#so I’m still very much a baby shshshs

[prismaticpichu]

🌸 for the ask game :3

Absolutely!! Ty for the ask!

🌸 Best compliment you ever received ~ “You are wise beyond your years.” Cliché as heck, but as a very small bean and as someone who values maturity, this really meant the world to me ❤️ It boosted my self-esteem tenfold, and for a long while (and even now, really) gave me the confidence to provide my own two cents in serious situations instead of remaining quiet. Even if I don’t always say the right thing- and boy I slip up a lot- being told I have some good insight and being able to share that with others is everything to me.

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Helloo pretty 🤩 how are u ? Ok ummm may i get a match up shshshs idk why am i shy wtf is wrong with me lol whatever im 17 and im super energetic AND IM SUPER VERY moody like omg im moody asf i like singing my friends told me im good at it but idk I don’t think so and...what else ohh im obsessed with manga like omg and im scorpio 🤭 idk sometimes people think im madly toxic i have rbf 😞 any ways I guess that’s enough right? I want it with haikyuu boys please 🥺 thank ya have a nice day sweetie

HAH I KNEW I HAD THIS ONE SAVED!!!

🍰 for @pinkqp

Romantic Matchup

Bokuto Koutarou

How yall met

You were Karasunos manager

You were messing around with Noya and Tanaka

Cuz yk...crackhead tings

And Bokuto had noticed you

If he didn’t believe in love at first sight

He does now

He was just thinking

Omg how can someone be so pretty

They look so fun to be around!

Are they singing about meat?

Omg I love meat!

It’s meant to be!

Meanwhile his team was wondering why he was staring at the three of you dancing to some sort of meat song

The rest of the day he spent trying to impress you with his spikes

And well….

It wasn’t working that well

You were so focused on supporting your friends and helping them improve

That you didn’t even notice him :((

His mood was starting to affect his playing

So when he spiked a ball…

He wasn’t expecting it to ricochet off the ground...

And hit you…

In the face…

Mans was MORTIFIED

He quickly ran over to you

And kept on apologizing

You really weren’t hurt that badly

You just got a bloody nose from the hit

But honestly you might as well have been dying

Our boy was PANICKING

“AKAASHI THEYRE LOSING TOO MUCH BLOOD”

“Bokuto they’ll be fine just take them to the nurse”

So he did

The whole time he kept apologizing

You swear you’ve told him it was fine like 50 times

But he just felt so bad :(((

After the nurse fixed your bloody nose and sent you both back to the gym

He promised to make it up to you

The next day he had showed up to the gym with an “I’m sorry” basket

Apparently he had ran to the nearest gas stationand picked up a bunch of snacks and even a little bear plush

You thanked him for the basket and gave him your number to show that there was no ill will

Next thing you know

You guys are texting everyday

Even when camp was over and you both went home

Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore and told he liked you

And he was pleasantly surprised when you accepted his confession :o

What they love about you

He loves how goofy you are

Your goofyness is what drew him to you in the first place

So he loves it because it reminds him on why he fell in love with you

He loves how you can understand his mood swings

You admitted to being a little moody yourself

And he just feels better knowing he’s not the only one who gets down on himself

And you help him overcome his mood swings

If he’s ever in emo mode

Your always there to cheer him on and telling him to keep going

What you love about them

You love his energy

This boy acts like he can be up for 24 hours and still not be tired

And honestly

Your here for it

You’ve never really been able to find someone who could keep up with your energy levels

But now you e found someone who seems to have more energy than you

You love how much he cares about you

You saw how he reacted when you got a bloody nose

This mans would do anything for you

Someone’s bothering you? He’s on it

You skinned your knee? He’s right there with a band aid and kisses

He’s always looking out for you and you couldn’t be more grateful for that

Favorite things to do together

Ok so you guys have a bit of a long distance relationship

So he can’t see you every day :(

Which means his favorite thing to do with you is text you in the late hours of the night

Or even better! FaceTiming you

You guys have stood up so late just talking to eachother about whatever was on your minds

And when he can see you

He loves just doing random things with you

He cherishes the time he has with you in person

So he’s down to do anything really

Random Hc

He thought you hated him after the volleyball incident because of your rbf

You still have the best plush he bought you as a apology

He bought you both matching necklaces so that way you could always be together

God help anyone who’s around you when your both acting moody…

Scary shit right there

Sometimes you’ll just show up to Fukurōdani and surprise him

He loves it when you do that :))))

Astrology

Scorpio + Virgo

Compatibility 76%

That changeable nature of Virgo will be settled down by the fixed quality of their Scorpio partner, who will keep their relationship exciting for a very long time.

In general, there is a problem that these partners share when it comes to Venus, and their relationship is often a reflection of these troubles. This can lead to all sorts of emotional blackmail, their tendency to control each other’s lives, and if not this, than constant criticism that makes them both feel guilty or simply sad.

The best thing they can do is decide that they will value each other and be thankful for each other in this relationship.

If they develop a strong sense of gratitude, their relationship might be extremely deep, exciting and truly appreciated by both partners.

Overall Aesthetic

Crackhead

Songs-

Cherry Cola (kuwada)

Marlboro Nights(lonely god)

Run the world (dayglow)

Dance baby (boy Pablo )

Pump it (black eyed peas)

[writteninsunshine]

It’s In His DNA - Clint Barton/Pietro Maximoff - NSFW

Title: It’s In His DNA Author: Donnie Fandom: MCU Setting: Clint Barton’s Home Pairing: Clint Barton/Pietro Maximoff, Clint Barton/Laura Barton (Mentioned) Characters: Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Laura Barton (Vague Mention) Genre: Romance Rating: E Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 1831 Type of Work: One-Shot, Part of the Clint Barton Bingo: Round Two Series Status: Complete Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, ABO Dynamics, Claiming, Biting, Blood, Polyamory Mention,  Male omegas have both sets of genitals, Vaginal sex, Breeding, Alpha!Clint, Omega!Pietro, Hair Pulling Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. Summary: Clint is ready to stake his claim, but Pietro has to behave to get what he wants. AN: Hey, everyone! Here’s something a little different from what I’ve been writing lately because I started the Clint Barton Bingo! I got my card on the seventh and worked from the eighth to the tenth, apparently, on this. I don’t know if it’s very good, I’m sort of… Flying by the seat of my pants. The last little bit of this was written after a sad discovery and honestly? I’m really… Not okay. But I plan on writing more. I think writing is the only thing keeping me sane right now. Note about Pack Gene Alphas: A pack gene Alpha has what is called “Old Blood”, and is capable of mating more than one Omega at a time without any confrontations. Conversely, “feral” or pack gene Omegas (which are rarer than Pack Gene Alphas) can mate several Alphas at once with much less confrontation than usual. Feel free to use this idea if you like it!

Clint Barton Bingo Round 2 Masterlist It’s In His DNA ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A soft, contented sigh left the elder man as he drug his face up the smooth, pale expanse of skin over Pietro’s ribs. Kisses washed over Pietro’s flesh, only to be punctuated with another harsh bite that had the smaller man jerking a little into his mouth.

“Haven’t you eaten me already?” Pietro asked lazily, leaning into the Alpha’s mouth regardless. Clint chuckled softly, slowly biting his way up to the Omega’s ear before whispering against the shell of it. “I like seeing you covered in my marks. My Omega.” The subvocal growl in his voice made Pietro whimper softly, and he subconsciously lifted his hips as much as Clint’s body would let him. Grinding down against the cleft of Pietro’s ass, he smirked a little, sucking the lobe of his lover’s ear for a second before finally pulling away. “I can’t keep my mouth off of you.” “Obviously.” The cockiness in his smirk was offset by the love-drunk dullness to his eyes as he looked over his shoulder. “I’m delicious. Wanda did always say she’d eat me, first.” Raising a brow, Clint lifted his head, tugging some skin with him before letting it fall from his teeth. Giving the white-haired man a pointed look, he reached up to tug out his hearing aids, placing them on the bedside table with a purposefully languid motion. Pinning the Omega to the bed was easy enough, and having his attention was even simpler. Letting Pietro hear the pop in his jaw as his mouth opened, feeling him gulp at the wet sound of his lips parting, he leaned forward to latch onto the back of his neck. Clearly, he didn’t need to hear to know that Pietro’s loud croon filled the house when he finally sunk his teeth deep into his flesh. Blood flooded his mouth and he rocked his hips absently against the other’s strong thigh, closing his eyes to focus on the bond he was creating. Beneath him, Pietro wriggled minutely, mostly limp even as he rubbed himself hesitantly on the blanket he was pinned to. Eyelids fluttering against his cheekbones, he let out a ragged pant as his heart flooded with the knowledge that he was safe. For once in his life, he was safe, with an Alpha that wanted to love him. Never in Clint’s life did he think he could find an Omega that would both turn his world upside down and be willing to shack up with a pack gene Alpha. There was no telling when the pair had discovered their feelings for each other, but he’d been increasingly proud of Pietro for coming to him and presenting his case. It led to this moment, to be able to claim the only Omega other than his wife that had ever stolen his attention. Popping off, saliva and blood tethering them together in a thick, sickeningly pink string, Clint panted softly, staring down at the deep craters his teeth had made. Pregnant with blood, they didn’t leak until Pietro rolled onto his side and parted his jaw. Clicking his teeth twice, he tugged at Clint’s hair slightly, distracting him from watching the red pooling on the blanket. “Huh…?” He asked dumbly, blinking until blue eyes came into focus and Clint couldn’t help but smile slowly. His eyes stayed on Pietro’s lips, his attention on them whenever they moved. He’d have to grab his hearing aids again soon, knowing how much Pietro liked to talk. “It’s my turn.” Rising despite his sudden dizziness making the room spin, he crawled forward to nudge his nose into the juncture of Clint’s neck and shoulder. Finding the elder man’s collarbone, he took no time in digging in. Another throb of liquid love coursed through his veins as the circuit was completed, and Pietro’s eyes rolled back. His own hips jerked forward, and in a second his ruby red lips were pressed to Clint’s. Bowled over by the speedster’s excitement, Clint found himself on his back, digging his fingers into Pietro’s neck and relishing the sticky wet slide against his fingertips. Pietro’s hips rolled in a rhythm too quick to follow, and Clint’s patient, steady hands shot out to remind him what he needed to do. “Slow.” His voice was thick with arousal, and a particularly shaky round of Pietro’s hips poured a telltale gush of slick down his stomach, “And lower.” Pietro nodded just slightly, angling his hips back as he turned to look over his shoulder, gripping Clint by the base of his building knot. With those strong fingers digging crescents into his thin hipbones, Pietro let himself be guided back at the elder Alpha’s pace, even if he didn’t want to wait. Toes curling, he exhaled a loud, hoarse moan as Clint bottomed out inside of him, and his eyes rolled back, then closed. Pietro wasn’t the only one becoming a speechless mess, though, a low growl in his chest as the Omega sat still, getting used to the feeling of being full again. Whimpering after a solid minute of being held still, Pietro huffed and whined, giving a stuttered wriggle at first before amping up the speed and power to his movements. Clint didn’t seem particularly fussed with the writhing Omega in his lap, however, holding the other still until his muscles gave in. Despite himself, Pietro gave a high-pitched, disgruntled growl high in his nose, and Clint rubbed his hip lightly. “Shh, that’s it, Rabbit.” Clint purred, licking his teeth slow, “Shshsh, calm. I know you want to ride me like you stole me, baby, but it’s better if you have to wait for it.” “Nu ... am nevoie acum. Trebuie să fie acum.” As the Romanian fell from Pietro’s lips, Clint gave a sudden, harsh thrust upwards. A loud shriek peeled from his lips, and he babbled wordlessly for a moment. Seconds later, he was returned to being a whimpering mess, staring down at his lover with heavily lidded eyes, pupils blown wide. “De ce?” Clint answered him by reaching back over for his hearing aids, taking his time in putting them back in. Thankfully, his Omega knew better than to take advantage of his freed hips; Clint didn’t take kindly to being disobeyed. He wasn’t cruel, but this was sexual torture enough, Pietro wasn’t looking forward to anything more. “Believe me, pretty, I want to wreck you into next week--” “Then do it.” Pietro snapped impatiently, rocking his hips like it just might do something. Clint clamped his hands back down on those thin hips, narrowing his eyes slightly. “But, I need you to be able to listen to me. And I need you to be patient, and then I’ll tear you apart.” Wriggling again, Pietro huffed before sighing, dropping the tenseness in his muscles and trying to show he was pliant. Baring his neck, his shoulders fell back as he showed off his heaving chest, the wild look in his eyes enough to show he was barely holding it together. Letting his hands crawl up from Pietro’s hips to roam over his stomach and chest, Clint smirked. “Good boy.” The keening whine that earned him made him lean up as he thrust, moaning gently so as not to cover up Pietro’s purrs of pleasure, “Such a good boy for me.” Those strong hands finally reached Pietro’s neck, and he gently dug his fingers into the dip of his collarbone before both hands converged over his bite mark. Tugging Pietro down by it, he kissed him solidly, unrelenting as his hips finally snapped forward. The Omega saw stars blossom behind his eyelids, happy to purr his way through the vicious onslaught Clint had planned for him. Unable to stay on Pietro’s lips for too long due to his own distractibility, Clint sunk his mouth against his neck and shoulders instead; He all too happily left a collar of dark purple hickeys and rough, red-dotted bites behind. After a moment of thoroughly marking him, the Alpha couldn’t handle it anymore, uncurling from him to roll them suddenly. The Omega gave a startled yelp, staring up with wide eyes at the man above him. With Pietro finally pinned beneath him, baring all and prepared to get thoroughly pupped up, all he had to do was get him pressed down just right and take him. His instincts were screaming it at him; take, take, take. It didn’t really take long before Clint held Pietro down by his thighs, bowed over him as he pounded away at his tight, wet cunt. Grunting and growling possessively, he dug one hand into the fold of Pietro's hip to help him angle himself just right, reaching up with his free hand. Tugging his head down by a fistful of hair, he locked his lips over what he could reach of the mating mark he’d left behind. Biting it once more pulled the most beautiful cry he’d ever heard from Pietro and it only made him piston his hips forward that much quicker. It wouldn’t be a long session, not at this rate. Clint was high on their new bond, and he knew that there was no way that he could push himself back from the edge this time. A loud snarl marked the beginning of his knot popping in and out of his lover, and he felt his own eyes roll back. Pietro’s eyelids fluttered and he gasped loudly, shoving his ass back hard against the other’s hips to finally lock Clint’s knot in place. It pulled a guttural grunt from Clint, whose breath was punched from his chest like a physical blow. Gripping both hips tight once more, he rocked and rolled his hips to help milk himself, his mind long gone. All he could think about was filling his Omega, pupping him up good and proper, and using him to get what he wanted. He hated that last bit, the idea that he wanted to use and abuse Pietro, that he looked pretty with blood dripping down his pale skin, but his brain had all but absconded to leave behind instinct. By the time his hips began to slow and he leaned forward to rest against the other’s chest, he kissed his shoulder as he tried to shift them to lay on their sides. Clint needed to stay inside of him; the only acceptable amount of space apart was none. Tugging his new Omega close, Clint kissed his neck gently as his left hand slowly drug down his side, petting his hip. “You made me bleed a lot.” Pietro murmured absently, already half asleep. “I’ll clean you up. Go ahead and sleep.” Clint had a nice evening planned, even if Pietro slept through most of it. It would start with tending to his wounds and kissing over that mark for an hour, all while staying firmly locked inside of him. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ AN: So, I finally finished this. I’ve been working on it for two days, and I’m glad to finally get it done. It just seems like everything in my life keeps going to shit, but I’m trying to keep going. Translations: Nu ... am nevoie acum. Trebuie să fie acum. - Romanian - No... I need it now. It has to be now. De ce? - Romanian - Why? Prompt: G3 - Biting Anyway, I wanted to let you guys know that I have a writing discord, now! Here’s a link: discord.gg/3FuN9vy

[softboyhannibal]

hi, ur stuff on ao3 is rlly sweet and I saw u had written sfw age regression before and was going to prompt some ineffable husbands sfw age regression with crowley taking care of little aziraphale? hope ur day is great!

Oh heck yeah. I made it into a whole fic. Thank you for this❤️❤️

Sometimes, the world was a little too unforgiving.

Aziraphale lay alone, under a desk in his back room. He had been here for about an hour. He played absently with the thread of a cashmere cover. (Crowley had put some blankets and soft toys under there, for he knew Aziraphale crammed himself under whenever it was all too much.) He rocked his body back and forth, a fist in his mouth to bite down on. He was well aware that if Crowley were there he would be tutting, and pulling it away to kiss the knuckles. He thought briefly of biting his nails, but he had just been treated to a manicure recently - so decided against it.

There were signs, but Aziraphale pushed them back. He caught himself wiggling around in discomfort when simply thinking of past events. He let out little whimpers of displeasure at minute things. He was worrying his lip between his teeth, and had been wringing his hands about wildly for hours.

They had set a plan for if something like this were to happen back when he first began to regress, but it seeped out of Aziraphale’s mushy brain as soon as things began to go pear-shaped. Aziraphale were to call or text Crowley immediately, close the shop, and sit in a safe place. He had done quite the opposite - just slinked away from the customers and huddled under a desk.

Crowley could feel something was wrong, the same way he could tell if Aziraphale was on Earth or in Heaven - like a Spidey sense… expect an angel sense. Just the same, he finished business and headed home.

When he arrived, he scolded customers to get them to exit the shop. He blinked harshly, slamming the doors shut with a boom. Then, his face softened in preparation. He walked to their back room, expecting something terrible.

Aziraphale was too busy rocking to hear Crowley approaching. Upon Crowley’s entering, he didn’t even look up to greet him. He just stared at his socked feet, wiggling his hands that were still by his mouth. Crowley closed the short distance between them, and crouched down to his husband’s height.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Crowley said softly. He cupped Aziraphale’s face with one hand, and stoked his cheek with his thumb.

“What’s goin’ on? Why’re we sat under here?”

There was a comfortable silence while Crowley waited for Aziraphale to open up.

“...I tried to be big, but I couldn’t do it.”

“Why, that’s quite alright, little munchkin. D’you wanna be my little boy for the evening?”

Aziraphale waited a moment before nodding.

“I missed my baby today, you see. I was so lonely without his little cuddles,” Crowley said. “How about I get us up to bed?” He offered.

Aziraphale scooted out from his hiding place. He made grabby hands up at Crowley.

“Ohh, someone wants to be lifted! I suppose I could make that work.”

Crowley lifted his love into bridal style, and carried him up the stairs. He plopped Aziraphale onto their comfy bed and kneeled in front of him.

“Which pj’s would you like, dove?” Crowley said absent-mindedly.

Aziraphale chewed on the hem of his shirt. His jacket had been misplaced somewhere along the line.

“Ducks it is, then.” Crowley answered himself. “Arms up.”

Aziraphale obeyed. Crowley lifted off his sweater vest. He moved away to put it in the hamper, but Aziraphale whimpered.

“Shshsh. I know, baby.” He shushed as he walked to and from the closet at record speed. When he turned around, Aziraphale’s arms were still in the air. “Arms down, now, love.”

Crowley kneeled once again, and began to unbutton Aziraphale’s button up. When the shirt was open, he gave Aziraphale’s tummy a big kiss, and looked up at him. A sweet smile was shining down on him.

The shirt came off and was replaced with a fuzzy sweater with an embroidered duck on its front.

“Pants now, eh?”

He slipped Aziraphale’s pants off quickly, and left him in his underwear.

“Want to have a cuddle?” Crowley offered, and Aziraphale replied with a quick ‘mhmm’.

Crowley pulled the covers back and laid down, patting his chest in a ‘come here’ motion.

Aziraphale flopped his upper body onto Crowley’s chest and shoved his head into his neck. Crowley immediately began to pet his hair with a loose hand. “What a good boy you are. Crowley loves you very much, sweetheart, ya know?”

It always helped sink Aziraphale into a deeper headspace when Crowley talked in the 3rd person.

“Aren’t you just a darling angel, hmm?”

Crowley miracled up some warm milk with honey in a bottle.

“Look what Crowley has, sweetheart. Turn around for me, love.”

When he turned, it was apparent that Aziraphale had been crying. Crowley’s heart simply broke. (Not that he had one…. or anything like that…)

“Hey, sunshine.” Crowley whispered, leaning in to peck Aziraphale’s reddened cheeks. A plump hand grabbed the back of Crowley’s that was holding the milk. “You just love your milk, huh?”

Crowley pressed the tip of the bottle to Aziraphale’s lips, who opened his mouth expectantly. He suckled so hard that he usually choked once or twice, so Crowley had sat them up, and was holding Aziraphale’s head up. Crowley sang a proper lullaby to him, one about mockingbirds and diamond rings. When Aziraphale would sputter, he’d pull the bottle away and continue singing as the angel pouted. He rubbed his belly and pressed kisses to Aziraphale’s mousey white hair.

When Aziraphale finished his drink, they sat in a silence filled by breathing and some hiccups. Crowley’s glasses were off, and he caught the angel’s eyes occasionally. Once and a while, he’d boop the nose of Aziraphale, who would make a pure giggle. Crowley swooned.

“I think it’s bedtime for angels, what’d’ya say?”

He wasn’t expecting a response, because Aziraphale was usually nonverbal in this state, but he did get a reply of a small, “Crowley’s the best.”

“Yes he is! Don’t you ever forget it.” Crowley beamed, and kissed him on the cheek. “Love you, angel. Let’s take a rest together. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

[tarmairons]

re: that last hp ask i got

i know i said i wouldn’t be cross-posting my bellamort/dark au/riddle fam headcanons from twitter but i’ve decided to post a lengthy updated masterpost here after all so ENJOY bon apetit 

1. see the thing is that 90% of my hcs can’t be described with words bc they’re just.. feelings.. aesthetics.. vibes.. vague scenarios that make me feel some sort of way… the dark au has a certain Feel and i just stick a bunch of domestic concepts in there and shake it all up and that’s it shshsh

2. disclaimer: im like 75% sure my self indulgent ramblings won’t make sense so sorry about that

3. i was fully serious that one time i said on twitter that voldemort’s no.1 priority after taking over the wizarding world was doing sth about his snace (snake face) so yeah. first things first he’s not as fugly in the dark au. as mentioned previously he just looks like mr. ralph and probably wears ornate haute couture power suits

4. the public doesn’t actually know who the augurey is for YEARS… they know whoever it is is voldemort’s second in command and sure there’s rumors that he has an heir but nobody knows it’s delphi. this way she doesn’t have to be reclusive and hide away, she just lives her life, studies and trains, masters the art of dark magic, hangs around town etc, and no one suspects anything bc who would think this tiny super friendly innocent looking girl is the dark lord’s kid — her identity isn’t revealed until she’s deemed Ready to publicly take up her position. and when she is revealed it’s a Big Moment bc she’s a drama queen and lives for attention

5. delphi is taller than bellatrix

6. speaking of bellatrix. she’s presumed dead after the battle of hogwarts which turns out to be a cool bonus for the dark side. any leftover resistance? she’ll take care of that and they’ll never see her coming. tbh this seems a lot cooler in my head bc movie bellatrix would not be stealthy enough to stay hidden for years she would probs trip over something and accidentally commit arson within a few days. but yeah sneaky assassin sounds sexy. plus to be super honest i imagine bella is a teensy bit more collected than in the films... no shade at helena y’all know i would die for her but there are in fact things i would change about her bella. so yeah for a while the only people who know she’s alive aside from her immediate family are probs rod and the malfoys

7. hm so. the malfoys…. much to think about. narcissa did lie to voldemort’s face during the battle so logically he should have killed her the moment he realized she knew harry was alive all along. but this is a soft dark au so let’s pretend bellatrix was like hey dude don’t kill my sister maybe and voldemort was like k. i mean no harm done, harry potter is properly dead in this universe after all

8. but seriously tho. the only reason voldemort didn’t yeet narcissa into a wall was for bella’s sake. he’s nice like that, he probably promised her at one point that he wouldn’t violently murder her family. peak romance

9. delphi is surprisingly close with both her parents although with voldemort it’s more of a mentor-student relationship than a parent-child one bc he’s Like That. growing up it was always bella who insisted they treat delphi more like a child and less like a weapon and voldemort wasn’t always happy about that bc he’s emotionally constipated and also never had a childhood. also he’s, like, evil. so yes, reminding voldemort that delphi was her daughter too sometimes got bella in trouble bc we all know of voldemort’s superiority issues. but no bella didn’t stop insisting that delphi deserved an actual childhood and in the end they compromised like functional adults and delphi turned out pretty well for someone raised by 2 of the most terrifying people alive

10. but yeah that’s not to say voldemort and kid delphi never had soft moments. they did. he even picked her up every once in a while. everyone was surprised, bella most of all. she probably cried in the bathroom later bc the softness overwhelmed her. i’m not sure if i mean that in a sarcastic shitpost kind of way or if she was really moved to tears. y’all decide for yourselves

11. delphi looks very very much like bella but she has tom riddley eyes.. so dark they’re nearly black. and soulless. maybe they even flash red when she’s enraged. and she has very aristocratic very controlled tom riddley mannerisms. it’s not until you piss her off and she goes off the rails that the bella side of her personality kicks in

12. delphi gets along really well with the malfoys (except lucius. she thinks he’s pathetic and likes to tease him. in a friendly way but it’s still harsh. she gets that from her mom) esp scorp. scorp thinks this makes him cool at school bc he gets to fist bump the augurey and not get murdered for it

13. speaking of hogwarts. umbridge is scared shitless of delphi and it’s always a school-wide spectacle when the augurey drops by unexpectedly on official business and umbridge starts stuttering and quivering. scorp sometimes makes a point to approach umbridge and delphi when they’re talking and act all chummy-chummy with his cousin just to make himself look powerful and Cool in front of umbridge and the other students

14. i still don’t know whether voldemort would call delphi ‘delphini’ or just ‘delphi’… i imagine he’s a strict stick-up-his-ass kinda father but who knows. he does call bellatrix ‘bella’ but that’s different i guess

15. but THEN AGAIN he does have a gigantic soft spot for delphi too. maybe he slips up every so often and calls her delphi. i’m literally making this shit up as i go along i’m just smashing my mf keyboard and occasionally glancing at my messy hcs notebook. I TOLD YALL i don’t have solid hcs i just have VIBES and AESTHETICS. the only way you’ll get specific hcs out of me is if you ask very specific questions

16. weirdest brotp is delphi and rodolphus. nobody knows where that came from but they get along so well and it confuses everybody

17. we been knew that bella is batshit crazy and criminally insane or whatever but against all odds she is a surprisingly good mother. she’s always been soft for family (narcissa etc) so it makes sense that she would legit die for delphi. they have this super casual bantery relationship YALL GET ME bella is so proud of delphi she’s literally that “my little baby off to destroy people” meme!!! honestly mother-daughter relationships are my goddamn weakness i would die for the two of them

18. delphi has a gf (underdeveloped oc time!) who, for the longest time, doesn’t know who she is dating bc delphi is obviously not allowed to say. she finds out the truth eventually and she is properly freaked out for a very very long time. and since all of these hcs are stupidly soft we’re just gonna keep making them softer: the gf is terrified of delphi’s parents at first (obvs) but they’re both extremely fond of her (well, bella is, voldemort probs doesn’t care all that much about who delphi is dating so long as she’s not of subpar blood status or secretly spying for the opposition ya know. as long as delphi trusts her he does too)

19. no but really voldemort trusts delphi and bella implicitly. with delphi it’s bc he raised her and he trusts her to be loyal bc she knows no other way, she was meant to be an extension of his power etc. but with bella it’s something he learns over time, to trust her judgement bc despite her many many flaws she’s very perceptive and usually right

20. voldemort probably makes more horcruxes. still haven’t decided how this ties in with the fact that he’s now safely immortal again and neither delphi nor bella are. who knows maybe they all do the do and split their souls. much to think about. feel free to send ur thots and ideas my way

21. ya know im basic and always on my bellamort bs and therefore: as the years go by voldemort warms up to bella. not that he wasn’t already extremely fond of her before but he kicks it up a notch. i mean, he’s already taken over the world so it’s high time to start experimenting with other wilder things like Feelings. 80/90 years old isn’t too late to experience Love or whatever. might as well wake up one day and realize you’re completely and utterly in love with the woman you’ve spent the last 50+ years with whew. LIKE to be fair bella knows him better than anyone — they understand each other, they’re familiar with each other’s likes, dislikes, mannerisms, nervous tics etc etc. let’s be real it freaked voldemort out at first, being vulnerable to any degree (not that he let it show) but it just became so easy to tell her things that it became a natural thing to do. and obvs he trusts her to keep everything between them and never judge him for anything so that’s sweet

22. y’all keep asking me for domestic hcs but what can i possibly say?? imagine literally any domestic scenario ever and just think bellamort and i’ve probably imagined that same scenario before. except its sexier bc the world is dark and evil and they live in a dark gloomy super fancy manor. so we have these 2 goths right but they’re in love but in that casual familiar way YALL GET ME and sometimes they even drink coffee together in the mornings or like. do that thing where Person A returns from work late at night and its dark and raining and Person B is already home just chilling and they don’t even have to talk they just go about their nighttime routine but it’s soft and familiar and COMFORTABLE. i clearly dont have enough softness in my life i just. love domestic scenarios bye

23. i forgot everything else i wanted to write bc i got distracted by domesticity. im also thinking about how voldemort absolutely despises the thought of any pda but he’ll take bella by the wrist in public every so often when he wants to get her attention, or like. put his hand on her back. small things but oh so soft

24. hhhh okay i have a LOT to say about the power fam’s fashion choices but it’s hard to explain without pictures. i have a wholeass ppt presentation but i’m not about to upload 20+ slides to tumblr. but i seriously was not kidding when i said voldemort wears fancy suits and yes i have references. meanwhile delphi is a fan of feathers but mostly goes with lowkey military-style outfits.. she’s practical yet ostentatious. bella sticks to a conservative yet undeniably sexy selection of evil looking dresses.. i should make all of these into pinterest boards hmm

25. controversial opinion but i think delphi knows she and voldemort are half bloods. so does bella but that’s a whole other story, she been knew. anyhow yeah delphi was told the truth bc it was better for her to find out from the source rather than hear rumors from the opposition and begin to distrust the foundations of voldemort’s whole empire and voldemort himself

26. i used to absolutely hate fics where bella would eventually call voldemort by his name but now im like FUCK THAT we don’t do guilty pleasures anymore we just stan ridiculous things and that’s that. one day voldemort had a Thought (shocking, i know) and was like. Hm so we have a wholeass child and we’re basically married maybe bella shouldn’t have to call me My Lord for the rest of her life. BUT ONLY IN PRIVATE. THATS BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM it’s nobody’s business. It Is Nobody’s Business

27. speaking of marriage. bella and rod got divorced a few years after the battle. it was just a formality tho let’s be real. they remained very close friends tho!!!!!!!! i think that’s an unpopular opinion among bellamort stans but i genuinely believe bella and rod were always close the way best friends or family are ya know. rod really loves bella but as long as she’s happy he’s happy even if it means her fucking the dark lord on the reg or whatever

28. going back to #6 — when the public finally finds out that bella’s alive they obviously start to wonder about her and voldemort and connect the dots re: delphi etc but nobody ever gets any concrete answers bc there’s never any public pda.. any sort of affection is limited to when it’s just the two of them. and obviously it’s not like voldemort gossips about his private life in tabloid interviews or whatnot. ALSO the whole Bella Is Alive reveal isn’t nearly as dramatic as delphi’s big moment.. it’s more discreet and insidious in that way it implies that she was there hiding in plain sight all along. and if the ministry can keep sth this big a secret, what else are they hiding.. ah classic intimidation tactics of an authoritarian regime

29. i dont think this is ever stated in the CC but in terms of politics and bureaucracy i imagine voldemort has a fancy office in the ministry and spends 99% of his time there and rarely spends any time out and about. he’s almost never seen by anyone, rarely attends events etc. delphi’s the one who handles the day to day shit in the wizarding world. she’s like.. the public relations manager.. between the public and voldemort

30. bella is of similar status within the ministry but that’s just bc people are scared shitless of her. she doesn’t actually hold any political power and she most certainly does not want to, that is not her area of expertise at all

31. delphi is dangerously powerful and i think that’s really sexy of her

32. re: #21 it’s like. as voldemort warms up to bella, she in turn chillaxes a bit with the whole blind devotion thing and becomes bolder with him like. she’ll outright question his decisions or tell him what he should do, make judgement calls etc. and it becomes a regular thing.. turns into this casual companionship ya feel.. i won’t say they become equals bc that’s just unrealistic but he certainly stops treating her like his inferior. he recognizes her value and i daresay her authority and stops treating her like shit all the time Wow Romance Is Alive!! (this sounds like some sort of “douche fuckboi changes for his poor mistreated love interest” schtick but it’s really not that bc they’re both monstrous people who do not deserve any pity so jot that down. they’re horrible and they deserve each other and they eventually do make it work and i am so so happy for them)

33. it is never outright stated that voldemort can’t love. jkr has said that he doesn’t understand love and that it’s just symbolism!!! that he’s the child of a loveless union and grew up without knowing love!!! BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN HE PHYSICALLY CANNOT LOVE thanks for coming 2 my ted talk. i wasn’t aware of this until a few months ago and i was thrilled to find out my soft hcs are not entirely ooc after all

34. THE POINT IS. THEY ARE A SEMI-FUNCTIONAL FAMILY and i just really love soft domestic scenarios so sorry jkr but the dark au is the only canon now and it belongs to me. everybody has feelings and everything is soft. i’d like to pitch an idea for a kuwtk style reality show but it’s these 3 sociopaths under one roof navigating family life and wizarding world politics

35. to finish i’d like to apologize for downplaying the fact that all 3 of the people i woobified in this post are psychotic murderers and tyrants etc

—— i’ll be updating this if/when i remember anything i forgot AND ALSO send me ur thoughts and comments and constructive criticism etc pls pls pls 

—— follow me on twitter and also curiouscat bc i get a scary amount of q’s about voldemort’s sex life thank you and goodbye

edits:

36. in this household we stan dark haired delphi. no i will not be taking any criticism regarding this particular fact

37. bella and voldemort never get married. obviously, because that’s a disgustingly romantic and pointless thing to do. it’s sentimental and unnecessary (well, voldemort thinks so, bella might just disagree but she’s not about to force his hand) BUT that’s not to say they’re not basically an old married couple anyway. AND as much as voldemort thinks love is weakness or whatever he knows this, that they’re about as close as two people can get. SO if he just so happens to gift her a ring.. well it’s a purely symbolic gesture but the implication is definitely there

38. it’s the horcrux ring. he trusts her that much. m y  h e a r t

[boreussia-durmmund]

9th door - A Fever

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She coughed for another time before letting her head fall against her Daddy's chest. Vicky was sitting in Roman's lap tired out and very sick.

He caressed her burning forehead again and looked a little sceptically to Isabelle who wordlessly gave him the thermometer.

“Baby girl, I'm gonna take your temperature again. You're still feeling very hot, angel.” he explained but Vicky didn't even bother to put up a fight anymore and this was not making it any better.

Roman was severely concerned about her wellbeing, if her fever will not go down in the next twenty minutes, they would need to take her to a hospital.

“Shshsh” Roman shushed his little sunshine who was whimpering while he inserted the ear thermometer, waiting just a few seconds for the measurement.

“It's just 39.8 degrees now.” Roman stated neutrally.

“That's less than before.” Isabelle commented but she didn't sound relieved either.

The temperature was a little lower than before but it wasn't the number on the thermometer which was scaring both of them but more how Vicky behaved.

She was quiet, she hadn't said a word in more than three hours, she barely had eaten anything since lunch and wasn't fighting against the awful tasting cough syrup or the medicine hopefully reducing her fever. It was worrying both of them extremely.Roman just wanted to take this away, he would be so much rather sick than her.

“Let's try cold calve compresses?” Roman suggested now that Vicky had stopped shivering.

Isabelle nodded and prepared everything while he just held their daughter tight who was whimpering between every cough because these were hurting her chest and her throat.

“It's okay. Little sunshine. I know it hurts but mummy and daddy are here and soon it will be better.” he tried to sound optimistic to encourage her.

They waited patiently for Isabelle's return and Victoria just let herself fall heavier against Roman's chest who was willing to hold for as long as he needed to.

He lifted her up a little so Isa could out a towel on Roman's lap because they knew it was senseless trying to lay her down, she didn't want to and they didn't want to make this any worse.

“She's gonna sleep in our bed tonight.” Roman whispered while Isabelle put the wet and cold towel around her daughter's legs who just sighed in response. She seemed to like the sensation which was a good sign. “Of course.” Isabelle responded “Hopefully.” she added not so sure about this yet.

Once she was done she sat down next to Roman, holding his left hand in her right one, praying, hoping she would be better soon. They didn't want to take her to a hospital she wasn't even three years old yet and shouldn't experience a night at a hospital yet.

Half an hour later they took her temperature again, it was only 39 degrees now and she had fallen asleeep against Roman's chest so they just took her, the medicine and the towels upstairs and spend the rest of the night tensely sleeping and getting up twice to check her temperature again but it decreased during the night and the next morning she was so much better.

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[official-impravidus]

Snowed In A Supermarket

When the akuma attack had started it was only a light flurry. A bit of a chill under the magical pleather and latex, but Ladybug and Chat Noir had to find this akuma.

From what they could tell, they were a stuffed animal that could personify other stuffed animals and toys. That made it a little hard to find them in the local Carrefour supermarket with the giant toy section.

The toys weren’t particularly hostile. In fact, they were an army of dancing entertainers for the main stuffed toy. It took an embarrassing two hours of fighting and getting through every one of the toys until they found the akuma in the pacifier in the stuffed white bunny’s mouth and purified it into a white butterfly. Transforming from the tiny fluffy animal, laid a baby, tears already forming in her eyes.

“We should really find her parents.” Ladybug said to her blonde partner. He heard her earrings beep their last beep.

“Go ahead out. I’ll find them.” She smiled gratefully and handed him the child. He sat down, shushing and humming as he bounced the baby and tried not to touch her with his claws. He wanted to calm her down before he went to find her parents.

Marinette, on the other side of the store, stared out of the sliding doors, snow now six feet high.

“Awesome. Great. Fantastic! Perfect.” She sighed and called across the store, “Hey Chat?” The boy in black set the baby down on a pile on the bed display, not wanting to yell near her fragile ears.

“What do you need, Bugaboo?” She rolled her eyes at the nickname, but was too focused on their situation to give a witty comeback.

“Chat, we’re snowed in!”

“What?” She sighed again, yelling louder,

“I said we’re snowed in!”

“Uh no that wasn’t like a ‘what’ like ‘what did you say’ but a ‘what’ like ‘oh really?’ C-can we talk uh not across a large supermarket?” She shook her head, even though she knew he couldn’t see her.

“I’m detransformed! And my kwami needs to recharge!” He nodded.

“Uh okay! Well I’m sure whatever she likes is in here! I’ll just uh stay here!” Adrien turned to the baby who was now babbling and making grabby motions with her hands. He could tell she was only four, maybe five months old. When he went to hold her, she began to cry at the feeling of his suit against her soft and fragile baby skin.

“Plagg, Claws In.” She immediately calmed down at the feeling of his warm fingers supporting her bare arms. “That’s good sweetie. It’s alright. It’s just me.” She grabbed his fingers and he felt his heart warm. “Oh your little fingers are so tiny!” he gushed. “Oh oop that’s my finger in your mouth. Okie dokie you really like my finger. If that’s what makes you happy. Uh what do I call you? I’ll call you Emma. That’s a nice name. Huh Emma? Mhm.” She continued to teeth on his finger and Ladybug approached him from behind but turned around quickly when she saw he was detransformed.

“Uh Chat! I got Tikki, my kwami, some cookies. I can see the baby is in good hands, but I think we are going to be stuck here for a while.” He hummed an affirmation and kissed Emma’s head.

“She only likes skin to skin contact so I think it’s best if we stay detransformed around her.” She frowned.

“But Chat, you know our identities…”

“Have to stay a secret, I know. But do you really think we can stay transformed for the entire day? Two? Maybe even three days? That would be asking so much from our kwamis.” She nodded, about to respond when he exclaimed a high pitched yelp.

“She just threw up on me. I’m gonna go get a change of pants, can you clean her up?” She nodded.

“Will do. We will talk about this later, okay Chat?” He looked back to Ladybug still turned away from him.

“Yes we will.” And off he went to the athleticwear section of the store. As Marinette detransformed, the baby cried at the bright light.

“Oh shshsh. It’s alright.” She rocked the baby in her arms, wiping her mouth with the clean part of her onesie. “Let’s go get you cleaned up, okay sweetie?” Marinette has taken off her onesie, leaving her in her diaper. As they walked, Marinette pointed at everything to keep her distracted. “Look at the red and the blue! Oh look at the teddy bear!” The baby made grabby motions at the teddy bear. “How about you stay here and play with him, and I’ll be right back?” At this point, the baby wasn’t listening and was clutching weakly at the fuzzy toy.

Marinette, knowing she only had a small time slot, ran to the baby section, grabbing formula, a bottle and baby wipes. She then ran aimlessly around the store to get a blanket to wrap around the small infant. When she arrived back to the child, she was still playing with the teddy bear. Marinette sighed a breath of relief and went back to where they had first been, so Chat knew where to find her.

Adrien returned to the spot, walking backwards towards Ladybug, so he wouldn’t see her face in respect of her wishes.

“Uh Ladybug? I’ve gotta warn you, I couldn’t find any pants, just these tight bermuda shorts, so I look a little ridiculous.” She blew air from her nose as she stifled a laugh.

“Of course that’d happen to you, Chat,” she said, not looking up from the baby. Suddenly she gasped. He turned around, his eyes closed, very concerned.

“What’s wrong?” She laughed uncomfortably.

“I guess the way I’m holding her, she thought… well she’s used to… she thought I was breastfeeding her.” He raised his eyebrows, trying to keep his eyes from opening. Marinette pulled her higher

“I-I see.” There was a pause of silence. “So uh about our identities…”

“I think you’re right, Chat. I really trust you and the with the situation we are in, there’s nothing we can do. I’m ready to know.” She chuckled slightly. “And Paris is a big place, it’s not likely we even know…” she looked up and stopped. “Adrien?” He opened his eyes upon hearing his name. His lips parted slightly as his grin became wide.

“Marinette.” He giggled to himself. “You’re… Marinette.” Still awestruck, she responded breathlessly,

“And you’re Adrien.” He let out another breath as he smiled and crouched down to sit next to her.

“I’m so happy it’s you. I’m so happy that Ladybug wasn’t just this facade of heroism that I was hopelessly falling for. You’re a real person and you’re… you’re Marinette. One of the greatest people I know.” She felt blush covering her cheeks as she stared up at him. Adrien Agreste.

Not once did she ever imagine her goofy, selfless, brave, flirtatious best friend be the boy she was pining over. She never realized that Adrien was the same guy who told her about his hard, lonely home life and grief of his mother. She never could imagine that the guy who liked to flex his muscles, jump into the beams of akumas, and did handspring tucks was the same reserved, quiet, polite guy that she had fallen for.

But then everything clicked. The guy she hadn’t given a chance. The guy who truly loved her even behind the superhero personality. The guy who listened to her when she had a hard day and who fought by her side. The guy who shared memories only the two of them could ever have. She did love Chat Noir more than she realized. And now she had the epiphany, that she didn’t give Chat a chance because she was so blindly enamoured by someone she put on an impossibly high pedestal. He was better than she ever imagined, because he was real, and he was there, and she loved him. Not the rose colored dream boy, the boy that stood there right now.

So there he was, the boy she loved with all of her heart, wearing stupid athletic shorts that showed off more than she ever imagined to see, and true admiration in his eyes, and she hasn’t said anything to him.

“Marinette? Are you okay? Do you not…”

“I love you,” she blurted out.

“Y-you what?” Her eyes went wide and the baby started to cry.

“One second, I’ll… I… just one second okay?” She cooed and whispered and bounced and all the things that made this little ticking time bomb feel better, but nothing was making her feel better. She felt her diaper and whispered an “ah” to herself. “Her diaper is full. Do you uh know how to change a diaper?” He shook his head. “Well crap. Neither do I.” She laid her down and began to undo the diaper. Taking a baby wipe she cleaned her messy bum and held the now naked child.

“Marinette can we uh talk about…” she shushed him.

“I’m trying to figure out how to put on her diaper. Hold her.” As he stammered out a response, she carefully shoved the baby into his arms.

“Hewwo Emma. Awen’t you the cutest thing in the wowld?” Marinette looked up with a diaper in her hand.

“Emma?” He looked back.

“Oh that’s what I’m calling her. I didn’t want to call her ‘unnamed child’ while we are with her.” Marinette just nodded, taking her back in her arms.

“Here we go, Emma. A new diaper.” Marinette realized quickly that it is much easier than she expected to put a diaper on a squirmy baby. Picking her up, she wrapped the small chubby ball of energy in her blankie and turned back to Adrien.

“What were we talking about?” Adrien rocked back and forth.

“You uh… you said…” Her eyes widened.

“Uh right. I… I did. So about that…”

“Did you mean it?” She was taken aback by the question.

“What?” He stepped closer to her.

“Just… if you didn’t mean it and it was a spur of the moment thing, I get it. I just, I don’t want to get my hopes and no one has ever truly told me that, I mean sure I have my fans but they’re not I mean they’re not you and I…” at this point, Marinette had set the baby down on the bed and was pulling him down with a hand on the back of his neck, her lips connecting with his. The shock dissolved and he was relaxed, his hands instinctively going to grab her cheeks. She ran her fingers through his hair as their lips moved against each other’s. There was no tongue, there was just lips against lips, a sweet and passionate first real kiss between the teens. As they pulled away, they were out of breath.

“Adrien, I meant it.” He just nodded, breathless. Turning to the baby, she sighed.

“Let’s go find her a baby bed and get some rest, okay? It’s getting dark out now and she’s looking exhausted. It’s been a busy day for her.” He agreed and they got settled for the night. The small child’s eyelashes fluttered as she began to drift to a happy sleep.

“Are you okay sharing this bed with me?” Adrien asked. Marinette smiled genuinely and nodded. She pulled her hair out of her pigtails and decided that she would sleep in her bra that night.

Marinette and Adrien did not get much sleep because as they learned very quickly, babies get hungry during the night. A lot.

[awakeshedreams]

Won’t You Let Me Love You?

Credit to original gif owner.

Prompt: "let me love you."

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Summary: Jungkook wants you let him love you like a man loves a woman but you're making it hard.

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff if you squint.( one shot)

Wordcount: 3.1k

Warnings: infidelity, Jungkook being a soft heart breaking baby boi and rough heart breaking d*dd* at the same time rip yeah that's about it!

Request:

A/N: Hey guys ! So this was unfinished in my drafts and I decided to finish it up and post it real quick ~ I wanted to get this up before the comeback because it's gonna be stressful and hectic but still fun you know but imma be even more mentally messed up shshsh anyways I hope you guys enjoy this piece and have a great day/night 💜 P.S ignore any grammatical errors I really can't write for shit now especially and I apologise for the shit smut anon :")

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The moment you walk into your apartment you feel like collapsing onto the floor.

You were so tired.

Work was hectic today, for some reason everyone just couldn't do shit well and so you had to take over. Not only that but none of the meetings were productive.

Not to mention that your good for nothing cheating husband had come to work and asked about him.

You of course ignored him, feeling that you didn’t even need to explain yourself to the likes of someone as trashy as him. How can he act like he cares about what you're doing and who you were sleeping with when he had broken his vow and has been fucking any young in a skirt for a long while now.

You had him escorted out of your office, reminding him of what you would do if he came close to Jungkook and tried to hurt him. You were very protective of Jungkook, you would do anything to protect him.

That aside, you're very glad that today was Friday and next 2 days would be spent at home.

You would get to spend more time with him.

Jungkook. He would be so happy, it’s not every weekend you come back to him and spend the whole time with him.

“Y/N-noona?”

Speaking of the devil, you smirk.

You hear his voice call and you can tell that he is probably sat in the living room.

You take off your shoes and head in further.

“Jungkook,” you smile once he comes insight, sat on the floor in front of the large screen T.V. watching anime.

He's such a kid.

He smiles back at you and you open your arms wide, inviting him into your welcoming embrace.

He doesn’t hesitate to immediately get up on his feet, almost running to you and you can’t help but chuckle at how excited he is.

You almost fall over once he comes at you with full force, but his strong arm around your waist pulls you closer and into him.

“Welcome back,” Jungkook says into the crook of your neck with a sudden change in tone, sounding raspier and deeper, the heat of his breathe on your neck making the hair on your body stand as you feel the pit of your tummy stir.

“Thank you,” you smile nervously as you caress the nape of his neck with shaking fingers.

“Noona, are you okay?” he asks and you swear you feel him smirk against your neck but you don’t address it.

“So how was college?” you ask as you clear your throat and manage to pull away from the hug, resting your hands over his solid chest while his arms stays around your waist still quite tight, not leaving much space between the two of you.

He immediately frowns and you furrow your brows.

“Jungkook? What’s wrong? Is everything okay at college?” you ask in concern as you place a hand on his cheek and look into his eyes.

“Can we not talk about it.” He says rather than ask, seeming quite upset and angry about something.

“Jungkook, what’s going on? I’m pretty sure I’ve paid for the whole semester already? Are the bothering you still? Or is the money for the textbook not enough, I’ll send more-“ you begin but you are cut off when Jungkook abruptly grabs your hand over his cheek, making you flinch.

“For once, please, when I'm with you, can you stop reminding me that I'm just a horny and poor brat who leeches off of your money?” He glares at you and you swear you hear his voice falter.

You sigh as you close your eyes. Not again.

For some reason, Jungkook has been as moody as a teenager as of recently and you found it cute how he wanted to spend more time with you; he had even suggested the idea of spending the weekend together. You were quite happy about it and didn’t think much of It, Jungkook was shy outside the bedroom, he didn’t speak too much or voice his own opinions that much. So that for you was progress.

And it wasn’t even that he was uncomfortable with you. He just liked the idea of you taking care of him and being in charge, he would tell you to order for the both of you, he never once denied any of the gifts you had gotten him even if they weren’t really his cup of tea, he would also let you take control in the room sometimes.

But as of recently, it seems that something was off. He would be doing the most to almost appear... macho? It’s like when a teenager begins to rebel and act like an adult, they’re done being babied and taken care of and just want to be the boss of everything and let people know, in this case let you know. It's like he’s trying to make a point. It almost seemed like he was attempting to compete with your husband, which he didn’t have to because he was already 100 times better in every aspect.

“Jungkook, is there something going on that you're not telling me about?” you ask feeling slightly fed up and wanting him to get straight to the point.

He looks at you for a while before walking off to the room.

You furrow your brows as you huff. Who does he think he is ?

You stomp down the living room following him with hot heels, managing to grab his hand before he fully walked in.

“Jungkook you brat, I’m talking you, I asked you a damn question, and I expect you to answ-" you begin but he turns around and shoves you against the wall, trapping you in between his hands that slammed against the wall beside your head as he hovered over you.

“What do you think you're-" you begin again feeling livid but your words are swallowed by Jungkook who has crashed his lips against yours.

You protest at first, but it’s hard to resist and slowly, your lips start moving in sync, like they always do.

You gasp into the kiss when one hand applies pressure on the curve of your back to push your lower body closer to him and you feel the shape his hard member press against your belly.

He takes that chance to deepen the kiss, tounges mingling as he smirks against your lips.

You wrap your arms around his neck as he begins unbuttoning your top, revealing your lace bra.

He fondles your breasts and pinches your hardening nipple through your flimsy bra, making you moan in pleasure.

He pulls aways suddenly, the both of a pair of panting heaving messes.

“I’m not a kid Noona, or do I have to remind you?” he says with a raspy deep voice as his dark lust filled eyes bore into yours and you feel a shudder run down your spine.

“Baby, You think you can remind me?” You taunt with a playful smirk.

“Oh I can, and I will. And this time, I’ll make sure you never forget.” He smirks wickedly and you feel your knees give up on you.

But all you do is huff and try to hide how affected you are.

“I'll let you try,” you smirk and he just stares at you with an unreadable expression.

You want to ask him what’s on his mind but he cuts you off by crashing his lips onto yours and pressing his body flush onto yours, hands roaming all over your body as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer.

“Jump.” He says in between the kiss and you do, he hoists you up by his hold on your waist so you end up wrapping your legs around his waist.

He moves from your lips to placing kisses around your jaw, making you whimper when he sucks harshly at a soft spot just below your ear before proceeding to trail kisses down your neck, sucking lightly.

“Y/N- noona, you might think I'm just a little boy but you and i both know I'm more of a man , a gentleman even, than your husband will ever be in a lot of ways.” He says as he smirks against your neck.

You moan when he presses his hard member against your clothed throbbing core, proving his point.

“J-jungkook,”

He inches your skirt up, until it comes to bunch up your waist.

You hear the sound of metal clanking while he continues torturing the expense of your collar bones and without warning, the tip of his already free cock is rubbing at our clothed core.

Your head rolls back at the feeling of him smearing his precum on the wet spot on your panties, the friction of your underwear rubbing against your folds and clit making you moan as your grip on his hair tightened.

“I want you Jungkook,” you pant and you feel him smirk against your neck.

He doesn’t do anything, in fact he halts in his motion.

Your eyes shoot open as you furrow your brows.

“Jungkook please-"

Your breath hitches as he shoves himself in you balls deep, his whole cock filling you in so well that you roll your head back in pleasure and claw at the nape of his neck, leaving red nail marks that you'd need to treat later.

As rough as he is trying to be, he lets you adjust for a bit before he starts moving.

He is merciless with his sharp hip movements, he pounds into you, making sure you feel him hit your g spot with every thrust as your nails dig into the skin of his shoulders.

“Can your pussy of a husband fuck you like this, huh?” he demands to know, thrusting harder into you as he stresses his words.

“No, only you,” you moan as your head rolls back when he starts kissing your neck, his soft actions contrasting his savage thrusts.

You feel like your about to fall apart but his strong arms around your waist keeps you up as he fucks you into the wall, taking your breathe away with every thrust as you feel your orgasm get closer.

You hold him tighter as you buck your hips against his wildly before coming undone around him, twitching as your juices covered his cock.

He let's your feet fall onto the floor once he pulls out, and you almost fall but he wraps his arm around your waist.

You’re a panting mess as you lean against the wall and try to catch your breathe.

“We're not done.” Jungkook whispers in your ear, sounding as energetic as ever.

“What?” Your eyes shoot open.

.

You were now laying in bed, Jungkook arms wrapped around your waist pulling your bare back tight into his naked chest.

You were exhausted, Jungkook didn’t give you a break and you're not complaining because you enjoyed every moment of it.

Still, this position after sex wasn’t a regular one.

More often than not, Jungkook would be fast asleep on your chest, or at least pretending to be. He would wrap his hands around your waist tight so you wouldn’t be able to leave in the morning thinking he’s asleep.

“Noona?” he calls out, chest vibrating against your back.

“Yea?”

“Um, I... I’m sorry for being a brat earlier.” He confesses into your neck and you smile, bringing your hand up to pat his cheek.

“Its okay, Jungkook.” You reassure but you can sense that he still has more to say.

“Its just I... got mad when you brought college up and how you pay for it. And it's not that I'm ungrateful for it or anything it’s just...”

“Its just what Jungkook?” you ask as you turn around to face him, and you giggle at how flustered he looked. Even in the dimly lit room, you could see a faint red tint sprinkled over his cheeks.

“Its just, for me, this, what we have and what we are is more than just that. You’re more than just a ‘sugar mommy’ to me and I want to be more than just your ‘sugar baby.” He confesses all the while looking into your eyes and this time, it’s your turn to be flustered.

“W-what do you mean?” you ask, clearing your throat when your voice cracked mid way.

“I mean, I like you. A lot.” He says as he giggles and you look at him stunned with your mouth slightly agape.

“Huh?” is all you manage to say after awhile sitting up, covering your bare chest with the sheets.

“I like you a lot. I think I might be in love even.” He shrugs as he sits up too and you look at him like he’s mad.

Him... in love with you?

You furrow your brows as you try grasp the confession and connect the dots... is that why he was acting a lot more clingier and has been trying to impress you by being independent?

“Why?” you ask in a low voice.

“What do you mean why Noona? You're acting really silly.” Jungkook chuckles.

But when his eyes land on your face and he takes in your glassy eyes his eyes widen.

You begin sobbing. And Jungkook is immediately panicking.

“Noona, why are you crying?”

You don’t respond but instead just wrap your arms around his neck and nuzzle your neck into the crook.

It’s been so long since you’ve actually heard any sort of verbal romantic and affectionate confession from anyone and it’s just so overwhelming.

Jungkook slowly wraps his arms around you as he awkwardly pats your back, trying to comfort you.

“You're such a prick! I thought you hated me and were going to leave...” you cry as you try to hide your true thoughts  and he chuckles.

“I’m sorry I made you think that.”

After a while of silence you finally stop crying, but you stay in his arms.

“Jungkook,” you call and he hums.

“For liking me, a lot. Thank you.” You say and he doesn’t respond.

“But I hope you know that there are better people out there, not some horny lady who is taking advantage of your unfortunateness and youth for her own good. You deserve better. Maybe it’s because I’m the only one you’ve been sleeping with for some time now. Maybe this is a sign I should let you go-“

“Noona!” Jungkook cuts you off, voice shaky with his grip on you tighter than ever, afraid that if he loosens even a bit, you'll walk away.

You pull away, trying your best to keep your face stoic as your heart broke at the sight of his now red nose and glassy eyes.

“Noona, pretend I never said anything. Let’s get back to how it was. I’m sorry.” He says as he holds onto your hand and you try so hard to hold back another sob as you shut your eyes.

“Jungkook,”

“Noona I swear, I promise I’ll be a good boy and I won't-"

“Jungkook!” You shout, making Jungkook flinch as a tear escapes your eye.

“It's over.” You say firmly before getting off the bed, your hand slipping out Jungkook's grip that had gone loose.

“Don't worry about anything. I’m going to keep funding you. You can continue staying here too. You’re a good kid and you’re very talented, I’m not going to give up on your dreams because of this. I believe in you.” You say once you reach the door, not turning to look at him even once but you can already guess how he is.

You can hear him sniffling, just how red was his nose now? Just how puffy were his eyes? Just how much tears has he shed? Your heart is still curious and longs to see his face but you don't turn around.

He doesn’t respond.

“Goodnight Jungkook.” You say before heading out, picking up your discarded clothing and putting it on before grabbing your shoes and heading for the door, hands resting hesitantly over the doorknob before you finally open the door and walk out. You weren’t going to spending the weekend, or any other weekend how you'd imagine you would, after all.

When you get into your car, you sit in silence for awhile.

And then you start crying, silently sobbing behind the tinted glass of your range rover, almost a whole hundred storeys down but still you don’t want Jungkook to hear, see or know about your current situation. You laugh at your self.

“How can you be heartbroken at your big age, Y/N?” you mock your self.

You can’t be selfish anymore than you had been, Jungkook was young and had so many dreams and he was so talented. He has so much of the world to see before he decides that of all people in the world, he would be with you. You had used his poor financial situation for your own benefit, he was such an angel but you were so selfish.

He doesn't know what he’s talking about, he doesn't really mean it, that’s what you tell  yourself again and again.

But you fear that’s not true. And selfishly, you anticipate that not being true at the same time.

Even still, it didn’t matter how you felt. It was best to let him go.

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HEHE so that's it ~ tell me how you guys liked it and let me know if you have any requests 💜

[sandiegodjstaci]

Sue & Ian's "Lawful" Williams Barn Wedding

Sue & Ian's "Lawful" Williams Barn Wedding

Of all the San Diego wedding DJs calling America’s finest city home, Sue & Ian chose me to DJ and MC their “lawful” Williams Barn wedding on Saturday, May 18, 2019. The following write-up is based on San Diego DJ Staci’s crazy organized & detailed outline for this Williams Barn wedding in San Marcos.

THE WILLIAMS BARN WEDDING CEREMONY

Prelude ➔ Classical, Piano, Vitamin String Quartet, Movie Scores

Processional groom then bride ➔ “Rhapsody in Blue,” Leonard Bernstein (play from beginning)

Recessional ➔ “Rhapsody in Blue,” Leonard Bernstein (cue to 10:10)

  (c) San Diego DJ Staci, the Track Star

THE COCKTAIL HOUR & DINNER MUSIC

While San Diego DJ Staci offers couples pre-set cocktail & dinner playlists to choose from, Sue & Ian opted to use DJ Staci’s “Ultimate Big Band/Old Jazz/Swing Wedding Cocktail Hour Playlist” plus hand-select some of their own background music for their Williams Barn wedding in San Marcos.

Cocktail/Dinner Music ➔ Big Band/Old Jazz/Swing, Reggae, Post Modern Jukebox, “Say Hey I Love You” Michael Franti, “Chains of Love” Erasure, “Blinded by Science” Thomas Dolby, “Groove is in the Heart,” Shoop – Salt N Pepa

  THE WILLIAMS BARN WEDDING RECEPTION

My Welcome ➔ “Good evening! Welcome to Sue & Ian’s wedding reception!!! I am the Master of Ceremonies, DJ Staci. Please take your seats so we can officially welcome our guests of honor. If you need to charge your devices, I do have a mini charging station up here including some universal chargers.”

“This afternoon I’m going to be sharing a lot of stories about Sue &  Ian with you. To get rolling, lets tackle the first ‘I love you.’ They were at an evening event at the San Diego Zoo. The zoo was all decorated with Christmas lights. A few days earlier, Sue had sent Ian a mooshy Cole Porter song…she had worried that it might have been too much. But, there in front of the flamingos, Ian told Sue that he loved her for the first time. She said she loved him too…awwww. Ladies & gentlemen, are you ready to welcome our guests of honor?”

Grand Entrance

➔ “Rhapsody in Blue,” Leonard Bernstein (cued to 11:15) ➔  “They met in January 2014 when Sue was a short-term legal intern for the Family Law Facilitators office, while Ian was working in the business office. She was intrigued at first sight and kept trying to figure out how to get him to talk to her. A year and a half later, after little success, Sue returned to that same office as a law clerk. She was secretly thrilled to see Ian was still working there…but she still had no success turning his head.”

“Fast forward to Sues first attorney job—and she returned as often as possible to the facilitators office where Ian worked to file paperwork. She would make any excuse to drop paperwork off in hopes of getting to see him. Finally, they started making small talk, and Sue got Ian to tell her a little about himself. Then, at a certain notorious north county legal community Christmas party, Sue ran into Ian  they haven’t stopped talking since!”

“Together they enjoy escape rooms, street fairs, movies at Cinepolis, Balboa Park, riding bikes, museums, road trips, geeking out over obscure legal things, antiquing, looking at homes for sale with no intention of actually buying them, concerts, and plays. They are planning a honeymoon to ahu. And, as you may have guessed…one of their first big dates was to a concert where Rhapsody in Blue  was performed! Ladies &  gentlemen, get on your feet to welcome–for the FIRST TIME EVER–Sue and Ian B—-!!!”

➔ First Dance ➔ The Way I Am – Ingrid Michaelson ➔ fade early: no ➔  “On April 6, 2018, at Vintana restaurant in Escondido, two people who are very skeptical about marriage—to say the least—were enjoying a lovely dinner. After dinner, Ian made a little speech to Sue…and got down on one knee to ask her a very important question. She was thrilled! We know how she answered because we are about to welcome Sue and Ian to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife.”

➔ Newlywed Brief Welcome/Thank You Speech ➔ yes

➔ Toasts ➔ pre-set champagne ➔ “Ladies & gentlemen, its time for the toasts. Please welcome our first speaker:”

➔ Father of the Groom, George

➔ Daughter of the Bride, Mad-ah-lynn

➔ Sister of the Bride, Kathy

➔ Sue’s father’s best friend, Carl…who was there when Sue’s parents first met

➔ Ian Parent Dance ➔ “At Last,” Etta James ➔ fade early: no ➔ “Ian says, ‘I admire my mom for her tenacity, high standards, and ethical integrity.’ Likewise, he remembers his dad throwing him across the pool when he was a little kid, screaming, ‘Its the Incredible Hulk!’ Ian remembers his dad bringing him to the office to play while he was working long hours. Now let’s welcome Ian & his mother, Ann, to the dance floor along with Sue & Ian’s dad, George.”

➔ Sue Family Dance ➔ “Moon River,” Andy Williams ➔ fade early: no ➔ “Neither of Sue’s parents are here with us today, but, in their honor, Sues children Alex, Robert, &  Mad-ah-lynn as well as her sister Kathy will honor their energy, humor, curiosity, and sense of the absurd with a special dance. On January 18, 1964, Sues parents danced to ‘Moon River’  at their wedding. Today we honor their song. This one is for Sue’s parents who loved adventures, laughter,  telling stories.”

➔ Group Photo on Dance Floor: yes

➔ Open Dancing

➔ Formal Cake Cutting ➔ Cake – “Love You Madly” ➔ “The newlyweds would like to present the first slice of wedding cake to friend of the family, Carl G.”

➔ Garter Removal ➔ “Brick House” – Commodores

➔ Garter Toss ➔ “Womanizer” – Britney Spears

➔ Bouquet Toss ➔ “Single Ladies” – Beyonce

➔ Longest Married Couple Dance ➔ “Stand By Me,” Ben E King

5:55 p.m ➔ Last Dance ➔ “You Sexy Thing” – Hot Chocolate

  SUE & IAN’S DANCE MUSIC RECIPE

Dance Music Rating ➔ PG-13 (like radio edits of songs)

Priority During Dancing ➔ maximum dancing/use my expertise to read the crowd

Dance Songs Should Be ➔ reasonable amount of each song played before mixing out = more dance songs total for the night, more & fancy DJ mixing fun

Play A Lot ➔ Top 40/Pop, Motown/Funk, Electronic Dance Music/Daft Punk, 2000s

Play A Few ➔ Disco, 80s, 90s, Rap, Slow Dances (1. Dream a Little Dream of Me, Mama Cass)

  (c) San Diego DJ Staci, the Track Star

  ♥ M U S T – P L A Y S ♥

1. “Creep” (Radiohead cover), Post Modern Jukebox, 2. Uptown Funk – Bruno Mars, 3. Im Sexy & I Know It – LMFAO, 4. Cheap Thrills – Sia, 5. Gold Digger – Kanye West, 6. Wobble, 7. Blurred Lines – Robin Thicke, 8. Cant Stop the Feeling – Justin Timberlake, 9. Mambo No. 5 – Lou Bega, 10. I Gotta Feeling – Black Eyed Peas, 11. Lets Get it Started – Black Eyed Peas, 12. Happy – Pharrell Williams, 13. Thrift Shop – Macklemore, 14. Turn Down for What – DJ Snake

♥ P L A Y    I F    Y O U    C A N ♥

15. Weapon of Choice – Fatboy Slim, 16. Lose Yourself to Dance – Daft Punk, 17. Thats Not My Name – Ting Tings, 18. Bad Touch – Bloodhound Gang, 19. Milkshake – Kelis, 20. Brick House – Commodores, 21. Rock Lobster – B52s, 22. Under Pressure – David Bowie, 23. Pen Pineapple Apple Pen by Pikotaro small clip, 24. Kiss – Tom Jones, 25. Thats What I Like About You – The Romantics, 26. Jump Around – House of Pain, 27. Tricky – Run DMC, 28. Push It – Salt & Pepa

♥ D O   N O T   P L A Y S ♥

Tween/Children & Africa, Michael Jackson, Beach Boys

  WILLIAMS BARN WEDDING FLOOR PLAN

SAN DIEGO WEDDING VENDOR LIST

Here is the amazing team of San Diego wedding vendors I had the pleasure of working with on this William Barn wedding in San Marcos:

Venue Contact ➔ Williams Barn

Catering ➔ Costco/DIY

DJ/MC/Photo Booth/Lighting ➔ DJ Staci, the Track Star

Photographer ➔ Brett Alan Photography

Officiant ➔ Hon. Michael Washington

Cake Bakery ➔ Cute Cakes

Florist ➔ Suzy Long

  Again, I was honored to be the one and only San Diego wedding DJ Sue & Ian trusted with their Williams Barn wedding. Thank you!

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