#the one i got is cute but i don't have a picture of it...

[snail-day]

Packing for a beach trip right now and it's got me thinking about SatoSugu on trips.

I'd imagine that, Suguru does all the planning. Lets you pick out all your little outfits - bikinis, coverups, cute little sundresses, and folds them neatly into your shared suitcase. He even sneaks in one outfit he picked out himself, something that coordinates with what he and Satoru are bringing. “For family pictures,” he murmurs, not looking at you, and you don’t have the heart to tease him when you catch the soft flush on his cheeks.

(He absolutely scrapbooks. Has little captions under Polaroids like Baby's first beach trip, and Satoru tried to catch a seagull. Mothers so hard and denies it harder)

You’re sprawled out across the bed, bally down as you scroll on your phone, Suguru sits cross-legged on the floor in front of two open suitcases. Occasionally, holds something up and asks, “Are these shoes okay for walking?” or “Can I put your jewelry with my stuff, don't want it to get lost, y'know?” Always so thoughtful and careful with your things. He folds all of Satoru’s clothes too - meticulously, even though Satoru will inevitably wrinkle them within twenty minutes, and throws in an extra pair of glasses just in case. Even a little sun hat for you.

Your job, along with Satoru’s, is to handle the little travel essentials: snacks, toiletries, chargers, the fun stuff. Satoru loves going to the store with you. Gets to nudge your arm with his, steal quick kisses when no one’s looking (and when they are), and hold up items like, “Think Suguru would like these?” or “Ooo, should we get him a book for the beach?” You both go wildly off-list, of course. New towels? Absolutely. Sandcastle tools? Necessary. A novelty kite shaped like a jellyfish? You know exactly who’s going to be holding that string from a lounge chair while you and Satoru dive into the waves.

On the actual trip, whether it’s a plane, train, or long car ride, the seating arrangement is always the same. You get the window. Suguru takes the middle. Satoru sprawls out in the aisle seat. That order isn’t negotiable. Suguru insists he just prefers the middle, but you know it’s because he doesn’t want strangers brushing up against you. He’s still working on that possessiveness thing (his words, not yours). And Satoru, well - he has to be on the aisle. Says it's for his long legs and so he can ensure everyone is safe. Mostly it’s because he likes to go fetch snacks.

Once you arrive, it’s pure bliss. Suguru likes to relax. He spreads out under an umbrella with a book and takes photo after photo of the waves, of you and Satoru tangled up in salt-soaked towels, of his sandals half-buried in sand. He takes selfies too, pulling you into frame with a kiss to your your cheek and waving Satoru into the shot with the sweetest smile. He’ll ask a stranger to take a full group picture and makes it his lock screen later.

Satoru, on the other hand. He spends the day chasing you into the surf, tossing you over his shoulder despite Suguru's protests (You're laughing! What's the harm?), and twirling you around until you’re both breathless and sun-drenched. Suguru watches from his spot on the sand, sunglasses reflecting the sea. You’ll find him smiling to himself every time he catches you looking his way. He will give a little wave. Vacations are his favorite times with you both <3

[harmless-variety-of-garden-snake]

For the kids make me write thingy, bucktommy 33? ❤️

(...forcefully)

Okay the typo made me smile so this is the goofy bullshit you're getting I'm so sorry.

This isn't how Tommy pictured his wedding day. For one, he wasn't picturing a tiara. For another, he'd always imagined he'd be wearing a tux or a suit and not a t-shirt that defines a helicopter pilot as "someone who does precision guesswork based on unreliable data provided by those of questionable knowledge."

To be fair, the officiant was also usually not a determined four-year-old wearing butterfly wings and a Spider-Man costume.

Really, the only thing that's matching up is the fact that he's sitting across from a smiling Evan, who is wearing a bow tie, but it's a clip-on resting on one of Tommy's Harbor shirts.

Also, the ring-bearer is a drooling Kevin, who's sitting in his bouncy chair and mashing Gerber Puffs into his mouth. That one's close to the fantasy, at least.

"Now, kiss!" Jee demands. "Or you're not married."

Tommy leans in and pecks Evan on the lips, and there's a huff of displeasure.

"No, real kiss!"

Yeah, okay, she's in a bossy phase. At least it's a cute bossy phase. Her cheeks get all puffed out when she pouts.

Evan bites back a smile before grabbing Tommy by the face and mashing their lips together for a long moment. It's not sexy, it's not even tender, but it's going to make the top ten list based on the fact that neither of them can stop smiling.

"Okay, that's too long," Jee says, patting Tommy's elbow. "You can stop."

Tommy sits back and reaches up to straighten his precariously perched tiara. "Sorry, we got a little carried away. Do we get to have a party now?"

"No," she says solemnly, dragging her brother's chair forward. "Now you have to take care of your baby."

"I thought this was your baby," Evan reminds her.

She stands up and brushes invisible lint off her costume. "No, he's yours now. I'm gonna go potty."

She toddles off, and Tommy looks down at Kevin and then up at Evan. "Well, I didn't think it would happen like this, but at least he's cute."

Evan brushes crumbs off Kevin's onesie and lifts the baby out of the chair, kissing his chubby cheeks. "I don't think Maddie's going to be onboard with it, but we can turn the office into a nursery. Isn't that right?"

Tommy rests a hand on the baby's back and leans in to kiss his cheek and then Evan's, his heart exploding behind his sternum when Evan's smile widens at the touch of his lips.

[mariposticc]

⋆.˚Birthday kiss

drunk!bakugou x reader, friends to lovers(??)

an; very self indulgent and ooc katsuki (very sappy and sweet) also first time writing fanfic in years, so forgive me if its not perfect!

pulling into your best friends driveway, the loud music echoing out of the thick brick walls and the bass can be felt from inside you car.

opening your car doors with a large cake with the text "happy 21st birthday Katsuki" written on the top in orange airy icing, making sure you don't drop it while slamming the door behind you.

the songs heard from the driveway now blasting in your ears, and the chatter of the tipsy people who came way earlier then you.

you set the cake down on the kitchen island, opening the plastic top and setting the big numbered candles down in the middle of the cake.

"was wondering when you were comin' by" the familiar voice of bakugou creeped up behind you, you could smell the alcohol on him as he inched closer to you

"duh, what makes you think i would miss my best friends 21st birthday?" you turn around to face him after making sure the candles were even and centred

as you turn around bakugou goes to step closer to you, the red solo cup in his hand clashing with your body and his drink spilling onto your top.

"shit, I'm so fuckin' sorry sweets" bakugou says, reaching for paper towels he could have sworn were on the counter "fuck, i thought i had some paper towel here, some ass must have moved them"

"it's okay haha, didnt expect to be doused in liquor within the first 5 minutes of me being here though" you laugh as you wipe your hands on your top like it would remove some of the alcoholic drink soaked into it.

"yeah.. come on up to my room. ill give you a shirt, might not be as cute as the one you got on now, but will stop everyone from seeing your bra" you can tell he's already drunk by the small compliments and pet names he's already given you this evening.

as you following him up the stairs, you see the pictures of him and the rest of the bakugou family in photos framed on the wall, even some pictures of you and him together as young kids playing at the park and at your high school graduation, seeing the gradual aging of him in these photos makes you realize how time slips away from you, though you mind comes back to reality when you are faced with the entrance of his bedroom.

"there we go, take this one, think you've already worn it recently, smells like you." he says, tossing the t-shirt to you.

you turns around from him as you pull of the wet top you had on before and slipping on the dry one he gave you. When you turn back around bakugou is laying on his bed, looking at you, him hand gesturing to come sit beside him.

after sitting down, the two of you talk, talking about the nonsense of the people at the party before you arrived and laughing at the dumb things that happened, slowly loosing track of time and forgetting the party going on downstairs.

"y'know, i like when its just us. me and you, togther, alone.." his eyes are low and heavy.

"I do too, i like being alone with you like this, makes me feel like were kids again, we were inseperable" you inch closer to him wanting to feel the warmth of his skin.

"yeah yer' clingy as hell, but.. I dont mind it if its you." bakugou says has he turns to face you, your eyes locking.

before you can process it, his hands are on either side of your face, pulling you into a kiss, his lips sync perfectly with yours and his rough calloused hands stroke your cheeks as he leans in closer, deeping the kiss.

"happy birthday kats."

[r0-boat]

For last night's stream we streamed a cute little dating sin called "I JUST WANT TO BE SINGLE!!"

It was a game cast of mostly girls even the MC and it was very cute.

As you may not or may already know I have a challenge where every after stream I do I make a drabble or headcanons or any writing based on the game I've played! And since the dating sim was very generic at school transfer student I thought I would do the same with WHB!

So enjoy being the human transfer student at an all demon school.

What in hell is bad? Seven Kings X transfer student

Whb high school AU

Mammon's Dad is alive, Solomon is your father these devils are younger than in the Canon games. Strictly an AU for fun silly purposes. All people are adults I don't specify if it's a high school or a college, but if it helps you sleep at night it's college. Solomon is one of those cool teachers that every student loves, Solomon isn't the best father but he is trying.

Cw: very silly, sfw but suggestive, cliche, some mention of sex because of you know who.

Intro:

What the fuck???

Three words screamed into your mind as you look on at the building that was supposedly your school It looked less like a school building and more like a castle. It's even look like the universities all your friends got accepted in. It looked more than that. Like how we would picture a top college like Yale or Harvard would look like if you've never seen or even heard of it before.

You knew that mysterious all expenses paid scholarship was a bad idea. But it wasn't a prank fine print was fine print. And the icing on the cake. Your father Solomon I would never home because of work was the one who sent you the letter.

Whatever they saw in you must be damn good to be able to get a fucking scholarship and a school that looks like this. The courtyard was utterly deserted signaling that everyone was probably already in their classes. You sigh as you walk over to the huge gated fence slowly and struggling to push the giant iron Gates open enough for you to squeeze by. Seriously who the hell are these gates designed for prisoners?!

But as soon as you stepped through the door this school was a different place entirely. It looked so orderly and clean on the outside but on the inside... It looks like a war zone. Cracks and holes in the floor boarded up windows with broken glass scattered about. The place wreaked of cigarettes and weed and alcohol. Just what kind of school was this??

You would soon get your answer when you stepped into your classroom. Handsome yet dangerous looking men stared at you sharp teeth sharp eyes and even sharper horns that adorned their head.

Devils?!

As the teacher also a devil with a tail that fully moved in such a way that you ruled out the possibility of it being fake introduced you.

"This will be our first human transfer student in a long time! And from then on... You're peaceful school life would never be the same.

Satan

Captain of devil's football (cavalry as they call it), His seating is at the back of the room, and it just so happened that next to him was the only open seat. He stared at you intensely with a scary look, with those red eyes piercing into your very soul. Your heart is pounding as you turn over with a timid smile. "H-hey..." But the devil said nothing as he continued the stair. It was like this for a while until he finally said, "yer a human right?" The word stumbled out of you immediately: "Yes!" The devil studies you for a second but a smile widens as he points "I know you! Your Mr Solomon's kid!" Hearing your dad's name you whip your head around "What? Solomon? You know him??" Satan's toothy grin goes wider "fuck yeah I do He's awesome! I never knew you had a kid though! I wonder why...." You didn't know what else to say if your dad was here you natural you had an urge to go see him when he turned to certain age to be on your own he showed up less and less so it was really hard to get into stay in one place. But Satan's energetic words cuts off your train of thought "You're definitely not going to survive here!" You must choked on your own spit. Yeah no shit Sherlock You kind of known from the moment you walked in but still it was just a shocking to hear it from someone else. "Oh yeah especially since your Solomon's child! Everyone's going to be drooling over you. Nah fuck that I'm going to protect you." He grinded his teeth at the mere mentioned And he just decided this instantly no rhyme or reason not that you think anyway. And he was true to his word a lot more than you thought because they were way too many devils that Satan had to show away That being said he didn't even like his own teammates getting too close It kind of sucked if you wanted to make new friends but I guess having scary dog privileges does help if you want to avoid not so nice people. In your short time of knowing Satan you've learned few things One of them being he had a short temper and once he blew his top he exploded like a volcano. Out of sheer anger he picked up a desk and hurdled it at a devil smashing the wall in process. Now you can see why your classmates called him "Lord of Wrath."

Mammon

You met him when he saw a crowd in the schoolyard. You've had extra free time to kill since Satan's desk-throwing stunt blew a hole into the wall of the classroom, which means an hour of free time. The group of devils gathered Drew your curiosity for you to come closer. When you pushed through the crowd you saw a man sitting on a bench He was sculpted like a rugged a mountain His muscular arms folded His legs crossed with a smirk on his face You finally were able to focus on the words they were saying "Lord of Greed something I want to buy but I can't afford-" , "say no more... Say the amount and you may have it"

"Lord of Greed those rings look so gorgeous where did you get them?!"

"Oh these cheap things? Meh the solid gold can't remember how many carrots off the top of my head but if you want it knock yourself out... They're not the best in my collection and honestly been wanting to get rid of them for a while." He looked so casual just taking off a gold ring and tossing it to the devil who asked as if these rings were worth mere pennies to him. That's when his eyes fell upon mine. His smile widened as he scooted to the right opening a seat for me "Oh? You're that human. Come sit with me." As all eyes were on you in an instant peer pressure crushed under your weight like a styrofoam cup as you shuffle toward him as if he was a god and you were a mere peasant.

As soon as you sat down his He leaned back and forth his eyes sculpting you just like a certain devil this morning before saying. "Hm... I like you, You're mine now."

"Excuse me... " You didn't realize you said it out loud until the devil chuckles "I said I like you and I own things that I like... I think humans call it 'relationship' I'm not really familiar with human courting. But you are mine now and I guess That means I am yours too." The group of devils around you too eyes widen like saucers. You had no idea what's going on as the devil's around you whisper material wealth, money,richest person in the world, jealousy This was all going so fast your head was spinning This was the second devil today that just decided that they liked you for no reason at all.

"say... What are your plans for lunch today?" You didn't even get a chance to open your mouth before he talked over you "whatever they are cancel them. You will be having lunch with me a five course meal made fresh by my father's personal chefs." You wanted to talk to say something You didn't even get a word out of your mouth when arms wrap around you and suddenly your transported in other place entirely.

Leviathan

An empty classroom with nothing but desks the same cracked walls a bottle of what you assume is alcohol have has really thrown on the floor and sitting on the desk staring at the window a man with a princely pretty looking face hair with a pearly white color that was mesmerizing to your eyes. But when you turn to look at you that color was all but mesmerizing as he looked at you with pure disgust. "You..." He snarled as he got it from his chair. Making strides toward you You were terrified but you stood your ground Even as he grabbed your face that made you flinch forcing your head left and right. Your eyes squeaks shut before putting your hands on him and pushing him away. He clicked his tongue and snarled. "Weak and annoying pitiful humans and you dare to be related to Solomon."

That struck a nerve. All day you've hadn't said a single word and this devil insulting you was the final straw.

"at least I don't have the personality of a raccoon with rabies your breath smells worse than the garbage you ate this morning."You snapped back at that moment you regarded little for your safety of what this devil could do to you No one talks to you or your family like that. Especially not assholes like him. The devil's eyes went wide for a second only to scrunch back up and click his tongue. "Just watch your back human..." He hissed storming up the classroom. First day and you made an enemy Great.... You definitely can't wait to get bullied by demons.

Beelzebub

You met him on the way to one of your classes getting chewed out by a teacher. You couldn't know but watch as the man with a single horn just nonchalantly leaned against the wall as the teacher went off on him: "You're the future Lord of Abyssos... You have to take this seriously! You're missing a lot of classes....!!!" But to the Lord of Gluttony, all this information went in one ear and out the other. When the teacher finally stormed off that's when he realized you had eavesdropped way more than you should have. When your eyes met, He smiled and pulled you into the room.

"hey haven't seen you before...hmm... You're Solomon's kid right?" He said his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he leans near your face. " Um yeah. " You just accepted that probably every person in the school knows now.

"Hell ya." Please smile before something seemingly distracted him That's when he held the back of your head and leaned your head in burying his nose and your hair. Instinctually you pulled back. " Sorry sorry It's just, wondering where that smell was coming from so I thought I'd take a sample from you." with his arms still around your waist He got up from leaning against the desk walking out of the classroom dieting you God knows where. "One thing about devils. Is that if we like something we like to get 'intimate' with that thing. " He smirked and the way the word intimate rolled off the tongue major eyebrows furrow. You're not quite sure what he meant by that and honestly part of you is too scared to ask. " Where are you taking me?" You said half wanting to change the subject. "Cafeteria where else?"

"But it's not lunch?"

"pft so?" Beelzebub chuckled as if you were worried about skipping class as a mere funny joke. "You worry too much. You're Solomon's kid. The teachers won't do anything, trust." Even though You are the kid of someone who apparently was extremely popular in this school and left a bad taste in your mouth to know you were getting special treatment. And you were practically being yanked along by this random devil, so you couldn't really do anything well, not if you worried about your safety. You still remember Satan hurdling the desk like it was nothing.

Lucifer

Remember Leviathan well unlucky for you he remembered you. When Beelzebub was taking way too long to get simple drinks to bring back to you to the empty pafeteria You decided to say fuck it and just walk back to class. And does he walk through the empty hallway you stopped and that's when you saw him. His scowling face made your heart drop.

Here is a fun fact about devils you learned when you just tried to turn around and walk away. They know magic as a tendril coming up from seemingly nowhere wrapped around your neck and yanked you backward toward him when his hands grabbed your shoulders. He yanked you and slammed you against the lockers, pinning you, his face hovering over yours. "I saw you hanging out with those other dimwits... "You're not sure why, but you know exactly who he was talking about. " Someone like you shouldn't be around people like them. He hissed as you felt his fingers dig into your shoulders as he pinned you harder and harder against the lockers. When you tried to lift your arms to push him, those tendrils returned, wrapping around your arms and slamming them against the locker. His hand slid from your shoulders to your waist. And now you're confused... "You're just a weak human remember that." He got close to your face grinding his teeth before using his limbs to throw you to the side.

It wasn't until he was gone that you noticed The pain in your wrist and blood dripping from the cut. You sigh as you decide to take a trip to the nurse's office if the devil's even had one.

They compared this school's other rooms to those in the disaster state. This one seems clean, untouched... Dare you say professional? The only one working was a baby blonde-haired man sitting at a desk, spinning around a pen between his nimble fingers. When he looked up he noticed the blood dripping from your wrist he shot up before you could even say anything He gently takes your hand. "Your hurt. come with me." Wrapping a hand around your waist guiding you to one of the beds in the nurse's office as if your cut was more dire than it was when he sat you down he immediately grabbed the bandages and started to wrap you up.

"You're the transfer student aren't you?" He asked which you only nodded. "Nice to meet you, I'm Lucifer I believe we share one class together?" Wow an actual introduction, All day you've gotten no introductions all their names you learned by word of mouth or other devils introducing them for you.

"Oh." Slipped from your mouth with more surprise than you wanted to, and Lucifer's Stern face curled up slightly. "Thought I was a teacher?" You just nodded your head. "I get that a lot. Not many students come here since they're all devils, so I got this place for myself. I don't even think we have a nurse; I'd hate to see anyone get hurt. " Huh That's sweet. From what you had been witnessing all day something like this was definitely a rarity. When he was finished wrapping your wrist he saw you out as quickly as you came in.

Belphegor

It wasn't even the end of the day yet and you were being yanked in every direction by everyone in the school devil's flocked to you looking at you with curiosity or hunger (You're not sure which one it was)

So you escape to the only place you know, where you constantly come up when you know you can be away from people. The rooftop. As you walked closer to one of the benches to sit down and eat, you failed to realize someone already held that spot who was sleeping soundly until he woke up with a yawn and a stretch. "Hrm?" He hummed, rubbing his tired eyes and looking at you as you just stood there frozen in place with enough awkwardness to kill a man. He pointed at you. "You c'mere." He said his voice low and husky. He made the motion with his finger. From your experience with being dragged around all day, You probably shouldn't accept this man's request as, knowing your luck, you would just get dragged into more drama or trouble. But you did interrupt his nap, and all things considered, he didn't look like he was in too much trouble. So you stepped closer. He left the bench next to him, and since there was nowhere to sit, It was your only option. As soon as you sat down, he laid back down, his head resting on your lap. Turning from his back to his side, he muttered, "You're comfortable. Stay like this fo'me, Would ya? " He asked you to fall asleep instantly. You don't know why, but this touched your heart, kinda a moment of tranquility as you place you eat your lunch, gazing at the world below. You were surprised to know how fast he went to sleep. Knowing your luck he was probably another Lord, And you could guess he must be the Lord of sloth. You know you shouldn't, but you couldn't help it. It's not like he would wake up to you running your fingers through his hair, reveling in how unexpectedly soft his locks were. Out of the hellish day you dealt with this, it was nice.

And it only got worse once lunch break actually rolled around as that's when Beelzebub Mammon and Satan saw each other and realized that they were after you as well to spend their lunch together.

Fun fact that you learned about devils when you had the displeasure of seeing your two classmates making out in the hallway while every student ignored them. Devils have no sense of shame or a lack thereof. They just do whatever they want when they want, which explains why the school rules about alcohol, weed, and other miscellaneous drug substances you have found throughout the day were so Lax. And another fun fact you learned about devils... It is that they are very territorial, apparently. You saw it first hand, as when Beelzebub wrapped an arm around you, Satan puffed up and hissed like a cat as he ripped him off you. You were lucky you escaped the scene, as when Mammon made a comment about How short Satan was, He exploded and tried to lunge at him.

Asmodeus

Was it too late to drop out??? You thought it was the end of the day, and you were beyond exhausted. And these lords did not stop either. You thought you could meet up with your dad if the bell rang. You wish you could call him, but sadly, that was off the table since your dear father had little to no interest in Mobile technology. The only one he ever had was a flip phone just to get a phone number. You swore a phone call with him was like torture as you had to listen to more static than his voice. Other devils told you and confirmed that he had his own personal office somewhere. If it wasn't for the big ass school, you would have been okay with trying to find his office, but sadly, you were already wandering around the school to stop now. When you walked by, you noticed the janitor's slightly open call. When you got closer, you snuck into the closet, and your eyes widened. A devil, no two devils... No three?? It's getting a little hot and under the collar in there. Grinding and bugging their hips against each other when you accidentally made a noise, the black-haired devil who was sandwiched between the other two noticed your presence. Your soul jumped out of your skin as you ran as fast as you could in the other direction. If he was another Lord, he was 100% the Lord of Lust, and you wanted nothing to do with him. But it seemed like he wanted everything to do with you as you kept wandering around the school, trying to purge that memory from your mind. You felt arms wrap around you. You shrieked and jumped backward turning to notice a familiar face. His smirk and disheveled clothes and hair shivered up your spine as your trembling voice fell from your lips. "Oh, it's you... What do you want?" Asmodeus giggled. "My, aren't you cute? I've never seen someone look at me with such frightened disgust."

He was practically undressing you with his eyes. Eye molesting... Whatever it was you didn't like how he looked at you. "Never in my thousands of years has someone looked at me with such... Such a 'curious expression.' You're Solomon's spawn? " At this point, so many devils have asked You throughout the day you just nod your head now in acceptance.

"I knew it. You even have his gorgeous eyes. And his sexier features that I've always admired from afar. "

What the fuck, please don't fuck my dad!? You screamed in your head. But since he was talking to you maybe he could tell you where he was since it looked like he would know a little too much "Do you-Do you know where he is?"

Their smirk only widened as he pulled you close against him. His body pressed against yours. You ground your teeth to stop from screaming as he whispered into your ear. "I do but what's my payment? You don't seem to have any on you..." He said his hands rubbing up and down the sides of your body. Before you could do anything else, you probably beat the shit out of him like you used to do with kidnappers when you were a kid. He pulls away and laughs like what he did was the funniest thing in the world.

"I'm just kidding sweetheart, You just look so cute I couldn't help but tease you. Yeah his office is on the next floor It has a purple rug can't miss it."

It's like the stress left your body as you sighed. You gave him a smile before leaving, but when you turned around, you swear to God you heard him say, " I think I'm in love..."

Bonus

You have to fight off tears when he mutters your name in a broken string of sentences, dreaming of the past when you were in diapers. You took his coat hanging from the chair and draped it over him before leaving his office

When you finally saw his office and walked inside, it looked like an old antique shop as all kinds of knick-knacks and antiques decorated the old wood shelves, and on his desk were stacks of paper, and your beloved father was caged between all those papers. Now you understand why he's always so busy as he was passed out on the desk. You are upset that you didn't get to talk to him, but you would probably get the chance tonight as you are living with him now, you understand. You never knew your mother, and to take care of you, He had to move out of the house and into an apartment, working his ass off day and night just to keep a roof over your head.

[pantiesandpamperssissypart2]

"There we go! Your first diaper of the rest of your life!"

His new daddy had done one side of the tapes, his new mommy the other. And it was when those final tapes were fastened and a possessive pat of his sissy diapered crotch given that the sissy burst into tears. Real, heaving, pathetic tears. He'd thrown away his life and what lay ahead? Diapers and degradation.

"Oh, sissy, it's okay. There there," his daddy said now, stuffing a pink pacifier in the faggot's mouth to try and soothe him, though it did anything but. "This is the start of your new life! Just think. You will never ever use a toilet again."

"Because if you do," his mommy now chimed in, "we're going to take you to a doctor friend and chop off your peepee. No warnings. You use the toilet once, it's gone."

More tears.

"Mommy's just kidding!" daddy reassured. "We would never. Right, Mommy? Tell sissy you're just kidding."

"I'm kidding, sissy. Not really. Maybe."

"Don't worry, you won't even have freedom to use the toilet," daddy continued. "Mommy and daddy will be with you all the time. Making sure you use your diapers like a good baby. And if we're not around one of your sitters will be. We've got hot girls, fat old men, cute trannies, a whole stable of sissy sitters who can't wait to watch our new slave. And one day soon you won't even know you're going poopoo or peepee in your Pampers, it'll just come out and mommy or daddy will check you and change you wherever we want: home, the park, the mall, your parents living room floor, wherever."

Oh boy, talk of his parents brought more tears.

"Now, sissy. We're going to get you into one of your cute sissy dresses and go to your old work, k? I know they fired you when they got those pictures of you dressed but your old boss said it was okay if we brought you by to say goodbye to everyone since it was so abrupt. Won't that be fun! All your old work crushes seeing their favorite guy coworker sissified and in his Pampers? Huh? Maybe mommy can change you on a conference table, right there in front of everyone? Show them your shaved 1-inch clitty? And your pissy Pampers?"

More tears.

Lots of tears to come as his new sissy life in diapers began.

[linxnnalyn]

hihi i absolutely adore ur blog soso much !! as someone whos also sapphic and into pjsk, trying to find people who writes for pjsk girls are so rare >_< continuing on, may i req shiho hinomori with a gf whos polar opposite from her ? like having a cute and feminine fashion style, friendly and flirty personality, etc ^^ thank youu for considering my request !!

🍜 anon <3

Shiho with a polar opposite! gf! reader

࣪𖤐.ᐟ note -> Pjsk is yuri and girlkisser heaven. Also thank you for the compliment about my blog <3

࣪𖤐.ᐟ warnings -> none.

࣪𖤐.ᐟ content includes -> fluff, flirty and feminine! reader, you're her biggest supporter, people don't understand how the two of you got together.

۫ ꣑ৎ No one understands how Shiho was able to pull you, hell Shiho doesn’t know how she was able to pull you, the most gorgeous and beautiful girl she has ever laid her eyes on. She always feels awkward from the stares the two of you get when you are together and holding hands because of how polar opposite the two of you are.

۫ ꣑ৎ The two of you couldn’t be more different. Shiho is introverted, aloof and dislikes interacting with others, she is cold and blunt, but not unkind though her classmates think otherwise, Shiho also prefers dressing more masculine. But you? You’re kind, sweet, friendly, flirty, and very feminine.

۫ ꣑ৎ Shiho doesn’t mind the difference between your styles and personalities. She finds the way you dress cute and thinks it fits your personality very well. Shiho might not personally like wearing cute and feminine things but that doesn’t mean she hates it, it just isn’t for her.

۫ ꣑ৎ She wouldn’t show it nor admit it but Shiho gets super flustered by your flirty comments. She would often hide her face or look away so you wouldn’t see her red face but it is very obvious and you personally think that Shiho looks super cute when she’s flustered, so you tease her even more!

۫ ꣑ৎ Shiho likes that you don’t try to force your style on her. While you do make her wear some cute accessories to match with you you also wear accessories that she likes, mixing your styles a bit. Shiho would also be your model for trying new makeup, she doesn’t mind it too much especially when you’re trying on new lipstick and kissing her to see how it looks.

۫ ꣑ৎ She likes the fact that you’re a lot more extroverted and friendlier than her because that means whenever the two of you are out together Shiho doesn’t have to talk at all! An advantage of having a polar opposite girlfriend!

۫ ꣑ৎ You go to every single one of Leo/Needs shows and Shiho loves how easy it is to notice you in the crowd. Her eyes are practically glued to you as she plays. You being there makes Shiho want to play even better for you, and it helps that you are practically screaming her name all excited, you’re her #1 fan.

۫ ꣑ৎ You’re the type to constantly post cute couple photos on social media, writing long and affectionate captions, while Shiho barely posts at all. But what you don’t know is that she saves every single picture you post of the two of you, and sometimes scrolls through them late at night when she misses you.

۫ ꣑ৎ Whenever you surprise her by showing up with her favorite snacks or drinks, Shiho acts indifferent and mutters a soft “thanks,” but internally she’s melting. She never says it out loud, but it makes her day every time—especially when you gently fix her bangs or kiss her cheek while handing it to her.

۫ ꣑ৎ You’re known for being expressive and affectionate, so it’s no surprise that you often cling to Shiho’s arm or rest your head on her shoulder in public. At first, Shiho would freeze up and quietly panic, but over time, she’s grown to silently lean into your touch, a faint blush on her face while pretending not to enjoy it as much as she does.

[respectfulrebel]

Giiiiiiirl 😳😳😳😳😳

Have I ever told you that I love frat boy Noah???????? Cause I do. And I love Ella too, and I love them together cause they have this chemistry that’s just sooooo intoxicating, I’m not even sad that they are not gonna end up together anymore, I just hope they stay friends forever 🥺

"You can walk if you prefer that."

"You can jerk off if you prefer that."

I love how feisty she is 😂

Like his thighs that are spread on his seat, the muscles in his right thigh that are moving when he needs to press on gas or break. Especially when he wears shorts like today, so you can admire his tattoos.

🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 you know I’m weak for his thighs…

Today he feels a bit cheeky so he flexes his thighs on purpose or rests his hand on his thigh, gripping it when someone pulls in front of him the last second.

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

"That you fell in love with me and want me to ask you to move in."

Idk why I love that they can joke so freely about that without feeling the pressure or awkwardness of a conversation like this 🥺 they truly are besties

"But you look cute, aw look at your little nose!"

He does have the cutest nose 🥺🥺

He tugged at your leg to make you straddle his lap. When you did, he got himself comfortable and leaned back into the couch. Your hands went straight to his hair, making it even more messy and pulling a silent growl from him.

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

"That's my girl."

AAAAAAAAHHHHHH 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

"Hey, it's okay if you like it. You can take pictures of me if you want. At any time, I trust you with them."

😭😭😭 he trusts her with theeemmmm 🥺🥺

You rolled your hips and felt the bulge in his shorts. You rolled your hips again and this time you let out the sweetest moan for Noah's ears.

My god 😮‍💨

"I need words for this baby. You don't have to let me do it, it's okay if you say no."

I love him, I love him, I love him, I love hiiimmm 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"Can I use my free hand?" Noah asked. He wanted to be in the picture, he wanted to be part of that, in case someone else saw it, they would know that he was the one touching you.

Okay but the way he keeps asking her if it’s okay is so cute 🥺🥺🥺

You angled the camera at Noah, he lifted his eyes to look in it and while tongue fucking you he managed to give you one of his boyish smiles. You didn't look at the picture, you immediately put it on the nightstand along with the camera, but if you would spare a second to look at it, you'd see Noah smiling at you and his face covered in you, which made his face shiny in the picture.

Jesus 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 uuuhh can I have a copy of this picture? 🤭

"You're gonna touch yourself while looking at it, wishing it was me?"

SCREAMING 😳😳😳

"Or don't if you don't want to." you shrugged your shoulders and took him in your mouth again. You were moving your head up and down when you saw his hand reach for the polaroid.

I love her. She’s such a tease, I love how confident she’s getting 🥺

"I'm gonna fuck you from behind, take a picture of that pretty ass, yeah?" he said almost breathlessly.

I AM SCREAMING 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

"Good girl."

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

"Look at that, look at you taking my cock so well." he whispered in your ear and earned a moan in response.

"Look at me baby." he nudged your chin with his nose and you opened your eyes to look at him.

"Can I take a picture of you when you come? Wanna keep that pretty face when you fall apart with me forever."

For fuck’s sake 😳😳😳😳

"Open your eyes for me, come on."

I’d die 🫠🫠🫠🫠

You pointed the camera on his face, he didn't have his eyes open, but you didn't mind. His eyes were closed and eyebrows furrowed with concentration, his mouth was open and grunt and groans were leaving out of it.

Can I have a copy of this picture too? 🤭

"Damn Ella, we're hot."

Yes you are 😭

"Wait, we have to do the post sex selfie so we have the full collection."

Ok but why is this kinda cute?

Both of you were laying on your sides of the bed, knowing very well that one of you is going to end up being cuddled in a matter of minutes.

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I really loved this concept, the constant reassurance, the foreplay, the banter, how confident Ella was getting from Noah’s praises, I loved all of it.🥺

polaroid kisses

Pairing: frat boy Noah x female reader

reader has a name (Ella Thompson, but the story is written in 'your' POV)

Warnings: oral both receiving / protected sex / taking pictures while having sex - consentualy / let me know if I missed something please

Words: 5,8k

Author's note: long time no see with frat boy Noah💗 if you wanna know the story of how Ella got her polaroid camera, you can read it here. Find the picture that inspired this one shot under the cut🤭 it's not really proof read so any mistakes should be a warning too

frat boy Noah masterlist

“You wanna come over?”

Noah’s message showed up on your screen. It was Tuesday 4PM, a weird time for him to want to hang out with you, unless something bad happened or he’s really in the mood for sex.

“To do what?” you texted back.

“Sit in silence and stare at the ceiling.”

“Funny.”

“Well, what do you think?”

“That makes me feel like your booty call.”

“Shut up, I’m not paying you and won’t kick you out of the door after.”

“But you’re gonna call me a taxi to get to your place.”

“You can walk if you prefer that.”

“You can jerk off if you prefer that.”

“Got it, I’ll be there in 20.”

He must be badly in the mood.

You got up from your bed where you were watching some random Netflix show and got ready. No need to dress up for Noah, but you felt like some nice underwear would be nice to boost his mood, because you knew that you’ll benefit from it.

You threw some decent underwear on and then black tshirt dress over it. After grabbing your phone, wallet and keys you checked the time that showed you had 5 minutes to walk to the parking lot, perfect.

Clara and Molly were out, that saved you from annoying questions and comments as you put on your shoes and left the small dorm.

As you walked through the campus you saw people walking in and out of the school building, some people were laying in the middle of the grass with books in their hands and enjoying the nice warm weather that finally arrived.

As you got to the parking lot, Noah was already parked in his usual spot. His black car was still on and you could see him scrolling on his phone.

You walked over to the passenger side and knocked on the window, finally catching his attention. His hand reached to push the unlock button and then you heard the short snap, signaling that you can open the door.

“Hey.” he said when you sat down and closed the door behind you.

“Hey.” you greeted him back and looked him over. His hair was a bit messy, probably because he didn’t have to leave anywhere today. He was wearing a plain white shirt with black sports shorts, his usual home attire.

“You wanna get some food?” he backed out of the parking space and gave you a quick glance to see what your answer was going to be.

“Yeah, I’m starving.”

You managed to agree on chinese take out, both of you were surprised that you didn’t have to fight and play rock paper scissors to see who wins and picks the food.

You stopped by your favorite place and got your meals, then it was straight to his place. The drive was silent, Noah’s filled only with the music and his fingers tapping along on the steering wheel.

You like driving with Noah, you have the perfect opportunity to stare at him and all the little details you find attractive.

Like his thighs that are spread on his seat, the muscles in his right thigh that are moving when he needs to press on gas or break. Especially when he wears shorts like today, so you can admire his tattoos.

Or his face. He’s a calm driver, focused on the road and paying attention to his surroundings. He won’t yell when other drivers get in his way (sometimes he does), but usually he just furrows his eyebrows and slows down or you see him take a deep breath and grip the steering wheel.

He knows you’re staring everytime you’re in the car with him and most of the time he teases you about it, but not today. Today he feels a bit cheeky so he flexes his thighs on purpose or rests his hand on his thigh, gripping it when someone pulls in front of him the last second.

“I have to take this home today, or you’re gonna think I don’t want it.” you said when you entered your living room and saw the pink polaroid camera on his table. You managed to forget it every single time when you were at his place, either because you were being late and had to run out or because you simply forgot.

“Nah, I know you can’t hold a thought in your head for longer than a minute. You forget so many things here that I started wondering if I should take that as a sign.” he said with a smirk and went to grab two forks for you.

“A sign?” you sat down on his couch and wondered what he was talking about.

“That you fell in love with me and want me to ask you to move in.” his smirk grew bigger and he threw one fork in your lap before sitting down next to you.

You rolled your eyes at him before saying “You wish, you’re just surprised that every girl doesn’t have to fall in love with you.”

“You know you love me.” he said playfully.

You rolled your eyes again and opened your food. You enjoyed this side of him, relaxed and playful.

After you finished food you expected Noah to take you straight to his bed, but he got himself comfortable on the couch and resumed the show he was watching before he went to pick you up.

You fiddled with the polaroid camera, exploring all of its settings and pushing different buttons. You lifted it up to your eyes and took a picture. Of Noah.

“What are you doing?”

“I did some new settings and wanted to see how the picture looked.” you shrugged your shoulders and started shaking the paper.

“What settings?”

“I don’t know, I just pushed some buttons.”

“You should stop before you break it.” he shook his head and continued to watch the show.

“You don’t wanna see it?” you asked him as the picture finally came to live on the small piece of paper.

“No, I hate pictures of myself.”

“But you look cute, aw look at your little nose!” you said in a baby voice and crawled to the other side of the couch where he was sitting. You put the picture in front of his eyes so he had to look. He was captured from his side, his body relaxed into the couch, but his face was focused on the TV and he was scrunching his nose.

“Amazing.” he replied with an annoyed voice and pushed your hand that was holding the picture down. “I know about different pictures that we could take.”

“What do you mean?” innocent you had no clue what he was talking about, but you felt the change in his mood.

He kept your hand with the picture in his lap, his fingers wrapping around it to keep you from moving back to the other side, away from him.

“You’re so sweet Ella, so pure.” he said and his eyes scanned your face, making sure that you really didn’t know what he was talking about. “Have you ever taken a nude picture?”

Your cheeks got red after his question and you immediately tried to move out of his space, but he didn’t let you.

“No.” you answered and kept looking anywhere but in his eyes. His hand took your jaw and made you look at him. His thumb caressed your skin and he kept thinking how to ask you without scaring you off.

“Have you ever thought about it?” he saw the answer in your eyes, but also saw your shyness and hesitation and didn’t want to make you feel pressured, so he said “It’s okay, you don’t have to answer.”

Silence followed, his eyes were still scanning your face and his thumb was slowly and teasingly moving over your lips. He pulled at it and you let him, you let him push the tip of his thumb in your mouth and drag your lip down.

“Can I?” he ask and took the polaroid camera from your hand. You just nodded your head and waited for what he was going to do with it.

He put it to his left eye and closed the other and snapped a picture of you. He could see the mixed feelings in your face as he took his finger away, your saliva connecting him to you until you closed your mouth and tried to pull yourself together.

Noah mimicked your actions from earlier and started shaking the picture in his hand, before looking at it.

You haven’t seen the picture yet, but you analysed his facial expressions when he was looking at it. His eyes grew darker and his lips had a playful smirk on them.

“Look at you.” he turned the paper around so you could see it.

Your eyes were so big in the picture, staring somewhere higher that the camera, probably at Noah. His thumb was the reason your mouth was opened in a way that you thought was something you could call sexy. You stared at the picture and thought about how it made you feel. You felt yourself get warmer and suddenly more nervous. You wondered what would Noah look like if you took a picture of him, with your fingers in his hair or maybe your hand gripping his jaw.

“Can I keep it?” he asked.

“Yes.” you said with a trembling voice. Noah put the picture on his coffee table and the camera in his lap.

“Come here.” he said before pulling you in a kiss by your chin. His lips felt familiar and you felt grounded after the new wave of experience.

He tugged at your leg to make you straddle his lap. When you did, he got himself comfortable and leaned back into the couch. Your hands went straight to his hair, making it even more messy and pulling a silent growl from him.

You felt his hand slide between your bodies where the camera was before he pulled away from the kiss.

“Do you wanna take one?” he put it in your hand and gave you an encouraging squeeze. You just nodded your head and started thinking of how you want to do it.

You let your free hand trace his face, you pulled his hair out of his face, then slid your fingers over his cheek, lips until you settled on his jaw.

He saw the hesitation in your eyes, so he wrapped his fingers around your wrist, keeping your hand in place before he said “Like this.”

You lifted the camera to your eye and tightened your grip on his jaw which caused his lips to turn into a smirk once again. You pushed the button and second after the paper rolled out. You set it down and before you felt confident in looking at the picture, your fingers continued to trace Noah’s jaw and then down his neck. You pulled your lower lip between your teeth and pulled the picture out.

Noah felt your thighs squeeze around his waist when you looked at the paper. His head laid back against the couch and his chin was lifted up by your hand. His lips were smirking and slightly swollen from the kissing before. His hand was holding your hand in place and his eyes were looking straight to the camera. Your breath quickened a little and you asked “Can I keep it?” before you could think about what you were saying.

“Of course you can.” he whispered and let your eyes linger over the picture.

When you felt like you had it memorised, you felt something snap inside you.

You put the camera and picture down and dove straight back for Noah’s lips. You didn’t hold back, feeling turned on by those two simple pictures.

Noah returned the hungry kisses, his hands all over your body and soon you felt him lift you both from the couch. You couldn’t help it, you did it before you could think what you’re about to do, you reached down to grab the polaroid from the couch.

“That’s my girl.” Noah giggled at your eagerness and continued walking in the direction to his bedroom.

Noah sat down on his bed with you in his lap, slowly moving on the matters so he could lay down and keep you straddling him. He would never admit it, but he loves it when you’re on top. Not just sexually, it can be only kissing on his couch like minutes before, he just loves when you’re the one on top.

You let him lay down and fiddle with the camera in your hands, unsure what to do with it now.

“You wanna take another one?” Noah’s fingers traced slow gentle circles on your thighs.

“I don’t know, oh god I don’t even know why I brought it here. Let me-” you leaned on your right hand and were about to put it on Noah’s nightstand, but he stopped you.

“Wait. You like it, don’t you?” he asked, but not to tease, he wanted to help you decide if you want the camera involved or not.

“I don’t know Noah, I’ve never done anything like this.” he could hear the frustration in your voice.

“Hey, it’s okay if you like it. You can take pictures of me if you want. At any time, I trust you with them.” he said and he meant it. He knows that taking pictures during sex is risky and he wouldn’t let just anyone do that, but he trusts you. He trusts you that you will keep them just for yourself.

“At any time?” you repeat his words.

“Yeah, at any time.” he saw the wheels in your head turning and pulled you down to distract you with kisses.

You imagined all the possibilities, all the times where you looked at Noah down between your thighs and wished you could take a picture, or when you were on top and he was a mess under you, or when you were on your knees for him and you dared to steal a glance up at his face in bliss.

You reached down to tug at his shirt, telling him you want to take it off without words. He let you roll it up his body and lifted himself so you could take it off completely.

You sat straight, looking down at him and your fingers were twitching with need to take a picture.

Like if he could read your mind he said “Do it.” and you took the small camera in your hands and lifted it to your eye again.

He was smirking up at you, enjoying the way you rested your hand on his chest. Like if you wanted to be part of the picture with him. The picture complimented his tattoos with making his skin very pale so all of the colored ink could be seen. You looked at the picture and felt the excitement in you grow even more.

“How do I look?” Noah asked.

“Mhm, like I’m gonna keep this one too.” you put it on the nightstand and went back for Noah’s lips.

You rolled your hips and felt the bulge in his shorts. You rolled your hips again and this time you let out the sweetest moan for Noah’s ears.

His hands rolled your dress up to your waist and you took the hint, you lifted your hands so he could take them off of you and threw them somewhere on the floor.

His gaze fell to your chest and you felt his grip on your thighs tighten. It seemed like your choice of underwear worked exactly like you expected. It wasn’t anything special, just a matching set of black bra and panties and both of them had some lace around the hem. It wasn’t too much, but it was more than nothing.

Noah’s eyes fell to the polaroid camera that was laying next to your bodies and then he looked at your face.

“Can I?” he asked and you knew what he was asking for.

You chewed on your lip and thought about your answer. You trust him too, he makes you feel sexy, but there was still something inside you that made you feel almost guilty for doing it. Before the racional part of your brain could take over, you nodded your head.

“I need words for this baby. You don’t have to let me do it, it’s okay if you say no.” how could you say no to him? He always asks for your consent, especially when he sees your hesitation about some things.

“Yes, you can do it.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am, I just don’t know what to do with my face.”

“It doesn’t have to be in it, would that be more comfortable for you?” he reached for the camera, the pink item looking so small in his hands.

“Yeah.” he just nodded in return and focused on you. He leveled the camera in a way where only your neck and the rest of your body was visible. You suddenly got nervous, not knowing what to do with your hands and where to look.

“Here, hold my hand.” Noah offered you his free hand and you grabbed it with both of yours. Your hands rested on his tummy, this position making your chest look more full and he had to hold a growl back. “So fucking hot.” he said after he took the picture and you could feel your cheeks turn red.

He looked at it, staring at the colors appearing and showing your curves on the small paper. He put it next to his picture on the nightstand and grabbed you by your neck to meet him in a kiss.

It was messy, his tongue was inside your mouth and fighting for dominance. You started grinding against him and grabbed his shoulders for some support.

Noah slowly lifted himself to a sitting position, never breaking the kiss and switched the position so now he was hovering above you. You had more space to reach down and tug his shorts down with what he helped you with, taking them off of his legs and kicking them on the floor.

He gave one more kiss and then kissed his way down your body.

He stopped at your neck, kissing and biting a little in places that he knew drove you crazy. If there will be a mark of his mouth, he will definitely take a picture of that later.

He left open mouth kisses on your chest, teasing your nipples through the lacy fabric first. His hands slid down under your body and you arched your back, burying his head between your boobs and giving him space to open your bra at the same time.

Once your chest was bare you said something that surprised the both of you.

“You wanna take a picture?” in a voice that was barely a whisper.

“Are you serious?” Noah’s head was laying on your chest, looking at you with hoping eyes.

“I mean without my face in it, and maybe I would just cover myself with my hands a little.”

“Are you sure?” he wanted to take that picture so bad, so fucking bad, but he didn’t want you to feel like you had to let him.

“Yes.” he kissed you between your boobs and then your lips before he straddled your lap and grabbed the came. You used your hands to cover your nipples, squeezing them a little.

“Can I use my free hand?” Noah asked. He wanted to be in the picture, he wanted to be part of that, in case someone else saw it, they would know that he was the one touching you.

“Mhm.” you nodded your head yes and laid your right hand next to your body. Noah’s left hand reached out to your boobs, teasing your nipple before he cupped the full breast, making sure your nipple is covered. Once he was satisfied with the hand placement he snapped a picture.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, fuck.” he muttered through his teeth once the picture was done. It probably wasn’t his intention, but all of his words, stares and touches gave you more and more confidence.

Throwing the picture on the pile with others, he threw the camera on the pillow next to your head and went back to worship your body.

He played with your nipples, powered by the hunger he bit on it and then licked around to soothe the pain. He heard your little whimpers and moans, wishing he could capture them too. Maybe another time.

When he moved down on your body, he kissed the soft skin on your tummy before he reached your panties.

Before he could even look up at you or ask you, you were lifting your hips for him. He took them off and sat between your legs, leaning back on his heels to take the view in. He pushed your legs apart so he could see your pussy. Already wet, already waiting for him.

He would do anything for a picture of you just like that, but it would be too much too soon. He took a mental picture at least, thinking about moments like these when he was alone and picturing his hand stroking his dick was yours.

Noah laid on his front and at first used his fingers to spread your lips apart. The movement of his fingers was smooth, thanks to your already wet pussy.

He pushed just an inch of his fingers in you to gather your juices and then spread them over your clit. Both of you moaning at the feeling.

“Noah.” you moaned his name and that was like a last push for him to dive in. He replaced his fingers with his mouth, his tongue skilfully circling around your clit.

His movements were steady, just teasing you at first. He kept his fingers in place, spreading you apart for better access. His tongue slid down to your entrance, teasing you there with circling movements before he pushed in. Something that he knew made you go crazy.

You closed your eyes and focused on the movements of Noah’s tongue. You felt him push in and out of you a few times before he returned back to your clit. You dared to open your eyes and look down at him and then the filthiest idea struck you.

Your eyes were on Noah who was sucking on your clit with closed eyes, enjoying it as much as you. You reached for the polaroid, your movements making Noah look up at you, but his mouth never left your core.

“Can I?” you managed to breath out, your hands shaking.

“Of course.” Noah smirked against you, happy about your sudden confidence.

You angled the camera at Noah, he lifted his eyes to look in it and while tongue fucking you he managed to give you one of his boyish smiles. You didn’t look at the picture, you immediately put it on the nightstand along with the camera, but if you would spare a second to look at it, you’d see Noah smiling at you and his face covered in you, which made his face shiny in the picture.

You threw your head against the pillow and focused back on Noah between your thighs. He picked up the pace and you found it harder to stay still. He felt you squeeze around his tongue when he slid it in as deep as he could and used his fingers to rub at your clit. The wave of pleasure came soon after that, making your back shoot up from the mattress and your thighs close around Noah’s head. He kept licking you through the aftershocks until you pushed him away.

He kissed his way back up, leaving wet spots at every place he chose to kiss.

“You’re gonna keep that picture? Use it when you’re alone? Huh?” he spoke dirty things against your mouth and you just nodded in response, still high from your orgasm. You pulled him down by his neck, eager to taste yourself on his lips.

“You’re gonna touch yourself while looking at it, wishing it was me?” he didn’t stop with his dirty thoughts which made you squeeze your thighs together.

“Shut up.” you said and pushed him away, using the moment of his surprise to push him to his back so you could actually give him something so he’D shut up and stopped making you flustered.

You pulled his boxers down and reached for his hard dick, not giving Noah even a second to process the change in positions.

“Fucking hell Ella.” he moaned at the sudden warmth of your mouth around him. You tasted his precum, smirking to yourself, because you know what giving you oral does to him. Not only one time has he come from eating you out and humping against the mattress.

Taking a picture of you didn’t even occur to his mind, there was no way you’d agree. But you were still dizzy from your orgasm and the view of him between your legs that you wanted him to look at you the same way you looked at him.

“Take a picture.” you rested your head on his inner thigh and kept stroking him with just your hand.

“W-what?” Noah stuttered, his eyes were closed and he was sure he didn’t hear you right.

“Take a picture, so you have something when you’re alone too.”

He lifted his head from his pillow, looking at you with an open mouth.

“Or don’t if you don’t want to.” you shrugged your shoulders and took him in your mouth again. You were moving your head up and down when you saw his hand reach for the polaroid. His hands were shaking too, he didn’t even focus on where the camera was pointing and pushed the button. When he heard the picture come out he almost threw the camera away.

He didn’t know it yet, but he managed to capture the moment when you lifted your eyes to look at him with your mouth slightly open around his dick, your pupils blown and full of hunger. That’s definitely going to stay in the drawer of his nightstand.

Noah’s hand slipped through your hair, pushing you down to take him fully in your mouth and hold you there for a few seconds. Then he let you take a deep breath and pulled you up by your chin.

“I’m gonna fuck you from behind, take a picture of that pretty ass, yeah?” he said almost breathlessly.

“Yeah.” you replied and he pulled you in for a kiss. Hungry, messy and dirty kiss. It seemed like your shyness and inexperience was thrown out of the window, based on the way you positioned yourself for him.

You got on all fours and let your hands slide to the edge of his bed, your chest fully against the mattress and you ass high.

“Good girl.” he moved to kneel behind you after he rolled on a condom. He gave your ass a small spank, nothing too much as that’s not really his style.

You felt the tip of his dick slide through your folds a few times, collecting your wetness before he finally pushed himself in.

Moans filled the bedroom, neither of you moving, just enjoying the feeling of him inside you.

“Feel so good.” Noah said when he bottomed you out. “So tight, just for me.”

You were the first one to move, giving him a hint to start fucking you.

He found a pace, not slow, not quick, but comfortable for both of you pleasures. Out of the corner of your eye you saw how take the camera in his hands before he asked for your consent again.

You let out barely a whispered “Yes.” and closed your eyes, feeling so overwhelmed from the way he was making you full, hitting just the right spot and angling the camera behind you.

This time he took the paper in his hand and waited for the full picture to appear and leaned down so his bare chest was against your back.

He put the picture in front of you so you could see.

“Look at that, look at you taking my cock so well.” he whispered in your ear and earned a moan in response.

“Noah, fuck.” your knees started giving up and Noah had to use his arm to steady you.

“Turn around, wanna see you when you come on my cock.” he pulled out of you, making you whimper at the sudden empty feeling.

He let you turn around and lay on your back, lining himself at your entrance the second your back hit the mattress.

He eased into you and leaned down on his elbows so he could be close to you. His head fell to the crook of your neck, covering the skin with his hot breath.

“Noah, more, I need more.” you begged him and ran your nails over his back, leaving red trails behind them.

His hand sneaked down between your bodies and applied pressure on your clit, his pace still the same but his thrusts became more aggressive, needy.

He lifted his head and looked at you, thinking if you’re in the right state to be asked this question.

“Look at me baby.” he nudged your chin with his nose and you opened your eyes to look at him. “Can I take a picture of you when you come? Wanna keep that pretty face when you fall apart with me forever.”

He felt you squeeze around him at his words, cursing to himself to last longer than you, so he can watch you come undone first.

“Yeah.” you nodded and your nose brushed his with the movement. “But I want one of you too.”

“Deal.” he smirked against your lips and stole a few of your kisses.

Taking the camera in his hand he lifted himself so he could move faster and have a good angle of your face.

“Fuck, faster Noah, please.” you whined when he hit that spot inside you again, this time feeling even better.

His hips moved faster and harder and you felt the heat building inside you. You couldn’t keep your eyes open, but Noah wasn’t having any of that.

“Open your eyes for me, come on.” he encouraged you and you tried, you really tried. But then the pleasure hit you, orgasm taking over your body and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Noah managed to snap a picture before that happened, your eyes were half open and looking up at him. Your mouth was hanging open and he was sure he has your moans memorised that he’s going to hear them when he’s going to be looking at the picture. Your hair was messily thrown over the pillow and even the red marks on your neck from his previous bites were visible on the picture.

He carefully threw the camera next to you when he felt his own orgasm approaching.

“I’m close, fuck Ella I’m so close.” he lifted one of your legs over your shoulder, giving himself something to lean on.

You pointed the camera on his face, he didn’t have his eyes open, but you didn’t mind. His eyes were closed and eyebrows furrowed with concentration, his mouth was open and grunt and groans were leaving out of it.

You felt the warmth as he spilled in the condom, his thighs were shaking against you and his head slightly fell back, that’s when you snapped the picture.

You let him thrust into you a few more times, fuck himself through the last shocks of orgasm.

“Fuck Ella, that was-” he pulled out of you and collapsed next to you. “So fucking good.”

“Yeah, it was.” you laughed at his fucked out state, turning to your side and looking at him still trying to catch his breath.

You collected the last two pictures that were laying next to you and put them on the nightstand, same with the camera.

“Hey, I wanna see them.” Noah said when he was finally able to speak again.

“Let’s clean up first.” you dragged him out of the bed and picked up his shirt from the floor on your way to the bathroom.

Noah’s always quicker with his night routine, so it was no surprise to find him in the bed, looking through the polaroid pictures and smirking to himself.

“Damn Ella, we’re hot.” he laughed at his joke along with you, but when you took some of the picture in your hands you had to admit he wasn’t wrong. The pictures were hot, capturing pure pleasure and real connection.

“Look at you.” he showed you the one he took of your climax.

“Oh god, put it away.” you pushed his hand out of your face and suddenly felt too shy to even look at yourself.

“You weren’t so shy about it just minutes ago.” he poked your side, but put his pile of pictures inside the drawer on his side.

He’s going to keep them safely there, no one is ever going to see them, only him.

“Stop it.” you threw yourself against the mattress and hid yourself under the blanket.

“Wait, we have to do the post sex selfie so we have the full collection.” he pulled the blanket down from your face and you saw the camera in his hand once again, this time attempting to take a selfie.

“You’re an idiot.” you mumbled to yourself, but rested your head on his shoulder so he could take the picture.

“Wait, we need one more, so we both can have one.” he snapped another one and then handed it to you.

When he was happy with the selfies, he put the camera aside and turned his lamp off. The room was dark and you fell in comfortable silence.

Both of you were laying on your sides of the bed, knowing very well that one of you is going to end up being cuddled in a matter of minutes.

Noah was the first one to pull you into his side, nuzzling his face into your hair and you couldn’t help but tease him once more before you fell asleep.

“Do you want your own polaroid? A baby blue one, so we could be matching.” you poked his ribs and felt him squirm away a little.

“Don’t you dare.”

“You looked like you had fun tonight.”

“My phone can take even better pictures. I don’t need this silly camera.”

“Sure.” you laughed at the idea of buying him the blue one for his birthday and he pushed you down under the blanket, because that seemed like the best solution to shut you up at that moment.

This story is a work of fiction, with the plot and characters entirely made up. The appearance and name of the main male character are inspired by Noah Sebastian Davis, but the storyline bears no connection to the real person. Please do not steal or repost this work on other platforms without permission.

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[expederest]

This is the Tea Ceremony Sweets Set, which was available at the Pokémon Cafe when I visited Tokyo last year, and featured Pikachu, Rowlet, Hisuian Lilligant, and Matcha Cream Alcremie as little desserts.

These desserts being a matcha & yoghurt mini parfait, a caramel pudding, a sweet cheese flavoured steamed cake, and (my favourite) a scoop of chestnut ice cream. At the time, you could also get the Poltchageist Teahouse’s Omotenashi! Drink and Sweets Set, which included a matcha latte alongside the desserts, served in a Sinistcha cup, with extra matcha in a Poltchageist tea caddy, and a Pikachu cookie.

I believe the matcha latte is still on the menu, but the sweets set was only available for a limited time only.

[sleepinglionhearts]

This morning was interesting. And the shirt is comfy 👕

(reads right to left, like proper manga)

[krys-does-art-stuff]

Former Belle declares her love for her king in front of the neighboring nobility. It's super effective!

I speeded through Nokto's sequel a few days ago and I had fun time with it! Nokto has a way of surprising you with how much depth he has and his sequel definitely delivered on that.

March 2025

[hideandsqueek]

Should we talk about the Scottish Play? Yours truly has been privileged enough to see both runs of the DT/CJ led production. And I wish I were able to explain how it affected me. I’ve seen lots of Shakespeare. I’ve seen David Tennant do lots of Shakespeare. But in a way that sounds like I’m exaggerating but I’m totally not? This one changed my life. It’s complicated, it’s deeply personal. It’s hard to put into words. But what a perfect, beautiful, intensely moving piece of theatre (1000% totally worth flying across the world for twice). I don’t think I CAN put it into words that would do it justice. So have pictures.

Last year the theatre was much more strict about photography during curtain call. I guiltily dared once and I have one almost usable picture that proves I was there. And okay a really crap one but I love the blurry smile and the stark blood on the stage (the Pinter run didn't have blood at the end, i missed it).

Turns out, my pictures this year aren’t much better. Even with a house and production that was totally cool with photos and videos during curtain call. But I tried. The last time I saw it (13 Dec), you can just see the bandage on DT’s wrist from his new tattoo. My favorite thing is how relieved both he and Cush look after they’re done performing. I think even these kind of not great pictures capture that.

Just... look at them.

Bonus. A wee video from the penultimate night of the run. Cheering for wee middle child for his last performance. Bless him.

I guess I’ll do a separate post of stage door photos? I have... a few. They're a little clearer than these without stage fog and Birnam Wood lighting. And long post is long.

[sunstonespark]

happy 25th birthday to my favourite show ever (ft. the anniversary of my otp meeting) and of course, to my darling gf (@ichijokaoru)!! ❤ 👍

(bonus below)

[sysig]

Some possible* Tala stickers :D (Patreon)

[arttsuka]

have you heard of pygmy marmoset? it’s a monkey

How literal are we speaking here? Because I haven't 'heard' of them but I've seen them before (I just didn't know what they were called)

[zoekrystall]

Don't have much energy n all for boards rn but I am since days obsessed w a cute love song so have a moodboard of one of my all-time otps since I'm 5. 🩷 💙

Listened to:

Lollipop (Yum bi dum like Bubblegum) - Chromance

Runaway - Against the Current

Some Say (nightcore) - Nea

[icewindandboringhorror]

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