#that i absolutely ADORE and i don't blame myself for it but like. i love those characters so isn't it worth the extra reminder?

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: March 26

"Songs About Rain" by Gary Allan

[bubtans]

hi first of all I'm so sorry to kind of vent here. I am more or less reading this pattern of female character being brushed aside no matter how good or lovable they are and it irks me a bit that no one says anything on how weird it is to be more fixated even on the less impactful male character and their mlm ships. I am kind of okay with it but it is tiring to see it domineering the fandom space, almost erasing the rest of the cast. I'm really glad to have meet you in the internet because your takes are refreshing! But I am kind of confused is there any term or explanation about it or am I just crazy? Anyway there's there to it!! Feel free to answer or not to answer it but I need to get it off my brain because you know,,,thank you for existing in the fandom space :)

hello my smush i'm glad you felt comfortable enough to express yourself and get those feelings out :') and i'm glad i can provide a space for people to reflect and think about these things a little more!

the only explanation i can offer for these patterns is that literally All of us grow up engaging with media that is impacted by the male gaze, because mainstream tv, film, and print industries are still dominated by investors and creatives that cater first and foremost to straight, male, eurocentric audiences. that means that even queer women of color do not Automatically know how to interact with stories that focus on giving dimension and depth to female characters and characters of color.

it is a skill that still requires reflection on our part in order to unlearn those conditioned biases, and it can't be substituted with going "but these fictional men are women to me" or "i headcanon everyone as bisexual so every fictional woman Needs to be open to romance with men" or "i headcanon these fictional white characters as brown" because those things do not teach us how to think about the inner workings of black and brown women that already exist in books, games, and on tv.

literally everyone should feel obligated to deepen their understanding of what it means for media to be truly diverse. however, fandom has always been a place for personal gratification, and no amount of queer headcanons can hide how much it follows the repressed sexual tastes of straight white women, as well as their aversion to any kind of censure. that makes it difficult for the conversation to be productive in these spaces.

[shxuga]

Not said | Sylus

I'm in love with this man, and I wanted to introduce myself by writing something about him in the best way… fluffy and self-indulgent! I hope you enjoy the read, English is not my first language ;; Likes and respoted are aprecciates!

It was crazy...

Yes, crazy. Because... How did you go from repudiating and fearing the infamous leader of Onychinus... to... to this?

His soft hair shook as he rocked his face to the left, settling his sleeping form better into your bed. And, clearly, as the mature woman you are and not at all affected by his celestial beauty, you did not annihilate the voracious impulse to shake your legs and slide your fingers through his pretty grayish strands.

You sighed, feeling out of place in your own home. In your own bed! With the curtains closed, somehow trying to wipe most of brightness of Linkon's sun, that your... Ally? Buddy? Lover...?

Gosh, you weren't even sure about that...

Yes, definitely, crazy.

You couldn't even try to figure out Sylus. No matter how hard you tried to collect each piece of his complex puzzle... Most of the time you felt at a dead end.

You blame his pretty voice, his sharp but gentle features, the damn way he pronounced your name, and how he acted when it came to you. God, his damn treatment of you...! That started being so cold, almost spiteful, as if with his words and behavior he will "subtly" (because the bastard wasn't subtle at all!) demand that you remember something he didn't even bother to explain.

The memories in your mind were confusing, blurry and melancholic.

It was strange...

You did not remember exactly that mysterious past, and your "first" meeting was undoubtedly bitter... And now, much to your regret, is the moment where you most feel that your relationship with him wanders on a different astral plane! Completely unrelated!

Because... What the hell were you two?!

There was something implicit there, something mutual that, for better or worse, neither of you had dared to utter. Plus, he completely contradicted himself at times like these. Where the words become extinct, the walls collapse and only that soft perfume of vulnerability remains that surrounds both.

When the cold, calculating and demanding leader became a mirage, leaving only a man... just Sylus.

When he laughed at your antics, and his pretty eyes crinkled in tenderness. Or when he poured honey from his lips, calling you affectionate nicknames that made the butterflies in your stomach flutter. The stolen pettings, where his fingers lingered longer than they should along your hair, those times when his knuckles subtly traced your shoulders and the sides of your arms, or those moments where he let his fingers protectively around your waist.

Moments like these... Where without warning he arrived at your apartment, and took over your bed. If you had a nickel for every time his actions nearly gave you a heart attack, chances are your wealth would begin to rival his.

"Can't you sleep?" His hoarse, sleepy voice startles you, tearing you out of the limbo of your thoughts.

"How could I? It's past twelve." You complain, to which he hums, slowly opening his eyelids.

And there it is again.

Those damn eyes... Those eyes that looked at you as if you were the most important thing to him, with absolute adoration. Full of that affection that made your skin tingle and your knees weak. God, how come this man who initially acted like a demon... Did it end like this?

Overwhelmed, you decided to look away.

His large hand cupped your chin with a firm softness, encouraging you to return your gaze to him.

"Yeah? Is that why you haven't taken your eyes off me?"

Damn.

At this point, it should no longer surprise you that he'll notice those things... But damn! That didn't make it any less embarrassing.

He must have noticed your embarrassment, because his sly smile widened.

"You were looking at me with such intensity that I thought you were going to pierce my face, kitten."

"I-I don't...!" Excuses die out in your tongue, there is no use arguing. You push his hand away and sigh. "Just... I was just thinking."

That gets his attention. He rests his face on his bent arms, and you try hard to pretend that it is something as banal to other mortals as settling into bed, they make it look so perfect, so ethereal, like a muse out of a painting.

It was driving you crazy.

"Yeah? And what were you thinking, pretty?"

Once again, you have to do your best to put on your best poker face to disguise the effect that their disgustingly (wonderful, perfect, amazing) cloying nicknames have on you.

"Nothing in particular..." Your lie is evident, especially by how you avoid his gaze and nervously play with the bedsheets.

He hums, of course he doesn't believe you, in fact, you're sure he already gets the idea... But, as always, he gives you your space, followed with silent reverence the path you chose, and sticks to you with each of your decisions.

Instead, he pulls your arm and wraps it around you lazily, settling your face into his chest, barely hidden under a thin tank top. You can feel his nose on your hair, gently inhaling. Shame pulses through your bloodstream. 

"Sy-Sylus...?!"

"Just pretend I'm one of your plushies and try to get some sleep." Sylus pronounces, and you perceive how drowsiness quickly takes over him. There's nothing you can do, not when those strong arms have you happily captive in their embrace. You can only huff and resign. You listen carefully to the pulse of his heart, as erratic as ever, even when he is in this calm state.

The haze of your memories returns to you for an instant. The smell of sulfur and blood, your fingers on a sword and his voice encouraging you not to stop pressing the dagger... Or else, there would be no turning back.

Absently, your fingers outline where the scar should be, unaware of the effect your touch has on it. He shivers, one of his eyes opens and you feel how his gaze shines with intensity, while he holds your wrist firmly with his fingers.

"Kitten..." He warns, and you lower your hands quickly. He laughs, that rich tone, snuggling back into you.

Once again, a sigh leaves your lips. You imitate him, burying your face in his chest, delighting in the persistent rumble of his heart and the manly scent of his cologne.

Yes, there was a lot he hadn't said... But his actions were very clear. And that was enough, at least for now.

[freakyformula]

Brooding season

Summary: Carlos is brooding and wants to impregnate the reader

Writers comment: I'm about to dip myself in holy water hahah byeeee

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, reader is referred to as she/her, smut, breeding kink, daddy kink, manipulation????, google translated spanish, I think that's it?

Word count: 2,3k

"Carlos, look!" Your niece, Ava, yelled at him to come over. She absolutely adored the man, and you couldn't blame her for it.

Carlos insisted on getting her a gift for the occasion, visiting the toy store on the way over to your brother and his family of 3.

Carlos instantly saw the perfect gift as you stepped inside. A shelf full of schleich animals.

Schleich was a toy brand, you'd collected them as a kid yourself and had passed all of them down to Ava, which was a lot. Carlos knew that Ava loved horses and had a dream of becoming an equestrian one day, and based on that he carried a couple of the plastic horses and the biggest toy stable he could find to the checkout.

"Do you think she will like this, corazón?" He asks nervously.

"She better! You're spoiling her rotten." You respond.

"If you think this is spoiling, just wait until we have kids of our own."

"Would you like that?" She asks him, surprised.

"Of course I would.." He starts, "That's my biggest life goal, starting a family with you." He states, giving you a flirtatious smile.

You and Carlos had been dating for 5 years, last year he proposed but you hadn't tied the knot yet. You'd noticed a change in Carlos lately, he was keeping track of your cycle, and was talking about family, kids, and settling down more often. He knew you wanted the same thing. The thing was, he still had his career and you didn't want to be the reason why he retired.

After arriving at her brother's house, Ava greets you with open arms. She gives you the warmest embrace and then runs to Carlos and gives him the same greeting.

"Ava, we have something for you." Carlos says, and opens the trunk and pulls out her present.

Ava audibly gasps and takes the horses in her small hands while Carlos carries the heavy box.

Ava's parents, your brother and sister-in-law, Marcus and Cecilia, come to greet their guests, with the foursome exchanging hugs and kisses.

"You didn't have to." Marcus refers to the toys, making Carlos smile wide.

"It was worth it, she seems to love it." Carlos concludes. They lounge on the terrace for the whole afternoon, eating and drinking and having deep conversations. You count yourself lucky because Carlos gets along with everyone in your family and you don't have to worry about him maddening anyone. You'd consider Carlos as a bit of a people-pleaser.

"Carlos, look!" Ava yelled at him to come over. "Horsie!" She points at the white plastic horse.

"Oh look, how beautiful! Have you named the horses already? You know," He says as he picks one of the toy horses up, "This horse breed is called Andalusian and they come from the same place as me, Spain!" Carlos explains to her.

"I know of Andalusians!" She replies.

He laughs, "I thought you might."

Carlos walks back to the lounge chairs and sits down.

"You're so good with her." Cecilia looks at Carlos and smiles. "Are you planning on extending your family soon? I know you have Piñón and all but I know for a fact, you would make great parents."

You can feel your cheeks redden and Carlos giggles to himself.

"I would love to." Carlos finally admits. The attention is instantly on you. Shit, how was she getting out of this awkward situation?

"It's because of Carlos career, right, babe?" You ask him and you earn a nod for an answer. You can't help but notice Carlos looking down with a frown.

"Fair enough." The duo sitting across from you shrugs.

As the day comes to an end, they say their goodbyes to the trio and wave them off as they walk to their car. Carlos holds you close and his hand slips down to your buttock, giving it a gentle squeeze.

And as you enter the car, you both sit quietly and collect your thoughts.

"Ava is such a good kid." You say, intending for it to remain a thought but you happened to say it out loud.

"She truly is. But I think ours would be another class altogether. They would have the coolest, kindest, most beautiful mother in the whole world."

"And the most loving, smart, and dedicated father in the world." She finishes.

You can see the fire in his eyes as you say that.

"We're going home, now." He says with a strained tone.

After a while, you notice the bulge in his pants and decide to help him out. You bend over to his side and open this zipper to his shorts. As his length springs out you can't help but give his tip a teasing lick, and as you do, you can feel his dick twitching.

"Shit, I'm close already." Carlos blurts out.

You couldn't care less and take the head of his shaft into your mouth, starting to bob your head up and down. He lets out a moan, clearly enjoying himself. As you go deeper, you feel his dick twitching again, making him grab your hair and pull you off him.

"Tonight, I want to cum in you." Carlos says, as he tucks himself in again. He's caressing her hand, which is so typical of Carlos, he always cared for you and treated you like his queen.

The car ride back to your shared apartment feels longer on the way back than on the way to your brothers. You were just as turned on as he was. You still felt a little bit unsure about the subject you'd touched on earlier, afraid of what it could result in, expecting the worst.

As you drive into the parking hall, you walk out and turn around, met by Carlos. You can feel his breath on your face, standing only a couple of inches apart. He creeps closer and steals a light kiss. All of a sudden, he picks you up into his strong, muscular arms and carries you to the elevator. When you and he reach the elevator, he lets you down and turns you around to face the mirror.

He's standing behind you, placing kisses behind your ear, along your neck and across your collarbone. His hands are frantically exploring your body throughout with a certain urgency. He begins to knead your breasts once he reaches them.

"Oh god…" You moan.

"God can't help you now, bebé baby… I want you so bad, you have no idea." He whispers.

As you hear the ping, indicating that you've reached the right floor, Carlos once again picks you up and carries you to the apartment door with ease. When you get inside, your hands are all over each other. But it's as if you've made a silent agreement, you don't rush, you take your time with each other.

"Can I take this off?" He asks, looking at the shirt you're wearing.

"Please, Carlos." And that was all he needed to hear. He unbuttons your shirt and pulls it off. You pull his tee off in response, moving your hands lower, unbuckling his belt.

As you're about to reach for the button of his shorts he pulls you over his shoulder and carries his fiancé upstairs to their bedroom and throws you onto the bed. As you sees his bulge her mouth starts to water. You need him right now.

He walks up to the bed and hovers over you, "Are you okay with this?" He asks while unbuttoning your pants.

"Please, Carlos, just take me already."

Carlos smiles at your reply, "So greedy… You have to learn to be patient."

He wiggles her pants down, leaving the panties on for now.

"C'mere, kiss me, Carlos." You say as you pull on his neck.

He strokes your bottom lip with his thumb, looking at you with so much lust in his eyes. "So beautiful, mi cariño my love."

He gives in and gives you a wet kiss, quickly deepening the kiss.

He rolls you over, with you now sitting on his hips. He gives you a questioning look as he drags the bra straps down from your shoulders, and when you give him a nod he unbuckles it.

"Oh my god, mi amor my love. You're perfect", he breathes out as he starts to suck his way from your neck to your bare chest.

The feeling drives you crazy and you sit up with him following along.

The feeling of his erection against you is ecstatic, and you just can't help grinding against him for some relief.

He takes your nipple into his mouth and starts sucking as he's playing with the other one.

Soon, grinding him isn't enough for either of them and you get off and help him drag his shorts down, pulling his boxers off too. As his length comes into view, you look at him for permission and take him into your hands, stroking him agonizingly slow, earning a moan from him.

"Please, Y/N." Carlos whispers.

"What do you need?" You ask.

"You."

And with that, his attitude changes, as if he's awakened. He pulls you down, helping you onto your back. He looks at you in awe, as you stretch out your body teasingly.

"Pull your knees up, Y/N." He says as he places himself at the end of the bed.

You obey. "And then, spread your legs for me." A whim of uncertainty suddenly startles you. Carlos sees it and hovers over you quickly.

"You're doing so good for me, mi amor my love. You're the most exquisite woman I've ever seen, don't be scared." He reassures you.

And with that, he slowly slides his hands up your legs to your knees, and down to the insides of your thighs. He gives your thighs a bit of pressure and with that, your legs part.

"Good girl." He whispers in your ear as he leans down, kissing your face languidly.

"Can I take these off?" He asks, pointing to her panties.

"Yes… please." You moan out.

He slides them down and moans out at the sight of you laid bare before him.

You grab his hand and steer him to your core.

"Jesus christ… Mi corazón My heart, you're dripping." He says as he touches your aching pussy. Moving up to your clit, he starts to work it. Meanwhile, he bends down and gives you kisses all the way down to your tummy, where he stops.

"Dios mío My goodness, I can't wait to see your belly swell with my babies." You moan at his words, having a hard time keeping your hips still for him.

He continues his journey down to your core, giving your clit a light kiss as he moves his fingers down your drenched slit. He slides a finger in, letting you adjust. And then he adds a second, and third finger, stretching you out for him. As if that wasn't enough, he places his mouth on your clit, eating you out like a starved man. You moan loudly at the feeling of his fingers curling, and mouth being on you, feeling yourself getting close.

"I'm cumming!" You say with a strained voice as you press your core further into his face.

As you come down from your high, Carlos is busy pumping his cock, deeming you ready for him.

While waiting for you to give him permission to enter you, he strokes your belly, imagining you with his kids. He couldn't imagine a better person to be the mother of his babies.

"May I?" Carlos asks.

"Yes, but please, take it slow." You reply.

Carlos nods, gives your lips a peck and guides his cock to your heat. Slowly, he enters you, watching your wretched face.

This was agony for you, even when he slightly pulled back and continued his journey inside you.

"You okay?" He asks you with a worried face.

"Yes, Carlos, I'm just… I'm okay."

Soon you feel the pain subside, and you start relaxing and opening yourself up, allowing Carlos more space to penetrate.

Carlos bottoms out within you and both of you let out a broken moan. He set a slow rhythm at first, taking your legs and placing them on his shoulders, hitting the right spot.

"Does that feel nice?" He asks as you hyperventilate.

You're too overwhelmed to give a proper answer, so you just moan and nod.

He starts ravaging you, setting an unforgiving pace, reaching unbelievably far inside.

As you scream out the second orgasm for the night, Carlos slows down to catch a breath.

"Turn around on all fours." Carlos orders, helping you into position. He slams into your heat, taking you by surprise.

"Fuck!" You moan.

Carlos keeps slamming into you, feeling himself get close. He takes your hand and guides it to the lower part of your belly and presses on it slightly.

"Do you feel that? That's me fucking you." He says as you feel him pumping into you.

"Mmmyeah.." Is the only thing you're able to let out.

"I'm close, do you want my cum?" He asks as you nod desperately.

"Please, please, please. Cum in me, I want your cum. Please." You answer rather politely.

"How can I say no to that" Carlos replies and flips you over to your back again.

You wrap your legs around his waist as he guides himself back in. He gives you a few more thrusts before he spills inside you, filling you up with his thick white cream.

"Ohhhh my god!" He yells, surely making the neighbours pissed.

As you both come down, you rub his back soothingly.

"How many times do you think we will have to do this?" He asks, breaking the silence.

"Hopefully more than once." You chuckle. "Thank you for this."

"No, Y/N. Thank you, for everything. For following me everywhere, for sticking with me even if I'm messed up, for cheering me up, for hopefully making me a father."

He watches some of his cum leak out of you, stuffing it inside again to not spill anything.

After a few minutes, he appears with a wet towel in hand, helping you clean up.

You spend the night in bed, eating pizza, playing cards, and watching TV. An evening just to your taste.

[midnightwriter21]

Sanemi, Shinobu and Obanai x Giyuu little sister reader. Reader 20 and 1 year younger than Giyuu and is the Polar opposite of Jim like she very playful and curious but also very loving to him and he spoils her. She a civilian who owns a tea shop. May I have headcanons with her and those three and Giyuu reaction to each please?

demon slayer hcs: sanemi & shinobu x giyuu's little sister!reader

characters: sanemi, shinobu, giyuu

warnings: mentions of birth control in shinobu's (idek if that needs a warning lol)

AN: pumped this out at 3am lol, ill be doing obanai in another part!

SANEMI

your relationship was such a slow burn lol

when he finds out ur giyuu's sister its an immediate disliking on Sanemi's part

but are we rly surprised?

dude HATES giyuu

you spend a lot of time with the hashira

and you've become good friends with them so you're always around when the hashira are all together

they all adore u

you're sweet, funny, outgoing, confident

basically everything that giyuu isn't lollll

you brought snacks from ur teashop to one of the lil hashira hangouts

and you couldn't help but notice sanemi absolutely stuffing his face full of the ohagi that you brought

but who can blame him?

he might not like you but he never said you were a bad cook

and ohagi is his favorite

a couple days after the lil hangout

sanemi gets back to his estate after a mission and finds a cute lil basket adorned with a bow sitting on his doorstep

he picks it up and looks inside and its full of ohagi

after he goes inside and devours the whole basket

he finds a note at the bottom saying "enjoy <3" signed with your name

thats it right there.

the way to this mans heart is thru his stomach fr

now

when yall are dating dating

you keep it quiet

none of the other hashira know

and giyuu CERTAINLY doesn't know

until one day you're working at your tea shop and sanemi walks in to pick up the lunch that you made him

now me personally... id turn into a professional cook for this man

5 COURSE MEAL FOR EVERY MEAL

anyways

its not a busy day at the shop so he walks into the kitchen to find you cooking

and this man is HANDSY

so ofc he grabs you by your waist and pulls u into him

and starts feeling you up good lord please i want this so bad

you hear the faint 'ding!' of the bell above the front door

but pay it no mind assuming its a customer

and then the kitchen door opens

and everyone freezes

cause standing in the doorway is your older brother

thats the most expressive face sanemi has ever seen on giyuu

dudes eyes are wide as saucers

mouth wide open

shook af

like "dawg don't you hate me and everyone that associates with me?"

like "you have basically cursed my entire bloodline"

"you told me to off myself because im me"

and sanemi is just "i hate you not you're sister"

and goes back to feeling u up totally ignoring giyuu's presence

giyuu basically just moonwalks back out the door

and pretends he never saw any of that

lol i love them XD

SHINOBU

now shinobu liked you from the second she met you

she went to giyuu's estate to get him for a mission

and walks in to find you teasing and mocking tf outta ur older brother lmao

ofc she joins in

throwing in some teasing remarks of her own

poor giyuu lol

she is a frequent visitor to your tea shop

cause instead of making medicinal teas herself, now she can just get you to do it

plus she gets to see her favorite girlllll

now

the way giyuu finds out is too funny

you are in the infirmary at the butterfly mansion

dw ur not injured or sick or anything!!

now...

you're sitting on the bed waiting for shinobu

when giyuu walks in

and he's like "wtf are u doing here"

you're explain your business to ur brother when shinobu walks in looking down at a needle saying

"alright i have your birth control shot! not like you need it... i can't get u pregnant"

she looks up when she hears a 'smack'

and there you are with ur hand slapped to your forehead and a bright red face

giyuu just looks between you and shinobu with a blank face

before he passes clean out

dude hits the floor hard lmao

when he wakes up you give him an explanation

and then u and shinobu tease him for passing out

lol dude can't catch a break

[louvemione]

illicit affairs (part two) — d. malfoy (draco's pov)

synopsis : Draco watched as Y/n slowly walked out of his life and wonders why their relationship is considered illicit.

warning/s : angst, fluff if you squint hard enough, profanity, written in first person, pureblood! reader (this isn't really important & would only be implied)

author's note : like promised, here is part two of illicit affairs 🥳 but i feel like i didn't write it properly 🥲 hopefully, you guys get the message i'm trying to get through!

<- part one | part three ->

leave the perfume on the shelf

that you picked out just for him

sixth year

"why is it that you no longer wear your signature perfume? I used to love it" that was probably a dumb and unnecessary question to ask

but can you blame me? I just need the slightest reasons and I would gladly start a conversation with her. as crazy as it sounds, I'd most definitely take every opportunity to talk to her.

she was silent for a moment, luckily it was only us sitting by the fire, "there's absolutely no reason for me to wear it but i'm glad you loved it"

i hate this. i hate the awkward silence between me and her, i hate that she's distancing herself from me and i hate that i am pretty much aware of it, i hate not being able to tell her how much i adore her, i hate not being true to myself, i hate—

"i'll go to my dorms now, it was nice talking to you" she didn't wait for my response and continued to walk to her dormitory, i hate when she's formal, it's as if we weren't friends.

so you leave no trace behind

like you don't even exist

"good morning!" I say, rather awkwardly than I hoped for it to

"hello, Draco" she smiled and walked past me

I watched her retreating figure like I always do now that she tries to cut every interaction short.

I hate it.

I hate it when she acts as if nothing ever happened between us. I hate that she no longer wears her perfume. I hate that she's slowly starting to slip past my finger tips.

I fucking hate it.

because she was leaving my life, slowly. so slow that I could see her disappear bit by bit. like, she was packing her things to move else where.

from her presence, to her perfume. it's as if she never even existed with how carefully everything connecting to her disappeared from my life.

take the words for what they are

a dwindling, mercurial high

"you look gorgeous" I whispered, hoping that it was loud enough for y/n to hear, hoping that she knew that it was directed at her, not Astoria.

I felt guilty for dancing with my soon-to-be wife and wishing it was y/n I'm holding.

soon enough, when Harry and Y/n stopped dancing, I excused myself.

"I'll go out for a moment" not waiting for Astoria's reply, I started walking away. I walked behind Y/n, grazing my hand against her waist in the process, hoping that she gets the message.

and that's how we ended up in the restricted section of the library, where we spent the next hour hugging and exchanging kisses and i love you's while looking through the different books in the shelves.

i love you, looking back, I started to wonder whether or not she took my words seriously.

"impossible! he can't...actually mean it!"

but according to the conversation I overheard, she took it as a dwindling, mercurial high.

a drug that only worked

"we're okay, we'll figure this out together, but let's not think of that for now" my kisses were denied when she pushed my head away and sat up.

"we all know we can't do anything about it" she argued and pushed me off, "listen, baby, we shouldn't restrict ourselves from loving who we want and I definitely won't spend my life married to someone I don't love, so believe me, I'll do something about it"

"but you two are set for marriage—"

"but I love you, not her" she stayed silent and I smiled, "so, do you trust me?"

"yeah, of course, I do"

the first few hundred times

"do you not trust me?!"

"NO! I FUCKING DON'T!"

and that's the thing about illicit affairs

and clandestine meetings and stolen stares

illicit? our relationship is nowhere near illicit.

it's not wrong to love someone, what's wrong is to pretend to love someone.

if it were Astoria I'm in a relationship with, that's illicit. but y/n? why would our relationship be illicit? because I'm bound to marry someone I don't want to marry?

"you okay, mate?" only then did I realize that I have been gripping my knife so tightly as I watched as she laughed with Saint Potter.

"we know you've been...feeling bad since she ended things with you but—"

"I just don't understand! why now? why—"

"why not now, Draco? did you think she'd want to wait 'til your wedding before breaking it off?"

"there will be no wedding!"

"oh I wouldn't be so sure if I were you" Daphne says, "my mum wrote to me this morning and mentioned that they might start planning yours and Astoria's wedding, if I were you, I'd start getting into action"

I spent the rest of supper thinking and secretly staring at y/n, who seemed to be doing the same.

they show their truth one single time

"i love you"

but they lie, and they lie, and they lie

"do you love me, still?" I say, not too bothered by the students who I knew were eavesdropping in our conversation

"as a friend, yeah"

we both know she's lying. and I know she's aware of the fact that I know she's lying.

a million little times

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[kimingyuslover]

The call

synopsis : you never thought that one call could leave you in a tearful night.

word count : 759

pairing : lee seokmin x afab!reader

warnings : reader is mentioned wearing a dress, angst (sorry not sorry), tears.

a.n : i feel like i need more angst in my life & i want to create a oneshot that will have the readers bawling their eyes out. idk to you guys, but i cried a little while writing this.

the white mini dress you wore is adoring to everyone's eyes. you decided that it was time for you to have a date again, after your last one, which is 3 weeks ago.

the night ends so quickly, the date went absolutely wonderful, you have to thank Mingyu– who arranged this date, with lots of food.

"yeah, the date went so excellent! i think we'd have another date next week" you say as you start to open your laptop to finish the proposal you've been writing for ages.

"should i expect a barbecue dinner next month? you probably ended with this guy" Mingyu said on the other side, making you let out a giggle.

"i don't know, but maybe—

you can't figure the name of the contacts on your phone, and you can't remember whose this number belongs to, but you answer it because you think it's maybe something important?

you got cut off by the ringtone from your phone, someone calls you, "wait a sec gyu, i need to pick up another call" which Mingyu answered with, "yeah sure, call me again right after that"

"hello?" you let out.

"y/n," the other person replied. you know who this is, and you're planning to hang up the call, but before you can do it, he speaks again.

"i'm sorry! please don't hang up, i need to let this out, my hearts feels heavy if i have to carry this every day." he said, you replied nothing, and he take that as a yes, he can speak to you.

"i want you to know that, i still love you. i messed up a big time while we're still in a relationship, i'm sorry that i don't take the blame even though it's my fault, i'm sorry i neglected you, neglected our relationship. i need you to know that my heart still belongs to you. i tried, i really tried to leave you alone because that's what a good ex should do, right? but when i heard you already go on dates, my heart started to aches so much that it really brought tears to my eyes. that night, i had a few drinks because of the pressure my company put me in, i shouldn't lashed it out on you that night. i'm not in my right state of mind. my mind wanders around when you leave me, i feel miserable, i feels like shit, an asshole, a prick, bastard, and other terms that i used to believe i'm not one of them. i promise your mom to always protect you, but in the end, i was the one who hurt you," you heard him letting out a silent sobs. you don't want to cut him. you feel your own tears start to huddle in your eyes.

"i never made any attempt to make time for you because i think, i need space where i'm alone, far from you, and of course, i was wrong. i never want you to be far from me, i want you to hold me close every time I had a shitty day like you used to before my work schedule demanding every time i have and i start to distancing myself from you. i regret every single second when i'm thinking about what i did to you, i never deserved you, and you deserve so much more than me," now, it's your time to let out your silent sobs.

"Everyday, every night when i see my apartment, all i see is you. every corner of this building held it memory of you, i missed you, i missed us before everything happens" notices your sobs, he pauses for awhile.

"you don't need to answer me, i just want to let you know that every inch of me loves you until now. you deserve a man who can make his time for you, who can control his emotion better than me," he stop for a second, "who can love you better than i do"

that's your breaking down point. you try to speak, "seokmin, i'm sorry"

"it's not your fault. it's mine, it's never yours, i made us this way, so i have to accept it. " he chuckles dryly, and not long after that, he hangs up the call.

minutes later, you received a text from the same number

i'm not drunk or tipsy. everything that comes out of my mouth is proof that i, in fact, is still mourning for our relationship.

i hope you'll have a good life, away from me, goodbye, my love.

[vinnieswife]

Our bet - JB

Jude Bellingham x fem! reader

words: 1365

warnings: smut! blowjob, male!receiving, bad lenguage. SMUT UNDER THE CUT!

summary: After a party with a few friends, Jude places a small bet on the reader that ends in something else...

"okey that was really fun."

"Damn it was," your boyfriend chuckled, shaking his head at the memories of tonight's events. "Did you see Mason strip on the pool table?" you snorted, "who didn't? He was screaming screaming screaming the lyrics to 'Doja'."

You both laughed at the same time as Jude wrapped his arms around your body, testing it dreamily. Quickly he stole a kiss from you,and lifted his hand to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.

"You couldn't seem to keep your hands off me tonight, baby."

you squinted mechanically, feeling offended, "you just implied that I was clingy?"

"Oh, honey, it's not a nasty problem, I absolutely adore it when you're clingy. I used to be just-".

"oi oi im not clingy."

"okay, then i'm gonna bet that you can't go at least 5 minutes without touching me while we're making out," he confidently stated, pursing his lips together in a cocky manner, to which you scoffed at with a shake of your head.

"that's not really fair... you can't expect me to keep my hands to myself during something like that," you huffed out frustratedly. "we both know that you're just setting me up to fail."

He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, "for someone who keeps telling me they're not clingy, you don't seem very sure about it."

Jude was starting to irritate you.And as a solution to his annoyance, you crossed your arms across your chest and hastily pressed your lips to his plump lips, just to play nice, Jude's hands disappeared from your neck, tucking them into his pockets. Jude hated the way you were kissing him, your kisses followed a slow but steady rhythm making him melt and crave for more.

You sighed into the kiss and moved a little closer to him, with your arms crossed you could gently brush against his chest, there was no way you could do this without any other physical contact.

Pulling away from him, you looked down at your shoes with an obvious red tint to your cheeks. You didn't even need to look at him to know he had the most arrogant, smug smile on his face.

But you needed to prove something.

So you raised your head again and kept eye contact with him as you leaned in to start kissing him again.

You had surprised him when you went back for more, but he was more surprised when he could feel your tongue running along his bottom lip, begging to enter his mouth, he allowed your tongue to come into contact with his and now you were fighting for dominance. you were so determined to somehow win this bet, it prompted you to push your knee against his, signaling him to start moving, Jude hummed for a millisecond, sending mini vibrations all over your mouth, before he backed up onto the bed.

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Naturally, Jude sat down slowly, which caused you to straddle him with your legs on either side of him, you tilted your head to give him more access, and you could already feel your insides burning with need,you were struggling.

"Don't touch, baby," he murmured into your mouth as he felt your fingers slowly creep under his shirt and brush against his pelvis, he reached down to remove your hands.

"Come on, you know the rules y/n."

You moaned in frustration, but nevertheless kept your lips on his with your hands, more or less, away from his body. God, this was really killing you. You wondered how much longer you would be able to keep this up, because it turned out that he was actually quite right with his earlier statement, you were clingy at times. But only because you are deeply in love with him and he is the sexiest man alive, could anyone blame you?So you gave up on the spot.

"Fuck, Jude, please."

Your boyfriend smirked contentedly against your swollen lips at your plea, and pulled away slightly to maintain tense eye contact with you, "hmm.. what about our bet, honey?"

"Shut up, you know you won," you told him in an irritated tone, rolling your eyes at his smugness. "Because I'll touch whatever I want, whenever I want."

"Do you want to make this bet a little more worthwhile?" he asked you, though it didn't seem like a question to you.

"It depends... Do you have training tomorrow?"

"No. Do you?"

"I don't play football Jude love."

He ran his tongue over his lower lip and stared at yours, suddenly feeling impatient for what was coming, "then we have time" not wanting to waste another second, you pushed your head forward to close the gap between you, taking advantage of the privilege you didn't have during the bet, your hands found their way into his hair so you could deepen the affection. His hands slid playfully upward from your thighs, giving your ass a small squeeze.

After bringing your tongues together, your hands slowly traveled from his hair to his shoulders, his torso, and down his shirt to feel his hips, since you couldn't before.

Jude's moan disappeared into your mouth as you unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans, and voluntarily slipped one of your hands inside to grasp him firmly, pulling him out, you pulled back a little from his lips smiling slightly. Your forehead rested against his as your hand began to stroke him up and down. You made sure to keep eye contact with him, his pupils were almost trembling from the pleasure you were giving him and his lips parted slightly letting out moans of pure pleasure.

You brushed the tip of it with your thumb, which made his breath hitch, "I love touching you, baby."

"And I love it when you touch me Aah~."

"I know you do~" you told him with a small smile, stopping your hand movements. "~ your eyes say it all."

Something between a moan and a groan came out of his mouth and he closed his eyes before clasping his hand over yours that had stopped moving along his cock,he began to move your hand against him at the pace he wanted, and your smile only grew at how desperate he was for your touch. He always wanted you as much as you wanted him.

His hand soon left yours as soon as you kept a steady but faster pace. You urged yourself to bury your face in his neck, leaving wet kisses along his tanned skin. Nothing but heavy breaths fanned over your ear like a hot gust, tickling your skin and giving you goosebumps.

His head lolled back, while his forearms rested on the sheets for balance, endless moans rang throughout your bedroom. For a second, you worried if anyone else in the halls would be able to hear it, but then he started praising you, "Fuck, like this, baby. You're so good." You completely forgot about them.

You could feel a whole load of pre-cum dripping from the tip of his hardened cock and you licked your lips at the sight of it, without giving him warning, you slid your legs off the bed so you could bend over and wrap your mouth around him.

"Holy fucking shit y/n."

You were driving him crazy, and there was no doubt he was about to orgasm at any moment.

Jude's other hand reached down to grasp the base of his cock, while your mouth continued around the tip and your tongue continued to work wonders on him. To double the pleasure, he began to stroke himself at a pace that he knew would help him climax faster.

"I'm going to cum," he managed to mumble, turning his head slightly away, guttural moans bounced off the walls and echoed in your ears as his hips stuttered slightly. He sat up on his elbows with a suggestive smirk.

"You were so loud," you affirmed with a chuckle, returning to straddle his thighs.

Jude chuckled, and was already about to unbutton your jeans so he could lower his hand down to your hotness, "Well, it's about to get a lot louder in here, baby."

[etheries1015]

Furina is a 100% a pillow princess who has delulued herself into thinking she can top her gf easily lmao

I was going to just make a short remark about this, but I ended up accidentally writing an entire fic about it. Haha!!

Furina X Afab!Reader- Reversing roles

General warnings: Afab reader, fem pronouns. Reader is a littttle bit mean, but in a sexy way, so it's fine! You use lot's of pet names for Furina. also, SEXXX!! YAA!!! 18+ minors DNIIIII

TW: None! But if I missed something, let me know and I shall update this accordingly <3

Absolutely. I adore this. I can imagine herself reading all sorts of books, reading up on such content surely means she easily could adapt it into practice, no? She loved thinking about pushing you to the bed, confident strides of her tongue against your pussy and making you cry out her name. She read once of this girl grabbing her lover by the back of the neck as she pressed her face against the pillow, she imagined it was HER pulling YOUR ass up in the air as she positions a strap against your hole and thrusting with vigor and precision.

She has the sassy attitude and vigorous spirit, surely. It's the way she would confidently declare you to be hers, as you sat there with a Calm and amused smile on your lips allowing your girlfriend to speak freely without interrupting or correcting her. She's always been in love with the theatrics, it didn't come much of a surprise to you if she attempted to act out a role that seemed befitting of a popular stage actor. Furina just LOVES touching you, holding your arms, hugging your waist, or even just sitting shoulder to shoulder. All signs pointed in the direction (in her mind) that she could top you in the bedroom, even if that wasn't entirely true. See, she had the mindset more than anything that it was possible, but not in practice. And as she says to your mutual friends how she's so clearly the one with top energy and you would be on your knees begging for her, you just sat there politely. Scheming on your next punishment.

"So, now you're lying, my dove?" You hummed with a finger trailing down the spine of Furinas arched back, before pulling on the collar and leash you had placed upon her flawlessly unmarked skin. Her ass was in the air as your strap was only to the tip between her folds- watching your girlfriend pathetically wiggle her ass in hopes for more of a release.

"I-I ..I would never!" She attempted to theatrically declare, immediately regretting her words after noticing a shift in the air she tried to backtrack. "I'm sorry, please- ah-" You did was she dreaded- you pulled the rest of the strap out of Furinas tight cunt and raised an eyebrow at the blue-eyed female. You knew she been reading erotic books with such content, and in her mind, she thought it'd be rather easy to top in the relationship. She always blamed it on you not being 'willing,' so...you decided to give your girlfriend what she wanted.

"Hmm. Then, why don't you try to be the too this time, my love? If you are so insistent on telling our friends in such confidence that you are, then you might as well not have fed them lies!" You smiled as you unbuckled your strap on from your thighs, Furina turning around on the bed watching with eyes wide with shock and apprehension as you handed her the toy and lay down on the bed. She slowly looked between you and the silicone cock- watching as your legs spread to show off your glistening folds. You tilted your head at her hesitation, before a chuckle escaped your lips.

"You DO know what to do with this, don't you? After all, you read all the books," you purred as you began to play with the pearl of your cunt, rubbing circles around it, "or at this rate, I'll have to finish myself..."

"I-I can do it! Do not underestimate my...skills! I am simply surprised that you..." Her face was a shade of red so dark you couldn't help but attempt to hold back a chuckle.

"That I was so willing to be the bottom? It's not like i'm ever against it, it just comes natural between us for me to top. But, if that's what your heart desires..." Furina pouted ever so slightly, grabbing hold of the strap-on and fumbling with the buckles after staring at it curiously for a moment. You gave her a minute to try and figure out how to adjust the straps to her size from yours, before offering up a helping hand.

"You just make it look incredibly easy..." She muttered as you let out a high-pitched laugh of amusement.

"That's because it is, dove. Here-" You guided her fingers to the place on the thighs where you adjust it, her face flushing red. Once firmly placed around her hips, you sat back once again and watched your rose-colored faced lover crawl forward and go to adjust the dildo in front of your entrance. You raised an eyebrow.

"You're not even going to prep me?" You teased, "I can do it myself, but didn't you want the full experience?" Furina was sometimes bothered in the way you were so easily able to make her pout, but she was almost determined to make you as flustered as you made her. So, she thought back of the way you played with her body before moving onto the strap-on, and bending over so her face was in front of your wet cunt. With uncertain eyes, she looked back up at you, and you couldn't help but feel only a little bit bad as she gave you those sweet doe eyes of hers a pleading gaze... You placed a loving hand on her head, stroking her gently.

"If you would like to stop here, we can. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, my dove," you purred. Furina shook her head.

"No!" She said almost too sharply, "I mean..no, I want to do this. I just...am worried...what if it's not good?" Your eyes squinted as a smile pressed ear to ear, a breathy chuckle escaping your lips as you continued to pet her hair in attempts to soothe your girlfriends nerves.

"It's okay. Just do your best," You encouraged. Furina looked back down and began to lower herself, thinking back to the sensation she typically felt when your tongue pressed against hers. Giving timid licks as if she were a kitten, you watched in fondness as her long eyelashes fluttered shut, and she clumsily began to quicken her pace. her tongue felt light as feathers on your cunt, almost tickling you, before you felt her wet muscle enter your hole. You continued to stroke her hair and tilt your head with a look of love in your eyes, before she looked up with slight disappointment on her face.

"Is it bad?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You...aren't making any sounds!" You raise a curious eyebrow and give her a smile free of judgement, shrugging slightly.

"Just because I'm not moaning doesn't mean I'm not enjoying the sensation, dear." Furina huffed and sat up, pushing your back against the bed and grabbing both of your knees and pulling them apart.

"Can I do it now?"

"You're rather impatient, aren't you?" You hummed, "You were barely down there for a few minutes. But...I loosened myself earlier, anyway, so it's fine. Go ahead, my love." Her eyes widened in surprise at the revelation that you had loosened yourself prior, meaning to her that you had planned this entire situation beforehand. The thought of you touching yourself in prep for her...without being able to witness such a rare sight? She bit her bottom lip before roughly pressing your knees up to your chest and lined the dildo at your entrance, the stretch of the toy causing you to suck in air and tilt your head back slightly with a satisfied hum in the back of your throat. Hearing you make even such a subtle sound of pleasure left Furinas practically drooling, moving her hips in a forward thrust in attempt to hear you moan her name even ever-so-slightly.

Her thrusts were short and quickly slowed, you could see the focus on her face and the lethargy that overtook her small body. The way she thrusted wasn't in any particular movement, it was straightforward and rather sloppy. You heard a whine escape her lips as she bent forward, her hands landing on either side of your head and continuing her hip movements. You used your hands to stroke her cheek and lift up slightly to kiss her as Furina continued to thrust inside of you, but it was easy to decipher her stamina in this regard was very little.

"Are you tired, my dove?" You coaxed into her ear, "Here..." before Furina could protest, you pushed her away slightly signaling for her to remove herself from your hole. She did as was directed, slightly disappointed, only to flip sides with to to which her back was now laying against the sheets and you adjusted yourself on top of the strap, entering once again and riding the top of your girlfriend. Furina watched in awe at your skill, the way you bounced on the silicone cock and used your fingers to rub yourself. Moaning Furinas name, you leaned forward and stared into her beautiful blue orbs with hearts in your eyes.

"Ah.." you moaned slightly, your hips continuing the movements, "you always look prettiest when you're beneath me."

After finishing your endeavors, Furina lay on the bed as you stand up and gather your dirty clothes and head to the bathroom to clean yourself up. Her face was red with embarrassment and hands covering her eyes, groaning and rolling around in bed.

"And in the end...you ended on top of me, anyways..." She whined, "The books make is sound much simpler!" You laughed and made your way back to your shared bed with your girlfriend, kissing her cheek and giving her a wink.

"It's okay, my dove. We have plenty of time to practice, it's not something you get overnight. And besides..." You leaned in to whisper in her ear,

"I love spoiling my precious little pillow princess <3"

[thedenofravenpuff]

How do you feel about other ship's?

Like jack-o-moon x bloodmoon?

Sun x foxy?

Ruin x kc?

I've seen those ships and I canda like them

What's your opinion about the ship's?

Oh boi. I don't consider myself the biggest shipper, though I do find it fun to explore certain relationships just for the heck of it. I love observing how such things get handled in stories and art around in fandoms.

And for these specific examples, you be giving? Well, let's see..

Jack O Moon x Bloodmoon:

Purely platonic to me. For one Jack is too much of a kid, a young AI still learning, to really feel right to ship him with anyone. He's just a sweet bean still learning and growing. More interested in friendships and family than anything else. Let him reach robot puberty before I'll consider anything beyond that with him.

And Bloodmoon is absolutely not interested in anything, physical or romantic. I do adore Jack liking to hang out with him because of the things they have in common and I do hope they can build a brotherhood or at least a friendship together.

Kids Cove aka Sun x Foxy:

Nah, that one was purely crack from the show. Just them making fun of shippers and how things often get read too much into if two characters stand too near each other one minute too long.

So far in the show Sun's showed no interests or preferences since Roxanne, besides the funny commentary on game videos like Cult of the Lamb. Yes I do be a suneclipse shipper, just because I like the idea of the fixer-upper with the anxious ray of sunshine together. And Sun's attraction to the right mixture of toxic traits.

Foxy's also the most straight guy on the entire SB Show. Although I do like he's comfortable enough in his own masculinity to play into Kids Cover just for funzies and clickbait. He really hasn't moved on from Mangle whatsoever.

Ruin x KC:

Yes

I entirely blame @witchysolfan and @dana-chan-the-control-brain for this one, I just find it entertaining in all the right ways! I love a silly ship you can really dig into and look at from all sorts of angles to see how it'd work!

KC being a floozy on tinder already a funny joke on its own, to make one wonder how he swings. Throw in a chaotic nihilist like Ruin? Yeah, I'm bringing popcorn!

Heh, well, these are just my over all quick thoughts on these ships. There's no wrong or right way to ship as long ya respect when others go about it their own ways. Is just about having fun.

Enjoy!

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[confess-ledzeppelin]

I know I'm probably crossing into controversial territory here, but I'm so sick of logging onto Tumblr just to find people talking shit about Jimmy and wishing the most horrible things imaginable over a single fucking thing. He's not a creep, he's not a pedophile, he's not a Satanist, he's not an asshole, and he doesn't deserve even a fraction of the hate he gets. I see it all the time and it's sickening what people wish on him.

I might as well address the elephant in the room first. Lori's story is pretty hard to find information for since she couldn't tell the truth to save her life (I frankly can't stand her because of that), but I did manage to find the actual facts:

First of all, it was never a "passionate long-lasting love affair", it was actually only a few months (they never hooked up again after that, even in the 80s) and they weren't "madly in love" or whatever. I'm frankly not sure which of them technically initiated the relationship (although it's something to take into account that Jimmy is much more reserved than most musicians (like, say, Jagger), and Lori was a groupie for a reason), but it wasn't the way Lori described it at all. She wasn't kidnapped by anyone, and the version about Jimmy waiting in his hotel room with a cane and no clothes on is the most ridiculous rubbish I've ever heard. This isn't fucking West Side Story. They did meet at a show, though. He recognized her as a model since she was at least decently popular, but it's not like he was just waiting on the edge of his seat for a chance with her.

Secondly, this girl was absolutely not groomed. While there are certainly some tragic stories about grooming and pedophilia in the music industry (or just the entertainment industry as a whole, really), Lori is NOT a part of it. Most of these girls, including her, knew what they were doing but didn't care. After all, why would they? It was (for the most part) socially acceptable at the time, even if it wasn't legal. There are lots of women out there who will admit to sleeping with older men while they were 12-17, I've heard it myself. Does that make it right? No, but it's not like she was pushed against a wall or coerced in any way, shape or form. Despite how her stories change every time she tells them, she has said she looks back on her time with Jimmy fondly (Jimmy was very good to all of his lovers, but whether they were good to him is a different story that I'll get to later). Does he? Not really, no. He hardly talks about it and I can't blame him. But if he could go back, it's something that wouldn't have been repeated. He is a human being who made a mistake that just like every single one of us has, yet for some reason he apparently deserves to go to hell for it. It makes no sense to me. One mistake shouldn't define who he is as a person. And by the way, the "Jimmy Page if minors" memes aren't funny and you know it. Stop.

Anyway, as for what I said about past lovers, it's honestly tragic. First it was Jackie DeShannon, the same girl that kept him physically retrained in a hotel room against his will and assaulted him at least once, all while insisting that she loved him. And he believed it. One of her two songs about him, "Don't Turn Your Back On Me", basically gives the message of "we are going to last last forever. And if we don't, yes we will. Fake it 'til you make it, or else." It creeps me out. Next it was Charlotte, the same woman who allegedly cheated on him several times (even though he was faithful to her just like every other woman he was with), started heated arguments with him constantly (one time during a fight she even slapped him hard in the face while wearing several rings, which likely drew blood), and always retained a very "well he's okay, I guess" view on him even when they were having a baby. Jimmy, on the other hand, adored her and tried to give her the best. He even once said something along the lines of, "as long as I have Charlotte, I'll be okay" when he felt threatened. Basically, he would've crossed an ocean for her while she wouldn't have crossed a puddle for him. Their entire story actually reminds me a lot of Since I've Been Loving You, and he deserved so much better. Maybe there were even more incidents like these that never made it to the public, even though I don't think they're very well-known. Naturally there was also Lori, who was - to put it lightly - way more trouble than she was worth, and just her existence unfairly taints his reputation. There were also a few times when screaming girls mobbed the stage and started taking his clothes off, although I suppose they don't count for this bit.

But imagine if that shit was reversed. He would be crucified. And the best part? People actually turn it around to make it sound like it was him doing all of that. Absolutely rich. I really think people hate him just for the sake of it.

Another thing is his interest in the occult and how he's typically assumed to be a Satanist, because he gets plenty of hate for that, too. I'll put it this way: if I were to be super interested in, say, sharks, does that make me a marine biologist? Even if I study sharks for hours and visit the aquarium every week, even if I buy a whole bookstore about them, does that make me one? No, of course not. I don't see a difference. I know many occultists practice witchcraft and worship Satan and a bunch of really creepy things, but he's not one of them.

People also dislike him just for being a general asshole, and that's just as wrong. He's a sweetheart, a gentleman, and he's actually pretty funny, too. This is the same guy who rushed to help Robert up back when he was on crutches and fell in a studio. Robert said he'd never seen him move so fast. He's been there for Robert through a lot, and I think it should be said that the only reason he wasn't present at Karac's funeral was because he was physically unable. 1977 was obviously one of the worst - if not THE worst - year for him as far as his health; I think we all know that. He had even lost so much weight that his clothes from school were huge on him. But when the media came after him for answers on why he wasn't there, he accidentally made himself look pretty callous (as far as Jones goes on the situation, my guess is that he just already had vacation plans or figured it wasn't his problem anyway).

Also worth mentioning, Jimmy has done TONS of work for charity. He joined and played a part in Task Brazil, the ABC Trust, the Ahmet Ertegun Education Fund, Childline, Mount Sinai Hospital, MusiCares, the AIDS Memorial Campaign and Racehorse Sanctuary (I believe these are also supported by Robert, naturally).

This is also the same dorky guy who was found in a literal pillowcase by a roadie who was sent to wake him up. The same guy who sneezed while recording the Stairway to Heaven solo and grew frustrated with himself and started apologizing while the rest of the band couldn't stop laughing their asses off. The guy who knows not to take himself obnoxiously seriously and can laugh at himself, and has a great sense of humor. He's shy and reserved, but he's always been kind enough to notice when other people have needed help. He's always been a very polite "yes sir and no ma'am" kind of guy who says gosh instead of swearing and has a very soft voice. He's also the ultimate mama's boy, and still is even with her gone.

Sometimes he even says the most beautifully poetic things ever. "I'm just looking for an angel with a broken wing." "I remember when I was young I used to run along railway bridges with 250 foot drops... just dancing..." I mean, come on.

I'm not sure what about this guy is worth hating.

Anyway, that's my soapbox. Thanks.

Also can't fit this onto a picture, so just sharing as is. Thanks, anon!

[theawkwardsiren]

Jealousy - Veneer x F!Reader (fluff)

summary - you get jealous of all the attention he gets from fangirls after one asks him to sign an AI generated picture of her and him. however, when he decides to take you to an event with him and show you off, the tables turn

warnings - jealous Veneer

Velvet and Veneer were huge stars, there was no doubt about that. So it was no surprise when the Rageons started obsessing over them, boys and girls alike. You couldn't blame them, Velvet was gorgeous and Veneer even more so.

But you hated it.

Maybe if he didn't thrive on the attention from them you would be okay with it. But it was hard to watch at every event where he would go and sign autographs and blow kisses and seemed to enjoy it. He lived for the attention he received from his fans, which wouldn't be so bad if 90% of them weren't female.

But every time you wanted to bring it up, he distracted you with a sweet kiss or flirty comment and you would be so flustered you'd forget what you were upset about.

Today was an especially bad day.

It was another show, another reason for girls to fawn over your boyfriend and him to bask in it. You felt a little more down than usual, but Veneer's cheery attitude was hard not to catch and you ended up walking down the carpet with him, a smile on your face.

That quickly changed when a girl screamed for him to sign her poster. Ordinarily, that wouldn't be problematic but when you saw the poster your stomach churned unpleasantly, a frown replacing your smile. It was an AI-generated picture of her clinging to him like he was her boyfriend, and it made you queasy so after a few seconds you looked away. Veneer didn't notice the issue, but Velvet did and because she actually liked you - not just because you always made her so pretty - she gave her idiot brother a subtle kick and gestured in your direction. Veneer was quick to change attitude when he saw that you were upset, and tossed the poster aside to rush to you.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong?" His green-tinted lips tugged down into a frown. "Are you feeling sick again?"

"A little," you admitted, trying to give him a smile but came out weak and unconvincing. "Go on, I'll just be backstage if you need me."

"No, no, no, I'm going to take you there myself," he insisted, "The show can wait a little bit." He didn't take no for an answer, grabbing your elbow gently and leading you away from the crowd. Once you were backstage, he sighed and turned to you, "I know you're not sick, you would have said so earlier. What's wrong?"

You sighed and sat down, looking at your lap, "I...I know this is silly and I shouldn't be upset because it's just your fan, but...that poster...I..." You were struggling to get it out, thinking you were being stupid. "I just got a little jealous."

Veneer found that absolutely adorable, and took your hand to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles, "You know I don't want anyone but you right, darling? I promise."

"I know," you managed a small smile, "It's just that sometimes your fans can be a little too much."

The green-haired boy finally noticed how much this was really bothering you, and quickly made you stand so he could pull you into his arms, wrapping them securely around you. He always made you feel loved, safe and wanted, especially when he held you like this and he knew it. He couldn't have his girlfriend thinking she wasn't enough.

"I love you."

Your head shot up so you could look at him, eyes widened, "Veneer-"

"I know we've never said it before, but it's how I feel," he squeezed your hands. "And it means the world to me that you're always by my side, supporting me despite the way you've been feeling about my fans. And I promise I'll stop giving them so much attention, I'm sorry I've been neglecting how you feel."

At this your smile widened, "It's okay, it really is. After hearing all that, how can I still be upset?" You leaned in and pressed your lips to his, softly and gently kissing him. When you pulled back, you caressed his cheek with your thumb, "I love you too."

This got him excited, his energy rising and he lifted you up to kiss you again, making you laugh as you tried to stop him.

"Babe, go sing!"

-

From that moment onwards, Veneer always took you to events with his hand on you somewhere that showed you were his. He held you anywhere, any way he could and also made sure to kiss you a few times for the cameras, even if they were just short pecks on the lips. He wanted everyone to know he was taken.

One event, however, was going to make things a little different and show you a side of Veneer that you hadn't seen before.

After the usual signing of autographs, waving and smiling, and kissing you until Velvet pulled you apart, the three of you entered the building hosting the event the twins had been invited for. Velvet immediately went off to find important people to talk to, leaving you and her brother alone which neither of you minded. With his arm around your waist, you were comfortable and happy to just walk around with him.

That is, of course, when someone pulled him away for a conversation that looked more like an interview, which left you to wander around on your own. A little bit uncomfortable, you tried to look like you belonged even if you didn't feel like you did.

"Hello, I don't believe we've met before," a voice spoke from behind you, causing you to turn and see a young man - one of the twins' musical rivals.

"Oh, hi," you forced a smile, "I just don't like to talk to people at these events." Not a total lie, because you only liked to talk if you were with Veneer. "I'm just here for my boyfriend and his sister."

"Ah, Velvet and Veneer, right? It's crazy how they just took over the whole industry."

"Well, they are very talented," you defended, "So it's not that surprising."

"Of course, I'm not denying that," he chuckled, moving closer, "But as talented as they are, it doesn't seem like they appreciate you much. Especially your so-called boyfriend."

Now that made you even more uncomfortable, because you could see where this was going now, "They do. They don't have to show it in public."

He seemed to ignore that because he went on, moving closer, "It's only recently I see that Veneer has been more affectionate publicly. No disrespect to him, but a girl as beautiful as you could do a lot better."

"That was disrespectful," you pointed out. "He's a wonderful boyfriend, not that it's any of your business."

"Maybe so, but I could be a better boyfriend," his suggestion made you sick to your stomach, and you backed away.

"I think I'm-"

"And I'm back, pretty," Veneer's familiar voice filled your ears, his arms snaking around your waist from behind as he pressed a dangerously seductive kiss to your shoulder. "Sorry I took so long, you know how these people are."

"It's okay," you smiled and relaxed at his touch, "I was just talking to-"

"Ah, yes," Veneer cut you off, his voice turning dark and snippy, "The new-on-the-block artist who can't sing to save his life and always looks like a walking fashion disaster." His grip on you tightened almost possessively.

You were shocked. You knew Veneer could be mean if he wanted to, but the tone of his voice was almost...dangerous. Threatening. He was trying to be intimidating, and while this was a new side of him, you'd be damned if you didn't find it absolutely hot.

"Look, man-" The guy started, raising his hands defensively.

"No, you look," Veneer sneered, "This is my girlfriend, and if you so much as look in her direction again, I will have you canceled within hours." Again, very domineering and very hot. "Now, scramble back to whatever hole you crawled out of, you're boring me." The bored tone his voice took on proved his words.

The guy was quick to take his leave, practically running away from you.

"I see what you mean," your boyfriend mumbled into your neck, "I didn't like seeing someone else give you romantic attention."

You smiled and turned your head so you could peck his lips, "You handled it very well, actually. Really hot. I'm glad you know I'm only yours."

He grinned and whirled you around so he could kiss you, right in front of everyone else. Veneer had never been shy with PDA, but this was to prove to everyone who could see that you were his and his alone.

"I love doing that," he remarked excitedly when you pulled apart, then smirked when he noticed yours and his lipsticks had smudged and mixed colours on both your lips. "Perfect."

Your face grew hot, but you managed to tell him three important words, "I love you."

He beamed, "I love you too. Now, let's go enjoy this...whatever it is."

"Did you seriously forget what event you were invited to?"

"No...maybe..." He laughed nervously, "But I have you to tell me!"

You laughed and shook your head, "Yeah, you're lucky you do."

[light-purp-insect]

Can I request headcanons for Raphael, Haarlep, Kar'niss, and Zevlor with oblivious gn crush?

Head In The Clouds

([all separate] Raphael, Haarlep, Kar'niss, Zevlor x GN unspecified Tav)

Banner credits in alt!

Notes/warnings: both SFW and Mature (no exact NSFW, marked for safety), flirting, failed seduction (Haarlep being an Incubus), somewhat manipulative(? Maybe???) behavior, suggestive themes, confused characters, dancing, self questioning/self doubt, extremely short mention of canonical death, close proximity/touching/hugging, obviously mentions of spider anatomy, Kar'niss is deranged and I don't know how to emphasize that, library dates (but Tav doesn't know that), mentions of the Infernal language in DnD, reading together, Zevlor tries to teach you a new language, not-a-real-date turns into a real date

I swear, the vast majority of BG3 fans see a pair of horns and their eyes nearly pop out of their skull. Me too!! Also I decided to make these short scenes, just as a treat for myself really.

-- Raphael --

Oh dear, he wasn't expecting this. Here he was, in his full cambion form, in the middle of the House of Hope, teaching you how to ballroom dance, and you weren't aware he had some feelings for you? How foolish could you get, little mouse? Yes, he fully was planning on taking your soul before he warmed up to you this past two days after letting you see his marvelous self, but now he couldn't be so certain. You were smiling as if you were still merely friends- no, only acquaintances! He wouldn't show the dissatisfaction his face, not even when you nearly stepped on his tail while trying to teach you the Viennese Waltz. Of course he had been holding you even closer than what the dance had called for, but that was his mistake, and he'd rather be bathed in holy water than blame you for it. "That's it, little mouse, very good." The demon whispered low in your ear. "How about we try a Foxtrot next, hmm?"

-- Haarlep --

If he was honest, now that you had warmed to him, something deep in the pit of his soul felt like perhaps it wasn't worth just sleeping with you once. Did he hate this new emotion? Oh absolutely, there's not a moment where he doesn't know how to react. He wasn't exactly used to actually loving someone-- were Incubi really, truly capable of love? Whatever, Raphael wasn't home, and it was the perfect opportunity to get you in his master's bed for an evening. Hopefully that would remove this-... Whatever this is. When the massive demon placed his hands on your waist and pressed your back against his near bare chest he purred out the honeyed tone he was so well known for. "Such an exquisite little mouse, you'd be a favorable meal. Come to bed with me, won't you?" Except that didn't happen. You had turned your head to him to answer, not a single hint of voluptuous desire in your eyes. "Now that I think of it, I could use a moment to lie down. Would you like to nap then?" Quite obviously he didn't expect that in the slightest. Much like his master, he didn't show much in his expression. Only a beat of silence before a rather content reply. "... Yes, a nap would actually be quite delightful about now."

-- Kar'niss --

The poor drider was quite upset, how come his chosen beloved didn't see how much he adored them and everything they ever touched? Was it because he was unsightly? Was it because he was cursed with his semi-chitinous body? In reality, it was probably because you just thought he was thankful you saved him from his demise, which he was! But even now as he hunkered down to hold you close to his chest, even using his pedipalps to keep you close. "Please, my savior, I need you!" Unlike the other times he grabbed on to you, this one felt proper; he was being gentle. His chin rest upon your head as a low growl softly reverberated in his throat. The bitter smell of old moss hit your nose like a freight train, but he didn't let go or tighten his grip. "Bless me with your warmth, just for a moment." You couldn't hear his next words, only mumbling as he was slowly losing the ability to hold himself together. "Please, one day you will love me too. Silly bug, one day I'll have you in my web, just you wait."

-- Zevlor --

While this wasn't a date in your eyes, and since he didn't tell you that it could be considered one either, Zevlor was slightly anxious. Who wouldn't, though? He brought you to a rather nice library, and he was worried how you would even consider going on something like a date with him. Then again you were sitting in his lap as he was trying to teach you some Infernal writing. The book laid in your lap as his arms came in front of you to point out the rather intricate looking letters. "That right there says 'Charming', I know the look a little close together." He placed his hand over yours and helped you point to the word, helping you pick out all eight letters of the word. "Does that mean the word I just read a moment ago spelt 'charred'?" You ask with humor in your voice. You could hear Zevlor give a delighted huff behind you, trying not to breathe on your neck. "That is correct." He slowly moves his hand away from yours. The tingle of your skin still lingered on his palm. "I think we might be reading a cookbook. I think this is... Beef Wellington? Would you like to make it together some time?" Hope was evident in his tone, but you couldn't tell if it was from the prospect of spending time together of making something for dinner.

[mrs-monaghan]

OMG Tae did way worse than I expected 💀💀💀

Slow Dancing - #3 on Billboard's Global Excl US. Jimin did #2 because of that Morgan whale

#4 on Billboard's Global 200 this week! - JM #2

BB 200 - Tae - #2 100K album, JM #2 164K.

BB 100 - Jm #1, Tae - #51 💀💀

the way most popular member charted below than Suga is crazy lol. Even Jimin's all hated Bside SMF ate it up so bad (#30 BB). This is answer to his rabid stans than internet popularity doesn't give you a shit irl. First outchart supposedly unpopular rapline before getting Park Jimin's lowest numbers lmao

Before I comment on this I would just like it to be known; I AM NOT A V ANTI!!!!!

This isn't a disclaimer. I am only stating this because of the asks I've go10 shitting on him. I will not be posting those. I don't blame anyone but myself. I know I have allowed people to vent about him here before and I was definitely among the people getting pissed at the JK name dropping but I'm pretty chill these days. So V's antics don't bother me and also there is something about binging all that Layover content continously that just reminds you that V is not the monster people paint him out to be.

If you haven't had the time i recommend this video. It was my favourite and I quite enjoyed it.

He is funny and honestly I also wanna say adorable 😂😂

Sure, the way he treats those around him could use some adjustment. But those around him seem to love him just fine so who I'm I to be mad at him, you know?

Now that that's out of the way, let's indeed talk numbers. I've said multiple times the 2 most popular members are Jimin and JK. Not V and JK. We've seen this before but sure, let's revisit the topic.

So a friend of mine who quite enjoys keeping tabs on numbers did the following math:

September 9th Streams, Thailand percentage compared to overall Streams:

Seven: 17,6 %

Slow Dancing: 29,6 %

Like Crazy: 8,7 %

So this is the amount of Streams Thailand had for the Maknae line Main Tracks on September 9th, Compared to worldwide Streams.

😁

Maknae Line, Main Track Streams Debut Day. Global vs USA vs Thailand

Debut Streams "Seven":

Global: 15,99 M

USA: 2,064 M (12,9 %)

Thailand: 1,3 M (8,13 %)

*

Debut Streams "Like Crazy":

Global: 6,6 M

USA: 0.997 M (15,1 %)

Thailand: 0,165 M (7,5 %)

*

Debut Streams "Slow Dancing":

Global: 6,14 M

USA: 0,388 M (6,3 %)

Thailand: 0,970 M (15,8 %)

These are the Streams for each Main Track's Debut Day. Global vs US vs Thailand

In conclusion:

-USA and Thailand looooooove JK. BUT Seven is charting in 71 out of 72 (wow) eligble Spotify countries. So it's a bob and a hit globally.

-USA loooooooooves Jimin. Thailand, not so much 😬

-Thailand absolutely looooooves V. USA, not so much.

But we kinda already knew this no? Alot of vermin are in Thailand, Vietnam and Philippines, etc. SouthEastAsian is Taekook domain statistically speaking. But the thing is, its still mostly V they prioritize. SEVEN experienced global success coz JK appears to be a fan favourite everywhere. So that helps him even when the SouthEastAsians decide to mostly support V.

So assuming these calculations are correct, which they should be since they are from Spotify Global, (feel free to go do your own) I really don't understand how it was concluded V is the most popular member. And there is many more countries to choose from, my friend only used Thailand coz its one of the countries that stream the most.

People assuming V is the most popular coz of his followers on IG, Guys, Instagram is only one app. V solos n V biased Armys can convince themselves that he's the most popular but numbers do not lie. Chapter 2 has shown that that, is not the case at all. I mean if you've been on twitter you've seen V hasn't even been able to beat Suga in certain categories and records. Like anon said.

The purpose of my post is not to say V isn't liked. That would be a lie. I'm just saying if anything JK is the most popular BTS member. And that's on fax 💯💯💯💯 with Jimin being a very, very, close second. And I know by saying this I am beating a dead horse atp but if Jimin had go10 the push JK did they would either be head to head or he would have surpassed him. So imagine what a big deal it is, that Jimin is doing so well right now and he didn't even get that huge company support.

US album sales were 3K according to Billboard, thats like 30k singles. China did 800k 😱 Asia loves V. US however, which is where it counts for Billboard, do not. Billboard sabotaged all Asians after Jimin won, which means if JK hadn't go10 radio play he never would have won. So, without radio play, V was never going to get that number 1. Those who aren't dillusional already knew this. So we aren't surprised

[marichive]

𝐓 𝐎 𝐗 𝐈 𝐂 𝐈 𝐓 𝐀

A compilation of things a muse of mine has said. Ranges from 100% seriousness to absolute chaos (but mostly chaos). Change pronouns / etc. when sending as needed.

tw for drinking/alcohol mentions, suggestive content, violence mentions, lots of swearing / insults, other non-PG shenanigans.

❝ Get the heart eyes away from me. ❞

❝ I can't help it, I'm just too hot. ❞

❝ Was I supposed to NOT be mean? ❞

❝ I am what the boomers like to call a "delinquent". ❞

❝ Just think before you say anything, "would I say this to [name] for fun", and if the answer is yes, do not say that shit to her. ❞

❝ Aw, did that hurt your little feelings? ❞

❝ Oh dear god, what torture are you going to put me through now? ❞

❝ Words cannot express how much I hate the words that I just read with my own two eyes. ❞

❝ Call me [nickname] again and I'll break your face. ❞

❝ If you turn that into a sex joke I swear to god — ❞

❝ Cursed. Horrible. Disappointing. ❞

❝ Adorable that you think you're worth the effort. ❞

❝ The only kink here is gonna be the one in your fucking spine. ❞

❝ One, I'm not your babe. Two, I will fucking strangle you. ❞

❝ Do you have a death wish or something? ❞

❝ Feel like doing something ridiculous? ❞

❝ I feel like this is what happens before someone walks into an intervention. ❞

❝ My entire support system is having a crisis right now. ❞

❝ I'm just not ready to deal with it right now. ❞

❝ I'm not gonna try to fix things and get myself in another fight as a consequence. ❞

❝ I fucked up and kinda shut down before I could. ❞

❝ I don't know how to make this right. ❞

❝ Maybe he's better off without me. ❞

❝ You went right back to blaming me for everything the first chance you got. ❞

❝ I imagine it's hard for you to feel sorry for anyone at all. ❞

❝ I can't catch a fucking break. ❞

❝ I actually liked the idea that we could maybe be friends and move past everything, but you're always going to think the worst of me. ❞

❝ I guess I did ruin everything, didn't I? ❞

❝ I needed to win to prove to myself that I could do it. ❞

❝ No no, this one is actually a good idea! ❞

❝ See, this is why you're perfect for each other. ❞

❝ Maybe he'll be more receptive to it if you're there. Or at least less hostile about it. ❞

❝ I think you're probably the only person who could get through to him on this. ❞

❝ I've had to do a lot of things I didn't want to do to try to get by. I get what that's like. ❞

❝ You're not a snack, you're a whole damn meal. Don't be humble. ❞

❝ Soooo I might have done something. ❞

❝ He's too much of a petty bitch for that. ❞

❝ I'm going to terrorize him. ❞

❝ Guess I better get the bullying out of my system before then. ❞

❝ Wow, that's like, third base. ❞

❝ Hold my [object] while I kick ass for you. ❞

❝ You're the cutest duck, though. ❞

❝ That's the option with the least violence. ❞

❝ You're probably the only person I trust that much. ❞

❝ Okay that was cute, you can have a kiss for that one. ❞

❝ Um, that's me. I'm the Precious here. ❞

❝ I'm a scam of a person. ❞

❝ Don't worry, I'm sure all her murder energy is focused on [name]. ❞

❝ Want me to make mean faces at them? ❞

❝ There is something and I need you for impulse control. Or you can enable me, that's cool too. ❞

❝ Yeah but like, we're little shits by choice. He's a little shit out of hatred or spite or whatever the fuck fuels him to act like this. ❞

❝ I'm pretty sure my brain stopped working several times. ❞

❝ It's scandalous! I mean we're just SO wholesome and innocent. ❞

❝ People might start to think we're in love or something. ❞

❝ Getting kicked out of [location] sounds fun. ❞

❝ They are looking at me with their EYES. ❞

❝ . . . I've never seen that. ❞

❝ The trauma is half the fun. I'm just melodramatic. ❞

❝ Don't tell me how to breathe, mouth breather. ❞

❝ Why were you listening you fucking creature !? ❞

❝ Dude go to fucking therapy, I'm not even kidding. ❞

❝ I need to bleach my brain. ❞

❝ It was for safety purposes you nasty bastard! ❞

❝ Dishonor on you, gambling satan! ❞

❝ I don't know how you're still alive. ❞

❝ You call me the antichrist and accuse me of being pregnant at least three times per month. He gives me hugs and pizza. ❞

❝ No you're right, I set my expectations too high. ❞

❝ Why did you bet on THIS of all things oh my fucking god??? ❞

❝ Everyone's always like "[name] you have daddy issues" but I have no dad to have issues with so??? ❞

❝ I will beat you to death with your own limbs. ❞

❝ You Gary Busey lookin' bitch. ❞

❝ We have to watch you guys make bedroom eyes at each other all the time, we just want it to stop. ❞

❝ You use my horny behavior against me, it's only fair I get to use yours against you. ❞

❝ I have no sense of self preservation. It's why I get into so many fights. ❞

❝ Glad to know you approve of horrendously spiteful revenge tactics. ❞

❝ I may talk shit but I do worry about you. ❞

❝ Oh, I'm completely vile. I'm well aware. ❞

❝ At least I don't look like I got hit by a school bus because the driver thought you were a threat to the children on board. ❞

❝ Why are you the way that you are? I hate so much about the things you choose to be. ❞

❝ Well maybe you should, I don't know, talk to him about his trauma before you give him sex advice? Seems a bit out of order. ❞

❝ [name], don't touch my baby boy! ❞

❝ Did he drop kick my son !? ❞

❝ You told me you dropped [name/object] down the stairs, I do not trust you. ❞

❝ Say sike right now !! ❞

❝ Is this actually happening?? Am I having an aneurysm???? ❞

❝ I feel like this was a big accomplishment, we came out of this with no attempted murder. So it's a win. ❞

❝ Maybe we DO have the power of god and anime on our side. ❞

❝ I don't know if I trust you two drinking around each other. ❞

❝ I said behave oh my fucking god. ❞

❝ Do it for Voltron! ❞

❝ You like [food/brand/name], you clearly have no taste. ❞

❝ No breaking of the sacred pinky oath! ❞

❝ That was so stupid, but thanks for the attempted save. ❞

❝ I'm gonna hit you in the dick with a car while listening to the Power Rangers theme song, and I'm gonna have so much fun doing it, dickhead. ❞

❝ The rules are reasonable. The problem is that I am unreasonable and I know I will break them. ❞

[whorbidmore]

OMGGG IM SO SORRY (first anon here) I LITERALLLYYY saved ur post last month n was like "im gonna send u another anon :)" (i forgorted)

ANYWAYS HI HOW R U idk what to say my brain is dead rn i am literally just thinking about leon instead of sleeping 😔

- gonna tag myself for the future with 🐕

AAAA omg hiiii :3!!!

i am actually so fucking late to this and literally every single ask that's been sent cus i have been going through it the last couple months (not in relation to mental health but like def not helping yk?)

but actually ive been sitting on this ask since you sent it fully giggling and kicking my feet cus hehe :3 i got asks :3 and yes ofc you will gladly dub you as my puppy anon <3 🐕

and actually that kinda got me thinking just now how leon is ABSOLUTELY the lover that always has you on their mind. he's going to get himself food at the grocery store? he has to fight himself not to get something he thinks you'd like.

he always loses, but could you blame him! how could he refuse himself from the highest praise of "omg you remembered?!! i love these!!"

sometimes he sneaks on his phone whenever there's a spare moment just to reread text convos. never ask him if he does that, he will lie and say he doesn't, even though he is a terrible liar. does he fully understand the memes you send him? not in the slightest! but the fact you showed him something that put a smile on your adorable little face makes him feel proud. like, you trust him enough to share what made you laugh with him? with the hopes of making him laugh?

deadass would be smiling at his phone, then someone will come up behind him like "aw, your partner text you?" only to see something like

with leon just sitting there like :) i don't get it either :)

the more memes you send him, the more he wants to be with you. you send him one meme? he thinks about coming home early and just hugging you until you both fall asleep together. you send him memes back and forth between his dry ass old man responses of "👍" "😂" "haha" (cus bffr he would), and he's only thinking in censor bars. all pixelation and beeps. goes through all the stages of grief as he realizes he still wants to fuck you after all this.

then he sends you a corny ass dad joke and you go through the exact same thing.

idk what this is but i desire this man carnally and tbf i am on my knees for him like 🐕 whenever. wherever.