#pocket pet chronicles

[mayakern]

having recently tested it, I thought you might like to know your midi's fit four full grown female rats in one pocket quite comfortably

OH MY GOD you can’t just SEND me this and NOT show me PHOTOS?????

[mayakern]

SCREAMS!!!!!!!! how did i not see this before??? did i see it and forget????? sdfkjnsfdjksg whatever the case THANK U FOR THIS EDUCATIONAL CONTENT I AM 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

@mayakern

[mikayortegaedits]

Christmas with The Ortegas Fanfic

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas everybody! it has been a long time since I posted a fanfic here so Im gonna post my christmas chapter from Wattpad to share :))

Word Count: 1560-1563

Characters: Zig Ortega x TF Mc (Mikaylyn Rose Ortega)

Wattpad account (all my fanfic chapters on and often active for chapters): https://www.wattpad.com/user/mikaylynwrites

Tags: @choicesficwriterscreations

It's the day before Christmas, Tater Tot and Tofu were watching Mikaylyn and Zig just placing the gifts under their Christmas tree that was already made from two weeks ago. 

Currently in this moment the Ortegas were in their winter casual outfits. Zig was wearing a huge size of a scarf which Mikaylyn easily can cling onto his scarf as a tease. Mikaylyn added reindeer antler headband on top of her head with a red bow. 

Mikaylyn decided to do a picture to send to their families and friends. Tofu and Tater Tot watched their owners getting in position in front of their christmas tree.

"Ziggy! Let's take this photo here!" Mikaylyn says excitingly.

Zig chuckles as looking at his wife amused by her energy. Zig always deal with Mikaylyn's energy and randomness on the daily even though Mikaylyn is a normal person. But Zig loves her anyways no matter what.

"Okay sure let's do it babe." Zig agreed with Mikaylyn's words.

Mikaylyn and Zig were getting into their positions after Zig placed Mikaylyn's phone on somewhere that holds the phone. Zig places his hands into his pockets as Mikaylyn tugged Zig's scarf and interwine her hand around it. Zig shakes his head with a chuckle.

As the phone camera light flashed, Mikaylyn and Zig smiled. Once they both seen the picture, they were satisfied with it. 

"We could send it in letters!" Mikaylyn suggests.

"Yeah, good idea Mikay" Zig agrees with a smile.

Around in the late afternoon, Mikaylyn bakes Christmas cookies and treats for the pets as Zig was sitting on the couch spending time with Tofu and Tater Tot.

Zig sniff his nose to the cookies scent from the kitchen.

"Mikay? Are you baking cookies?" Zig calls out from the living room which was loud enoigh for Mikaylyn to hear.

"Yep! Trying to make holidays cookies for our Christmas movie marathon!" Mikaylyn shouted in response from the kitchen.

"Sounds like a good idea!" Zig says.

Moments passed, Mikaylyn walked towards into the living room with the plate of cookies and glass of milk in a food tray. 

She settled the food tray on the coffee table and sits down next to Zig on the couch. Tater tot was next to Mikaylyn and Tofu was next to Zig on their couch.

Zig let out a small chuckle as he pets Tofu on her head.

"Well someone wants company." Zig showed a small grin as he noticed Tofu purring.

Mikaylyn let out a chuckle, "So what christmas movie are we watching?" She ask with a smile.

"Hm there are many classic ones like the Polar Express, The Grinch, The Christmas Chronicles and others" Zig says leaving movie suggestions.

"Eh.. I don't feel like choosing let's just watch all." Mikaylyn stated.

Zig nods his head in agreement.

"We should get into more comfy clothes first though. I kind of want to wear my sweatpants." Zig says.

"Yeah okay sounds good. I kind of want to wear my onesie." Mikaylyn stated.

"Onesie? Mikay you never told me about that." Zig expressed confusion on his face as stating her fact.

"I'll be right back!" Mikaylyn says cheerfully.

It did not take long when Mikaylyn came back to the living in her favorite sanrio character "My Melody". Zig glances Mikaylyn's pajamas with his head up and down with a grin on his face.

"Haha I had no idea my wife looks like a happy child tonight." Zig says teasingly but adoration in his eyes seeing Mikaylyn all happy and cute.

"Aw but you love it!" Mikaylyn says happily with a smile.

"That I do. I'll be right back. Let me just change into my sweatpants." Zig stated.

As Zig came back to the living room in his sweatpants with a shirt on. Mikaylyn noticed his upper body being covered.

"Well this is the first time I seen you covered your upper body." Mikaylyn took quite acknowledge as she spoke.

"What? You think I wear shirtless on the daily? Come on Mikay. Some days I'm okay wearing shirts especially in this cold season." Zig was amused hearing Mikaylyn's words. 

He shook his head before sitting on the couch. He then used his fingertip to gesture Mikaylyn to sit on his lap.

"Come here Mikay. You know where you're suppose to go." Zig says with a smirk.

"So demanding Mr. Ortega." Mikaylyn couldn't help but respond cheekily before she approached to Zig close enough to sit on his lap.

Before Mikaylyn took a chance to sit down. Zig used his muscular arm to pull Mikaylyn on his lap with his mischievous smile.

"Hey! I was going to sit hubby!" Mikaylyn says with no annoyance in her tone.

"Sorry~ you took a little longer than I liked so I had to finish the job myself." Zig says cheekily.

Mikaylyn playfully roll her eyes as she gets all snuggling with Zig on the couch. Tater tot and Tofu were getting comfortable themselves on the couch as Zig gets the tv remote to play their movie. 

Their bodies were like warmth which no blanket was necessary for the job. As they reached to their third Christmas movie, they instantly fell asleep on the couch along with Tater Tot and Tofu sleeping too.

In the next early morning, it was Christmas.

Mikaylyn and Zig woke up on the couch kind of dazed and adjusting to wake up.

Mikaylyn's eyes started to fully wake up and memorize about last night.

"Oh.. guess we fell asleep here.." Mikaylyn says as she was laying on top of Zig's body.

"We were watching Christmas movies.. I kind of expected this." Zig stated.

"Heh.. but uhm.. before we spend our Christmas together.. can I get your gift first..?" Mikaylyn ask.

Zig was a little surprised but he agrees.

"Yeah uh sure- I uh I actually got something for you too." Zig says as he run through his brown hair with his fingers.

"We've been together for almost six years and I am almost still surprised we are still getting used this.." Mikaylyn stated.

"Yeah no kidding.. you're the first person outside of my family that I given someone a present." Zig says.

"I mean... for me.. I guess this is just different since.. I never had a big family.. and even though with our friends but.. a gift for my special person.." Mikaylyn says with a awkward chuckle.

"Awah you're adorable. I think we'll be used to it as the years go on." Zig reassured.

The Ortegas placed their presents on the coffee table. 

Tater tot and Tofu sleeps in through their present giving.

"Mikay... open your gift first.." Zig says.

"Oh uhm... sure.." Mikaylyn agrees as she takes Zig's christmas box on her lap.

Mikaylyn took a moment to look at the present box size.

"Oh- uh- okay-" Mikaylyn was curious but excited to open Zig's present.

As soon Mikaylyn opens the box, she saw a jewelry box with a my melody neck pillow. "Zig- no you didn't!" Mikaylyn noticed the neck pillow.

Zig grins as he answers, "Oh yes I did baby." "Ugh you know me so well!" Mikaylyn stated.

"What about the jewelry box hm?" Zig says as using his finger to gesture Mikaylyn to open.

Mikaylyn took a moment before opening the jewelry box. Inside the box it was real made gold, it was a heart locket necklace that had a small picture of their sophomore year on their date. 

"Zig...." Mikaylyn's eyes tear up a little but she looked so happy.

"Here turn around let me put it on you baby." Zig says with a smile.

Mikaylyn turns her body around for Zig to place the necklace around Mikaylyn's neck. Mikaylyn gently hold the locket in her hand smiling. 

She turn her head to look at Zig before responding, "Thank you hubby... I love this so much.."

Zig smiled softly and place a kiss on Mikaylyn's forehead before responding, "You're welcome, you look more beautiful with it on." 

"Here.. now it is your turn.." Mikaylyn says as she wiped her happy tears away.

Zig chuckled wholeheartedly as he grabbed Mikaylyn's gift box and realized it was also a small box.

"Interesting." Zig grins.

Mikaylyn chuckles as watching Zig opens his gift box.

Inside the box it was a chain tag necklace which was sort of similar to his current one.

"A chain tag necklace huh? Nice for an extra." Zig says with a small smile.

"Read the tag." Mikaylyn spoke.

"Huh?" Zig was a little confused by Mikaylyn's instruction but once he looked at the tag.

"M × Z ♡" Zig reads and instantly that made him smile..

"Aw... Mikay..." Zig says softly as his heart fully melted.

"Do you.. like it?.." Mikaylyn ask as making eye contact with Zig.

"Like it?.. I love it.." Zig stated as he removed his current chain tag necklace as he placed Mikaylyn's chain tag necklace on his neck.

"I don't think I'll remove it.. Thank you Mikay.."

Zig placed his hands on Mikaylyn's sides and pulls her closer to him and let her body press against his then places kisses on her lips. 

Mikaylyn happily reciprocates the kiss back smiling. As soon they broke their deep affection kiss. They smile at each other.

"Merry Christmas hubby." Mikaylyn says with affection in her tone.

"Merry Christmas Mikay.." Zig says with the affection in his tone.

[simstationdance]

"i barely open the game anymore" he said and then opened the game and played for a bit. anyway, cauldron chronicles continue.

sophie please be nice to angela, she's trying her best :( it's her first time on the piano be nice

the new arrivals. goth gfs (silvia left, sophie right) talk about how weird it is that they ended up in a pocket dimension populated mainly by freaks and weirdos (theyre normal tho) (theyre so normal)

BE NICE TO HER GOD DAMN IT

business as usual in the big titty goth gf cat cafe

zander was supposed to be manning the cash register but instead he decided he wanted to pet the kitties instead. useless bastard man

"welcome to the goth cat cafe what can i get you" "yeah can i get an explanation for what the fuck is wrong with your sense of interior design. i live in a goth house myself and i have to say this is a nightmare to look at-"

[cljordan-imperium]

Vibe Tag

I was tagged by @autumnalwalker with "This is going to suck.."

I'm tagging @frostedlemonwriter, @saltysupercomputer, and @on-noon with "Well that didn't go well..."

Sneak Peak of the chripchillas...

What are they?” Mithos asked, leaning a little closer.

“Do I look like a nature guide, asshole?” Arioch replied, not sure if the things were safe or not.

“Rodents, idiots.” Answered Cruz who stepped forward to clear them off of the human.  This is when they made another discovery.  Unlike Earthly rodents that have the four main front teeth, these had two rows on top and bottom of what looked like shark’s teeth; and they looked none too happy about the King coming closer to Amaya’s body.

“Well, that’s different…”Ollyl commented, his brows drawing together as a look of unease settled over his face.

“They haven’t eaten her.  She’s alive.  But they won’t let us near her….”  Cruz knelt down a short distance from them, one hand absentmindedly rubbing his chin as he thought over the situation.  Killing the creatures would be easy, but that would draw predators to them, and since they couldn’t trace Amaya, they’d at least need a minute or two to get her settled for one of them to carry her.  

As he was trying to figure out a fast and easy solution, Olly walked over and knelt down and whistled to Dalton.  “Go ask your friends to please get off the nice lady.  We need to get her to safety.”  

Dalton and Derp had been yipping at the creatures who had been squeaking back.  Olly hoped that maybe, just maybe they were actually communicating.  He knew that Abriella’s dogs were not normal dogs and understood him fine, now if they could just get the creatures to understand.  Soon enough, it seemed he was right since the little things started getting off of her, but then they had a new problem.

As the little furry beings were getting off of Amaya, Dalton and Derp started picking them up in their mouths and delivering them to the feet of each of the men.  All except Olly.  The little creatures started climbing their pants of the men.  “Uh, I think they want out of the forest too, and the dogs promised them a ride to the Palace.  Maybe put them in the garden with the pixies?  I’m sure they’d love some Tribbles.”  Olly shrugged as he got a death glare from Cruz who now had one sitting on his shoulder.

“Tribbles.  Did you see the teeth on that one that snarled at Cruz?” Arioch asked as one started snuggling into his pocket.  “Ummm..shit..we’re really going to do this, huh?” He blew out a sigh as another one started to fall off of his pant leg and he caught it and stuck it in another pocket.  

“Just get these damned things and get them to the garden.” Cruz grumbled, but was standing there with two in one of his large hands, petting them like a cat.  “Olly, since you’ve been spared, get the human to Abriella and Arch.”

Watching Cruz with the two fuzzballs in his hands was about to make Olly breakout in laughter, but the task at hand was serious, so he nodded and went over to scoop Amaya up off of the ground.  A couple of the furry beings didn’t want to leave her and used their teeth and claws to hold onto her plaid flannel shirt.  “Guess I’m taking a couple with me.  Your sister is going to LOVE this!”  Olly rolled his eyes and then unfurled his wings just enough to get them off of the ground.

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[ivyfox-illustration]

Wallet Sized pet Portraits, hand painted from your photos in watercolor on paper, miniature painting Your favourite breed art print - head or body conformation - groomer gift - Other Breeds Available - dog breeder gift - regional specialty or national specialty prize gift idea Artwork by Ivy Fox Illustration Follow Ivy Fox Illustration on social media https://m.facebook.com/IvyFox.illustration/ https://www.instagram.com/ivyfox.illustration/ Find your dog breed: Personalized Pet Portraits: https://ivyfoxillustrates.etsy.com/ My website: https://ivyfoxillustration.com/ Art Prints Merch Original PaintingsA hand-painted wallet-sized watercolor pet portrait. These paintings measure 2.5 x 3.5 inches. Perfect for a tiny easel or the photo pocket of your wallet or coin purse! If you decide to put this portrait in your wallet, then laminating it is recommended to protect it beyond the initial coating of varnish. Relive the nostalgia of school picture day or yearbook photos with your favorite and most regal photo of your pet or the most cursed Cryptid-like image you have in your possession! Suitable for: dogs, cats, or any sort of pet really. This custom hand-painted pet portrait by Ivy Fox Illustration, featuring one pet, makes the perfect piece to mark any significant life event, be it a housewarming, birthday, wedding, paper anniversary, first anniversary, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Christmas, cat or dog memorial, and more. Given as a gift, this will help any grieving friend remember their best friend. Or, gift a watercolor pet portrait painting to celebrate the pet someone loves! Place your order, and then send me a message containing a few images of the pet(s). Please note any special requests also. **Please note - - If there is a delay in receiving photos, this will cause a delay in receiving your painting! To order your custom portrait, all you have to do is provide 1-3 clear photos of your pet via messages. Each painting is created using premium professional-grade Holbein artist’s watercolors and Daniel Smith Watercolor paint, to ensure a high-quality and long-lasting piece of art. Mailed via USPS.Contact Email: IvyFoxIllustration@ gmail(dot)com ———— Tags and other miscellaneous info: ———— Ivy Fox Illustration Ivy Fox dog art Museum of the Dog American Kennel Club Showsight - Where Champions Are Celebrated American Dog Fancier InfoDog Best In Show The Canine Chronicle AKC Gazette best pet portrait artist watercolor fine art unique art Akc meet the breeds Westminster kennel club dog show national dog show crufts grooming intergroom superzoo petquest groom expo dog sports well bred dogs purebred preservation breeders ethical breeders breeder of merit akc grand champion Ch – Champion of Record – earned by gaining 15 points in conformation wins. Points awarded is determined by the number of other entries the winning dog defeats. A dog must win at least two majors (by winning at two different shows under two different judges where there are enough entries defeated to equal 3-5 points by the AKC point system. OTCh – Obedience Trial Champion To earn an obedience title, the dog must have a passing score of 50% of possible points or better, and an overall passing score at three different competitions under three different judges. CD – Companion Dog (First Level Obedience Competition, basic obedience exercises) CDX – Companion Dog Excellent (Intermediate Level Obedience Competition, more advanced obedience work) UD – Utility Dog (Advanced Level Obedience Competition, difficult obedience work, including hand signals) UDX – The highest obedience degree AKC presently awards TRACKING TD – Tracking Dog TDX – Tracking Dog Excellent VST – Variable Surface Tracking HERDING HIC – Herding Instinct Certificate HT – Herding Tested PT – PreTrial Tested HS – Herding Started HI – Herding Intermediate HX – Herding Excellent HCh – Herding Champion AGILITY NA – Novice Agility OA – Open Agility AX – Agility Excellent MX – Master Agility Excellent NAJ – Novice Agility Jumper OAJ – Open Agility Jumper EAJ – Excellent Agility Jumper AKC Unofficial Titles CGC – Canine Good Citizen ROM – Register of Merit – A dog or bitch must earn a number of points specified by the DPCA rules, and also meet the numbers of champion and major pointed progeny required by DPCA. The requirements for bitches are less than the requirements for the dogs because males have the opportunity to produce a far larger number of offspring. ROMC – Canadian ROM ROM/C – designates that the dog has earned an American and a Canadian ROM. TT – Temperament Tested TC – Temperament Certified AOE – Award of Excellence-A dog must meet qualifications in conformation, obedience, and also be OFA´d to earn this award. New competitions are being added and rules for competitions change, for the most up to date rules and regulations, check with the AKC and the DPCA. Miscellaneous American titles often seen on pedigrees and in advertising. BIS – Best in Show at an All-Breed Show in conformation. BISS – Best in Show Specialty (where only dogs of the same breed are competing in conformation) BOB – Best of Breed BOS – Best Opposite Sex BOW – Best of Winners (best between Winners Dog and Winners Bitch in breed conformation class competition) WD – Winners Dog – the winning dog overall of the regular classes of his sex. WB – Winners Bitch – the winning bitch overall of the regular classes of her sex. RWD/RWB – Runner up to the winners dog and bitch, if the winner becomes ineligible for the award then the runner up will receive the points awarded from that show. Special – A dog that is already a Champion that is competing for Best of Breed only. A Champion cannot compete in the classes where points are earned (because a Champion has already earned them!) RTD – Registered Therapy Dog TD I- Dog has passed Therapy Dog International´s testing HEALTH CERTIFICATIONS OVC – Ontario Veterinary College OVC Hip Certification – A dog may be preliminary screened at a younger age, but will not receive a certification unless the dog is at least 18 months old. It was told to me by a tech in the radiology department of OVC that they consider hips to either be bad, in which case they are rated on a scale from 0 – 4, with 4 being the worse, or they are “good” in which case the animal will receive a certification number (if 18 months or older. Therefore they do not follow the U.S. rating system which includes “FAIR”, Good, Excellent”. Their exact words were “the hips are either GOOD or they are NOT. OFA – Orthopedic Foundation for Animals OFA Hip Certifications – dogs within a specified range of normal hip x-rays are certified OFA-Excellent, Good, or Fair OFA – Elbow Certification – Certified by OFA for normal elbows on x-ray, only one grade recognized as normal. Check with OFA for proper procedures and positioning for hip and elbow x-rays. A dog may be preliminary screened at a younger age, but will not receive a certification unless the dog is at least 24 months old. OFA is also now doing certifications for other canine health concerns such as normal thyroid levels, check with OFA for accurate data and rules concerning these. CERF – Canine Eye Registry Foundation-dog is certified to have normal eyes. Re-certification must be done annually. vWD – Von Willebrands Disease free-meaning the dog has been tested and found free of vWD, a bleeding disorder, vWD free ratings also are often given with a percentage listed. For the best information on Von Willebrand´s Disease, contact Dr Jean Dodds, who is the leading research specialist in blood disorders. Dog show prize idea

[lil-doodles]

Trina Robbins, legendary cartoonist, writer, and fashion designer passed away today. She was a cartoonist when women weren’t supposed to be. She faced adversity in the industry and fought the comic book patriarchy so that future generations of women could excel in the business. She wrote histories or maybe “herstories” about female artists so that young women would have heroes to look up to and emulate. She lived an amazing life which she chronicled in her riveting autobiography Last Girl Standing (Fantagraphic Books). I met her once. It was at a comic convention in Indiana, I’m not exactly sure which one. She was promoting her graphic novel adaptation of Sax Rohmer’s book Dope. I was dismayed that she wasn’t busier than she was. A legend of her status should have been swamped with admirers but I think this was one of those shows that my friend Billy Cooper calls a “celebrity petting zoo” so a lot of the attention at the show was on the celebrity guests and not comics. I purchased a copy of the book and she gladly signed it. She was very sweet and easy to talk to. I told her that I loved her books about the history of comics and we talks about them and other things for a few minutes. I had my camera with me so I asked her if I could take her photo. She asked me to wait a second. She took out her lipstick and applied it, brushed back her white curly hair, checked her visage in a small pocket mirror and then told me to take the photo. I could only smile. She was a real hoot and she will be missed. The drawing is from my most recent sketchbook. I was going to incorporate her in an homage I did parodying underground comics but I ultimately couldn’t figure out how to fit her in. This was copied from a self portrait she did for a series of trading cards. RIP fair lady. I hope your legacy endures and that young women who want to be artists will be encouraged by you and your books.

[anime-academia]

Sailor

It is easier to describe your absence, like how a hearth burns through its last embers on a stormy day, the warmth folding in on itself like a shivering pet. You are too quick to be kept, but let me say my piece, will you? I gift you a memory. A fresh-faced youth teeters at the edge of a ship, twisted ropes rubbing raw their uncalloused hands, yet their grin is ever so bright. Doubtless this was you, pockets bare, save for the promise of faraway adventures and legends. I let my thoughts go with you, sailor. Unmoored, your lack of wings contradicts the lengths you can cross. The world could mirror itself ten times over, yet it would not deter you still from mapping it. Yet, your mercurial nature has its costs. A collector of tales you may be, but who would chronicle yours? Like a ship at sea, you sail from port to farthest port, never stopping long enough to let your sea legs fade. It is as some say, only those that share in your sorrows could comfort you. Sailor, dearest sailor, don’t be afraid of the ground. Walk with your feet and remember that children of the sea can still call the land their home. It may surprise you, but even captains and navigators like to leave some roots growing in the soil.

guess who's back with another uquiz in tow heehee hoohoo

[loveaquariuslove]

2008 mcdonalds

[mayakern]

absolutely adorable rat pocket pics from @ agret_fethr on instagram!!!!!! i cannot handle how cute these are 😭😭😭

[sunjakes]

things that remind me of enhypen

genre: fluff word count: 259 warnings: mentions of food, intended lowercase a/n: yes, i gave each member an entire album :> take this as i try to get out of writers block for my heesun wips ... im trying i promise ><

↪︎ lee heeseung 이희승

starry skies, holding hands, djesse volume three by jacob collier, sharing earbuds, worn out converse, sneaking glances, late night trips to the convenience store, drives to nowhere, peonies, binge watching shows on netflix, acoustic guitar, studio ghibli films

↪︎ park jongseong 박종성

silver jewelry, woodsy colognes, traveler by official hige dandism, lingering eye contact, forehead kisses, the chronicles of narnia, drive in movies, roses, wandering through shopping centers, collared shirts, cuddles on rainy days, reading/writing poetry

↪︎ sim jaeyun 심재윤

daisies, flannels, chip chrome and the mono tones by the neighbourhood, cuddling, dog parks, back hugs, the scent of vanilla, pendant necklaces, stargazing, carnival dates, cherry lip balm, wes anderson films, cracking cheesy jokes

↪︎ park sunghoon 박성훈

the smell of hardcover books, coffee dates, city slicker by ginger root, linked pinkies, movie nights, delphiniums, holding hands in jacket pockets, journaling love letters, shimmery eye shadow, vases filled with flowers, art museums, string lights

↪︎ kim sunoo 김선우

tinted lip oils, golden shades of yellow, chat-shire by iu, laughing at the tiniest things, strawberry candies, apple hair, mirror selfies, iced coffee, lilies, staring contests (that fail), matching hoodies, squishing cheeks, pouty kisses, baking together, pillow fights

↪︎ yang jungwon 양정원

the sound of a cat’s purr, messing around on playgrounds, how will you know if you never try by coin, pet stores, picnic dates, late night walks in the park, sunflowers, competitive games of mario kart, distracting each other while reading, playful nudges

↪︎ nishimura riki 西村力

arcade dates, polaroid photos, human bloom by radwimps, photo booths, fields of cosmos, folders filled with embarrasing photos, picking wildflowers, car rides with the windows down, claw machines, super tight hugs, ruffling each others hair

[mochie85]

I want to say thank you to @springdandelixn @the-lady-amphitrite @joyful-enchantress @muddyorbsblr @cheekyscamp @loopsisloops

What's your name? Mochie, Mona

Your sun sign? Aries ♈

The last song you listened to?

What are you wearing right now? Maroon babydoll dress WITH POCKETS

Piercings? One on each ear.

Tattoos? not yet.

Glasses? Contacts? Both! Mainly for reading and my astigmatism.

Last drink? Peach Hard Seltzer

Last thing you ate? Haribo Cloud Gummies

Any pets? None. I am allergic to all pet dander, sadly.

Do you have a crush on anyone? Yes, I do.

Favourite fictional characters? Loki, Johnathan Pine, Captain James Conrad, Howl, Sailor Moon/Usagi

A movie you think everyone should watch? To laugh and feel good..."50 First Dates" nothing beats a good Barrymore/Sandler comedy.

"Princess Mononoke" has a good message behind it all. Basically anything by Hayao Miyazaki.

A book you think everyone should read? There are so many...

"His Dark Materials" By Phillip Pullman is an amazing series. I had to put down the books several times because it made me question my faith and turned it upside down. I enjoyed it tremendously.

"The Chronicles of Narnia" By C.S. Lewis, again a classic and it sparked my love for magical worlds and science fiction.

"The Old Kingdom Series" By Garth Nix. My favorite book of all time is "Sabriel" the first in the series.

"Wildwood Dancing" By Juliet Marillier. A retelling of one of my favorite fairy tales.

The last place you travelled? I went to Santa Barbara to celebrate my 10 year anniversary with my Hubby.

Something you are looking forward to? In the nearby future...I guess my birthday...Further down the year, I cant wait to go back to Disneyland this year...

🏷️ @michelleleewise @ladyofthestayingpower @irishhappiness @sailorholly @lokisgoodgirl @gigglingtigger @xorpsbane (Missyouboo) @give-me-a-moose @fictive-sl0th @chantsdemarins @goldencherriess

Thanks for the tags @joyful-enchantress & @loopsisloops! Love you besties 💖💛

What's your name? Allison (well okay it's actually Stevania/Stephanie. Allison's my 2nd name. it's a whole thing let's not get into it)

Your sun sign? - Leo 🦁

The last song you listened to? - Hymn for Her by Ames (i finished the summoned pt2 smut so this was expected lol)

What are you wearing right now? - a green tee from American Eagle and pajama bottoms with a print of hot chocolate and candy cane hearts (chortles in 'all wrapped up')

Piercings? - just the earlobes

Tattoos? - none but hoping to get one when my skin finally surrenders its years long battle with me and clears up 🙃🫡

Glasses? Contacts? - Glasses yes, but they're just for blue light and UV because looking at screens too long without them make my head hurt 🥲✌️

Last drink? - Black coffee

Last thing you ate? - KFC chicken and mashed potatoes

Any pets? - None bc building doesn't allow it 🥲 (i have a stupid amount of stuffed toys though and sometimes i bring them to work with me)

Do you have a crush on anyone? - IRL no because my personal life has a pitiful shortage of attractive people 🥲 celeb crushes…Tom Hiddleston (i know, shocker), Robert Pattinson, Mark Fischbach (wow that's a name i haven't mentioned in a hot minute), Taylor Swift, Suki Waterhouse

Favorite fictional characters? - hoo boi we're gonna be here a while… Loki (specifically Sacred Timeline Loki), Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Sara Sidle, Arya Stark, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Katherine Pierce, Rose Tyler, Clara Oswald, Jessica Jones, Temperance Brennan, Ichabod Crane…i'm definitely forgetting a lot but that's everyone off the top of my head

A movie you think everyone should watch? - Crimson Peak (dad if you're reading this imagine me shaking my fist at you), Beauty and the Beast (the animation not the live action)

A book you think everyone should read? - for the lovers of Marvel and smut…the Shattered Isles series by Jade Presley; for everyone else…The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The last place you traveled? - Pangasinan, Philippines

Something you are looking forward to? - in the immediate future…finishing up summoned pt2 and starting on some more request stories, starting on RTC Season 1B (and also 'crimson threads'), chipping away at my miles long Books TBR and Tumblr TBR because lemme just tell you it's ridiculous right now in the more distant future…hopefully finally finishing my poetry book and having it out in the world but that's a long way from happening, moving to a better place, and still writing stories…always still writing stories. as long as i'm making stories i'm happy lol

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backseat chronicles - n.jm | ridin’ club

━ welcome to the ridin’ club smut series

genre ➠ slow burn, smut, fluff, lil angst  wordcount ➠ 8.5k details ➠ fem!reader, streetracer!jaemin, badboy!jaemin, college!au ━ where Jaemin brings you to his club races as his arm candy. warnings ➠ explicit language, overstimulation, flirty banter, pet names, softdom!jaemin, car sex, praise kink, hittin it raw (y/n on the pill), oral, daddy kink, slight corruption kink, fingering synopsis ➠ There is no reasonable explanation as to why or how you always end up in the backseat of Na Jaemin’s beloved car. Almost routinely, he picks you up around ten in the evening with the stereo blasting the raunchiest lyrics for your entire suburban neighborhood to hear. The entire night remains purely friendly, a dabble of flirtatious comments because well, it’s Jaemin for fuck sakes. But all it takes is one suggestive gaze from his dark, lustful eyes and a drop in his voice that rumbles your core to have you climbing over the seats to get to the back. taglist ➠ @rabbit-doyochi​​​ ; @darkneogotmyback​​​ ; @im-lame-irl​​​ ; @p-mini​​​ ; @niniluvsmarkhyuck​​​ ; @saniahmichael​​ ; @jaehy9ngs​​​ ; @danyxthirstae01​​​ ; @jaehyunoos​​​ ; @pikijaemin​​​ ; @suhweo​​​ ; @yunoyeol​​​ ; @lanadreamie​​​ ; @ta3ilmoon​​​ ; 

a/n ➠ hi yall its author doie❀!! thank you for over 1k notes on this series, im beyond impressed by the amount of attention this got! it really blew up and its so crazy!! i wrote this one with more of a romantic plotline i realized its too hard to keep it pwp with all the story building and characterization i have :)) it’s almost over yall! pls pls leave me feedback im sorry it took so long to write ):

While college lecture rooms are too big to interact with other students, discussion classes are there to ease the difficulty. A classroom for about twenty students from a three hundred person lecture. It’s administered by a clueless TA, who barely began his second term in graduate school.

Unlike lecture, attendance is mandatory for participation points. You show up every time without a fail, so it came as a shock to you when a certain blue haired student finally appeared from the list of absent students.

Na Jaemin. The notorious playboy with looks that kill and partakes in some illegal racing club. It’s as if every person in the room fawns over his aura, Jaemin drips with an inexplicable alluring confidence. You didn’t know anything about him besides the fact that he never shows up for class and rumors about how he’s slept with the entire cheer squad.

But he’s drawn to you like a magnet: always sitting in the available spot next to you, asking about your day before the TA arrives, developing an odd staring problem. You don’t feed much into his attention, minding your own business when he starts with his notably flirtatious greeting.

“You just take my breath away, (Y/N).” Jaemin cocks back in his seat with legs stretched wide in an overly comfortable manner. The smug smirk on his face cannot be ignored, he’s doing the absolute most to get you to pay the smallest attention to him.

“I didn’t do anything in particular to do that, Jaemin.” You respond bitterly, pulling out your notes for today’s discussion class. The TA enjoys wasting the first twenty minutes going over the past lecture slides and running through the most obvious topics.

You pay no mind to Jaemin peering over at you with the single handedly most dreamy eyes and smile --- stars shining in his dark orbs and a dazzling twinkle in his wide toothy grin.

“That’s why you’re so amazing. You do nothing and it still leaves me breathless.” His sneaky eyes examine your clothing choice for the long day. On this warm afternoon, the short tank top does nothing to hide much of your skin and the denim shorts that ride up a little too well drive Jaemin insane. And when you cross your legs together, he swallows the spit that pools in the back of his throat.

Your ears catch onto the murmurs of the rest of the class, the midterm is next week. The wretched midterm that is half of your grade dooms you, it is going to take an endless amount of completely undistracted dedicated hours of study--- “On a more serious note, can you help me with this class?”

His voice shatters your inner panic, if anything, adds to the stress that already beats down on your shoulders. You look up to glare at him, but you’re entirely taken aback by the new styling of his hair and the exposure of his tattoos.

The sweet blue cotton candied strands are ruffled lazily above his brows, messy from him constantly running his hand through them. Jaemin sits relaxed in gray sweatpants that are extremely baggy on his slender figure, hands are shoved casually into the pockets.

But what has you staring for longer is the long sleeve of tattoos that wrap around his left arm. Not that you’re surprised that Jaemin has tattoos, let alone a whole sleeve, but this is your first time seeing it as this is the first time he’s come to class without his leather jacket on. Something about the intricate lines and shadowing make Jaemin seem much cooler, almost more attractive.

When you meet his eyes, his lips curl slowly into a sly side smile and he’s practically eating you up under his gaze. He definitely knew that you were staring and what comes next out of his mouth will haunt you for it. “Like what you see, beautiful?”

“I don’t have the time to help you.” The best way out of this situation is to simply ignore it. Jaemin is overly adored and admired by many, he’ll find someone else to help him.

“Jaemin, do you want to study together?” There you go, folks. The random girl snickers with her small huddle of friends in the upper corner of the room, like a crowd of crows, they’re all waiting around for Jaemin to accept her offer so he can be easily integrated into their little group.

However, you watch how his glances bounce between you and her. The most sickly sweet, kind smile is almost too fake to consider it to be genuine. His final choice surprises you, “thank you for offering, but I only want (Y/N)...”

Your breath hitches and gets caught in your throat as you hope for him to finish his sentence, the drumming of your heart distracting you even more. Jaemin wants you? While the thought is flattering, it puzzles you greatly.

“... to help me with my studies.” Jaemin finishes his sentence after a rather long pause, his eyes finally resting upon your figure shying away and finding any way to seem uninterested in the conversation. “Is that going to be okay, (Y/N)?”

“What do I get out of it?” You can’t believe that you are actually considering it. But this is a man that only wants you to help him. Jaemin is an impossible, yet charming man and whatever comfortable attire he is wearing today is really aiding in his request.

He lights up, ears perked up and eyes attentive. His hands fold together on the empty desk, leaning forward towards you. “Dates with me.”

Rolling your eyes, you groan slightly at the arrogant answer. “I don’t care about that. I want something that benefits me.”

“I’ll make sure you’re well fed.” There is a tiny plea in his tone, a remarkable shift from his cool aura. “What do you want? I’ll give it to you.”

“I guess I can’t turn down free food…” there is a hang in your sentence as you contemplate what chaos you’re about to dive into and what life changes are about to be explored with Jaemin.

“Before you agree,” Jaemin chuckles, “there’s one more thing I’d like you to do for me.”

You’re quick to shoot a daggering glare at the overly enthusiastic boy, “why do I suddenly owe you favors?”

“Because I say so.” He deadpans, a chill running down your spine at the deep dip in his octave. The playfulness that was present all this time suddenly vanished, a serious look that intimidates you, but sexy enough to where it erupts something in your core. He blinks at you with dark clouded eyes and you nervously anticipate what he is going to ask next of you.

“Accompany me to my races.” He speaks lowly as if he’s afraid of someone else eavesdropping in the conversation.

Here’s your issue with that request: you’ve never really been part of that scene. You’ve lived pretty mundanely, even in college. It’s simple, you like to stay within the boundaries of what you enjoy to do and what you have to do. But you’re always open minded and willing to try something to determine whether or not you’re fond of it.

Partying and drinking copious amounts of alcohol weren’t your favorite things to do, especially to the point of forgetting your nights. You wanted to remember your nights as much as you do your days. The youth isn’t here for long, why waste them by blacking out in the middle of a large party? Also, whoever said that alcohol goes down smooth is a blatant liar.

Illegal racing could possibly be an extension of people who participate in those things, which is fine, but does place a crippling fear of coming off too boring or unrelatable inside your nervous system. But just because you don’t do those things doesn’t mean that you’re not as cool, right?

Since when was your status based nonsensically on how often you spend your nights in socializing crowds full of sweaty bodies and how much cheap booze you can drink? It had to be all in your head --- you’re just dreading any awkward socializing with people who race cars when it’s absolutely illegal.

“Why me?” It’s a genuine answer, possibly stemming from your insecurities of not being on the same level of charm as Jaemin exudes. You’re not a fool, you’re well aware of the many different people he comes across on campus so, why you?

Jaemin doesn’t hesitate to answer, “why not you? You’re just my type. Hot and smart. Cute and a little shy. The greatest duality, if you ask me.” His words seem so genuine that it has you believing these things about yourself as well.

Nonetheless, you’re taken aback by his observations and his choice of descriptions. “We’ve barely ever talked. How can you say these things so confidently about me?”

Jaemin slightly pulls your chair closer to his own and you yelp in response to the sudden movement and lack of space that separates the two of you. He leans into you, breath hot on your skin and obvious eyes darting between your shocked ones and pretty lips.

“So let’s get to know each other. I can already tell that it’ll just make me fall for you even more.” His finger lightly traces your jaw, stopping at your chin to give it a small lift to meet his focus. Jaemin loves how you squirm underneath his intensity, you’re too cute to let go. “Plus, my boys will love you. I’m sure of it.”

The TA rushes in quickly and is utterly distressed from the traffic that had pushed back his schedule. “Sorry, I’m late everyone.” He rummages through his things to find his notes, but groans to see that the monitor of the computer is off. It’s going to take him another ten minutes to input all his credentials.

But your attention doesn’t stray from Jaemin, especially with his delicate touch at the bottom of your chin. His gentle smile enacts nothing but a soft love, and a peak of interest. Na Jaemin, the one and only. He’s like an adventure waiting to be explored, an open bottle of fun for you to take a sip.

“What would I have to do?” Your voice comes out shaky.

“Just be there as your pretty self.” Jaemin comes off as the type to always have women around him, “you’ll be my lucky charm. For some reason, I always feel better around you.”

The escalation of this conversation is possibly more action you’ve had to handle in the last two years. Jaemin drops your chin and falls back into his own seat with his arms crossed. He is about to turn your life upside down and whether that be a good or bad thing, you don’t mind. You’re excited for the new thrills that come with being by Na Jaemin’s side.

Jaemin’s hot hands lift your shirt quickly, throwing it towards the front seat of his car. His lips return to your soft neck, nibbling at your skin tenderly and with love bites that will remind you of his gentle touches. The streetlamps outside flicker impatiently as you feel the eagerness soaking your panties and he lifts you up to take them off.

“My sweet girl,” his voice is light and airy that it becomes almost lost in the heat of the car. “You’re excited tonight. Did you miss me?” The devilish smirk can be felt upon your collarbones.

“Yes, I haven’t seen you for almost five days.” A peculiar whine settles in your pout and Jaemin’s low growl sends shivers down your spine. The only barrier are his own tight jeans and your hands are fast at unbuckling his belt. Jaemin relaxes back, forearms resting on your soft thighs and watching the neediness in your expression and the speed of your hands. He smiles to himself seeing you this way, wanting him so badly that you can’t wait to get him out of his jeans.

Throughout the two months that you and Jaemin finally became well acquainted, he’s fallen inexplicably into your trance. His friends made it very clear to you that he doesn’t keep the same girl around for more than a few weeks. But he’s brought you to almost every race so far and despite the initial shock of your appearance after the third time, you didn’t let the passing comments phase you.

Why he hasn’t replaced you is unknown and truthfully, there is no reasonable explanation how you always wind up in the backseat of his car by the end of the night. It’s become part of your routine. Jaemin picks you up around ten in the evening with raunchy lyrics blasting out of his personalized car for your entire suburban neighborhood to hear. More often than not, Jaemin has food ready for you to devour and a cozy blanket for your exposed legs.

You’ve learned a bit more about him through your backseat chronicles. Jaemin is possibly one of the only people in your life with a heart bigger than his own body, while also being as carefree as he can. Oddly enough, he cares about you as his friend and as his companion. Not to mention the ridiculous, yet endearing nickname, “Lucky Charm”, that he has coined upon you.

Jaemin has been the best adventure you’ve had in ages. While he takes you on intoxicating thrill rides on the leather of his back seats, every street race has been more than unforgettable. He shares one of the same values as you --- wanting to remember the present. You both know that you’ll remember each other enough for it to transcend into your next lives.

You have him to thank for your youthful experiences, to learn and dive into this new found world of mischief under his care. Jaemin treats you extraordinarily well, he’d never hurt a soul. He showers you in appraisal and carefulness, he’s attentive to your behavior and remembers your favorite things. And he reminds you almost every time you see him that he’s so grateful to have you in his life.

“Have you been touching yourself?” Jaemin’s bold question catches you off guard as it causes your hands to shyly hover over his unzipped jeans. When you glance up at him with soft innocent eyes, as if you’re guilty of a crime and wish to beg for forgiveness, his facial expression is serious and intimidating. 

“Continue, baby. You can be honest with me. Daddy isn’t going to punish you if you did.” His tone is sweet and light, but his eyes are dark and piercing. His lips are drawn tightly into a thin line, no curve in sight.

His finger grazes down your cheek gently as he admires your slightly parted lips and the way your eyelashes dance every time you blink. However, his other hand urges you to continue your previous action of getting him out of his restrictive jeans.

You nod, while rubbing his erection through his gray briefs that hug him so tightly. There’s a sharp intake of breath when you pull the waistband of his underwear down and his cock stands against his lower abdomen. “Do you think of me when you do?” His voice gets caught in his throat when you take him in your warm hand.

“Always.” You kiss his jawline and fix your position above his dick. Your slick pussy presses down against his shaft, coating it in your juices and rubbing his tip to your clit for a delicious sensation. Jaemin groans, his gaze dipping between your lower bodies and back to your face.

“My sweet (Y/N) thinks about her daddy fucking her senseless while she touches herself.” Jaemin chuckles darkly, grinding his hips harder against you. There is a shift in the atmosphere as he grips your hips and slowly enters your dripping hole. “That’s cute, baby.”

You hold onto his shoulders as his raw dick fills you to the brim, stretching you out like past nights. Gasps leave your body when he starts pulling all the way out to only have you sink back down. “Daddy, please just fuck me.”

Jaemin picks up his speed, knowing that you have a quiz due at midnight that you scolded him for forgetting earlier. The grip on his shoulders tighten as this man navigates your body all too well. He knows you like the back of his hand, fucking the spot that causes your body to lose control.

One of his favorite sights in the world is the view of your lips parted open with loud whimpers falling effortlessly. Your eyes roll back into your skull as his hips roll deeper into your walls, the tip hitting your sweet spot repeatedly.

“You’re always the best girl for me, aren’t you?” His hand wraps around your neck when you throw your head back, choking you lightly and your walls grip around his shaft. “I know you’re close. Cum on my dick, baby. Be a good girl.”

Jaemin’s tattoos shine under the moonlight when you peer down at him. His hooded eyes are intoxicated by the pure image of your fucked out body and he’s truly in love. “My good girl, come on baby.” He continues to encourage, his other hand giving you a smack on your ass when he drills mercilessly into you.

The familiar bubbling occupy your lower half and the feeling of release unravels all so suddenly. You fall forward, Jaemin lets go of your neck to hold your limp body close to him, your head on his shoulder as your orgasm overtakes you. He grinds his hips into you to prolong your shaking climax, cooing sweet nothings in your ear as his other hand takes a whole handful of ass to squeeze.

He bottoms out, filling you up to the rim to cum deep inside of you. Jaemin moans loudly, his cum spilling all over your walls. You two sit like that until he grows soft, pampering your temples with gentle kisses. Jaemin remembers to take care of you, no matter what.

While you’re in his arms, he reaches for sanitary wipes in the side compartments. He lifts your hips slowly to pull out and you sigh at the emptiness. Gently, he swipes at the dripping cum from your pussy and makes sure that you’re all cleaned up before getting dressed.

“So, you want to tell me why you’ve been MIA for the past five days?” Rolling your eyes, you pull up your panties and fix the last decency of your hair.

“Car meets that are too far for me to take you.” His thumb rubs your chin lovingly and Jaemin’s eyes are so bright and mesmerizing, you find that it’s hard to look him in the eye at times.

“Not because you’ve been hooking up with other girls?” There is a tinge of sarcasm that laces your rhetorical question and though you don’t expect him to give you an actual answer, you take note of his reaction. Jaemin raises an eyebrow, clearing his throat and looking out the window away from you.

“And if I was?” Truthfully, that question hurt you more than your’s hurt him. His hand rests underneath his chin as he patiently waits for your answer. He admires the clear night sky and the rundown abandoned liquor store that stands all by itself.

“What do you want me to say?” Question after question, a stiff tension replaces the sex of the car.

“I’ll take you back now.” Jaemin crawls back to the driver’s seat, completely ignoring your confused figure. He has always been quite like this: going aloof whenever he wants to dodge something. However, it’s been happening more frequently the past times you two have been seeing each other.

The truth is simple, yet entirely complex at the same time. You and Jaemin aren’t dating, despite always going out together and him posessively introducing you to other men. You and Jaemin aren’t dating.

Nevertheless, it doesn’t stop you from growing feelings for him and you can tell that this happens too often for the attractive boy. He can’t have a fuckbuddy that won’t fall head over heels for him. But who could really blame you? Even if all this time Jaemin was pretending that he cared about you, he still pampers you like a princess; he still tells you he does.

But when it comes to discussion about advancing into something more, he hides and grows silent. This has you wondering, maybe this entire thing to him is all sex? And he can’t love you back the way you do.

No one knows his heart, not even himself. He’s never wanted to complicate his life, it’s always been about two things: racing and having fun. There is no easy way to explain it all, the thoughts that flood his mind and heart, so he chooses every way to ignore it. Overall, he’s genuinely lost. You are one source of stability in his life that he isn’t willing to let go, ever. But just because he won’t let you go, doesn’t mean that you won’t take the chance to leave when you’re fed up with him.

This has him wondering, how far can he push before he pushes you too far?

“No, it’s fine. I’ll just walk.” Tonight is unsettling, it usually doesn’t end like this. Jaemin locks the car doors and turns around to reach for your hand. “Jaemin, open the door.”

“I want you to say that you hate when I sleep with other people.” Jaemin confesses all too wildly as his hand lightly squeezes around your wrist. “And I want you to mean it.” He’s only speaking words of truth that haven’t had the time to process in his own thoughts.

“I hate when you sleep with other people.” And you do mean it. You mean it more than anything you’ve ever said to this man. Jaemin just sighs, bringing your wrist to his lips for a lasting kiss.

“Can I drive you home?” Jaemin asks softly, eyes dipping down to the leather seats and avoiding all need for eye contact.

“Yes, Jaemin.” He pulls you back into the passenger seat and drapes the soft blanket over your exposed legs. “Hopefully, I still have time to take my quiz.”

“Can I come inside?” Jaemin coolly turns his marble wheel to reverse out of the parking space, a hand resting on the shoulder of your seat as he does a double take behind him for any pedestrians, even if you two are far out in the middle of nowhere and there isn’t anyone around; Jaemin knows you have the hots for him when he does that specific move.

“What do you mean? You’ve already cum inside.”

It’s the sound of disappointment as his tongue tsks at you and he flicks lightly at your forehead. He steps on the acceleration, revving the annoying engine that roars throughout the peaceful night. The multicolored lights illuminate around his stereo and at your feet, creating the Rainbow Road right out of Mario Kart. 

Jaemin isn’t like the others who pay close attention to the details of his car. His motto goes, “if I like it, I’m going to have it.” Whether or not anything matches goes beyond his worries.

In some ways, his car is a mirror of his own personality --- wild and free, colorful and welcoming. And his skills as a driver? Safe, no matter how far the speedometer goes, Jaemin always makes you feel safe.

“I mean come inside your room for aftercare. You know how much I hate leaving you without a proper cuddle.” He pouts and almost immediately his cute baby tone comes out with his beg. Almost subconsciously, Jaemin lays his right palm open facing up to invite yours in. Almost routinely, you lace your hands to complete his hold. Getting Jaemin to smile has never been easier as his hold grows tighter.

“You can’t stay over tonight though. My housemates are doing some Single Girls Only house event tomorrow and it starts immediately when we wake up.” You laugh as the ridiculous words fill the air.

“And you’re participating in that?” Jaemin mindlessly asks and you’re unable to differentiate his implications from the question. Is he asking because the idea is horrendously nothing you’d like to do or he’s implying that you’re not single?

“Why wouldn’t I?” Sounding rather harsher than intended, Jaemin finally realizes how poorly he had worded his previous question. Yet, a part of him feels disappointment whirling in his chest and a desire to feel wanted by you.

“Doesn’t seem like something you’d like: wallowing in your singleness.” He chuckles, remaining lighthearted and playful.

“I really don’t.” Jaemin brings your knuckles up to his lips for a lingering kiss, his eyes darting quickly on the road ahead now that you’ve entered the metropolitan areas and his speed drops significantly to avoid getting ticketed.

“I’ll come pick you up. Instead of being single tomorrow, you’ll be on a date.” When you turn to examine his facial expression, the serious tension in his jawline and focused eyes alarm you. Your stomach twists into knots and if he couldn't already tell, your palms grow sweaty at his offer.

“That’s such a slap in the face to them.” Pulling your hand away from his, you cross your arms and lean your head against the cold window. “I don’t think I can do that to them.”

“I have a race tomorrow.” He starts, his head tilting over at you with his round gorgeous begging eyes, “at least, come to that with me.”

“Okay, but only because I want to see Haechan.” As if it wasn’t moments ago, Jaemin was the one balls deep in you and now you’re spewing enthusiasm for another man. It’s all a joke, a way for you to conceal your undying attraction for Jaemin.

You still remember the first time you met the sunshine that is Haechan and the jealousy that seeped from Jaemin’s words when he noticed the exchange of flirtation. Haechan is someone you’d knowingly gravitate towards: a man with a loud personality that just knows how to conduct every personality in the room. And at that moment, Jaemin couldn’t tell if being more observant was a good or bad thing.

Jaemin never saw himself as outgoing as his other friends, staying more kept in his own circle, but he had the confidence to fake it. He’s bold, rather impulsive and slightly narcissistic, Jaemin knows how to use his strengths very well. 

However, when he saw the soft smirk on Haechan’s face and your shy mannerisms, a small tinge in his chest ignited a died out flame. He didn’t realize it before, but that was the very start of his long tumble of feelings for you.

“Do you say those things to purposefully get me jealous?” Jaemin rests his hand on your thigh, giving it a harsh squeeze. His eyes never leave the road and his tone reverts back to his dominant tone.

“Well, are you jealous?” It’s like you two dance in circles, answer questions with a question does not stop.

And as bratty as your tone is, you don’t expect the quick “yes” that answers back and the smoldering look he gives you briefly before focusing back on the drive.

“Then good.” You huff, ready to hop out of the car after the odd, yet sensual tension. Jaemin pulls up to your house and double parks the car to lean in for a nightly goodbye kiss.

“You’re not coming in?” You try to read his facial expressions, but he hides his emotions too perfectly.

His lips curl into a smile before saying, “I think it’s better I cool off tonight.” And you mindlessly give him a peck, but he holds your face to deepen it. Through the kiss, you can feel the neediness by the way Jaemin shoves his tongue into your mouth. The taste of lust against your palette is difficult to ignore, but your academically responsible mind screams at you about your forgotten quiz.

Your hand lightly taps at his chest and he pulls away, his eyes drinking up your swollen lips. “I have a quiz, Jaemin.”

“I know, sorry. It’s just so easy to get lost in you.” Jaemin kisses your cheek once more before you exit. You smile back at him as his words have grown a strong effect on you lately. Bidding him goodbye, he wishes you sweet dreams as he patiently makes sure you’re fully inside your house.

“Is the music too loud?” Jaemin checks over at your hunched figure in the passenger seat. You’re diligently flipping through your thick textbook, a yellow highlighter in one hand and the other comfortably holding Jaemin’s.

The worst part of college is the never ending midterms that are given at any time. Studying in his car isn’t a rare sight, if anything it is more expected than you not doing anything related to your academics. But Jaemin genuinely doesn’t mind, even being mindful about his own actions to ensure an optimal studying space for you.

He really is an ideal guy. Like his first promise, he keeps you well fed and never once asks you for any monetary pay back. Jaemin adjusts the car temperature before you even step into the vehicle, knowing that you prefer wearing less clothes rather than more. Though he isn’t academically responsible, he still makes the effort to try and understand enough information to pass his classes.

The sole flaw would be the lack of open communication. It’s genuinely difficult for you to read his emotions or intentions. Jaemin always has a dazed look in his eyes whenever he looks at you, and it’s an internal fight about whether or not you’re being delusional.

“Music is fine, honey.” The mindless use of a pet name slips from your lips, but your concentration on neoliberalism and globalization doesn’t allow for you to notice.

Nevertheless, Jaemin catches on immediately to the usage. While he showers you in ridiculous nicknames, you’re not one to do so. “Honey?”

“Yes?” You answer back carelessly, not entirely actively listening to him as you highlight an important concept in your book.

“No, you called me honey.”

Looking up from your page, you blink at him with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape. “I did?”

Jaemin chuckles and finally pulls into the overly crowded parking lot, a whole mass of fanboys cheering at the arrival of his flashy vehicle. Everyone just loves Jaemin.

This familiar scene plays like a reel --- several high beams cast light under the dark sky due to the lack of functioning street lamps, dizzy multicolored cars that blaze the tracks, and the all too distinct smell of musky cologne in the chilly air. Oh, and the wide eye admirable stares when you get out of the car.

“Hi, you’re stunning.” A bold new recruit blinks at you in complete awe and awkwardly clears his throat once he realizes his rash comment.

Jaemin raises an eyebrow at him, then at how you plan on handling the situation. You’re flattered, nonetheless, but know that Jaemin didn’t bring you here to flirt with other men. “Thank you. I hope you enjoy your membership in the Ridin’ Club.”

The gracefulness in your delicate voice has the youthful recruit swooning and subtly giddy as he runs off to join a group of others that have been eying you across the parking lot. Jaemin casually drapes his leather jacket over your exposed shoulders, knowing the temperature change is going to result in you most likely catching a cold and because you never bring a jacket despite his plea.

“The power you hold.” Jaemin winks at you before pulling you into a larger crowd to socialize with more impressionable recruits.

“Ah, so you’re (Y/N)!” The stranger is unrecognizable, but you giggle to acknowledge his confident statement. “We haven’t met before, but Jaemin was talking about you the other night at our motorcycle meet.”

Your eyes light up, as if you’ve unlocked a new fun fact of Na Jaemin. “You drive a motorcycle too?” You’re truly shocked at the talent of this man.

Jaemin snakes his arm around your lower waist to draw you closer to his side. “Yeah, but I can’t fuck you in a motorcycle, can I?”

Before the other men can comment on the obvious sexual tension that Jaemin created, he leans in to whisper into your ear. “Actually, I can, but we’ll save our decency from unwanted exposure.” His hot breath grazes against the shell of your ear and you just know where you two are going to end up tonight.

“Bro, you guys probably fuck in the backseat of his car.” One of them chimes recklessly, punching at each others’ chest playfully as if he made a decent joke.

“Why don’t you stay to find out?” Jaemin retorts and the grip on your hip becomes tighter. You’re too flustered to add much into this odd form of competitive banter, distracted by none other than the way Jaemin keeps glancing over at you with a delicious gleam in his eyes.

“So what? You don’t care about us now?” You’d know that bratty tone from anywhere as Lee Haechan pushes past everyone else to rush over to the both of you.

“Aw, are your feelings hurt?” Jaemin sticks his tongue out at his friend before cordially sharing a handshake with him.

“Just slightly.” Haechan looks over at you with a wide grin and playful eyes, “hello, my pretty girl.”

“Drop the possessives, Haechan.” Jaemin rolls his eyes with an irritable twitch on his lips.

He hates how obviously jealous he gets. It’s something too difficult for himself to control, he’s exhausted his efforts to bite his tongue whenever it comes to other people’s flirtations. The thought of someone else calling you theirs doesn’t sit well with him.

“I understand your jealousy, Jaem. If someone was flirting with (Y/N), I wouldn’t be able to stand it either.” Haechan fixes the falling jacket on your shoulders. “But she can handle herself, I know those pretty lips have a mind of their own.” His gaze drops momentarily, yet obvious enough for you to grow shy at how strong Haechan is coming off tonight.

“Stop trying to corrupt her, that’s my job.” Jaemin playfully pushes at Haechan’s chest and they both break out laughing.

“I haven’t said one thing and you’re both talking about me as if I’m not here.” Your small pout is literally the cutest thing to Jaemin. He physically has to stop himself from planting the sweetest kiss on it.

It’s blatantly clear that you’re hot stuff. You’re the perfect example of a head turner, your captivating aura has its ability to suffocate those around you. However, Jaemin has seen all sides of you, but overall finding you so entirely cute. And oddly enough, Jaemin has a knack for cute things.

“Is that (Y/N) I hear?” Huang Renjun engulfs you in a hug, showing clear affection and doesn’t mind doing so. “How did your project go?”

“It went well. You accomplish a lot when you don’t procrastinate.” Renjun gleams at your statement and if Jaemin is delusional enough, he’d probably mistaken the twinkle in his eyes for infatuation instead of admiration.

“You’re so responsible, why are you messing with Jaemin?” Renjun sighs and though his question is more of a joke, there is some truth behind his words.

Your friendship with his friends differ immensely compared to other girls who have come around. Like Jaemin had said before, his boys were going to like you and they do, a lot. Sometimes making it obvious that you’re too good for him.

Jeno comes up from the side, an unidentifiable bruise on his neck and a new cut on his brow. Lee Jeno being such a rough character, his appearance speaks well about how his day has been.

But when he lays his eyes on you, it’s as if all his pain is replaced with joy and security. “(Y/N)! I haven’t seen you in so long!” The enthusiastic boy rushes over to greet you with a warm smile.

“I’m pretty sure I was here a week ago.” You laugh, but welcome him in your arms for a tender friendly hug and pat his head out of habit.

“It’s been a week?! That’s so long.” Jeno narrows his eyes at Jaemin and flicks his forehead.

“Ow!” Jaemin exclaims while rubbing the pain away. “You act like she doesn’t go to the same school as us and therefore, can see her any time you want to.” The tone in Jaemin’s voice raises some eyebrows as they all exchange glances to each other before bursting into laughter.

“Like your jealous ass would allow for that?” Haechan remarks and Jaemin doesn’t outwardly react. However, Jaemin’s hand is squeezing you so tight that you’re more than certain he’s bothered by the comment.

“Oh, stop it. You all know I’m Team Jaemin. He does have the most wins this past month.” You only know that through Jaemin’s proud boasting, anything else in the racing world is unknown to you.

Jaemin situates you in between his legs as he slightly sits on the hood of his car. His arms wrap around your middle and chin rests on your shoulder. Public display of affection isn’t a problem for him, and you learned much earlier that Jaemin can’t keep his hands off of you.

Renjun scoffs at your whimsical fact, in absolute disbelief. “It hurts more hearing you say it. I’m getting my car upgraded, but once it’s done, I’m going to blaze his ass on the tracks.”

“Are you racing today?” Jeno asks the blue haired fellow that clings onto you like a koala.

“Yeah, against a newbie. Apparently he’s really good, so I’m not too sure I’ll win.” Jaemin mumbles into your hair.

“You say that every time, yet you win!” Renjun crosses his arms, weight shifting to his left leg as he pops his hip out. There is always a sense of competition between anyone with Renjun.

Jaemin perks up behind you and when you turn around in his arms, you’re face to face with a beaming smile. “That’s because I have you.” Eyes lock with yours, he isn’t saying that directed to Renjun. Na Jaemin has you wrapped around his pinky, the butterflies fluttering in your stomach are too hard to ignore.

“Alright, lovebirds. Get in your car and let’s start this shit.” Haechan groans and claps his hands to draw the crowd’s attention. Cupping them around his mouth, he roars into the starry night, “let’s roll!”

During the race, Jaemin’s number one priority is to keep you safe. While you’ve sat in his car for a number of times now, it’s different once the loud bang goes off and he’s hitting 100 mph. Tonight’s track is much more dangerous, with twists and turns that can have the vehicle flying weightlessly if he’s not careful.

“You trust me, right?” Jaemin has both hands on the wheel and the engine rumbling as you both anticipate the start of the race.

Spectators watch on the sidelines as if it’s the ultimate battle, but Jaemin doesn’t pay them much mind. He’s more concerned about you instead. “Of course. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be sitting here right now. You’ve proven yourself that you’re an excellent driver, so let’s win this.”

Jaemin smirks at your encouraging words, feeling a warmth spread across his chest. “I’ll tap out any time you want me to, okay?”

You nod and the initial whip of the car is so intense that you didn’t even register the sound off. It’s not your first race, but it’s been awhile since the last one. When you adjust to the pressure, the lanes in front of you cause a slight queasiness in your stomach.

It’s a two lane windy road that wraps around the mountain side and Jaemin happens to be in the outer lane. All it takes is a second of lost control and you two will hit the metal railings that guard the cliff below. Despite your inner panic, Jaemin guides you through the pooling anxiety that leaves you restless.

“(Y/N), look up and out the window. We’re coming up on the cliff side view, I’ve always wanted to bring you here.” Your eyes land on the dazzling glitter that dances on the ripples of the lake. It’s so vast, the moon high up in the sky is reflected on the water below. It’s a romantic scene of melancholy and bliss. Suddenly, you feel at peace in the middle of this high speed race.

“It’s beautiful, Jaem.” You whisper calmly and he’d reach for your hand to hold, but races take too much wheel control. And he’d turn to look at you, but races take too much concentration on the road ahead.

But throughout every obstacle, he hears the gentleness and the solidarity in your cadence in the midst of all the high stress. He, too, feels peace. He feels calm knowing that you’re simply by his side, even in the face of danger. So, he can finally admit to himself… he genuinely developed feelings for you.

Before you know it, you’re thrusted side to side from the sharp turns and the adrenaline kicks in when the other racer catches up right next to Jaemin. “Fuck,” Jaemin curses underneath his breath and steps harshly on the acceleration. “Baby, I’m going to go a bit faster so hold onto something.” He warns and your hand finds the grab handle. It’s neck and neck at this point.

Usually, you squeeze your eyes shut to avoid becoming too overwhelmed by the sights in front of you. Tonight is different, not entirely knowing why, you’re observing every element that circles around the perimeter.

The finish line is up ahead, but there is no sign that the other racer is slowing down. Then, you see it: the fatal mistake that can cost you both of your lives if you didn’t catch it. “Jaemin, watch out!” You yelp when the other car inches dangerously close, your warning allows Jaemin to make a controlled swerve away from a possible hit.

Jaemin shakes his head and tsks at the recklessness. “Now I know why he’s good. It’s foul play.” He blows his bang out of his eyes and casually says, “thank you for warning me. This is why I need you by my side.”

He makes it to the finish line barely before the other, winning the race by half a second. Jaemin brakes smoothly, tire marks scrapping the concrete below, and you both exit the car to celebrate with everyone else.

But before the mass of eager shouting men make their way over to you two, Jaemin hurries to your side to pull you into a steamy, rewarding kiss. The scene is just like the movies; his hand on your lower back and yours on his chest lightly. His lips taste like triumph, like he had won more than just a simple race against a random stranger. He’s won the best person he could ever have.

You two fled the scene after cussing out the other racer. It was a rare sight to see: Jaemin being all bothered and angry, practically fuming after scrambling back into the driver’s seat. However, your mind had mischievous plans of its own and all it took was one look from his hooded eyes for you to announce that you wanted him --- badly.

Back in your usual abandoned parking lot, Jaemin pauses before following you to the back seats. With the engine off and the dead of the night being absolute silent, the tension remains thick around you two. “(Y/N),” Jaemin is about to confess something he never thought he’d admit. He turns to you sitting in the middle seat with just your panties on and a curious look on your face.

His heart burns and despite being so incredibly aroused, he controls his urges enough to be able to say, “I’m into you.”

“I know you’re into me, that’s how we ended up like this in the first place.” You giggle cluelessly to his words, still not understanding the odd shift in mood and intentions. It’s always his unclear, messy intentions.

Though he can’t entirely figure out his puzzle pieces, he has plenty to connect the dots. “I like you. I want to be in a relationship with you and call you my girlfriend.”

You’re stunned. Did Jaemin just confess to you as you sit in your panties ready to fuck? This softness is different from the sides you’ve seen of him. It’s similar to a lost bunny, wandering grasslands to find a purpose. He looks so fragile, one intense stare and he’d crumble. This softness is vulnerability.

“So do it.” The boldness catches him off guard, but switches on the dominance in him. “If you want me, come show it.”

He climbs over the middle console to push you into the leather seats. “Not acting shy anymore, are you?” Practically ripping your shirt off of you, he cups your breast lightly and flicks at your nipples. Your immediate reaction results in a rush of wetness down your core.

“Before I forget,” sitting up, you share a passionate kiss that you’ve held back long enough. You give it every ounce of feeling you have for him. “If it isn’t obvious enough, I like you too.”

“It’s obvious, baby.” Kissing your nose, he wraps a hand around your throat to lightly push you back down. “But hearing you say it out loud makes me happy.” Jaemin smirks, hand still choking you gently and pampering your jawline with soft kisses.

His free hand reaches down into your dripping panties, circling your clit with your wetness. The sensation causes you to whimper for more. “Daddy, give it to me.” You wiggle in his palm, knowing that the nickname is more than effective.

“My sweet (Y/N) wants to get fucked?” Jaemin rolls your underwear off and rids himself of his own bottoms.

“Yes, please.” Through the darkness, his hard dick stands proudly. Jaemin lines himself up as he thrusts into you without another second of hesitation. He waits for you to adjust to his size, his tip barely grazing your sweet spot. “Fuck…”

“You take me so well, my pretty baby.” Jaemin starts moving his hips, slowly at first to build a rhythm. Taking your legs, he presses them into your chest to fuck you at a deeper angle. And you feel him practically in your guts, his cock pumping against your walls deliciously and bumping into your g-spot. “Do you want more of me?”

Your train of thought is in utter shambles and whatever Jaemin is saying to you barely processes. You’re overwhelmed by a pleasure that fills every system, every part of your body. To answer him, you let out an incoherent noise of approval.

Jaemin pulls your hips down while thrusting forward into you, maximizing every inch of his strokes. This single action causes you to scream and grip onto the headrest. “Who knew my sweet girl could be so fucking dirty?” Jaemin chuckles darkly, his cadence dropping several decibels. “When I first met you, I wanted to ruin you.”

All of his filthy words edge you closer to your release as he continues to repeat his previous motion. He holds your hips in place to grind into you, the feeling of his tip rubbing your walls has your eyes rolling back. “Do you want to cum, (Y/N)?”

“Yes!” You yell, the tight ball in your lower abdomen is bound to break any minute. “I want to cum so badly, please.” You beg and moan, the arch in your back lifts you from the seat of the car. Jaemin snaps his hips into you, drilling you quickly to reach your high. And you break. An euphoric cry fills the air as your walls clench around his length. You hear the extra wetness create a slick noise, but Jaemin isn’t done with you yet.

“You wanted to cum so fucking badly. I’ll reward you with one more for being such a good girl for me.” His thumb flicks at your clit and you convulse into spasms from the sensitivity. Your violently shaking legs can’t hold themselves up anymore and Jaemin rests them on his shoulders. He lines kisses along your ankle as the pleasure overtakes you.

“I don’t think I can do it.” You whine, your fingers twisting and toes curling.

“You are going to try, okay baby?” He coos, but it’s most definitely a demand. He sits back on his knees to pick up more speed, fucking endlessly into your swollen pussy and thumb rubbing fast strips against your bud.

“I’m going to snap, Jaem.” You cry, tears rimming your eyes and before you know it, a second wave hits you. Your second orgasm is ruinous and has you squirming around to regain some sense of control.

“Oh fuck, you’re so beautiful.” Jaemin slows down as your walls grip around him again, tighter this time. “I’m going to fill you up with cum,--- watch it drip out of you.” He grunts while releasing into you, his dick twitching and spraying your insides with white.

He pulls out as hot, white cum spills from your pussy. You take this moment to catch your breath and relax your legs. However, Jaemin coats his two fingers and shoves the cum back into you. “Jaemin!” You exclaim at the sudden intrusion.

He curls them into your plushy walls and finger fucks you into another oblivion. “Wait, again?” Your hands wrap around his wrist, but Jaemin moves too fast for you to catch it.

You’re a moaning mess again, louder than before. Jaemin leans down and flicks his tongue against your overstimulated bundle of nerves. Your back arches automatically and a low animalistic scream rises from your throat.

He observes your body lines underneath the moonlight and the last remaining light the broken street lamps have to offer. Your face contours and you’re so far out into ecstasy that you don’t notice how intensely Jaemin watches you lose yourself.

“It feels too good!” With one last thrilling orgasm, you almost pass out and you see small stars of dizziness. He soaks up every last bit of your cathartic reaction and festers a small sense of pride that he can make you feel all this pleasure.

“Such a good girl. You’re beyond impressive, baby.” Jaemin pulls his fingers out to lick them clean and finds some wipes to help you out of your sticky situation.  

“Now that you’re my girlfriend, can we cuddle at any time now? Not just as after care.” He peers up at you and the one word enacts a burning warmth to spread across your chest. That is the best nickname he can call you by.

“I think the Singles Girls Only house event is still going on, but after that, yes a million times.” You laugh and wrap your arms around him into a big loving hug.

Jaemin feels right at home. All the long years of living carelessly and wild, he’s finally found someone worth the extra mile. While Jaemin was a thriving adventure to be explored, you were his comfort to run back to.

It is through the intimacy of your backseat chronicles that Jaemin was able to fall deeper for you. You’re his lucky charm, for some reason, he always feels better around you. 

[writer-in-theory]

the prelab chronicles ft. the occasional neighbor boy:

- "2 is greater than 1. right? right? yes. tis."

- "thats a lot of camphor and menthol i feel like i'm definitely gonna hit pass out number eight tomorrow." "BACK UP what do you mean number 8??" "ITS THE MENTHOL OKAY DONT WORRY ABOUT IT."

- "if i didnt add any water, then its not a water-containing compound RIGHT??" "yes?" "WRONG THERES SECRET WATER."

- "since this is nonsterile compounding do you think i'll get points off if i cry into it?"

- "do you think i could shove a clump of aquaphor in my labcoat pocket and take it home?" "what like a pet?" "no, we're working with white pet next week." "is that a pharmacist joke? are you being a dork right now?" "absolutely (✿◠‿◠)"

- "TWO IS STILL GREATER THAN ONE, YES?" "you're gonna be a licensed pharmacist" "LEAVE ME ALONE, OKAY? MATH IS HARD"

[prankprincess123]

Edramel Chronicles: They have a cowardly hunting dog named Jaya, and each have a horse, but those are pretty normal for a medieval-esque fantasy world. And Namos having Zoolingualism is constantly surrounded by animals of all sorts, but I'm not sure I'd call any of them quite pets. As of my latest re-writes though, in Book2 Xandrie acquires a tiny little dragon that now lives in her pocket; I'm not sure what her name is yet though. By the Epilogue Divadly also has a collection of animal companions from Zoolingualism, Emailli has acquired a kitten, Natia has started collecting frogs, and Lynberlyn is trying to convince the adults to let her keep a cow in her nursery with her.

Briar's Brats (Pirate WIP): A flock of Golden Chickens. This was not planned either by the characters or myself as a writer. In one of their quests for treasure, these children simply found some golden eggs, and they hatched. The furthest I've gotten in this story there are 10 kids and a flock of golden chickens living on a tiny boat that was probably only meant for like 3-4 people. They desperately need a bigger boat, but their 'crew' is too physically tiny to man anything more than what they have...

what weird pet would your oc have?

[ivyfox-illustration]

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