#okie thats enough bye bye

[skyeateyourdonuts]

hi im gonna barf this out to get it out of me and ill be done (long rant ahead)

the similarities i see between carmilla and good omens are as thus:

(SPOILERS FOR THE END OF GOOD OMENS S2 and also carmilla but thats been out for ages so whatevs)

season one: ended with Big Problem solved and then together

season two: started with them together (tho undefined for aziracrow) and then their relationship got more tragic as the season progressed either bc of Not communicating (aziracrow) or different ideals (hollistein) and thus they Broke up (even tho the former arent even official) and even tho "grumpy and unaffected" is mad at "loyal and good-to-a-fault", they try to warn them of what the consequences of their decisions will be bc they know Bad like their good counterpart has never seen and dont want them to get hurt in the same way they did. HOWEVER "good" ends up choosing to make the mistake themselves and witness the consequences themselves

unfortunately that means "grumpy and brokenhearted" is now hurt by "loyal to a fault" and that means reconciliation but the person that actually did The Wrong and caused Hurt isnt entirely either one (tho in carmilla id argue laura Did do big wrongs in s2 i mean i know she thought she was doing the right thing but girl. u turned off the CAMERA u knew it was bad like? u Knew u just hadnt. said it to urself yet i think) but it does mean that "good"'s choice will lead to more than just hurting of their once-partner/almost-once-a-partner but huge universe changing consequences that could lead to more than just regular heartbreak but real death and destruction

anyways ill talk Just about good omens from now on i NEEDED to verablize the similarities and also just as got incredibly dedicated to carmilla for this exact tragicness u can all expect me to be just as devoted to this other tragedy what can i say i love watching tragic romances where its one who knows better and the other who will learn the hard way its so!!!!! PEAK ROMANCE!!!

LIKE just to have someone still be devoted to u and incredibly star-crossed for u EVEN AFTER u make one of the most life changing mistakes a person could ever make and then (in carmillas case) help u clean it up like!!!!! they tried to warn u, u wanted to learn, now uve learned, so thyre gonna help u!!! I JUST!!! THATS REAL ROMANCE AND LOVE TO ME!!! AAAAAAAAAA

(BONUS: THERES QUEER PEOPLE EVERYWHERE IN BOTH SHOWS :DDDD QUEER PEEEEOPPPLLEEE!!!)

[speakofthedebbie]

@manicali still inspiring me to chase my dreams so have some hazbin hotel incorrect quotes i made a while ago + four actually new ones (dividers cuz the last one hurt my eyes lol)

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alastor: overall, id say that experience was a net positive! vaggie: YOU KILLED AN ENTIRE BLOODLINE! alastor: net positive

kill em with kindness saga

charlie: if you kill someone with anything, kill em with kindness! angel: instructions unclear, i killed them with a tommy gun named kindness

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vaggie: alastor, why the fuck is there a dead sinner at our dining table?!? alastor: first of all, how dare you assume it was me- vaggie: literally who else would it be. alastor: -second of all, charlie told us the other day to "kill em with kindness" so i baked them a pie alastor: it was poisoned

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alastor: i toe the line between confidence and arrogance every day lucifer: i thought we all agreed that you are like. firmly on the arrogance side

--- (i altered the next one but you wouldnt know that)

alastor: you roughhouse with a guy one time and suddenly youre in timeout vaggie: alastor, you tried to kill him. and he was a guest alastor: key word being tried. hes still kicking, so i think i shouldnt be in trouble vaggie: do you know how many fucked up people would be walking the streets if that was how the world worked? alastor: i know. im one of them

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alastor: i only kill people who kinda deserved it vaggie: then whats with the dead sinner at your feet? alastor: he was saying something about women belonging in the kitchen vaggie: vaggie: ...fair

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charlie: al, what are you doing? alastor: stress release! charlie: ...youre stabbing a very life-like doll of my dad alastor: as i said, stress release!

---(the hotel needs a therapist frfr)

lucifer: who doesnt have a bit of existential dread in the morning? charlie: ...everyone??? husk: thats not normal? alastor: damn it angel: fuck! vaggie: oof niffty: *maniacal laughter in the corner* charlie: should i call someone???

---(charlie please get everyone a therapist trust exercises arent enough)

charlie: and what do we do when we feel overwhelmed? angel: drugs! alastor: go on a murder spree! niffty: a roach murder spree! lucifer: self-isolate for millennia! husk: drink until i forget what feelings are vaggie: irrationally hate on everyone! charlie: no!

---(luci the typa guy to talk to his cat frfr. maybe he actually understands her idk) [these next ones are actually new. yeah i had a bit of a backlog]

lucifer: hmm.. what about you, keekee? keekee: meow lucifer: my thoughts exactly

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lucifer: pancakes are the best breakfast food! alastor: id beg to differ lucifer: Then beg.

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lucifer: shower thoughts in the rain are still shower thoughts. if you think about it alastor: why am i in love with you again lucifer: i ask myself that question everyday :)

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alastor: what can i say, i aim to please lucifer: you have never said a nice thing to me in your life alastor: i love you :) lucifer: you have said one nice thing to me in your life

oki bye

[leolaroot]

not even close to informed or involved w the current republican ao3 staff drama (obviously) but im reminded of that poll that was going around star trek tumblr that asked "do you think a bigot could be a trekkie?" and dozens of people were giving their impassioned takes of how OBVIOUS it is that trek could never be enjoyed by someone whos racist or homophobic or disagrees with Their Personal Beliefs. never minding how star trek is full of bigotry both fantastical and real-world. even the highly praised "progressive" elements like televisions first interracial kiss! (was not actually tvs first interracial kiss) when watched in context its a white man being forced onto a black woman. never mind the wide swaths of openly right wing fans who love the franchise. i like it and im Progressive, so it Must Be Progressive And Revolutionary.

people who identify strongly by their personal perception of their own political beliefs have a knee jerk angry reaction to learning that people with other beliefs enjoy the same things as them. its why certain misogynistic rock fans dedicate their online existence to shitting on babymetal or whatever. its why any tumblrina has ever made a post about liking something in a way that is inherently more clever or thoughtful or deep than any other fan does (bc theyre smarter than Those Fans and not like Those Fans and tbh Those Fans are Not Real Fans)

of course a person can support the republican party while also working for ao3? there are republicans who consider themselves lgbt allies. there are gay republicans. there are gay people who are white supremacists and antisemites and transmisogynists and xenophobes. there are people who masturbate privately to the fantasy of trans bodies qnd its alluring specifically BECAUSE of how publicly they devalue and despise trans lives.

when you learn that you enjoy something thats also enjoyed by bigots, the response shouldnt be to defend yourself, or launch into no-true-scottsman bullshit, or to forcibly distance yourself from those bigots. the appropriate response is to return to the source material and ask yourself why it might attract bigots. ask yourself whether you noticed those themes the first time. (its maybe more obviously true that a fanfiction archive accessible to anyone will have a lot of highly offensive shit, sure, but this is true for any movie, book, or tv show you enjoy.) ask yourself this: if watching a tv show with gay characters ISNT enough to make a person an ally, what am i doing that makes myself at all different from those people?

you will struggle find a fandom or media property or piece of art that is one hundred percent pure and untouched by cruelty or hate. because everything and everyone is the product of the world they come from. make personal judgements and pay attention to the underlying intent and messages of the media yiu internalize and share with others. i dont remember what this post was about. OH YEAH its not even slightly surprising or confusing to anypony who thinks for more than a second that the "my free speech at the expense of anyone's comfort (including the comfort of the people im writing porn about. and yes that includes sexual rpf of child actors)" website would have right wing support. oky bye

[tojisun]

SUNNNNNNNNIEEEEEEE I SERVED CUNT TODAY OMG LEMME TELL U

I work at a fashion college so basically we were doing runways to promote our designs to our school- and it was like a fricking musical or some shit, bc I was a designer, so I doooon't go on stage, but no. A model was sick, so I had to replace her bc I was pretty enough??? Idk wtf that meant.

But I wear baggy clothes bc im too tired for everything and I had to wear a skin tight dress tf 😭😭😭

AND OFC SOME STUPID MODEL IN THE CORNER IS ALL "She isn't gonna look good in that, just give it to me," And you KNOW I had to go on stage now. (I am a gym freak, bc I'd much rather take my stress out on work outs rather than alcohol)

and when I tell you, I HAD EVERYBODY GAGGED

I HAD THE LESBIANS RUNNING

I WAS SO HAPPY

OKI THATS IT BYE BYE HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT/AFTERNOON/EVENING/DAWN/IDK BUT I LOVE UR WORK BAE

AHHHH IM SORRY FOR REPLYING LATE TO THIS BABY BUT IM SO SO HAPPY FOR U!!!

the model will catch these hands i promise. fuck they meant “she isnt gonna look good in that”??????? like who even says that. thats so mean girl (gender neutral) of them >:((

and hell yes to u bodying that dress?????? shut their ass up for real!!! had i been in that room, i too would be running with the lesbians bet!!!!

teehee thank u so so much for sharing with me this beautiful moment!! smooches u lots and i hope ur having an amazing day/night/afternoon too!!!!!! and awww thank u so much <333

[funshinebf]

9 people you'd like to know better

tagged by @pso2 !! ty for the tag ^_^

a) three ships:

1) rn def vashwood. theyve given me diseases and disorders aplenty. genuinely thinking about them 24/7. its becoming a problem.

2) komahina. when i first watched a sdr2 playthrough in middle school i was like "wow i like these guys. kinda gay!" and ever since then i get like yearly Waves of thinking about them for a few weeks straight. and then they go back into the depths of my brain for another few months and the cycle starts again. shits insane

3) spideypool. bites them bites them bites them. nobody gets them except for me and my friends and a select few artists/writers

a1: bonus ships:

serirei... save me serirei. its about the two men. running a business. its just business

millymeryl of course. i would kill for them. milly thompson character of all time and oghhh meryl stryfe my beloved

b) first ever ship:

um... okay so. first ship i called a ship and like looked up content for online? john/dave from homestuck. also there is a very clear path from me discovering the ship of them leading to me discovering my transgenderness. thank you johndave for transing my gender sort of 👍

c) last song:

Your Love Is It Real? by doubleVee. grouhghh

d) last movie:

trigun badlands rumble. ive watched it like three times and will probably do so again at some point. and thats even less times than ive rewatched the two trigun serieses

e) currently reading:

idk about books ill be honest i dont read enough books... im sorry everyone ive failed you. BUT ive been rereading the trigun fic "come and see" by avoidingavoidance on ao3. very good fic, long as fuck and STILL GOING. would die for this fic

f) currently watching:

trigun. its always gonna be trigun for the next like year at least. i just sit around rewatching the two trigun serieses all the time. its been like this for like over 6 months straight now. lol

g) currently consuming:

i dontt know 😭 like eating? im not eating anything rn.. i had a slice of pie at my grandma's house earlier though and that shit was good

h) currently craving:

sushi... save me sushi.... save me....

9 people to tag: oh fuck this is the hard part. mods help help hep help. uhhhh @herrscher-of-yuri @kazumahashimoto @sungsuho @transpool @co27 @fecto @gigantomachylesbian @orcelito and anyone else who would want to do this?? (also no one feel pressured 2 do this, hope it was okay i tagged u!! ^_^)

i made an easily copy/paste-able version of this too btw im putting that under a cut lol

9 people you'd like to know better

tagged by:

a) three ships:

a1: bonus ships:

b) first ever ship:

c) last song:

d) last movie:

e) currently reading:

f) currently watching:

g) currently consuming:

h) currently craving:

9 people to tag:

okie bye ily 🫶

[fluffyzoey]

OKAY SO

Runaways is abt this group of six teens. Their parents are all rich and part of this charity organization, called PRIDE. Since they were all little, their parents have been having these meetings. Anyway, there was a seventh, Amy, she was the oldest of the group and the one that held them together. She dies two years before the show and that leads to the kids falling apart.

So, now we're at the time of the show. On the two year anniversary of Amy's death, Alex (MY ALEX !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 THE LOML, I LOVE HIM SOOO MUCHHHH OOOOHHHHH MY GOD. GOD, I NEED HIM) decides he's had enough and he misses his friends so he decides to invite them all over, to his house, and their parents were going to have one of their meetings that night so it all worked out. It would be just like old times!

Except they all blow him off, instead doing their own things. Eventually all their nights go wrong and they turn up at his door. When he opens the door and sees them all standing there, he smiles so fucking wide, god, he's adorablleeeeee.

I will say more later if you wanna know!!!! This is all for now, though, cause I feel kinda bad for going on and on okie bye byeeee!!

oh thats cool!!

[flurty]

Okie thats enough niceness you can stop now

K love ya bye <3

*puts another hat on you* love ya, byyyye.

*puts flowers on your hat too before leaving 🌸🏵🌺🌻🌼*

[lovehyne]

i cant stop crying at youngk’s outfit tonight oh my god all he did was wear a black shirt and a pair of jeans but he looks???? so good????????? i’m??!?!?!????!!!?????????

[lmk-xreader]

Hello Halo Hello! May I request Macaque x (kuudere)reader x Sun Wukong. Like they both meet the reader in different ways, but they're first meeting were of y/n showing kindness.

(Little info on kuudere: kuudere's show little to no facial expressions but they can actually be very sweet and usually only open up to close ones)

I hope this is okay? What I basically would like to request of you is a love triangle with Macaque and Sun Wukong trying to win y/n over. Basically a cute fluffy oneshot or headcanon if you don't mind that is. Thank you for your time and I hope you have an amazing day/evening/afternoon/night!

Of course!

Macaque x kunndere reader x Sun Wunkong

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Pink: You Orange: Sunwunkong Purple: Macaque

How did I end up like this?

…

I just wanted some ice cream…

*Insert macaque and sun wunkong fighting*

1 hour ago:

Y/N POV

Im really bored. I was currently laying on my bed, covers off me, with absolutely nothing to do. I looked over to my desk on right —> and grabbed my phone. Scrolling through pinterest i found a cool ice cream place that was close enough to walk to. But I dont wanna go by myself. *Sigh* I guess i have no choice…

but to call them.

I had my phone on my ear and it rung. Then if finally picked up..

“Hey peaches!”

“dont call me that.”

“heh alright. Im really enjoying this phone that MK got me! It has so many things like-

“Dont care. Theres an ice cream spot near my place, do you wanna maybe come with me?

“Oh! Sure! Thats the first time you’ve invited me to- well- anything! You love meeee~”

“Yeah, yeah whatever just meet me in front of my house alright?”

“Oki doki! bye peac-“

*Hung up*

ugh he can be annoying sometimes.

“Hey shortie.”

EEK- I flinched and managed to almost fall of my bed. After regain my balance, I look up to see who it is…

Macaque.

I looked at him with my usual serious face.

“Hey whatcha up to?”

“None of your business.”

“Oof- ouch, hurtful much~”

“Why are you here macaque?”

“Well- I may or may not have over heard you call with my powers and thought ‘hey! why dont I invite myself!’ “

“Why?”

“Because why not?! We never hang out shortie. This will be my chance~”

“ugh- fine you can come. Just behave yourself okay.”

“I will~”

I got up from my bed and picked out some clothes. I turned around to macaque and gave him a look.

“Oh- my apologies.”

He turned around completely to face the wall. And then I changed into this ——>

“You can turn around if you want.”

Macaque turned around to face me and couldn’t believe his eyes. He kept looking up and down and blush crept to his dark toned cheeks.

“Ahem- well shall we go?”

He asked me,

“sure.”

I said with no emotion.

After leaving the house i felt a fast gust of wind over me. It was wunkong landing his cloud.

“Peaches i mad-“

Wunkong’s eyes widen when he saw macaque next to me. His eyes then showed anger,

“What is he doing here?

He asked with seriousness,

“I invited- well he invited himself to what were doing.”

“Why?! (Y/N) He’s pure evil!”

“Aww dont be like that Sun~”

Macaque said moving closer to him,

“Back off!”

I then came in the middle,

“girls,girls your both pretty. Can we go now?”

They both looked at each other and gave out a glare on each other,

“Fine”

“Fine”

“Alright then lets go.”

As I walked in front I can literally feel them giving off glares to one another, it was so annoying.

I look back in front of me and theres a mini cross walk.

“Hold my hand princess~”

Hold my hand peaches~”

(said at the same time)

They both looked at each other and gave each other dirty looks.

“I asked first.”

“No I did!”

I then grabbed both of there hands, and then the light turned green for us to walk. As walking Macaque and Wunkong were blushing, Wunkong just scratched his neck nervously and Macaque looked away embarrassed.

!Time Skip!

We made it to the ice cream spot! I walked with Macaque and Wunkong at the stand,

“So what can I get you three?”

“Can I get a vanilla cone?”

“Um Chocolate please?”

“And for me, Strawberry please?”

The guy down at the case register,

“That will be 3.00$” He said with a smile,

I reached in my purse, and gave him 3$

“Thanks so much, you can get your ice cream down there.”

He pointed to another stand and picked up our ice cream there.

We left the place and went to a park and sat on a bench with me in the middle and Wunkong and Macaque between me.

“Hows the ice cream guys?”

“Mhmm~ really good!”

“Not bad.”

“Good to hear.”

I continued to lick my ice cream,

I can feel eyes looking at me while I eat my ice cream. Macaque was blushing while trying to look away, but Wunkong couldn’t stop looking away with a blush on his face.

I was so focused on them that i wasn’t paying attention that i got ice cream on both sides of my mouth, “Jeez”

“Imma go get a-“

Macaque then grabbed my wrist as I was about to get up and pulled me down softly back on the bench.

“I got it shortie~” He said with his signature smirk with his fangs sticking out.

He then licked the side of my cheek were the ice cream was.

“See? no need for a napkin~”

I looked at him with a small blush and a pouted face.

“H-Hey peaches! You still have some here!”

Wunkong then licked his side of cheek with ice cream on.

My blush grew a little brighter, but i knew how to control it.

“See? All clean~”

Macaque then got up,

“The hell do you think your doing?” He said with a half smile eye twitching,

“Just helping her thats all, thats what you were doing too right?” Wunkong said also with a half smile and eye twitching.

They both dropped their ice creams and flew to the sky and started to glow then started punching each each. The fight looked badass up in the sky, but from where I was sitting, It looked like a bunch of light going in and out flying around.

…

And now were here

I didnt know what to do, so I did the only thing that could stop them.

“S-STOP!” (It wasn’t even that loud)

They both looked down with widen eyes, to see that their precious (Y/N) had raised her voice for the first time since they met her.

I threw away my ice cream and got up from the bench.

They both started coming down until they reached the ground to face me.

“Why? Why do you guys do this? Ever since we met its been like this… why?”

I said with a little emotion.

Both of them were shocked to here me use even the siltiest of emotion. Blush crept of their faces.

“I-Its cause-“

“We love you (Y/N)”

Wunkong said finishing the sentence.

“Yea”

Blush started to creep on my cheeks.

“really?”

I asked,

“Well- Of course your nice, sweet, caring-“

“Even though you barley show emotion, thats what we love about you.”

My eyes widen just a bit, I had no idea.

“I-I I love y-you guys too.”

I said while looking away.

Their eyes widen and their monkey ears turned red. As well as their cheeks.

I completely turned around from them so they wouldn’t see my face.

They looked at each other and gave one another a smirk,

“Aww we love you too peaches~”

“Love you too shortie~”

I grabbed their necks one at a time, starting with Macaque and kissing him deeply, and then doing the same with Wunkong.

“Alright Im tired, lets go.”

I said with no emotion but with a tiny bit of blush.

While walking, The monkeys just stood there, faces red.

“Tell me you thought that was hot?”

“Oh definitely.”

They then catched up to (Y/N) and they held (Y/N)’s hands the whole walk home.

HOLY SHIT- THATS THE BEST ONE IVE DONE YET! IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF! Thanks for the request Hope you enjoyed! <3.

[bratkook]

quiet, baby. (m) jjk

pairing. jungkook x reader genre. smut, pwp warnings. exhibitionism, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, slightly teasing/mean kook turns into whiny kook at the end lol word count. 3.2k note. today on jlin spews together a smutty drabble while ignoring her other wips just bc that one specific photo of jungkook is eating away at her brain, i give you this, it’s not edited, idk if i hate it or not and i wrote it all on tumblr mobile so..yeah🤩

leave feedback/reblog/send an ask okie bye❣️

“That’s it, slow and steady baby.” Jungkook’s voice comes from behind you, husky and teasing, edges of his lips ghosting around your ear as he sighs when you do exactly as he asks. 

Your head falls forward with a choked groan as his hand slips under your skirt, fingers finding their desired target as he begins to circle your clit, your skin feeling hot from his sinful hands. Everything feels stuffy now, the sweat accumulating behind your neck, your face burning in embarrassment at you actually doing this, the thrill of where you were making another gush of arousal escape you. 

When you had jokingly teased your boyfriend during dinner, your hand lightly ghosting over his cock through the thick denim he wore, you were lying if you said you didn’t think it would lead to anything besides seeing him flustered as he asked for the check. Jungkook always had something up his sleeve whenever you decided to be bold and you knew your actions would be well worth it.

Apparently you were right, your boyfriend did in fact have plans, the gears turning in his mind as you walked hand in hand down the streets, his half hard cock pressing against his jeans so prominently it was a blessing he wore long enough layers to cover it up. Jungkook wasn’t a sucker, if you thought you could tease him and act coy without getting similar treatment in return you had another thing coming. 

As he stepped onto the subway and glanced around he smiled when he took note of one other person occupying the car, tucked away in a far corner with their eyes shut and earbuds blasting who knows what. It was perfect, you were completely unaware of the filthy plan he had as he guided you to the very back, but as soon as the subway started moving so did his hands. 

Slowly at first, trailing along the exposed skin of your thighs, playing with the hem of your pleated skirt in a way so innocent you allowed yourself to get comfortable in your seat. Then came the teasing words, knowing just what your fantasies were and using them to his advantage, wrapped neatly with a ribbon on top, beautifully disguised to make you think it was in your favor. 

You in fact were a sucker, which is exactly how you found yourself perched on top of Jungkook with your skirt bunched up, thighs held apart and hooked over his knees as you creamed his cock, taking him completely without a care in the world. Each roll of your sensitive clit makes you shudder above him, needing to shut your eyes to stop the possibility of making eye contact with the only other person here, if you couldn’t see them, they couldn’t see you. That’s the mentality that kept you going. 

Jungkook simply chuckles when you rest your forehead against the seat in front of you, enjoying the way your body trembles with pleasure, your own hands tightly clutching onto the arm circling around your waist as you do your best to keep your moans in. The pleasure was slowly bubbling inside of you, the roll of his fingers lulling you further under the haze of it all and thats when he speaks.

“Let’s play a game hm?” he whispers, voice sounding steady and unaffected, only making you feel like more of a mess at how you were behaving. 

“A game?” Your voice is soft, slurred at the ends as it spills out of your mouth, curling over your tongue as you struggle to speak. Jungkook knows he has you now, your competitive streak mixed with the lust clouding your brain made for the perfect scenario for Jungkook’s plan, there was no way you would say no. 

“Yeah,” he sighs, pressing a soft kiss against your cheek, rutting his hips up into you and smirking when you whimper in response from his cock rubbing against your g-spot. “If you can be a good girl and make me cum before our stop, I won’t punish you for your little stunt during dinner.”

“I didn’t–“ you start, the lie catching in your throat before it can even fully form, your nails digging into the leather of his jacket when he spreads your thighs further apart and delivers a swift smack against your aching clit, laughing meanly when your body twitches at the sensation. 

“You did.” Jungkook continues to mouth along your skin, kissing down your jaw and onto your neck. When the automated voice fills the car and alerts you of the coming exit you feel the way he smiles against your skin, a small hum reaching your ears at the thought of you running out of time. The shadow of his bucket hat not allowing you to see his eyes when you turn back to look at him in curiosity, but you don’t need to see them to know the evil glint he’s sporting. “Better hurry up baby, we’re a few stops away.”

“Jungkook,” you whine, the first fully audible response from you so far. Could you make him cum in that amount of time? Possibly, but when Jungkook was determined to tease you he could hold off his own orgasm without a hitch, you on the other hand couldn’t and you knew if you came before him whatever punishment he had planned would only stretch out, it could go in your favor but you were too needy to test it out. 

“C’mon, this is what you wanted isn’t it?” His hands roam up until he’s gripping your hips, fingers digging into your skin and beginning to guide you to grind on top of him, the torturous glide of his cock rubbing all the right spots inside of you making you gasp. 

“No,” you whimper, but the way your hips start to move once more show otherwise, a steady roll of your hips continuing and Jungkook doesn’t need to see the mess you’re making to know just how turned on you are by this. The base of his cock had a pool of your arousal around it, sticky and shiny each time you slid off before rolling back, no doubt ruining his underwear pushed a few inches down but that didn’t matter when you felt this good around him. 

The disinterested sigh he lets out only makes you speed up, the loosening grip on your hips as he leans back into his seat has you desperate to keep his attention on you, show him how good you could be for him. With newfound determination your hands move to grip onto the back of the seat a few inches in front of you, holding yourself steady as you begin to bounce on top of him, hoping your actions are discreet enough to conceal what you were doing from wandering eyes. 

Jungkook smirks when he feels your velvety walls tighten with each raise of your hips, lifting up until the head of his cock was the only thing nuzzled within you before your warmth took him in once more as you sank back down with a light thump. The rumbling of the subway wheels conceal the noise enough but he isn’t even sure he would care if anyone bares witness to this, seeing you lose yourself on top of him, desperate to make him cum despite being in public. 

This had been a fantasy for both of you for so long and as the subway approaches the following stop you feel the tiny sense of panic begin to set in, the bright lights of the station grabbing your attention as you spot a handful of people lingering by the tracks. You still your hips as you wait, hoping none of them would step foot onto the car you were in, not entirely sure if you’d be able to pass off riding your boyfriend as innocently sitting on his lap. 

“Is my baby shy now?” His words snap you back, a tilt of his head finally allowing you to see his eyes as he stares at you, a genuine look of understanding being passed between you, knowing if you had become too uncomfortable to continue he’d stop with no questions asked. 

Your eyes move to stare out of the window once more, sighing in relief when the passengers board the car in front of you instead and the train resumes moving. “Just don’t want anyone to see.” 

Jungkook laughs lightly at your words, sitting straighter as he circles his arms around your waist again, holding you still on top of him with his cock buried deep within you as his right hand creeps under your skirt once more. “Don’t want anyone to see what a needy slut you are?”

His words have the desired effect on you, whimpering and dropping your head back as his deft fingers find your clit like second nature, rubbing tight circles around your hardened nub as you tightened around his length. 

“No,” you gasp, “only w-want you to see that.” The desperation laced in your voice makes it hard to recognize yourself but he revels in it, let’s himself soak in your words, the small tingles of pleasure spreading throughout his body before he’s planting his feet firmly onto the floor and thrusting up into you. A squeal of surprise fills the space, piercing through the silence it's a shock the single passenger was still sound asleep with his earbuds popped in. 

“Quiet, baby.” he mocks with a teasing tilt to his voice, continuing to rut up into you, loving every moan that slips out of your plush lips, swollen from the way you bit down on them. Jungkook knew neither of you were being discreet now, with the way your body jostled each time he thrust up, your face twisted up in pleasure, illuminated by the bright lights, if anyone glanced in your direction it would be clear as day.

You didn’t care anymore, too lost in the feeling of his thick cock filling you up, the sensation of the denim rubbing along the back of your thighs with each roll of his hips, the familiar scent of your boyfriend's cologne wrapping around you as he held you close. Paired with the way his fingers continued to flick against your clit, it was too much, already feeling your climax approaching. 

Jungkook knows, can feel the way your walls get tighter, the tremble in your body as it starts to take over you, the breathy whines of his name as it gets closer. The need to cum has you quickening up your hips, meeting his thrusts in tandem, the two of you so lost in your pleasure you don’t notice the approaching stop. The automated voice doesn’t register in your head, your ears full of the rhythmic thumping of your heart, eyes once again shut and the prettiest pout on your lips that Jungkook could faintly see in the reflection of the window. 

“Fuck, so pretty,” he groans, eyes locked onto your reflection, seeing your brows furrow together as your mouth drops open in a silent moan. Just as your orgasm is about to wash over you he pulls his hand away from your clit and stills your hips entirely with an iron grip, with all the stimulation gone your orgasm is ripped away from you, a whiny plea making Jungkook chuckle. 

“No, no Jungkook please.” Your hips fight against his grip, desperately searching for any friction to relieve the ache of your ruined orgasm, rutting against him with a frown, head dropping forward as you stare down. With shaky hands you lift up your skirt and sigh when you see the way his fingers are covered in your slick, inches from your throbbing clit, choosing to deny you your pleasure like the teasing asshole he was. 

“Did you forget already?” he asks, bringing a hand up to gently rub along your cheek as you whimper, leaning into his touch. When the doors close and the subway takes off again he chuckles, knowing your time was running out, already planning all the ways he would tease you the minute you got home. “One more stop baby.”

Taking a deep breath you try to ignore the flutters in your stomach, knowing exactly what you had to do to make Jungkook fall apart underneath you. When his hand loosens up on your hip you begin moving again, not holding back the moans that spill from your mouth anymore, making a show of grabbing his hands and trailing them up your thighs and under your shirt, knowing just how much he loved your tits. 

He grunts against your shoulder in appreciation when his large palm grabs a handful of your boobs over the flimsy bralette you’re wearing, giving them a rough squeeze as you mewl above him.  “Fuck, Jungkook,” you sigh dreamily, humming when the tip of his cock nudges along your g-spot. “You always make me so messy.”

Jungkook groans now, your words and the soft wet smacks of your messy pussy sinking onto his cock affecting him, making his head swim with desire as you whine when he pulls at your hardened nipple. “Shit, you feel so warm.” He’s speaking softly, almost like his thoughts are spilling out without warning, always losing himself whenever you become vocal, needing to hear just how good he made you feel to allow himself to bask in it. 

His eyes flutter shut, enjoying the drag of your walls on his cock with each roll of your hips, your chest heaving as you panted, his hand still cupping your breast, teasingly tugging and twisting at the pebbled bud, wanting nothing more than to lick and suck his way around your chest but this would have to do. 

“Kookie,” you breathe, “wanna feel you, please.” Your earlier orgasm starts to rise once more, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to hold it back before him and with the stop approaching soon he had to cum now to save you from whatever torture he had planned. 

“Yeah?” He huffs out a moan, whiny and needy, a complete contrast to the unaffected demeanor he had earlier. Jungkook couldn’t play calm and collected anymore, already diving head first into this, too far gone to be able to pull back now. 

“I’m gonna make you even messier for me, s-show you–“ he’s cut off with a gasp when you start to pulse your walls around him, head falling back as a deep groan escapes him, his own orgasm crawling up his spine. “Fuck, show you how good girls get rewarded.”

“Please, I’ve been good, just wanna make you cum.” An unrestrained moan fills the air as he starts to thrust up into you in desperation, the only thought in his mind being filling you up full of his cum, wanting to see it dripping around your ruined underwear, slicked along your inner thighs and concealed by that tiny skirt you wore. You were always so hell bent on teasing him, knowing just how much he loved to ruin you afterwards, turning you into a delirious mess all because of his cock. He loves it. 

“Don’t worry baby,” he grunts, the added layers he wore only making it stuffier for him as he begins to sweat, clinging to his body as he pants behind you. “Gonna fill you up.”

Trailing your own hand down your torso your fingers meet your throbbing clit, shuddering on top of him as you start to rub against it, jolts of pleasure coursing through you as your climax inches closer. Jungkook isn’t far off, the coil inside of him tightening as you whimper each time his cock hits the back of your cervix, his brain heady with lust, not being able to hold back the increased volume of his moans. 

“Fuck, almost there.” You hum in confirmation, nodding along as your body heats up, muscles beginning to tense, mind starting to float with each flick of your wrist. 

“Show me I’m a good girl Kook,” you whine out so beautifully, so needy and desperate for him, and he loses it, rutting into you sloppily until he’s cumming, ribbons of white stuffing you full and warming you up as he fuck you. The feeling of his cum inside you sends you over the edge as well, your thighs giving out on you as you fully plop on top of him, your fingers continuing to rub along your sensitive clit as you shudder and twitch above him. 

“Fuck,” he sighs out, panting by your ear and mixing in with the small ringing you hear from the strength of your orgasm. Slowly, his hand slips out from underneath your shirt, rubbing along the skin of your hips to help calm you down as your body trembles. With a small groan you pull yourself off of his softening cock, readjusting your messy underwear before scooting back onto the seat beside him. 

Jungkook watches as your eyes widen at the sight of his cock, shiny with your arousal, coated in globs of his cum, looking just as inviting as always. He chokes on a moan when you instantly bend forward and slip it into your mouth, the sensitivity making him whine as you lick his cock clean, pulling off with a pop and a smirk. “Was I good?”

He narrows his eyes at your teasing tone, the devious look on your face showing him that you weren’t done yet. Jungkook thought he had one upped you, caught you by surprise after you teased him and took you on a run for your money by doing this, but you looked completely satisfied with yourself as he slid his cock back into his underwear and pulled his jeans back up. 

“You’re evil.”

Jungkook smiles when you laugh, both of you pausing when the automated voice alerts you of your stop approaching in a few seconds. As the two of you stand up from the seats your eyes roam the car once more, a gasp escaping when you realize the only other person here has stepped off. 

“Oh my god, when did they leave?”

“Last stop, don’t worry they left before it got good.” He clutches your hands when you go to swat at him, laughing heartily as you approach the car doors. “They totally knew too.”

Jungkook had seen the moment they left, earbuds still pushed in, but the way they had glanced in their direction shaking their head with a smile let him know that he was completely aware of the filthy things you two were doing. 

“Jungkook!” you whine, stepping off the subway and onto the platform, grimacing when you feel the way your sticky underwear rubs against you. 

“What? This was all part of your scheme you little devil, at least we didn’t have a massive audience.”

Well he had a point, it could’ve been worse, at least this way you were able to tick off the box beside this fantasy. “We’re never doing this again, I don’t care how hot it was.”

Your boyfriend just smiles, intertwining your hands together as you exit the station. He knew you better than anyone so he knew you were absolutely doing this again.

[moonlit-imagines]

Keep Your Cool

Charles Xavier x student!reader (platonic)

warnings: anxiety/panic attacks

a/n: ty anon, you’re so sweet! did do a few minor changes that would keep charles true to his character but thats about it!!

prompt: anonymous: “Hi! I’m so glad your back and I hope you’ve had a great break! Can I request a Charles Xavier x student!Reader (platonic)

Charles meets this new troubled mutant teen with ice powers. They’re totally new to the school and isn’t so happy about being there. They are always pretty talkative or more like nervous chattering and isn’t doing what they’re supposed to on lessons like being absent, sleeping or talking which leads to them being sent to Charles office a lot. This time Charles can’t help but snap at them for not taking things seriously and he accidentally triggers a little panic attack which Charles notice and he tries his best to help them calm down. Later on they tell him about them having bad anxiety. He feels really bad for not noticing and tries to help the reader the best he can. A little angsty fluff?

This type of anxiety isn’t really represented that much and I think it would be good for people to know that you don’t have to be extremely introverted to have anxiety. BUT if you don’t feel like writing this I support that. I wouldn’t want you to do something you don’t wanna do. Sending all my love!😘 also don’t be shy if you wanna change something!”

“Come in!” Professor Xavier announced from behind his desk after hearing a pound on the door. Lo and behold, it was you who walked through the door. “Mx. l/n, what a surprise,” he sarcastically remarked, “what seems to be the trouble this time?”

“Well, you see, Prof,” you began while pulling up a chair and ignoring the disappointed expression on Charles’ face, “I was just so, so nervous about finals that I was tossing and turning the whole night, you know? So I got like, zero sleep, no biggie.” The Professor intently listened with his elbows propped onto the oak finished desk, fingers pressed together. “A kid needs their sleep, and how could I get any if I was like, super focused on finals? I think I should be rewarded for how dedicated I am, just saying.”

“Go on...” Charles could feel your emotions through your presence, there was a suppression of emotions from within you, but oddly enough, your mutation had been a huge help at hiding things from nosy telepaths. Seriously, you thought the ice was cool, but hiding your feelings and thoughts from someone as powerful as that was next level. It did have some downsides, though.

“Right, so,” you shifted to an improper posture and scratched the crown of your head, “I actually took a little catnap myself ‘while the lesson was in progress.’” Your air quotes were a direct mockery of your teacher, which only irked the headmaster a bit more that he already was now that he’d visited with you three times this week.

“You do realize that finals aren’t for another four months, y/n?” Professor Xavier pointed out a fact that you were well aware of, but the excuse was worth a shot.

“Can never be too prepared.” You shrugged, signifying your absolute carelessness for being a deviant student in a school that did nothing but accommodate for all your needs...well, almost all of them.

“Enough is enough, y/n!” Charles snapped, rubbing his fingers along his temples as he tried to bare with this situation that made him think his mind was playing tricks on him. Were his problems replaying? “I am growing tired of your excuses, this school was an opportunity for you and you’re so close to blowing it for yourself. Is that what you want?” As the Professor continued his rant, the temperature felt as if it’d dropped a by a few degrees.

You sat in your seat, knees now pressed against your chest as you gave Charles a menacing stare, unable to speak or reply to the Professor. Ice was beginning to glaze over the windows of his office, freezing them shut. The door was a no-go as well, no one could move that handle if they tried.

“Y/N?” An expression of concern surfaced on Charles’ face as he sat up and tried to assess the situation. “Y/N, are you alright?” You shook your head in response and noticed some ice crystals forming on yourself, some had been weighing your eyelashes down while others were poking off your arms. Defense mechanism or just a “fun” little reaction to panic?

You were observing the effects of this panic attack only with a swivel of your eyes, not any more movement than that. The Professor was still asking you questions, but you’d tuned him out entirely. He could wait for you, he’d have to.

Despite the room now about twenty degrees cooler, you were feeling quite toasty. And you were thinking about five minutes into the future. What do I do when this is over? Do I have to explain myself? How the hell am I getting out of here? Should I stop? Can I stop? What if I—

You felt a hand carefully rest itself on your shoulder, you couldn’t help but jump. “Could you take a deep breath for me?” Charles asked with more compassion in his eyes, seems that he’s realized his mistake by now. You did happen to struggle with his request for a moment, but catching your breath did eventually happen. It did take a few extra tries to control, though. Soon, you were able to stop the spread of any more ice that could prove an inconvenience.

“Panic attack.” You admitted without being asked.

“I gathered.” Professor Xavier was stationary beside you, you may have frozen his chair to the floor. “I apologize for triggering one, I’m not used to being unable to sense someone’s emotions. I would have known were to stop or how to go about that much better if...”

“If it wasn’t for my mutation?” You finished the sentence he stopped because he thought it sounded selfish, like he was placing the blame on you.

“Precisely.” Charles took a deep breath and you decided that you should do the same. The two of you sat in silence as you surveyed all the exits and realized you were in a new predicament. “I don’t suppose you can unfreeze things, can you?”

“That I cannot.” You picked at some of the eyelash icicles and flicked them away. “Any students with a warmer mutation?” You suggested with an apologetic smile.

“I’ll call Doctor McCoy.” The Professor grabbed his wheels and realized that he would not be going anywhere anytime soon. “Y/N?”

“Professor?”

“Could you dial Dr. McCoy’s lab for me? Nine-six-three.” He instructed as you reached over the desk in compliance. The speaker rang a few times and another voice was finally heard on the other side.

“Dr. McCoy! Hi, it’s y/n, your favorite kid on campus,” you greeted, peering over to Charles who was silently urging you to get to the point, “yeah, me and the Prof seem to be in...a predicament. You got like, a heat lamp or something. Maybe Scott Summers? Cool, cool. Yeah, I did! Impressive, I know. Yeah, okay, see you in a few. Or like, an hour. But we will hear you from the other side of the door! Okie doke, bye!” By the time you’d finished your conversation, Charles couldn’t help but smirk at how you handled the after-effects of your situation.

“Well, it seems we have some free time,” Professor X. pointed out, “would you care to tell me a bit more about your anxiety? If you’re comfortable, that is...”

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[goldenflowerlv]

*dabs*

I HAVE RETURNED

so i have another request if thats alrightdnxjjd

i believe prime and rb are connected? in some way? im not entirely sure, but i think they arejsjsj

uhhhh but how about Optimus's teenage charge sneaking out to see Sigma 16(?) while he goes to check up on them or something, and getting along with the Burns' and bots relatively well? i imagined that reader isn't too good at socializing or seeming friendly, but they all just,,, click?

and uHHH maybe OP & reader are there because of a natural disaster or an emergency and the reader is just super calm the entire time and when asked why they just respond with "oh, ive been in the middle of battlefields, this is nothing." or the reader just telling them about almost being crushed alive by 'Cons and seeming unphased by it all

NDNAKNSNS IF THATS ALRIGHT OKAY LOVE YOU BYE

Ok here we go. Lets say OP was just there to check up on things when disaster strikes and he helps out. You tagged along for the hell of it.

Being Optimus' human charge had inadvertently put a target on your back with the Decepticons. And Silas. So you had plenty of good stories to tell the Burnses when you visited.

"So, I guess the moral of this story is," you said, seated on a couch in the firehouse, "is if a weird guy tries to kidnap you, you kick him as hard as you can in the knee. Because even if the knee is meant to bend forward, it will bend the other way with enough force."

You tried not to tell any particularly traumatic stories. While your stories were probably more grim, the stories they told you of their best rescues were absolutely batshit crazy.

And they really got to see how your experiences affected you when, somehow, you get taken by Dr. Morroco.

He's trying to use you to exchange for like a hostage deal, and he calls the Burnses to threaten them or whatever. The camera pans over to the chair you were tied to, and it's empty.

"What? Where-"

You conk him over the head with a pipe, the camera falls, and when it's picked up again you are holding it. You smile and wave into the camera.

"Hey guys! Are we still gonna watch the princess bride tonight? Cause I was thinking about projecting it onto a wall-"

And you keep talking about movie night like its no big deal. Holding the camera in one hand and dragging the unconscious villain by his collar with the other.

"Y/n where are you? The signal is jammed and we can't track the call."

"Oh! My coordinates are, uh, just a sec," you fiddle with a computer for a moment, "(insert coordinates here)."

You glance out the window in front of the control panel. "I think I'm in a blimp?"

Chief tells you to stay calm and that they're on their way to get you and you're like. Okie dokie.

So Blades and Dani show up and you are dragging Morroco behind you. They take you back to the island, Morroco is put in jail and stuff.

And then when you get back, you're checked for injuries, none, and then you get to do movie night.

As you're getting the movie set up, Cody comes up and is like, "How were you so calm?"

"Kiddo, I've been in the middle of battlefields. That was child's play. Seriously, Morroco doesn't even know how to tie a knot properly." You plug in the projector and it flickers to life. "Go get your siblings, its movie time!"

[jiyongfan01]

untitled 200310

word count: 1366

genre: my first attempt at fics

tags: gender-neutral; fluff?, 2nd pov, reader insert

pairing: possibly mingyu? possibly seungcheol? 

note: this is a first super nervous no one will see this but if you do pls lmk what you think? is it rushed it feels rushed i had a mood and i like wrote this in one go

you needed a place to stay for the semester and seungcheol offers the guest room to his apartment

at first you were wary apprehensive because seungcheol forgot to mention he lives with three other guys wonwoo jihoon and mingyu

wonwoo and jihoon seem friendly enough

with your new part time job and the semester starting you keep to yourself often

mingyu isn’t returning from winter break until the day of the new semester so you’ve never seen this guy ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

one day your walking home from work

it’s dusk and the sunlight is playing with your surroundings as you listen to a podcast via your headphones

you’re looking both ways at a crosswalk and that’s when your eyes pick up on a gorgeous figure across the street 

you’re entranced as your gaze follows said figure. they’re walking down the block, and although you can’t see much with the oversized hoodie they’ve donned on, you can admire what the afternoon light is letting you

tan skin, proportional shoulders, a chiseled jawline, and-

before you could admire more, a longboarder crashes into you 

there’s a small crowd making sure you and the longboarder are okay but you’re not there

you don’t hear the longboarders apologies; you’ve only scrambled to make sure your headphones are intact and before realigning your line of sight on this very attractive guy for as long as your seat on the concrete would allow you to.

the longboarder helps you up when you snap back to reality; did said attractive guy walking down the street not  notice your actions? hopefully; that would minimize the regret from stopping and gawking at him only to get trucked by a longboarder who you could’ve easily avoided if you weren’t so out of it for that split second

back at the apartment seungcheol insisted and is now tending to your scraped knees

you’re in and out of focus as you try to remember the stranger from earlier. he was good looking. will he ever come by the coffee shop you work at? will you ever see him again in general. 

you decide on the latter shouldn’t happen as that would cause you to just zone out again.

hey are you listening? seungcheol, sitting at the coffee table after applying the bandaids to your knees, snaps to get your attention 

you still haven’t met mingyu; he’s on his way back so greet him when he--oh hey!

at that moment , someone walks through the front door and your shoulders visibly sank; shock almost evident on your face when you make eye contact with ‘mingyu’ 

seungcheol: mingyu i’ like you to meet our new roommate for the semester, this is-

mingyu: you’re that person that fell earlier. that looked painful; are you alright?

he instantly recognized you. wait, he saw ??

seungcheol, eyeing the both of you: you two’ve meant?

mingyu outstretches a hand towards you; you awkwardly shake it as you try to turn your blushing face the other way

seungcheol: pls don’t mind them; they’re extremely shy around new people

you make a quick exit for your room; mingyu brushes it off as he tells seungcheol about how he witnessed your fall in passing “ah okie i thought they were just being extra shy today”

but it wasn’t just “today”

you’d avoid saying hi to him at breakfast

you’d hide in your room the moment he comes home

you’d always look straight ahead whenever he was near you

days turns to weeks and

one day he couldn’t take it anymore 

pulled you to the side one day while you were both in the kitchen meal prepping for the week

why do you ignore me

excuse me?

don’t deny it; we’ve been living together for 7 weeks now; it’s pretty obvious to everyone that you avoid me and now I’m asking why. if it’s because that time you fell, please remember everyone trips and falls on their faces every now and then.

don’t act like you don’t know ;  why do you think I tripped in the first place?

honestly y/n i’m sick of the vaguity could you just say it straight out?

nope

are you going to make me guess

nope, im just going to walk away now bye

mingyu blocks your exit

talk to me, did i do something to upset you?

with your face full of chest, it’s hard not to show flustered you’re feeling rn

mingyu let me through , eyes looking away

not until you start looking at me when you talk to me

then i guess you’re going to stand here forever , as you duck under his arm to escape

this isn’t over

i think it is

the next day mc gets home asap so they can toothbrush and sleep/hide in their room b4 mingyu returns

mingyu gets home and waits outside br to trap them

mingyu enters br and blocks/locks mc from getting out

you ignore me and don’t even look me in the eye

it’s not fair to me

it’s making everyone uncomfortable

commence heated discussion

unbeknownst to them seungcheol was sleeping and has woken up

at first seungcheol said you’re just slow to open up but you literally talk to everyone but me

why! why is that

is it me? did i do something wrong?

maybe you don’t like me but you could at least treat me like a person for the sake of our roommates

or in the least, for your friend seungcheol

so tell me why, why do you shut me out like i'm something gross-

he won’t stfu so you cut him off 

because you’re so fucking hot thats why! face flushed red, there’s no hiding it now 

im sorry mingyu that i've been very uncomfortable around you

and i’m sorry i haven’t been handling that well

i just don’t feel like there’s anyone i could turn to help for about that

you distract me on all levels and frankly it’s quite annoying

i don’t know what these feeling are and i’d rather not find out ; grabs the doorknob and glares with whatever composure you have left and your very red face declares

now if you will excuse me i would like to recollect my dignity elsewhere not in this apartment

instead of moving aside, mingyu leans forward and envelopes you in a hug

thank god ; he exhales

i really thought you hated my guts

no i don’t hate your guts can you please get off of me ; 

mingyu releases you and you dip  w/in the first millisec (quite literally ducked under his raised arms so you could bypass the br door)  it’s clarified mc is shy because he is unbearably attractive; mc leaves to get some air

mingyu tries to memorise what little he can recall of your scarlet cheeks before stepping out into the hallway

at that moment seungcheol emmerges

mingyu reads his expression as a ‘wtf’ face

mingyu: ok you heard nothing and also let’s just say mc thought i was scary-looking

mingyu takes it upon himself to fix the tension by announcing his idea to the guys’ group chat

so like i found out mc was shy around me because i look intimidating; mystery solved!

we’re gonna have a mingyu day so mc can be less shy around mingyu

seungcheol is like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is fine

[moko-ffxiv]

Bold, the Boldening: starring T’errin “(ง'̀-'́)ง“ Mokko

(olde picture because I’m a dirty bitch)

Bold what applies to your god damn catgirl!

I’m loud.

I’m sarcastic.

I cry easily.

I have a bad temper.

I’m easy to get along with.

I have more enemies than friends.

I’ve smoked

I drink coffee.

I clean my room daily.

My appearance:

I wear make-up.

I wear a piece of jewelry at all times.

I wear contacts.

I wear glasses.

I have braces.

I change my hair color often.

I have piercings.

I have small feet.

Relationships:

I’m in a relationship now.

I’m single.

I’m crushin’.

I’ve missed an ex before.

I’m always scared of being hurt.

I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.

I’ve been in love more than two times.

I believe in love at first sight.

Friendships:

I have a best friend.

I have at least ten REAL friends.

I’ve gotten a phone call in the last 48 hours from a friend.

I’ve beaten up a friend.

I’ve been in a serious fight with a friend.

I can trust at least five people with my life.

Experiences:

I’ve been on a plane.

I’ve taken a taxi.

I’ve taken a city bus.

I’ve taken a school bus.

I’ve made a speech.

I’ve been in some sort of club.

Music:

I listen to R&B.

I listen to pop.

I listen to techno.

I listen to rock.

I’m one of those people who play songs repeatedly

I download music.

I buy CD’s.

I listen to anything really.

Family Life:

I get along with both of my parents

My biological parents are still together.

I have at least one brother.

I’ve been kicked out of the house.

I’ve sworn at my parents.

I’ve made my parents cry.

I’ve lied to my parents.

I’ve lied to my parents about where I am.

I’ve lied to my parents about what I’m doing.

Hair:

I’ve had streaks.

I’ve cut my hair in the past year.

I’ve dyed my hair in the past year.

I’ve been blonde.

I’ve had black

I’ve been red.

I use conditioner.  

I’ve curled my hair.

I’ve straightened my hair.

Note - The italicized ones are things that kinda apply, but due to some lore or other circumstance its not as straight forward. (i.e. Her parents were together when her father was alive, but her mother has since then chosen another Nunh)

Taggersoned by - @thebeauregardbros (do more talk shows)

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[kxngandlxonheart]

Some information on Anathema and his body :o

- Anathema is intersex. This is because half of him, Anurakta, is AFAB. However, Anu felt more comfortabke presenting as male(ftm). Due to this, Anathema experienced dysphoria that felt as though it wasnt his own. The other half, Hafi, however, was AMAB. While he was cis, he did occasionally get dysphoria over his lower half. Because of this Anathema sometimes gets both a mix of euphoria and dysphoria towards his genitals that he feels isn't his own. Anathema as a whole is happy with his body, and doesn't see it as any different than anyone else's. Healthy bby boy :)

- To be more descriptive on that, Anathema has both a penis and a vagina. He also has a womb, and can reproduce.

- Anathema's breasts are slightly larger than the typical males, but not enough to be noticeable. He does lactate, so he would be able to nurse his own children.

- That speaking, Anathema does have twin babies. Theyre adorable. Anathema named them Tiny and Pinky. He's practically a child, leave him alone.

- Tiny has soft brown hair, and bright blue babie eyes. Theyre an adorable lil bby. Pinky has bright pink hair(yes, born with it..) and heterochromic eyes. One pink, one green.

- That reminds me that Anathema has heterochromia. One green, one soff blue.

- I think thats all? Okie. Bye bye :o

[squishymochisoo]

not him || brother’s best friend!minho

pairing : reader x lee minho (stray kids)

words : 1.3k

prompt : I think smth with Minho would be nice! Where both of you pine over each other and y/n thinks he's way out of her league and Minho thinks she's dating one of her friends (like Seungkwan? They're really close and full of pda but platonically) so aNGSTY PINING but everything works out in the end!!! (If you throw some "Minho oppa" on the middle I'll have a stroke but in the good way) Thank you, bubby! 💕

submitted by : @blacklioness15

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you looked at minho, his features even clearer as the light shined through the window and onto his face. minho was your brothers, chan’s best friend. but he hung out in the house often for you to be friends with him. chan was doing his business in the toilet.

you looked at minho not sure whether to ask him the question that’s been on your mind all day.

“so…” you started. minho glanced at you, raising an eyebrow, for a while before looking back at his phone.

“i saw you talking to hani” you chuckled forcefully acting happy for him.

“hmm yea, what about it” he asked monotonously.

“you know the both of you look together.” you managed to get out. your heart was racing, your mind was in a frenzy. ‘god damnit why’d you say that’. your mind instantly thought about what would happen. would he agree and ask her out tomorrow?

“erm, no thanks.” he said his face saying everything else.

“but isn’t she your style? she’s so nice, smart and just so perfect.” you sighed. “i wish I was like her.” you smiled sadly.

minho opened his mouth but before he could get anything out, chan came back in.

“aLRGIHT MANGO GAME ON!” he ran to the console and jumped on the seat next to you. you looked at him weirdly.

as the three of your hung out that day, all that was on your mind was how you would never had a chance with him. how’d you would never be like all of the girls he talks to. you’d never be as perfect as them.

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you laughed as you watched a video on your phone. it was your birthday and plans that you had with chan had to be cancelled as he got called back for his job he had at one of the restaurants nearby. although you never really cared about your birthday, it was kind of sad to spend it alone.

you were surprised when the doorbell rang. you scuffled to the front door where your best friend stood. you giggled as he struggled with the amount of food he carried.

“seungkwan? what are you even doing here?” your smile widening every second.

“nothing, just wanted to spend time with my favourite birthday girl!”

“i’m the only one you know who’s birthday is today” you chuckled.

“i know! that’s why your my favourite!” you pouted and helped him with the overflowing amounts of food he carried in his hands.

“COME ON TORTOISE, I WANNA WATCH RATATOUILLE”

“buT IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!” you whined at stared at him.

“fine what do you want to watch” he gestured at you.

“how about Mulan?”

“i love that movie but no” seungkwan poked you. you rolled your eyes playfully

“fine, just cause i love you.” the two of your snuggled on the sofa as the television played ratatouille.

the two has always been close, you didn’t know how it happened honestly. when chan found his own friends, you found yours too.

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your phone started ringing halfway through the movie,

“minho oppa? what’s up?” you answered his call surprised and confused.

“happy birthday little bunny!” you giggled as his calm voice echoed through the phone. your felt your cheeks getting hotter. before you could reply he hung up.

“so minho oppa eh?” seungkwan said from beside you.

“shut up” you hit suengkwan on hit shoulder as you snuggled into his chest and continued watching the movie.

~~~

you always left the door unlocked and minho, a frequent visitor knew that. he opened the door quietly hoping to surprise you on your special day. as he opened the door he hearder laughters and chatters.

“didn’t chan say y/n was going to be home alone?” minho thought to himself. minho shook the thoughts out of his head as he headed closer to the living room.

minho stared at the sofa, where you and seungkwan were cuddling and laughing. it took awhile for minho to register what he was seeing.

the both of you were cuddling. seungkwan’s arms literally wrapped around you. something minho wished he could do to you.

minho knew the two of you were so close like two peas jn a pod however, he was never sure if the two of your were together. of course, he wished with every ounce in his body that this wasn’t true.

but every time minho asked you about seungkwan, a smile would appear on your face as you go off talking about seungkwan.

his eyes narrowed in confusion.

“oppa! you’re here!” your voice snapped minho out of his thoughts. minho smiled at you and saw seungkwan nod in his direction.

“what are you even doing here?” you asked minho confused.

“well, i wanted to bring you out on your birthday since chan said you’d be home alone, but it seems you have company” his voice a little strained

“I’ll just got.” minho pointed to the door.

“no! you can stay and hang out with me and seungkwan. the more the merrier right?” minho nodded slowly. a part of him didn’t want to be around a couple especially if that couple wasn’t you and him. but a part of him wanted to stay just to be around you.

throughout the stay minho realized that the two of you never left each other’s side. of course you talked to him, but minho shifted himself to the furthest end of the sofa. the more minho looked that the both of you, the more annoyed he became.

 you noticed that he became distant.

“oppa, you hungry? do you want something to eat?” you ask and all you’d get back is a simple no. you were confused. his answers seemed so forceful.

the phone ring and you felt seungkwan move to pick up his phone.

“okay mom, bye” seungkwan looked at you.

“i have to go, my mom wants me to pick up some groceries for her.” he stood up and gave you a hug as he whispered to you.

“happy birthday bug, now go spend time with mr handsome.” he chuckled softly. you hit him on the chest and ushered him out. and to minho what he just saw with his own two eyes was beyond disgusting.

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when it was left with the two of you, minho still seemed out of it. he still gave short answers and ignored the life out of you when he could. the atmosphere turned tensed.

“what’s wrong with you??” you managed to get out when the atmosphere was too awkward for you to stand.

“what’s wrong with me?” minho sputtered out.

“yea you heard me right. you’ve been distant and it sounds like you’ve had enough of me or something!”

“sometimes i don’t understand you!” minho shouted back. you were confused.

“look. i didn’t ask you to be here. get out if you’d rather be somewhere else. i really don’t want to spend time with somebody that sounds like he’s being forced to hang out with me on my birthday.”

“you don’t get it!”

“then what? you don’t like seungkwan?” you asked rhetorically.

“yes!” your eyes furrowed in anger at his reply.

“he’s my best friend! what are you to me? you expect me to get rid of someone for you?” you scoffed.

“i just don’t want him to be so close to you.” he said softly. if that was meant for you to melt at his comment. he was wrong.

“why does that concern you? are you my father? my boyfriend? i don’t think so!” you were so filled with anger you didn’t realize minho stepping closer to you.

“what if i want to be your boyfriend?” his hot breath on your face. your eyes widened, is this real?

“then i guess that’s fine” you whispered back as minho closed the gap between the both of you, his lips on yours.

“what the fuck, i told you to spend time with her on her birthday not fucking kiss her” chan screamed from the front door.

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okie! let me know how this was? i don’t know if i like writing for requests now so i’m still thinking about this request thing. so yes! okay if i don’t even write for y’all you know why! i feel like it’s so hard to think about what and how to write unlike normally.