#she looks pretty stiff but whatever 😭😭

[roszabell]

flowergirl

[fartcloudfartcloud]

Do you mind doing a smut blurb about dry humping with Logan pls. I just need to read some dry humping with that man omfg

Tysm in advance you write Logan smut so well 😫😫 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Ofcourse I can lovely, and thank u so much omg im blushing. I'd do anything for this old man and if it were up to me I would have achieved atleast 1 nut on every inch of his body. you know how it is. I love writing dialogue so much, so I hope when I do it's like sexy and in character and not like ew why would he say that ykwim 😭😭😭 Also just realized u said dry humping and this is very much not dry, so if u want specifically some like over the clothes bumping and grinding I fuck with that too, just lmk 😋

Logan couldn't wrap his head around how so men come home to their beautiful girls, just to mistreat them. (he told me himself)

He couldn't imagine coming home and doing anything but pleasing whatever fresh faced beauty had burrowed their way into his heart.

Especially when that freshed faced beauty was as freshed faced and beautiful as you.

You'd fight him, shoo him away when he leers over your shoulder at your makeup routine and scold him when he's got his phone camera in your face. You'd never change his mind, no matter how hard youd try.

He didn't know how you could either, especially now when he's got you like this.

The room is hot and sticky as sounds of you and logans debauchery fill the room. The scene is nothing short of pornographic, since hes got you with your soaked core pressed into his thigh, your legs moving you in a mind numbing pattern.

Logans hands on your hips do most the work, though. He's got you pressed down in a way you're not sure you could sustain on your own, your hips locked back and clit taking most of the abuse, and it's driving you up the wall.

Your eyes are cast down, stairing at the fat of your pussy being smushed back and forth, leaving a slimy trail of slick to drip down the sides of Logans limb.

Logans eyes, however, have not left your face for a moment. You look jaw dropping like this, your head bobbing as your hands desperately grab onto whatever they can hold, your moans reaching a fever pich every time he applies just a little more force.

"You can take it, right baby?" The words don't make it past your lips, but you shakily nod and pant an audible "mhm".

"Atta girl," He praises, one hand coming up to grab your chin. He's got a goofy grin on his face, his pupils blown out and his hair falling into his face as he brings your eyes back up to his.

"There she is," His smile turns fond upon seeing your face again. His hand quickly returns to your hip and resumes his relentless assault on your core, this time his eyes locked on yours in an intimate embrace.

Not only can he smell it, but he can feel your impending climax. He can feel the way the slick is pouring from you, can feel the way your bud gets all stiff and sensitive. If nothing else, it was hard to ignore the way you shake like a leaf, your lungs void of air as it all overwhelms you.

"That's it right there, huh princess?" He asks, your voice becoming high pitched and whiney as you nod, your hands tightening on his tanktop.

"Let me see it baby. Don't take those pretty eyes off of me," He orders, picking up the pace, sprinting to bring you to your finish.

"Lo- its- mph~ i-im-" "shhh, just let it go," He whispers lowly, the sound going straight to your already buzzing center. It's not long before your eyes break his gaze, mindlessly rolling into the back of your head as the feeling consumes your body whole.

His hands don't falter, working you through your orgasm as you relentlessly shake and cry in his hands. Your face ties up, eyes now scrunched up and mouth dropped open in what is probably his favorite of all your looks.

He doesn't stop till you're twitching and squirming, whines going from orgasmic to almost painful as your whole core becomes sensitive.

"Fuck- Logan," you plead, wrapping your arms around his waist and hiding your face into your neck. You let out a deep sigh as you relax into him, feeling the waves of your release leaving you and being left with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

He wraps his arms around you too, comforting you with his big arms and firm embrace.

"You have fun, princess?" He teases, kissing the crown of your head and pressing his face against it.

You respond with a quiet "mhm", face refusing to leave his neck.

He holds you like this, whispering soft words of so good, so pretty, my baby, into your ears and making your mind get all floaty and soft.

hope u enjoyed!! thank u for the request, keep them coming I'm having so much funnn omg

[quartztwst]

Her name Cynthia now bc my moot said KSI 😡😡

Information if the text is hard to see:

Age: 16

Best Subject: ???

Birthday: Feburary 29

Class: 1-A

Club: Sewing and Stitching Club

Height: 174 cm (5’9)

Hobby: Sewing

Homeland: ???

Likes: Pretty things

Dislikes: Things that ruin pretty things

I don’t know if I want Cynthia to be a Yuu or an OC for ramshackle but I’ll figure it out later but her whole aesthetic is being doll like and unsettling!! (on accident)

More Info (reused from the poll post but with more):

She/They

She has a bad staring problem

There are some moments where her movements become strangely stiff and less human

There’s some rumors about her being non-human or being a living doll

It also doesn’t help that she dresses very modestly or doesn’t show a lot of skin so people are convinced that she’s wearing it to cover her doll joints

They also do not speak often. They are usually very quiet or gesture to things. She may or may not have a voice

They do not like touch

They basically do whatever they want lol

When Crowley handed her the NRC uniform, she kept tweeking the design a little to make it look cuter so he kept giving her more to replace it but she keeps changing them.

Strangely good at sewing

She keeps gifting her friends clothes she thinks are cute (they have frills and bows on them 😭😭😭)

She hates P.E. because she has to run and stuff

SHE LOOKS LIKE FUCKING LILIA I HATE IT HERE

[pupyuj]

training hung g!p yujins ass to take your strap, making her wear butt plugs during her daily idol schedule, increasing in size by the day

ghosting a hand under her skirt/shorts to tease her by pressing on the plug every now and then

hope ur doing well

bisoux

EXACTLY ANON OUH i loved this ask 👹❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

she’s definitely freaky in the sheets but i think yujin would still be surprised when you propose the idea to her on a random sunday afternoon 😭😭 she’d stare at you, trying to see if you’re joking or not and once she realizes that you’re 101% serious yujinnie’s definitely gonna be into it 😝 see, you did like to boss her around in bed but she’s still the one fucking you, yk?? so something so new as you fucking her.. well… the thought of it makes yujin’s dick spring upright! 😛😛 she definitely hasn’t done anything like this with any of her previous partners before so she appreciates you for trying to pull her out of her comfort zone, and plus.. a good puppy needs to be rewarded at all times! 🥰

helping her put in her first one was a moment, okay!? however you managed to hold back just fucking her ass while she obediently bent over your desk with her ass on full display for you, you'll never know! it was a new kind of pleasure to hear her whimper while you slowly inserted her first butt plug in her ass and ofc you almost just wanted to skip a stupid corporate party just to fuck her and get fucked by her 😫 but you did go to that corporate party! yujin wouldn't stop squirming, the poor thing :(( she did tell you it was uncomfortable for the first few minutes but she was good enough to push through it.. sitting like a good girl beside you acting like her cock wasn't trying to fuckin burst out of her compression shorts bcs with the butt plug in her ass and looking at you with your silky, skin-tight dress... well yujin was just about going insane 😣

the bigger the butt plugs get the more she gets comfortable ofc.. but she also gets rlly desperate?? 😭😭 yujin doesn't know why you're taking so long to fuck her when she was pretty sure she can take whatever you can give her by now! she'd even go as far as to try and entice you enough before leaving for a schedule! pushing you up against a wall and kissing you right before you could grab the door and leave with her, guiding your hand down to her stiff cock and moaning so cutely when you squeeze gently 🥰🥰

"mommy, please.. you didn't touch me last night..." aww the sweet puppy trying so hard to get you to pity her with those big pretty eyes 🥺 and it does work bcs you're so weak for her.. but ofc you don't let her get everything that she wants 🤭🤭 you get on your knees, suck her off, tease her ass a little bit by tugging on that plug... but you know what she wants and she wants you to fuck her.. unfortunately you feel petty so the moment you make her cum and you completely pull away from her and poor baby would whine so much :((

her looking so completely devastated the entire day that you just had to give in and give her what she has been waiting for this entire time 🥺💞 propping her ass up with her head pushed down in the pillows, her loud moans muffled while you rammed your strap in her hole,, slowing down your pace and watching the plastic dick disappearing in and out of yujin's tight ass.. even better when you lean forward and grab her cock from behind, giving her a lot more pleasure than she expected that she really really had to try hard not to cum right there!

ykw yujin would rlly love it 🥺🥺 asking for more even when she's spent and her sheets were a mess with her cum all over it... having you stretch her hole all night would easily become one of her favorite things😋💖

[aylasology]

Rocket Queen

A guitar solo and the finishing touches.

warnings : smut!! Fingering and oral. Using cocaine. Reader gets fucked in a recording studio 😭

notes : jeez this was long. This is a part of my rockstar!Robin x groupie!reader universe btw! Check her out here :) Here's my birthday treat from me to you 🫶

Heels tap on the hardwood floor as you watch her sing. Her hands shoved in the pockets of her flare jeans, blue eyes tinted red as her heart shaped glasses slip on the bridge of her nose. Robin Buckley is a rockstar in the flesh - and she is in her element.

Her tall frame stands by a microphone. Her voice has a rasp in it, a strong low voice that no one could compete with.

"I'm a sexual innuendo in this burned out paradise, if you turn me on to anything you better turn me on tonight."

Her eyes shoot to you. A shit-eating smirk on her face as she kept singing. You could remember how she wrote this song so vividly. On her bed, you sprawled naked underneath the sheets as she lay next to you with a pen and a notebook in hand. Tapping to a melody she hummed quietly. The notebook was on a blank page, scribbles and crossed out words on the other side.

Robin was convinced that this next album was going to be a hit. She was convinced that her vocals, and the band's distinct sound is gonna take them somewhere. She was strong in her belief and you couldn't help but believe it too.

You don't know what it was about her that made her so magnetic. It was something beyond looks, something beyond that voice that made you let her toy you around and use you. Maybe it was the thrill? The thrill of getting caught and getting outed? The thrill of finally getting touched by a woman? You couldn't lay a finger on it.

Their guitarist, Eddie Munson, started playing his riff, fingers fast in its movement as it moved against the fretboard. Stiff in her movement however, Robin's eyes squeezed shut, a serious look on her face as if she was deep in thought. You knew what this look meant, the look that said something was wrong. Something didn't align to whatever artistic sound she had in mind.

"Eddie wait."

Eddie stopped playing. A resounding, rather pissed off "what?" Slipping from his lips. Robin's eyes wandered in thought, eyes wandering to you. She looked you up and down, eyes wandering on the tiny skirt you've decided to wear. A thought comes to mind.

"Uh, just keep playing actually..."

After recording, a pair of hands snake from behind your waist, tugging onto the fabric of your shirt. Robin.

"Hey sweetheart..." She cooed, peppering kisses on the skin of your neck. "I can just eat you up.." she murmured in between the kisses. Robin always seemed so drunk in love when it came to you. You were never sure if it was love, but you were sure of one thing : you aroused her.

"Robin..." you chuckled as she had turned you to face her, pulling you in the recording booth. Everyone had dispersed out of the studio by now, the room suddenly so chilly and quiet.

"Shh, sweetheart..." She cooed. "Need something from you really quickly..." She murmured, pressing your back against a beat up leather couch, pushing a microphone next to you. "Gonna need a quick little fix 'fore I ask for a favor m'kay?"

A little nod was all it took for her to lay you down completely, pulling out a small plastic bag with white powder in it - cocaine. She lifts your shirt up, a small but demanding "bite" grunts out of her lips. Quick to obey, you bit the fabric of the shirt to keep it up.

She adjusts herself, straddling your hips as she sat on you, eyes hungry as she took in the sight of your body. The curve of your hips, the swell of your breasts, your already erect nipples. Of course you didn't wear a bra.

She rips the plastic to form a little hole, cocaine on your belly and all the way up the middle of your breasts. You could hear her groan, the sight of you enough for her to completely ravish you.

"So pretty this way...just a pretty little thing for me to use..."

She bends down, pressing a kiss on your skin before sniffing down the powder. A hand on the curve of your hips, words slipping out of her mouth every time she'd sit up to just look at you.

"Such a perfect little slut....you gonna let me abuse you, honey?"

"Such a good girl for me...god, you're perfect."

And as a small trail is left in between the perfect globes of your breasts, her tongue prods out of her mouth, licking the skin and the cocaine off of it. Her eyes stare up at you, needy eyes that could tell everything she wanted to do to you.

"Robin..." You could only whimper, mouth waiting and cunt soaked in anticipation. The heat inside your skirt boiling.

She leans closer to your face. "I know, princess, I know..." She cooed, before pressing her tongue onto yours. The taste of cocaine landed on your tongue, a hand kneading one of your breasts and the other cupped onto your face.

Her kisses seemed eager, and they felt as though they were waiting for a reaction. And when she gains that soft moan from you, she pulls away, a string of saliva connecting each other's tongue.

"Gonna need more from you, sweetheart..." She groaned. She pulls away from your body, ordering you to sit up. She pulls your skirt down, a smirk on her lips as she feels your panties soaked.

"All this for me?" She teased, fingers tracing circles on the wet patch, your legs shaking in anticipation.

"Robin..." You cried, an awkward blush on your plump cheeks.

"Oh so you're blushing now too? Fuck sweetheart, you're just so cute..."

"Robin!" You groaned, absolutely having enough of the teasing. A chuckle erupts from her lips as she pulled the panties off. Her hands gripped onto your ankles, holding your legs up as her finger pushes in deep, slow strokes. A moan slipping from your lips.

"There she is..." She hummed, a chuckle slips from her lips as she watched your face contort in pleasure. She adds another finger, her pace moving quicker as she spreads your legs wider. "Gonna need you real loud for me sweetheart..."

Without waiting for a response, she pushes your legs further, you moan softly in pain, but she's fucking you too good for you to want it to stop. "Feel good sweetheart?"

"Fuck..." You cry out. "Yes..fuck...yes..." You moaned as you lay your head against the arm rest of the couch. A plethora of moans and cries falling from your lips as she spread your folds open.

And as a familiar, twisting knot forms in your stomach, her fingers pull away. A soft, but reassuring "We're not done yet..." hums from her lips.

She adjusted herself, keeping your legs spread open as she kissed your thighs and stomach. And before you could complain on how much of a tease she was, she dipped lower. Licking your sensitive clit before moving inside your folds immediately.

You moaned against the sensation. Robin's tongue was warm and eager and sloppy and it was perfect against you. It found and abused nerve endings, unbridled pleasure taking over your being.

Your fingers grasp onto her hair, hips bucking against her mouth as your slick and her spit seemed to drip on her chin and onto the couch. Your moans came out in hurried grunts. Your thighs squeeze her face, as suffocating as it was she didn't care - she felt as though she could happily die like this, head in between your thighs and a mouth lapping up pussy. Your pussy. Your moans continued to sound desperate, a slight crack in them and a rasp that only Robin could recognize. Robin was the only person who touched you like this.

The knot in your stomach comes undone, sticky fluids of your release all over her lips and cheek. She pulled away, letting you watch her swallow it all down. She leans close to your face, kissing your cheek. "You did so good, sweetheart..."

Before you could say anything, your body is instantly hit with exhaustion. Pretty eyes of yours fluttering shut as you lay there with a pillow on your head and another on your hand. A chuckle slips from Robin's lips.

"I'll let you rest, m'kay? I'll be here when you wake up."

And she was there in the studio once you woke up, tampering with the audio of their recording session from earlier. You could hear her play it, legs wobbly as you stood up and walked over to her.

You could hear the guitar solo in full blast, though another sound seemed to be playing alongside it. The sound of what could be considered as lips smacking together in a kiss, which then lead to needy and desperate moans. The moans held a crack in them, a rasp that bubbled from the throat. Desperate and loud, and...wait...

"Robin, was that...?"

"Yes sweetheart, that was you." She replied with a cocky smile, lifting your hand up to her lips. "You always told me how much you wanted to be a muse..." She muttered before kissing the skin.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

OK OK OK, but can we revisit the daughter "sitcom" scenarios?! I loved them sm.

Imagine Engel is out somewhere, like the store or whatever. Their daughter, who is about 12-13 at the time, just got her first period...😦

She just kinda awkwardly walks into the room and is trying to figure out how to tell him...

Konig is totally panicking, probably frantically calling Engels phone to get home ASAP. Poor boy probably didn't even know that you can get your period at that age and thinks some really bad is happening 😭.

But once everything has settled down, he starts to treat her the same way he treats Engel on her period, maybe even letting her stay home from school.

König is 1000 miles away from his comfort zone

I imagine the conversation goes something like this: (D=daughter, K=König, R/E=reader/Engel)

D: “I think my period just started…”

K: “Ja? Just remember to do your homework.”

D: “No, I mean… I think I just got my first period? I’m bleeding–”

K: “Bleeding? Where?? ”

D: “…??? There...?”

*uncomfortable staring and silence”

D: “I just… Do you know where mom keeps her pads?”

K: “...Pads?”

D: “Dad!! You’re just repeating my words!”

She leaves the room to look for the pads herself while König calls her mother: now imagine a colonel, a commanding officer of thousands of soldiers, responsible for important pre-decisions throughout the whole organization, calling his wife and asking what to do in this kind of a situation 🧍‍♂️ König is rubbing the back of his neck while walking anxious circles in the living room, almost bumps into a sofa while Engel calmly explains what's going on and that this is all completely normal.

When she comes back, König has just closed the phone, sighs, then takes a rather stiff stance to indicate he is about to give an important speech.

“Now then, my pretty young fawn. You are not my little girl anymore… Today, you’ve become a woman–”

“Dad, wtf?!? Ughh….”

She storms out of the room again, about to die from cringe: why does his father have to be such an embarrassment and an awkward mess? Why the hell did her mother even want this odd big loser as her man???

She’s sick of his stupid speeches and ridiculous rules and poor attempts at jokes, she's more than sick of listening to her parents’ disgusting cooing all the time. Only the noise canceling headphones can block out his dad’s profuse lovesick confessions before they start to bonk each other, thinking she can’t hear it all upstairs. Meanwhile she's not allowed to have a life of her own because the "world is a dangerous place"...

She can't wait to get out of this household, especially when even more cringeworthy conversations follow once her mother comes home. The only reason she's eavesdropping is because they're finally speaking of her instead of "how beautiful his sweet Engel looks" or "how silly and clumsy her big bear is":

K: “Does this mean she starts to have boyfriends?”

E/R: “She probably has had a few already.”

K: “What?!”

E/R: “Well not really. They’re just kids, fooling around. I wouldn't worry about it yet.”

K: “Should I talk to her about… you know, birds and bees? Just in case?”

E/R: “You? Absolutely not.”

K: “But–”

E/R: “I’ll talk to her at some point. They probably have sex education at school.”

K: “She can’t go to school. She said she was in pain.”

E/R: *sighs*

K: “What...? I already called them and said she's ill.”

E/R: “She's not ill, silly. It's just a period, it comes every month. You of all people should know...”

K: “Ja, I know... The torture days :)”

E/R: “Torture days for who?”

K: “I'm in so much pain every month, you have no idea...”

(Daughter upstairs makes a furious dive for her headphones :|)

[heretyc]

You ever see that video of that one guy who pelted Franco with every Glass bottle, Brick, and Rig-recharge in the Docks map??

(If not this is the link for context: https://youtu.be/Rya2slSMV7I?si=Vr00s_EaM4eEft32) Anyway I think it would be very cute if his beloved is patching him up after a trail with that particular reagent. Like picking glass out of his hair, icing bruises, gently disinfecting cuts, and lots and lots of kisses 🤌

I can hear some of my followers getting ready to go to this guy's house, anon 🤣😭🤣😭 I admire the guy's dedication, though. The current Barbi event has a challenge like that even though he literally doesn't do anything to me lmfao he even opens doors for me! This man doesn't deserve to be pelted. I love this idea 💓 [I do pelt Coyle though...I had to turn on the gen FIVE TIMES in Kill the Snitch two nights ago cause he wouldn't leaveeee omgggg].

"This is fuckin' bullshit."

Barbi's sigh was deep and bothered as his gloved hand held an ice pack to his head, letting you stitch up his chest; a reagent with a penchant for cruelty had pelted your poor Barbi with bricks, glass...hell, even a human heart! Where the hell did they get that from?!

A brick had struck him in the chest, and it resulted in a gash requiring stitches; his pretty pale skin was black and blue and red. The chest you laid your head upon most nights was swollen and bloodied, and it made you feel nothing but disgust. Carefully pushing a needle through his skin, you hissed, "I know, it's more than bull...am I hurting you?"

"No," he was quick to reassure, "I've had worse, doll. Gunshots in Cuba. Shot in the head by dear ol' dad." He smirked, giving you a wink. "Gettin' stitched by my sweetness is comparable to heaven, I assure you."

"Ha ha," you mocked a laugh, tying the stitches up once the gash was tightly sewn shut. The skin was red and angry, clearly displeased with your rough treatment. You're surprised he had yet to flinch...stitches were no walk in the park. "I'm still worried. They showed no mercy with you." You laid a little kiss on the stitching, uncaring of the itchy, stiff sutures. The action made him smile a bit before he made a face.

"Neither will I when I see them again," Barbi scoffed, shaking his head a little as you put the needle on the desk. "I've got enough teeth to make him into swiss cheese."

"I'd be happy to donate if you need any more," you teased, taking a wet rag coated in alcohol. He just huffed a laugh, letting you clean some dried blood on his head. God, how many bottles were thrown at him? You're surprised there were no glass shards in him.

"Enough about me, anyway," he clicked his tongue, looking at you with a brow raised, "How are your trials goin', doll?"

You sucked on your teeth, gently removing some glass residue from his hair, "Decent, I guess. Coyle's been a real pain in the ass."

"When is he not? The prod says enough about him."

Was he wrong? Not in the slightest. You chuckled, pressing a kiss to a section of his flesh that lacked bruising, before putting the rag down. Maroon and smelling of copper, you needed to remember to wash it.

Franco pulled you close, his eyes scanning yours for a moment as his occupied hand put the ice pack down. "Y'know, rabbit," he murmured, "I don't think I appreciate you enough."

"Oh, hush," you pouted slightly, pecking his lips. "You appreciate me in many ways."

"Mmmhm, sure...but not enough, in my opinion." He licked his teeth, clearing hinting to something as his eyes scanned you up and down.

You feigned a dramatic sigh, letting him pull you onto his lap. "Only you would think about sex when you're injured."

"Clearly. My sexy nurse needs a pay cheque," he teased, hugging you close. "After she patches up one more gash of mine. You forgot one."

What? You furrowed your brows, looking at his bare chest, face, neck...whatever was exposed. "But you only told me your head and chest were affected..." Surely you didn't miss anything? His suit was pristine, save for some glass and brick residue.

"No, no, my face was, too," His smirk was sly, "This gash...it's large, has a pink appendage in it, and won't shut up about how much it loves ya."

...Oh.

"Your lips aren't a gash, Barbi," you scoffed playfully, "Misuse of medical equipment is against the law."

He wanted to answer with snark until you continued, "But I'm quite fond of breaking laws, aren't I?"

The kiss that followed was heavy and passionate; not quite the kind of kiss that continues into a rough round of sex, but instead one that showed your love for each other. The concept of it didn't feel possible in this shithole.

Barbi pulled away with an amused expression, "My little law breaker," he giggled a little, booping your nose with a finger, "your lips are a remedy, I swear it."

Damn straight; you couldn't stop the blush that invaded your cheeks, and like the smug bastard that he was, he hugged you tighter. "I love the effect I have on you, sweetness...."

He looked down at the stitching the best he could, and whistled. "Damn, honey...you did better than the fuckin' doctors in this joint, that's for sure."

"Good. Now...you mentioned a pay cheque..." You smiled, your lip between your teeth. "How much?"

"I'm not a stingy bastard doll," he leaned in to whisper, "Is 20 kisses okay? Locations may vary..."

20 was more than okay.

[sunfortune]

i hate the makeup choices for season 3 why is it so heavy like it's the 2000s 😭 why does it look like penelope has edges (and maybe kate too in one scene?) when none of the black actresses had hair like that 😬 and the costume designer really said he wanted kate to wear the "the colors of spices" 🤢

i’m ignoring a lot of things as self care. like i saw that “making kate dress the color of spices to honor her heritage in season 3” and ignored it bc literally the ONLY viable response to that is telling them to KILL Themselves. like ARE YOU STUPID? honoring the fact that she’s INDIAN by making her dress the colors of SPICE???? bridgerton production winning at the weirdest microaggressions of all time awards

(plus the season 2 dresses already use indian inspiration! the organza with the embroidery for the ball dresses was litchrally indian inspired. the cuts were british. the fabric and color was indian. which was perfect for the show. they could’ve just expanded on that instead of this weird shit)

i think the quality of the dresses across the board looks pretty bad for season 3. like they’re purposely washing kate out w the brown and grey bc they’re evil and racist and going to hell. but even penelope they’re choosing flattering colors but the fabrics look so stiff. francescas debut dress should litchrally look the same as the previous ones but even for that the neckline sits so awkward

whatever i will be praying on their downfall ☝️

[duckchu]

Hi!

Could you please write for the following for Kayn;

Reader has media studies, and got an internship under Yone's guidance (as much as I love him, strictly platonic😭)

Kayn falls for reader along the way she is there to work with Yone, maybe even gets a little jealous until he gets himself to finally make a move and stop being dramatic about it 💀

Can have tags, im down for anything 👀🗿

Thank you ❤️

Ooooh I love this idea thank youuu

But I've got no idea how media studies work (I have expanded history and English, so pretty different directions sorry) so if I make stupid mistakes lmk so I can correct them

Also Kayn is kinda mean in the beginning but it's Kayn

"Ok no worries it's just an internship with one of the biggest producers you've heard of, no biggie" You thought to yourself as you walked into the studio. Yone, the supervisor of your internship, was already waiting for you. At the beginning, your relationship was very stiff. Neither of you knew how to approach it, since it was the first internship both of you have done. While you liked working under him since you were always given clear instructions and his critique was rooted in wanting to help you better your work and not mean spirited at all. After a week, you both warmed up to eachother, sharing some small talk and finally you met his bandmates. Don't get me wrong, he didn't mean to put off your meeting, but they were all busy with their own schedules while he was mentoring you. But then, one day you walked into the studio and saw the other 5 members of HEARTSTEEL, goofing around. Yone must have noticed how surprised you were, so he introduced you to all the guys. Aphelios only gave you a nod, busy with his own work and Kayn seemed not too pleased at meeting you, but Ezreal, Sett and K'Sante seemed more excited about meeting you. After getting to know most of the guys, you got to work, working on a song for HEARTSTEEL'S new album, which seemed to annoy Kayn

- Are we really letting her produce our songs?-

After that Yone seemed to precisely time your work so you wouldn't be in the studio with Kayn as often as the rest, though it surprisingly seemed to annoy the pink headed menace, who went behind Yone's back in order to find you during your break and talk you up. While being as annoying as he always is. While you entertained him for some time, you quickly got back to work and that was that. Or so you thought. You intrigued him. So he spend his sweet time bugging Yone about you, sometimes even suggesting the older man was in a relationship with you to test how he'll react.

Finally, after a long time, when your internship was coming to an end he decided that he's done feeling jealous of how much time you spent with Yone. Or how many times you went to grab dinner with Ezreal. Even how you and Alune seemed to click instantly when she came to see how the progress on the album was going. When you went to take your break, he grabbed you and pulled you in an old supply closet. From the unamused look on your face he figured there were better ways to do this, but whatever.

- So...Wanna go out? - god, why is he so...himself? But might as well, a little date wouldn't hurt

- Sure. - You couldn't believe you agreed, but what's the worst that could happen?

An annoying boyfriend could happen.

[casualaruanienjoyer]

Prompt idea: AU where Niccolo introduces Sasha to his parents 🙂

Anon!!!! Aaa this is adorable😭 right right, there are many ways to go about this one, but I think I have an idea, so enjoy!! Sorry it's so long!! (Also my headcanon is that Niccolo's family is whatever the equivalent of Italian is in the world of AOT)

Meeting Niccolo's parents

Niccolo and Sasha have known each other for a while now. Since he got tasked with cooking for the military, they meet almost every day. Sasha was always there first, breakfast, lunch, dinner. It didn't matter! She'd arrive early to ask him about the menu for the day, and she'd usually manage to get extra food from him too. She was always the last one to leave.

Niccolo is, quite frankly, absolutely smitten with this unsophisticated woman. The more he cooked for her, the more he fell for her. She's just… hilarious! He'd never met anyone like her before, someone that enjoys his food so much. Someone that is so unapologetically gluttonous and wild. It amuses him.

Sasha, on the other hand, felt rather confused. Every time she saw Niccolo, she felt very happy, bashful even. But was it her love for his food making her feel like that, or was there something else? She decided to not think about it too much. She didn't usually take feelings like this very seriously.

But today she finds this to be almost impossible.

Today they are set to visit Marley, take a bit of time off to explore the world beyond the walls. And Niccolo somehow managed to convince Captain Levi to let him tag along. Niccolo owns him a lifetime supply of exotic tea, but that doesn't matter now.

What matters is that today he will visit his parents. This was an agreement between him and Captain Levi alone, since it has been a while since Niccolo last saw his parents. They are growing old, and he doesn't know when he'll get to see them again.

"Come, I'd like you to meet someone" Niccolo whispers and pulls Sasha into the crowd with him. It doesn't take long for them to lose the others, and Sasha is confused. "Don't worry, the Captain knows about this."

His grip on her hand is firm, and they walk so fast that she has to hold onto her hat to stop it from being taken away by the ocean breeze.

"Not long now" he turns to her, smiling, and Sasha's heart skips a beat. Her brows furrow and she looks down at the rhythmic movement of her feet. Why did she feel like this?

They soon arrive before a narrow building, squished between many others. Niccolo fixes his clothes and hair, then knocks on the door.

An older, taller man with a pretty impressive moustache opens the door slightly and his eyes widen when he sees Niccolo. "BIANCA, COME HERE! IT'S NICCOLO!!" The two basically yank Niccolo and Sasha inside. His mom checks him all over while his dad rushes out the room to set the dining table.

Sasha feels out of place. Why did Niccolo bring her here?

His parents ask numerous questions.

"Where have you been???"

"Have you eaten???"

"Are they treating you well in the navy???"

"Who is this pretty young lady???"

"I'm fine, I'm fine! I swear!" Niccolo scratches the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Papa, Mamma, I want you to meet Sasha" and he gestures towards Sasha, taking her hand in his.

Sasha's heart skips another beat. What is happening?

"Oh my, what a pretty name!"

Sasha clears her throat. "Ah-um. Nice to meet you!" She says a bit too seriously, extending a determined hand towards the dad, shaking his vigorously. She then proceeds to do the same for his mom. She comes off a bit stiff, but they smile regardless.

"Wow, such strong arms! Are you also in the navy?" Bianca asks.

Niccolo looks at Sasha with a knowing gaze. "Yeah. Yes, we met in the navy. Of course" she smiles, hoping they buy their story. Sasha's never even been good with boats. They make her sea sick.

"Unfortunately, we can't stay long, our ship only pulled in here for a few hours. But I thought we could enjoy lunch together?"

"Yes yes of course bambino mio, we were just about to enjoy some home made pasta together."

The table is now set and everyone grabs a seat. Sasha can't help but admire their beautiful home. It feels very warm and cosy.

"Sasha, have you ever had Testaroli? I hope you'll like mine!" Bianca says as she bring out plates full of delicious looking food. Sasha has no idea what Testaroli was, but she couldn't care less. She was now INCREDIBLY hungry.

"Ah mamma, I'm sure Sasha will lo-" but the moment the plates touch the table Sasha immediately digs in. She takes a forkful of pasta and shoves it in her mouth. She looks incredibly focused, assessing every foreign flavour in her mouth. Her brows furrow and relax and her expression changes several times per second.

She lowers her cutlery, one hand reaching up to wipe some tears that hang at the corners of her eyes. "This… this is MAGNIFICENT! AMAZING! DELICIOUS! HOW HAVE I LIVED MY WHOLE LIFE WITHOUT KNOWING ABOUT TESTAROLI" she whines dramatically, leaning back in her chair and throwing her arms in the air.

Her parents are in complete shock, but Niccolo laughs and pats Sasha on the back. "There there, don't worry about it, I can make it for you any time you want!"

Sasha looks at him with big sparkly eyes and smiles widely.

Niccolo and his parents burst out laughing while Sasha continues to devour her pasta. They spend the rest of their lunch chatting about Niccolo's parents and what they have been up to.

Time finally comes for them to leave, and Niccolo hugs his parents very tightly. "I hope to see you again, mamma, papa. Please take care of yourselves!"

Bianca wipes some tears away while Stefano proceeds to slap Niccolo's back really hard, dad style.

"Next time see you at the wedding, no? HAHAHA" Niccolo's dad shouts as they leave through the door, and Sasha almost trips and falls down the modest set of stairs in front of the entrance.

"The WHAT-?"

💜This fic is now also on AO3

[king-casino]

hellooo,,, ur art makes me very happy 😭

ummm,, if u want to share,, do u have any either sniperspy or dad!spy headcanons???

Dad!Spy:

-scout and spy make the same face whenever they kill someone in a particularly sadistic way

-scouts name is actually spelt the french way, Jérémy

-once it was revealed that spy was scouts dad, they tried to do "father son bonding" activities. Scouts idea was playing baseball, but that just ended in scout hitting a ball directly into spys face. Multiple times.

-spys idea for bonding was drinking scotch by the fireplace and not talking. Which. Is not scouts strong point.

-eventually they found things they can do together. One of which is cooking! Spy loves to make fancy french food, and scout helped his mom out in the kitchen a lot.

-spy taught scout how to make french omelettes. Scout had a hard time with the rolling at first, but when he got the hang of it he was very proud of himself

-scout basically forced spy to listen to Tom Jones' entire discography. But in return scout had to listen to spy talk about his knife collection.

Sniperspy:

-sniper is totally autistic and semi-verbal FIGHT ME. He talks with sign language sometimes when he doesn't wanna talk, and for a good while Pyro was the only one who understood him. But once spy and sniper got together, sniper taught spy sign language at spy's request.

-spy likes sneaking up on sniper and taking his hat before saying hi to him. Sniper acts angy but lets it slide because spy looks pretty cute in his hat.

-in fact, sniper loves seeing spy in his clothes. Possessive animal instincts.

-they exchange small gifts a lot. Spy gives sniper fancy rings and other small shiny things. Sniper makes spy little nick-nacks. He made spy a necklace out of a crocodile tooth and a leather cord. Spy wears it everyday. Sniper wears the rings spy got him, choosing different ones each day.

-sniper deffo does wood carving in his spare time, and gives the random things he makes to spy. Spy loves them and displays them in his smoking room

-both of them tend to get caught up in things and forget to eat, so the other usually brings food when they do.

-sniper was definitely touch starved before getting together with spy. At first he was very awkward and stiff about affection, but after awhile he was all over spy. He's like an octopus when they're alone.

-in regards to PDA, spy is more likely to engage in it. One of his favorite things to do is rile up sniper while they're in public. Like standing super close to sniper and putting his hand in sniper's back pocket, basically groping him! Spy's a little pest, and pretends like nothing is wrong while sniper looks like a frickin tomato next to him

-scout is good friends with sniper, and is absolutely horrified that sniper is dating his dad. Whenever he sees them kiss or whatever, he makes a big show of gagging and saying "EWWWWWWW" like a little kid

-spy is polyamous, but sniper is not. In the way that sniper only wants to be with spy, but he's fine with spy dating other people. He's a little possessive, but ultimately all he wants is for spy to be happy. Their dynamic is that spy won't have casual sex with people, like one night stands or friends with benefits type things. But if he wants to go on dates and have a serious relationship, he will.

-spy is still in a serious relationship with Scout's mom, who's also polyamous. Though she prefers casual relationships with other people that aren't spy.

OK SORRY FOR THE LONG POST I JUST THINK ABOUT THEM A LOT

[jade-of-mourning]

guess whooooooo

so I don’t want to be agitating and I noticed you said you’ve been busy but I genuinely do not remember if I sent you an ask recently or if that was a dream?? so if I’ve been bugging you pls just ignore me I will not be offended 😭🙏🏼

the reason for my presence in your inbox today is because I was looking thru the mako tag and saw ur avatar mako snippet. I then began to experience Thoughts and decided you might enjoy if I shared them :33

what I’ve been thinking about is the possible dynamics of this au because. tragic backstory x avatar is something we didn’t quite get w korra because all her Avatar Trauma happened during the show. however,,, mako and bolin got that orphan swag

so for one I wanted to reference one of your older posts about mako and lin having a history across each other at an interrogation table. just imagine how she feels seeing the little brat (who she’s almost certain is zolt’s little prodigy) turn out to be the avatar who she now has to tolerate and work with to protect the city that never gave him shit.

and besides the early momboss and detectiveson feelings (linzin reconciliation?? kyalin reveal????) the other dynamic is just mako and republic city as a whole. this was actually kind of touched on in canon w how korra had to acclimate to the entirely different world of a revolutionizing industrial city, but instead it would be mako learning to cherish the streets that had chewed him up and spat him back out.

another reason this would be cool is bcuz it already happens in the show as well. despite mako’s character being completely abandoned after the love triangle, his becoming a cop kind of shows that he has grown to want to protect his city. being a police officer in the atla-verse means you have a real devotion to your city—under a boss like lin, you just get replaced realll quick if you don’t (eg, those two guys who pissed on mako when varrick framed him for domestic terrorism or whatever was going on there).

it also can’t be only for money, because if it was he would’ve gone back to probending; something he was just indifferent towards. anyway, what I’m trying to say is that somewhere offscreen he had that development in view as he grew to want to protect the city for more reason than that it would keep he and his brother safe. so essentially, in the avatar mako au, he goes through that development earlier, when he’s still a kid.

this would probably also affect his personality. if he was taken care of earlier on, he wouldn’t have stonewalled himself away out of distrust for the rest of the world. so basically he’s a snappy, sarcastic little bitch by canon because he never taught himself to bite his tongue or die—it also parallels him to korra (cough and katara cough) a bit more which I thought was nice.

I just totally lost my train of thought but uhhhhh,,, sorry for the long ask. hope you’re doing okay :)

much love

🐌

HI SNAILON!! i'm sure you saw my very late response but yeah dw you did not hallucinate that ask kjsdffgkjfsdh

anyway!!! i'm enjoying your avatar mako thoughts so much omg. mako and bolin really do got that Orphan Swag:tm: and i do love a good trauma backstory avatar. (still no one could ever compare to korra but shh we all know she's the most superior avatar of all time in our hearts…)

woah i forgot to think about the potential of lin & mako's relationship in the context of the au as a greater entity. aughhhhafjkhafdhk she's probably be pissed as hell at the start; i feel like tiny avatar!mako is absolutely the stiff bitter kleptomaniac sort specifically designed to get on lin beifong's nerves like no one else and that would agiatate her SO MUCH. but i think that over time as she starts to see him for what he really is and sees a little more of the good in his heart, she'll… actually she'll still treat him pretty harshly because now she doesn't like that she sees herself in him, but she has a greater amount of empathy for him and in vulnerable moments, i think that she would actually turn out to be the adult figure that mako would be most willing to seek out, surprisingly.

also yes i'm really excited to explore how mako rekindles an actually kind relationship with this halfway awful city. i really want to steep it in culture and i think i'll project my experiences in taiwan onto it because it's such a place of all time. the idea of hole in the wall restaurants that could not possibly meeting the hygiene standards and the owners are tough and impersonal but also they're the most natural people to be around, and the food is the best you've ever tasted for the cheapest price possible as you hop from sagging overhang to sagging overhand, never sitting down for a full meal but something about the perpetual motion is so comforting. anyway. republic city taiwan allegory. just really want to write about that, roughly.

i agree about the point of cop!mako :P even though i have complicated feelings about his assumption of a role that had been one of the primary institutions that enforced the system of how he and bolin lived as kids, i also think that he views it as a twisted form of redemption for himself as a child that i frankly think he doesn't have to assume moral culpability for, but i also understand that it's the sort of tangible thing that i think a guy like him would need to ever feel worthy enough of living. i have a lot of thoughts about this that i will have to condense into actual words sometime later…

i'm a big fan of mako actually getting to express his salt. i think that canon mako (and bolin, to an extent) takes a great amount of effort to restrain the Absolute Heathen that he was raised as in order to fit in with this impossible to understand high class society. (it's actually a point i'm going to explore in the fic with this version!) but yeah i feel like there's a lot of carefully trained-out language and habits that must exist in both mako and bolin who are trying so hard to not be perceived as the children they were, because their public images are very dependent on the exterior that they put out to the world. they need to be passably proper to get a fanbase which might land them support from higher up people which might land them a sponsorship which might enable their team to actually rise above as underdog which might lead them to win the pot which might let them finally build a lives for themselves. anyway. honestly avatar!mako would absolutely be hypermonitored by tenzin about his vocabulary and habits (coughing at this excerpt i wrote some time back: "He forces his breath to settle in his chest and forces himself to be grateful that he doesn't have a cigarette that he can lose himself in; he doesn't need Tenzin catching one more of his bad habits to take away from him."). but i think that in the presence of korra who will piss him off SO MUCH he won't have the same qualms about trying to fit into high class society because he'll have settled into this actual protection and stability provided to him by adults for the past several years, and he'll allow himself more to slip back into cussing her out with the vehemence of a Trained Asshole. it'd be funny trust.

i dont think i enunciated that very well but i have also had many thoughts on language and habits that mako and bolin forced themselves to eject for the sake of their precarious position in society. i think that it's also an ingrained part of them that when they're older along in life and have more stability, i like to imagine that they might end up casually incorportating back because their lives don't depend on their manners LOL. older mako would be only half the foul-mouth that his younger self was but asami would still be extremely mortified tbh. and bolin would just be COMEDY ohh

[carlottawllms]

Okkkk

My cousin is late🫣 so I have time🤭

When Mason got home after a busy day at Carrington, he just wanted something to eat and to get on the couch. He was just back in full team training after his spell on the sidelines, so the sessions were still pretty exhausting and made his legs feel like they were about to fall off. OH I WANT TO CUDDLE HIM IN THAT SOFA HONESTLY

But when he turned the corner to his house and all he could see was police cars and an ambulance in his driveway, his heart dropped into his stomach. OH WHAT HAPPENEDDDD, SO THERES REALLY A CRIME SCENE AHHAHAH

“You live in number 12?” The young officer raised his eyebrows in disbelief and Mason was quick in shaking his head as worry took over just as quickly. Number 12 was your house… OH NOOOO, BABY GIRL, WHO HURT HER?

In the few weeks Mason had been living here, he’d seen you often when he came home or left the house in the morning. Apparently, you had a similar schedule and after a few days of you sending him soft smiles whenever you saw him, he’d actually rung your doorbell and introduced himself properly. OH CUTE BOYYYY

“Can you at least let me know if she’s okay? I know her and I need to know if something happened to her. Please.”, he begged, knowing deep down that the officer wasn’t allowed to. OOOOOO😭😭😭

“Ms. y/l/n asked to let you pass. You can come and see her if you want to.”🤭🤭🤭🤭 YESSSSS

You were sitting on the steps outside the front door, arms hugging your bent legs and chin propped up on your knees as you stared into space. A paramedic spoke to you, but from the way you kept nodding away, Mason could tell you weren’t really listening and the closer he got, the more obvious it became in what a sorry state you seemed to be. OH BABY GIRL🫂🫂🫂

“y/n, hey.”, he mumbled softly as he rested his hand on your ankle, fingers gently caressing the warm skin they could reach in an attempt to provide you with some comfort. “Are you okay? What happened?” I ALREADY LOVE THEM

“Whatever happened, I’m here now, okay? I’ll stay for as long as you want me to.” I'LL CRYYYY

As you felt him kissing the top of your head softly, it was like someone had opened the floodgates. Tears you’d tried so hard to hold back made it past the last line of defence and fell freely down your cheeks and before you could stop yourself, you turned your body and buried your face in his chest. OH LOVE🩷

“Someone broke in.”, you choked, feeling Mason going stiff. “And they…they looked through all…all of my stuff and tou- touched it and…some things are go- gone and…it’s so scary, I just-“😭😭😭 THAT HAS TO BE SOOOO SCARY

“Ssshh, it’s okay, y/n. You’re safe now, yeah? I’ve got you.” BYEEEE

While he kept placing barely-there kisses on your hairline, he remembered how not too long ago, you’d confided in him that you’d come here alone and didn’t know many people, let alone were friends with anyone. ITS YOUR MOMENT TO SHINE MOUNT

“You can stay at mine.”, Mason blurted out before he could even think about it, blushing heavily as he felt you going stiff in his embrace. “I totally get if you don’t want to, like we can look for a hotel you’d feel comfortable in, I just thought I’d offer cause it would make sense and…yeah.” GIGGLINGGG

“No, I…you would do that? Like letting me sleep on the sofa?” HAHAHAHHA BABE HE HAS 3 ROOMS FOR YOU

He could still see the mistiness in your eyes, but the small smile pulling at the corners of your lips had his heart stumbling. “I just don’t want to be a burden. Your job is exhausting and you-“ OH JUST SAY YES

“Hey, I wouldn’t have offered it if I didn’t mean it, okay?” Mason carefully pushed a stray strand of hair behind your ear, causing a shiver roll up your spine. “You wouldn’t be a burden, y/n. In fact, I’d feel better knowing you’re somewhere safe and not alone to be honest.” SCREAMING

“You can stay as long as you want or need to.”, he interrupted you softly as he cupped your jaw to maintain the eye contact. “I don’t mind it at all. If you feel safe enough to go back tomorrow, okay, but if you don’t, then please don’t force yourself. Yeah?” I'M IN LOVE

Mason just smiled at you and pulled you back into a hug, hands gently running up and down your back in reassurance. “Do you want to grab a couple of things, or would you rather we go and buy some stuff?” THE CARE HE HAS

Mason, recognising your uncertainty immediately, clasped his hand around yours and pulled you back from the closet. “You can have some of my things to put on. I also have a spare toothbrush and if you don’t mind smelling like me, you can use my shower gel too.” MASON I WANT TO USE YOUR SHOWERGEL

1:04am. It felt like an eternity had passed since you’d last looked at the clock, but in truth it was less than 10 minutes. For hours, you’d been tossing and turning in hopes to get a few restful minutes, but no matter what you tried, sleep was out of the question. OH BABY

Much to your relief, as you were walking around in nothing, but your panties and an oversized t-shirt Mason had given you, all the blinds were closed. The lighting however, caused you a little headache. While the little lamps in the hallway were motion censored and had switched on by themselves, the kitchen was a different story. You had to search for a moment for a light switch and when you’d eventually found one, it wasn’t the one for the big light. DREAM HOUSE HONESTLY

The shriek that left your mouth as you jumped out of your skin was probably loud enough to be heard throughout the whole neighbourhood as you hadn’t expected anyone to speak up. You clutched your chest in shock, wide eyes staring at Mason who’d scared you to death with his sudden appearance. AHHAHAHA POOR GIRL

“Fuck, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.”, Mason cursed, holding his hands up in surrender with an apologetic expression on his face as he caught your wide opened eyes. “God, y/n, I really am sorry. I’ve just seen you there and…Sorry. Are you okay?” DEAD😂😂😂

Until today, Mason hadn’t been more than your neighbour or maybe even a friend, but now that he stood in front of you in nothing but a white t-shirt and tight boxers hugging his thick thighs and…well everything else…your mind went down the gutter. GREEN BOXERS

You were aware that you stared at him for a little too long and that your gaze was literally everywhere but on his face, but as embarrassing as it was, you couldn’t help yourself. He was right there. Well, him and his best physical attributes…DEADDDDDD

“It’s…erm.” You cleared your throat awkwardly, gaze dropping to the floor with bright red cheeks as you eventually realised, he’d seen you staring at him as if he was some sort of snack. “It’s fine. I erm…I just came here for some water.” AHHAHAHA SHE WANTS HIM

It was a sight he’d hoped, but never expected to see anytime soon if ever. AND HE WANTS HER

“Couldn’t sleep?”, he asked, stepping around you as he made his way to the fridge. He actually didn’t need anything as he’d only gotten up when worry had taken over at hearing your door being opened, but now that he’d seen you barely dressed, he needed some sort of distraction. THE FACT THAT HE HEARD HER DOOR...

“No, it’s fine.”, he smiled as he closed the door to the fridge, noticing how you quickly averted your eyes and tried to make it look as if you hadn’t been staring at him, but your flushed cheeks gave your flustered state away rather obviously. “I can stay up with you until you’re okay to go back to sleep.” MY MAN HONESTLY 😌😌

“Sure you’re okay?”, he asked, the back of his hand gently pressing against your cheek. “You’re a little warm.” SCREAMING

“I’m okay.”, you breathed. “It’s just…you make me nervous.” SHE SAID ITTT

He walked you backwards until you were trapped in between his heavy body and the cooking island with nowhere to go but even if you’d had the chance, you wouldn’t have bailed anyway. WELL

Mason was an insanely good kisser. His tongue playing with yours had your knees going week and in a poor attempt to steady yourself, you grabbed onto his shoulder as you buried the other hand into his soft hair.🫠🫠🫠

“I want you, Mase.”, you sighed against his lips, not even realising you’d used his nickname for the very first time, as you pulled away to catch your breath. WELL Y/N

“I want you too baby.”, he murmured before sucking a hickey into the side of your neck and the feeling of it went straight to your core. “But I need a taste first.” SCREAMING

AAAA...ILL STOP THERE CAUSE I HAVE TO GET READY😂😂😂😭😭😭

OK, I CAME HOME AT 2 AND WENT TO SLEEP IMMEDIATELY

His wish surprised you as you hadn’t expected him to even waste a thought on going down on you before sticking his dick in and getting some for himself, but apparently Mason was different and actually interested in making this worth your while as well. HE IS DEFINITELY DIFFERENT

“No baby, I need your words. Think I can have a taste?”🫠🫠🫠

“God, I can already feel how wet you are for me.” Mason dropped his head into the crook of your neck, groaning at the thought of feeling you properly in a little bit. “I’m dying to taste you, you have no idea.” HE IS A TEASE

“So pretty.”, he hummed as he kissed his way up the inside of your thighs, hands following his lips and spreading your open for him a little more. “And all for me.”BYEEEE

In his determination to make you feel as good as possible, Mason made sure to pay attention to every tiny sound you made and the way your hand tightened in his hair whenever he did something particularly pleasurable. HE IS A GOOD MAN

“Fucking hell.”, you sighed breathlessly as you tried to regain your senses. One orgasm and you were sure he’d ruined sex for you forever as there was no way you’d find someone who could do it as good as him.  OPS, DONT TELL HIM, WE DON'T EANT TO BOOST TOO MUCH HIS EGO

“You’re okay there?”, he smiled softly as he noticed the state you were in and when you simply nodded slowly, he chuckled, satisfied with the state he’d put you into. “I’ll give you a second baby, but then you better have another one in you for me.” SCREAMING

“You sure you’re okay?” His hands moved up to your waist, fingers gently squeezing and you couldn’t help but swoon a little at his caring nature. I'LL CRY

“Good cause I’m not done with you yet.” His deep voice had a pleasant shiver rolling down your spine and you let out a deep breath when he continued kissing over your jaw. I GASPED

CARLOTTA SHE IS GIVING HIM WHAT HE GAVE HER, BYEEEE, I WAS NOT EXPECTING THATTT

“Stop.”, he panted as he backed away a little, his head spinning from the pleasure running through his body. AHHAHAHA HE CAN'T TAKE IT

You removed your hands from his body in an instant, surprised at his sudden change in demeanour and the thought of having done something wrong invaded your mind within a second. OH NO BABE, YOU WERE TOO GOOD, THAYS THE PROBLEM

“No, no, no it wasn’t you.”, he rushed. His heart dropped when he caught on to what you were thinking. “Well, it was you, but it’s not what you’re thinking.”, he chuckled, stepping closer again and brushing his lips against yours in a soft, reassuring kiss. “I just nearly came then and there because you’re way too good at that and I really want to go all the way.” GOODBYE MY LOVER, GOODBYE MY FRIENDDD

“Eyes on me baby.”, Mason whispered against your lips before pulling back a little and once your gaze was on his, he smiled. “Good girl. You’re ready?” 🫠🫠

Mason bit the inside of his cheek so hard he feared he might draw blood, but the pain was the only thing keeping him from pounding into you. He knew you needed a moment. He could literally feel how tightly your walls were gripping his twitching dick.AAAA HE CARES SOOOO MUCH ABOT HERRRR

THAT SMUT....CARLOTTA....IT'S 10 IN THE MORNING

“Holy shit.”, he breathed as he collapsed on top of you and buried his head in the crook of your neck. OHHHH, BABY BOY

For a moment, the both of you just laid there. Him flopped on top of you, face hidden away in your neck and you beneath him, revelling in his heavy body pressing down on you, legs wrapped around his waist to keep him in place. You could feel him softening inside of you, the sensation a stark contrast to how he’d handled you before and when you kissed the side of his head, it suddenly hit you. THAT'S SO SWEET

You’d slept with Mason. Your neighbour and just about the only person you trusted around here at the moment. The only person you considered a friend. What if that shag had ruined it all?

You knew how weird things could get after having slept with someone and usually the friendship or whatever it had been faded away. What if it happened to you and Mason too? NOPE BABY THAT'S GOING TO MAKE THINGS EVEN BETTER YOU'LL HAVE A BOYFRIEND TO PROTECT YOU😌😌😌

“I don’t like this, but fine.”, Mason grumbled, but with a huff, he hoisted himself back up and sent you a lopsided grin. He gently pulled you back up in a sitting position before carefully pulling out. “Don’t be too long.”, he said and with a gentle peck to your lips he helped you down the cooking island.😭😭😭😭😭I LOVE HIMMM

What wasn’t decent however, was the thoughts running riot in your mind. AHHAHAHAH

The sex had been incredible, there was no denying that he was the best you’d ever had – and probably ever get – and you didn’t regret it, but at the same time you hated yourself for ruining a perfectly good beginning of a friendship. Let alone relationship. A word you refused to even think about. THAT'S GOING TO BE THE SEX YOU'LL HAVE FROM NOW ON

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, you would tell him that you weren’t one of those women who threw themselves at men like that. NO NEED TO

“You erm…forgot these downstairs.” A blush coated his cheeks as he handed you the pair of panties you’d left in his kitchen. DEAD

“Let’s not talk in the hallway, hm?” To your surprise, Mason gently grabbed your hand and without giving you the chance to say something, he pulled you with him towards his bedroom.🤭🤭🤭🤭 GIGGLING

Mason, feeling a little weird about it all himself too, flopped down in his bed, back against the headboard and as he could see the hesitant expression on your face whilst eyeing his bed, pulled you down to sit on his thighs. His hands found a home on your waist, fingers gently caressing you through the fabric of his t-shirt as he carefully observed your reaction to it all, wondering if sitting you on top of him like this was too much, but it wasn’t long before it burst out of you. I JUST LOVE HIMMMM

“And I don’t know what happened today, but I somehow…I don’t know you’re you and you make me nervous cause I like you and then it just happened, but I really want you to know that I’m not like other women who like do it all the time and-“ HE DOESN'T THINK THAT

“In case it wasn’t obvious, I like you too, y/n.” ELEPHANTS IN MY BELLYYYY

“Yes, y/n. I really like you.” He gently cupped your cheek, thumb rubbing right beneath your eye. “I know it’s sudden and we haven’t known each other for that long yet, but lately seeing you in the morning and getting to talk to you, has been the best part of my day.” OHHHHHH😭😭😭

“You’re different. I can’t give you a proper explanation why, but I’ve felt it.” Mason placed a soft kiss onto your forehead. “I loved that I got to talk to you every single morning before leaving for training, you know, just talking random things and easing my mind a little and I felt like every day I got to know you a little better and the more we spoke the more I figured that I liked you – more than I should.” I'M CRYING

“I’d actually planned to invite you for dinner at my place, you know?”, Mason admitted with blushed cheeks. “Dating me can be a bit difficult, especially in the beginning, so I thought you’d feel more comfortable in the safety of my four walls, but then when I came home, there was this chaos here and my plan was out the window and...” MOUNT YOU'RE MAKING ME CRYYYY

As he nudged his nose against yours, your tummy flipped again. “It’s fine, Mase. It's not like you couldn't have thought the same of me. After all, I’ve let you do all these things to me and made it look as if shagging random men was completely normal for me.” GOOD JOB Y/N

“Oi, I’m not a random man, am I?” Mason tickled your sides in an attempt to lift the heavy tension in the room and the giggle you let out warmed his heart. God, he wanted to hear that sound forever. “Seriously though, I really do like you, and I would love to give us a try. If you want that too, that is.”😭😭😭😭GIGGLINGGG

“I meant what I said, y/n.”, he whispered. “I really like you and I would love for you to give us a chance. You’re an incredible woman and so so beautiful, I hope you know that.”🦋🦋🦋

“We don’t have to do anything now, you know? We can just go to bed. You can sleep here or in your room, it’s up to you. I don’t want you to feel like we have to do something or that I only want you for sex, because it’s so much more for me. I don’t expect you to do anything with me now.” THAT'S MY MANNNN

“I’m not sure your body agrees, you know.”, you chuckled, nodding towards the bulge forming in his tight boxers. AHHAHAHA

“I can see that.”, you grinned. “What would you do if I left you hanging now? Take a shower?” THERE SHE ISS

“I don’t think you need that shower tonight, Mase.” BYEEEE

“You’re so beautiful.”, you whispered as you took your time to look all over his body in a way you hadn’t been able to before and you hated him a little for keeping himself hidden away before, but at the same time you felt as if now that you had more time and patience, you appreciated the sight more than you would’ve in the haste of before. OHHHHH THAT'S CUTE

Mason pried your hand off his dick gently before pulling you in a little closer. “I want to do it properly this time.”, he smiled as he leaned in to kiss you softly.😭😭😭😭

“Yeah like…I want to take my time with you, feel you properly. I don’t want it to be rushed and quick, more like slowly and…loving. I want to sleep with you this time, not fuck you, you know?” GOODBYEEEEE

When Mason woke up the next morning, he expected to have you in his arms; head on his chest and leg draped across his, but to his surprise, the bed next to him was empty. OHHH EHERE IS OUR GIRL?

He knew it didn’t have to mean anything as there were about 50 different reasons for why you could’ve left without meaning to leave him, but his stomach still dropped and when you hadn’t emerged after another five minutes of lying in bed, thinking you’d maybe just gone to the loo, he eventually got up and dressed. HE IS SAD

Less then 10 minutes later he’d made it downstairs. His training bag got dropped by the door before he quickly dashed to the kitchen to grab himself one of those energy bars his brother had recommended, but the sight he was confronted by was one he would never complain about. YAYYYYY

“Jesus Mase.”, you yelped as you hadn’t heard him coming in. “Normal people say something to announce themselves and don't stand in the doorway looking at other people like creeps.” AHHAHAHA STOP SCARING HERRR

“I would never.”, you smiled and after you’d placed a cup of coffee on the table, you made your way over to where he was still leaning against the door. “Morning.”🦋🦋🦋🦋

You weren’t exactly sure if you were supposed to, but ever since you’d kissed him for the first time you couldn’t stop, so before you could chicken out, you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. SHE KISSED HIMMM

“So I know you get breakfast at Carrington, but I still wanted to make something as a little thank you for letting me stay and all that. I know it’s not much but-“🤭🤭🤭🤭

As his heart was threatening to burst his chest, Mason was quick in interrupting you with his lips against yours. He could feel you wrapping your arms around his neck and melting into his body as you kissed him back and, in that moment, he knew, that this was all he ever needed in life.BYEEEEE, I GASPED

“There’s no way I’ll ever let you go again, love. Stay with me?”, he mumbled into your hair and when he felt your lips stretching into a smile against his neck, it was all he needed to know your answer. YESSSSS

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I NEED MOOOOORE SMUT

AND YEAH I WOULD HAVE LOVED THE MID ANST FIC....BUT THAT?

THAT WAS NEEDED, HONESTLY

THE FACT THAT THEY CLEARLY WANTED EAXH OTHER ALL THE TIME, AND HIS CARE FOR HERRR

I LOVED THAT

YOU'RE AMAZING LOVELY, YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT ANY EXPECTATION, NEVER

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[quartztwst]

As this has 10 hours I'm gonna tell u a bit about her

Uhh

She has a very bad staring problem

There's some moments where her moves become strangely stiff and less human

There's rumors about her being actually a living doll

It doesn't help that she covers herself a lot so people think that she's hiding her doll features

They don't speak very often. They're usually very quiet or gesture to things

She doesn't let a lot of people touch her

They basically do whatever they want lol

Crowley gave her the nrc uniform and she added a few adjustments and he kept giving her more extras because she kept tweaking them into looking cuter 😭😭😭

Strangely good at sewing

"GUYS she's actually pretty nice" - the first years

"MAKE HER STOP LOOKING AT ME" - the second years

"Bro I'm pretty sure that's not a human being" - the third years

yuu oc thinkingg

“why is she wearign-“ she does whatever she wants

she’s supposed to be dolllike and creepy uhhhh

[augustinewrites]

Hey augustine!! Random question but uk how in the manga timeskip!kageyama got to be in a commercial and showed 0 expression? What type of commercial do you think our other boys will be in and how will they act?

hi hi lovely! first and foremost i can picture MSBY 4 in onigiri miya's first ever promo oh my god. bokuto and atsumu are doing amazing sweeties. theyre naturals. hinata is enthusiastic but keeps fumbling his lines and messing up his cues. omi is trying but lord he cannot act so he's the one holding up signs or whatever in the back and doing the occasional voiceover.

okay other notable performances:

- lev probably models for asahi on occasion. he's serving looks, body, face, everything. what a king

- suna definitely does ads for sports drinks. all he has to do is let them film him working out, drink the sports drink, and post thirst traps with it later on. he's a natural.

- hirugami definitely gets hoshiumi on those commercials encouraging you to adopt pets form shelters etc. you dont know who's more enthusiastic, him or the dogs

- kuroo absolutely convinces kenma and hinata to star in v.league promo videos. they're awful actors but kuroo somehow makes it work. (you know that scene of katniss in mockingjay? where she sounds so stiff and rehearsed and looks so awkward 😭)

- finally, oikawa. he's in everything sports related. you need someone to promote athletic wear? he's there strutting around shirtless to show off some new joggers. need a man for a saxx underwear shoot? to show off the sweat wicking fibres? yes. 100% he's oiled up and looking hot as heck. need someone to represent volleyball in the olympic promo? yes he's setting and serving doing it all. he's too pretty to not have his face everywhere

[metalheadcowboy]

Okay so, like, three people wanted me to expand on my android Steve cum analyzing hc and that’s enough for me 😭 so 😭 yeah that’s what this is, A little teaser of the beginning of that 😭

AX400 Android Steve being purchased and named by Neil Hargrove after coming into an inheritance due to the death of his father to do household chores and look after his disobedient son, Billy.

Basically while Neil is at work, which is usually all day, and while Billy’s not in school Steve is made to follow him around and keep tabs on him and report back to Neil at the end of each day if anything out of the normal happens.

And Billy knows what will happen if Steve reports anything remotely negative, so he usually stays in line but-

“Shit-” Billy fell back onto his bed, panting like a dog.

Basketball practice that afternoon had been brutal. He could even remember the amount of laps he ran, he‘d stop counting at around fifteen. And as if that wasn’t enough they lost the fucking scrimmage.

”Language, William.” The blonde boy rolled his eyes barely even giving a glance to Steve who was standing almost creepily at the end of his bed.

”How many time I gotta tell you,” he growled, looking back up towards the ceiling, “It‘s Billy.”

Steve’s LED lit up and spun yellow as though he were processing new information before suddenly turning back to it’s neutral blue, “Right, Billy, my apologies.”

”Whatever,” the teen mumbled, taking the opportunity of the new found silence to stretch out his sore muscles.

He groaned, arms reaching up and over his head, bare back arching into the blissful feeling.

‘Thank God Max went home with Lucas today’ he thought, pointing his toes into the stretch until his spine let out a hearty ‘pop!’ Billy almost marveled in the way Steve’s expression turned almost worried at the sound.

”Don’t get yourself all worked up, Pretty Boy,” he teased, tilting his head down, pink tongue darting over sharp K-9’s in a malicious grin. And Steve was just an android, a robot, but Billy had a killer instinct that he hated that nickname, pretty boy.

The blonde let out another long sigh, relaxing back into his old, stiff mattress. It wasn’t often that he got these moments alone, that the house wasn’t occupied by Max watching TV or Susan prepping for dinner, the only house work she did anymore thanks to Steve.

He almost wondered ‘What now?’ as he counted the dots on his popcorn ceiling, only to be hit with the most enticing idea.

“Hey, ‘Droid, gimme a minute,” Billy quickly spat, flicking his wrist in a shooing motion towards the door, one thumb already hooked into the mesh waistband of his gym shorts.

“What?” Steve faltered, “Billy, you know I can’t-“ Billy rolled his eyes once more, something he did a lot towards the brunette Android.

”Course you can, just shuffle your feet that way,” Billy pointed towards the door, “And walk on out.” The Androids LED spun yellow again, fast and urgent as he was told from someone other than Neil to break protocol.

”No.” Steve said simply and firmly, eyebrows furrowed together, “No, I won’t.” And Billy just shrugged.

”Suit yourself.” he lifted his hips up and in one fluid motion his green gym shorts and boxer briefs were pulled down to a little below his mid thigh, soft cock resting against his abdomen.

The way Steve’s eyes widened made Billy chuckle. Maybe he wasn’t human, but he was definitely programmed with some sort of something that told him this wasn‘t normal, “What, never seen a dick before?”

Steve’s LED flashed urgent yellow now instead of it‘s simple spin, “Not in person,” Steve spoke in his same smooth tone, eyes glued to Billy’s crotch, not having the social queues to know that maybe he shouldn’t have kept looking.

”Hm!” Billy hummed in surprised, spitting in his hand right after, “Guess it’s your lucky day then.” He smirked, letting his eyes flutter shut as he wrapped his hand around his shaft, giving it a few sharp pumps.

Steve watched as Billy’s prick hardened, plumping up to it’s full potential under the blonde’s own touch, right before his eyes like magic, ”Billy… I don’t think this is a good idea.”

Billy just huffed and forced his hand away from his shaft, eyes reluctantly reopening, “Says who? Neil? Like he’s never jacked himself off before.“

Steve just stood there in silence, ”Who says you have to tell anyways, this can just be between you and me, Princess.” Billy winked and Steve’s LED flashed red for the first time all day, system distress.

”Listen, don’t blow a fuse over it robo-boy, ’m just sayin’ that you don’t have to be such a snitch all the time.” Steve’s LED continued to flash red. Red, red, red until he spoke again.

“Okay.”

Now it was Billy’s turn to be in shock as he stared into the androids, false honey-brown eyes, “Really.” Billy’s own blue orbs looked hopeful, excited almost, devious.

Steve stood silent again, LED swirling red, flashing halted as he reluctantly gave a sharp nod.

Billy didn’t what the hell was going on or what had happened to the Steve that probably would have deactivated at Neil’s request but he likes this one a lot better.

His Steve.