#please forgive me for how late this is omg

[elliotts-letters]

can we be platonic valentines??? we can snag some of the discounted chocolate and i have a ton of new books from the library we can read together if you want!

i would love nothing more than to be platonic valentines with you.

that post-holiday discount chocolate paired with a good book sounds golden. we ought to set up a time to do that… would you also care for some coffee at a café? it’s on me.

[bbokicidal]

Hiii! Could you pls do some hcs for like sex accidents (like funny) with inexperienced skz? Like idk I think felix would be prone to voice cracks and Han would giggle whenever something happened. Idk feel free to ignore duh! 🫶

Sure! I'll just do a small list quick since it's late for me and I'm tryna answer inbox stuff hahaha

Odd Sexual Moments w/ Inexperienced!SKZ

Chan - Cannot keep his hands to himself because he's just soooo happy to have someone to cherish and worship, which has led to him accidentally touching your bootyhole while grabbing ass. And it's HIM who makes it weird!! Usually you're just like, eh, it is what it is and honestly it's not that bad. But as soon as he realizes it he's like omg I'm so sorry and gets all red and shy like the cutie patootie he is

Minho - Gets quiet when focused and therefore makes little to no sound in bed when he's trying something new like a position or a toy or something. And then when you ask him about it his voice gets all shy and high pitched and he's like im so sorry I didn't realize I was so silent you thought I was dead beneath you my bad

Changbin - ACTUALLY choked you out with his arms once. was behind you, wrapped his arms under your neck cause he knows you like it, and then when your moans died down he was like OH NO and immediately cradled you in his lap until you were looking up at him in confusion. it took him a few hours to tell you what happened because he was embarrassed as shit but he did eventually spill the truth even if it blew his pride to dust

Hyunjin - The w o r s t kisser in the group tbh !!! even if he swears he isn't. Tries to be super suave and romantic with it but ends up nearly choking you w/ his tongue (not that you're complaining) (you can't anyway bc youre actually choking LOL) Please help him he doesn't seem to realize how much he needs to learn

Jisung - Does not know where to put his hands no matter how many times y'all have sex. The first time he legit would not touch you unless you moved his hands to your body, and even after that he was all shy and hesitant because he's A) too scared to outwardly ask and seem nervous, and B) what if he accidentally touches somewhere you don't want him to??? Super giggly about it once he gets comfortable though bc you never stop teasing him for it in bed. (he shuts you up by stuffing his fingers in your mouth but n e way)

Felix - the voice cracks !! He's heard from both you and his friends how much you seem to adore his voice and how large of a range he has so he tries reaaaally hard to use it in a sexy way in bed. but the first time he tries to make his voice lower, it cracks and he almost keels over dead when you comfort him in a fit of giggles. (there's also a time he broke out the baby voice without thinking while squeezing lube into his palm and going "that's enough~" before he booked it to the bathroom in embarrassment and took a two hour shower while trying to muster up the courage to look you in the eye again)

Seungmin - Man has NO idea what he's doing so any time you ask if he wants to have sex and he says yes, he just sits on the edge of the bed and waits expectantly for you to initiate it. Because he legit has no idea how to start anything off. Once you get going he's totally fine and p smooth with it but he cannot start it off to save his life.

Jeongin - the first few times he has sex with you he has to pause in the middle or before switching positions so he can question if this is something god would approve of. you think it's a joke at first when you ask what he's doing and he says "asking for forgiveness" but then realize hes serious. you end up waiting patiently any time he needs to stop and ponder, but eventually he quits giving a shit and says he'll repent for it later or something lol.

[cozage]

Omg I hope it’s not too late! Happy 2K yayayayay it’s been really fun watching you grow 😭. I remember when your blog was pretty new and I asked you for advice on how to make my own and you said try not to make a 2nd blog. I was wondering if I could have option 1 with a S/O who dated the monster trio but they broke up so now they are trying to win their heart back.

A/N: still my greatest regret is making this a secondary blog but it all worked out! Hope you are doing well :) thanks for being along for the ride.  Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Zoro, Sanji Total word count: 1k

Get You Back

Luffy

Luffy tries his best to move on because he thinks that's what you want.  Even though he hates going to bed alone and not sitting next to you at dinner, he tries to get over it. 

At first he acts like nothing happened. He still runs to tell you stuff as soon as he finds out something, and he always wants to take you on adventures. Sure, you broke up, but you’re still nakama, right?

Nami explains to him that you need some time before things will go back to a sense of normal, and Luffy agrees to give you space. But god, he hates it. He’s so lonely.

One night, he can’t take it anymore. He knows it’s your night to keep watch, and he joins you in the crow’s nest. He knows he should let you be, but he has to try one more thing. 

“Do you think you’ll ever forgive me?” he asked, looking out over the stars. 

“I’ve already forgiven you, Luffy.” Your voice is sad, and he knows that you’ve been lonely too. 

He turns to look at you, eyes wide and heart beating hard in his chest. “Do you think we’ll ever be together again?”

“I-” you stop, captivated by his wide, hopeful eyes. “I don’t know,” you answered truthfully. 

“I miss you,” he admitted. “I miss you so much. I hate going to bed and I hate not being around you during the day. I hate when I find a cool bug and I can’t show it to you, or when we visit an island and you don’t join me on an adventure. I just want things to be normal again. I’ll do anything, please.”

“I want to be with you, Luffy,” you said. “I just-”

He lunged for you, his lips attacking you with desperation and eagerness. You can feel his words turning into actions; you can feel how much he has longed to kiss you and touch your skin again. And maybe, just maybe, it’ll work out this time. 

Zoro

Zoro didn’t think you were serious when you said it was over. So, when he went into his room and couldn’t find any of your things, he was confused. 

He sought you out, curious. “Hey, where’s your stuff?” 

But you just rolled your eyes. “Get it through your brain Zoro. Unlike you, I say what I mean. We’re over.”

Oh. That last fight had been a breakup fight. Now he understood. 

But he saw the pain in your eyes. He knew you didn’t want this outcome. So he’d just have to prove that he was worthy of you 

He doesn’t beg for you back, but he keeps his word with everything he does. 

When you ask him to do something, he does it. Hell, even if the cook asks him to do something, he does it without complaint (especially if you’re in the room). He always keeps his word. Always. 

Part of him acts like nothing happened. He still shares booze with you, naps near you, laughs with you. But he won’t ask for you back. Even if its the only thing he wants.

After about a month, he’s had enough. It’s just the two of you on the ship, watching the Sunny as the others run off to the island. 

“When are we going to go back to normal?” he demands, storming up to you. “Don’t you think we’ve been apart for too long?”

“I told you, Zoro-”

“Don’t say it.” His voice was gruff as he pushed you up against the wall and pinned you there with his own body. “Please, don’t say it.”

“We’re bad for each other,” you whispered, trying to ignore the mess of emotions you were feeling at the moment.

“We’re not,” he argued. “I swear we’re not. Let me prove it.” His lips hover over your mouth, waiting for permission. “Please, let me prove it.”

“One more cha-” His lips crash into yours, and you find yourself melting into the touch you had missed so much over the past few weeks. 

Sanji

This man is the best at apologies. He knows no shame and smothers you in love. 

Every morning, you get an immaculate breakfast. Your snacks and desserts are the ones he knows you adore. You are pampered beyond your wildest imagination (which is impressive after dating Sanji for so long. You thought you had seen it all.)

Fresh flowers at your bedside every morning (where is he getting all of these flowers??). Rose petals lead to your bedroom at night. You’d think you were on a honeymoon.

It’s almost annoying. It’s almost too much. But Sanji knows when he’s starting to become annoying, and he’ll let up slightly, just long enough for you to calm down. And then he’ll start back up again. 

The biggest thing for you though, is the next time you go onto an island. 

His eyes stay on you. They hardly even linger as he walks with you, Nami, and Usopp through the shopping district. 

If any pretty ladies walk by, he doesn’t even bother to look. He’s so captivated by you that he doesn’t even notice anyone else. 

While your back is turned or while you’re shopping, he doesn’t even gawk at any islanders (Nami and Usopp watch him for ANY hint of flirtation. There is NONE.)

He only vanishes for a brief moment in a jewelry store, coming back with a little bag of his own. “Cufflinks,” he explains. “My other ones broke.”

When you all get back to the ship, he pulls you aside and gives you a bracelet full of aquamarine stones that reminds you of his eyes. 

“Please, be mine again,” he begs, holding the box out. “It hurt to breathe without you. I need you. Please.”

“Sanji,” you breathe out. “It’s beautiful.”

“Just like you,” he whispers. “Y/N, I’m so-”

You jump into his arms, pushing your lips against his. You missed that sweet taste of vanilla that was always on his tongue, and you had a feeling you wouldn’t ever have to go without it again.

[tpwk-formula1]

They Grow Up So Fast - OP81

Oscar Piastri X Plus size swimsuit model! Norris Reader

Summary: Lando finally brings his sister around the paddock. How will Oscar and the rest of the grid handle the new regular.

Warnings: some hate towards both the reader and oscar.

Face claim - Pearl Maria Froud

Instagram

Y/Nnorris

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Y/Nnorris Growing up I remember I could never understand why I was built the way that I was. Now I'm thankful for the ass I was given. Lando if you see this post just don't swipe.

User1 OMG I'm seriously in love with you

User2 I just know Lando didn't read the caption😂😂

-> landonorris For once I actually did read the caption first

landonorris As your older brother it is my duty to tell you, you've always been beautiful... annoying as fuck as well.

-> User3 When you thought Lando would say something sweet about Y/N but then makes sure to show that they are in fact siblings

-> Mclaren Lando we've talked about this... you have to be nice to our guests.

--> User4 OMG Y/N IN THE PADDOCK THIS WEEKEND?!?!

user5 LMAO I'm not over Mclaren admin telling Lando he needs to be nicer to his sister

user6 I want your ass!

carlossainz Why do you never visit me!

-> Y/Nnorris as Charles has stated before... you never invite me over!

--> Landonorris @/carlossainz you better leave my sister alone!! She is far to young for you!

---> Y/Nnorris But Lando you know I like them older!

user7 I'll never understand why Y/N gets so much hype?! Like she's not even that pretty! Lando is def the better Norris sibling

User8 I literally love Y/N she's so fucking gorgeous

sabrinacarpenter Please marry me

-> Y/Nnorris let's go to the court house!🏃🏻‍♀️

Instagram

Mclaren

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Mclaren Swimsuit model Y/N Norris has made her paddock debut today here in Japan

user9 UGH why does F1 keep letting random women into the paddock like this

user10 Oh how I love Y/N!

landonorris Now why does my sister get her own post like this😒

user11 LMAOOOO not Lando being his sister's biggest opp

user12 I love how Mclaren calls her "swimsuit model" as if she isn't there because Lando is her brother.

Y/Nnorris Thank you so much for the invite! We both know Lando would never invite me.

-> landonorris You're the biggest liar ever! You literally tell me you're tired of watching me drive in circles

-> Mclaren We're so happy to have you! You were lovely and we hope to see you at more races to come.

charleslecerc She wasn't even in Ferrari yet she was the sweet person I met on the paddock

-> Mclaren I'd offer to share but she's all ours

user13 How long do we think it'll be before rumors of her dating a driver start?

-> user14 I doubt anyone will be shipping Y/N with a driver... she's not their type

Instagram Stories

Y/Nnorris

landonorris WHO IS IT?!?!

-> Y/Nnorris I literally have no idea what you're talking about

-> Landonorris Y/N I'M NOT PLAYING!!! WHO WAS THIS BOLD TO ASK YOU OUT?!?!

-> Y/Nnorris Stop worrying your pretty little head

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user15 I'm stunned!!! No way you moved that quickly

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sabrinacarpenter OMG is it the cutie you were telling me about?!

-> y/nnorris YES! He's literally the sweetest!

-> sabrinacarpenter I can't wait for you to tell me all about him!

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Twitter

Three Months Later

Instagram stories

Y/Nnorris

landonorris I hope you know you made him late for the meeting today!

-> Y/Nnorris And how tf was that my fault! I had no idea he was gonna come visit me.

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user20 I just know this is Oscar!

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user21 Who is it! I need to know

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sabrinacarpenter Thank you so much for finally letting me meet him! He really is so sweet and the way he looks at you!!!!

-> Y/Nnorris I'm so glad you like him! I really like him!

Oscarpiastri

Y/Nnorris I wasn't mad... Just disappointed!

-> oscarpiastri I'm sorry I ate the last cookie you made for me!

-> Y/Nnorris I can taste the sarcasm! But I forgive cause youre so cute and I love you!

-> oscarpiastri I love you too

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charleslecerc You better treat her good!

-> oscarpiastri Why do I feel like you're gonna be more protective of her than her brother?!

--> charleslecerc She's too sweet to be hurt!

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landonorris I tried to warn you about her!

-> oscarpiastri She didn't need to come with a warning label!

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user22 Now what did you do to make our girl mad?!

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user23 You finally pull a girl and now you're out here making her mad! You men are literally so fucking useless! You do not deserve her

Texts between Oscar and You

Instagram

Y/Nnorris

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Y/Nnorris Oh how I love Silverstone and my photographer boyfriend (can you guess which picture he took)

user24 I feel like it was pic #2 and he was genuinely trying to get a candid

-> Y/Nnorris Haha yes! The sun was too bright so when I went to turn around I ended up giving him a stank face and this was the nicest one I could find😂😂

yourbff I can't wait to watch the hot men drive in circles all weekend long 😀

-> Y/Nnorris Don't act like you're not excited to watch my brother 😒

--> yourbff Why do you always have to call me out... but on a real note @/landonorris I want a paddock pass please 🥹

---> landonorris Y/N has a fresh pass with your name written all over it already... I feel used

user25 Do we still think Oscar is the man she is soft-launching?

Carlossainz You'd look so good in Ferrari red

-> landonorris no

-> oscarpiastri no

-> Mclaren no

-> Y/Nnorris They want me to say no as well but 💳 (that is me slamming my card down for you to sneak it to my apartment)

user26 So gorgeous!

oscarpiastri Can't wait to see you around this weekend!

-> user27 Now Oscar why do you act like you aren't being soft launched all over her IG

user28 I would like to stop seeing this fatty on my feed

-> oscarpiastri Maybe start with unfollowing her?😒😒😒

--> user29 LMAOOOO oscar is having none of it! We love when he stands up for his girl

Twitter

Instagram Stories

Oscarpiastri

Y/Nnorris I feel like this is all the confirmation they will need

-> Oscarpiastri I think they already knew Sweatheart

-> Y/Nnorris True but I like keeping it a little secret

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user35 Still not over you taking my girl like that

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user36 I'll never unstained why you picked the fat girl!

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user37 Y'all are such a cute couple!!!

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user38 You do not deserve Y/N! I hope when you told Lando about the relationship he didn't support cause you're not good enough for her!

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user39 Such a beautiful couple!

Twitter

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YNnorris

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Y/Nnorris @/logansargeant said something about being thankful? Idk what you American's do on a random Thursday in November but I hard launch my Aussie boyfriend.

On a real note Happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate! I'm thankful for all of you guys!

tagged Oscarpiastri

Oscarpiastri I finally get a post dedicated to me and @/logansargeant gets mentioned

-> logansargeant Toughen up

Oscarpiastri I love you! I'm forever and always thankful for her!

user46 I was not mentally prepared for a hard launch today!

user47 the scream I scrumpt! HOLY SHIT ITS FINALLY HAPPENING!

user48 I can't believe he actually picked the fat girl! Charity work frfr

sabrinacarpenter Almost burned the house down! I can't believe we finally got the hard launch!

yourbff Well I'm thankful that I no longer have to keep my mouth shut about knowing the cutest couple on the grid!

-> Y/Nnorris I'm surprised you did keep your mouth shut

--> yourbff why do I feel like this is a dig?

---> Oscarpiastri That's cause it was... you're the biggest yapper I have ever met

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One year later

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Y/Nnorris

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Y/Nnorris I said yes

User49 I can't believe it is so full circle that they're getting married

sabrinacarpenter they grow up so fast 🤧🤧🤧

landonorris I wish you could have seen the nerves Osc had all week😂😂😂

-> oscarpiastri Why must you expose me?!

Oscarpiastri I love you so much and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you!

user50 I just know this wedding is gonna be so beautiful

mclaren Can we have a papaya themed wedding?

-> Y/Nnorris I'm gonna hold your hand while I tell you this

--> user51 Y/N Norris is one of the funniest humans I have ever seen

user52 I can't wait to see this wedding

[thenerdiestwizard]

Reward.

Pairing: university professor!Gregory House x AFAB!reader

Summary: you are in your fourth year of university, ready to leave in less than a few months and get your medical degree finally - But what happens when you've fallen in love with your biology professor?

TW: smut, fluff, age gap (reader is in her 20s, house is in his late 40s), soft!house (maybe even ooc!house), pet names like "pretty girl", literal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) , softdom!house, subby!reader, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, nipple play if you squint.

Word count: 4.5k words.

a/n: Omg this is my first fanfic ever and I'm so freaking nervous 😭. Anyways, hope you like it, and please forgive me if there are some mistakes, English isn't my first language. Feel free to leave suggestions and recommendations to improve my writing <3

"You like him! I KNEW IT!!" F/N yelled.

You have been in love with your biology professor since the first year you entered in that university. You couldn't keep your mind off him. And that professor was Dr House, an arrogant, cocky, and selfish man.

Although you knew he didn't like you the same way- at least that's what you thought.- You simply couldn't ignore him, you were truly infatuated by him since you met him.

In his class, you always did everything you could to get the best grades, always doing his works on time and even some extra works too, even if you already had a high grade.

You wanted your professor to be proud of you, to hear him tell you how good you had done - even if it wasn't genuine.

But deep down you knew that moment wasn't gonna come, knowing you weren't enough for him.

"F/N, can you please close the door?" You muttered, looking down ashamed.

Your friend giggled and nodded, getting up to close the door and jumping back to your bed.

"Sooo... Dr House it is?" F/N teased, smirking.

You looked away, blushing slightly and sighing, then nodding defeated. "How did you find out? I thought nobody would notice." You asked confused.

F/N friend looked at you with a poker face. "Me? How did I find out? I'd be worried if I didn't! The looks you give him are enough to tell you're enamoured by him!" F/N tells you.

"Is it that obvious?" You sighed, hiding your face in your hands, clearly ashamed of yourself.

Now you were afraid that if F/N found out without telling her, your professor may know it already.

Your friend softened his expression, grabbing your hands and parting them away before hugging you.

You hugged her back.

"Don't worry Y/N... I don't think he knows, he prolly thinks that you're just being nice to him." F/N said, comforting you.

You nodded and hugged her tightly, thinking about him.

You thought about your interactions in the past years. Have you been subtly about your crush or not? Maybe he knows, or maybe he doesn't.

You've been the only one to make his little extra works, only for the little smile he gave you when you gave him the work. You tried your best really. But despite the fact that you got the highest grade always, you didn't think it was enough for him.

Maybe he could have noticed the looks you give him when he's sitting on that damned chair behind that damned desk, completely distracted by his form, his voice, by him. Thinking about how you wished to be trapped between him and that desk, about having the courage to tell him how you feel.

But you couldn't do that.

You were a shy person, always quiet and well behaved. That's why you think your professor hasn't told you many rude things like he did to the others, and how he looked at you when he gave you your exam, a sincere smile crawling into his face.

But you thought that the way he was towards you was out of pure kind. You knew that deep down he was a kind person. You had always thought that, even when he yelled at you or insulted you when you didn't get the correct answer, looking at you after with a regretful look you didn't notice because of your head looking down with shame.

So you didn't got your hopes up. Telling yourself that he was like that with everyone, that he was your professor with many more years than you.

Telling yourself that he didn't view you as more as a student, that you weren't going to have nothing with him because you were a child for him.

Your friend said goodbye to you, leaving you alone with your thoughts in your apartment.

Tomorrow started the last semester of the year, meaning that your little week of holidays was over.

But you weren't nervous about that, you were nervous about seeing him.

You woke up groggily, looking at your alarm, which told you that it was already late.

You quickly got up and went to have a shower, then going to your room and dressing nicely, subtly wanting to impress your professor. Then you went to drink a quick coffee and a toast, running to the bathroom when you finished eating. You brushed your teeth, brushed your hair and after that, you put on your shoes and got your backpack, picking up your keys before putting on some cologne and leaving.

Now you were in your biology class, the bell just rang and you were glad Dr House wasn't there yet. Your friend was at your left, teasing you about your outfit choice, whispering about your little crush.

She had told you that she was suspicious about it for a very long time, meaning that she knew much before she told you.

You couldn't believe it, sighing when you looked at her and telling yourself that it was going to be okay, but deep inside very nervous.

That feeling didn't go when he came into the class, limping like always.

Nobody said anything, afraid he was going to answer with some mean thing.

For some reason you couldn't look him in the eyes, fidgeting with your hands when he sat down and started talking about something you couldn't make up because you were too entranced in your thoughts.

You didn't notice the class ended when the bell rang. It was the last class you had that day, and people were starting to leave.

You started to pack your things up when you heard the voice of your professor.

"Y/N, come here." House demanded, a stern tone lacing his voice.

You nodded, still looking down and not knowing what to do, cursing yourself internally when you got closer to him.

"Yes, Dr House?" You said with a shy tone, it was the first time you looked at him in the whole day.

A warm feeling taking over your body when you noticed the distance between the two of you.

"Have you done drugs?" House asked.

"What? No?" You were shocked and confused.

"You weren't yourself today." He stated. "I wanted to know why, you can't lower those grades..." He said, a hint of disappointed in his voice.

You looked down, sad he only cared about your grades.

"N-nothing, just didn't sleep very well... That's all." You mumbled, looking up at him again, one of your hands going to scratch the back of your neck uncomfortably.

He nodded, looking at you sternly. "Get some rest then." He said coldly, grabbing his cane and leaving you alone in the classroom.

You picked up your things and left, not knowing what to think, a pang of sadness in your chest.

The next day arrived, so did the next, and finally, the day before the final exam arrived.

You've been working pretty hard, pushing yourself to the edge to give the best of you.

Dr House didn't say anything else to you after that day, not even a mean comment - but you didn't think of it.

The weeks before were plagued by works, and exams of other subjects, so you didn't sleep very well, but still you managed to try and not make your favorite professor disappointed.

That biology exam was the last one you had before your graduation, and it was the one you cared about the most. You started to study for it when there was no exam date, wanting to get the best grade and prove your value to him, and for him to finally praise you.

Now you were studying in your apartment, one day before the exam. You had studied everything, even the things that you weren't supposed to study.

Closing the book and your notes, you went to sleep, wishing for the best.

The next day you woke up and you got prepared like always, this time with a nervous feeling.

The hour of the exam came, and surprisingly, you finished the first one. Giving your exam to your professor with a little smile on your face, feeling proud of yourself for filling all of the answers.

But he didn't look at you, like he didn't care.

You left the class without saying a word, a few tears slipping down your cheeks.

Then, the last day of university arrived.

F/N and you had already bought your dresses for the graduation party that night. She bought a pretty yellow dress, while you bought a red one.

You woke up that day, still having school hours in the morning, you dressed up nicier than normal with a skirt and a blouse that accentuated your figure, and went to class.

Every professor was wishing you and your class a good graduation and saying goodbye to all of you, telling how good you would do in life and blah blah blah...

While everyone was tearing up and excited for leaving university, you were excited for seeing Dr House.

You had biology class that day, the last class of the day.

And it arrived, finally.

"Good morning guys." House said coming into the class, a stern tone in his voice like always.

The class was silent like always.

"Well..." He started. "Today we don't have nothing to talk about." He said looking up at all of you.

You were pretty nervous, you didn't receive your biology test still, and you were dying to know your grade.

He looked at everyone in the class, his eyes lingering on your figure more than they should.

But you didn't notice that, too busy thinking about your grade and fidgeting with your hands.

"All I can say, it's that..." He trailed. It sounded genuine, like he didn't want to say something mean.

"You've all done a good job." He said, grabbing his cane and looking down, like he was ashamed of saying something nice.

House lifted his cane and pushed it down again, making a thud noise.

"You can come and check your grade, then you can leave." He said, getting next to the pile of exams he had brought in.

Your friend looked at you smiling before going to check her grade.

Everyone has left the class already, leaving you and your professor alone.

You were the last.

"Y/N." He called, looking up at your frame.

Nervously you got up and approached him. Not daring to say anything, you looked down, fidgeting with the ends of the skirt you were wearing.

You could notice his stare, making you more and more nervous.

Finally, you looked at him, waiting for him to give you your exam.

"Here you go." He said, his voice still serious.

You got a 100%, a perfect grade.

But you didn't care about the grade really, you only wanted to see his face, to see if he was proud of you.

You looked up at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Well done, princess." House said, a smirk crawling onto his face when he saw how he caught you off guard, turning you into a blushing mess.

You looked at him confused, your face still all red at the sudden praise.

"P-princess?" You stuttered, looking up at his piercing blue eyes.

"I thought that's what you wanted, for me to praise you." He said smirking.

You were shocked. You looked down, blushing even more, not wanting to assume anything in front of him.

He grabbed the exam from your hands and put it on the desk. "You're the only one who strives herself like that in my subject." He says, his voice dropping lower. "Always wanting to be the best in class, turning your works in time..." He inched closer.

"Did you think that because you're quiet I wouldn't notice?" He grabbed your chin, making you look at him. "You do extra works you don't need to do, knowing you have a high grade already." He chuckled.

Your lips started to tremble, afraid he was gonna get angry at you.

"Aw, poor girl... Don't worry... I like you too." House whispered in your ear, his breath on your neck.

You didn't think he would say that, the tears that were already starting to slip from your eyes stopping, your breath hitching.

"W-What?" You asked, your voice trembling.

"You heard me pretty girl." He said, getting away from your neck and looking at you in the eyes, a sincere look on his face. "Am I wrong about anything I said?"

You looked away, blushing. "N-no..."

His smirk got bigger inching closer to you.

"So all this time you really did all of this because you wanted me to praise you? To call you a good girl?" He asked, turning you around so now you were trapped against the desk and him.

You nodded pathetically, clenching your thighs together at the sight of his frame on top of yours.

He laughed, suddenly kissing your forehead in a soothing way.

You blushed even more, hiding your face in his chest in an attempt to hide your blushing face.

House chuckled again.

"Didn't know you were such a sucker for me under all that quiet girl mask..." He teased before suddenly grabbing your thighs and putting you on top of the desk.

You quickly looked away, not bearing how close he was to you.

He got closer to you, settling himself between your legs.

The pool of arousal between your legs was sure noticeable, your pussy clenching around nothing.

You dared to look at him, soft eyes looking at his blue ones.

"D-Dr House..." You stammered, not knowing how to start.

If this was leading somewhere you wanted to know if he really wanted you how you wanted him.

"Greg, call me Greg." He said softly, his hand going to put a strand of hair behind your ear.

You smiled softly at this.

"D-do you really like me?" You asked nervously.

He smiled, getting closer to you and finally kissing you softly, making you gasp in the kiss.

Pulling away he looked at you, it was the first time you saw him like that, so vulnerable.

"Haven't you noticed?" He mumbled. "I've been ogling you all these years..." He continues. "Trying so hard not to snap at you, to tell you how much I've wanted you." He sighed, looking away.

His brows were furrowed, a serious expression on his face telling you that he was serious.

"I'm in love with you Y/N." House admitted. "I know I-Im your professor and all that things but I'm in love with you, and I think you're old enough to choose if you want to be with me." He said "I'm not into younger women but... You have something, you're so desperate to get my approval." He chuckles softly. "And you didn't give up huh? Even in your last exam you tried your best... " He looked at you.

You were flustered by now, your thighs clenching around his waist.

"You've been nothing but kind to me." He trailed off. "I guess you really are into me mhm? Although I tried to push you away saying mean things to you, you never said anything..." He added.

His hands going to grab your waist this time.

You whimpered at his touch. Rough hands against soft skin.

"I-I wanted to be y-your favorite..." You slipped up, his hands caressing your sides.

He laughed at this, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Guess you got what you wanted mhm?" House teased, his lips getting closer to yours again, inches away.

You needed him, but you didn't know what to do. After all this time, you had him like you wanted, but you never thought your fantasies would happen.

"Cat got your tongue?" He whispered, his lips grazing against yours.

You shook your head softly, putting your hands on his chest.

House kissed you again, this time it was a heated kiss. Your hands gripping his shirt, and your hips grinding against his clothed bulge. His hands going to grab your ass, pushing you harder against him.

Moans spilling from your mouth at the friction, groans spilling from his.

Pulling away from the kiss he started to kiss your neck.

"So good for me..." He praised between kisses. "So pretty."

You whimpered at his praises, bucking your hips in an attempt to gain more friction. Getting out a groan from House he mumbled against your skin. "Pretty girl needs his professor's cock?" You whined at him. "Don't worry, you're gonna get it..." He trailed off, his right hand going down your body, nestling in your thighs.

"But first we gotta have you prepared mhm? Want it to fit..." House mumbled, his hand going between your thighs now, his fingers caressing your pussy over your wet panties.

You moaned when he rubbed your clothed clit.

"So wet and needy..." He chuckled, finally taking off your panties. "Is this all for me mhm?" He said, his finger gliding over your wet pussy lips, collecting your arousal.

"Y-yes professor!" You moaned out, your hips bucking up against his fingers, wanting to feel more of him.

He smirked. "You've been so good for me..." He started, his fingers going up and down, teasing your entrance. "My best student... My favorite one." He said, chuckling when you moaned at his words, bucking your hips again. "I think you deserve a reward..." He said deeply.

Finally he pushed one finger into your cunt, starting to move it slowly watching your every move.

"G-greg." You whined, he tilted his head, humming. "Yes?" House asked. "M-more please..." You pleaded.

Laughing at your request, he pushed another finger inside, curling them just to hit the right spot.

Moaning loudly at the sudden shock of pleasure, your hands went to grab the edges of the desk tightly.

"Is this what you wanted mhm?" Your professor mumbled, his voice dripping with lust. His fingers moving faster by the second.

You nodded desperately. "Y-yes! W-wanted y-you since I saw you..." You said between moans. Your face was flushed.

"Yeah?... Me too darling." Smirking, he fastened his fingers even more. Your orgasm getting closer. "Wanted you since you talked to me the first time." He whispered to you. "I've been wanting you all these years." He mumbled in your neck.

"Always being so well behaved... Even after I called you a slut for wearing those outfits." His words sending you over the edge, making you moan his name loudly. "G-greg!"

A few groans slipped from his lips, bucking his hips against the desk to try to gain some friction. "F-fuck, I love it when you moan my name like that." House groaned in your ear.

Coming down from your orgasm he got his fingers out, and got on his knees. "Need to taste you." He mumbled before lifting your skirt enough to grab your ass and pull you to the edge of the desk.

Your professor got his face closer to your cunt. Feeling his hot breath made you shiver.

House looked up before licking a stripe up your pussy, making wet sounds.

You whimpered at this, grabbing the desk tighter.

"I love the sounds you make..." He mumbled before licking another stripe, wanting to hear you moan for him again.

You throwed your head when he started to suck on your clit. "F-fuuuck p-professor~" You moaned, making him groan against your clit, sending vibrations and making you moan even more.

"You taste like heaven." He said, getting away from your clit.

You whimpered at his words.

His tongue went to your cunt, licking it up and down, to then start to suck on your clit again.

Your orgasm was building again, moaning when you finally came all over his mouth.

He moaned against your clit, and you noticed he had been bucking his hips against the desk again. "Good girl..." He groaned.

After House rode your orgasm out, he got away from your cunt, getting up.

You catched your breath after your second orgasm.

"P-Please wait a minute." You stuttered breathing heavily.

He chuckled. "Can't handle more?"

"Yes!" You replied almost instantly. "I-Its just that... I-im a virgin." You confessed, a wave of shame coming over you, making you look away.

House didn't say anything and grabbed your chin, making you look at him.

He smiled softly and kissed you.

"We don't have to do anything If you don't want to..." He whispered softly looking into your eyes.

"I want to." You said, looking at him. "I-I trust you."

He nodded. "Okay princess." He said, grabbing your legs and spreading them.

House stopped and looked at you. "Do you have a condom?"

You shook your head. "I'm on the pill."

He nodded, his hands going to unzip his  pants.

"G-greg." You muttered, your hands going to grip at his shirt. "Want to touch you..." You mumbled.

He chuckled at you. "Can't get enough huh?" Once he unzipped his pants, he started to unbutton his shirt, his upper body now visible.

"Take off your shirt." He said. "It's only fair if I get to see those perfect tits of yours too." He whispered smirking.

With a faint blush on your face, you took off your shirt, throwing it somewhere in the classroom. Then you took off your bra, looking away shamefully.

It took you off guard when House took both off your tits on his hands, massaging them. You whimpered softly at this, your hips bucking with need again.

"What a pair of perfect tits, so round and soft..." He said, looking at you with desire.

"P-Please p-professor..." You begged, wanting to have him inside.

"Needy girl." He teased. One of his hands going to free his cock. Once he got it out you got to see it, big and veiny, and hard as a rock. "But don't worry, I am too." He whispered.

He spreaded your legs wider, and pushed your skirt higher so he could have more access to your cunt.

"You ready?" He said, you nodded.

He aligned the tip on your cunt, entering slowly.

You sighed, feeling him entering inside you.

"Fuck you're tight." He groaned, one hand on his dick and the other on your tight.

He pushed harder, entering halfway.

You whimpered, you felt a pang of pain and of pleasure at the same time.

"I'm halfway there." He said, pushing harder so now he was full inside you.

A tear ran down your cheek at the pain.

He saw you, and cleaned it with his thumb.

"I'm not gonna move until you tell me to." He reassured.

You nodded. Waited a few seconds till the pain faded and became pleasure.

"Y-you can move." You told him.

He nodded and started moving his hips, groaning at your tightness.

You moaned, bucking your hips wanting even more.

"P-Please faster G-greg..." You whispered softly.

He chuckled, his face getting closer to yours and his hands going to grab your legs, putting them around his waist.

"Wanted this for so long." He whispered in your ear. His hips moving faster, making you moan. "You d-don't know how m-much I've had to control m-myself." He said between thrusts, groans and deep moans falling from his lips. "When you came into c-class with these skirts, or when y-you wore those low cut shirts.. I-I wanted nothing but to bend y-you over the desk.."

You clenched around him at his words.

He moaned at this. "Y-yes! Clench like that a-around me, fuck..."

You supported yourself on the desk, your body trembling because of the pleasure.

He began to kiss your neck while pounding into you.

"I can't believe I'm t-the first one who g-got to see you like this." He mumbled in your neck.

"I-I've kept myself for y-you." You moaned between thrusts.

He groaned at your words, pounding into you harder. Your orgasm waving over you when he hit that spot, making you clench around him.

"Y-yess! Fuck s-so perfect my pretty girl mhm?" He moaned against your neck.

He kept thrusting into you, his mouth going to suck on your nipples.

"My favorite g-girl mhm so pretty." He said lost in pleasure. Pulling away from your nipples he got closer to your mouth, kissing you.

His thrusts kept getting faster and harder, moans coming from both of you now.

"W-what a good girl..." He groaned against your neck. "Letting your p-professor be the one t-to ruin you like this...f-fuck." House moaned in your ear.

"I-Im your g-good girl?" You whimpered to him.

He grabbed your ass, pushing you even closer to him. "H-hell yes y-you are, you've always b-been." He groaned against your skin. "Always p-pleasing me..." He moaned. "You deserve a-a reward huh?"

You nodded, tears forming in your eyes because of your fourth orgasm getting closer. 

"G-getting closer again? C-come on, cum all over my c-cock like the good girl y-you are..." He groaned in your ear. His thrusts getting sloppier by the second.

His words making you finally come, moaning his name like a prayer while you threw your head back and clenched around him. "G-greg!"

"F-Fuck! Y-Y/N, g-gonna fill this pretty p-pussy up." He moaned deeply into your ear, giving one final thrust and coming inside of you. Your name falling from his lips like a prayer.

After coming down from your orgasms, he pulled out, cum leaking from your cunt.

You whimpered at the feeling of not having him inside you. He chuckled.

Heavy breaths coming from you both, you didn't know what to say.

"Lets get you dressed up." He said, first putting on his boxers and zipping up his pants.

He grabbed the shirt that you threw earlier, your bra and your panties, then he gave them to you.

He dressed up too, buttoning his shirt and grabbing his cane.

You dressed up, and when you tried to get off the desk, you fell down.

He laughed softly, grabbing you for support.

"Twins!" He joked. You laughed at this.

He smiled softly when he heard you laugh.

"I meant it." He said.

"What?" You asked.

"What I said earlier about me loving you." He mumbled looking away.

"R-really?" You said looking at him, he confirmed that he loved you, and you couldn't believe it.

He nodded. "Then what?" House looked at you.

"I do w-want to be with you." You whispered to him, a faint blush appearing over your face.

He smiled again, getting closer to your face and kissing you sweetly.

"I love you Y/N." He mumbled against your lips.

You smiled at him. "I love you too Greg."

[loveriotss]

Hii! Could you do some Mr.Compress headcanons pls? Tysmm! 💗

HCS OF HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⸻ atsuhiro sako / mr compress

INCLUDES — gn! reader, fluff, headcannons, drabbles/one shots WARNINGS — reader is implied to be part of the lov/lives together with the

main masterlist — mha masterlist ༊*·˚

he lovess bragging about you to the other members.

literally will not shut up!!

atsuhiro leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his lips as he sipped his drink. across from him, sat twice who looked like he was being held hostage. "you wouldn't believe the day i've had," atsuhiro began, his eyes sparkling. "y/n cooked for me today! it was so remarkable and exquisite! they made this-" "listen man," twice interrupted, trying to put on a pleasant expression. "i'm really happy for you and i love that you enjoy your time with y/n! but..how long are you planning to keep talking about them? it's been like almost 4 hours."

dates with him are always unique and memorable. private magic shows, picnics in scenic spots or romantic candle lit dinners in secret places.

a HUGE gift giver!

he will go all out! oh you were eyeing a pair of cute shoes today? he stealthily compressed it and presented it to you proudly. or maybe you had to reluctantly leave a cute giant teddy bear behind at that one shop...only to find out that the marble atsuhiro left on your desk was actually the teddy bear!

yeah he's technically stealing them instead of buying but its the thought that counts! (he is a villian after all, what can you expect?)

he's not afraid to show you his love openly.

expect grand declarations of love, like surprise dates or writing you countless romantic letters as if he were a lovesick teenager.

the other lov members are sick and jealous of you two.

he always respects your personal space and boundaries and makes sure you don't get overwhelmed by his dramatic personality.

as much as he is confident and flashy in public, he's incredibly affectionate and sweet in private.

late night cuddle sessions while you two talk for hours on end, comfortable in each other's arms. honestly, that's his favorite part of the day.

he can be a bit possessive, but not in an oppressive way.

usually more dramatic and pouty when he's jealous, making the situation more silly than serious.

in the dim glow of your room, atsuhiro sulked dramatically on the edge of your bed. you were completely engrossed in your book, sitting with your back pressed against the headboard of your bed. "do you know," atsuhiro began, letting out a melodramatic sigh, "how dreadfully overlooked and unimportant i feel at this moment?" you glanced up, an eyebrow raised. "oh really? and what is that supposed to mean?". atsuhiro shifted, leaning forward with an exaggerated pout. "well, it's not everyday one finds themselves overshadowed by a book of all things." you giggled softly, setting the book aside. "aww are you jealous of a book?" "jealous?" he scoffed, "whatever made you think such a thing? i simply can't bear to see my amazing presence overshadowed by..pages. that's all!" "alright, oh great one, i apologize for this disastrous behavior of mine. please forgive me" you reply, matching his tone playfully. his pout softened into a smile, the dramatic flair melting into warmth. "well, perhaps if you could indulge me with a bit more attention, i may consider forgiving you." "yes yes, my attention is now all yours." you reply, wrapping your arms around him as you place a soft kiss on the top of his head.

NOTE — omg i can finally make posts with the asks!! it used to glitch for some reason before when id try to make longer posts with it 😭. anyways i kinda giggled while writing this ugh im so delusional 🤭🤭. also added two drabbles/one shots (idk what to call it) just becauseee. sorry if this might seem a bit ooc, i referred solely to google to get an idea of his personality because honestly i dont rmb shit of what he said or did in the anime 🧍.

©loveriotss — all rights reserved to me. please don’t try to copy/steal my work. please do not use any of my ideas/translate my work without my permission.

[midnightorchids]

naz, hi!!!!!

i’m so late with this ask (forgive me) but how do you think jason spends his birthday? how would you spend it with him? do you think he’s a big birthday cake person or is there some other secret treat he likes better?

wishing you the best week!

xoxo sunnie (@fic-over-cannon)

OMG SUNNIE MY BELOVED!! NO PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR THE (EXTREMELY) LATE RESPONSE!!

But to answer your questions… I think Jason likes to celebrate his birthday in a very relaxed way. Nothing too crazy, just him, his partner and yummy food.

The day would start off simple, you make him waffles for breakfast and leave him a new book on the dinning table. He’d come down the stairs in nothing, but his grey sweats and silver chain, his white tuft covering his eyes. He’d be greeted with your sweet voice and that’s when his eyes land on the table with the book and birthday card. He grins and you bite back your excitement. He’d read while he eats and would send you a gentle smile when he notices you staring. His heart would feel all warm and fuzzy, he’s so lucky to have you.

You two would spend the day tangled in each other arms with lots of loving pecks and soft caresses. You’d constantly remind him that he’s a blessing in your life, a gift, a beautiful dream. You’d remind him of the love that you have for him and he’d honestly be holding back tears because let’s be honest, at the end of the day, our man is extremely sensitive.

He definitely likes to have a birthday cake because who doesn’t like cake? He probably takes you with him to the local bakery. You guys would end up getting a bunch of different pastries along with a hazelnut mousse cake (me projecting lol because it’s my favourite). Every year the cake would just have his new age and exclamation mark (again projecting). He’d reach out into his wallet in order to pay, only to have you pull the machine away from him and tap your card. He looks at you shocked, but deep down, it feels nice to know that you care so much.

Sometimes, you’d have dinner with his family, other times you’d cook his favourite dinner at home or you’d order take out.

Jason’s birthday’s are not about presents or the fact that he’s getting older, they’re about making him feel loved and cared for, which he almost always does, as long as you’re around.

[scaranation]

Hiii saw you had requests open and I wanted to offer some of my Scaramouche brain rot cuz man this guy makes me soft.

Scara being a touch-starved bean that when their s/o first held his face gently he legitimately just sobbed and couldn't stop himself from letting some tears out.

Scara then just not being able to function without their s/o giving him soft kisses on their forehead and being patient and loving towards him and looking like an angry wet cat whenever they are missing or off doing something where he can't follow like he'd like for too long.

Scara grumpily just kinda adopting a pillow of choice as their cuddle buddy for the time apart or if their s/o simply just doesn't live with him (yet). Maybe even stealing a sweatshirt to keep close or wear it if it fits. Just something to be comforted for the time being.

Just Scara getting pampered and loved and him just getting so overwhelmed with happy feels that he doesn't know what to do with himself.

(sorry for the long ask I just really like soft Scara he deserves to be cuddled :') do what you will with the brain rot I just wanted to share, love your work! Please don't overwork yourself! ^^)

THIS IS SO ADORABLE OMG I LITERALLY HAVE NOTHING TO ADD ITS PERFECT 😭 how do u think like this touch-starved scara is the cutest thing im actually squealing rnnn (sorry for the v late response i got busy ahahah)

༊*·˚ 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄?

Pairing: Scaramouche x GN!reader

Content: fluff, head cannons, slightly ooc but it’s clingy scara 🥺

The first time you held Scaramouche's face, you thought he hated it. His face contorted beneath your touch, and you retracted your hands - but his face followed them, his cheeks firmly pressing back into your palms.

You'd stare at him curiously as his eyes crinkled shut, mouth falling agape when tears began to slide down his cheeks. Cautiously, you’d thumb them away, feeling the smooth planes of his face crinkle as he squinted at you through his blurred vision. He was definitely embarrassed, but he couldn’t refuse your touch - it was a form of affection he’d never gotten to experience, and his sobs were almost ones of relief at finally finding someone who’d give him the love he craved.

Once he discovered the idea of physical affection, he couldn’t go without it. He liked to be touching you at all times, and would not-so-subtly sulk whenever you were too busy to give him those fluttering pecks on his face. Scaramouche would shyly put up a display of nonchalance as he pretended not to care, only finding himself somehow in your lap again. It was endearing, how touch starved he was - always craving your attention.

If you dared to go somewhere without him, he’d practically be pacing around during your absence, worrying and fuming at you for leaving him behind. Once you got back, you could’ve sworn he had his tail between his legs, invisible ears drooping as he reluctantly eased back into your embrace. Don’t get him wrong - he’s still mad, but he’s willing to forgive you for a kiss. He wouldn’t let you go for the next day at least, so don’t think about leaving him alone like that anytime soon!

When you were - much to Scaramouche’s ire - busy, he sought comfort through ways that didn’t involve clinging to you and hence risking you avoiding him for the rest of the day out of irritation. You were so tender and patient towards him, but all people had a limit. Scaramouche would sulk as he wallowed in self pity, holding himself close to one of your pillows. Sometimes, he’d take a nap on it, imagining that you were dreaming together - something about him resting his head where you’d rested yours was inherently comforting to him. If you caught him during those naps, he’d angrily leap up in embarrassment and scurry away. His heart would stutter as he fumbled on the spot when you went to search for him, holding him close again as you whispered reassurances into his ear.

“Don’t worry about it, Scara.”

“You’re laughing at me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You are!”

That was your cue to peck his lips as he froze up, overwhelmed. The poor thing’s barely come to terms with you being his, and reciprocation of that touch he needed made his whole brain judder to a stop. He was so adorable like this, utterly at a loss for what to do. Slowly, he’d kiss you back, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you close.

Scaramouche would steal any sweaters you made the mistake of leaving unattended - that woolly jumper you left on the couch? It’s gone the next day, added to your lover’s private collection. He’d return them after a while if your scent had faded, acting as though he wasn’t the culprit behind all your missing items of clothing.

At night, Scaramouche wouldn’t be able to sleep without you at his side. Even in the almost unbearable heat of summer, he’d have you entangled in his arms in an unrelenting grip. If you tried to wriggle away, he’d only whine in annoyance and clutch you closer, wriggling to position his face in your neck. Getting up to fetch a glass of water wasn’t an option, either - the vice grip he had on your wrist was enough of a warning. Even if you managed to escape that, you’d find him beside you at the kitchen in an instant. He’d groggily tug at your wrist to lead you back to bed, irritated at the interruption. Why did you need anything else, when you had him? He’d let out a sleepy huff, settling back down on the mattress with you (rightfully) returned to where you should be - next to him.

Although he might act shrewd, Scaramouche loses all rationality when it comes to you. If you’re not in his arms, you’re on his mind, and he wasn’t intending to let you go. Despite this, he’s still so easily flustered - although thankfully, he no longer defaults to crying whenever he’s overwhelmed with happiness. He’d be willing to begrudgingly share all his vulnerabilities with you, slowly opening up. Don’t tease him about it, though - he’s still prone to hissing at you, but he can’t really get mad at you.

After all, you’re the only one who can make him feel this loved.

[weneeya]

comforting nanami after a long day ??

Angst to fluff ofc, he starts being dry over text and accidentally ignores u at home but then realizes and apologizes and we comfort him <3

some peaceful time w/ nanami m.list | rules

note. YES omg I love this idea as much as I love nanami himself, thank you for this!! feel free to request :)

Nanami Kento wasn’t the type to do anything that could hurt you. In fact, he was always really careful about it because he loved you so much ; doing anything bad to you was probably the worst thing for him. But today was complicated. 

He had a difficult day, a way too long one which seemed to never come to an end. You tried to text him, because you started to worry as he was usually never this late. Except that you didn’t think he would be this harsh to you. His messages were dry, more than they have ever been to you. It was almost like you were annoying him. 

You decided to wait until he came home, so you could understand what was happening. But when he finally came back, he didn’t even glance in your direction. You stood up to welcome him, but your husband simply made his way to the kitchen without caring about your presence. It hurt, you had to admit it. He never treated you this way and you thought that you did something wrong. 

You decided to leave him alone, not wanting to be more of a burden than you already seemed to be to him. You joined the living room again, sitting on the couch and taking back the book you were previously reading. Maybe it would help you think about something else. 

As Kento was drinking the coffee he just made, as it would be a good idea, a long sigh left his lips. He turned around to say something, before he noticed that you were gone. This is when he realized what he had done since he came home. He closed his eyes, another sigh leaving his lips. He massaged his temple for a moment, before he came back to the living room. 

He simply walked towards you, before kneeling in front of you. You put your book on the side, a slight frown over your face. What was he doing exactly? Nanami took the book from your hands, putting it on the table behind him. Then, he took your hand between his and left a kiss on top of it. You finally met his gaze, and you could see how tired he seemed to be. 

“I’m sorry my love, I shouldn’t have acted this way with you. Forgive me, please,” he said, and you didn’t give him the time to say anything more. You made him stand up, and guided him to sit next to you on the couch. Kento let you do it, as he didn’t have the strength to disagree anyway. 

In no time, he was now laying down on the couch, with his head on your thighs. Your fingers were slowly running through his hair, and he had his eyes closed. He could almost be falling asleep right now. Nobody was able to ease his heart and his mind as much as you could do it. 

“How about you take a few days off? You need it, Kento,” you started, and he simply hummed as an answer. You were probably right, he really needed those days to take some time. Not only for himself, but also for you. You deserved to be treated better, and he was ready to spend his days off only by taking care of you. You were the best thing that ever happened in his life.

as I always say, here's the best husband anyone could dream of <3 thank you for reading!!

[tomssexdoll]

hey boobie toobie

so, you and bill are in an argument. a nasty one. in a hotel of all places. he’s been texting you he’d return to the hotel early all week but getting there at 3am which obviously raises suspicion. you accuse him that he might be cheating or doing something dangerous. after a few insults are thrown from both ends, he mentions your eating disorder. a sensitive place you both swore to never mention. “well at least i can fucking eat,” you felt your heart break. there was a moment of silence as you registered what he said. “fuck- liebe im sorry” he tried apologizing, but you didn’t wanna hear it. “no, get the **fuck** away from me, bill-“ you snapped. you slapped his hands as they tried to comfort you. you grabbed your things and stormed out of the hotel room. you had nowhere to go. all of your friends were hours away since you followed bill on tour. your first thought was gustav, he was so sweet and could definitely cheer you up. he was your closest friend in the band. it would usually be bill, but for obvious reasons not today. you stumbled to gustav’s hotel room and knocked gently but eagerly. he swung open the door, confused expression. “c-can i come in?” as gustav lets you in, you start rambling about what happened. you even began to cry. gustav succeeds in calming you down and eventually bill knocks on the door. gustav answers and sees you on his bed looking a mess. “y/n!” he exclaims and pushed past gustav to get to you. “i don’t wanna see you,” you mumble. “schatz, please? i’ll make it up to you” he pleads. you finally agree and bill leads you out of the hotel and into your favorite nearby restaurant where at your table, he apologizes about everything and you forgive him :)

omg yes ily

How could you?

PAIRINGS: Bill 2010 x Female reader

CONTENT: SMUT

SYPNOSIS: Bill and Y/N get in a heated argument after he yet again returns home late, he mentions something they both agreed they'd never bring up ever, going to Gustav for comfort.

A/N: hi

WARNINGS: yelling, arguing, mentions of eating disorder

Bill has been acting weird lately. We were on a tour for his band and stayed at a hotel in Paris. He'd been texting me all week that he'd be home early but would always manage to come around 3am, rough looking.

It really hurt me seeing him do this, he never really acted like this in the past so I never understood what provoked it. Was he cheating? Or worse, doing something illegal or dangerous? It was a foreign country and he could get killed.

Every night my heart filled with worry, tears falling down my cheeks at the minutes going by where he still wasn't home. Tonight he came home late again, the clock read 3:04am. He bursted in, chucking himself on the bed in hopes to go to bed and prevent my yelling. But I had enough of his bullshit.

"Don't try and sleep your way out of this, get the fuck up," I raised my voice, "where have you been all night? You texted me 5 hours ago and said you'd be home" I sighed.

He just rolled his eyes, slowly getting up, "I don't want to hear it y/n, I'm fucking tired" he groaned deeply, walking towards me. "I don't care if you're tired, clearly you're not tired enough to go out every night and do god knows what" I spat, crossing my arms.

"Oh shut up, you're always worrying about stupid things" "stupid things? For all I know you could be cheating, is that what you're doing? Because if you are it's not very discreet" I glared at him, testing his patience.

"Oh my god, of course I'm not cheating" he grunted, looking down at me intensely, his eyes piercing through mine. "Then what are you doing? Doing illegal things? Drugs? Stealing things? Hm?" I spoke to him like I was his mother, lecturing him on his whereabouts.

"No! For fuck sakes you're so controlling! Always telling me what to do, you're psycho!" he raised his voice, grabbing my arm. I slapped his hand away as soon as it got into contact with my skin, "how dare you? You fucking pig!" I yelled.

Great, we were arguing once again. In a fucking hotel of all places.

He got visibly more angry, his eyes narrowing at me "don't fucking call me that, you're a fucking bitch" he growled, "always complaining, bitching and moaning, I should've just left you at home for fuck sakes" rubbing his temples in frustation.

"Oh great, thanks, that makes me feel wonderful," I rolled my eyes, turning away from him and sitting down onto the bed. "Now you're the one walking away, I thought we were going to talk about it schatz?" he taunted, "oh don't even Bill, you're so fucking selfish," I scoffed.

"Selfish? Yet I'm the one who provides you with fucking everything, I spoil you all the time with gifts," a scowl appearing on his face. "It's not about the money Bill, it's about quality time and love, it seems you can't even do that properly," I sighed.

"Can't do it properly?" he chuckled, "let's talk about what you can't do properly, at least I can fucking eat properly, can you say the same?" he spat out, his words bitter and cruel.

My heart just broke at his words, my mouth slightly agape. He knew that I struggled with an eating disorder, a place we both swore never to mention.

There was an awkward silence before what he said registered in his head, his expression going from anger to guilt, his eyes softening. "Oh fuck...liebe I'm so so sorry," he rushed towards me, trying to apologise but it went through one ear and out the other.

His hands came towards to waist, trying to pull me close and get away with such a horrible comment. "No! Get the fuck away from me Bill," I snapped, slapping his hands away from me. I got up and started to pack my things, ignoring his cries for me.

I stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me, trying to figure out where I should go. I wasn't close enough with Tom or Georg..my friends were hours away. Then I realized Gustav would welcome me with open arms, I rushed over to his room and knocked gently on the door, urgent to go in so Bill wouldn't drag me back to our room.

After a moment he swung the door open, confused to see me standing there with my things, "what's wrong Y/N?" he frowned, glancing from my face to my bags.

"C-can I come in.." I bit my lip, trying to stop tears from pouring out of my eyes, voice slightly shaky. He nodded quickly and let me in, closing the door softly behind me and leading me to his bed.

"So what happened, was it Bill?" he sighed, running his thumb over my hand, a friendly gesture he'd usually do if I was upset. I nodded, "he..he brought up my eating disorder in a fight.." I burst into tears, Gustav immediately wrapping his arms around me, "I'm sorry y/n..that's such a shitty thing for him to do.." he sighed, comforting me.

I nodded and kept rambling about everything he was doing, staying out late and not telling me, lying and telling me how he would be home early. Gustav just listened to me, giving little comments here and there, rubbing my back soothingly.

I eventually calmed down, Gustavs calming voice making me feel better. He let go of me, running his thumb over my hand again, "I'm always here if you need someone to talk to, I know how mean he can get when he's tired" he smiled softly, I nodded and thanked him, he was an angel.

We kept on talking, discussing what I should do when I heard a soft knock, Gustav thought it might of been Georg or Tom or even room service so he got up, slowly approaching the door and opening it, Bills tall figure appearing in the doorway.

Bills eyes light up when he sees me, sitting on Gustavs bed, looking like a complete mess, my mascara smudged on my cheeks. He pushed past Gustav, running to me. I didn't even look up at him, not bearing to see his face after the words he said to me, "I don't want to see you.." I mumbled, he sighed deeply "schatz, please? I'll make it up to you," he pleads, leaning down to my level and holding my hands.

I turned to look at him, I sighed and agreed. I knew it was stupid but the look in his eyes just made me cave in, the way he could so easily woo me was dangerous.

"Thanks Gustav.." I smiled and hugged him, waving goodbye as we walked out of his room. Bill didn't speak, just held my hand and lead me downstairs into the lobby, walking out of the hotel and onto the streets.

Eventually we stood outside of my favourite resturant, Bill had called in a favour and they quickly opened at such a late hour, preparing for us. I smiled softly, trying to hide it from him.

"Cmon honey, let's go inside" he kissed my cheek softly, walking inside with me and sitting at our booth, a beautiful view of the city right next to us.

"I'm so sorry for what I said y/n..you know I didn't mean it, it was just the first thing that came to my head and I hadn't even fully processed it, I love you so much" he frowned, reaching over the table and taking my hands in his.

I sighed, "I know baby, I know you didn't mean for it to hurt me but..it really did" he nodded sympathetically, letting me vent my frustations out. "I still love you though, I'm willing to forgive you but if you bring it up again it won't be so easy to trust you again" I sighed, "I promise I won't bring it up, ever again" I smiled and brought his hands to my lips, kissing them softly.

"What were you even doing out so late?" I giggled, "honestly..I was literally just out at bars to destress from the concerts, sometimes I just went on walks that lasted hours, I'm sorry for lying and not telling you where I was, you're not controlling at all you just love and worry about me.." he sighed, embarrassed by his shitty actions.

"It's fine baby..you can just come to me for comfort, you know I'm always here" he nodded, grateful for the suggestion, "thanks baby, I love you so much, I'm so glad I have such a wonderful girl in my life, I don't know what I'd do without you.." he leaned across the table, kissing my lips softly.

tags: @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @kaulitzsbabyy @ballhair @estxkios @bkaulitzlover @charliesgoodboy @tomsonlyslut @ge-billsgf

[seireitonin]

I just saw your fic/hc of if toby had kids, it's so good btw!! :3

I'm in a mischievous mood, how would he react if one of/both of the kids died? Like he took his eyes off them for one second. I feel like because they most likely live in a forest setting, it would be something like going on a lake when it's iced over and then falling through.

This is so sad omg :( but let me try my best (you really want to sob huh?😭)

Toby If His Kids Died

He’d never ever recover

He’d never ever ever EVER forgive himself

He looked away for one second

Just one

But that second is all it took

The ice was thin and his kids not knowing any better, stood on it together, falling in

Toby heard the sound of the ice breaking and the two loud splashes

He turned around as quickly as he could only to see the open hole where they once were

Trapped under the ice as Toby tried to get them out

He was too late

He pulls them out and does everything he could

CPR, shaking them softly, calling out there names

“Please…wake up…please…please…please! Talk to me! Open your eyes! Please….i need you…I love you! Your dad needs you! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

When they don’t respond it destroys him

He hits the ground, screams and sobs

Just truly broken

Out of everything that he’s been through in his life, this was the most painful, unbearable, heart shattering thing he’s ever been through

His world was gone in a second

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! I love you! I failed you! I’m so sorry”

He sobs out as he hugs them to his chest, wishing they’d hug him back, and tell him they’re okay

Their skin, freezing cold, their clothes, soaking wet

He carries them home, putting them in their beds, trying to warm them up, one last time

How was he going to face his significant other?

He meets them at the front door, falling to his knees and hugging their legs, ear piercing sobs

“They’re gone…they’re gone”

“W-what?!”

“They fell in the lake and got trapped in the ice! I was too late! I-“

He can’t continue, falling victim to his sobs

His significant other, starts to scream and sob along with him, pushing Toby off in anger

“This is your fault! This is your fucking fault!”

They’re just confused and angry and full of grief like he is

“Why weren’t you watching them?! How could you let this happen?!”

“I turned away for one second! It was a second! One second! I promise!”

“Look what it cost us! Look what you did! You destroy everything you fucking touch!”

“Please….im sorry! I’m sorry!”

He couldn’t even say that wasn’t true

Every person he loved, every person who depended on him, he’s let die

Lyra is dead. His mom was probably dead. Now…his children….are gone

He’s a failure. And everyone around him had to pay the price

His significant other, and Toby bury them on a hill, where they all had a picnic once.

They put their favorite toys on the graves, saying goodbye to their bundles of joy

Life is unfair, huh?

Toby and his partner try to stay together

But they could never look at Toby the same way

They wouldn’t look Toby in the eyes or in the face

They could only see their children in Toby’s features

Toby tried to touch them, to hold them, to comfort them

He could hear them, sobbing quietly in the night with their back turned to him

The guilt eats him alive

But they didn’t want Toby’s touch, not ever again

Their meals were silent

They exchanged minimal words

What do you say? What do you do?

They couldn’t take it anymore

They packed all their things and had one final conversation with the man they once had a life with

“Toby…”

“Please…no”

“Toby….i can’t do this anymore…. I can’t”

“Please….stay”

“I love you, Toby. But I can never forgive you.”

“Don’t…”

“Our children’s empty rooms are up there. I can’t….stay. Every where I turn….I see them. It’s like they’re haunting us. I can’t stay here, Tobias. Neither should you.”

“Please! You’re all I have left! I….please! You’re all I have left…”

“You lost me a long time ago. Goodbye. Tobias”

They were gone, just like that

It’s just Toby in this empty home

A home once filled with love and joy was now filled with grief and pain

He started to have a tic attack

And no one was here to help him through it

He sobs out again, the reality hitting him harder and harder with every passing second

With no one around

He starts to have hallucinations again

He sees the ghosts of his children, like he saw the ghost of Lyra

“Why didn’t you save us?”

“I tried! I tried! You know I…I love you!”

“Then why did you let us die?!”

“Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop!”

He started picking and chewing at his fingers, pulling his hair, hitting himself in the head

Old habits from when he was 17

He turns to alcohol

He made a promise to never be like his dad

He’s sticking to it in his own way

He can never abuse his family. He has no family

He’s often drunk most of the time now

Sometimes just so he can sleep

But even when he sleeps all he can hear is the ice breaking, the ice cold water, the last moments of his kids

Masky and Hoodie find him in his home

“Toby. You have to start coming on missions again. We can’t keep covering for you. You know what Slenderman will do to you if you don’t”

“Let him kill me. I don’t care. I died a long time ago”

He takes another swig from his bottle as he talks to them, slurring a bit

“He should’ve…let me die….when I was 25”

“You can’t even stand can you?”

“Fuck you! Fuck you!”

He starts to scream

“My family is gone! I lost my family, TWICE! You think I care about missions anymore?! You think I care about anything anymore?! Huh?! I dont give a fuck about my life!”

Masky lets out a sigh

“You know, you always were emotional. Although, I kinda miss when you were a hyper and upbeat annoying little shit. I wonder if your children were the same?”

Toby immediately pulls his hatchets out and starts swinging, sloppy, but still dangerous

“Don’t you ever fucking talk about them!”

Hoody catches his arms and pushes him back on the couch

“He didn’t mean it like that.”

“I don’t give a fuck! I’ll kill him!”

“You can’t even stand up straight”

The room was spinning. He wasn’t wrong

“Just…let me die. Let me die…here”

They look at him

He’s malnourished. His skin paler than ever. His self inflicted wounds, just open because no one was there to help patch him up. The dark circles under his eyes, prominent. His eyes themselves, hollow and empty

Masky warms up some instant noodles from the cabinet

“Eat. Now”

“Fuck you”

“Toby. Please” Hoodie says, concerned

He reluctantly takes it and eats slowly unable to finish, putting it on the table in front of him

“See that…toy truck over there?”

He points to a red toy pickup truck, untouched and in the same place his son left it.

“That was my son’s favorite. He told me…he liked it so much….because it looked like….mine.”

He points to a doll with fluffy brown hair

“See that? My daughter….loved it…said it had hair like me”

He can’t take it anymore. He starts to sob. He doesn’t even care about looking tough anymore

“Fuck! They’re gone! They’re gone!”

Toby puts his head in his hands and just sobs

What else could he do?

This was his first time talking about it with someone else

They sit with him, putting their hands on his shoulders, comforting him

They didn’t always get along though out the years

But they could put that aside for something like this

“Brain. You died. Brought back by….Slenderman. How do you feel?”

He already knew what Toby was implying

“Don’t even think about it Toby. I may be alive again. But my body isn’t mine anymore and I’m a slave to Slenderman. You know that. You don’t want that for your children. They’ll belong to him and have a life of suffering. So…let them rest”

It was selfish thinking on Toby’s part. But he’d do anything to have them back

But he knew better. He wouldn’t actually go through with that idea

Toby’s mood swings are worse than ever

Extreme sadness, to extreme numbness to extreme anger

That’s it

He couldn’t feel happiness anymore

It died with his kids

It left with his significant other

Constant panic attacks

Constant nightmares

Constant hallucinations

And besides the occasional visit from Masky and Hoodie

He was alone

And….maybe it’s better this way

The words ring in his head every day

“You destroy everything you fucking touch!”

A shell of a person

Doesn’t leave his house anymore, unless it’s to visit his children’s graves

Hopes he’ll see his ex partner there one day

Wants to ask if they have nightmares too and if they still wake up and think of the life they had together

Wants to end his own life, but was cursed with immortality or at least long lasting life

He wants nothing more than to see his family again

Both of them

Blames himself every day

Will literally never not blame himself

He will never move on or be happy again

So he spends his days in the empty home, looking at once was

“Please….forgive me. I love you.”

He holds a picture of his kids to his chest as he falls asleep into another nightmare

Not that real life was any better

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Since requests are open again, can I ask for the tan coming home and finds reader in the bath fic please? To this, if I may add that reader slightly hides her moans with her hand because she's shy with how she thinks she sounds and he just gently takes her hand in his to hear her? 🫠🫠 💺 anon

hii!! love it sm omg! thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

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forgive and forget

tangerine x fem!reader

word count: 591

warnings: 18+ sexually explicit content mndi

✧.┊MASTERLIST

When Tangerine would return home late at night, he'd often find you in the bath as you wound down for bedtime, and today was no different.

"Hey," you call out, hearing the front door open and close. "I'm in the bath."

"You are?" Tangerine asks, his tone singsongy as he rushes up the stairs. "Fuck me—" 

He pauses in the doorframe, ogling you in the water, staring at the bubbles along your chest. "Such a fuckin' tease," he adds, watching your knee bend almost seductively. "Looks like I'm back on time tonight," he husks, rolling up his shirt sleeves as he kneels beside the bathtub. 

"No," you say indifferently, shaking your head once. "You were late. Your dinner's in the microwave." 

"Lemme make it up to you," he softly smiles, dipping his hand into the water, running his palm up your thigh. "Please, let me make it up to you," he whispers, bruising your lips with a harsh kiss. "Please?"

Even though you pretended to be mad, watching him plead to touch you did massive things for your ego. Your hunky, beautiful boyfriend on his knees, practically begging- obscene. You wanted to play along with your charade a little longer, but the way he caressed you made you question your strength. 

His lids hang low as he snakes his spare hand behind your neck, pulling you back for another kiss. "Sweetheart," he murmurs against your lips, using that same tone that always gets you. "I'm sorry for being late... I'll make it up to you."

His submerged hand trails higher, lining the crease between your inner thigh and pussy. He notices your stern expression soften, watching your face as you slowly melt and move into his touch.

"Forgivin' me, yet?"

"Shut up," you mumble, guiding and directing his hand to where you need him. 

His middle finger brushes up and through your folds, acting almost instinctively as he reaches your clit, hovering over the nub with a daring smile slapped on his face. "Say you forgive me," he prompts, his lips lingering over your cheek. "Say it... say you forgive me."

"No," 

"Go on," 

"No,"

"Say it..."

"I forgive you," you mutter, your words falling from your lips in an incoherent desperate blabber. 

"Attagirl," he whispers back, kissing a trail up your throat as he rubs slow, small circles over your sensitive mound. 

You grip at his forearm, your nails digging into the swole when you feel him add slight pressure to your clit. 

He just looked so deliciously good like this. Curly strands of hair falling from his slick back-do, framing his face so perfectly as he powers over you, caging you in the tub. One large hand behind your neck, the other strumming your cunt to the prettiest tune.

"So beautiful," he praises, rubbing you a little faster, working you up in the way he knew you loved. "So so beautiful."

His face is mere inches away from yours, his gaze boring into yours, intensely watching the lust cloud your eyes. 

You pull an arm out from under the water, shaking off the suds to place the inside over your face, burying your mouth in your inner elbow to muffle your progressively loud whimpers. 

He instantly notices how you hid your pretty sounds, so he slips his free hand into yours, pulling it away and holding it beside your head. 

"I wanna hear you," he murmurs, barely above a whisper. "I love your noises." He adds, circling your clit just that bit harder to push you over the edge.

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[risingsoleil]

Omg need a follow up to that linzin first kiss post season 4 at Verricks wedding 👀

Pema kicks Tenzin off the island in a fit of anger.

Tenzin goes to the only place he knows.

He's knocking at Lin's door. And Lin refuses to open it.

"Go home, Tenzin."

"I can't."

"Why not? We basically just had an affair in front of your wife."

"She kicked me out."

"Off your own island?"

"Yes."

The door opened a crack. "And you let her?! She made you too soft...Can you even get your dick up at this point?"

"Lin, please let me in! I will kick her off after tonight. But I need a place to stay at least for the night."

Lin narrows her eyes at him.

"I won't bother you at all. You won't even know I'm there," Tenzin vowed.

"Are you kidding me? I'll be able to hear you snoring even from the other side of the door!"

"Liiin, please. Just this one time."

"Go and beg for your forgiveness in front of Pema." Lin is about to slam the door, but Tenzin resists against it and pushes the door from closing.

"Please...for an old friend..."

Lin growls, looking away. She pushes the door closed, then Tenzin hears the lock clicking.

The door opens and Lin tightens her robe. "Hurry up and get your ass in here before someone sees and makes this worse."

Tenzin realizes that Lin hasn't showered yet from the evening. All she's wearing is a robe and based on the way it covered her breasts, Lin was probably naked underneath. He could feel his body boiling with an emotion all too familiar whenever he was in her presence.

"Thank you, Lin," he coughs.

"Make yourself some tea or something. I'll get the guest room ready after I shower."

"I can make it up myself."

Lin shrugged. "Fine, if you insist."

"I," a cough, "also need a shower."

Lin's eye twitched.

"You are so damn insufferable...." she groaned. "Do you even have anything to wear other than that?"

"Uh, no."

"Fuck's sake, airhead..."

Tenzin rolled his eyes. "Look Lin, just go shower. It's been a long night."

"Damn right." Lin walked into her bedroom. "Don't break anything."

"I won't."

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Before Lin started her shower, she actually had a set of clean clothes for another man. She set that aside for him and an extra towel.

Lin walked out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her body and Tenzin had to control his urges. She tossed him the clothes and towel.

"Go shower," she commanded.

If she moved the towel a few inches up...then he'd be able to catch a glimpse of her...

Tenzin accepts what she offers and walks into the bathroom. On his way, he dries all the drops of water on the floor so Lin won't slip.

Lin hears the water running and sees steam hovering beneath the door. She's too lazy for long sleeves. She'll just wear a silk nightgown. Easy to put on and take off.

Knock. KNock. Knock.

"Uggggh. Who the fuck is it now?"

Lin stomped her foot down and frowned.

"Damn it, I wonder why she's here." Lin slipped on her robe and stormed to the door. She ran her fingers through her damp hair and opened the door. "Good evening,"

The shorter woman sniffled, eyes red and slightly puffy. "Is Tenzin here?"

"You should be sleeping now, Pema."

"You're not," the acolyte shot back. "Is Tenzin with you?"

Lin weighed her options mentally. "He dropped by for a while."

"How dare you."

"Look, Pema. I didn't mean for that to happen. We both got caught up in the memories, and.... I wouldn't try to hurt you. I know what that feels like. I'm sorry."

Pema's face softened a bit. "Do you know where he might be then?"

"He--"

A completely wet and drenched Tenzin walks by, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Lin, something is wrong with the..." He freezes as he looks at his wife.

Pema's nostrils flare and she points an accusatory finger at Lin and Tenzin.

"You-you...!"

"Pema, this is not what it looks like," Tenzin tries to explain.

"Stay with your childhood whore! I don't want anything to do with you!"

Lin and Tenzin don't put too much effort into following the woman. It's late, she's not in the right state of mind, and someone might get hurt.

[aoyum]

Omg I loved your Aonung fics! Could I request a Aonung x reader fic please! I was thinking a fic where it’s angst to fluff and Aonung has said something hurtful to the reader and the reader starts avoiding him. You can decide what he does for forgiveness! Thank you!

bye this took so long i’m so sorry, tysm for sending smth in

Sorrows

ao’nung x gn!omaticaya reader

angst, fluff

ao’nung leaves your brother stranded in the sea and tries to get your forgiveness

1.0k words

i kinda based the beginning off of the scene where jake tells the people the truth abt why he came, watch here

“You… what?” you asked, trying to understand if you had heard him correctly. Ao’nungs lips flattened into a thin line, inhaling sharply before continuing. “I left Lo’ak stranded in the ocean.”

At first you laughed, thinking it was a prank, but then you clocked the way he would bow his head, avoiding your eyes. You realized it was not a joking matter.

Your heart sunk, snatching your hand away from him as if he burned you. “I thought you were done with this. I trusted you…”

Ao’nung could hardly bear the feeling of how much your words stung, he moved closer to try and console you. “Stop it!” you shouted in your native language, glaring at him with nothing but unadulterated anger. You shoved him, moving towards the entrance of the marui. “He could be dead by now— I will never forgive you!”

Parting with those words, you ripped your gaze from his and ran to tell your family of the news.

—

Weeks were spent ignoring Ao’nung after the incident. Lo’ak had luckily been found safe, and had forgiven Ao’nung, but you just couldn’t find it in you to do the same.

You figured that you should be more like Lo’ak, that you should be more easygoing and forgiving, given that he was found without a scratch, but you were one to hold grudges, and this was one you were willing to take with you to the grave.

More than several times Ao’nung or his friends would approach you, trying to get you to let up, but you just wouldn’t.

Everyone was well aware of the feelings you harbored for each other, furthermore it wasn’t awkward for just the two of you.

You were busy tending to the ilus, too busy to notice the approaching Na’vi. It was too late to run when you had already felt his tap on your thigh, when you locked eyes and acknowledged his presence.

You looked away and continued your activity as if he wasn’t there. Huffing, Ao’nung instructed for the ilu to move away and it did so. At this you ground your teeth and spun to look at him, crossing your arms in annoyance.

“I’ve said it hundreds of times now, so let’s just skip past this part.”

“Can we skip all of the parts?” you hissed.

Ao’nung creased his brows, tilting his head.

“What don’t you get, Ao’nung? Take a hint already.”

He shook his head, stepping closer. “Come with me,” he pleaded, “just this once. If you don’t like it you can ignore me forever.” he bargained, already calling for his ilu before you could protest. It didn’t stop you, though.

“No,” you whispered as the blue creature approached, “and I was already planning on doing that.”

He hopped onto the ilu and made tsaheylu, expectantly looking at you. You only looked back and stood firmly.

A smile pulled at his lips as a hand wrapped around your thigh and tugged, leaving you no choice but to give in to the force of it. Yelping, you climbed onto the ilu before you fell under, forcibly shoving Ao’nung in anger.

“You might want to hold on for this.”

You were going to make a snarky retort, but you shut your mouth instantly when you felt yourself completely submerge under the water. Your hands instinctively grappled onto Ao’nung for dear life.

At first, it was just blurry bubbles, but as your vision cleared and you dove deeper into the water, you realized the beautiful glow of the reef.

Neon and bold colors contrasted to the light and not-so-bold ones, the beautiful reef animals, the spirituality of it, it was a sight you would never tire of. Ao’nung knew you and your weaknesses well.

After a few more seconds of it, you were pulled to the surface. Ao’nungs soft laughter sounded out and you snapped your head to him, your tranquility dissipating fast.

“What’s so funny?” you flicked him with your fingers, basking in the satisfaction of his small ‘ow’.

The ilu swam to the shore and Ao’nung was first to get off, offering you his hand. You mockingly smiled at him and acted as if it wasn’t there, standing up yourself.

You began to walk onto the shore.

Walking away from him, he soon realized.

He hurriedly ran to you and swiftly put himself between you and the line of trees, your exit.

Rolling your eyes, you avoided his gaze. “Did you think that showing me the fish and reef was going to make me forgive you? You could’ve gotten my brother killed.”

Ao’nung shook his head, eyes never daring to leave your form. “I wanted to give you something. A token of just how sorry I am.” he pleaded.

Hesitantly, you met his eyes and he took it as approval, making his way behind you. You heard the familiar clinking of beads and looked down, eyes zeroing in on the object in his hands.

It was a necklace. Braided in unique ways and decorated with some of the most beautiful beads and seashells you’d ever seen. Your heart fluttered as he brought it closer to your neck.

You felt your hair being moved to the side and the coolness of the accessories on your neck. Unconsciously, your hand moved up to touch it, admiring how it looked on you as you looked down.

“I made it for you.” you heard from behind. Ao’nung moved in front of you, stepping closer. His arms wrapped around you and enclosed you.

“Your beauty is like the reef,” he began to say, “You glow when you smile, just like the stars. You stun me, just by watching you doing anything.”

By his words alone, you were left falling apart.

“You may hate me as long as you want, you may ignore me—” he tried to say, but you shut him up. You lifted up and pressed your lips to his, pulling him impossibly closer to you.

He released a muffled groan, lowering himself to the ground as you followed. His hands found their way to your waist and he lifted you, deepening the kiss.

When you pulled away, he pushed forward again, trying to memorize the way you felt. Eventually he pulled away, both of your chests rising and falling quicker than usual.

“Am I forgiven?” he asked.

The both of you knew it was a rhetorical question.

©olangi 2023

tl: @philiasoul

[astra-galaxie]

So...quick question. How would you rank each CC game in terms of character design? I would love to hear your thoughts!

Oh! Good question! Let me get some pictures, and I'll come back with my list!

1st place: Mysteries of The Past

I LOVE the character designs of MotP! It does an amazing job at replicating the style of the late 19th century, which it's supposed to be set in, and while some things aren't entirely period-accurate, I love it regardless! Also, the characters' physical appearances are detailed and unique, creating a large diversity among this season's cast.

Plus, Victorian Steampunk is one of my favourite styles (even if I don't wear it), so that's an added bonus for me!

2nd place: The Conspiracy

This season showcases how much Pretty Simple's character designs have improved since its release, as it brought back many S1 characters. The details in the designs are beautiful, and this is also when PS started trying more facial expressions and poses for the characters. This season is a perfect example of how character designs can be improved with practice, so it earned second place!

3rd place: Travel in Time

S6 gets third place thanks to how many different periods' styles it's replicated. We had Ancient Times, the 1960s, the Renaissance, the future, the Age of Sails (which I love pirates, so bonus!) and Medieval Asia. This season had so many unique styles within it that it's only fair it should be in the top three! I think the only reason it's not higher up is because it's shorter than the other seasons, and while I don't know if I would want it to go for 60-ish cases, it would have been interesting to see what other times we could have visited.

(I still think we should have visited MotP during S6, but that's an idea for another time, so I'll shut up about it for now!)

4th place: Supernatural Investigations

S7 gets fourth place, as I love seeing its take on different supernatural creatures. I am a HUGE fan of the paranormal and magic, so this season is right up my alley! While some designs could use improvements (*cough* the demons *cough*), I still like seeing all the different mythical creatures. Regardless of the things I would choose to change to improve some of the characters' designs, it did an excellent job making characters who are so different than what we see in other seasons.

5th place: Save The World

Save The World is when I feel that Criminal Case really started to branch out with its diversity in character designs. We visit so many countries throughout the seasons that it makes sense for the characters to reflect the differences between nationalities. I won't speak for how accurate some of the designs are for all of the nationalities featured in this season, but I think PS did a good job designing characters to represent each country. You can even see it among the Bureau since few members originate from the same country. Overall, StW has fantastic character designs, even if the following seasons have more details.

6th place: City of Romance

OMG! Who would have thought we'd ever see the day CoR DIDN'T come in last place on a list?! (At least I don't recall them ever not being in last place...)

Even if CoR failed horribly at being the final season of CC, the character designs are good. Some characters I like more than others, but overall, they have plenty of details without being overwhelming. Had CoR gotten the chance to be a full 30-case season, we might have seen more characters come back from past seasons and see the design improvements like we did in S5 and S6. Like I always say, CoR had the potential to be better than it was, but at least the character designs weren't a total flop!

7th place: Pacific Bay

(AnxietyFluffy, please forgive me for putting S2 so low on this list.😭)

While I enjoy PB's plot and characters, unfortunately, I had to put it so low on the list since, compared to other seasons, its character designs aren't as impressive to me. Mainly, it's because it's only the second game, so PS was still working on improving character designs. While I can see an improvement between S1 and S2, it's just not enough for me to put PB higher on the list. But, I still think PB did a good job creating diversity between districts, and while I will always question how the climates of these districts coexist, it was nice to see the differences reflected in the character designs.

8th place: Grimsborough

Last but certainly not least is Grimsborough! While it's nostalgic and the game introduced me to CC, sadly, its character designs showcase the fact that it's the first game. I would never say the designs are bad, but they're not as good as they were in the following seasons. There's something simplistic about the designs compared to feature seasons, but I still enjoy them. However, I am glad that PS started making the characters more detailed and unique in the following seasons, and I wish we could have seen more S1 characters come back in future seasons to see how much their designs could have improved.

I loved seeing how PS's character designs improved over the course of their 8 games while staying true to their CC style. I've always enjoyed the style and characters of this series, and it was fun to pick which ones I liked most! I'm sure others would put the seasons in a different order based on character designs, but I'll stand by my choices.

Thank you for the ask, eggsandmasks! You always send me some fun brain teasers!😁

[sundrop-writes]

Please send in Teen Wolf requests!!

I was just going through some of my older fics, and I realized that writing requests for Teen Wolf was some of the most fun I have ever had writing fics all year. So if you have any requests for these characters, please send them in. Lately I have been feeling so lost creatively and I really need something to reset my brain and get me really excited about working on fics again, so even if I only pick one or two requests to work on and it jumpstarts my creativity again, that would be amazing. (Especially because over the past month or so, writing fics for me has felt like banging my head into a wall and I hate it.)

The characters I write for: Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes, Allison Argent (I would love to write more for her omg please), Lydia Martin, Isaac Lahey (please send in requests for him, my baby, my love), Derek Hale, (maybe) Scott McCall, and (maybe) Jackson Whittemore. (I would also be open to writing about Peter Hale or Mommy Melissa if the idea is right.)

I would love to have some requests for MLTs, Headcanons, Reactions, and other shorter fics, but I would also love some ideas for longer fics to play off of. Please read my Rules page before requesting - but I am gonna copy/paste some stuff from my Rules page here, because I have a feeling that a lot of people don't actually read it before they send in a request. Ooop.

I do write for GN reader characters (where no gender is described), male reader characters, but I mostly write for fem reader characters - especially if the gender is not specified in the request. I write smut, angst, any dark topics, but I don't write fluff all that often. (I do like writing hurt/comfort - because I love writing angst.)

In case you don't know what MLT means, to clarify:

MLTS - ‘Most Likely To’s aka a short description explaining which character of the group (or two, or three characters) would be ‘most likely’ to do something or enjoy something. This could be exploring their potential enjoyment of a kink or how they would behave on a date, how they would be as a romantic partner. It can be anything you want, get creative. 

Reactions - 'how would they react to…’ aka a short description explaining how the characters (two or three, you can choose) would react to a certain situation. (If you want this format done with the whole group at once, it will likely be much shorter.) 

Headcanons - a collection of bullet points that creates a shorter, quicker, more efficient style of fic by taking the reader through a tour of ideas, the character’s reactions and thoughts in a shorter format. (These are like full fics, but can usually be done faster.) 

(If you need some inspiration, there are examples of prompts on my rules page, linked above.) 

Here is a list of dialogue prompts that I would love to use for longer fics:

“Who did this to you?” 

“You died. You should be dead.” (Bonus: “Well, I’m not.”)

“Can you run that by me again?” 

“You know, if you weren’t so annoying, you might actually be hot.” 

“Could you please just listen to me for once?” 

“Why are you doing this?” 

“Oh, fuck.” 

“Hey, hey. It’s gonna be okay.” 

“Oh. Oh.” 

“Is that blood?” (Bonus: “It’s not mine.”) 

“No, shut up. Stop talking like that. You’re gonna be fine.” 

“Shut up and kiss me already.” 

“Why would you do something that stupid?” “Because I’m in love with you.” 

“I think I might be pregnant.”

“Oh, great. It’s you again.” 

“Is that a bite?”

“Oh my god. You’re here.”

“I’ll never forgive you for this.” 

“Why don’t you just let me help you?” 

“I am done waiting for you.” 

“I’m in love with you, dumbass.” 

“Please, just let me take care of you.” 

“What are you gonna do about it?”

“I’ll kill all of them.” 

“I can keep you safe.” 

“You’re lucky it was just a scratch.” 

“So you aren’t heartless after all?” 

“I had it under control. You didn’t need to do that.” 

“Can’t sleep?” 

“I thought I lost you.”

“You’re being really nice.” (Bonus: “Yeah, are you surprised?”) 

“I’m not afraid of you.” 

“You know, I was wrong about you.” 

“How about a goodnight kiss?”