things from the trunk and told one of the guards about the supplies they brought, and brushed passed him knowing he came more to talk with him than anything Kingdom related. Rick watches his brother approach the two and Carol straightens up noticing his gaze causing him to turn away and help unload the rest.

“You know he’s still beating himself up right?”

“Right.” Daryl didn’t say anything more on the matter even if Carol’s worry radiated a bit from her. “Cmon. We didn’t drive here to stand around”

“Yes I know! You brought my best friend over for lunch and we are going to talk about the dogs in her new book that Uncle Gene gave her” Carol smiles watching Y/N look up at her with a beaming smile. “Come on. I made stew”

“But—-“

“And a PB&J with what’s left of our supply for Y/N” She’s a mother, she’s dealt with a picky eater before.

A couple of hours have passed and many of it was spent listening to Y/N talk about a Belgian Malwah. It’s Belgian Malinois, but she couldn’t pronounce the second word. She ate lunch with Carol and Daryl who cut apple slices for her with his knife, he got scowled by Carol once when he offered a slice on the end of it. Y/N got to help Ezekiel collect the chickens into the coop and Daryl was gifted a Polaroid by Jerry so he got a photo of his kid carrying a chicken…and another of her getting smacked by a chicken. But she’s tough, she’s tough now. Y/N got tuckered out after helping around the Kingdom, mainly carrying a third of what Daryl carried for people around the place. But Daryl didn’t want to drive her back home if she was exhausted so Carol happily had them stay in her little place at the kingdom.

The retired sheriff also had to spend the night, but he didn’t mind it. He knocked on the door leading to the room the Dixons were staying in and Daryl quietly opened it as Rick noticed him holding a sleeping Y/N.

“Sorry I thought—-“

“You didn’t wake her. Just come in, man” Daryl moved out of his way carrying the kid in his arms sitting on one side of the window bench as Rick took the other once he closed the door. “If you’re gonna apologize again I—-“

“I’m not. I’ve said it enough, you get the idea…I just. I feel bad. I shouldn’t have yelled at yea the day you moved her into Alexandria. Should’ve been supportive like how everybody else has been.”

“We were all stressed, Rick” Daryl frowns feeling her shift in his arms as he adjusted to make her comfortable. “But I stepped up. I stepped up for her. She deserves a parent and I’m happy to be that…give her what I’ve always wanted.”

“Can I just say, Y/N won the lottery. Not just with a dad. But also a family” Rick smiles receiving one back from the archer.

Once Rick left, Daryl carefully laid Y/N in the only bed in the room covering her up with the blanket. He picked up the plush dog that Maggie gifted her a week back, thank god he packed it knowing his kid forgot it. In her tired state she hugged the plush close while Daryl tucked her in.

“I love you, daddy” She gave a tired smile, followed with a yawn and her eyes fluttering shut.

The archer enjoyed the warmth he felt in his chest hearing such as he gives her a goodnight kiss on her forehead.

“I love you too, pumpkin…” He whispers getting up from her bed and before he left the room, he checked on her once more. “Thank you for coming into my life”

And as the door shuts on his way out. Y/N smiles in her sleep curling up comfortably.

Finally safe.

[smilingangel582]

Wind breaker, here I come! I couldn't watch the new episode yet due to some minor issues! Well... I wanna see more fics from others, but I'm too impatient 😤 so I'm writing one again!

Can't think of a better lee than Sakura, so... im gonna put a switch, Nirei and Sugishita! Totally ler Suo and Umemiya!

The other characters aren't gonna be part of the fic because... I never read the manga but ik bits of spoilers from it... soooo imma skip them till the anime introduces them... yeeet imma add some of the teeny tiny bits I was spoiled from the manga!

My spelling sucks ik and I'm a faster writer, so... I tend to make a lot of misspelling stuff as I type fast. (It's not ADHD or anything special... I'm just a hyper person in real life... hehe)

ENJOY!

Warning spoilers from the anime and perhaps manga "my imagination after episode 8"

The big man himself

Sakura Haruka, an outsider, but everyone in this town accepted him as family as quickly as Sakira pummeled five dudes in an instant whiff.

What the hell is this town...?

His thoughts are often reserved and well kept to himself. Even as he walked through the hallways, he noticed familiar faces greeting him as grade captain and respectful gestures. Sure Sakura can take in most and yet...

"Omg! He's the first year grade captain who beat shishitoren second in command!"

"His look is so cool!"

A small blush crept up to his cheeks, he just grunted in response, leaving them mid-praise towards him.

It's almost like an attack mechanism to Sakura, like compliments are his weakness, and the opponent strikes it mercilessly till he's crumbled.

Honestly, Sakura hates that about himself.

"Sakura-san! We need your help!"

Hearing Nirei's voice in front, he looked up, his bangs lifting at the sight of Suo and Nirei...

And Sugishita???

"What the hell do u want?" Sakura grumbled.

Suo's calmly allows to explain themselves, "Now Sakura-kun, us first years have a job to do... its specifically by Hiragi-san"

Straightening himself, Sakura nods seriously, "OK... sure"

Suo stares for a moment before chuckling into his hand, this made Sakura frown, "What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing... I just thought how cute it is that you actually listen to your senpais..."

Sakura got flustered and began to sputter angrily, "Q-Quiet! I don't respect... well, uh, I m-mean... ugh, never mind. What the heck do we need to do anyway?"

Suo noticed in amusement how Sakura faltered in defeat, then he replied, "Oh nothing... Sugishita-kun and Hiragi-san over-watered one of Umemiya-san's precious tomato plants..."

Sakura blinked.

Eh?

"And... whats the issue?"

Sugishita snapped, grabbing Sakura by the shirt, "It's a big problem dumbass!"

Sakura gritted his teeth in fury, "Who you calling dumbass?! Dumbass!"

Sup calmly separated them and began to run over what they should do, "So... the big issue is... they are a special gift from his -I quote 'Kotoha-chan'"

Now that made sense. Sakura pinched the bridge of his nose... no wonder they dragged him to the roof when Umemiya isn't around.

"Now what should we do?" Sakura asked folding his arms.

"We have to distract Umemiya-san, and make him forget about that plant" Nirei said, sweating buckets throughout their whole conversation. Sakura stumbled in surprise. He really forgot Nirei was actually there...

(Ps. I did, actually... teehee ^w^)

"Oh..." Sakura said blankly, putting two and two together. He turned now, "So good luck... its not my problem anyway"

"Waiiit!" Nirei clung yo his jacket, "You are out grade captain! Dont abandon us pls!!"

"Sakura-kun, we told u the story so... basically you are involved" suo shrugged nonchalantly, Sugishita glared daggers as if he's blackmailing Sakura, "You better help..."

"I could care less!"

Before anyone could pass out any words through their conversation. Sakura heard the door on the rooftop open, Umemiya came.

Oh shit.

"Ah! My cute little underclassmen!" Umemiya rushed towards the group with joy and then without warning ruffling everyone's hairs.

He specifically embaraced Sakura, showing he's a favourite.

"Ahhh! Sakuraaa" a childish cry of bliss came from the leader's lips, as he almost squashed the first year.

Sugishita glared and growled like a rottweiler, Suo claimed he's a jealous puppy further angering him.

"Well, well! What brings you lot to my humble paradise!"

Sakura squirmed out of his grip, grumbling, "Trying to protect that stupid plant of -hmph!"

He forgot... he forgot... Sakura luckily closed his own mouth before digging his own grave... and yet... Umemiya looks like he already got a shovel close to him.

"Hmm..." Umemiya smirked, now flicking his forehead, "Sakura.... When you lie, I can tell that your ear turns red"

He got flustered "I-i do not! I'm not lying!"

Sakura noticed Nirei seemed anxious, Suo with a calm and an unapologetic smile and Sugishita totally ignoring him. They all abandoned him... he was bait after all...

"Oh no~ Sakura-kun," Umemiya sang playfully, suddenly stepping forward with incredible speed, "You shouldn't shift your attention to something irrelevant when your opponent is right in front of you"

Sakura gasped when he felt Umemiya grab his waist instantly. Without realising he was pinned to the wall, he slid down when those fingers made a funny sensation over his sides...

Wait... is this... tickling?

Resist! Resist! Resist damn it! Come on, Haruka! U have to!

Sakura felt his own thoughts fighting the urge to laugh as mad fingers scurried up his ribcage instantly. He struggled and kicked in reflex, surprisingly arching is back like a flexible sprig when Umemiya skillfully tickled his lower ribs.

"G-gah!" A squawk left him. While Suo and the rest awkwardly saw what was happening, the eye patch guy had to comment, "Oh wow... Sakura-kun are you ticklish?"

Umemiya grinned at that, "Oh, he is... how cute, little bro... but be careful. Your big bro is a biiiig tickle monster!"

Sakura suddenly jolted when Umemiya traced his waist beneath the shirt. The tingling sensation on his bare skin was insane. Its perhaps because Sakura never felt tickling before that he actually felt it like something so strong and unbearable.

How embarassing... he's giggling like a four year old.

"Shihihihihit! Hahahaha, whyhehehe whhhyy hahaha??!" Sakura squirmed, now twisting on his stomach, trying to escape.

Why is this man even tickling him?

"Why?" Umemiya grabbed his sides, pulling him closer to him, "Because you are obviously hiding something from me... aaaand... your are too cute!"

"Dahahahahamn ihihiiiiHIHIHIT! NOHO!" Sakura's laughter kicked an octave when Umemiya traced his armpits - not even tickle - just gentle featherlight tickling he never expected to tickle so much!

But...it feels good... it's the first time someone ever touched him so playfully...

Not cruel jabs that sting like poker sticks or burning hits from harsh punches... just mild subtle ticklish jolts like electric shocks.

"Suo, Nirei, can you grab him for a moment?"

Hearing this, Sakura snapped into reality. Huh? Why? Why are they restraining him?

Suo grabbed his wrists up above his head, the warm concrete floor beneath him, giving his wishes before his doomsday, Nireo sitting on his shins... and Umemiya on the side with a wide grin.

"I would've resorted to other easier methods, but I guess you like being tickeld. Eh Sakura?"

Blush, Sakura yelped, "N-no! Obviously not! Ugh, y-you bastard... and -" Sakura turned to the other three."Are you guys ditching me????"

Suo gives a gentle grin, "Sorry, but you are strong enough to handle this unlike us, plus..." Suo gives a teasing scribble under Sakura's armpit, making the latter jolt in surprise, "Umemiya-san said you like it"

Sakura exploded, "I NEVER SAID THAT -AAAH!"

Umemiya launched his tickles instantly before Sakura could express anything. Sakuta couldn't even focus his priorities as multiple spots are being targeted.

"Saakuraaa~, what's the juicy secret you're keeping from me?"

Gosh... the others guys are supposed to be on his side! Did they all deviate from the plot just to mess with Sakura? Unbelievable!

Sakura panicked with a squeak when Umemiya kept lingering around his stomach. He felt a plunging sensation in his gut as Umemiya poked his naval.

"D-Doho nohohot pohohohoke thahahat!" Sakura shrieked, now bucking himself tryinf to shake them off but they all remained resilient.

"Wow, Sakura-san, you really are sensitive" Nirei unconsciously squeezed his kneecaps making it worst despite his feigned innocence.

Sugishita watched with an unreadable expression his face was so judgemental, and Sakura hoped it didn't mean 'cute' to the taller guy.

Suo leaned towards Umemiya now, not even bothering to lower his voice through Sakura's booming laughter, "His armpits seem pretty sensitive too, boss"

It's bad... though Sakura has never been tickled before, his alert senses are tingling mad. Its bad...!

"Oh...?" Umemiya slowly crawled his fingers up the boney ribs and finally into the light muscular armpits, "Here? Is Sakura sensitive under there?"

Squeal. To say Sakura let out such an embarrassing sound was not a lie. He wanted to crawl it yo a rock and die right now for making such an absurd noise like a squeal.

"EEEEEH! NOOO! IHIHIHI GIVE I GIVE HAHAHA SLOHOHOHOW DOHOHOWN!"

"Ehh? Already? Wow, that didn't take long?" Suo teased, and Umemiya winked back, stopping gradually as he persisted, "Tell me, kid~"

"Ahahahahaha ohoohohohok ohohohok! Ihihihits yohohour duhuhuhuhumb plahahahant thehehe ohohone Kohohohotahaha gahahave yahahaha!"

Sakura confessed... all it took was a tickle to his armpits to spill the milk.

Umemiya stopped instantly. Uh oh... all of that may be fun and games but Nirei realised that they were suppose to keep him distracted not make Sakira confess...

Umemiya sigh, scratching the back of his head, "Well I wanted to make Sakura confess about liking to be tickled... I almost forgot why I started this..." he smiled now ruffling Sakura's messed up hair and his still blushing face flowing more red.

"Well im glad you kept your comradeship safe sweet brother" Umemiya grinned.

Sakura blushed to the tips of his ears, huffing, "Not like I did anythjnf but be a victim..."

It was all OK...

"So... what's this about my plant?"

Or... It wasn't

"Did I hear you say it was Kotoha's plant?" Umemiya's smile darkened, sweet to bitter ...its bad now.

Sakura gulped but suo being the rescuer instantly grabbed everyone and scurried away before the leader of Borfurin could catch up.

Sakura couldn't say he hated his day but he really wondered what happened to the tomato plant Hiragi said he was gonna replace...

No one will know the depths Hajime Umemiya would go to cherish what Kotoha gave him.

Sakura shivered... a bigger tickle monster is lurking inside the leader.

The end was rushed, ik! Ik! It came too cute, too, so the plot was messy! Sorryyyyy my badddd also don't blame me! It's so late, and I'm hyper from caffeine! Byeee