#she's perfect she's the it girl she's gorgeous

[lxnarphase]

━ ❝ OH, IT'S MINIKUNA ! ❞

✮₊‧⁺...content: heian era!sukuna x wife!reader, fluff, mentions of childbirth, sukuna is an overly proud father, sukuna is whipped for his wife

✮₊‧⁺...lunar's note: based of this little blurbie and this one too !! needed some fluff with kuna bc he would love having a baby girl idc what anyone says !!! also i did my best describing the birthing process in a time accurate period but it's definitely a bit inaccurate because...i have never had a baby LOL

no one has ever seen sukuna ryomen, king of curses, wince before.

not until today, at the wrath of his pregnant wife who somehow got a hold of his fingers instead of his hand.

one of the nurses did warn him to not give you his finger and to ensure you always hold his hand. but by the gods, he swears you almost ripped his finger off.

it's cute to him, however, when you attempt to curse him out.

'gods, sukuna, i despise your entire being!'

'i know, my wife.'

'i should've never let you get me pregnant, you animal!'

'you begged for it, my wife.'

'i am never letting you bed me again, use your hand for the rest of your existence!'

'you can't keep your hands off me, my wife, no need to lie.'

but the sigh of relief, the way you instantly look down and coo once the sound of wailing filled the air...it makes him melt just a little bit.

he can't deny, seeing you in pain made him heated. it took everything in him not to kill every midwife, nurse, and lady-in-waiting in your birth room for not being able to make this process completely painless.

except chiyo. he would have to reward your personal physician for preparing you so well for this...

what did the old hag like again? wines, meats, gifts for her grandchildren back at home?

hm, yes, that would be great for her. of course, he'll say it was from you. the king of curses shows gratitude for no one.

he's pulled out of his thoughts at the hushed whispers once the other women exam the baby before following your unspoken request to hold your child.

"d-do you think lord sukuna will harm our lady for this...?"

"i hope not, surely he can make an exception, t-they both are still young and can always try for more!"

"but he's the king of curses, t-there no way he won't have a reaction!"

before he can demand what they find so important to discuss in front of you, chiyo hushes the girls with a wave of her hand, ushering the girls to help wipe off your sweat, tears, and clean off the baby—gentle like it's the finest glass, she instructs—before turning to sukuna with a knowing smile.

"well, your greatness...congratulations on having a healthy and gorgeous little girl," she hums, wiping her hands with a clean cloth before going to rinse her hands to help stitch any rips and clean you up.

the room falls silent aside from your soft little coos and the wails of your daughter as you brush the wet, fluffy hair on her little head.

all the women in the room continue to work, but it's clear they are silently waiting for his outburst.

everyone knows that a proper heir to any throne is a boy...but now, sukuna's first born child is a girl.

but rather angry, yelling, and threats to your and your child's life, the room is filled with Suku's booming laughter, which practically shakes the entire room.

instead of an enraged expression, pure delight, and excitement are painted on his face as he sits next to you on the soft cushiony bedding on the floor, his hand caressing the rounded cheek of your newborn.

"so, you've given me a girl," he hums in delight, all four of his eyes narrowing. "this will be the one who takes over my throne once i decide to step down?"

this thing, this tiny, itty bitty baby...came from you both? it's almost laughable how small this baby is compared to his hand, that something so little could be related to him.

she's...nothing short of perfect. "absolutely divine...she will not just be beautiful like her mother, but as powerful as both of us."

he's so proud of you and your child. he would shower your daughter with riches, love, and anything she could ever want and ask for.

but, he couldn't lie.

she's a damned fat baby, big head and all.

"sukuna, watch your mouth!"

he can't help but laugh, not realizing his thoughts came out of his mouth. "what, it's a good thing! means she's healthy," he boasts with a grin, leaning down closer to see her better.

"she looks strong already. as soon as she is able, i will personally teach her how to be a truly malevolent little princess, how to properly slit the necks of her enemies, how to—!”

oh, he is so excited, it's adorable.

“sukuna, shush, i just gave birth to a child with a massive head like yours, give me a moment," you say with a light laugh, your smile still reaching your clearly tired eyes.

“…apologies, my wife.”

chiyo can't help but laugh with you she finishes applying the healing ointment on your lower body, using a bit of her cursed energy to speed up the healing process to help you skip any serious pain.

after all, nothing but the best physician for you in sukuna's palace.

"always such an excitable boy, my lord, ever since you were a young man," she hums, helping one of the midwives properly wrap your baby in the soft, clean cloth.

"be gentle with her," you instruct him, gently moving your arms toward him so he could take the little bundle. he's...nervous, but he hides it well.

you place your daughter in his arms and he looks down at her, suddenly conscious of how loud he's breathing. she's got his hair, still a bit wet but soft and fluffy. it's pink, just like his.

a pleased rumble vibrates his chest, and he doesn't even realize he's doing it.

but then...her eyes open.

both sets.

he almost didn't notice it at first, they're just so small, but they're there. the same color as yours, pretty and big, filled with so much life.

his eyes burn, vision getting blurry. no words come to his head, he can't think of anything to say. he's so caught up in his thought he doesn't even notice chiyo ushering the other girls in the room out and shutting the door before quietly tending to you with water or food.

she knows that look, you do as well. she's been around longer than uraume to know her master, knowing the king of curses since his young years as the unwanted child of the village, abandoned by his mother for his 'horrid' appearance.

she was lucky to have found him before the villagers got to him, torches, axes, pitchforks and daggers in hand to take care of the child who they believed to have brought misfortune to their home.

getting him to safety was one of the best decisions she'd ever made, king of curses or not. no child deserved to be abandoned like that. and now, he's seeing himself in that tiny little being in his arms right now...chiyo can only imagine what he's feeling.

so, out of respect, she keeps her gaze averted, pretending she does not see the misty gaze he gives your daughter. this is a moment for you and him, and she does her best to make all her movements as quiet as possible.

all sukuna can think about in this moment is how he used to be just as tiny as this. he was just as vulnerable in his mothers arms. he couldn't talk, couldn't speak, couldn't fend for himself.

yet, his parents looked down at him just like this and decided he was an abomination and didn't give him a chance.

but now?

sukuna knows he would never, ever let anything happen to this little bundle in his arms. he would rather destroy the entire planet before letting anything happen to his baby girl. no one would make his little one suffer and live to see another day.

he flinches just a little, feeling your soft hand rubbing his bicep. "it's okay, my love," you softly coo at him, reaching up to wipe a tear from his eye before it had a chance to drip down his cheek. "she's going to grow up feeling loved and cherished because she's got a great father."

"hmm..."

a smile crosses his features as he looks back down, looking at the squirming baby so makes a little noise before calming down when he strokes her little, chubby cheek again to keep her from crying again.

"and she's got a great mother. she'll be the most wonderful princess in all of history," he says with a toothy grin, chest rumbling with a laugh.

"aww, my love, that's so sweet..."

"seriously, though, how in hells did you squeeze this thing out of ya? thing's got the head of a watermelon."

"sukuna, give me back my baby, and chiyo? get this man some food to stuff in his mouth before he says something to warrent the rage of a new mother."

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[babyfoxflower]

I had an idea, Alastor having strange feelings around Angel Doe! reader, the reader would be an angel, sent from heaven later to help at the hotel, perhaps reader because she is an angel she is very innocent and does not see or understand why alastor acts strange around her

My Angel

Alastor x Fem! Angel Reader

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Mentions of Murder, Jealousy, Possessiveness, No Smut (just cuz the requester didn’t ask for it)

It had been three months since Heaven sent you to help at the Hazbin Hotel, and Alastor for one could not stand it. It wasn’t that he hated or even remotely disliked you. You were a perfectly pleasant girl. A sweet little doe.

You never bothered him with stupid questions. You respected his boundaries, laughed at his old timey puns, and always greeted him with one of the prettiest smiles he’s ever seen. In fact you smiled a lot, something he appreciated probably more than anyone.

You also had the prettiest eyes, the loviest hair, the sweetest face, big adorable fluffy ears, and whenever he saw your fluffy little tail—he wanted to gently tug on it just to hear you bleat.

You radiated beauty and grace, and were beacon of warmth and comfort. Everything about you was perfect. You were a creature of God, never touched by evil or impurity. There wasn’t a single mean bone in your body.

What he couldn’t stand was this strange feeling he felt around you. It was as if he had butterflies in his stomach and his dead heart would beat faster, even occasionally skipping a beat.

What was more annoying was that you seemed completely oblivious to the what you were doing to him. At first, he thought that this was some kind of effect that angels had on others. However when he asked the others about it, none of them felt the same way he did around you.

“Sounds like you’re in love,” Vaggie said.

“Ahahaha! That’s a good one, my dear!” He laughed.

“Hey, I wouldn’t believe it either. But what you’re describing is what it feels like to be in love.”

In love? Was he really in love with you?

Sure, he felt extremely jealous whenever anyone else was taking up your time. Sure, he felt that you should only be by his side. Sure, he murdered a few sinners who were staring at you when the two of you went out for walks together. Sure, there was a time when an especially lowly wretch had the gall to ask you, the most gorgeous lady to ever live, on a date and Alastor ripped the man in half with his bare hands when you were distracted. And sure, he had frequent dreams about you where he would press you up against a wall and…

“Hmm, perhaps what that angry little woman said was true…I’m in love.”

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“Y/n, my dear, may I speak with you?”

“Of course!” You flashed him that gorgeous smile.

Alastor led you away to a corner where you two could have privacy. 

“What is it, Al? You look nervous.”

“Y/n, I…You’re making this more difficult by batting your lovely doe eyes at me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you frowned.

“No, you don’t have to be sorry. Damn it! Why is this so hard to tell you!?” He exclaimed.

“I find it easier to just blurt out whatever you need to say,” you replied.

“You’re right. I’ll just say it! I love you.”

You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks, “Pardon?”

“I love you, Y/n. You’re the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I think of before I go to sleep. You’re constantly on my mind, even in my dreams. I love you so much that I can’t breathe when you’re not by my side. When you walk away, I miss you even before you are out of sight. I love you.”

“You mean more than a friend, right?”

Alastor sighed, “Way more than a friend, my darling doe.”

Suddenly that smile that he loved so much returned to your face, “I love you too, my sweet stag! Everything you just said, I feel the exact same way,” you licked his cheek affectionately.

He blushed.

“Oh sorry! I forgot that you used to be human and that humans don’t tend to lick each other.”

“It’s quite alright, my love,” he licked your cheek in the same fashion, “I’m not a human anymore, my doe. I’m your stag.”

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[piastrixpole]

ménage à trois - pierre gasly & kika gomes

pairing: pierre gasly x kika gomes x fem!engineer

genre: smau

faceclaim(s): madison beer, pinterest girls

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Trouble in paradise for our favourite Frenchman?🚗💨Spotted after the Brazilian GP getting cosy with a mystery brunette who is not his girlfriend 👀 Sources say the two were all over each other in the club and left together later that night

user1: I feel so bad for Kika, she was there supporting him! 💔

user2: Messy, messy, messy. I need to see how he explains this 👀

user3: I can’t believe he’d do this while she’s right there! She deserves better

user4: Can't believe he'd cheat on a baddie like Kika

user5: Someone find out who she is, we need answers ASAP!

->user6: maybe it's just me but it kind of looks like yn ln!

user5: his engineer? nurse she's out again

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Te amo Brasil! So proud of Pierre and our first podium together! 🏆 Here’s to many more 🫶✨

pierregasly: Merci, Yn!! Best engineer around 👏🏆 I couldn’t have done it without you!

->yourusername: all you mon ami, can't wait to do it again

->user45: are we all seeing this right now? kika get behind me

user12: You’re seriously posting this after the rumours??

user 20: She really has no shame...posting kika as well like she didn't get with her man

francisca.cgomes: Proud of you both!! Well deserved

->yourusername: thank you my love

->user13: this is insane HELLO? not her acting like kika's bsf when she hooked up with pierre

user37: This is messy but I kinda live for it 😳

user17: I'm so disappointed in yn for this! She was such an icon for us aspiring girls in motorsports and then she does this

user2: Imagine being Kika and seeing this post after the gossip 😭

user5: Girl… you know we all caught you on f1gossip, right? 😬

user29: Homewrecker

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yourusername replied: te amooo kiks missing you both so much

->francisca.cgomes: we miss you more angel

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guess the rumours are true...just not in the way you thought they're both my girls

yourusername: love youuu

->pierregasly: my smart girl je t'aime

francisca.cgomes: love you and our girl so much

->pierregasly: And I’m the luckiest to have you both. ❤️👑 Mon coeur et mon amour

charlesleclerc: mate how did you end up with two girls out of your league

->pierregasly: obviously my charm and good lucks

->yourusername: nah it was the tripod😋

->francisca,cgomes: agreed

user20: THROUPLE HARD LAUNCH. I’m screaming, they really did that!

user23: Wait, I love this for them?

user19: Kika the ultimate wag

user 35: I didn’t expect this but… I support it. As long as you’re all happy!

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the ultimate wag

yourusername: te amo lindaaa🤤

->francisca.cgomes: lindinha🥰

pierregasly: my girls

->francisca.cgomes: forever yours meu amor

alexandrasaintmleux: the cutest couple!

user42: obsessed with this hard launch

user35: this is so wholesome 😭

user93: I did not expect this season to give me my new favourite relationship, but here we are

user16: what a plot twist but i stan this power trio

user67: How is it possible for one couple to be THIS perfect?

user48: sleeping on the motorway tonight when is it my turn😫

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pierregasly: love you!! even if i can't keep my hands off you ever

->yourusername: i'd go through it again to have you and kiks💗

francisca,cgomes: that's my wifey🤭

->yourusername: put a ring on it baby💋

yourbsf: Finally i couldn't go much longer without fighting someone on your behalf

->yourusername: i adore you

user89: Now THIS is what we call a power move

user76: f1gossip found dead in a ditch

[cailinsblog]

Daddy’s Little Girl-Quinn hughes

Dad Quinn hughes x mom reader

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It was a crisp, sunny afternoon in Vancouver, and the Canucks had just wrapped up their morning practice. The rink was bustling with energy as the players packed up and prepared to head out for the day, but there was an extra buzz in the air. Today, Quinn Hughes was doing something he hadn’t done before—showing off his precious little girl to the team. The guys had all met Lilly over FaceTime, of course, but nothing compared to seeing her in person.

Lilly was only a few months old, and though she was small, she had already stolen everyone’s heart. Her big blue eyes, her little button nose, and the tiny smile that she had—every single person who had met her, even through a screen, couldn’t help but fall in love.

Quinn had been talking about this moment for weeks, always excited to show his teammates the joy his daughter brought him. The plan was simple: after practice, the team would gather at a local restaurant, and Quinn would bring Lilly and Y/N along. It was a chance for Y/N to relax, to talk to the other wives and girlfriends (WAGs), and for Quinn to proudly show off their little girl.

Quinn was beaming as he held Lilly in his arms when he and Y/N arrived. Lilly was snuggled in a soft, pink blanket, her tiny hand wrapped around Quinn’s finger. She was dressed in a cute little onesie with her name embroidered on it, and her wispy blonde hair framed her face in the most adorable way. Y/N, looking effortlessly gorgeous in a cozy sweater and jeans, smiled warmly as she walked beside Quinn. She was relieved to be out of the house, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation without the constant demands of being a new mom. She knew Quinn had been looking forward to this all week, and she was excited to see him in his element, proud and beaming as he introduced their daughter to his teammates.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, the guys spotted them right away. Elias Pettersson was the first to jump up, grinning ear-to-ear, with Brock Boeser and JT Miller right behind him. They had all seen pictures and FaceTime calls, but there was something about holding Lilly in his arms that made it even more special.

“Quinn, buddy, she’s even cuter in person!” Elias exclaimed, his voice full of excitement as he walked over.

Quinn smiled, adjusting Lilly in his arms as he stepped forward to let the guys take a closer look. "I know, right? She’s already stealing my heart every single day."

Lilly, still half-asleep from her nap in the car, blinked up at the group of guys surrounding her, looking slightly confused but undeniably adorable. Brock crouched down to her level, his eyes wide with wonder as he looked at the tiny little girl.

“She’s perfect,” Brock whispered in awe. “You’ve got to be the luckiest guy on the planet, Quinn.”

“I’m definitely the luckiest,” Quinn said, his voice full of pride as he looked down at his daughter, then back up at his teammates. “She’s my world.”

As the guys crowded around to take turns holding Lilly, Y/N took a step back, happy to see Quinn in his element. She’d never seen him so at ease, so proud to show off their daughter. It was clear that the guys had a soft spot for Lilly, too.

Y/N found a cozy spot in the corner of the restaurant where she could chat with the other wives and girlfriends, her heart swelling as she listened to Quinn’s soft chuckles and the boys’ lighthearted teasing. She hadn’t realized how much she needed this time, this chance to talk freely and without interruption, to hear the other women’s experiences with their own children and hear stories of the guys' lives outside the rink.

“Quinn’s really smitten, isn’t he?” Tessa, Elias’ girlfriend, remarked with a knowing smile as she sipped on her water.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Y/N laughed softly, shaking her head. "He’s obsessed. Every time he sees Lilly do something new, he acts like it's the biggest achievement. Like when she smiled for the first time—it was like he’d just scored the winning goal."

“I can’t blame him,” Tessa said. “Lilly is so adorable. I’ve never seen Quinn look so proud. It’s actually kind of cute how much he loves her.”

Y/N smiled fondly. “I know. I mean, I knew he’d be a great dad, but seeing him like this... it’s better than I could have imagined.”

The other women nodded in agreement, and as the conversation turned to lighter topics—like the upcoming holidays and their favorite family traditions—the guys continued to fawn over Lilly. Quinn was like a proud peacock, strutting around the room with her in his arms, showing her off like she was the most precious thing in the world. The guys teased him, of course, but it was all in good fun.

“You know, Quinn,” JT teased as he held Lilly, “I think you’re more proud of her than you are of your last game-winning goal.”

“Not possible,” Quinn responded quickly, shaking his head, but there was no hiding the pride in his voice. “This little girl is my whole life now. You guys should see her smile when she wakes up from a nap. She lights up the whole room.”

“I’m sure she does,” Brock laughed. “But I’m still not convinced she’s not just looking for more snacks.”

“She’s not quite there yet, Brock,” Quinn laughed, rolling his eyes. “But trust me, when she’s ready, she’ll be eating all your snacks.”

Lilly, sensing the good energy in the room, let out a small giggle, and everyone’s attention immediately snapped back to her. It was as if her little giggle could light up the entire room, and it certainly had that effect on everyone.

“See? She already has the boys wrapped around her finger,” Y/N said with a smile, watching as Quinn looked down at his daughter with an expression so full of love it made her heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t long before Quinn handed Lilly back to Y/N, who smiled warmly at her husband. She could see how much he loved their daughter, how every second spent with her made him glow.

“Are you having fun, babe?” Y/N asked softly as she kissed Lilly’s forehead.

“Best day ever,” Quinn responded, sitting down next to her. “It’s nice to be able to share this with the guys, and it’s nice that you’re getting to relax and talk with the other WAGs, too.”

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with affection for both of them. “I am. It’s perfect, really. Just us, and our little girl.”

They shared a quiet moment, watching Lilly as she rested peacefully in her mother’s arms, surrounded by the love of Quinn, his teammates, and their little circle of family and friends. It was a moment to remember—full of laughter, joy, and the warm feeling of having everything they needed right here.

“Come on, let’s go home,” Quinn said after a while, standing up and offering his hand to Y/N. “We’ve got our little girl and a lifetime ahead of us.”

Y/N took his hand, squeezing it gently. “Home sounds perfect.”

And with that, the three of them—Quinn, Y/N, and Lilly—left the restaurant, ready to enjoy the quiet comfort of home, knowing that, no matter where the road took them, they had each other. And in that moment, there was no place else they'd rather be.

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[bunniehrtz]

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i knew you were trouble - masterlist

art by @trackinglessons at the end of the chapter! — your best friend drags you to a college party — not your scene. amongst the new people you meet, a spark ignites between you and an unfamiliar pink- haired girl cw: multiple alcohol mentions & consumption, sexual tension, no smut (do not fret! smut is coming!!!)

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Caitlyn pleads, practically on her knees, begging you to come along with her to a party on campus. You couldn’t roll your eyes further into the back of your head if you tried. You didn’t want to go, the thought of going out into the cold November night sent chills down your spine, the hairs stand up on your arms. As cliché as it might be, you’d much rather stay at home, hot chocolate in hand and catching up on TV you’ve missed since starting university almost two years ago. Reluctantly, you sit up from your horizontal position you had perfected so well, making eye contact with your best friend who is sitting on her bed, adjacent from yours. She looked perfect, she always does. She sits in a lilac, low cut night dress, matched with deeper purple pants that sit just above her knees. “Fine.” you attempt to hide the smile that sneaks its way onto your face at the way Caitlyn’s eyes light up. Of course, you fail. The giddy smile and the way she shoots up onto her feet is just too good to not smile at. “Really?! You’re coming?” Caitlyn exclaims, rushing over to stand at your feet as you swing your legs around, your feet firmly on the floor. You nod, laughing softly. Your right hand comes up to usher her towards the wardrobe you share. “Can you help me find something to wear?”

The flashing blue and red lights were enough to almost give you a migraine. You secretly wished it would, the escape plan would become just that much easier. The sharp, grim taste of vodka lingers on your tongue, forcing your mouth into a disgusted pout. You keep it in your hand though, picking the bottle back up to refill your cup. The alcohol to mixer ratio could kill a Victorian child, you think, shaking your head and chugging and finishing the red solo cup. “I think that’s enough for you,” Caitlyn reaches for the bottle, but you quickly pull away, shooting her an evil glare. She laughs, shrugging. “Suit yourself.” You turn your attention back to the table filled with different types of alcohol, mixers and pathetic looking party snacks on cheap paper plates. It’s better than nothing, you think to yourself, giggling gently. You pick up a small cookie, taking a bite as you turn around to talk to your best friend.

“Hey, Cait! What are- oh…” you speak to a Caitlyn that is no longer next to you. You look around frantically, trying to spot her. Over the vast amount of frat boys’ heads, you find the blue haired girl. She’s connected by the hand to another girl, you don’t recognise her. Caitlyn follows her upstairs. You connect the dots in your mind, letting out a soft oooh. You snigger to yourself, taking another sip from the cup you don’t remember refilling. You don’t know how she does it so easily, it’s quite amazing to watch.

As you go to take your final sip, you feel a barge on your shoulder, making you snap around. You turn eye to eye with a girl that looked about a year younger than yourself, her hair was long and a gorgeous shade of powder blue, braided in a way that made it hard to look away. She stands pale, clad in a dark, small skirt, tights with rips all the way to the top of her thigh and an almost tiny, black top. Her shoes were a messy pair of bulky, black canvas sneakers, topped by a pair of white leg warmers. Messy, but she looked put together perfectly. She stands next to a boy, around the same age. His jeans were a big and baggy blue pair, a black undershirt under an oversized grey shirt on top. His jeans cover his shoes so much you couldn’t make out what they were. His hair was a shade of white, dread-hawks swooped to the right side of his head. “Sorry, he’s had a night. Too much in his system,” the girl jokes, you laugh with her. “Been there. Don’t worry about it,” you flash her a reassuring smile and she mirrors it. Her friend quickly rushes behind you, you don’t think too much into it. “I’m Jinx. This is…this is Ekko,” she grimaces, looking behind you. You follow her eyes, turning around to see Ekko’s head in a bucket on the stairs. Nice. “Oh, boy…” Jinx whispers to herself, her face hiding in one of her hands. “It’s going to be a long night,” she sighs. You grab her shoulder, sympathetically. She moves to stand in front of you, her back facing the rest of the party.

“So, what are you studying?” she asks, filling up her own cup. You open your mouth, about to answer when someone catches your eye, sitting behind your new friend. A pink-haired girl sits on the sofa on the back wall, looking up to talk to, what you assume is, her friend. She sits quite slouched, her knees spread wide. Her legs are covered by a pair of loose, black jeans with the waistband of what looks like boxers peeking out the top. You squint your eyes to try and get a good look at her, not thinking about what you look like right now. You notice a hoop on the side of her nose, with eyes a light grey. The jeans are paired with a black hoodie, with something in the front pocket. You’ve completely tuned out Jinx, and she’s beginning to notice. The girl pulls out a joint from her hoodie pocket, along with a grinder and a lighter. Her eyes trail across the room, and your stomach drops. Her eyes land on yours. She is looking straight at you. A cocky smirk creeps onto her face as she sinks a bit further into the couch, her legs spreading just a bit more. Not a lot, but enough for someone that’s staring at her to notice. Enough for you to notice. A heat rushes to your cheeks, and you feel electricity in your lower stomach. You absentmindedly gulp, loud enough to catch Jinx’s attention.

“Hello? Are you listening?” she questions, trying not to laugh at your expression. You haven’t blinked in about two minutes. The girl sitting on the couch laughs breathily, maintaining eye contact with you as she places the blunt between her teeth, lifting her hands up to light it. She takes a drag, holding the gaze into your eyes as she inhales. She lifts her head up as she blows the smoke, sending you a wink. You gasp softly, your breath shaky as you try to stand still. You feel like you could faint. The girl sits up straight, her blunt passed to her friend sitting next to her. Her hands run down her hoodie, straightening it out before holding onto the bottom hem, lifting it up to pull it off. Her eyes stay locked on yours as she peels it off, placing it on the arm of the couch. She reveals a black tank top, the straps are thick on her shoulders and it cuts off just at her navel, short enough to reveal the trail of hair leading down her stomach that hides under the waistband of her Calvin Kleins. God, you think. Or so you thought. “God, what?” Jinx asks, her eyebrows furrowed as she looks up at you. She follows your eyes, looking behind her. She spots the girl, the change in her body language is enough to pull you out of this trance. “Oh,” she says softly, turning back around. Your mind is too foggy to notice what she says, but you notice the change of her facial expression. “What’s wrong?” you ask, placing your right hand on her shoulder, trying to read her face. “It’s-It’s nothing. I’ll see ya. Come on,” she stammers, walking away to pick Ekko up by the collar of his shirt. Weird. Your attention is pulled back to the table behind you, as you go to pick up and open a fresh bottle. A familiar blue haired figure stands next to you.

“Oh, hey, stranger,” you joke, elbowing Caitlyn gently. “You have fun?” Caitlyn’s cheeks flash red at your question, shrugging in jest as she takes a sip of her drink. “Naughty girl!” she giggles at your remark. You almost choke on your drink as you begin to mention the girl on the couch. “Oh my God, you missed it,” you grab Caitlyn’s arm, shaking it a little to emphasise how much she missed. “What? What did I miss?” she laughs, looking around confused. “Shut- shut up. The couch, over there. There’s a girl. On the sofa. Over there,” you pathetically spit out, the alcohol hitting you like a truck. Caitlyn smiles, shaking her head as she turns to look at the sofa. “Are you sure?” she asks, looking at the now empty sofa. “What? What the fuck are you talking about, of course I’m sure, she’s right- Oh.” You’re met by the empty couch. The only thing left of her is a half smoked blunt rested on the coffee table. “Come on, home time,” Caitlyn says, sympathetically, pulling you into her chest as she walks you both out.

[befemininenow]

It's even better when the outfit screams femme.

It's been over 3 months since you first joined B.U.S.T. and your loyalty to the team has been noticeably known. B.U.S.T. applications have exploded to over 300% in the past 3 months you first joined and the higher-ups can't keep up with the demand. They know it's all thanks to you and your ability to make the program known through social media and word of mouth among LGBT+ safe spaces. Just as you're admiring your feminizing figure and your new, high boots, boss stops by and interrupts you: "Hi, honey. I love your new boots btw! You look just as gorgeous as ever! I need you to stop by my office in 5 minutes. It's very important." You stop what you're doing and take a small breather and a glass of water before heading out and meeting her at her office. "Have a seat, hun. Let's start our meeting." You hope it's all good.

"You have developed so well within the company, you fit as the perfect model for our goal, miss." Your boss, the busty lady from the ad, reviews your progress portfolio on her side of the office desk. Rarely does anyone get a call from boss unless it's a higher-up, interview, or even get fired. For the former two, it's just a regular thing; for the latter, it means the end of their journey. You're not sure why you were even called to show up, but you prefer to stay quiet and respond to her questions calmly, like an obedient servant.

"You know, I just love how you respond to my questions without resistance. I think you're becoming more submissive *chuckle*" It may have sounded hot when you were just a weakling sissy, but now that word just sends shivers to your spine. At least back then, you were doing it willingly. Now, though, it's become a habit that's hard to break. "Look, it's been 3 months and it's usually the time period when I either let you go or extend your stay. I'm here to break you the news..." Oh god, what is she up to? You were enjoying the stay here and you hope you didn't strike a nerve to boss. "I'm promoting you to team lead! Congratulations, girl! You're one of us now!"

Wait, hold up. Team lead!? "R-r-really!? OMG! Team lead? That's like, awesome!" "Yes, girlie! Team lead! We figured it's the first step towards becoming a higher-up for B.U.S.T. since you have so much potential towards change and influence! Isn't that exciting?" There's so much you want to say, you feel like tearing up out of nerves and excitement. "I just want to say one more thing before you sign these documents for your new position." She hands over the list you gave her in the beginning towards your transition goal. "See that? You just passed and checked number 7 without realizing it. Guess what's next, hun?" You read the list and you read number 8...

"Take these, hun. It's estrogen. You're going to become a woman. Forever." Wait, HRT!? You want to say something on top of your lungs. For you, it's just a kink or a fetish. But inside, or outside, the answer is very different. "What do you say? Are you ready to become another sister of the team?" "Yes, boss! I'm ready to be a loyal sister forever!" No!!! How can it be!? This isn't what you wanted! You just wanted to feminize for humiliation, not become a woman! Right? Right? ..... Wrong!

(To be continued)

[sunny-ssunset]

Pretty In Pink!

Yandere South Park x Girly! Fem! Reader! Headcanons!

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♡I'M BACK! I'm so sorry for my little break, my confidence is back on track now and I'll be out with new chapters for both Pretty in pink and Choose your soulmate 💖

TW: Kenny being Kenny lmao

TAGLIST: @wowowpx @the-official-memester

Y/n showers Kenny!

Fluff with a little bit of spice!

♡It was the first time Kenny came over to your house

♡Its obvious he was enamoured by everything you owned

♡How big your living room was

♡How you had an entire floor for a bedroom

♡It was clear your parents spoilt you

♡I mean how could they not?

♡You are the epitome of perfection

♡How kind of you to allow someone like him to go to your house

♡Now you had only really invited him over for one thing

♡To give Kenny a makeover!

♡"Kenny darling... Can I give you a makeover?" Y/n looked up at him with her big puppy dog eyes, How could he say no to that?

♡He was confused at first but you explained he had true himbo potential

♡Kenny sat on your sink counter as you ran him a bath, picking up random shower products and asking what they are

♡You picked up the pink bubble bath and added TONS.

♡Thats just the popular girl way to do it!

♡You told Kenny you wouldn't watch him get undressed and into the bath but you couldnt help but take a little peek 😉

♡Once he got in, Kenny was covered by the bubbles so you couldnt really see much of him

♡You pulled out the cherry flavoured shampoo and rubbed it into Kenny's blonde locks, He leaned into your touch as you did so

♡He insisted you do it because he wasn't used to this stuff and he didn't know what he was doing

♡But really he just wanted your soft hands all over him

♡Kenny almost fell asleep to the head massage you were giving him but was woken up when you asked him to wash the shampoo out

♡He questioned you when you told him he needs to wash his hair twice but he didnt question it

♡Anything to be touched by you...

♡You then pulled out another product which Kenny obviously questioned to find it was conditioner

♡"Whats that..?" Kenny stared at Y/n blankly "Cherry conditioner baby! Makes your hair fluffy and soft!" Y/n chirped.

♡After yet another head massage, You handed him a strawberry scented shower gel and told him you were gonna go grab a hair dryer

♡After rummaging in your draws you found your hair dryer

♡You were startled by Kenny leaning on the door frame, And god you were right

♡A towel wrapped around his waist and some bubbles still on his skinny frame

♡A small smirk appeared on his face as he noticed you admiring him

♡"Like what you see?" Kenny joked as he walked over to Y/n, a smirk still on his face. Y/n brushed his wet hair out of his face. "I told you you had potential Ken!" Y/n giggled as she tosses the hair dryer on her bed.

Y/n wrapped her hands around Kenny's neck, to which Kenny's hands joined at her waist. "You can be the Ken to my Barbie now!" Y/n chuckled inching her face closer to his. Kenny's hands brushed up and down her back, sending shivers down her spine.

Y/n closed the gap between the two, Kenny almost fainted honestly, HE was kissing Y/n. KENNY was kissing THE Y/n L/n. He had to be dreaming at this point.

Their tongues danced in union, it felt like pure bliss. Only pulling back to catch their breath, Y/n smiled slightly looking down, Then looking at Kenny in pure shock.

Kenny had gotten a *bit* excited, could you blame him? He just made out with the most popular girl in south park. "EW KENNY!" Y/n stepped back, she couldn't help but laugh at the situation. "WHAT!! Can you blame me Y/n? You are gorgeous" Kenny smirked, he wasn't actually that embarrassed suprisingly, to which Y/n rolled her eyes playfully.

Dividers by @k1ssyoursister

[hadesisqueer]

Rainbow Rowell's Runaways run may have not been perfect but it gave me Nico being blatantly jealous of Julie and being down bad for Karolina before they even got together lol. She clearly already liked Karolina before but this time it was undeniable lmao. This poor girl was hopeless the first twelve issues.

Also just gorgeous art. I love Kris Anka's work

[batmasc]

You're so excited to have a girlfriend, so excited when she asks you to stay the night. When you ask her if she's ever been with a girl, she looks at you funny, but you brush it off. She's gorgeous, you love touching her, but when you have sex with anyone, something always feels off. You don't think too much of it.

When you're finally asleep, her bedside table slides open. She slips on gloves and grins to herself as she fills a syringe with a dose of testosterone. She's been longing for this moment ever since you started dating. She pinches your soft skin ever so slightly and plunges the needle in, and kisses the spot after the injection. It's a good thing you're so tired out tonight.

A few weeks pass, you don't notice anything different at first. But you feel a bit sweatier, and hornier than you've ever been. One night you reach down to touch yourself and are perplexed. Instead of a small bundle of nerves there's a hard nub there. You wonder if you should see a doctor.

Next time you see your girlfriend, she looks at you knowingly and you're not sure why. She kisses you fervently and pulls you into bed, whispering "Come on, loverboy." Maybe It was just a slip of the tongue, something about it gives you goosebumps. "Let me see that cock-"

Before you can ask, she's got her lips wrapped around your growing appendage, making you cry out. "Hold on, I'm confused-"

"Take it like a big boy, baby" she murmurs against your molten skin. You don't have it in you to argue, you're mortified that she's about to make you orgasm. And then she kisses you, hard. "See how you taste now? Just like a man should. You're taking to treatment so quickly. "

"Treatment?"

"Just a little pinch every week and you're growing a nice cock for me, and I can smell your musk and desire. Soon you'll be my perfect boyfriend. I don't think you should go home in the morning. I want to see you change, every hour, every second. "

As if under a spell, you can't find it in yourself to deny her.

[arroganceisherfavoritecolor]

Girl Next Door

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Donnie Darko cant help but watch his sweet neighbor through his window...

warnings: nsfw, donnie is a little shit perv stalker, reader is a cutie pie, mention of somnophilia

Donnie sprayed cologne on his neck, fresh out the shower. He did this routinely every night, just in case he would come into contact with his girl. Well...she didn't exactly know she was Donnie's girl, but she would soon find out.

Ever since [Name] had moved in next door and got placed into English Lit, Donnie only had one thing on his mind. Her. When he saw her moving boxes into the house right next to his, he knew he had to have her. She was the perfect girl. Funny, smart, gorgeous, and best of all, clueless. When [Names] family had threw a housewarming party a few months back, Donnie was thrilled to have an excuse to talk to her. "Yeah, me and my family just moved here from Cali. My dad got this great position at work and.." [Name] rambled on. But Donnie didn't mind, he listened attentively. Sure, his eyes would drift down her shirt and fixed on her lips, but he caught himself every time he did it. Yeah, sometimes when Name was showering while he was over he would go into her room to steal her panties, but he always made sure to put them back after he got a good use out of them.

Donnie and Name were great friends. From the moment they met, they were inseparable. They would see each other almost everyday. They would walk to and from school together, hang out together, it was almost like they were a thing. Donnie loved it when people would come up to him and ask "Are you and Name dating?" or "Wouldn't Donnie and Name would be so cute together?" It gave him a terrible ego boost. Could you blame the guy? Who wouldn't wanna be mistaken for a cute girls boyfriend? Yet, every time someone asked these questions, he would brush it off like nothing. "Nah, we're just friends." Oh how badly he wanted to play into it, tell the whole world that she was his and he was hers. But he couldn't, he was afraid that he would scare her off. His friends would often claim that Donnie was only [Names] friend because he wanted to fuck her. "Tsk, Don's only messing with [Name] because he wants to get in her pants. I mean, I don't blame him" his friends would tease. Donnie hated this, he hated how other guys talked about [Name], as if she were nothing more than an object. But nonetheless, Donnie would brush it off like nothing, ignoring the snarky comments.

Donnie couldn't help but get hard when he was around [Name]. It was like she was purposely trying to get him all worked up. She'd drop her paper on the ground and lean over her desk to pick it up, exposing her cleavage. Or she'd reach over the food bar, her skirt exposing her pink panties. Every move she made set Donnie off, and he loved it. He loved that she knew just how to make him horny.

Tonight, Donnie was sitting on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Usually, around this time, [Name] would call him on the phone. She'd ramble about whatever had happened after he walked her home from school. Sometimes she'd make plans for them to hang out. But tonight was different, it was already half past 11 and she hadn't called. Donnie payed attention to her daily routine and habits. He knew that by 7:30, she would be out of the shower. What was taking so long? Donnie was pulled from his thoughts when he saw the light of [Names] room turn on. Fortunately for him, her window was in the perfect position, just right for him to see. It wasn't unusual for him to look at her through the window. Sometimes he'd just watch her do her homework or dance around listening to music. Donnie leaned out his window, wanting a closer look. There, he saw [Name] dripping wet, hair damp. It seemed as though she had just finished her shower. Her body was wrapped in a towel that barely covered her ass. Donnie could feel his heart beating and his palms sweating, just the thought of what was underneath that towel made blood rush to his dick.

Suddenly, she took off the towel. Oh my fuck Donnie thought to himself. He had only ever dreamed of a moment like this. [Name] bent over to pick up the towel, her perfect pussy right in the window frame. Donnie took out his cock, already leaking with precum. She hung up the towel, standing on her tippy toes to reach the hook on the back of her door. As she came down, her tits jiggled. Donnies cock throbbed at the sight of this. She was so clueless, how could she not have realized her window was wide open? Doesn't she know that theres perverts looking for cute girls to stalk?

The way [Name] pranced around her room naked made Donnie extremely horny. She hadn't a clue in the world that her best friend was jerking off his dick to the sight of her. Donnies face felt hot, his head was spinning. Was this really happening? He didn't care, all he cared about was cumming to the thought of [Names] cluelessness. She did little chores like picking up clothes and straightening up her vanity. Donnie wondered if she always did this while naked. Eh, who cares. He was getting a wonderful show. He stroked his dick faster, staring at her body. He thought of all the things he'd do to her. He wanted her to ride him while he sucked on her boobs. He wanted to fuck her from the back, watching her ass ripple as he slammed into her. Suddenly, [Name] threw on an oversized t-shirt. Donnie sighed, letting go of his dick. [Name] plopped down on her bed, legs kicking in the air. Her ass had just so happened to be facing the window.

Donnie looked closely, and realized she had no panties on. "Fuck, that might be hotter than seeing her naked" he mumbled. He began to jerk off again, staring at her pussy. If she hadn't put panties on, then that must mean she sleeps without them. This made Donnies brain turn into putty. He thought of sneaking into [Names] room and seeing her asleep. He'd pull up her shirt, exposing her perfect tits. And then he would absolutely destroy her pussy. He'd stick a finger in as he licked her clit. After that, he'd put his fat cock inside of it, being gentle to make sure she doesn't wake up. She'd toss and turn, thinking she was just having a wet dream. But oh no no, it would be her best friend fucking her. Donnie thought about this plan more and more, until he was groaning and his legs were shaking. Thick white ropes of cum spurted out from his dick, still throbbing. He shut his eyes tight, the pleasure almost sharp. This wasnt the first time or the last time he'd fucked himself while thinking of her.

When Donnie opened his eyes, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. There [Name] laid, her finger inside her pussy. She thrusted it in and out of her, one hand squeezing her tit and the other fingering her cunt. She bucked her hips, and maybe Donnie was crazy, but he swore it looked like she was mouthing his name.

Oh boy, Donnies cock was gonna hurt in the morning.

(dis was my first time writing smut guys i hoped u like :3 sorry it was kinda long lol idk how to write nd mb for typos ts is not proofread)

[beanghostprincess]

Fem Buggy has altered my brain completely

[petitprincegabriel]

Asian Sweet Eyes Candies 🍭💦❤️

[dapper-lil-arts]

had a hilarious thought on my hormones doctor appointment

[astrid0anderson]

[xtraordinarygrls]

XG LEFT RIGHT (230211)

[georgiapeach30513]

Sydney Sweeney in Beverly Hills today!