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[wonsfav]

Have A Taste | When You Wear Flavored Lipgloss

In other words: His reaction to your taste

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Heeseung

He loves when you wear flavored lipgloss, as it's something you often have on. When he first figured out you wear it, he wasn't too sure if he favored tasting 'strawberry dreams' when he kissed you before leaving for practice. Though as time went on, his fleeting kisses and tentative licking of his lips afterwards turned into lingering touches and his tongue slipping into your mouth to get a taste of not only the lipgloss - but of you, as well.

Jay

He loves it; It gives him an excuse to kiss you more often. He also likes to sit down and play the game where he guesses what flavor you're wearing, though - that's also just an excuse to kiss you again and again. Eventually he makes it a habit to, every morning as you come out of the bedroom, guess what flavor lipgloss you put on before you even kiss him - If he gets it right, he claims he can see into the future, but we all know he's just a cute idiot. <3 (love him fr)

Jake

It's okay - but it's not his favorite. Jake thinks the flavored lipglosses are fun and cute but he also views them as a little bit... childish almost? So kissing you feels a little bit weird when he tastes them. But what he does like is the lip stains you put on before you go out together - Those dark red ones you peel off after they dry down? God, he loves the way they look on you.

Sunghoon

Not a huge fan of them, but! He does like a specific few; Those being Watermelon and anything Birthday Cake-like. Those ones usually taste nice and he enjoys getting a hint of them each time he kisses you, so he'd like it if you wore those ones more often. He doesn't like the strawberry ones though because to him they taste too artificial. (As if the watermelon is ever any better...)

Sunoo

Huge fan! He thinks they're so fun and so cute, and the packaging is usually adorable as well and he cannot resist anything that cute looking. Sunoo likes when you wear them, so much so that he buys a few for himself - only they aren't glosses, they're oils. He isn't a fan of the sticky feeling most glosses give him so the oils are a nice alternative. His personal favorite to wear is a raspberry one he found online somewhere. It even tints his lips and makes them look so juicy - He always swears he catches you staring, which leads to him teasing you and saying if you want a taste, all you have to do is ask.~

Jungwon

He's okay with it - but it's nothing too special to him. He uses a lip oil on occasion because he's developed a habit over the last few years of picking at his lips and ripping the skin, so the oil stops him. His isn't flavored though, it's just tinted a faint red. It does pique his interest when you mention there are flavored lip oils though - so he buys one for himself but doesn't use it too often. Your reaction is always so cute when you kiss him and taste strawberry, so.. he secretly starts wearing it a little more often just to see you smile.

Riki

He won't ever admit it aloud but he is a huge fan of them on you. Not him, really - He isn't huge on makeup if he doesn't have to wear it and even if he's indulging in chapstick (which God KNOWS he needs sometimes) it's usually mint, honey, or just flavorless and tastes like vaseline. He's basic like that - but he adores that you are the opposite and use the cute flavored ones that make your lips all soft and glossy and sparkly. Riki ends up sneaking into your room close to your birthday to dig in your vanity, figuring out the brand you like so he can buy you more as a birthday gift. That and so he can taste them himself.

[gremlinmodetweeker]

Meander through the Mountain Mists

Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh I love mer!König and mer!reader so much. You guys are so so cute together. I am rooting for you this entire time. Also, enjoy treasure hunting! Not much, but a little bit of fun. I hope you guys like this next part of the mermaid fic!

Tws: Fluff

Wordcount: 3.2K

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Meander through the Mountain Mists

The first stage hadn’t gone as expected, but the results were clear enough to make you proud of yourself.

You were no longer restricted to the clam shell. Instead, each night you’d twine with König and settle in the den by his side. Sometimes he’d pull you close in his sleep and you could pretend that he was pulling for a mate. It made you smile to think that maybe, just maybe, he was thinking of you as he did it.

The touches and tugs didn’t stop in the den though. They exceeded those bounds through König grabbing your hands and entwining his lower arms with yours. Sometimes he’d let you play with his webbed fingers and tap at his claws. Other times he would wrestle you to the floor of the nest and crow in triumph when you inevitably tapped out.

König had never been so insistent on being so close before. You didn’t want him to stop. His fingers wandered and you guided them along the curve of your spine when you swam together. Sometimes he would get exasperated by how slow you swam and would pull you to his chest and jet forth. No matter how much you complained he would only laugh and tell you to get stronger.

Getting you stronger seemed to be at the forefront of König’s mind. He was determined to make sure you could survive in the depths on your own. Sometimes that meant teaching you ways to snag prey from below, sometimes it meant sparring with him around the rocks of your nest. It always meant sharing spaces together afterwards as he evaluated your progress.

Lately, you’d taken to sitting in König’s lap as he talked you through your rights and wrongs. He didn’t mention that you kept making mistakes on purpose. Both of you knew you were better, but neither of you seemed to care. It was just nice to be held close, cherished like a rare pearl.

Pearls had been on your mind for a while. When merfolk courted each other, it was in a set pattern. The next part of your pattern was giving König a treasure. Unfortunately, you knew few places at these depths where treasure could be found. Instead, you were left combing the sand when König went to sleep to try and see if you could come across anything. Unfortunately, all you’d found so far consisted of three rib bones, a part of a crab’s shell and a particularly smooth rock. Nothing of value.

These objects might have sufficed for some, but you wanted better for König. You needed better. If your plan was to go off without a hitch then you needed to go above and beyond in all ways possible. It was critical to your success that König was floored by your efforts.

The only problem with searching for treasures was that it often led to rather uncomfortable situations, such as the one you faced that day.

You looked up the long belly of the shark mer until you met eyes (or as close as you could through shades) with a familiar face.

“Little octo?” Kim tilted his head to the side, “what are you doing out here?”

You puffed up as big as you could and said, “I could say the same thing!”

“We’re guarding territory,” Kim drawled, “weren’t you there with König?”

“She was,” Nikto lurked behind Kim ominously, “she looked very tasty.”

Kiim smacked him, “She’s not food.”

“Why not?”

“Because König would kill us,” Kim snapped and turned back to you, “sorry.”

You glanced between them both quietly.

“Anyways, you didn’t answer our question: What are you doing here?”

You shivered as Kim slowly circled you.

“I’m just looking for things,” you tried to say without stammering, “why do you care?”

“Because I wanna know what you’re doing out here without König,” Kim snapped back and curled to be eye-level with you, “what are you looking for?”

You shrunk back until you hit something solid. Up above, Nikto stared at you from behind a black mask. He looked hungrier than the last time you saw him.

“Not for much,” you backed away from Nikto until you could see both the mer properly, “I just wanted some things.”

Kim exchanged a tired look with Nikto and then, with a flick of his tail, he was looming above you and pulling his mask down to bear his teeth in a wide grin.

“You’re not trying to take advantage of König, are you?”

All the fear you held for these apex predators was quickly packed into a box and shoved into the back of your mind.

“Excuse me?” you squawked, “taking advantage!? I’d never do that!”

“Really?” Nikto tilted his head curiously, “I couldn’t tell. It looked like a good deal for you.”

“A really good deal,” Kim added as he crossed his arms.

Thinking about it, they had a point. You were getting the free pass of a lifetime by sharing König’s nest. Free food, free shelter, even good company if you factored that part in. All in all, too good of a deal to be true.

“Okay,” you held up your hands, “I see what you’re saying, I really do, but trust me when I say this is more than that. I’m actually looking to give something back.”

“Something back?” Kim perked up, “what do you mean?”

“I’m looking for something to give him,” you shrugged, “like a pearl or a nice stone. I’m looking for something nice for him.”

Kim huddled by Nikto’s side and whispered something into his ear. Nikto looked confused, then leaned in again to hear more. When they were done, both the shark mer looked infinitely more welcoming than before.

“You’re looking for a courting gift,” Kim’s eyebrows rose above his eye coverings.

“Yeah,” you sighed in relief, “exactly. I’m not trying to do anything weird.”

“It’s weird you’d want König as a mate,” Nikto muttered before being elbowed by Kim.

He gave you an apologetic look, “Sorry, we’re just not used to König getting any attention. Not good attention anyways,” he swam around you playfully, “so you’re looking for treasure!”

“You won’t get much down here,” Nikto said sadly, “not any nice things. Not surface things.”

“Why would you think I’d want surface things?” you asked.

Kim pointed at the bag on your hip, “I know surface craftsmanship anywhere.”

The bag hung heavy on your shoulder.

“I’ve been to the surface a couple of times,” you admitted, “spent most of my life there actually.”

“Then why are you in the deeps?” Kim asked, “it’s so much nicer up there.”

“It would be if I wasn’t chased out of my old nest,” you sighed.

Kim nodded as he put the pieces together. He gestured for Nikto to come over and turned back to you to say, “Look, if you want to get back to the surface, we can take you there.”

“You can?” you blinked stupidly.

“Of course!” Kim brandished his striped tail, “I’m a surface dweller too. Or, well, would’ve been, but that’s a long story. Point is, we can get you there and back before the sun comes up.”

“Really?” you grinned, “you guys could actually do that?”

“Of course,” Nikto nodded stoically, “if you want, we could even show you a nice place. It’s Hutch’s old den.”

“It’s really cool,” Kim added, “I’m sure Hutch would be fine with you taking a couple of things.”

That immediately doused the fire in your chest.

“Take things from somebody’s den?” you shook your head firmly, “no, I can’t do that. I don’t want to do anything that might piss anybody off.”

Kim nudged Nikto, “She’s perfect for König,” he turned back to you, “Hutch won’t care. He’s found a better place anyways.”

“But what if he found out?” you worried.

Kim was about to say something when Nikto held up a hand and drifted to hover in front of you.

“You’re worried about getting Hutch’s permission, right?” he asked.

You nodded nervously.

“Then why don’t we go see Hutch?” Nikto offered and looked to Kim for confirmation, “it would give us something to do.”

Kim hummed and tapped his finger on his chin quietly.

You watched the two mer think carefully over the suggestion. They seemed to be silently saying things to each other, evaluating the options and considering the risks. Eventually Kim nodded.

“Alright,” he agreed, “let’s go talk to Hutch.”

Hutch looked positively pissed when you roused him from his sleep. He quietly unfurled his arms to splay over the entrance of his nest, a lovely outlook over a deep sea canyon, and glared at the three of you. He glanced at Kim, then Nikto, then finally his eyes landed on you.

“You’re still here,” he stated flatly.

You shrugged.

“She’s not just still alive,” Nikto pointed out, “she’s looking for courting treasures!”

“For König?”

Kim nodded quickly, “She needs help finding some good ones to bring back to him.”

“Why don’t you take her somewhere else? What do you expect to get out of me here?” Hutch drawled and straightened his spine.

“Permission,” Kim offered.

“And advice,” Nikto added.

“Advice?” Hutch laughed, “what sort of advice are you looking for?”

“I dunno,” Kim shrugged, “I was thinking maybe you might know some weird mollusc mer things?”

“Mollusc is a slur,” Hutch grumbled.

“You call me shark fin soup.”

“And it’s funny.”

“It’s not,” Kim scowled, “whatever. We’re just wanting to see if you have any ideas for little octo.”

“Little octo?” Hutch peered over his dark eye coverings.

“They keep calling me that,” you explained.

He nodded slowly and slowly relaxed into the rock work. He seemed to think for a moment, drumming his fingers on his crossed arms and humming quietly to himself. He nodded side to side as he considered a thought carefully, then nodded finally.

“If you want to get on König’s good side, you should get some pearls,” Hutch concluded, “he loves them. That or metal. If you can find some metal, he’d go crazy for it.”

You nudged Kim softly, “We can go to the surface to find those things.”

Hutch continued, “There’s an old shipwreck by a coral reef not far from here. It used to be my old den, but I moved down here ages ago. Anything left there’s yours.”

“We told you he’d be fine,” Nikto grumbled as Kim laughed beside you.

Hutch immediately snapped to attention, “You offered to take her there before you talked to me?”

Kim nodded slowly.

“We thought you’d be fine with it,” Nikto said quietly.

“I’m…” Hutch shook his head and rubbed his temples, “it’s fine, but you should ask-”

“We did ask.”

“Before you make assumptions like that,” Hutch finished. He sighed and met your eyes, “I’m guessing you’re the reason they came and asked.”

You nodded silently.

He sighed, “I’m glad one of you has a brain.”

“I won’t take too much,” you said quickly, “I promise.”

Hutch shook his head and slunk back into his den as he said, “I don’t care. Just go.”

You were left looking into the dark space Hutch left behind.

Kim nudged your arm lightly. You looked up to see Nikto already swimming upwards.

“C’mon,” he said, and you followed behind him quickly.

“Fuck it’s bright.”

“It’s fine, Nikto,” Kim drawled, “now come on. We’ve got a couple of hours before the sun sets.”

“Is that why it’s so bright?”

“It’s always bright during the day,” you replied, “we’re actually getting less light than usual. Normally it’s a lot more intense.”

“And it’s so hot,” Nikto complained as you swam towards the reef, “how do you guys stand it?”

“How do you stand the cold?” Kim shot back, “now shut up and get moving. We need to hurry here.”

“Why?” you asked, “you seem like you’re really worried.”

“Of course he is,” Nikto smacked his tail against Kim’s side.

“I’m not worried about anything,” Kim retorted, “I just want to get in and out as fast as we can. I don’t like being up here a lot.”

“But aren’t you a surface species?” you questioned.

Kim snorted, “Not anymore.”

You were about to say more when Nikto pointed out a blue shadow in the far distance.

“It’s just up there!” he immediately surged ahead, forcing you and Kim to work overtime to catch up.

When you managed to get by his side, you finally got to admire the wreck in all its decrepit glory. The wood creaked with the currents as schools of colourful fish flitted between the railings. A hole had been smashed into the side, probably where the human’s house had crashed into the side of the reef. The skeletons of dead corals lay scattered about with careless abandon. 

“This was Hutch’s den?” you asked as you slowly crept forward.

“It was,” Kim pushed you into the hole, “now go!”

You tumbled down into the dark with a squeak.

When you gathered your bearings, you were able to figure out roughly where you were. Wood walls surrounded you on all sides, save for the spot Kim had shoved you through. The holes punctured in the sides of the house let in a shaft of light that speared through the waters. Something seemed terribly wrong about this place. It felt… Haunted.

“I don’t hear you looking for treasure!” Kim called from outside.

“On it,” you called back and ducked down to the sand.

As your eyes adjusted to the low light, you started to see various things begin to form in the dark. Tall statues of humans holding up strange bowls with stems on them. There were other odd objects, like bizarre four-legged animals and what you could only barely think looked like birds. Did the humans like these sorts of things?

Gold, silver, copper and brass shone before your very eyes. And yet, none of it seemed good enough.

“How’s it going?” you heard Kim again.

“I’m just looking around,” you replied.

There was a glimmer at the corner of your eye. You turned and began to swim towards it. You had to dig your hand through a pile of tiny metal disks, but soon your hands hit something. Wrapping your fingers around it, you wrenched it free of the pile to admire it. As soon as you did, your eyes lit up.

It looked like a bracelet that humans sometimes made. Bright red jewels shaped like perfect pearls were strung together on a chain. It was far too large for you, but you had no doubt it would be perfect for König.

“Got something!” you wormed your way out of the hole you’d been pushed through.

Nikto and Kim helped pull you out and examined your prize.

Kim in particular seemed to be taken aback.

“That’s beautiful,” he murmured as he looked down at your hands.

Nikto glanced around before grabbing your hands and curling them around the bracelet.

“Put that in your bag,” he said in a hushed tone, “you don’t want anyone taking that from you.”

Kim nodded quickly.

Without another word, you slipped it into your bag and patted it shut.

“I think he’ll like it,” you said, “it looks like the red of his skin.”

“It’ll blend into the dark perfectly,” Kim agreed. He looked around briefly. “We should go now,” he muttered, “I don’t like being up here anymore.”

And with that, your trio retreated into the gloom.

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“König?”

“Ah, there you are!”

Your vision was taken up by König swimming up in front of you and spanning his arms out. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at you.

“Where were you?” he asked sternly, “not hunting again, I hope?”

“Well…” you tried to wiggle past him to get into the nest but were blocked by his tentacles.

“What do you mean?” König leaned in close to your face, “didn’t we just talk about this?”

You gingerly pushed a tentacle away and said, “Yes, but I think you’ll like this.”

“So you brought something back,” König snorted as he let you swim by.

You went into the nest and curled around in the main room. You patted the floor beside you and smiled.

“I don’t like this,” König muttered darkly, but he obliged and sat by your side. Wordlessly he drew you into his lap and tucked his chin over your shoulder.

“I think you’ll like it,” you pulled your bag into your lap and opened it.

König hummed as you dug through your pouch.

“What’s this?” König’s eyes widened slightly as you pulled the bracelet out for him.

“It’s a bracelet,” you said. You rolled the round gems with your finger, then took his hand and pooled it into his palm, “For you.”

König brought the bracelet up to his eyes for a better look. The blue lights sparkled across the surface of the stones as his eyes lit up.

“This is…” König blinked and let it roll into his other hand, “this is incredible. Where did you find this?”

“By the surface,” you smiled.

“The surface?” he hummed, “you’re a little adventurer, aren’t you?”

He ruffled your hair fondly in the soft lighting.

“Do you want to store it somewhere?” you asked, “I think I saw some empty shelves in our den.”

König shook his head, “No, this is too precious for that. I’m keeping this with me.”

He undid the clasp and tucked the bracelet around his wrist. It was a snug fit, but he managed to get it firmly in place. Again he rose his wrist up to admire it properly.

König looked down at you reverently.

“Thank you.”

You felt your cheeks flush and turned away, “It’s nothing. I just thought… It’s nice.”

König clutched his wrist to his chest, then slung his arms around you and hugged you close, enveloping you in his warmth. You turned yourself to press your face into his chest and hugged back as tightly as you could. His body tensed, then relaxed and brought you in until there wasn’t an inch of space between either of you.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

“It’s perfect.”

He rubbed your back and muttered something under his breath, then pulled back to brush your hair from your face.

“You’re too good for me.”

“I don’t think so,” you let your hand run down his chest, “I think you’re the one who’s too good for me.”

“Strange,” König sighed, “before you came along I never thought I’d have company.”

“Really?” you frowned, “I thought everyone would’ve wanted to have you as a mate.”

“Hah!” König shook his head wistfully, “if only! I’ve never had a good mating season. Not once.”

For a moment, you both sat there quietly, absorbing the warmth from one another. His heartbeats under your ear, a steady and comforting rhythm in threes. Your eyelids began to droop as you slumped into his body.

“Are you tired after all that?” he asked gently.

You nodded blearily.

“Then let’s get you to the den,” he said and picked you up.

He put you down in a bed of soft algae and pet your head again. You felt yourself slowly drifting away when you felt something hot press against your forehead. As soon as it was there, it left and you opened your eyes to see König pulling his mask down over his jaw as he backed away from you.

“Have a good sleep, little octo.”

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[aurora-starlight-silly]

Alright guysss so huhh I stopped answering this aurora asks cuz I lost the fun of doing it

Especially because I used like a kind of sprite and it's annoying to go on ibis paint, find, find the good layer, choose the good expression, choose the good mouth...so yeh (that wasn't a good idea to do it like that ;-;)

And ig it especially helped to introduce aurora, but it's probally not the last time you'll see her in an ask blog :33

I'll answer the last questions I got now !!!! Sorry to everyone who I didn't answer with art TwT

I'll answer in two ways: aurora's answer and mine

Aurora: oh ! Heh, thx ..! Also, that's not really a void, like I said, but idk if I can really call that an au, so I'll just say it's my home :3

Yeah it's cool here ! I mean, it's very pretty ! I can, look at tbe sky, and huh...sleep, on, huh...the grass ? I think I should add some things here ;-;

But if I wouldn't enjoy it here, I think I'd choose outertale, it's really pretty and peacefull !!!

TYSSMM !!!! Aaaa 😭

Yeah she does, it's a bit cold there, but just a lil bit, not alot at all, it's fine :p 👍

And yeaaah outertale's probally the best, I mean it's peacefull, poeple are nice, and it's pretty :33

Question by @the-white-soul !!! Thx again ! ^^

And sorry for being like 3-6 or more months late

The other asks under the cut :p 👇

I have a three !!!

..yeaaah alright I don't really have a shelter but it's not bothering me, it's not that cold -w-

But maybe I should have one yeah ?? IwI''

I don't really sleep, I don't even know often when it's night or day !! But I think it's cool to sleep sometimes, I understand some poeple can like this activity, it's nice :3

Oh ! I've never seen that thing ! It looks so cool :0 *eats*

Heheheh thx for your second ask soul :]

Yeh I think if I make an ask blog and she's apart of it and is in her home, it'd be cook that y'all give suggestions or something similar and you add things to her home together, it'd be fun :0

I love her she's dumb she thinks sleeping is a hobbys that poeple does at night AHAAHAHAHWQUGDJSGD JAHDHSHDHS

Also she doesn't know often if it's night or day because y'know, the underground, we can't see the surface...

I mean the monsters go to sleep but yeaah we can't REALLY know ig ?? And she doesn't knows how that works

She appreciates the candy :p

Ask by @soul100 !! Tyy >:33

Oh no did u mean a strawberry or a necklace ;-;

OH NO WHY DOES THE TRANSLATOR DOES THIS TO ME 😭

Well either way she appreciates the gift !!! :33

If I had drawn that : Aurora eats the cookie and is happy, and I would had fraw Shar with aurora ! Shar looks cool !!!!!

Ask by @funzyoff !!! Thx !

Hello ! Yes, I hear you !

My birthday ? What's a birthday ??? :>

I haven't tried alot yet, but from what I've seen in Ccino's cafe, I think blueberry muffins are awesome ! It's so cooool :0

*tries to comfort Sorrow and play cards with him*

Welp, now her bday has passed skdgsjgd, but yeh it was the 21 april :p

She doesn't know what a bday is because usually poeple don't really talk about their birthday before it is, so yeah she doesn't know :0 (cuz she doesn't have a memory and is learning abt the world :>)

WAIT THEN WHAT I DRAW FOR HER BDAY ISN'T CANON

Welp let's say a random person told her it was her bday and told her what it was lol (idk how else to make it canon to her ._.)

Istg these are so tasty !!! Also she usually likes more hot things since it's more cold in her home (not alot ofc but yeh)

New fact, when she doesn't know what to do with someone cuz she doesn't really know them, she'll play cards, cuz y'know almost everyone is on with okay with playing that usually, and btw it's probally the 7 family game cuz it's pretty simple :)

Oh no. Oh no. I just got a new au idea out of that. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Ask by @luvyourself2hell tyy yugo >:33

I would had drew her getting scared of it cuz she never saw that animal ^^

And THX FOR THE CUTE ANIMAL :PP

ask by @salem-the-puppet tyy !!!

I would had drew her being scared of you and suprised hehehehehheheh >:]

She's probally pretty tasty :1

Ask by @ribboncrimson YAYAYAYAY :D

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Alrighhhtt again sorry for abandoning this T^T

I hope y'all still enjoyed the answers even if it's not in art !!!!

[wooahaes]

growing up

pairing: non-idol!wonwoo x gn!reader, ft hip hop unit as friends

genre: fluff. established relationship

warnings: food & alcohol consumption in fic. reader loves strawberries. talks about growing up and missing youth.

word count: 1.0k~

daisy's notes: sometimes i wish i were still a kid. other times im sooo glad im not. the state of schools scare me nowadays :/

“You’re a little obvious, you know.”  Mingyu had been cradling his face in one hand as he watched Wonwoo carefully cut a slice of cake for himself. “You dote on them so much.” 

Wonwoo said nothing as he stabbed a fork into each strawberry that decorated the top of the cake, setting them side on his plate to be transferred to your own once he was done slicing the cake for the five of you. There was nothing to say, really: Wonwoo knew he’d doted on you all day today. He’d made an effort to pack you a nice lunch since you had to work after one of your coworkers took maternity leave early due to pregnancy stress (not that you minded: you told him that she was always sweet to you, and you’d rather pick up her work than have her struggle further as she neared her due date), tucking a little note into the box telling you that he loved you. He’d gone grocery shopping with Mingyu, who had kindly offered to cook tonight for your little get-together, and taken the time to buy more of the snacks that you liked while he was there. Even now, while Seungcheol told you a story about the trip to the mountains the four of them took a few years ago, Wonwoo found little ways to take care of you. The strawberries were just another way of making you happy. That was all.

“I’m not saying it’s bad, by the way,” Mingyu said after a moment. “It’s cute.” 

Wonwoo’s nose scrunched up a little when he smiled. “Don’t call me cute.” 

“You are! You’re so soft with them.” Mingyu looked toward where you were sitting, laughing at part of the story, infecting Seungcheol with laughter as he struggled to tell you the next part. He turned again, “It’s just clear that you love them a lot without having to say it.” 

Wonwoo continued to slice the rest of the cake. No one had sang to you, but that was by choice: Wonwoo had made sure all of them knew not to do it, because you hated making a big deal out of the day. That was why you called this a little “birthday get-together” rather than a party. It was just the two of you hosting your friends (... one of which cooked, but Mingyu volunteered and you hadn’t pushed back on that at all considering you had to work) and celebrating your birthday in a more laid-back way. Soon enough, the five of you were seated again, and Wonwoo was silently placing his strawberries onto your own plate to enjoy.

You met his gaze, mouthing a quiet thanks before digging into your own slice of cake. It was Vernon’s turn to tell you about the kitten he had adopted recently and how the little guy was adjusting to living in his apartment. His older cat had already met him and seemed to take to him quickly, although it was clear to Vernon that he was still learning how to play with the kitten. But he was good: the older cat was older and more mellow, and sometimes Vernon would come home to see the kitten trying to gnaw his ear off while the elder just sat there, eyes shut, waiting for the oh-so-vicious attack to finally end when Vernon nudged a jingle-ball in his direction to chase after. 

“Maybe we should get another cat,” you mused aloud, not even looking toward Wonwoo yet. You knew he’d be on board with the idea by itself: the reality of it was something you’d have to talk about further. 

Vernon bobbed his head, “I’ll send you the address of the place I went. They’re super cool about the animals they shelter—I’m thinkin’ of volunteering with them sometime.” 

“So how does it feel?” Seungcheol set down his beer, watching you for a moment. “Being older?”

Wonwoo watched the way you shrugged, stabbing a fork into one of the strawberries next to your slice of cake. “It… feels the same, I guess. I think I’m constantly learning about myself and changing, so… Getting older stopped feeling like such a big thing.” 

“I miss being a kid,” Mingyu sighed. “Birthdays were fun then.”

Wonwoo nodded along, an arm draped along the back of your chair. “You can still do something fun, you know.” 

“I do!” Mingyu rolled his eyes, “It’s just different. It’s like going to the park now versus as a kid. Walking through the park is nice, but sometimes I miss being a kid and playing tag.” 

With a quiet nod, you pushed your fork through your cake. “I mean… I think I miss being a kid and not having to worry as much about things as I do now. But I’m glad I grew up. It gave me the chance to meet some pretty cool people, to be honest.” 

That won Seungcheol over immediately, and Wonwoo hid a smile at the sappy look on his friend’s face. Not that he didn’t feel the same way: he knew what you meant, and that you didn’t just mean him. He knew that growing up had been difficult for you. But now you were here, and you were with some of the cool people you cared about, and that was all that really mattered, wasn’t it? Pushing through the hard times to find the good? That was the way he saw it, at least.

“Sometimes you struggle,” you shrugged after a moment. “But sometimes you meet someone who gives you his strawberries just because he knows you like them, and you realize that braving it all was worth it, after all.” 

Of course you’d call it out. It netted him immediate teasing from the rest of the group, but Wonwoo just leaned in, pressing a quick peck against your cheek. The teasing grew louder, but he whispered into your ear, “Happy birthday. I love you.” before he pulled away again.

He’d say it again later, once everyone was gone and everything was cleaned up. But your soft smile and a mouthed “I love you” made everything worth it. 

[9w1ft]

im always surprised by people being against or resistant to prequel kaylor considering Taylor literally wrote invisible string LMAO and clearly many other couples mythologize the same way and talk about their own invisible string moments in their relationships (I always do this and boyfriends never understand why it matters lol)

i think the majority of us are just thinking about it as you say, thinking about the full breadth of their story, because it’s interesting and moving. people do it all the time with friends and loved ones, thinking about all the times you crossed paths before knowing one another.

that being said, i can understand how it feels pretty niche and requires research sometimes and so i can’t understand how it feels a little bit, investigatory, i guess. depending on how you approach it. so when you add in fandom dynamics, i can see how it reads to different groups of people.

and i think that a little bit of it stems from how it could upends some narratives, or maybe for newer gaylors that don’t know much about the personalities of their predecessors, they think it’s kaylors being obnoxious by claiming everything and erasing other things (when for years the dynamic on tumblr was the exact opposite).

i also think that another way to look at it is, when i got here during rep era there was a big stretch of time where it kinda felt like there was a lot of mythologizing about them (by them) being introduced at vsfs13 and, even though a lot of og’s knew and shared about how actually they’d crossed paths earlier (like some of the instances are written about in print (“your kitchen or mine?”) and so it’s technically common knowledge) it felt like there was a consensus that like, maybe them meeting at vsfs 2013 is the narrative that they want to go with for some reason, and maybe it’s best to just go with that and let them cook. that’s how it felt for me at the time but my perception could be off. but it’s the kind of thing that informs the way i decide to talk about it, how often, how loudly.. etc.

since then we got invisible string, and notably before that there was the lover remix with the line “look in my eyes and i’ll tell you the truth the girl in my story has always been you” …released on 11/13 actually… hah! but no what i mean is that since then it’s felt like we have been granted a little bit more of a license to talk about the prequel to their main story. still, im always never sure with them and so i try to keep it cute and low key and just… fun 😆 its just having fun thinking about the nice things that led to here 😌 i hope we can appreciate nice things without breaking them and them being taken away

[hi-im-still-in-multiple-fandoms]

a draft I never posted oops

This AU came back into my brain as I was trying to fall asleep, but as a series:

Long, as usual lol

TreeBark/MartRen- A feral wolf keeps killing all the sheep in Martyn's hometown, and everyone keeps saying it's that man (Dog!Ren) that lives out in the woods. When a bountys put on Ren's head, Martyn goes after him, getting injured in the process and taken in by an unaware Ren. Now Martyn feels obligated to scare off all the hunters while Ren keeps him company.

SkizzPulse- Dove!Skizz works at a bakery. He mostly makes the coffee they sell, but he sometimes helps with the food, and he's living a good life as a humanoid. For his bodies health, he goes on flights a lot as a dove. One night, he goes for a fly, and one point stops to rest when a snake (Snake!Impulse) jumps at him. Skizz would call himself smarter than a regular dove, so he manages to avoid him. Impulse would say he has a handle on most of his animalistic tendencies, except the one that makes him want to eat wild animals. Impulse, a few days later, heads into Skizz's shop for something to eat and recognises Skizz. They strike up conversation, Impulse trying his best to gauge whether or not an apology should be made, since Skizz doesn't seem to recognise him, and then Skizz asks him on a date. Impulse wants to say no, but Skizz is also adorable. Queue Impulse trying hard to keep himself in his humanoid form as much as he can, not wanting to hurt the cute dove he's starting to really like.

(Feel the need to specify that - going in order - this one takes place before SkizzPulse, when non humans were still new and gawked at.) Flower Ranchers/JimmyxTangoxScott- Axolotl!Scott would call himself somewhat adventurous, but not stupid. That's what he told himself, at least until he was dumb enough to see if the big thing was nice. The big thing was a boat, it was nice. The people on board? Not as much. They took him away, to what the humans called a "zoo." He was in a tank with some other underwater creatures, being stared at by humans day in and day out. One day, Scott kicks a caretaker who's in his tank and manages to steal the guys oxygen mask, burying it under the sand so no one will find it. After closing a few days later, after figuring out how to fill it with water and then wear it in a way he won't dry out too easily, he goes for a walk. All the non-humans he meets are nice, but two stick out to him. Not too far from his tank is another filled with flightless birds, penguins. One of them has pretty blonde hair and brown eyes. His name is Jimmy. Jimmy wants to go see his friend, a lion, who he met the last time he escaped his tank. Going together, they wander to the lion's exhibit, where Tango is. Tango's a lion's with a bright red mane and dark red coloured eyes. Scott and Tango have never met each other's species before. It's fun. They all have to be back in their tanks by opening time, or else they'll be punished. That's what Jimmy says when explaining how he met Tango. It doesn't take long for things to happen, Tango and Jimmy are both adorable. The tank escapes happens almost every night, with some of the staff even getting suspicious now, what with the Tango having a black feather tied on a string around his neck that they know belongs to a penguin but can't prove, or the fact that Jimmy suddenly has a collection of some fake pearls they keep near Scott's area for another tank, or that Scott's tank keeps needing to be cleaned out because he can't eat the wild birds Tango leaves him quick enough.

(Note, these are all my personal ships. If you do not agree, please do not be mean. If you see one of these you want to do something with but don't agree with the ship, feel free to change it, I don't mind <3)

Another Mumbscarian idea

Well my idea was grian can switch between humanoid and full bird (and has bird attributes in both forms, his "human" form has wings) but then he gets injured somehow and falls from the sky in bird form, falling right into Scar who takes him home (mumbo is either his roomate or partner Idk yet) to help him. He ends up staying but they think he's just a bird until he goes for a fly when they're asleep and comes back in the middle of the night in his humanoid form to Scar and Mumbo freaking out because they fully believed Scars cat Jellie ate him. They let him stay when they hear he's "homeless" (he has a nest in a tree but it keeps falling off lol so he keeps losing it) and eventually they all become boyfriends.

[animegirlmattmurdock]

I love you // …I love you. 

[snixx]

multishipping is a superpower you neeeeeeeeeeed to have when you love getting into shitty gay media with found family because OF course they're going to make an incest map of all the characters and your otp will almost definitely not be endgame. of course they're going to pair the main guy and girl together as endgame just because. and I mean you COULD be a hater about it and curse the writers and throw a four year long fit but it's so much more fun when you just make your peace with the fact that this was always going to happen and pretend everyone is in a happy little polycule as they go through 18575879 different pairings you know aren't going to last because fandom and just the experience of being a fan is so much more fun that way!!!

[vimbry-moved]

withdrawn, stoic character having a moment of softness in a fanwork: !!!

withdrawn, stoic character being their usual emotionally unavailable and awkward self in a fanwork: !!!! :)!

[sungtaro]

jaehyuk mentioning jeongwoo like 5 times on his weekly idol self interview when jwoo is not even in the unit 😭

[kavehayati]

I still remember when virtue said something about my height I can’t recall exactly what she said but she said I’m like throwable ? Guys I don’t want to be thrown pls I don’t know what to say to this 😭

[kkusuka]

i would love to be john price's (141's) little bird.

(afab reader, you're lowkey a housewife, g/n pronouns, this was also a lot longer than i meant it to be-1.2k words- and i also wrote it entirely in class)

part 2

just the cute little thing he comes home to after long missions; ready to give him anything he needs to fully enjoy his time at home. barefoot and wide-eyed waiting for your bear of a husband to return from his long hard mission, keeping him fed and fucked as much as he needs. and he just loves you so much-- so much that he needs to show everyone how good you are for him.

it's not like he sets out to rub it in, but when his sergeant mentions not having anyone waiting for him at home-- john just can’t help but invite him over, you always talk about how much you love taking care of him, adding another man shouldn't be a problem! and what kind of captain would he be if he didn't take care of his subordinates?

and you aren't complaining! you love when john lets you see into his job! and gaz is just so sweet, saying please and thank you, offering to help clean the dishes, and politely refusing any leftovers even when you all know he has no food to go back to. so, you just have to keep inviting him over, night after night. and he's so good at conversations, even when he and your husband talk with all their military jargon, he makes sure you understand all of it; you just want to keep him in your house forever! so you kind of do…

you can't imagine making him go all the way home to his cold and dark apartment, it's so far and you know he's tired from his month of constant action-- so suddenly kyle has a bedroom set up right next to yours (close enough to hear how john thanks you for being so good to his sergeant, and just maybe a hand goes down below his waistband) a fully stocked bathroom and a place to put his shoes when you all come back your occasion dinners out. (they're dates, you don't think it but they do)

but kyle is not a man so stay silent about his blessings. you're too nice, too pretty to not tell soap about-- and trust john isn't going to complain, and he knows that you won’t either. 'the best roast i think i've ever had' and 'knows exactly how to make a man feel at home' and soap is not one to stray from his desires.

so you end up with your boys, and a bubbling scotsman in your dinning room with no warning. and you're upset, no one told you that you had to make more food and now there isn't enough to give everyone your usual heaping portion- and there is no way you're letting anyone go hungry in your home!

so you end up bouncing around the kitchen, trying to whip something up before the main course finishes in the oven and who but soap offers to help you out! he's got a hand on you at all times (two on your waist when you're chopping the onion, he just wouldn't know what to do with himself if you got hurt making him dinner. so he has to hold you steady, he has to run his hands over your hips keep you stabilized-- don't think too much into it, just stay focused on chopping bonnie)

and soap knows that he can talk for hours, but he can't help it when your eyes light up when he mentions his childhood in scotland and his missions around the world. and your small flinch and frown when he talks about getting hurt. their lass just can't help but worry about them. he just can't stay away from his captains sweet bird-- not when you send him off with a steaming pile of leftovers and a tight hug (pressed against him as hard as you can because you don’t want him to go)

johnny, a man to brag, never shuts up about how it took kyle three months to get a room but it only took him two. (sometimes when he comes back from the bathroom in the morning he can see into your room as you're getting ready. and he doesn't mean to do it but your panties are his favorite shade of blue and they look so amazing on you-- he wants to see them up close so bad.)

and so he tells ghost of all his troubles- unasked and randomly the next time they got sent out. and does ghost really care about johnny's playground crush on their captains bird? yes. how had he been left the only one not getting home cooked meals after being sent out? is he going to say anything about it?

not a chance.

so it takes a little while before the final place at your dinner table to be filled. but after a particularly grueling mission (and already wishing to come over), ghost is finally convinced he belongs with the rest of his team.

and you've never been happier to make extra food; you've been hearing for months about the illusive fourth man of your husband's battalion but having him stand in your kitchen with a cute little store bought dessert was certainly worth the wait. ( 'Ah didnae ken ye liked pink that much, lt' 'it was all they 'ad, can't show up empty 'anded, johnny')

and is he a little awkward and standoffish, of course-- years of military pressure will do that to a man!

and simon is just too sweet, even if he doesn't know it. he's pulling your chair out for you, and running out in the rain to collect the mail that you'd forgotten all about. he even lets you drag him to the grocery store during your weekly trips. (it's not dragging, he'd follow you into the pits of hell if you'd asked him too so the grocery store is really not a big deal.)

everything is just so perfect when all of your the boys are all in the house together!

and suddenly everything in life makes sense again. that plate that you can never reach on the highest shelf in the kitchen, a body is pressed against you as simon leans over you to grab it leaving you with a squeeze to your hip and red face. the gossip that your husband just never understood in the way he should is studently being told to kyle over coffee every morning as your other boys roll out of bed. the soap opera that you rope johnny into watching every thursday night becomes facemasks and wine time.

and john just loves it. he just loves you so much; loves the way you smile at kyles flirting, loves how you cuddle up to johnny on the couch, loves how you let simon hold you so close when you make his tea in the morning, and he just loves teasing you about it. (teasing? yes. making you face the fact that you want your husbands men to run a train on you like a whore. also yes.)

i wanna keep going but i have to let it end at some point

[sh1-n0bu]

♡︎ 𝙖𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙨! ♡︎

characters: sub!big men x gn!dom!reader

warnings: cock/strap/dick traditions, boob fucking, cumming on face, body, feminization, size difference, mentions of pregnancy, dumbification, lactation, feminine language used for the characters (princess, womb, maiden etc so pls tread with caution if that ain’t ur thing), read with optional bias character in mind

notes: nobu finally posting smt??????? nobu actually writing for once???????????? also this is just my obsession with boobs talking. dividers from cafekitsune. manga color tint by me

big men! with big chests that gets mistaken or joked of it being boobs by close friends and colleagues, who had gotten used to it. who at first used to get all blushy blushy but nowadays just shrugs it off with a disgruntled huff of “knock it off”

big men! who didn’t really see much problem when you started to favor their chest more, eventually opting to use them as a pillow rather than use your actual pillow since it gives them the advantage of falling asleep with you on top of them and they got to cuddle with you all night. a win-win situation in his book, as he could be quite clingy when behind closed doors. who laughs sometimes at the silliness of you smothering your face in between his chests, finding your obsession with his pecs to be endearing

big men! who didn’t realize how sensitive their chest could be until you decide to show it to them. squeezing, fondling the large muscles, tweaking his cute nipples occasionally and making him jolt in place with a cute blush covering his ears and cheeks. so adorable, like a meager bunny when he was nearly twice your size and could probably crush a grown man’s skull in with their hand

big men! who get so worked up over the dirty words you whisper when you pinch his hardened nipples, your words of “i could make your chest lactate”, “your boobs feel so heavy, darling”, “such a nice big tits you have” making him whine in the back of his throat, shaking his head as he shakily denies that “t-they’re not b-boobs… y-you nngh know that…”

big men! who gets manhandled by your smaller frame to lay on their backs, a cute surprised “eengk!” escaping his swollen lips as he looks up at you, pushing his tight shirt up until they’re resting over his chest, showing the big muscles you love so much. who cutely whine and wriggle in place under you as your fingers bully his hardened buds, pinching at the cute pinks, tugging on them before letting go, a noise of awe leaving your lips at the way his chest fucking jiggles while your bf could only jolt with words of “c-cruel… you’re so cruel to me. pu-unhh puppYAGH!”

big men! who get fucked stupid, brain churning into a mush by only having his nipples played with. pinched, tugged, even bitten till your fangs and teeth leaves a round mark closed around his areola that he slurs is too deep, acting like he is getting his tight hole spread open and fucked by your cock. whose face is so cutely flushed, eyes dazed over as he breathes heavily of “wan’ moowr.. ungh h-haah… annh♡︎ m-more please? touch me.. to-ouch me moore”

big men! who act like a sweet virgin who never got himself fucked by you when you kick off your pants, hardened cock already springing out and slapping against his cute boobs. who stare at your oozing tip with gaping mouth, letting out stuttered questions of “w-what… whaddaya doin’? h-hunny, noouw… no, don’t—♡︎!” before squealing when you squeeze his chest together, rutting your strap in between them

big men! who act like they have never seen your cock, never tasted it or even deep throated it before, acting like he never once took your dildo into his pretty hole until his legs shook as you fuck his boobs, moaning loudly like the cute bunny he is. who opens his mouth, jaw shaking as fat tears collect in his big doe eyes, messily sucking the tip, getting drunk on the taste of your pre already when you politely ask him to suck you off

big men! whose hands shakily grasp your ass, unintentionally helping you fuck their tits even more, pushing your strap even deeper inside his mouth as if he wanted you to just let go of their boobs and just fuck their throat instead. who lets out a cute confused noise, mouth full of your cock, batting his lashes up at you like the pretty little thing he is when you move his trembling hands to hold his boobs together instead of your ass. who tries to speak words of not knowing how to do it, still mouthful, as you give a tug to his cute bitten nipple, making him squeak

big men! who meagerly tries to fuck your cock in between his mounds, choking on your tip when you tilt his head down just enough so he could also suck you off, acting as if you just shoved your entire strap down his throat and was keeping it there, snuggly shutting him up. a whiny bf whose tears finally fall when you cum into his hot mouth, dropping of your cock when you came as if he was never drunk on the taste of your seeds before, letting some of it shoot over his face and hair instead. a hunky beast of a man, sniffling like a baby when he notices the mess you made of him, who dares to give you a half assed glare as if you forced him to make a mess

big men! who gets addicted to boob fucking after that one time thing, constantly thinking back on the feeling of squishing his own chest together to fuck your dick for you. whose hands finds themselves wandering to his pecs more often, pushing them together and moving them in soft round circles as if you would suddenly appear and fill the empty space between his boobs. who finds himself messing with his nipples over the tight fit of his shirt, finding himself to be perverted as he gets turned on by just fondling with his chest

big men! who, unable to keep teasing themselves anymore, start to touch themselves when you’re away on work or whatever. more specifically, their chests. rutting his clothed, hardened cock against a pillow that is squished between his thighs, tweaking at his nipples and tugging on them — just like how you do it — before letting go with a whimper. it hurt, but it also felt so good, he could feel his precum already wetting his boxers

big men! who finds out that his constant arousal by his nipples was a bad idea, as now every time he wears a tight shirt or compression vest, his nipples are rubbed and he finds himself getting horny. who, in desperation, decides to tenderly tape the cute pink nubs with a band aid, pouting to himself about how you were slowly but surely turning him into a perv

big men! who now finds it much easier to use his boobs to fuck you, quick to drop down to their knees in front of your clothed crotch, kissing the hidden thighs and inhaling at your natural scent with a love stricken look in their eyes. a cute, desperate bf who kisses your strap, rubbing you with his hands to try and get you hard as quick as possible. who hook their shirt over their chest, intentionally pushing his boobs together with his hands on his knees, creating the effect of round shaped breasts

big men! who impatiently watches until your cock is free, taking it into his mouth the moment you slide down your undergarments, suckling at the head just like how you enjoy it. who push you down to sit, so he could climb onto your lap, pushing his chest together so he could fuck your strap with his boobs, determined that now he had learned a good technique to make you feel good. who is quick to take the head of your dildo into his mouth, swiping the gathered pre with a pleased hum, looking up at your through his thick lashes with a drunken giggle before pulling away to spit on your hard on

big men! who drunkenly take the head of your strap into their hot mouth, suckling away at the delicious precum, unafraid to slobber all over your cock and his chest as he slowly moves the big muscles in a circular motion. who giggles in delight at your words of praise and groans, the tip of your cock that is still in his mouth vibrating with his drunk laughter. beefy bf who eagerly lap away at your cock head, slurping at the mess he made of his own drool and your precum before taking it back into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks for you. only for you♡︎

big men! who pulls away again when you cum, watching with a cute mix of fascination and lewd anticipation as your hot cum shoots all over his jaws and chest, painting his skin in white. massaging your balls and stroking you through it all, opening his mouth slack as he stares up at you with hazed eyes, letting the last few drops shoot into his awaiting tongue, licking at his full lips with a pleasured hum. the salty, slightly sweet taste, a familiar one that he had gotten drunk on within the first round

big men! who straddle your lap, rubbing your wet strap on the round curve of his ass with a giddy giggle, feeling how the slippery wet tip doesn’t enter his tight hole without helping hands. finally, grasping at your dick with his hand, giving it a few strokes before pressing the tip against his entrance. your sweet bf who decide to be bold, sinking down onto your cock with one swift movement, a choked sob getting stuck in his throat at the sudden feeling of being “f-fughkk♥︎ a-aah haah mnngh♡︎ shooo fu-ull.. gut’s so ffuul of m-my [name]♥︎”

big men! who ride your dick all night, even as his muscles strain and his brain gets fucked into a stupid mush, slurring words of love and lust, saying all sorts of lewd things through his cum and drool covered pink lips as the kissable looking pair of muscles turn into a cute drunken smile. beefy big bf whose tits bounce all the while, their cute jiggles every time they sink down into your dick hypnotizing you to only focus on them. an adorable squeal escaping him as you tear away the band aids from his nipples, the stimulated nubs all hard and blush red as they greet you

big men! who squeeze their breast, forefinger and thumb squeezing around his nipple, as he grins at you with blown wide heart shaped eyes. “a-ain’t they cute…? dontcha wanna suck-unghk suck on them?” he asks, squishing his mound softly with a near delirious grin on his face. “come owwnn, don’t my [name] wanna taste my milk♡︎?”

big men! who lets out a pleased wet sob when you do give in, suckling, biting, squeezing at his jiggling boobs as he starts to bounce on your cock with a more fervent pace. who cries out at it being painful when you leave another teeth mark around his nub, one of his hands placed over his chest like one of the scared damsels in paintings. who slur out words of not being a damsel, of being a maiden, shaking his head as if he actually understood anything

big men! who gets their wombs filled with your cum for nth time that night, feeling his stomach start to bloat at the sheer amount he greedily took into his eager hole. fucked dumb bf who shakes his head at your words of getting off, refusing to lose the warmth in his stretched hole and filled stomach. who only notices when you pointed out, that his nipple was leaking, lactating a delicious white milk that dribbled down to his cum covered tummy. another drunk giggle follows, as he gets close to your ear to whisper a filthy slurred “now that i’m p-pregnant, my [name] better take responsibility♥︎”, having completely forgotten that he can’t get pregnant. but oh well, your beefy bf who is so adorable as he giddily speaks of carrying your young, rubbing at his belly with hearts swirling in his eyes, to the point you can’t bring yourself to correct him. only going slack on the couch with your sweet princess still on your lap

⇨ JOTUN LOKI, jiyan, diluc, alhaitham, CAPITANO, zhongli/rex lapis form, itto, wriothesley, JUNG YUAN, YINGXING, argenti, GALLAGHER, gepard, yhan, yuanwu, GLORFINDEL, maedhros, elu thingol, finarfin, FINROD, logan, thor, DIAVOLO, beelzebub, anubis (ennead), gyomei, YORIICHI, messmer the impaler + whoever you like!

[bunnis-monsters]

🎄NSFW 🎄

warning: oviposition, gangbang, fluff+smut

Your first Christmas with the bee hybrids was… certainly an experience.

You’ve only been queen for a year. Your own little ones are barely toddlers learning to walk and fly, but the babies from the previous queen have grown attached and see you as their mama too.

“Mama, what’s Christmas?”

Oh, the dreaded question. The hive had been teaching the little ones human traditions and simple biological facts to make sure they grew up knowing how to properly take care of their queen.

“Oh… it’s a holiday where the family gathers around, exchanged presents, and then we eat a nice dinner.”

One of your own toddles over, teething on one of your fingers as you speak. “Sometimes during the season, people go caroling or look at Christmas lights. There’s a lot of baking as well.”

They all let out a collective “ooo”.

This was the beginning of the end.

The second Halloween was over, the baby bees were buzzing around, begging their mama for some Christmas fun. It wasn’t fair that the humans got to celebrate such cool traditions while they “wasted away” in their cribs.

“Mama, I wanna make cookies!”

“A-and I want to see Santa!”

“Mama, are we elves?”

Overwhelmed by all of their requests and… odd questions, you quickly roped in the adults in your hive to help you make Christmas possible for your baby bees.

Surprisingly, the hardest part was your subjects trying to comprehend why the little ones should receive a gift from an outsider of the hive.

“This Santa creature… is he safe? What does he want in return for gifts of this amount? I’m not sure we have enough honey to satisfy such a beast.”

That’s when you had to break it to the adults of your hive that Santa was in fact not real, and that all of the presents would come from them.

A few of your attendants whined, burying their faces in your neck and tummy, rubbing their fluff against you. “My queen, he’s not real? We won’t get presents?”

“Oh dear…”

It took the entire month of November to simply gather all of the supplies together, and you wondered if it would be possible to give your babies the Christmas they wanted.

First up on the list was Christmas caroling. They refused to do it in the hive, babbling on about spreading Christmas cheer.

So you hid their antennas under hats, bundled them up nice and warm, and escorted them down a relatively safe human street. The bee hybrids guarded the little ones, buzzing threateningly at anyone that got to close as they sang their little songs.

You watched out of the corner of your eyes as one of them fell face first into a snow bank, their little legs wiggling while being pulled out by one of the guards.

It was difficult not to laugh.

After their caroling, they wanted to play in the snow for a while. You let them play until they were running to you and crying, their little noses runny and their hands cold.

“Alright, let’s go home.”

Through December, you helped them do fun crafts and write their letters to Santa. There was a certain magic in the air, everyone was excited for the big night.

And then it came. Christmas Eve was filled with activities, the first being a special breakfast.

The next activity was baking cookies for Santa. Since you had so many little ones, multiple ovens had to be used just to make enough cookies for them to decorate.

Of course they all ate most of them, unable to resist the sugary treats, but you were able to save a plate full for Santa.

They all gathered around the giant tree the bee hybrids brought into the hive, all giggling and decorating it as others snacked on the Christmas cookies. Seeing your cute little fuzz balls so happy made your heart soar.

The last activity before bed was to watch a Christmas movie, and they all wanted to be snuggled up with you while they waited for Santa.

They all wore little matching pajamas, their wings buzzing and antennas twitching as they curled up with their mama.

“Mama… Christmas is the best…” one of your babies cooed as another nursed. They were still so little, you hoped you’d have many more Christmas memories like this in the future.

Carefully, you untangled yourself from the pile of sleeping baby bees and made you way to the adult Christmas party.

When you opened the door, all eyes were on you. Some were drunk from overripe fruit while others were feasting on sweets and playing games while waiting for you to arrive.

And every single one of them was hard.

“My queen~!”

You were approached by your attendants, who all rubbed around you, desperate for your attention after you had been busy with the babies all day. “We missed you… everyone’s been waiting for our Christmas present!”

All of the bee hybrids cooed and hummed, buzzing with excitement. In exchange for them working so hard to give the babies a nice Christmas, you promised to give them a special treat.

Your body.

Instantly you were surrounded, being caressed and sniffed, your clothes easily coming off. Your hive had been working nonstop all month to make you and the babies happy, which meant you hadn’t been mated with much.

And embarrassingly enough, you craved this as much as they did.

You cried out in ecstasy as one of the bees latched onto your clit, sucking softly as your cunt was being fucked by another. Both of your nipples were being attacked, and your mouth was stuffed with a fat cock.

“Is this okay, my queen?”

“Ahh, my queen, you’re so tight…”

It was a night full of many orgasms, your tummy heavy and full of eggs by morning.

Each bee hybrid got their turn inside of your cunt, and admittedly it was arousing to watch them jerk off to the image of you being fucked by the others, some even sucking and fucking each other because they were too impatient.

But they ended up completely satisfied, lapping softly at your cunt, licking up some of the cum and gently pushing eggs back into your pussy.

You were so, so full and kept cumming around the eggs that it was hard to keep them inside… but your attendants swooped in to take care of the aftercare and make sure you would be ready for the morning.

You yawned, resting against a fluffy bee hybrid as your little ones opened their presents in the morning. They were all so happy, giggling and carrying around their toys to show to their mama.

It was a great first Christmas with the bee hybrids, and each one of them was looking forward to next year!

[dollyichi]

I JUST GOT A CRUSH! ᯓ★ katsuki bakugou x f ! reader. 1.02k words / fluff / not proofread

bakugou is bad at social media. not exactly terrible, yet not so great either.

he really doesn’t care too much for it nor does he use it that often but he’s not that unfamiliar with it. he finds himself being on tiktok from time to time though he never really bothered to make it known that he had an account in the first place, just enjoying whatever he comes across and liberally blocks accounts that come up on his fyp that pissed him off. he never posts anything either so it didn’t matter. it’s a typical account with a generated username and a blank profile, 57 following, 0 followers.

recently he found a video that he wanted to share (an edit made by a fan) and posts the link on twitter, alongside saying how ‘it’s real sick’ of them to make that for him. he didn’t even know videos like that were famous. the effort and skill it took made him think it were cool.

what he also didn’t know, was that his profile would be revealed when you press on the link.

he got so confused when his account suddenly gained so many followers in just two days since he ‘never mentioned it.’ that was until he sees the replies on his tweet that the linked he used to share got him exposed.

he checks it out for himself which proved that he did actually share his account without knowing, but it’s ‘whatever.’ even after everyone found out he just used it like normal. it’s only a pain when they kept asking him to post something.

he truly is without care, yet he underestimates the fans who immediately stalk his ‘almost’ empty profile. you see, he doesn’t know that his reposts are public because he doesn’t actually look at his own profile. it’s usually a like, like, repost, favorite, like, then close app routine that he does before he goes to bed.

there's a few funny videos here and there, cooking videos and recipes too, things he'd like to try out soon for himself, or techniques that were really helpful for him. some are also videos of fan edits that he recently discovered, where the same video he shared was at the top of the page.

yet, there was one reoccurring face that kept popping up. a pretty girl who likes to lip sync some songs or show off their trinket hauls. sometimes mini vlogs from their day to day or makeup vids. and the topic trends everywhere: DYNAMIGHT TIKTOK CRUSH

when you saw it you really couldn’t believe it yourself that the one anonymous commenter on your videos was a pro-hero, your favorite nonetheless. though, it makes you a little nervous since your face is plastered all over different social platforms because you’re only active on that app. you don’t know where to go from there except squeal into your pillows. definitely flattered when you recall the many times he called you pretty on your vlogs.

as the rest dive deeper into his little ‘crush’ they even saw him comment on a few of your videos with compliments that sounded extra flirty. they teased him so hard saying how he looks like a creep especially with that profile. he’s never gonna hear the end of it. soon a new topic blows up that reads: GO FOR IT DYNAMIGHT

in his defense, if he were to give anyone an explanation, he thinks you have a really nice smile and a really soothing voice. also that you’re real cute and charming, that’s why he could watch and even rewatch all your content in one sitting. he couldn’t get enough of you, absolutely smitten. even had to ask kirishima how to turn on notifications for an account in the guise of turning it on for his agency's tiktok.

you’re also the only account he’s following that’s not a cooking channel or a pro-hero. and yeah it’s basically all that, a crush. not that he expects you to actually give him a chance, he’s happy just seeing your content.

however, the poor (not really) bakugou is actually unaware of the whole situation of his ‘tiktok crush’ trending since he was finishing a mission. only finding out when he got a call from kirishima asking if he found a girlfriend already. “what the fuck are you on about?”

“your fans are talking about how you keep reposting videos of this one girl on tiktok. i mean, it’s kinda obvious if you’re dating.” and it hits him, quick. your username (the one he could only remember, really) flashes in his head, but he laughs it off. “nah nothin’ like that. think i could shoot my shot though?” he asks him and kirishima says, “haha! i think she already beat you to it.”

not knowing what he meant, he swiftly gets home, showers, and lays on his couch whipping his phone out of his pocket to search up your username. and there he was, staring at his phone, unable to stop the smile on his face when he sees the thumbnail of your new video. he opens it immediately and there you were, holding a dynamight figurine (a very limited one too!) close to your cheek that you’ve never shown before until now. you never thought to show it thinking he might see it and think of you as weirdo. it gave the opposite effect actually, even made him more confident because who would've thought your pretty collection had a 'random guy' in there (definitely not random for you at least).

bakugou immediately likes, reposts and adds it to his favorites. even screen recording the whole thing cause you never gave access to download your videos—it was a very special moment for him okay!

he then comments, ‘you can have the real thing too.’

a few minutes later it’s got your icon with a heart beside it. he chuckles, happy that you finally noticed him. beams when he gets a notification that you followed him back.

he’s definitely going to dm you after he calms down. just hopes this time you don't beat him to it again.

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note : i love a katsuki with a crush i think it's so cute. but i love it even more that he's still confident about it!!! i like to think that reader probably has like 20k followers or something so pretty big but not as big as the others. the first time he met you he stumbles upon a video of you talking about the ice cream u just got and then he got hooked cause u were so cute when u were picking the flavor. PLEASE DO NOT SHARE THIS ON TIKTOK BTW >< also minors & ageless blogs please do not follow me!

[lxnarphase]

━━ ❝ come and put your name on it ❞

special treatment : lap edition

☾₊‧⁺...ft. : gojo satoru + geto suguru + nanami kento + fushiguro toji + hakari kinji

☾₊‧⁺...cw : cockwarming, somnophilia, dirty talk, grinding + dry humping, fingerfucking, overstimulation, praise kink, edging, oral fixation, satoru's silly pet names, suguru being smug, kento being a desperate man, toji being toji, kinji being a bully

✧ g. satoru : sometimes gojo knows he fucks you too good to the point you can't think after, something he brags about to you all the time. but when you snuggle up to him, still stuffed with his cock and warm with his cum, he can't help but run his hands all over you. and when he realizes you fell asleep on his dick, his heart squeezes and his cock throbs hard.

"pretty angel, did you fall asleep? oh, that's just precious...you're making my heart squeeze, i wish i had my phone, you look so cute like this." "did you say my name? dreaming about me? god, you're so precious, i could just fuck you like this...shit, don't fuckin' squeeze on me like that, are you having a wet dream right now? god, i love you so fucking much." "aww, my little mochi is so cute! look at youuu, you're gushin' all over the place. messy fucking pussy too small to keep my cock and all my cum inside you." "mm, fuck, pretty thing. you wakin' up? hi pretty girl...oooh, fuck, d-did you just cum? holy fuck, c'mon, baby, on your back, lemme fuck you, princess, let 'toru make you cum again, yeah?”

✧ g. suguru : suguru's softly cooing at you when you sleepily walk into the living room, whining to him that you had a dream and you wanted him to 'fix the problem he caused.' all he can do is just chuckle at how childish and bratty you can be as his hands are moving up and down your sides while he grinds up into you.

"you're such a brat, you know that right? always blaming me for your dreams. it's not my fault you can't stop thinking about how good i fuck you." "hmm? ooh, i see...you keep having dreams of me cumming inside you, hm? are you trying to say something, princess? d'you want me to start breeding you?" "i didn't say stop moving, did i? or do you need me to do all the work? heh, so spoiled, i've spoiled you absolutely rotten." "i know, but just cum once like this, won't you? if you do, i promise i'll fill your cute pussy with my cum, okay? mhm, promise, princess, i'll give you what you need."

✧ n. kento : nanami loves having you close to him, especially when you sit in his lap. it lets him nuzzle his nose into your neck, pressing little kisses where he can while your legs are spread over his strong thighs, his thick fingers leisurely pumping in and out of your needy hole, chuckling against your skin whenever you jolt.

"honey, have i mentioned how gorgeous you are? you look so beautiful like this...spread open and wanting, just for me." "you're sucking my fingers in so well. look at that...do you think you can take a third?" "it's so messy. look at what you've done to my fingers, honey, they're soaked. clean them off for me, i want you to taste yourself before i put them back in. maybe tonight we can make you squirt, hm? do you wanna try, darling?" "you think you're going to cum again? poor thing, your little cunt is so greedy, she just wants to cum over and over again on my fingers...is my cock not good enough for you, mm? aww, don't pout, i'm just teasing you, darling." "i know, i know, it's too much, but you can take it. be my good girl, just take it and keep cumming until you can't anymore."

✧ f. toji : sitting on toji's lap is, in his mind, an invitation for him to run his hands all over you. his cock is already hard in his sweats, but he's subdued the second you get comfortable and slowly grind against him, groaning when you press sweet kisses into his neck.

"tch, are you gonna let me fuck your thighs t'night? pretty please? yeah, that's right, i'm askin' nicely. why? don't play stupid, doll, you know what they do to me." "shit...keep moving those hips, sweetheart, you feel so fuckin' good like this." "god, i can feel that pretty pussy leaking through my sweats. big bad toji make you that fuckin' wet, mama? y'like grinding that clit on my dick through my pants? dirty fucking girl." "mmh, you keep tugging my hair like that and I'm not even gonna take you to the bedroom, i will fuck you into this damn couch, woman.” "listen here, wifey, I'll wreck your cunt until you can't think about anything but me inside you. hell, I'll ruin this stupid couch in the process, i don't give a fuck about stainin' it."

✧ h. kinji : when you sit on kinji's lap, it's when he's watching a fight on tv. you can tell it's not going how he wants it to go, the toothpick between his teeth being gnawed on. when you make eye contact with him, he just raises an eyebrow, one of his hands squeezing your hip.

"cupcake, do me a favor and get on my dick before i get up and give us a reason to get a new tv." "hey, hey, don't move yet, let me see if he lands this punch...don't whine like that before i put my fingers in that pretty little mouth t' shut you up." "you always squeeze so tight when i press down on your tongue like this...pretty thing likes that shit, doesn't she? go on, fuck yourself on my dick while you drool all on my fingers like a slut." "mm, shit, baby, i can't focus on that bullshit fight, lemme help you. yeah, thaaaat's it, let your boy fuck you nice and deep, make ya cream, juuuust like this."

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