#playfull dress

[fumikomiyasaki]

Playful Dress Camilla

Voicelines under the cut:

Groovy: "To think I would perform like this... Don't get used to this, I have no interest in doing this more than necessary."

Set Home: "The others in dorm always say I am stiff. So what if I focus on whats important to me."

Home Idle 1: "I am not fond of Amusement parcs... when I was young... Phobetor wanted to always bring me to one but... I rather not think back to that time."

Home Idle 2: "I don't trust those two one bit, they must be having their own schemes... and I make sure to protect anyone when it comes to the worst."

Home Idle 3: "The Music is the only saving grace here... its somewhat calming to me..."

Home Login: "If we are genuine... some may even call me a puppet... I served my country in the past without questioning things twice... oh what we could have prevented..."

Home Idle Groovy: "Maybe I should get some cake after this... possibly they have sweets here I haven't tried yet."

Home Tap 1: "It was surprising how good Keres did on stage, they really did a far better job while I struggled... maybe I should learn such things in general to impress Riddle."

Home Tap 2: "I can't with Ace get up... its like he tried to upstage everyone... way too over the top. But at least he is giving our dorm some better attention this time so I let it slide."

Home Tap 3: "I was somewhat worried when I saw Melanie here... thinking maybe she gets wrapped into things she doesn't want but seeing her smile assured me she at least wasn't in trouble."

Home Tap 4: "I am glad Riddle isn't here... this chaos would not be good for him... i just hope to get the others back so we can tend to him instead."

Home Tap 5: "I did have a performance for march in the Kingdom as a kid... I did like the baton but... I feel better suited as a protector or bodyguard instead."

Home Tap Groovy: "I sure hope this Trip is over soon... and the Order comes back into the minds of the others. Rather than this messy chaos."

Mentions of Characters: Keres @terrovaniadorm , Melanie @twsted-princess ,

[soulren]

Go spend some time on male pattern baldness or male(AMAB) balding forums/subreddits and such. I did after realizing it is happening to me and the ammount of people who truly don't realize how BRUTALLY it tanks people's confidence and mental health is insane.

There's no cure to baldness by the way, and it can start at any time and there's no way to predict how fast or slow it will go. The only real working option is a daily pill that usually just halts it, but it can stop working or just slow it down or cause major side effects. To regrow you have to use a daily topical solution, or use a roller to wound your scalp. None of these are surefire by the way, and if you stop them you'll just lose your hair and whatever you regained. It's a daily involved thing that might not work and often at best just retains. The best drug, the one that occasionaly gives regrowth, also causes shedding at the start, and can have side effects from growing breasts to brain fog to EDsyfunction(sorry, censoring cause tumblr). Now, those are INCREDIBLY rare and almost never happen but it weighs heavily on the mind of those already spiraling.

But that's just background. What I'm here to talk about is the pure woe you'll see on those forums. People speak as though their lives are over, as though they've lost every chance of finding a woman(predominantly, there's a running idea in such places that women don't like bald men or like them less) or doing anything. You can read countless stories of people who describe that they no longer go outside, are now filled with anxiety and self-hate, have gone from extroverted to never showing their face. And some of these people are kids who lost their hair in high school or even before, or are holding as best they can to a very receded hairline and feel like there is nothing they can do.

And then there's something touched upon far less in those communities, but is important to bring up here; baldness and masculinity. There's the horror of knowing so much of society sees a bald guy as a very masculine guy, at seeing that the best advice for being hot and bald is "grow and beard and big muscles bro". Imagine now you're AMAB balding and nonbinary, or a trans woman who doesn't want to be on hormones.

Just genuinely take the time to look at those forums no matter who you are. Understand what these people go through, what I am currently going through. It is soul-crushing, spiraling, brutal. I have the dream of one day being like Brennan Lee Mulligan or Matt Mercer and starting to lose my hair made me feel like I could never. I felt like and still feel like I would have to be masculine, have to be a bro-y dude, have to look older than I was(I'm fuckin 22). It was the feeling that I could never dress feminine again, never present as a woman when I wanted to again, that I'd always be viewed as a bald guy before anything else.

This is an incredibly vulnerable post for me, and I hope it reaches you all as well in a kind and understanding mood. There's a tendency online for people to joke about baldness, to make fun of it, to treat it as a playfull silly thing but it fucking ruins lives, and it shouldn't. It happens to half the population's sort of bodies and very often. It should just be a neutral thing. You don't need long hair to be feminine, you don't need hair to be feminine. You don't need hair for anything. I guess I'm just saying in general that everyone should be kinder about balding, more understanding, and view it with as much import as they'd view the pixels between this sentence and the next. None at all, I mean.

And for those like me, very feminine guys who wanna keep that and don't want a beard and are terrified of balding, here's some names and I do hope others that see this will add more; Mr. Bruce (also in The Correspondents(band) Alex Ward in LA By Night Jason Carl in LA By Night Cecil Baldwin of Welcome To Night Vale Bob The Drag Queen RuPaul(in looks alone, I know about the whole fracking stuff but this post is about looks) tananasho on instagram Also your mannerisms and style of dress will convey femininity far more than your hair. Yea sure a front-on neutral shot of you may not and maybe you need makeup and stuff, and hell maybe a lot of people might reject you more but it'll just filter down to the people for you.

And to all you artists and writers and creatives; make more bald characters. Try it out. Feminine ones, masculine ones, all sorts. None of the copout nonhuman sort, just dudes and girls and mates and individuals who are all sorts of things and also bald. It might make a few of the people going through the various vortexes of pain that balding causes feel a bit better.

And to those noticing I did not adress female hair loss much here, that was intentional. I am AMAB and currently a nonbinary guy who goes by any pronouns but often likes to present as fem. I learned I was possibly losing my hair and lost two months of my life, no work or going or anything, to male hair loss forums and research and spiraling. Checking my hair twenty times a day, unable to sleep, unable to eat, unable to think. And my situation was NOT unique, but it also did not give me any experience or understanding of female hair loss and what AFAB people may go through with that, so I don't feel knowledgeable enough to speak on it. Also living with baldness WILL get easier and you will find something that works for it, by virtue of simply living with it. Things get easier with time.

[floralcyanide]

˚₊✩‧₊◜kinktober 2023! ―

― day one ⛧ cockwarming

Cillian Murphy x Reader

A routine Zoom call between you, Cillian, and his parents gets a little interesting.

warnings: smut, cockwarming, penetrative sex, semi-public sex, overstimulation, milking, unprotected sex

word count: 930

author's note: welcome to day one of kinktober! I'm so excited for this year and can't wait to write as much for this challenge as possible. I was going to have weeks planned out, but fell ill with pneumonia, so I'm two whole weeks behind. hopefully I'll complete the challenge! fingers crossed. if I don't, there's always next year! I hope everyone enjoys!! feedback is always appreciated (: (keep in mind most of the kinktober works will be short.)

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

When Cillian tells you to pull up your dress upon entering his office, you expect him to drop to his knees before you. Instead, he waves you over to where he’s sitting on his desk chair, motioning for you to sit on his lap. You look at him, confused for a moment, before doing as he wordlessly asked. You can feel Cillian fumble his hands behind you, his cold watch brushing against the warm skin of your tailbone that’s exposed from your lifted dress. You hear his zipper come undone, and that’s when you realize what he’s wanting. Cillian adjusts you on his lap so you’re hovering, and he aligns his length with your clothed entrance, teasing your clit through your underwear. He pushes the fabric to the side with his fingers, allowing his tip to brush against your wetness. You slowly push yourself onto him, and Cillian guides himself into you at a snail’s pace. You aren’t quite wet enough yet, so he takes his time. Once he’s wholly sheathed inside your warmth, Cillian grabs your hips so you can’t move.

“What are you doing?” you half laugh, half ask curiously.

“I want you to just sit here and be a good girl, alright?”

“That’s kind of hard with you inside me, Cill.”

“You can do it, baby. You’re so good for me.”

You shiver at his words as you watch him fiddle with his computer, opening Zoom. You gulp nervously and hope he isn’t about to have a sort of meeting while you’re warming his cock. You aren’t sure what you’d do if you had to act normal while Cillian’s thick, now-throbbing length is being squeezed by your walls. 

But something even worse happens- Cillian opens Zoom with his parents. You forgot it’s Sunday, which is the day he usually calls them. You gulp down your nervousness, trying to appear presentable.

“Oh, hi!” you grin at the sight of his mother popping up on the screen, trying not to react to how Cillian’s fingernails are digging into the delicate skin of where your hips meet your thighs.

“How are you, darling?” his mother asks sweetly.

Cillian thrusts into you, disguising it as a minor shifting in his chair, and you have to clear your throat to stifle a moan, “I’m well, thanks! And you?”

“Oh, we’re just fine,” CIllian’s father chimes in, “Taking good care of my son, I see?”

“Of course,” you nod your head, rubbing your palm along Cillian’s thigh out of sight, “He’s being a good boy as always.” you joke.

Cillian rolls his hips slowly, causing your hand to pause its movements and your nails to dig into his slacks. He then engages in conversation with his father as you maintain a healthy combo of eye contact with his parents and looking at Cillian behind you.

“Are you sitting on his lap, dear? Are there no chairs in his office?” Cillian’s mom asks out of the blue, a hint of teasing in her voice.

“Still no extra chairs or furniture in here,” you poke Cillian’s cheek, “I’ve been telling him ever since we moved in, Mrs. Murphy.”

“Stubborn old thing,” his mother scolds playfully, “A new home needs its furniture!”

You begin to feel restless on Cillian’s cock, wishing for nothing more than to fuck him senseless. You want to end the call, spin around, and bounce on him for hours. But of course, until he gives the word, you can’t move.

“Well, we were just checking in to see how you were doing. We best be headed off now; love you,” Cillian waves to his parents.

They wave back, bidding farewells before Cillian ends the call. Silence fills the room, and all that can be properly heard is the sound of your ragged breathing.

“Please,” you whimper, “Let me move.”

“Then move.”

You shakily raise your hips until Cillian is almost outside you before slamming back down, your thighs hitting his. He lets out a strangled moan, hands gripping your sides tightly. 

“I’ve been wanting to teach you a lesson,” Cillian says through gritted teeth, letting you slowly lift and lower yourself along his cock, “About patience.”

“Lesson learned, then,” you sigh, spinning around to face Cillian, “I hear you loud and clear.”

You grab his cheeks as you pick up your pace of bouncing on his length, gaining a nice and steady rhythm. Cillian looks at you with glazed-over eyes, his tongue darting from his mouth to run over his lips. 

“Was the lesson worth it? Or was the patience killing you more than me?” you smirk.

“I'm not sure. There were times I wanted to take you over the desk on the call.”

“Really?” you wonder, “Maybe next time.”

“Not when on the phone, though,” Cillian warns.

“Alright,” you sigh, swiveling your hips around as your orgasm creeps into your stomach.

“Gonna cum,” Cillian mumbles lazily, thrusting himself into you in time with your movements.

“Please do, I’ve been waiting,” you pout.

Cillian twitches inside you, spilling his seed deep inside your cunt as you ride through your own impending release. Cillian lets you fuck yourself as much as you please despite his overstimulation, letting you milk him as your walls clench from your orgasm. You stop moving, catching your breath as Cillian watches you compose yourself.

“Definitely worth the wait,” you gasp, pushing hair from your face.

“Agreed,” Cillian exhales, leaning back in his chair.

“Can I stay here, though?” 

“On me?”

“Yes.”

Cillian pauses, weighing the pros and cons of you warming him as he does some emailing, “Fine.”

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[pickingupmymercedes]

Your future was Ferrari - Part 1/?

Part 2

summary: She was finally making her dreams come true, but as the old saying goes "when it rains, it pours" and maybe the nudge Charles gave her might get her somewhere she would never find on her own.

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!

warnings: mild mature content, alchool consumption, mentions of sexual activies

Also, wrap it before you tap it

wordcount: +3K

a/n: It's my birthday!!! So, naturally you guys get something as a gift. This is my first ever series, and gosh, it's so hard to coordinate it. Also huge thanks to @mysticworks for the plot, I'm gonna milk this one.

As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!

MILD CONTENT UNDER, -18 PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

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The fireworks in the Abu Dhabi night sky painted the picture as the 2023 Formula 1 season came to an end. The Yas Marina Circuit buzzed with activity as teams packed up and exchanged congratulations and goodbyes. Amidst the hustle and bustle, the end-of-season official celebration promised a night to celebrate the ending and the beginnings of cycles.

As you stood at the entrance to the lavish venue, your heart pounded with excitement and nerves. You tried smoothing down your pants but the wrinkles kept showing up, almost as if to annoy you, a touch of nervousness fluttering in your stomach as you whispered to yourself, “I do not belong in this type of party.” But this wasn't just any celebration; it was the culmination of a year's hard work and dedication. And tonight, you had an added reason to celebrate – you were finally moving to Ferrari, after years of dedication, fulfilling yours and your father’s dream in the red team.

Stepping foot in the main event’s room, your eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face. Just when you started having second guesses, you saw him – Charles Leclerc, an old friend and colleague from your days at Alpha Romeo. A smile spread across your face as his eyes met yours in the crowd and he motioned for you to come closer.

"Charles!" your voice filled with warmth and a hint of relief at finding someone familiar.

“You made it!" He answered, pulling you into a tight hug. "I knew you wouldn't miss this."

You laughed, now finally breathing in a bit calmer. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."

As you made your way into the party, Charles filled you in with stories from the season and introduced you to everyone he could find dressed in red. The atmosphere was electric, filled with laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses.

A few drinks in, Charles grinned mischievously at you. "I dare you to go and hit on Lewis."

Your eyes widened in surprise. "You must be joking?" Charles grin only widening. "Come on, it'll be fun, you’ve had the biggest crush on him since forever, give it a go!"

You were high, so incredibly high at that point, much like everyone else in that club. But one very clear thought took over: Lewis didn’t know you and besides, what was the worst it could happen, a rejection?!

So, taking a deep breath and fueling a mix of “screw it” and liquid courage, you approached Lewis Hamilton, a god to the sport you loved so dearly.

"Hi, are you really a race car driver? You’ve been driving me crazy all night" you said, extending your hand with a playful smile.

"Okay, that was actually a good one. I'm Lewis," he replied, handing out his hand for you to shake with a smile that made your heart skip a beat.

“Was it?” You bursted with laughter, clearly amazed he was actually charmed by your cheesy pickup line.

“That, and you’re really hot, miss…?” His intense gaze on you as his hands reached to touch your waist just so slightly, almost as if asking for your name was actually him asking for permission to touch you.

“Oh right, I’m y/n”

“Would you give me the honor of dancing with you?”

“Can’t really say no to a sir, can I?!” the playfull banter you intended igniting something is his eyes that you almost didn’t catch, but that changed the relaxed energy between you two.

As you danced with and around Lewis, you two continued to charm each other, the connection between you undeniable, and the chemistry palpable, but still, only touches were really there. You were hyper aware of his hands dancing across your body but not once did he motioned to bring his lips anywhere near you.

In those hours you never once talked about Formula 1, notreally interested in that part of him anyway, you wanted to get to know the person behind all the success, not the figure the world got to see weekend in and out.

“I need to go in a few minutes, but hm... would you like to go on a date with me, tomorrow afternoon? I promise to surprise you” His question caught you by surprise, he didn’t really show any interest in seeing you privately, at least not in the way you thought he would, but the gleam in his big dark eyes made it impossible for you to deny him.

“I’d love to” You moved to get your phone so he could put his number but he stopped dead “I don’t do phone number, love. Let me get you to your hotel tonight, I’ll be sure to pick you tomorrow”

You hesitated for a moment, secrecy a huge red flag for you, but then again, it wasn’t anyone, it was Lewis and he had every reason under the sun to be like that.

So, you got into the Mercedes waiting for him at the back entrance, his friends in a different car already heading to their own hotel, just you, him and the crazy tension that could be cut with a knife between the two of you.

“Be ready by 16:00, wear something light.”

“Where are you taking me, Lewis?”

“I do hope you’re just as courageous as you were approaching me today” And with that he left a soft kiss to your temple before you could even think about an answer. Getting out of car without really understanding where you had gotten yourself into.

The anticipation was palpable as you waited in the lobby of your hotel. Your heart raced with a blend of excitement and nervous energy, each passing second amplifying your anticipation. The surroundings of the hotel lobby seemed oddly out of place with the adventure that Lewis had promised you. The juxtaposition was not lost on you – here you were, waiting to be picked up by a global superstar, for an adventure you knew nothing about in a fancy lobby of a hotel in Abu Dhabi.

When Lewis pulled up, driving himself, clad in shorts and a t-shirt, the surreal nature of the situation hit you even harder. The sight of him, so casually dressed and behind the wheel, added a layer of authenticity that momentarily caught you off guard. This wasn't the man the world knew; this was Lewis, the person, taking a genuine interest in sharing an adventure with you.

"Hey, ready for this?" Lewis greeted you with a warm smile as you climbed into the car.

"Still don’t know what for, but let’s do this" you replied, trying to mask your excitement with casual ease, earning a chuckle from him.

As Lewis maneuvered through the streets, he made small talk in an attempt to break the mounting tension. His easygoing demeanor and genuine interest in getting to know you better were both disarming and endearing. You found yourself gradually relaxing, the initial awkwardness dissipating with each passing moment.

"So, have you ever done anything like this before?" Lewis asked, casting a sideways glance at you.

"Getting into a date I know nothing about, with a dude that could be potently trying to kidnap me?! Nah, this will be my first time" you mused, seeing how his features lightened the more you opened up.

A thoughtful pause followed before Lewis blurted out "I thought skydiving would be fun."

Your heart leapt with joy at his words. The exhilaration you had been feeling was now tinged with elation. Skydiving had always been on your bucket list, a dream you had yet to fulfill. And here was Lewis, suggesting it as if he had read your mind.

"No way? I've always wanted to try skydiving!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your excitement any longer.

Lewis grinned, his eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief, excitement and relief "Well then, today's your lucky day."

Upon arriving at the skydiving center, the adrenaline was palpable. The vibrant energy of the place was contagious, and the sight of the vast blue sky served as a stark reminder of the adventure that lay ahead. Lewis led you towards the instructor who would guide you through the process.

"Alright, let's get you geared up," the instructor began, laying out the parachute and harness. He proceeded to give you a detailed briefing on safety protocols and what to expect during the jump. As the instructor demonstrated the proper techniques and emphasized safety precautions, you couldn't help but feel nervousness. Lewis, ever attentive, kept casting side glances your way, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity.

Just before gearing up, Lewis pulled you aside, his gaze locking onto yours. "Are you okay with this? Are you still excited?" his genuine concern evident in his voice. However, you couldn't contain your excitement, a wide grin spreading across your face as you reassured him "Absolutely! I can't wait!"

Lewis smiled; his relief palpable. "Alright, let's do this." With a final check of the equipment and a nod of approval from the instructor, you and Lewis found yourselves boarding the plane. The anticipation built with each passing moment as the plane ascended, the ground below becoming increasingly distant.

As you reached the desired altitude the plane's door opened, revealing the vast expanse of the sky below. The rush of wind and the sheer height were both exhilarating and intimidating. Locked in tandem with your instructor and Lewis paired with his, you prepared to take the leap. And then the world around you turned into a blur of colors and sensations. The initial rush was overwhelming, but as you acclimated to the sensation of freefalling, a profound realization began to form in the back of your mind.

Upon landing safely back on solid ground, a brief silence enveloped you. The gravity of the experience left you momentarily speechless, lost in thought. Noticing your quiet demeanor, Lewis approached you, his concern evident. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked softly.

"It was... intense. I'm still processing it." You hesitated, trying to find the right words. Lewis nodded, sensing there was more you weren't sharing. "Is everything okay? You seem a bit lost in thought."

At first, you brushed off his concern with a simple, "It's nothing." But Lewis, ever perceptive, gently pressed on as you got back to the car, his hands reaching for yours encouraging you to open up. Taking a deep breath, you finally confessed, "The jump made me question how little humankind really was, how vast and boundless the world truly is."

A smile spread across Lewis's face, his features almost successfully hiding the happiness that you had gotten the point he tried to show everyone "It has a way of putting things into perspective, doesn't it?"

The drive back to your hotel was quiet, the tension palpable in the confined space of the car. The city lights began to paint fleeting shadows across Lewis's face as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow. His tattooed hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his focus split between the road ahead and fleeting glances in your direction.

"Would you like to grab something to eat? I don't want to let you go just yet," Lewis ventured, his voice laced with a subtle reluctance, yet an underlying desire.

Your eyes met his, a playful glint shimmering in your gaze as you assessed the situation. His profile, illuminated by the soft dashboard light, was a stark reminder of his reputation and allure.

"Sure, where to, then?" you replied, your voice light and teasing, yet laced with a hint of challenge.

Lewis chuckled, his lips curling into a knowing smile, the glint in his eyes intensifying. "It’s gonna sound so pretentious, but my hotel has this amazing pasta."

A soft laugh escaped your lips as you leaned back, the thrill of the moment coursing through your veins. Of course, that's where the evening was headed. He was Lewis Hamilton, after all, a man known for his lavish tastes and adventurous spirit. You'd heard the stories, the tales of his countless escapades and magnetic allure. You were just another name on his list, a fleeting encounter in the grand tapestry of his life.

Yet, as the playful banter continued, a sense of pride and daring took hold. If you were destined to be just a footnote in his story, why not make it memorable? Why not enjoy the moment and embrace the excitement?

"It sounds as indulgent as you think, but I'd love to spend a bit more time with you," you replied, your voice dripping with playful mischief. Your fingers reached out, brushing against his hand that rested on the console between you, feeling the warmth and strength of his grip, a silent acknowledgment of the mutual attraction and intrigue that simmered beneath the surface.

As Lewis parked the car and led you towards his suite, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. The soft lighting and luxurious rooms added to the intensity of the moment, casting a romantic glow that heightened your senses.

Once in his suite, Lewis turned to face you, his eyes searching yours with a mix of desire and uncertainty. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I want to make sure you're comfortable."

Your heart raced as you met his gaze, captivated by the sincerity and respect in his eyes. Despite the playful banter, daring adventure and certainty you held that you were a hook up, Lewis's concern for your well-being was there and it shocked you for a bit.

With a shy smile, you nodded, your voice steady yet filled with anticipation. "Yes, I'm sure," you replied, your words also echoing the desire you felt. The tension was palpable as Lewis leaned in, closing the distance between you. The world around fading as his lips met yours. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer so you could really feel him.

The sensation of his lips against yours sent shivers down your spine, the chemistry between you undeniable. The intensity of the kiss deepened, the boundaries between playful banter and genuine connection blurring as you both surrendered to whatever it was that made him so incredibly irresistible.

As you both pulled apart, catching your breath from the intensity of the moment, a playful smirk crossed your lips, a thought crossing your mind.

"Do you have a condom?" you asked, your voice filled with anticipation. Lewis's eyes widened slightly at your forwardness, a hint of surprise flashing across his face before a confident grin replaced it. Without a word, he reached for his pack on his backpack, pulling out a condom and holding it up for you to see.

"Of course, you'd have packs with you," you mused, your voice dripping with playful mischief and a hint of mistrust. The allure of the moment, the intensity of the connection, and the thrill of the unexpected encounter had led you both to this point, and you, for sure, wouldn’t turn back now.

Before you could say another word, Lewis silenced you with another passionate kiss, the intensity of the moment deepening as he pulled you close. His hands found their way to your waist, lifting you effortlessly and carrying you towards the bed. The soft fabric of the sheets beneath you, the warmth of Lewis's embrace, and the intimacy of the moment combined to create a sense desire that was intoxicating.

He was going to be yours, if only for one night. And in that moment, there was nothing more you could wish for.

As the first light of dawn hit the curtains, the sound of running water from the shower echoed in the room. The luxurious suite was bathed in a soft glow, the remnants of past night still lingering in the air. You stirred from your sleep, the sheets tangled around you, Lewis's scent lingering on every fabric, surface and memory. The night before played in your mind, a mix of passion, connection, and lust that had led to a whirlwind of emotions.

With a sigh, you sat up, the reality of the situation settling in. You knew that this was a fling, a one-night stand. Despite the intensity and allure of the shared moments, you were aware of the nature of what had happened.

Gathering your belongings quietly, you moved with ease, ensuring that nothing was left behind. The weight of the morning, filled with the silence and anticipation of how you were about to leave, added to the bittersweet nature of the encounter.

As you slipped out of the room, the sound of the shower continued, the steam and warmth of the bathroom contrasting with the cool, early morning air. The suite was filled with what if’s and wishes, mostly yours, mainly yours. The thrown-out pieces of clothing a reminder of something you were meant to never see again.

With a final glance back, you stepped out into the hallway, the memories of the shared moments and the intensity of the connection lingering in your mind as you closed the door behind you. You brushed those feelings aside though, telling yourself that this was for the best. You had to protect your heart, guard against any attachment. After all, Lewis Hamilton was Lewis Hamilton, a superstar in the world of Formula 1. And you were just an engineer, living out your dream but still feeling out of your league.

Surely, it meant nothing for Lewis and you would probably never see him again. Your future was at Ferrari, somewhere he would never step foot in.

Or would he?!

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[mari-lair]

This spiraled out of control so I apologize in advance if you wanted something goofy, I must hit you with a brief analysis of Hanako's gender bend chapter before we get to the silly headcanons.

(heads up: I'll refer to girl Hanako as 'he' since he didn't seem bothered by Nene calling his girl form 'Hanako-kun', but if there are any hints I missed that genderbend Hanako prefers to use she/her I'll correct the pronouns.)

When Hanako is turned into a girl he lists things that only girls can do, and the chapter ends with him trying to seduce Kou, so that's something Hanako would consider off-limits normally.

Hanako's reaction reflects that, clearly flustered considering his heavy blush, but also unsure. Sweating. Out of his comfort zone.

It's interesting, cause being touchy and flirty is Hanako's comfort zone, he tends to exude a playful energy even when he barely knows the person: Be it girls or boys.

Yet flirting with Kou made him nervous?

Yes, because he isn't being touchy in a playfull way, he is explicitly tying his clinginess to the idea of attraction here, something he only ever does with girls. All his pervert gags are about girls, the idea he can be attracted to guys in that way is something he seemingly doesn't think about. Or if he does, he doesn't allow himself to express it.

Not as Hanako-kun, the boy, anyways.

I have never seen Hanako jump into someone's arms until he was turned into a girl. Even with Kou, he does his usual "I'll hug you from behind, sit on your shoulders, hug you from above, have you in my hold." approach to get his attention, which is a less stereotypical feminine way of being clingy than jumping in someone's arms.

So Hanako, who has somewhat of a 1960 mentality, seems to only let himself explicitly flirt with a guy when he hides behind a girly persona.

Just like he hides his vulnerability with a playful persona because a part of him genuinely loves teasing and being mischievous, he genuinely enjoys being a girl and doing things "only girls can do".

Dressing up is something he claims to not personally like, that he is 'just kidding', or that it isn't his really for him, but his behavior contradicts that. He wants to show off his new hairstyle with a big smile and a blush, not showing any distress at the gender or wardrope change.

He likely thought about styling up way before his girl transformation, considering we see him be "playful" in chapter 30, wanting Nene to paint his nails.

Maybe he wants to be cute? Cause "Cute" is a word girl Hanako uses a lot in the spin-off. He is constantly asking for reassurance that he is cute. And it is implied that what caught his attention and convinced him to let Nene dress him up was her saying it would make him 'cute'.

He wants to be a cute girl.

Not a sexy girl.

What does he always use to tease Kou? Indecent and lewd comments. He has a pervy humor that he didn't lose as a girl.

But despite the golden opportunity, it doesn't even cross his mind to tease Kou. He just asks Kou if he is cute, something that is personally important to Hanako.

The vastly different vibes between how he asks his dear assistant if he is cute (confident, excited, playful enough to go 'teehee') and how he asks the kid (nervous, flustered, dialogue full of '...' in it) is why I believe that on top of wanting the reassurance that he is a cute girl, Hanako also genuinely wants Kou to be attracted to his girl form.

He gets emo that he isn't Kou's type, not that he isn't cute. He explicitly says "I got rejected" So he was, even if subconsciously, serious in his seduction attempt.

Hanako is attached to Kou, but when he is a boy we don't get any heavy hints that Hanako wants to be seen as desirable by him. If he thought about flirting with Kou as a boy, (He sure was eager to jump in Kou's arms and play with his hair?? He play with Kou's hair! Wow...) he didn't show.

The closest we get is the promo art where Kou and Hanako are looking as far away from each other as possible and shifting in place, restless (either from anxiety or excitement). This is only noteworthy cause it is the first Valentine's Day art Aidairo posted.

And the way Hanako blushes, with little hearts, at the idea of biting Kou when he is zombified. (amyythestarry2's post was what made me aware of this scene, link: Here.)

If there are more moments I forgot, please let me know! But regardless of how he perceives Kou, we can say gender has an effect on how Hanako interacts with people. So it's hard to have a solid idea of how he would react if Kou turned into a girl.

You did ask for my opinion on it though, so below are my favorite headcanons!

I am a firm believer that Kou would not be a very feminine girl. He has a complex from getting the "mom role" at home and he wants to be "dependable, strong, and manly" so he would try to be as brash, 'tough', and boyish, as usual, occasionally switching to being self-conscious and mortified.

I can't see him wanting to wear dresses to fit his girl body, considering Mitsuba's loud displeasure didn't make him even consider taking his earring off and Kou isn't super into conforming anyways, he climb rooftops and scream at "air" so much he has a reputation in school, so it all boils down to personal preference and this official art shows how uncomfortable Kou looks compared to Hanako in a skirt/dress (is Kou crying here?? help-)

Just cause Kou isn't being cute doesn't change that being gender-bend would destroy the "Kou is a boy, and boys don't flirt with boys" box Hanako had trapped himself in.

For as much as Kou will express that he still wants to be treated as a boy, and Hanako doesn't make fun of things the kid is genuinely bothered by unprompted, it's... hard to pretend nothing has changed.

Baggy uniforms aside, Kou being a girl is still super feminine compared to usual, when Hanako playfully pokes Kou's cheek, he'll notice it's rounder now, he'll play with his longer hair with curiosity, and a tiny blush, notices Kou may still swing his raiteijou like a fighter but he got delicate hands now (we both know how different girls and boys hands are drawn in this manga, and Hanako like hands iughuyg) he got boobs too, Hanako is a 1960s pre-teen in his approach to attraction/sexuality, he will not be able to stay chill if girl Kou put him in a headlock for saying some dumb shit.

So Hanako goes in full '??' and '!!!' mode while trying to act normal, until he hits the same conclusion of "Wait, why am I panicking? I can flirt with the kid now! I can flirt with girls!!" and hides behind his playful persona to the max.

And since flirting with girls is something he is more used to, he will be more confused by how he feels when he wraps his arms around Kou in this new context, but also less nervous. Kou doesn't really take him too seriously though. "hanako is being clingy and playful and annoying." kind of dismissal.

When Nene shows up and tells Kou he should wear a girl's uniform, Kou will eventually cave in, cause he can't say no to Nene when she is genuinely so happy and eager to dress him up! He is more awkward and shy in a dress, his caring side also shine with Nene.

Kou is super sweet with Nene, when she cries that Kou has slender legs as a girl, Kou will reassure her that Nene is the one super cute.

That's the kind of girl Hanako likes on a very superficial level: feminine girls. Sweet girls.

And he already likes Kou as a boy, so this mix of different attractions to his caring side and his boyish attitude will make him want to explode. Hanako is full on ba-dum ba-dum mode and he have no idea what to do about it.

Think of this scene where Nene dresses up and the change in her appearance flusters him so much he gets overwhelmed and confused. He doesn't know what to do when he thinks she is being cuter than normal, so he defaults to making fun of her with something he finds attractive (her chunky legs) but knows she personally hates it.

Any confusion that comes with being flustered would increase tenfold with Kou cause he is aware Kou looks like a cute girl but he is not? Like he is, currently, but he is also attracted to Kou's normal attitude? His wide smiles, his goofy attitude, is all the same, and he always found it kind of endearing before, but is so cute now?? Attractive??

So what does he do? Act like an asshole to protect himself, just poke at his insecurities to hide how much Kou affects him, only to go to far and feel awful about it when Kou is visibly upset by it.

it would be one messy event.

[writing0305]

For Butcher F reader with Butcher prompt angst 37 maybe they have to go undercover as a couple and a guy flirts with reader and Butcher is not happy about it.

My date.

Pairing: Billy Butcher x F!Reader.

Summary: You and Butcher go undercover together as a couple to get dirt intell on Vought and supes. When one man flirts with you, feelings between you and Butcher come to light.

Warning: Heavy swearing. That's it, I think?

Prompt: Angst.

- 37. "She's my date. Fuck off."

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Thank you so much fo this request!! Honestly speaking, don't think I did it justice but I wrote this at the crack of dawn....

Most of your job in The Boys, entailed going unercover and getting information. You blended well into any crowd and rarely ever drawed attention to yourself. You were confidant enough to look like you belonged anywhere.

That’s why you were paired with Butcher for an undercover job. You two often did undercover work together, as you two were the best at it and managed to keep your cool in any situation. But this job would be different from every other one you’ve done together.For the first time ever, you had to go undercover as a couple. You two had to pretend to be a wealthy couple as you infiltraited a Vought charity ball.

You were abseloutly fucking nervous. Not because you had to do an undercover mission, but because you had to pretend someone you very much liked, was your boyfriend for the evening. For as long as you were part of the boys, you liked Butcher. There was something about the man that made you completely swoon.

But you never once acted on those feelings, not knowing if they would ever be resipricoated. While you two were close, closer than he was with most people, Butcher was still hard for you to read. His emotions were closed off most of the times. While you two were friendly, you had not a single clue if he liked you or not.

You were currently sitting in the smalll seating area of the basement you currently lived in. It was one of the many, many perks of being with the boys. Living in shitty places no one could find you. You were counting down the minutes till you had to start getting ready, in the meantime, just midnlessly scrolling through your phone.

The door to the basement opened and Butcher stepped down, looking around the mostly empty space untill his gaze found you on the couch. You looked up and offered him a smile as he approached you. “Right, you ready for tonight?” He asked as he raised his eyebrows at you.

You hummed as you pursed your lips. “Well, as ready as I can be for infiltrating a supe charity ball.” I muttered softly as I set my phone aside. “You know, you’d think they’d have enough fucking money by now.” You said with a roll of your eyes

Butcher grunted in agreement as he sat down beside you “Yeah the greedy cunts ain’t ever have enough.” He uttered as he threw his arm over the back of the couch, right behind your head.

You hummed and nodded, pulling your knees up to your chest. “I got you a suit.” You informed him. “It’s on your bed.” You said as you nodded your head in the direction of the room he shared with MM.

“You get me a fancy tie?” He asked as he quirked an eyebrow, listing his hand to his neck and make the motion of someone fixing their tie.

A smile tugged at your lips as you let a small chuckle slip. “Yes.” You confirmed with anod of your head as you got up to your feet and turned to face him.  “A red one, to match my dress.” You informed him with a cheeky smile.

“You going in red, eh?”He asked as he raised his eyebrows and his head tilted to the side. His eyes drifted over your body, imagining you in a red dress.  “Do I get so see the dress?” He asked as his eyes flicked up to meet yours.

“Yeah, tonight.” You replied with a playfull roll of your eyes and a small smile tugging at your lips. “I’m gonna go get ready.” You said before walking off to the room you shared with Kimiko. You spent a few hours doing your hair and makeup and dressing in your sily red slip dress that had thin straps and a low neck line. It was classy but still sexy.

You sat on theedge of your bed, slipping on your red silletos heels. “Y/n, you ready?” Butcher called out as his heavy footsteps approached your room and the door swung open. You stood up, fxing the floor length dress as you looked at the man. He stood at the door, eyes drifting over you from head to toe. “Bloody hell…” He uttered softly.

Your lips parted and eyes ever so slightly widened as you stared back at him, something inside your chest fluttering at his reaction. “Is that a good bloody hell?” You asked softly as your head tilted to the side.

Butcher took a second to silently apprecaite you a little longer before nodding his head. “Yes.” He replied confidently as he met your gaze. He was already dressed in the black suit you had picked out for him, his red tie laying over his shoulders. “Can you help me with this piece of fuckin’ shit?” He asked as he tugged at one side of the tie.

Butcher stepped closer towards you and you reached out, taking his tie in your hands and tieing it neatly for him. You kept your eyes focused on the red fabric in your hands but you were still more than aware of Butcher staring down at you.

”You can’t tie a tie?”You asked as your eyebrows furrowed and your head tilted to the side again. He replied with a deep sigh and a roll of his eyes that made a smile tugg at your lips. “Come here.” You insisted as you waved him closer with your hand.

His gaze radiated warmth off you and made something inside your chest flutter once again. Being this close to Butcher always made you feel some type of way and having stare down at you with such intesity as he did, only made it worse for you.

After his tie was fixed, the two of you went to the big charity ball held in Vought’s building. You were immedaitly on edge, being surrounded by so many supes. But you kept your face nuatrale as you steeped through the large doors, hooking your arm in with Butcher’s. You held a purse in one hand, that had a small tape recorder inside, to record every last word spoken for the night.

“Right, stay close.” He muttered softly to you, his gaze drifting over the growds of people inside the building, all dressed to the nines. “And remember, we’re only here to see if we can get some dirt on any high ranking member of Vought.” He reminded you.

“Yeah.” You nodded in understanding as you turned your head to glance at him. “Don’t tell me.” You said with a shake of your head as a small smile tugged at your lips and he quirked an eyebrow. “It’s your missions that always get blown, not mine.” You teased as you bumped his shoulder.

Butcher had managed to blow a few of his covers when going undercover. While you had a perfect track record when it came to your work. That was one of the few reasons you two were pared togeter on these jobs. Butcher was more aware of everything when you were around and didn’t run the risk of blowing his cover and potentionally getting you hurt.

You two walked around the party, arms hooked together and eyes scanning for potentoinal targets. Butcher subtly tapped your arm and when you glanced at him, you saw his gaze elsewhere. You followed his gaze, looking only long enough to see who he was staring at.

“That’s Madelyn Stillwell.” He muttered softly, reffering to the blonde woman standing by the bar. His gaze diverted from her. “Uptight fuck that one.” He uttered as he met your gaze and you stiffled a chuckle.

“Maybe we should go get a drink.” You suggested with raised eyebrows and he nodded in agreement. You walked arm in arm towards the bar, neither of you looking in Madelyn Stillwell’s direction. When you reached the bar, you stood close enough to hear her conversation with a high ranking seargeant of the US millitary.

You had your back turned to them as you leaned against the bar, but when Butcher turned to face you, he had a ful view of them.He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he offered you a smile. “What do you want, luv?” He asked sweetly.

You stared up at him, for a split second you were completely taken aback but his touch and sweet endearing tone of voice. You gulped as you remdinded yourself of the roles you were playing. You returned his smile and wrapped on arm around his shoulders while placing a hand on his chest. “Champagne.” You replied and he ordered a champagnae and a whiskey as you placed your bag on the bartop.

You were idly sipping on your champagne as you listened to Madelyn Stillwell ranting about all the perks of having supes in the millitary. Supes in the millitary was a therrifying thought to have, and you were thankful that the sergeant didn’t seem to be on the same page as Madelyn.

“Come here.”Butcher muttered under his breath as he set aside his whiskey glass and pulled you even closer to him. He brushed a few starnds off your hair behind your ear and placed a soft kiss to the crook of your neck, subtly staring at Madelyn and the sergeant over your shoulder.

Your eyes widened at the feeling of his lips on your skin. “What are you doing?” You asked in a hushed tone as you placed a hand on his bicep.

Butcher grunted as he slightly turned his head to look down at you, his face barely mere inches away from your own face. “No one will expect the honry fucks to listen in on private conversations.” He replied as his gaze flicked around the part, searching for anyone looking at you guys.

You sighed softly as you slowly shook your head, staring up at him. “No one will expect people to show this much PDA in public.” You muttered softly.

“We’re here for the free booz, not to be fuckin’ classy.” He replied before pulling you flushed against his chest, resting his chin on top of your head as he held you close for a second. His gaze as turned towards Madelyn enough so that it didn’t look like he was staring but so that he could still see he rin his phyerphial vision. You were almost tense as he played with the strpas of your dress, trying to look an overly affectionate boyfriend. When Madelyn’s cversation with the seargent wrapped up, Butcher slightly pulled back to look down at you. “They want to let fuckin’s supes into the millitary.”

You took a deep breath, pursing you lips as you stared up at him. “They let Mr. America into the millatary no one is going to be able to fucking stop him.” You muttered softly, reffering to Homelander.

Butcher grunted in agreemnt. “Like taken a wild dog off the fuckin’ leash.”  He spat as his jaw clenched and he shook his head. He reached out for his glass of whiskey, gulping it down in one go before slamming the glass down on the bar and pulling away from you.

Your eyebrows furrowed as he turned around to walk away. “Where are you going?” You asked as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Gonna takke a piss.” He replied as he truned back around to face you. He took hold of your arms and nudged you to sit down on one of the bar stools. “Stay right here.” He ordered. “Any fucks that will give us any information will be the drunk fucks.” He uttered before turning around again and walking off.

You sighed softly and ordered another glass of champagne. You listened in on all the conversations around you as you sipped on your chamapagne. Nothing of importance came up. As you idly sipped on your wine, eyes drifting over all the people, a man approached you.

He was tall and lean with redish hair neatly combed to the side. He was handsome but he had an air of arogance surrounding him that you could pick up on before he even uttered a word to you. His shoulder brushed against yours as he leaned with his arms against the bar. “Hi.” He greeted as he flashed you a smile. “Can I get you a drink?”

“No, I already have one.” You replied as you pursed your lips, picking up your champagne glass and taking a few sips as you stared ahead of yourself. Your nostrils nearly began to burn at the man’s strong cologne invading your space.

He chuckled softly as he glanced at your glass before nodding his head. “Well can I get you another one?” He asked as his head cocked to the side.

“No.” You replied curtly with a shake of your head, still not sparing the man even a single glance as you took a few more sips of your chamapnge.

Your attitude didn’t send the man the hint as he leaned a little closer to you. “Hey sweetheart, just trying to be nice here.” He said defensively as he shook his head.

Your gaze shot towards him as your jaw clenched. “I’m not, so fuck off.” You muttered in a low voice as you glared at him, your eyes squinting.

He gave you a side grin as he rolled his eyes. Then his gaze drifted over you. And unlike Butcher’s gaze on you, this man’s gaze made you shudder in disgust. “I haven’t seen you around, who are you?” He asked curouisly as his head tilted to the side.

Heavy footsepts approached and stopped behind the red headed man. “She's my date.” Butcher’s gruff voice called out. The man arrogantly turned around and you could almost see the snarky comment ready to roll of his tongue. Untill his gaze landed on Butcher and his face fell. “Fuck off.” Butcher ordered as he nodded his head in no spesific direction.

The man gulped down a lump forming in the back of his throat before he walked off. You watched him go for a second before turning to Butcher. You noticed him glaring at the man’s back. “What was that?” You asked as you quirked an eyebrow.

Butcher’s jaw clenched when he forced his gaze to divert from the man, but his gaze never met yours. He turned to the bar and orderd himself another whiskey. “Don’t know what ya talkin about luv.” He muttered as he crossed his arms over the bartop, his biceps buldging in his suit.

“Yeah, you do.” You argued with a nod of your head as you stared at him. “You just snapped at that guy.” You muttered, your head tilting to the side as your gaze darted around the side of Butcher’s face, searching for a reaction.

He inhaled sharply. “Well I can’t just leave him to flirt with my fuckin’ date.” He muttered in a low voice, gulping his whiskey down when he received it. You flinched at the sound of his empty glass being slammed back down on the table.

Something inside your chest fluttered at his words. You had to remind yourself you were on a mission, and you both needed to play your parts. You convinced yourself he just didn’t want anyone to doubt you two being there as a couple if you both allowed another man to flirt openly with you.

Your tongue pushed around the inside of your cheek as your gaze diverted down to the bartop. “You’re taking this mission very serouisly.” You commented as you swirled around what was left of your chamapgne.

Butcher was silent for a second, turning his head to look at you as you finished the last of your chamapagne. “It ain’t the mission, luv.” He said with a slow shake of his head. “It’s you.” He informed you and you froze for a second, holding the last of your champagne in your mouth for a long second before forcing yourself to slowly swallow.

You slowly set the glass down before turning to look at Butcher, eyebrows furrowing deeply. “Me?” You repeated in confusion and the flutter in your chest was back again.

“I can’t let every fucker in here flirt with you.”He gritted out as he shook his head again before reacheding out, tugging a strand of hair behind your ear before cupping your cheek. “I’d rather rip their bloody heads off.” He told you in the softest voice.

Your heart clenched inside your chest as you stared up at him. Your lips parted and for a second you struggled to say anything. You shook your head, offering him a small smile. “Well you don’t have to worry about a single one of them.” You assured and Butcher pulled your face closer as he leaned down, pressing a firm kiss to your lips.

Your breath was nearly knocked away as you immedaitly responded to the kiss, slowly kissing back as you squeezed your eyes shut. When he pulled away from the kiss, he rested his forhead against yours. Your eyes remained closed and you pursed your lips to fight back your girly smile.

You pulled away from him, eyes fluttering open and meeting his. He gave you a lopsided smirk as his thumb brushed across your cheek. “Let’s finish this mission so that I can get you home.”He insisted and you let your smile slip out as you chuckled softly. Nothing in his tone of voice indicated that he was taking you home to have a nice relaxing evening.You got up from the barstool, grabbed your bag and hooked your arm in with his again, your smile remained on your lips.  “Can’t believe people are actually shoving more money up these cunt’s asses.” Butcher commented when he saw someone pulle out a checkbook.

You hummed softly as you nodded your head. “They think it’s for a good cause.” You replied as you shrugged your shoulders.

He scoffed softly as he rolled his eyes. “Yeah well, let’s get some proof that it ain’t for a good cause.” He replied as he walked you around the party. Your steps were slow enough to catch the conversations around you.

You were passing the big fishtank when you heard two members of The Seven talking. A-train and The Deep. “Man I can’t wait for my cut of this money.” A-train boosted and you shared a look with Butcher as you two stopped by the fish tank, eyes drifting over the colorful fish swining around. “I’ve been thinking of getting a hottub build into my place.”

“Nah I’m taking my cut to get this fine ass leather couch set.” The Deep replied as he pulled out his phone and showed A-train a picture. “It’s been a fucking while since Vought got us new furnisher.” He huffed and A-train nodded in agreement as they walked off.

You silently stared at the fish for a second longer before turning around and walking off again. “Well would you listen to that.”You muttered softly. “How much of this charity money do you think is going to refurnashing supes homes?” You questioned as you turned to Butcher with raised eyebrows.

“There’s a lot of the cunts, probablt ninty percent of them.” Butcher replied as he steered you closer towards the exit. “We’ll get Hughie to track where all the money goes.” He muttered before turning to look down at you. “You got that on recording?” He asked as he raised his eyebrows.

“Yeah.” You replied with a nod of your head as you patted your bag.

He nodded his head. “Right, let’s fuck off.” He insisted as he lead you out of the building, unhooking his arm from yours and wrapping it around your waist, pulling you close into your side. A smile played at your lips, knowing what waited for you once you returned to the basement.

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You know those important parts where you use the highlighter to highlight something important? So, my dear player, that's what we have here. Some interactions between the characters x yuu and the interactions between them that make me think a lot about the character they are!

Pt1: Heartslabul - Savanaclaw - Octavielle ( You're here!)

Pt2: Scarabia - Igynia - Pomefiore - Diasonia ( Loading...)

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"Trey enthusiastically said he’s going to bake a strawberry tart for my birthday party. Make sure you come to eat some too. …Well, it not like it’s a Rule of the Queen of Hearts or anything"- Birtday Union

"Thank you for coming to celebrate my birthday. …Eh? You’ve hidden my present somewhere in the Heartslabyul dormitory? I see now. The answer to the riddle on this card must reveal the location of the present. Heh, you’ve sure come up with something rather interesting. Well, since you’ve gone through the trouble of planning this for me, I suppose I’ll just have to play along."- Birtday Union

"You are as energetic as ever today, I see. No, this isn’t any sort of rebuke. I truly do hope to see you enjoying my birthday party to the fullest."- Birthday Union

((he deserves to have more light and fun moments, and eat lots of strawberry pies))

"Don't worry, if you get lost, I'll come searching for you. I'm pretty used to looking after my siblings, so I'm sure I'll find you quickly."- Playfull Dress

"Thanks for celebrating my birthday. But I have to say, I wasn't expecting you to have my gift delivered to my dorm like that. You should have just handed it to me directly, since we were meeting up, anyway. Was I shocked? Well, yes... Ah, so it was supposed to be a surprise present! Haha, oh man. You're always finding ways to startle me."- Platinum Jacket

"Riddle’s got a pretty tight handle on everything, there’s not much for me to do as his Vice Dorm Leader. I’m basically just here as decoration." - Cerimonial Robes

"You want to take a picture of me? You’re the record keeper, so just do as you like. …It’s more nerve-wracking if you know you’re being watched, you know?"- Outdoor wear

"Oh, good timing. Help me carry these dishes. Of course, there’s some for you and grim too."- Outdoor Wear

"Hm, you want a scarf? Well... Oh, maybe if I ask Sam, he can lend you a spare one. Just wait a sec."- New Year Attire

"Do you have any plans for the winter this year? If not, what if you got a temp job at a cake shop...? Haha, I'm just kidding."- New Year Attire

((he's so big brother material, I love these little moments of him being so attentive))

"Amusement parks are so rad～! Why don't we take a selfie together right here at the gate? Think of it as the first of many to remember today!"- Playfull Dress

"Oh hey, think you'd want any popcorn? If so, tell me your favorite flavor. Your boy Cay-kun'll get it for you."- Playfull Dress

"Thanks for coming to celebrate my birthday! I’m super stoked! You’re gonna give me whatever I want for my birthday? Well, if you say that… it might make me want to ask for something huge. I’m kidding, don’t worry! How about we go skateboarding together? We can do some sweet tricks and post some pictures online!"- Birthday Union

" “#Birthday #NRCUnionJacket #SpecialMadeForCay-kun” …You know I totally gotta brag about today’s special outfit!"- Birthday Union

" Why are you looking at me like that while petting the tsum? You’re making Cay-kun feel so conflicted～"- Tsum Event

"Pfft, your hair is all over the place from all the wind. Sooo laaame… Eh, mine, too!?"- Playfull Dress

"The whole point of birthdays is definitely the presents. So what did you get your dearest friend Ace-kun, then?"- Birthday Bloom

"I’m good with not dating anyone yet. 'Sides, I’m already busy looking after you lot."-Suitor Suit

"A word of warning. Until I say it’s safe to, deeefinately don’t look up at the ceiling… Juuuust kidding! Haha, did that scare you?"- Halloween

"The basketball club's most promising rookie has arrived! You better not take your eyes off my fresh plays, 'kay?"- Club Wear ((He's a little shit, but I'd root for him in the front row))

"Practicing passes with Floyd is basically a matter of life and death. But that's 'cause he's always throwing them at breakneck speeds!"-Club Wear

"Hey, we should all play basketball together sometime soon. If we invite Deuce or whoever, we can probably get a 3-on-3 game goin'.-" Club Wear

"Are you going to come cheer for me at my next track meet? Then, I definitely can't do anything uncool. Just you wait and see how I do!"- Club wear

"You want me to show you the awards I've gotten from my track meets? You bet! I was hoping I'd get to show you."- Club Wear

"I bet if you, me, and Grim just go ham talking about all that happened today when we get back to school… Ace’ll get crazy jealous."- Rabbit wear

"I think I was able to help my mom feel a bit of relief. And that’s because you all came with me, so, thanks."- Rabbit wear

"I can’t believe you’re here to wish me a happy birthday… Today’s such an amazing day. …Oh, shoot. I definitely have some kind of weird look on my face right now, don’t I? Sorry, I just got so happy I couldn’t help this wide grin. Anyway, thanks so much, Prefect! I’ll make sure to keep doing my best to be someone deserving of your celebrations!"-Birthday Union

((he is my good little boy, I love him, Deuce you live in my heart))

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"They got bone-in meat to eat right there, and you still order the salad. And that's why you're a herbivore."- Playfull Dress

"You don't have to call my name over and over again, I hear you. I'm just staying silent so I don't ruin all your amusement park excitement."- Playfull Dress ((Are we going to delude ourselves and dream that he was admiring us the whole time? Yes))

"A horror attraction? Sure, I'll tag along with you for that, 'cause I bet I'll get to hear some good screams from you herbivores."- Playfull Dress

"You have my utmost gratitude for such a splendid celebration. …There, I thanked you. I’m not saying it again."- Birtday Boy

"You want to make me happy? Hahah! What fine intentions coming from a herbivore. I’m looking forward to it."- Birthday Boy

"Sneaking up behind me like that, were you attempting to surprise me? Aah, my bad. I’ll pretend I didn’t notice, so go on, continue."- Birthday Boy

"You’re just going to carry drinks around and not even toast with me? Hey, bring a glass for yourself too."- Birtday Boy

"Did this sword catch your eye? The motif of the hilt seems to be a jellyfish. I can let you borrow it, but don’t swing it around."- Halloween ((Would you also have a jar of dirt too? Asking a friend))

"You can’t trust someone who smiles all the time, like Jade. Usually guys like me end up being the more trustworthy ones, you know?"- Halloween

"Doesn’t matter who the opponent is. The only one deserving a win is me"- Beastly Garb

"Magic is strictly forbidden in Catch the Tail. Maybe I’ll train you up for the next one… I kid, this ain’t ever happening again."- Beastly Garb

"Back home, there were a ton of people who took issue with my sense of fashion. You wouldn’t do that to me, hmm?"- Gala Couture

"The rich folks from the Scalding Sands are much richer than royal families in other countries. If you want to butter someone up, you’d have better luck with Kalim"- Gala Couture

"Well, aren’t you super meticulous on something as simple as a cake cutting. I don’t really care how you do it, but just get it done before tomorrow comes."- Blooming Birthday

" I had Cater delete all the pictures he took. Obviously, I asked him nicely. Yeah, that’s right, I’m such a shy boy."- Blooming Birthday

"If you’re going to act all high and mighty, I’m going to expect something grand from you, y'know? So hurry up and bring out my present, already."- Blooming Birthday

"Wouldn’t ya believe it, Vil gave me a sewing kit. Something this special deserves to be shoved in the far back of a drawer for posterity."- Blooming Birthday

"If it’s survival, leave it to me! My experience is different from all the other guys."- Outdoor Wear

" You wanna know the trick to fishing? Hmmー …How ‘bout I trade you for those nuts you’ve got in your hand?"- Outdoor Wear ((What nuts? THESENUT--))

"Grim-kun stole your food? Guess it can’t be helped, here, I’ll share my grilled fish with you. Now you owe me one! Shishishi〜"- Outdoor Wear

"Shishishi, you totally remembered my birthday, right?"- Union Birthday ((It's marked on my calendar, my hyena))

"Thanks for celebratin’ my birthday with me! Since it’s my big day, we should go grab some grub and… Ah! Oh noooooo, this is sooooo terrible, I forgot my wallet… I guess I can’t buy… Eh, you’ll treat me? Really? Maan, it’s really great having such a generous junior like you! C'mon, let’s go, let’s go. Shishishi～" - Union Birthday

"Can’t believe a talkin’ portrait wished me a happy birthday… ’S not something I woulda ever been able to imagine happenin’ to me while I lived in the slums."- Union Birthday

"The guys in the magical shift club gave me some powdered sports drinks. I love gettin’ practical gifts like that!"- Union Birthday

" If you’re gonna come check out our practice, make sure you bring us refreshments! Like sports drinks, nutritional jelly drinks, or even doughnuts!"- Club Wear

"My nickname “Disc Thief” is pretty well-known, so maybe I might get scouted by some pro team with their eye on me… Nah, that’d be too good to be true."- - Club Wear

"We can hear Leona’s voice pretty good even when we got noisy spectators durin’ a game. Guess lions just got a healthier roar to ‘em." - Club Wear

"Even if you can’t use magic, you can still join our club. We got a ton of stuff for a manager to get done!" - Club Wear

(Leona simps… do you think his snores are loud too? And during… NO I DIDN'T THINK ABOUT THAT)

"Hey, are you here to celebrate my birthday? Thanks for coming all this... Wait, you just wanted me to show you my homework? Do you own homework! Geez, don't mislead me like that... ...What is this box? Is it a present? O-Oh. Then, I'll gladly take it... Hey, you didn't do all this just to get a kick out of how I'd react, right?" -Platinum Jacket

"Ah, you wasted no time in coming. …You’re not scheming to horseplay around on my birthday, are you?" - Union Bithday

"You want me to take a picture of in this outfit and send it to my family? …Well, I guess that’s fine. Th-Then… please take one for me." - Union Bithday

"Thanks for the birthday wishes. …Something I hope for in the coming year? I want to grow some more. Eh? I’m already big enough? …I’m not talking about my height! I mean I want to mature more. Whenever you’re around I end up feeling so dazed. It must mean I’m relaxed around you. Thanks." - Union Bithday

((i mean… he's already our big boy… I hope the wolf form grows bigger and bigger too, my cute puppy))

((I feel like Yuu feels lighter and more playful around Jack, to the point of making pranks and having fun together <3))

ɐɐǝs ǝɥʇ ɹǝpu∩ ɐɐǝs ǝɥʇ ɹǝpu∩

"Oh my, I see how your eye shines so... If you've taken a liking to that painting, I shall order a reproduction for you. At a discounted price, of course." - Platinum Jacket

"Young love is wonderful. There is no end to the troubles that come from it, so it's quite a favorable emotion for those of us who impart counsel." - Platinum Jacket

"Laying out on the beach to watch the sunset is actually rather lovely, isn't it?"- Beach Wear

" The water around this island is unbelievably delightful. The water is warm and there are no predators. It is a far cry from my hometow."-Beach Wear

"If I were to describe the Coral Sea in one word, it would be "vast." If you ever decide to visit for a vacation, you may come to regret it. "- Beach Wear

"What could you possibly... ...Oh, it's you. I thought it may have been Stitch-san coming to pester me once again."- Beach Wear

"You may leave it to me to lead us in this dance. Allow me to show you just how much effort I've put forth."-Masquerade Dress

"You wish me to take your picture? Of course, I don't mind whatsoever. Now, what should I ask for in return?"- Masquerade Dress

"Oh, my, are you sharing your pastries with me? I would be elated to take some off your hands. It is rather nice that I can try so many in smaller portions."-Masquerade Dress

" What is it? Eh, oh, I look good in this outfit? ...Fufufu, whatever are you scheming? Please, do tell."-Masquerade Dress

"Jade poured this tea as his gift to me. Only... He had this strangely good-natured smile on his face as he did so. ...Would you care to drink it?"- Bloom Birthday ( you littl-)

"I don't understand why candles are inserted into the cake... Sure, it's lovely to see the flames dance in the dark, but it ruins the cake's presentation when it comes time to eat it." -Bloom Birthday

"Something I would like? ...Then, please sing a birthday song for me. Come, you'll sing for me, won't you?"-Bloom Birthday

"Azul can grant any wish," they say. ...Would you like to see if the rumors are true?- Ceremonial Wear

and this duo dialogue? BOYYY

Azul: I am so honored to be paired with you, Jamil-san.

Jamil: Get moving instead of just flapping your lips, Azul.

(suck this up octoponk)

"Down in the ocean depths, the Sea Witch's favorite lipstick is very popular. The container is even shaped like a seashell... I recall gifting it to my mother once, as well."- New Year ((I have a wish for my birthday present, and I think you do too))

 "Do go on, Tsum-san, do whatever you please. It's alright, I shall be watching over you."- Tsumsitter ((Go ahead little creature, spread chaos, I'll be admiring your work))

"Allow me to show you how wonderous the mountains truly are. I do so hope that you will want to join the Mountain Lovers Club afterwards."- Outdoor Wear

"I brought along a very large backpack, but it is mostly empty. That is so that I will be able to bring home some of the nature's bounty as souvenirs."- Outdoor Wear

"It is more crucial to use your intellect when it comes to potionology, rather than magic. Since you have no magical abilities, don't you think this would be the perfect subject for you?"- Lab Wear

"Could you tell me your favorite dish? It may be a good addition for the Mostro Lounge menu."- Lab Wear

"Have you ever heard the phrase "haste makes waste"? ...Never mind, how foolish of me to ask."- Lab Wear

"In the Mountain Lovers Club I founded, we study the flora that we've collected. ...Oh, does this pique your interest?""- Lab Wear

"May I help you? ...I'm afraid it is somewhat difficult to continue exercising when you're staring at me so intensely."- Pe Education

"You are quite... No, nevermind. You do realize that courage and recklessness are two different things entirely, yes?"- Pe Education

"You wish to climb Moln Mountain? I understand how you must feel, but... Snowy mountains are quite dangerous. It may be better for you to build up your climbing experience little by little first."- Apple Boa

((I don't know about you, but Jade's sentences wander from a nice person to someone suspicious)) ((Do you want to know something? Everything that comes out of his mouth is a trap, suspicious as hell))

"Here, Shrimpy-chan, you can have my fries. Nah, you don't gotta thank me. I just couldn't finish 'em 'cause I just slathered something spicy all over it." - Playfull Dress

" Y'know, I really like big and hefty shoes like these～ I love the way they make big, strong stompy sounds when I walk～" - Playfull Dress

"My shoes and jacket sparkles just like scales! Humans have it so good～ They can just swap up their scales whenever they want just by changing clothes." - Platinum Jacket

Beach Wear Vignette - Dialogue

Floyd: 'Cause, I mean, if someone tells you not to do something, doesn't it just make you want to do it more?

Stitch: Yahahahaha!

Floyd: My pops and mama always told us that it was dangerous for us kids to go by ourselves, so we shouldn't go near it.

Stitch: Grrr, rargh!

Floyd: Hmm? Oh, it's nothing like that. That whole thing where the humans and merfolk were afraid of each other is stuff from a long, long time ago.

Floyd: Folks've been comin' and goin' between the land and sea for a while now, ever since the mermaid princess married that human prince.

"Aha. I'm all ready to go, but is the party ready for me?"- Bloom Birthday ((Chaotic child detected))

"Ah, hey, it's Koebi-chan. So you're gonna give me whatever I want as a present? Then, tell me a fun story you know from up here on the surface. ...What, you weren't expecting me to ask for somethin' intangible? I mean, this is waaay better than getting somethin' I don't need. But I ain't gonna let it slide if you tell me a boring story. Mmkay, you can go ahead and start now～"-Bloom Birthday

"Maaan, passing practice is so boring 'cause it's too easy. Koebi-chan, wanna play 1 on 1 with me? I'll go a little bit easy on you"- Club Wear

"Hm, I don't see your mouth watering. You saying my food tastes bad?"- Apprentice Chef

"I make a ton of grilled sandwiches. I ain't got a recipe or anything. Just toss in some leftovers and grill 'em and you're done."- Apprentice Chef

"Jade'll put shiitake mushrooms in pretty much anything, so I got to the point that just lookin' at 'em pisses me off."- Apprentice Chef

" You make real great-lookin' faces when you're eating, Shrimpy. Didja like my cooking? 'Kay, then next time, I'll make you something even better."- Apprentice Chef (( PLEASE DO ))

" Next time, you should go up on stage, Koebi-chan. I'll be expectin' a fun show."- Port Wear

" Ehhh, my ribbon's crooked? I don't have a mirror, so I can't see it... Shrimpy-chan, why don'tcha fix it nicely for me?"- Platinum Jacket

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Every like, repost and comment is very welcome and appreciated. ♥

[sydsaint]

Just got a thought! How do you think Nick Aldis and Adam Pearce would react to assistant! reader wearing something a little more risque to work and maybe a superstar insults the both of them and she becomes bold and puts the star back in their place

My fav pair of old men in charge of things <3

Summary: Reader shows up to WrestleMania weekend with a special surprise for her favorite bosses. And a determination to not let anything ruin their Mania weekend.

It's Wrestlemania weekend, aka the busiest weekend of the year for WWE. And you're about to be late for work.

You zoom past the security checkpoint and imediatly make a b-line for the GM office that Pearce and Aldis are sharing for the weekend.

"I'm here!" You burst through the door just in time. "I'm here. Whew, I can't believe that I made it." You calm yourself when you see that you're just barely made it to your post before the top of the hour.

Nick looks up from his phone when you come busting through the door. "Ah, YN. I was just about to text and make sue that you were alright." He informs you and puts his phone away. "Oh, and don't you look lovely tonight." He takes notice of the enticing lowcut top and pants that mind as well be painted on that you're wearing.

"Thanks." You grin and blush slightly. "I wanted to make sure I looked good for the show since it's Mania." You explain. "And I'm so sorry that I was almost late." You add. "I had an appointment that I couldn't miss or reschedule earlier today."

"It's alright." Nick shrugs. "You made it just in time, which is all that I care about, frankly." He admits. "What kind of appointment did you need to keep on a Saturda? If you don't mind me asking." He asks you with a raised brow.

You smile to yourself, excited to show off your new look to Nick, and eventually Adam when you see him.

"It's sort of a surprise." You breifly explain. "Last weekend while I was back home? I hung out with a girlfriend to celebrate her birthday. She went out and got her boobs pierced to celebrate, and I went with her." You crack a small michevious smile.

You watch Nick's eyes imediatly flit down to your chest and you can't help but laugh. "It's not what you think." You giggle.

"Oh." Nick coughs. "Forgive me then. That was rude of me to stare like that." He rubs the back of his neck.

"Stare all you'd like, sweetie." You wink with another giggle. "It's nothing that you haven't seen before, right?" You tease him.

Nick chuckles at your playfullness and Adam finally pops into the room, back from wherever he was at. He shuts the door behind him firmly with a stressed frown, but relaxes when he notices you standing with Nick.

"YN! You're here finally." Adam walks over to you. "And all dressed up, I see." He oggles your outfit intently.

"Yes, she does look stunning, doesn't she?" Nick agree's. "And apparently she's also got something to show, right, YN?" He turns his gaze back on you.

You nod and move so that you're standing between the GM's and repeat your tale about going with your friend to get her nipples pierced with her. The story earns the same curious look from Adam that it did Nick, and you laugh again.

"It's not that." You assure Pearce. "Not this time, anyway." You tease with a playfull smile. "However, I did get this done." You finally reveal your special surprise by sticking your tongue out of your mouth to show off the stud now embeded into it.

"You got your tongue pierced?" Adam is the first one to respond.

You nod and return your tongue to your mouth. "Yep! I also got some work done on that tattoo on my thigh, but it's covered by a bandage and my pants right now." You add.

You glance between Nick and Adam to gauge their reactions. Nick seems to be pleasently intrigued by your new piercing. And Adam seems to be a bit flabberghasted by it.

"Well, I think that it suits you." Nick finally speaks up. "I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of being with a woman with a tongue stud." He admits. "But, the implications do intrigue me." He grins at you playfully.

You giggle and turn back to Pearce. "What about you, Adam?" You ask him. "What do you think?"

"I think that you love to push the agenda, don't you sweetheart? Keep me on my toes?" Adam replies with a small chuckle.

"It's my favorite thing." You joke with a laugh. "Now! Don't we have a stellar WrestleMania weekend to kick off?" You ask the pair. "I believe that NXT's Stand and Deliver show should be coming to an end."

Adam and Nick nod in agreement, and everyone parts ways to get some work done before Mania night 1 starts. You head down to the production truck to check up on things while Nick and Adam both check on their respective shows.

On your way back from the production truck, you run into Nick's troublemaker United States champion, Logan Paul. And Logan's not alone. This time around he's brought along his new entourage in Grayson Waller and Austin Theory.

"YN! Woah, look at you!" Logan's gaze rakes over your body, a smug grin plastered on his face. "Who are you all dressed up for, babe?" He asks you.

"Certainly not you." You quip back. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for your triple threat with Randy and Kevin?' You ask him, a hand on your hip.

Logan scoffs, that smug expression never faltering from his face. "I stay ready, sweetheart." He grins and flashes the title belt hanging off his shoulder proudly.

"I'm sure." You snark back. "Can I help you with something?" You ask. "Because if you haven't noticed, since I know that you think the world revolves around you, it's Mania weekend. And everyone is busy." You remind him.

"Whatever." Logan scoffs again. "There's plenty of better looking girls around here that are way less work than you." He sneers at you.

You roll your eyes. "Well I pray for any poor girl that happens to catch your attention tonight." You snark back at him. "Have a nice night, Logan. Good luck in your triple threat. You're going to need it." You add with a grin before walking off.

You hear Grayson and Austin consoling Logan as you walk off and it puts a smile on your face. You return to the office where Nick and Adam are chatting about something or other.

"YN. I trust you had a productive trip?" Nick asks you while you shut the door behind you.

"Everything's good in the production truck." You report. "And I am happy to let you know that our United States champion is feeling his usual self-entitled and confident self."

Nick and Adam share a small knowing look regarding your tone of voice. They smile at each other knowingly before returning to the task at hand while they wait for Logan to show up to complain about you later.

[think-like-a-poet]

N°5 for Xavi Simons please and thank you!! Ps I love you’re writing you’re doing a really great job 💗💗

Just name it

Xavi Simons x reader

Prompt: "Oh, it's not that bad, really. You know I would do anything for you."

A/N: it is quite short, sorry for that.

-

Xavi walked in with a box wrapped in paper and you raised your eyes at the sight, "What do you have there? Did I forget someone's birthday?" your eyes widen at the thought, but your boyfriend was quick to shake his head.

"You forgot nothing, this is just something I got for you." he placed it on the table and put away his coat, "I thought you would like it."

You stood up and walked up to him as he gestured for you to come. You placed a kiss on the top of your head and hugged him in return.

You smile at him as he gave the gift to you, "You got something for me?"

He nods, "Open it," he said excitedly. The present was neatly wrapped in pink glitter paper and you knew that meant he didn't do it himself. Once when Xavi tried to wrap a present there was more tape on him than that was keeping the wrapping together.

You gasped as you opened up the present. It was a bag that you were dying to get. Every time you saw it you had to force yourself to walk further with the thought, 'you already have enough bags', but who were you kidding. You could never have to many.

"You didn't have to do that. You already get me so much." you look at him. Xavi loved how happy you looked with your new bag and that is the only thing that mattered. He loved to see you smile.

Xavi shrugged, "Oh, it's not that bad, really. You know I would do anything for you." he wrapped his arms around you and placed a kiss on your head.

"I know you say it every time, but I mean it."

Your eyes locked and he nods, "I know you do, but Let me spoil my girl. You name it, I buy it." he exclaimed, "We got to have a 50/50% kind of relationship." he gestured with his hands making you laugh.

You slap his arms in a playfull way and he lets out a laugh. He had already ordered a new dress, but that was for next weekend. Maybe he got one with a low cut, maybe he got one with a slit. Maybe he got both. You will see next week.

[haven-0325]

Evening imagine ~ Hwang Hyunjin (18+)

A gentle warm hands brushed over your cheek, feeling the softness of your skin and treating it gently. As if he was scared of hurting you by simply a touch, his fingers travelled just as softly down to your neck where the skin was even thinner.

'Hyunjin...', you whispered quietly into the room that still felt a little cold from having been outside, but the warmth radiating from his figure and his touch in front of you were slowly changing that. Hyunjin didn't stop his movements till he could cup the side of your neck to bring your lips closer to his, his thumb ever so slightly on your jaw.

'Hyunjin...', you repeated slightly out of breath as your heart sped up in your chest, breathing against each other intimately. Hyunjin didn't move the last inch, leaving control to you to decide. For you it wasn't even a choice, your lips drawing into him and your body moving forward at own will to be ingulved by him.

Just like that, your lips touched and moved with each other, his free hand holding the small of your back just as carefully. You smiled into the kiss as Hyunjin began his playfullness, opening his mouth to show he wanted to deepen the kisses only to pull away and bite his lip. The little action only caused your body to get pressed tighter and tighter against him, his taller figure making you feel small but protected.

Your hands disappeared into his hair just as gently as his touches were on you, but you gave him the same amount of playfullness back by tugging on the long strands in the back whenever his tongue would start playing with yours again. Everything was slow, gentle, but somehow more intimate than ever.

The kiss never broke, two bodies becoming one and kisses becoming deeper over time. As Hyunjin's hand started moving down your body, gently caressing your butt, you couldn't help but hum in satisfaction. His hand was even warmer, so big that he could easily play with the fabric of your dress that was still covering you.

With a few more touches, your hand started moving over his pecks, his sensitive nipples soon to be felt through the fabric of his shirt. This time he let out a small whimper in your mouth, causing you to put even more pressure on the spot.

That was all it took, for his other hand to join your butt, lifting you up carefully and pressing your back against the cold wall. He held you firmly, not letting even the thought of dropping you enter his mind. You felt safe and taken care of, a few flicks of your eyes between his and his lips were left before you two connected again in a kiss. His breathing was faster, hand digging into your hip a little tighter, your core throbbing in need right inbetween everything.

'Want you', he whispered softly inbetween a kiss, his bulge pressed against your core and growing at his own words. The thoughts of how you would sound, how wet you would be for him, everything filled his mind as soon as he said those words.

'Please, love you', he continued as you placed sweet kisses by his ear, his hips starting to desperately try and rock against your core despite still being clothed.

Your lips began kissing the shell of his ear, carefully wrapping around his earlobe to play with it. He breathed so sweetly against your neck, hips never stopping. 'Want you too...', you said softly in return as you lifted your dress for him to press himself even firmer against your core.

Hyunjin struggled to contain himself, his hips still desperately grinding with his eyes now glued to exactly what he was doing. 'Please Hyunjin'.

[florawsworld]

Halloween tradition

Per-apocalypse! Negan x reader

Summary: watching a scary movie with your boyfriend turns into something else.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+,jerking off.

The doorbell rang and you opened the door, there were children dressed up in front of the door. "Trick or treat" the children shouted in unison "You look all so cute dressed up" you gave every child a handful of candy

The children walked away happy with the candy they had received.

You closed the door behind you and walked into the kitchen where Negan was preparing snacks for movie night.

You didn't do much together on Halloween, just one tradition and that was watching a horror movie.

"How are the snacks going?" you ask as you stand next to him at the kitchen island."I'm almost done, I just have to put the popcorn in the microwave" Negan answers when he has some drinks ready.

"I'll take this to the living room." You grab two glasses of drinks and just as you turn around to go to the living room, Negan slaps you on the ass. You jump up a bit and smile and walk to the living room.

Negan walks over with a bowl of popcorn and sets it on the coffee table. He sits down on the couch. The living room is lit with candles and Halloween decorations.

He looks at your ass as you stand over looking for a movie "can you find it"

"Yes! I have one" you are holding a DVD of scream.

"Honey, we watch that every year" he grabs some popcorn and puts some in his mouth.

"Yes, I know, but that's exactly why we have to watch it because it's tradition." You put the DVD in the DVD player and sit next to Negan.

“You and your traditions” he grins and puts an arm around you.

When the movie is all in progress. You get scared at a scene.negan pulls you into his chest to protect you."just try to relax baby just focus on me" you press your head in his chest.

"Is the scene over?" He glance at you rubbing your back as the scene finishes."oh yeah it is over god dam that was scary, i almost jumped meself". He says this with a chuckle,trying to clam you.

You keep your head to his chest and wath the movie agian. As you keep watching you get scared again." Jesus christ baby do they really keep scary you like this?" He say this laughing to get your mind off the scene.

"Dont laugh at me" you say in a playfull tone." I cant help it you scare so goddame easy. You have scine this movie so many times. it hard to not make fun off you" he says while pocking you a little in your arm.

You push him playfully he chuckles as you push him back.

"Oh so now your a little toughie huh?he says this with a laugh pushing you back aswell.

" You know what means y/n now we gotta werstle! I'II show you show whose boss around here.

You laugh and dare him "show me "

"Oh i most certainly will baby!"he gets of the couch and grabs you by the waist and throws you over his shoulder. "Just so you know baby it's about to get rough.

He starts to run around the room with you over his shoulder and start play wrestling tosling you back on the couch stoftly and laying next to you laughing.

You laugh as well "now it is my turn"You climb on top of him and press your lips against his. You kiss him aggressively. His arms wrapping around you kiss more aggressively

"I see it all, you want to show me how rough you can be" you nod and pull your t-shirt over your head and throw it aside. He wants to take off your bra but you push him back "not yet, you have to be patient" he also takes off his t-shirt and you undo his belt "it's my turn first"

You pull his pants down to his ankles you see his length hard in his boxers you lean forward and pull off his boxers with your teeth. Negan looks at you in admiration no matter how long you have been together he has never seen you like this

Once his boxers are off, you take his length in your hand and stroking him. He groaned with every movement of his hand. After a moment you stop and take off your bra, crawling over him. Negan takes your breast in his mouth licking your hard nipple.

He rolls you under him and pulls your pants and panties out of your waist in one go. He moves his hands over your body and licks every part of you.

You feel the tip of his length touching your entrance you whisper in his ear "i need you inside of me" he smirks and brings his big cock inch by inch onside you until he fills you completely.

You moan digging your nails in his back "your so big negan" you moan out. " i know baby" he thrust inside you hard and rough. Kissing you jawling. You wrap your legs around his waist meeting him in place the tip of cock hitting your g spot.

You move your fingers to your clit rubbing to get you closer ro your orgasm. Negan moves your fingers away. " i want to make you cum" he touch your clit.

"negan im gonna a cum"you moan loud" yes baby cum over my cock.

Negan! You moan his name as your orgasm feels your body. He buries his face in your neck. He groans in your ear and cums deep inside you. You feel his cum feel your walks.

He pulls out of you and laysdown pulling you over to him putting your head on his chest.

"We should make this a Halloween tradtion" he says out of breath.

[femwrldsstuff]

Clueless!

Ponyboy x fem!reader

I was hiding away with ponyboy and Johnny after johnny killed a Soc to save me and Ponyboy. Since I was involved, I stayed with pony and johnny. Me, ponyboy, and johnny here huddled together inside the church, asleep.

I woke up from a bad dream,breathing heavily.

Without making a sound,I stood up and walked out of the church.

These past days were hell for me,my routine was:cry,sleep,cry again and then fall asleep again.

Same cycle everyday.

And now it wasn't different,there wasnt one moment were i wasn't crying.

I was crying so much to the point they got annoyed by it.

But I knew they wouldn't admit it,or atleast I hoped so.

Suddendly I heard some noise from behind me,quickly wiping the tears off.

"It's not safe for you out here, we're still wanted, you have to come back in....."

Ponyboy mumbled half asleep.

I sighed and walked back in,Johnny was now awake,Ponyboy probably woke him up.

"Good, I was worried you would run aw-"

Johnny stopped mid sentence, once he saw your face, and the amount of tears that were streaming down your face.

"Have the tears stopped flowing for even a second?"

Ponyboy asked queitly.

I looked at him for a few seconds before hugging him,literally sobbing.

Ponyboy hugged me back, rubbing my back, trying to comfort me in some way.

Johnny sighed,sitting down.

My attention turned to Johnny for a few seconds but then quickly back to Ponyboy.

Johnny looked at me, he seemed to be getting annoyed from the constant sobbing.

Ponyboy, who was still hugging you, looked over at him, and shot him a don't you dare say anything about her crying look.

I burried my head in his chest,seeking for comfort.

Ponyboy continued to hug you he felt like nothing could go wrong if he could just keep hugging you the whole day.

Johnny walked over to the window, and started smoking again, now just staring out the window.

After a while I let go off him,sitting down in the corner.

I was thinking about Ponyboy,remembering how Cherry mentioned one or two times how she found him cute but I couldn't understand.

I hated it, and I hated her even more for that.

I mean,what is my problem?

Cherry is my pal.

I don't begrudge her a boyfriend.....

What does she want with Ponyboy anyway?

He dresses funny,he listens to complaint rock.

He's not even cute in a conventional way.

I mean,he's just this....slug.

Who hangs around the house all the time.

And he's a hideous dancer.

Couldn't take him anywhere.

"Wait a second,what am I stressing about?"

I thought to myself.

This is like,Ponyboy.

Okay,okay.

So he is kind of a Baldwin.

But what would he want with Cherry?

She couldn't make him happy.

Ponyboy needs someone with imagination,someone to take care of him.

Someone to laugh at his jokes,in case he ever makes any.

Then suddendly....

Oh,my God!

I love Ponyboy.

I am majorly,totally,butt crazy in love with Ponyboy!

But now I don't know how to act around him....

The day passed like crazy,soon enough we all fell asleep.

But I just couldn't,not when I was laying on the ground just a few inches away from him.

But he wasn't sleeping either,wich was good.

I looked at him....

All of a sudden I was all tense around him,there was no playfullness anymore.

Ponyboy noticed that,he thought you were mad at him....

"What's up with you?" Ponyboy asked.

"Nothin'." I answered shortly,i just couldn't be around him.

Ponyboy wasn't buying your explanation, you were always so bubbly and playful when you were with him, but now you were all tense, and reserved, there was something wrong, he was sure. He grabbed your hand and looked you directly in the eyes.

"Tell me what's wrong."

I blushed hardly and pulled my hand away "I need to take a breath...." I said,walking out the church.

Ponyboy got curious, he got curious as to why you pulled away, what was with that blush, and why the sudden mood shift... He got back up, and followed you out.

I sat down on the front porch.

He made sure the front door was closed, and sat next you, getting uncomfortably close to you, and getting so near your face, you could feel his breath on your skin.

"Tell me now."

I just couldn't,what if he didn't like me back?!

Of course he didn't....

I was freaking out that's for sure.

I loved him so much and I hated to lie to him.

But I kinda had to in this situation,it was a 50-50 chance here.

So I just decided to go for it....

I sighed "You know how much I hate when Cherry swoons over you?"

Ponyboy sat up, shocked, but relieved, this whole thing was just a girl having a crush on him. He leaned back, letting out a huge sigh, and looking at you.

"Yeah, I do remember, what about it?"

"Well,I kinda know why...." I mumbled.

Ponyboy was confused.

Ponyboy's face softened, and he had this slight smile on his face, he was just happy you didn't hate him.

"And why do you hate it?"

I sighed and leaned in,I did it,I kissed him!

Ponyboy wrapped his arms around you and kissed you back, and pulled you close. He kept kissing you for what felt like all eternity, his hands on your head, in your hair, on your back, rubbing, grabbing, squeezing, it felt so comfortable to be in his arms. You both fell onto his back, but he didn't let go of you, he just pulled you closer, wrapping himself around you.

After a bit we both pulled away....

I smiled "I love you Ponyboy Curtis."

"And I love you Y/N Y/L/N."

From the start,you were both cluelessly in love with eachother.

So....this was kind of a Clueless refference!

Hope y'all enjoyed!

[streets-in-paradise]

Borrowed Bride - Achilles x (Fem)Trojan! Reader

Troy (2004) Oneshot

Warnings: Posted from mobile, so no proofreading. Reader is ace coded (I know asexuality as a concept wasn't a thing in ancient greece, but some of her feelings and experiences match with what we consider asexuality today.)

Summary: As a captive of the greeks you are convinced that the unusual kindness of your captor is driven by the desire of winning your favors. Achilles enjoys of harmlessly flirting with you, but you feel in need of dissapointing him regarding his actual chances of seducing you. However, when the oportunity to do it presents you discover a different side of him as he makes you a shocking proposition.

Notes: I made the reader be a priestess and she is esentially put in the situation of Briseis, but as a completely different character making the plot take different routes.

Tags: @mysticaldeanvoidhorse @losersclubisms @helie-brain

" The men found her hidding in the temple. They thought she could amuse you. "

Every inch of your body felt repulsion to the sentence delivered by who you guessed was yet another man in service of your true captor. The destroyer of the temple, freshly arrived murderer heading the slaughtering of all the priests, he who must have kept you alive only for one reason. The dead were lucky, at least they wouldn't become the new plaything of a greek captain.

Not only one of their leaders: Achilles of Phthia, the most brutal of them all. He didn't respond to the soldier's tease, but before you could even process it he was carelessly taking off his armor. The action had at least a clear purpose, he was cleaning himself up and you were lucky he wasn't asking you to do it.

It didn't make it less awkward, as if he was bragging to you about how aestetically pleasant to look at he was like it could make any difference. Were you supposed to find comfort because he wasn't an old man?

Silence was as dense as the enviroment, but all he found in front of him was an unamused girl. Your eyes weren't constantly shying away, but there was no reaction. Not even anger or fear. The most impressive man in Greece was simply not impressing you in any way.

" What's your name? " He asked you, trying to start an interaction

The answer was more of your silence and you could tell it frustrated him.

" Eudorus heard your screaming, so i know you can speak."

" It didn't stop your men. My words mean nothing here. "

He smirked, playfull celebration after making you talk.

" Peraphs, or you are confusing meaning with impact. "

A first manifestation of rage invaded you, only centered on your impotence.

" Why does it matter? I heard your friend, i know what you want from me and my priesthood robes will not stop you. If i had become just an usable body for your amusement, then you don't need my name."

He was finishing the removal of dirt, sweat and blood on his skin and finally dressing up. Not much, what he had on still left his torso exposed.

" I have some other interests besides killing and capturing a nameless priestess. I like music, i play the lyre just like your boyfriend god does. "

Your expression of pure annoyance to his blasphemy amused him.

" What's your name? " He insisted one last time, sitting next to you in the grownd. " … Even servants of Apollo have names."

You answered the question and he seemed tranquilized by that.

" Are you afraid, ( y/n)?"

" You tell me, Achilles is a greek synonim for demise in my vocabulary. " You ironically mocked his ask. " I'll struggle against your touch, i warn you. I'm a sacred maiden and i belong to my god, even in captivity. "

He stared at you for an instant before replying.

" And i honor your loyalty and courage, but with me it is unnecesary. I will not do to you anything you don't want me to."

It was a calming statement, but he delivered it with a flirty undertone. Dirt and damage aside, he must have found you appealing and to that man flirting seemed to be as natural as breathing. Not the best first impression, but it was nothing compared with what was about to come.

The commander in chief of all greek forces, King Agamemnon of Mycenae, decided that you had to be his share of the treasure. You were mercielessly dragged away once more and the king made Achilles witness your recapture as a power display. It was an act of pure spite meant to reinforce his political domain of the army, but through it you easily understood that the new master was even worse. Fear couldn't be easily hidden anymore, you were terrified.

Silent tears began to fall down your face and something unexpected occured. The infamous wrath of Achilles was unleashed, he was ready to fight the personal guard of the mycenaean king to get you out of there. Only the visible increasement of your horror stopped him.

He wanted to save you, but didn't mean to scare you.

An even greater idea occured to him, one that would also contribute to the growth of his eternal glory. He refused to fight in the war as a protest, knowing the greek army would be desperate for his contributions. Clever choice, since they got hopeless pretty quick without him. In your insignificant position as a prisoner of war you gave a great service to your country taking him out of the battlefield.

It was a matter of time untill the warrior came to rescue you by himself before the despicable king could hurt you and all chance to pressure him into fighting was gone. You had no idea of what would happen next, but felt guilty by the fact that your personal safety could mean the ruin of your people if he would fight for the greeks again.

Achilles wasn't the worst possible company in that nightmarish place, but you were almost sure he fancied you and that was still a problem. You had conflicted feelings regarding him and the many risks he took for you. He was your captor, yet also your savior. You were supposed to hate him but you couldn't help to feel a bit thankfull. Other men you have meet there being more awfull than him wasn't an expiatory excuse for his hubris driven sacrilege or your enslavement. However, it was a concrete fact making your survival easier. It was making a difference and that was enough in that desperate situation.

The one thing you wished you could change from him on a regular basis living with the myrmidons was the flirty humor. It was uncomfortable even when he let you know he wasn't going to act on the jokes. You weren't going to confront him about it, but you got a proper space to do it during one of his many attempts to charm you.

" Why did you choose to love a god? " He asked you once ríght as you both were finishing dinner. " I think you'll find that romance one sided."

" The way i experience romance fits better with that. Apollo loves me as i am, I doubt a mortal man would. "

He thought you were just sharing a self deprecating observation about your chances of finding a husband.

" Why? I bet trojan men were doing line to get you. Temples tend to choose only the prettiest of their pretty aspirants."

" I am aware of that, i know what men think when they see me and that's why i can't engage in union with a mortal man. I don't have the slightest interest in the consummation and that is usually their most longed part of marriage. My union with Apollo is spiritual and i like it that way, lack of physical accesibility is my preference. "

Achilles listened you with curiosity and didn't hesitate in doing his first ask.

" You are Interested in romance, but you don't like to be touched. Is that the accurate answer?"

You nodded in affirmation with a shy smile.

" … This must be a nightmare for you with all those men wanting to touch you and no one caring to romance you. "

" Indeed, it is. " You added to his conclussion. " The temple was my place in the world. Even in Troy how i feel Is difficult to explain, but no one questioned me there. I found the way of making my family proud while being myself, but you just ruined everything i had built. "

" Pretty much, yes. " He frankly admitted. " Even if you return, the priests will never believe i never touched you. It's most likely that priesthood is forever lost for you. "

You looked at him with hopefull amazement.

" Does that mean you'll let me go now that you understand i'm worthless to you?"

Achilles was slightly disconcerted about your claim.

" Worthless? I don't think a woman fitting for a god could ever be worthless to me."

It was your time to get even more honest about the issue. There was no other way, he had to understand you would never be who he surely wanted you to become with him.

" You know exactly what i mean. Do you think I haven't realized of what's going on? You are different from the other greeks only in one detail. Agamemnon doesn't care about my consent, but he knows that you do and that fear has kept me safe from his hands. I take your words from the first day we meet and it's easy to see what you are up to. You have been incredibly nice to me, gifting me with a sample of your mysterious softness. Instead of eating with your men, we have dinner in your tent and you feed me with the same dish you are having despite you could be making me eat the food of slaves. We talk for hours, you make me feel good in your company and later at night you go to sleep naked. Everytime i flee to Patroclus' tent fearing you were blackmailing me into sleeping with you. "

He chuckled at your still percievable naivety.

" The term you are looking for is seduction, not blackmail. And i have to inform you it's all in your head. I just want to get to know you better and if i sleep naked, that's because i find it very comfortable. Had you ever try it?"

" SEE, YOU ARE DOING IT AGAIN!" You yelled with frustration. " You are calling Eros and waiting for the visit of Himeros. One of the brothers may attend your call, but the other never will. I'm desireless and that's part of how i experience romance. "

The open confession should have dissapointed him, or so you thought, but it didn't.

" Has it never occured to you that maybe i just like you and I am not part of some conspiracy to steal your maidenhood? I'm many despicable things, but never a liar. I do find you attractive, you are beautifull and i can't say i don't like your body. Yes, I would be taking you to bed if you wanted me to…. but you don't want that and i respect it. "

" Then why do you keep me?" You softly asked him. " Which man in your place would keep a war prisoner he isn't planning to bed?"

He had a great answer for that.

" One that accepts he shouldn't touch her but still wishes to romance her?"

It caused some almost involuntary giggling from you, since he was repeating the interpretation of your preferred definition of romance he understood.

" You can't be serious."

He was, but he still have some jokes left to point it out.

" Aren't you curious about how it would be like to have a husband you can see everyday?"

" I'm not going to pretend i'm your wife, Achilles. "

After you explained yourself to him, it was his time to be open with you.

" I'll never get married, a prophecy says i gave up my last chance when i came to Troy and I didn't use to care about that… Now i think it would be nice to experience a bit of what i'm missing before the end. Hector talks about the trojan wives waiting for their men, Odysseus wouldn't shut up if you ask him about Penelope. His wife, he misses her to death… I'll understand if you don't really feel curious about that, but i do. "

Another unexpected move on his part, but it was so heartfelt that you got to feel touched by it.

" Stealing the bride of a god can bring a curse upon you. "

" I'm already cursed. " He replicated with sad resignation. " And it would be a borrow. As i told you, I will keep you pure. You can go back to Apollo whenever you wish, if his priests let you."

" The ones that are still alive, you mean. " You snarked back. " I guess i don't have a choice but to follow you hoping Apollo will understand this madness was your idea. "

" Who knows? Maybe you will like me more than him. " The myrmidon replied. " I will do my best for you, I promise. "

For whatever reason in his vague speech about a prophetized curse Achilles wanted to have someone who would take care of him. It was quite sad to think about, since the mightiest warlord of the greeks was so lonely that he wanted to replace a wife with a slave.

" Put on some clothes and I'll sleep next to you tonight."

The proposition you were making in acceptance of his plan amazed him a bit.

" You don't have to do that sort of effort for me. I understand it's something I can't ask. "

You chuckled, clear and freely, then glanced back at him with an adorable looking expression.

He was lost, but still trying to understand you.

" I do like cuddles. " You sweetly explained. " I will never fall asleep in my god's arms, but cuddling is something I feel curious enough to try. "

[mamavino]

Esmeralda

Name: Esmeralda

Age: 28

Appearance:  She has dark honey skin with a radiant, warm undertone. Her eyes are striking emerald green, vibrant and expressive. Her hair is dark brown / black waves cascading down to her waist, often slightly wild but charming.  She is  5'7" (170 cm).  She dresses in vibrant yet elegant outfits with hints of her circus roots, often in warm tones and vibrant greens. Esmeralda always carries her tarot cards in a small, decorated pouch.

Magic/Abilities:  Tarot Card Magic: Esmeralda uses enchanted tarot cards that allow her to guide others, foresee possible outcomes. Each card serves a unique guiding purpose. She never knows whats coming.

Backstory:  Born in a circus, Esmeralda learned the art of tarot card magic from her mother, growing up in an environment filled with illusion and performance. At 16, she left the circus, after the death of her father and lived as a con artist, using her charm and magical talents. She told rich people they would be robbed. Bid guidance, and they were always surprised to be robbed by Esemeralda herself. Anyhow, she had predicted that it would happen. However, her deceptive life caught up with her, leading to imprisonment. During this time, Fuegoleon Vermillion began visiting her every first moon, and over time, the two formed a close bond. After being released from prison, Esmeralda took part in an undercover mission at the circus but chose to stay with Fuegoleon afterward. The two married in secret (she is not very popular with some nobles), and Esmeralda found herself building new friendships, including a deep connection with Charlotte Roselei.

Relationships:   Fuegoleon Vermillion: The only man Esmeralda has ever loved. Their relationship is built on mutual respect and deep affection. Fuegoleon is the steady rock in her life, and their secret marriage reflects their commitment to one another.

Charlotte Roselei: Esmeralda’s closest friend. She often teases Charlotte about her shy feelings for Yami, but beneath her playful nature, Esmeralda admires and supports Charlotte's strength.

Yami Sukehiro: Esmeralda loves poking fun at Yami for being oblivious to Charlotte’s feelings. Despite her teasing, she has respect for Yami's abilities.

Dove: Esmeralda's dear friend from the circus, who remains close to her heart despite Esmeralda leaving the circus behind. Their bond is deep and sisterly. 

Kids: Esmeralda and Fuegoleon will have 3 kids in the future Pyramus is their first born son and will have his father's magic, he is a lot like his mother, playfull. But he can be serious and proud too. He will become the crimson captain.

Second born is Danior, he is more free, he will travel, see the world. His life is one big adventure. He also has fire magic.

And then their daughter Ileana, she has a combination of her parents magic. She can summon up magic with cards. But also spirits if she is lucky in her draw. She will become a magic knight,  but she is really busy with boys. She is a big flirt. Her father is not so happy about it. Her most loved to flirt with Floris, the son of Yami and Charlotte. 

Fun Facts:   - Esmeralda carries her tarot cards wherever she goes and believes they guide not just others but her own path.  

- She’s an expert at reading people, often knowing their intentions before they speak.  

- Her playful flirtation with Fuegoleon started as a joke, but she quickly fell deeply in love with him.  

- She finds great amusement in teasing Charlotte about Yami and often gives romantic advice that’s more playful than practical.  

- Even though she no longer works as a con artist, Esmeralda’s quick thinking and charm remain her greatest strengths in tricky situations. 

[hirik0]

Back to you Bonus 1

Makarov/Yuri

NSFW wet dream

Makarov stops closing his dress shirt, halfway. Seeing how Yuris eyes are darkening at this and a pleased smile is apearing.

"Why did you stop?", Yuri asks knowingly and Makarov starts to open the buttons again. Having Yuris full attention turns him on.

"Don't think that's how you get dressed effectively", Yuri coments his behaviour, amused.

"Thought you would like to see for a little longer", Makarov trys to tease Yuri, geting a chuckel out of the other men, who crawls towards Makarov. Yuri is smiling when he notices the blush on Makarovs face, painting the pale face a nice shade of pink.

"So I can get a closer look", Yuri jokes back, seeing how the blush is spreading towards Makarovs neck, who huffs cant help but smile at the shitty joke, stepping closer so he's in arms reach.

"In case you also want to touch." Yuri laughs at this, seductive smile on his face, eyes half closed. Hands land on Makarovs waist before he gets pulled even closer. Makarovs breath hitches, shit Yuri is so close to his crotch now, the blush is running down the back of is neck and over his shoulders stoping at his collar bone. Yuri start kissing Makarov stomach, feeling the muscle move and a hand on his head. He holds still looking up waiting that the other moves his head. All Makarov can do is watching he wants to move Yuri towards his dick, but he gets lost in lustfull grey eyes and Yuri knows he has Makarov on the hook.

Yuri moves his hands on to Makarovs hips and the other is just looking down at him. Swallowing, because his throat is dry and Makarov can't remember ever being that nervous because of blow job. Yuri is tilting his head at this the knowing smile reapearing and Makarov is not sure what Yuri figured out.

"Always thought you would be dominant in bed, but I think I was wrong", Yuri purrs against his stomach and Makarov gasps at this, licking over is lip before he trys to clarify that he is dominant in bed. But he can't just like hes not moving Yuri around like he wants to. When Makarov thinks he can finally answer he is pulled down on to the bed, kneeling over Yuris lap, causing his heart to speed up. Yuri wants to say something but Makarov shuts him up with a kiss, a attempt to get control back over the situation. Yuri let's him for the moment, moving his hand on Makarovs ass, squeezing it causing Makarov to moan in the kiss using his weight to press Yuris back on the mattress.

Yuri bits in Makarovs lower lip pulling it a bit. Loving how clouded Makarovs miss matching eyes are, that he is panting, that he is responsible for Makarovs state.

"You still sure about me not being dominant in bed?", Makarov asks him smug, getting a laught as answer.

"Oh, you think that is you being dominant?", Yuri conters playfull smile on his face one hand slowly is moving up Makarovs back.

"Yes, I'm on top", Makarov points out confused and Yuris smile turns into something predatory.

"Cute, I guess that works with most people you fuck", Yuri begins a sentence before getting closer to Makarovs ear to continue in a wisper, voice deep and lustfull. "To bad, this don't work with me." Several things happen at the same time Makarov feels a shiver running down his spine, his pants are uncomfortable tight now, his is gasping suprised and sudenly Yuri is in top of him and his back is hitting the mattress. Yuri smiles smug at him before stripping out of his T-shirt, and Makarov trys to open his pants, but Yuri is pinning his hands over his head. And Yuri looks so god damm atractive right now, sitting on Makarovs hips, pinning him down, looking down at like he's a meal and Yuri looks so confident.

"Looks like I'm on top now", Yuri jokes smugly love seeing Makarov struggling to get free.

"Enjoy while it last", Makarov talks back trying to get his hands free.

"Oh I will enjoy this, hope you do too", Yuri promises, before rolling his hips against Makarovs. Makarov moans at this, throwing his head back, chasing the contact.

"So eager", Yuri wispers in his ears, causing goosebumps and a low moan. Yuri losses his grip and Makarov gets his hands free, instantly trying to get Yuri under him again. The emphasis is on trying because Yuri is not moving an inch, looking even amsued.

"Cute", he comments Makarovs attempt to flip positions, before opening Makarovs belt, causing the other to moan. Yuris hand is disappearing in the open pants, toying with the hard dick while observing the others reaction. How he is melting because of the touch, his fighting stopping for a moment, eyes half lided and a breathy moan is leaving his lips.

This only holds for a moment before Makarov sits up to kiss Yuri. Arms closing around Yuris shoulder while deepening the kiss. Licking in Yuris mouth having the sounds he is making muffled by the kiss. Yuri pulls back and Makarov follows him getting a quick peck on the lips. Makarov would never admit it but he is pouting when Yuri is standing up. The pout is disappearing when Yuri pulls at his his pants down, Makarov helping by lifting his hips. Then Yuri is moving Makarovs hands towards his own belt, gasping when Makarov is brushing his finger purposefully over Yuris dick. Makarov stops, Yuri feels big, swallos at this before opening the pants. When Yuri steped out of them and trys to get on Makarovs lap again Makarov is trying to get Yuri under him. They have a playfull fight on the bed, that is ending with Makarov pinned down. His face in the sheets with Yuri pushing his head down and pressing his weight against Makarovs back. The hand is disappearing from Makarovs head and reappearing on his dick. Yuri humms pleased feeling the big wet spot in the front of Makarovs boxers.

"Oh you into that? Fighting in bed?", Yuri asks curious pressing his clothed dick against Makarovs ass when leaning down to wisper in to his ear.

"No~ah", Makarov moans when Yuri starts running his fingers over the still closed dick. He really isn't, but he also never had anybody he could fight before in his bed.

"Liar", Yuri huffs before slowly pulling the boxers down and finally having no barrier sperating the touch. Yuri starts to slowly yerk him off and start wispering.

"I think you like this, being pinned down on the bed after losing a fight. Mhm don't you think? Look how your already leaking so much." Makarov can only moan at this, Yuri has full control over him and he clenches the sheets, when Yuri is starting to move his hips against his ass.

"I bet you would love it, me pinning you to the ground and I fuck you right there on the floor like a animal in heat. Make you scream with my fat cock in your ass." Makarov is a mess, moaning, panting and wimpering, losing his mind over the filthy thinks Yuri is wispering in his ear.

"You like this don't you?", Yuri asks his voice so seductive, pushing Makarov closer to the edge.

"Yes", Makarovadmits, starting to fuck in Yuris fist while feeling kiss on his shoulders and neck. "Yuri", he gasps feeling he's so close just a littel bit more.

The sound of an alarm is waking Makarov up. He's hard and so close and so fucked. This photo Yuri send him changed something in his brain. In all his fantasys Yuri is perfectly following his lead, but this? A dominant Yuri pinning him down? This Yuri makes him arching nearly coming in his fucking sleep like a horny teenager, dominant Yuri is dangerous. And where does the fantasy from being fucked on the floor comes fro.? It's like Yuri opend a door in his mind bringing desires to light Makarov himself don't even knows about. He finally smashes the alarm clock before buring his face in a pillow groaning. He moves one hand down, stroking his dick slowly just as the Yuri from his dream. Imaging its Yuris hand, pretending the blanket is Yuri pressing himself against his back. Trying to think about another filthy think wispered in his ear.

"You will look so good with my cum leaking out of you" his brain comes up with and it's pushing Makarov over the edge. "Shit", he says in the pillow when his orgasm ended, his hand and boxers sticky with thick robes of cum, he don't think one of the prostitutes he fucked ever caused him such a hard orgasm. He has to face the truth he is into Yuri atleast sexual and needs to get him back in bed. No person was ever good enough for a second fuck to him, Yuri will be no exception to this and when he got him out of his system these fantasies will stop.

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Usagi tasukino headcanons 🐰

🌙when you met her, it was when you were playing some sailor v games at the motoki one-san 's game shop while you were playing you lost your focus at the sound of her whining and you came to her and told her that someone was cute as her shouldn’t cry and right there Usagi’s were gone and she was smiling again

🌙after that accident in the game shop you two become really close and have bonded with each other  and find out that you two have a lot of common

🌙 meetings in Usagi’s house and having pajama parties there is a must and whenever you come to her house, she always welcomes you with her warm smile and hugs<3

🌙 Usagi loves you very much and she gets very mad when someone speaks badly about you there was that time that you were picked up by some mean girls in school and by coincidence, Usagi saw that and you bet that she kicked their butts and shut their nasty months   " don’t you dare to speak badly of y/n!"

🌙 now as we all know that Usagi is a very bad very cook so you give her some cooking lessons which she happily takes

🌙 when you are with Usagi there’s always a lots of cuddles and fun

 🌙usagi 's favorite thing do to when she is with you is either take your cooking lessons or play sailor v games with you

🌙when you guys are in school she likes to share her bento lunch with you and feed you with it <3

🌙usagi is a very caring girl so if she sees you sad, she is always there to comfort you and give you a hug or two

🌙 there’s that time when usagi introduce  you to her friends and had a very good time playing games with them

🌙 now, when Usagi realized she had developed some feelings for you, she was confused cus these feelings were new to her and she is afraid of the fact that you don’t feel the same and reject her just like Mamoru did

🌙BUT with Minako's support Usagi was able to let go of that fear and asks Minako for help to ask you out

🌙 as Minako helps Usagi, she is finally ready to ask you out

🌙now to the asking you out part, this girl is sweating from the moment she sees you coming

🌙 "t-thank you for coming, i-wanted to t-tell you something for a long time n-now y/n,  I think  am  in love with you,    please  accept this love letter!”  she says as she hands you the letter    and  to her surprise,  you say yes and right there and there she jumps on your arms in happiness

🌙when you go on a date with her, You wored the dress that usagi gifted you long time a go and when you show up with that dress at the juban park where usagi is waiting for you, she abosetly falls in love with you again

🌙 during your date with her , you and her spoke about a lots of things like life, feelings and future etc

🌙 whenever you are alone with her, she lets you do her hair and put it into different styles and she also lets you try out her dresses and put on a fashion show for her which she adores a lot

🌙compilements you a lot, to her you are her princess

🌙calls you "honeypie", " lovebug", "cutie", "sweets"

🌙usagi's mom knows your relationship with her and is very supportive about it and whenever you come to thier home, she always cooks your fav meals for you to enjoy with usagi <3 (and totally ships you both imao)

🌙chibi- usa on the other hand is very playfull about usagi's relationship with you and is often teases Usagi about it "soo stupid Usagi has a girlfriend now, very surprising "

🌙also kissing with usagi is heaven whenever you guys kiss, you feel butterflys in your tummy and usagi takes this as her advantage to tease you about

🌙also she gets very jealous when other people trys to get close with you

🌙in the future when you guys married , she plans to make the most beutifull wedding ever with the help of her of course and imagines you in a wedding dress and thinks about how beutifull you would look in it

🌙she always wants to be happy and always tries her to make you smile

🌙long story short, usagi tasukino is deeply in love with you and her love keeps getting bigger every day