#the tank top and chains 😭

[jyunism]

nobody undercuts the way undercut hee undercuts 😔

[ariestrxsh]

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 content warning: smut, quite a bit of fluff, innocence corruption, masturbation, use of toys, getting caught, handjob (kinda), voyeurism/exhibitionism, religious kink, sexualization of religious imagery, slow burn, mommy kink (sorry lol), sub!virgin!matt, experienced!pervy!reader

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 author's note: dont read this if you're religious - it will offend you. this is part two of me & u. you can read part one here. 💖 there will be more parts to this story, so stick around. also, disclaimer: don't spy on people and watch them without their permission. 😭 this is just fantasy.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 summary: after getting to know and hanging out with the innocent, virgin christian boy who recently moved in next door, he starts exploring his sexuality with you, and the two of you start falling in love with each other.

me & u part two

"Your mom wasn't mad that you were smoking, was she?" Matt timidly asked you through the phone later on that day as he was rifling through kitchen appliances and finding a place to store them.

"No, I'm an adult. She doesn't care what I do. She was calling me in for lunch," you snorted, tugging at a loose thread on your blanket while you laid on your bed, still in your fairy dress and laying down with your feet kicking behind you.

Matt was thankful your mom wasn't upset with you, but he was annoyed that your first kiss with him was interrupted by something as menial as lunch.

"Well, what did you eat?" Matt wondered, trying to find a way to ask you to hang out again. "Just a sandwich and some macaroni," you told him. "W-what kind of sandwich?" Matt stammered, beating around the bush.

"Did you really call me to hear me talk about a turkey sandwich?" You chuckled. "I mean, I wanted to hear about your sandwich and to see if you wanted to hang out again," Matt shyly replied, biting his nails.

"Depends. What did you have in mind?" You inquired, teasing him and knowing you were going to say yes regardless of what he suggested the two of you do.

"We could go buy paint for my room. You could help me pick out a color," Matt said, hoping you'd say yes. "I'd love that. I'll be over soon. I just need to shower and get out of these clothes," you replied, smiling at how cute Matt sounded through the phone.

He couldn't help but picture you slipping out of your fairy dress.

"O-okay. Cool, I-I'll see you soon," Matt tripped over his words as you two hung up the phone. You put on a black tank top and a pair of jean shorts after your hasty shower, and you hurried over, eager to see Matt again.

You knocked on his door and patiently waited for him to answer. He was in a solid black t-shirt and jeans, and he was wearing a silver chain around his neck with a cross on it. "Ready to go?" You asked him, looking him up and down. "Yeah, let's go," Matt said, smiling at you and pulling his front door closed behind him.

On the ride to go pick out paint, Matt kept stealing glances at you at stoplights and stop signs, wondering if it would be the right time to try and re-do your first kiss, but every time he thought about leaning in, it felt too forced.

You could feel this, the way he was desperately looking for a chance to press his lips against yours, but you knew the perfect time would come again, and you didn't want to rush it.

You liked making him wait, but this didn't mean you weren't going to relentlessly tease him.

"Are you dying to hear how hard I came with my new toy?" You smirked over at Matt who looked back over at you wide-eyed. "Y-you already used it?" Matt studdered. "No. But I figured you were wondering if I had," you teased him. He blushed and grinned.

"I actually wanted to wait until I could use it in front of you," you admitted, your voice dripping with lust as you peered over at him and raised an eyebrow. "W-what?" He struggled to get out.

It was far too much fun to watch him blush and fidget. You couldn't get enough of his flushed, pink cheeks, his puppy dog eyes, and the desperate expression that would subtly make itself known everytime you'd tease him. And you knew just what to do and say to elicit these kinds of responses from him.

Once you guys stumbled upon a local store that sold paint, the two of you wandered over to the earth tones. "Now, really take your time making this decision. This is going to be the color of the paint in your room. You're going to have to see it every day," you told Matt when you saw all the different options they had.

Matt was scanning through different swatches of all the cool-toned paints when one caught his attention. "I like this one," he told you, pointing at the dark green shade on the page. "I love that color," you responded, taking the swatch from him and looking on the wall for the matching paint. "I think I found it," you told him, smiling and picking up a bucket.

Matt grabbed a second bucket of paint, a few paint brushes, some plastic covering, and the two of you paid for it all and left the store. "I'm so excited," Matt told you, his eyes lighting up as he spoke.

The two of you rode home in a comfortable silence, and you helped Matt carry the paint up the stairs to his room. You two decided to go your separate ways for the night to go eat dinner and get ready for bed, so you'd be well-rested for the next day.

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon line, illuminating the summer evening as Matt walked you to your doorstep. "I had fun with you today," Matt told you, his eyes fixed on yours. "I did, too," you replied.

"Maybe tomorrow you could paint it with me. You know, unless you have other plans," Matt shrugged, trying to hide how disappointed he would be if you did. "You know, I'm sorry. I'm busy tomorrow. I'm helping the hot neighbor boy paint his room," you jokingly replied.

He chuckled at your response, and then he pulled you into a long hug. You smiled against his chest, savoring how it felt to hold him, and when you went to pull away, you glanced up at him lovingly.

The two of you felt that familiar magnetic pull, and he leaned down until his lips were gently locked onto yours. His kiss was soft and tender, like his personality, and you both felt that spark that you'd always heard people talk about but hadn't experienced up until this point.

He reached up and cradled your face, lightly running his thumb back and forth over your cheek. Your tongue gently swirled around against his, and for how inexperienced he was, he was an incredible kisser. He moaned against your lip before the two of you slowly pulled away.

You were both even more smitten than before. Matt blushed, and you let out a soft giggle. "I'll see you tomorrow," you whispered as you slipped into your front door.

Matt stayed put on your porch for a few minutes, buzzing from the intimate moment he'd just shared with you, and he slowly made his way back to his house, tucking his erection into his waistband that he got from kissing you.

Later that night, after eating a delicious dinner, taking a steamy shower, and brushing your teeth, you switched out your lamp and got into your warm bed. A few seconds after you climbed into your bed to finish off your day, Matt's light came on across the way.

You watched again as he stepped out of his bathroom in just a towel, running his fingers through his wet hair. He looked so hot. You held your breath as the fabric around his waist hit the floor.

You'd imagined Matt naked at least a dozen times since you'd met him, and you were finally seeing it in person. And although you weren't getting a close-up view, you could see his hard member standing at attention. And it was big.

You didn't believe in God, but you did thank whoever was out there listening as you watched Matt climb onto his bed, lay on top of his blanket, and begin to stroke himself.

You hoped he was thinking about you, and he was. He was replaying the moment you two had kissed.

You continued peering in through his window, admiring the way he tenderly ran his thumb over the tip, causing him to throw his head back. He kept his movements slow and drawn out at first, teasing himself.

You couldn't hear the sounds he was making, but you couldn't stop imagining his needy little whimpers. You intently focused on the way he fisted his gorgeous cock, guiding his hand up and down his shaft and his strokes becoming faster, rougher, and more urgent.

You spied on him for several minutes, unable to shift your gaze away from the glorious sight of the cute neighbor boy all alone in his room, tugging on his dick. Your pussy began throbbing and drooling without you even touching it as you kept your eyes locked on Matt and what he was doing to himself.

He started to squirm around beneath his own touch, bucking his hips up, and you watched in awe as several spurts of cum shot out of his tip and painted his stomach and chest.

His hand that was gliding up and down his length slowed to a stop, and he took the towel he'd just used after his shower to wipe himself off. Even the way he cleaned up the mess he made was incredibly sexy.

He put on a pair of pajama pants once he was finished and knelt down by the foot of his bed to pray. The show he put on for you was so hot and naughty that you almost wondered if you should start praying for forgiveness.

Before you could follow that thought too deeply or do anything about the wetness that had pooled between your legs, you found yourself drifting off to sleep while more images of Matt flooded your mind.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

The next morning at about 5 a.m., you groggily rubbed your eyes and let out a yawn. You checked your phone for the time, and when you realized how early it was, you rolled over onto your other side and shut your eyes, hoping to be able to fall back asleep.

When all your efforts failed, you decided to go up to your treehouse, bringing a thin blanket with you for a morning marijuana and masturbation session - the two things that always helped you fall asleep.

You admired the way the sunrise lit up the view from your secret hideaway while you exhaled weed smoke, watching the way it danced and dissipated against the scenery before you. A tranquil state came over you, and you felt all light and airy after a few hits.

Being cautious not to burn yourself with the lit end of your joint, you shimmied out of your underwear and your pajama shorts and spread open your legs. You took your new suction vibrator, turned it on, and gasped as you lowered the buzzing toy onto your clit. It was unlike any vibrator you'd owned before, and it immediately had you moaning and shuddering at the sensation.

"Oh, Matt.." you softly whined over and over while you remembered the night before and the way you'd witnessed him make a mess all over himself. You took another puff from your joint. You were so enthralled by the stimulation and so lost in the way you were needily whining the neighbor boy's name, you didn't realize the man of your fantasies had followed you up to your treehouse and was watching you the same way you'd watched him.

He was already crawling in through the entrance before he realized he was intruding on an intimate moment you were having with yourself. He thought about clearing his throat or forcing out a cough to make his presence known, maybe even turning around and leaving before he could embarrass you, but he held his breath, and all he could do was stay put and admire how pretty and wet your pink pussy was.

It was the first time he'd ever seen anything like it in person, and he couldn't get enough. He grew incredibly hard as he studied the way your eyes were slammed shut and the needy and pleasured expression that overcame your face while you held your lit joint up to your parted lips. "Oh, Matt.." you whimpered again after exhaling the smoke, your legs beginning to quiver.

To Matt's horror, you opened your eyes, and while you were shocked that he was watching you, you didn't stop. "I-I'm so sorry. I woke up and looked out my window, and I saw you going to your treehouse. I thought you could use some company. I had no idea you were-" Matt started defending himself, but you cut him off.

"Shh. Please don't go. It feels so good to have you watching me," you whined with the vibrator still resting on your clit. "You're moaning my name an awful lot.." Matt murmured with his eyes fixated on the treasure between your thighs. You took another hit and slowly nodded at him.

"You like watching, don't you, naughty boy?" You managed to get out between your satisfied mewls. "I do, mommy," Matt whispered back, palming himself through the thin flannel fabric he had on. The way it sounded when Matt called you mommy sent waves of pleasure throughout your whole body. You couldn't take it anymore.

The way he peered down at your pussy with his puppy dog eyes, whimpering alongside you while you were playing with it was too good, and your whole body violently shook as you let out a few more needy moans.

"Holy shit," you and Matt both said in unison as your cum slowly leaked out of your pussy. "Did you just swear?" You asked wide-eyed and sneering at the innocent boy, turning off your toy. He threw his hand over his mouth, giving you a deer in the headlights look. "I-I didn't mean to," he stumbled over his words.

"Naughty, naughty boy," you seductively responded, putting out the joint and shaking your head. You noticed the wet spot on the front of Matt's flannel pajamas. "Did you finish just from watching me?" Your lips curled into a malicious grin. "I mean. I rubbed it a little through my pants, but yeah," Matt said in an embarrassed tone, looking down like he was ashamed.

"Come here, pretty boy," you gestured towards him. You pulled him close and pulled the thin blanket over the both of you. You guys looked into each other's eyes and shared another kiss, each of your lips touching and creating a circuit through which an electric feeling ran through your bodies.

You loved kissing Matt, and he loved kissing you. It was unlike any feeling either of you had felt before. You pulled him in even closer, and the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms in your treehouse as the sun came up.

A couple hours later, you woke up on the hard floor of your treehouse next to the cute neighbor boy who was softly snoring next to you. You didn't want to wake him because he was sleeping so soundly, but all it took was a subtle movement from you, and he began to stir.

"Morning," he softly groaned as he opened his eyes and stretched his arms out overhead. "I had fun with you earlier," you whispered to him, biting your lip. He smiled at you, his cheeks turning pink. "I did, too."

He couldn't get the image of you touching yourself out of his head. All he could think about was your pretty pink flower between your legs and the sound of his name escaping your soft lips.

Like he was most mornings when he first woke up, he was incredibly hard, and he subtly tucked his erection into his waistband, hoping you wouldn't notice, but you did.

"How about we both go change and get ready for the day? Then we can go get coffee? I'll buy," you asked Matt, gently running your fingers across his chest. "Yeah, sure," he whispered. The two of you went your separate ways for a bit, sharing another kiss before you did.

When you got back to your house, you showered, washed your face, and climbed into a pair of washed-out jean shorts and a baggy t-shirt that you wouldn't mind getting paint on. You grabbed a granola bar and an apple on your way out, skipping over to the neighbor boy's house.

Before you could even knock on his door, Matt was turning the knob and stepping out onto his porch. "Hey, long time no see," you told him, eyeing him up and down. He was wearing a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, and your opened your eyes wide when you realized you could see the faint outline of his cock through the cotton fabric.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Matt asked, teasing you. "You wore these on purpose, didn't you? You little temptress," you responded, nibbling on your lip. "I don't know what you're talking about," Matt casually responded, playing dumb and smirking to himself.

"Why'd you wear something so revealing then, hmm?" You wondered. "Why are you looking, perv?" Matt chuckled, getting into his orange truck.

The two of you started off down the road towards the nearest coffee shop, and as Matt drove, a naughty idea crossed your mind. You peered over at him, running your fingers along the inside of his thigh as he blew through a stop sign due to you distracting him.

He subtly gasped as you grazed his cock that was beginning to harden. It was the first time he'd ever been touched by anyone but himself. "W-what if God's watching?" Matt nervously questioned. "Then God's a little freak," you whispered back, sneering at him.

"You can't say that about God," Matt gasped, peering over at you. "But I just did," you said, poking the inside of your teeth with your tongue. "Please.. do it again," he sweetly whined. "You like that?" You asked, gently squeezing it, eliciting a whimper from the cute boy beside you. He bit his lip and shook his head yes.

"You better keep your eyes on the road, baby," you whispered, gently caressing it with your nails through the grey cotton that was beginning to strain. Before you knew it, the reactions you were getting from Matt as you teased his sensitive dick were getting to you. You felt your panties become all wet and sticky as Matt softly moaned beside you, using all his strength to pay attention to the road.

He approached a red light and gripped the steering wheel for dear life before letting out a loud groan. "Naughty boy. Like when mommy plays with you?" You asked seductively, moving your hand back and forth faster. "Oh, yes, mommy," he cried out.

He couldn't stop what was about to happen next. It was the first time anyone besides himself had ever given him that incredible release, and he let out a desperate mewl as he coated the inside of his pant leg with his cum.

"Wow. That was fast," you teased him. He looked over at you breathlessly with his glazed over blue eyes. "I tried to hold back as much as I could. I'm sorry," Matt responded quietly in a shameful tone, looking down at the mess he'd made in his sweats. "I know you did, baby. You did so good for me," you whispered, cradling his face and looking at him sympathetically.

The light switched to green, and he continued driving, embarrassed by how quickly he'd finished. "Well, I guess we're going through the drive thru," Matt stated, still blushing at the obvious wet spot.

He ordered the two of you coffee from the driver's side, for you, a frozen caramel drink and for himself, a black coffee, and you paid for it like you said you would. Matt thanked you for the coffee as well as the over-the-pants handjob you'd given him, and the two you made your way back to Matt's to get started on painting his room.

When you arrived back, you and Matt slipped into his house and up the stairs without alerting his dad, for which Matt was extremely grateful, so he wouldn't have to come up with an excuse as to why there was a questionable damp spot on the front of his sweats.

"I have to change my underwear for the second time today because of you. So scram," Matt told you, gesturing for you leave the room while he changed. "Oh, relax. I've already seen it," you shrugged and rolled your eyes.

"What?" Matt asked, widening his gaze in your direction. "Oh. Um," you innocently smiled at him. "What do you mean by that?" He asked. "I have a confession to make," you mumbled. Matt stayed quiet, but he looked at you intently, waiting for your admission.

You glanced across the way at your bedroom window. "So, my room is right there, and I can kind of see everything you do from the comfort of my bed," you pointed at the spot you watched him from last night, smirking and recalling how good he looked while getting off.

"You've been spying on me?" Matt asked accusingly, narrowing his blue eyes at you. "Not spying! I just happened to look up, and you dropped your towel," you said defensively.

"Oh, no. Did you see anything else?" Matt nibbled on his lip and shot you a nervous expression. "I might have watched you jerk off," you snickered. "I can't believe you watched me!" Matt exclaimed, feeling violated.

"And you're telling me that this morning when you walked in on me in my treehouse that you wouldn't have watched me until I finished if I didn't know you could see me?" You raised an eyebrow at him and crossed your arms. "Ugh. Fine. I guess I get it," Matt voice became softer as he realized his hypocrisy.

"Plus, I thought it was really hot," you said in a lustful voice while your gaze was fixed on his pink lips. "I'm still changing in the bathroom," Matt smiled at you, grabbing a change of clothes and heading into the other room, loudly locking the door behind him.

When he came back out, he was in some old jeans that already had some paint on them. The two of you started opening up the cans and setting down plastic and newspapers to keep the paint off the floor. Matt knew he was going to love the color the second he dipped the brush in the dark green liquid and began stirring it around.

"Oh my god. It's gonna look so good!" You told Matt after you painted a stripe on the white wall. "I already love it. Especially because we're painting it together," he looked over at you and grinned. You continued coating the wall in the first layer of dark green while you and Matt talked.

"So, did you write in your diary about me last night?" You teased him. "Shut up," he scoffed at you. "That's no way to talk to a lady," you said, taking your brush and slapping paint onto his arm. He gasped and pulled back.

"Oh, there's nothing lady-like about you," Matt replied, taking his paint brush and touching your face with it. You looked at him in disbelief. "You're right. You're more of a lady than me," you said, sticking your hand in the paint and slapping Matt on the ass, leaving a dark green handprint on his back pocket.

The two of you started laughing until your cheeks hurt and your stomachs started aching. Matt pulled you into another kiss, and you smiled against his soft lips as the two of you explored the inside of each other's mouths, leaving one another with a warm, fuzzy feeling.

Before the two of you could get too carried away, Matt broke off the kiss, and you got back to painting until you'd covered every wall in an even coat of dark green. You guys looked at each other, proud of the work you'd done together.

"You know, I don't usually fall for people this easy, but I really like you," you admitted to Matt once the two of you had finished and were sitting on his plastic-covered floor. "I don't usually fall for weed-smoking peeping toms, but I like you, too," Matt teased you.

part three posted 💖

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[baurbiediv]

silk press

rafe cameron x black!gf

content warning: smut (wrap b4 u tap) use of “mama” like twice, go read the rest, i don’t wanna spoil it pookie

authors update: yooo, this shit is NOT proofread, if you see any mistakes mind your businesssss!!! 😭😭 mdni!!

the sound of drake’s ‘cameras/good ones do interlude’ could be heard over the sounds of heavy panting, the smell of weed filling the air along with your soft whimpering, “r-rafe.. s-stop you’re gonna mess up my h-hair-“ you breathed out, hand faintly tapping on his lower stomach. but before another word could escape your lips, rafe grabbed your chin, shutting you up.

“move your hand away from my stomach or i’ll stop.” you quickly moved your hand as you gripped onto his arm for dear life. so now here you were, getting your shit pounded in cause someone couldn’t control himself, it amazed you how this man had you folded in half like a pretzel, your legs were almost pressed into your chest, knees shy of being able to touch your chest thanks to rafe’s big hands, his nails digging into the skin on your thighs. rafe pushed your dress further up your stomach, wanting nothing more than to be closer to you.

but what what more could this man have possibly wanted? he was balls deep inside of his beautiful girlfriend, watching her eyes threaten to roll to the back of her head, the small necklace he bought you with his initial ‘r’ studded in diamonds, placed perfectly on your chest, just the sight of that had his dick growing hard inside of you. rafe’s hand snakes down and pressed down onto your stomach, causing a loud moan to rip from your lips, rafe’s arm just seemingly wasn’t enough for you, he was quite literally fucking you dumb. his hips ramming into the plush of your ass. “you feel me right there?” he asked as he grabbed your hand, pressing your hand down on the bulge. thank god for this empty lot covered in trees or this would’ve been a real nasty sight to see. rafe’s blacked out jeep with the passenger door open, your feet sitting pretty on his shoulders, his hand holding the nape of your neck, a mix your cum and his from previous orgasm spilling out of you and creating a sticky white ring around the base of his dick.

rafe kept an arm extended around the nape of your neck, keeping your head upright. he loved when he had you like this, melting under his touch. “hey,” he said, snapping his fingers in front of your face. your eyes were threatening to close on him as you felt the tip of your orgasm on your tongue, “i need you to keep those pretty brown eyes on me mama, you hear me?” you nodded, as you did your best to keep your eyes open just like he asked you to, but of course he made that impossible, because you felt the calloused fingertips of his ring and middle finger rubbing on your swollen clit. your mouth fell open as he caught notice of this “shhh, i got you, i got you.” he whispered as he leaned in closer to you, opening your legs wider, allowing him to shove his dick deeper into you. his fingers sped up on the swollen bud, not letting up.

your moans progressively getting louder and louder, the only way of shutting you up was rafe lightly squeezing your neck, his lips ghosting yours, “if you make one loud fucking noise, you risk getting us caught, you don’t want that do you?” he asked, you shook your head almost instantly, you really did try your hardest to pay attention to what he was telling you, but you couldn’t. he looked so good, sweat covering his forehead, neck and chest. his gold chain resting nicely on his chest as it shined under the dim light of the car, along with that god forsaken black tank top, but you nodded along to his words not thinking anything of it, your legs started shaking, your stomach feeling funny.

rafe’s dick was hitting all the right places, he had your your toes curling, “s-shit rafe s-low downn!!” you squeaked out, his movements never halting, “i-i’m gonna c-cum!!” you arched your back off the seat, rafe smirking, “i got you, come on.” he said, rubbing your clit faster, applying more pressure. your hand flew to his stomach as your juices splurted over his fingers, his abs and lower stomach and dick. your body fell back against the seat, your thighs feeling sticky, “hey that was cute and all but i’m still not done.” rafe mutters before pulling out of you, you whine from the lost contact, and before you know it he’s pulling your legs further out of the car and flipping you over onto your stomach, “r-rafe baby there’s no room-“, you were cut off before rafe’s pushing his dick back into your sensitive pussy, his left hand pushed down on your back to deepen your arch as much as he could while his right hand made its way back to your hair, “i don’t care,” he moaned loudly pushing your head further down into the seat, the sound of your ass clapping against his stomach has rafe’s head going crazy.

you poorly attempted to cover your mouth, whines slipping out occasionally, this all he wanted. you placed your hand on the console for support. this was all he ever wanted, he was able to fuck his pretty girl, y/n, and he in fact he believed she was prettiest girl on kildare and he knew he wanted you the minute he spotted you at the country club with your family. and what happened? he got exactly what he wanted, he was a smooth talker and he talked his way right a relationship with you, and this was the outcome.

your hand of course made its way back to his stomach, this time removing his hand from your head and pinning your wrist down onto your back, your whimpers grew louder, “rafe, it’s t-too muchhhhh” you whined, “that’s okay, you can do it, i-i’m close..” he groaned loudly, hearing him panting behind you, his hips hitting harder and deeper, you felt the familiar feeling of your pussy squeezing around him. “where do you want me?” he breathed, squeezing the skin of your hips, your overstimulation pushing both you and rafe to the edge. “inside p-please,” you whimpered out feeling hot spurts of his cum shoot inside your pussy. rafe pulled out of you, your hips jerked and your legs shook a little. he pulled his boxers and nike sweats back up as he presses a kiss against your lips before smiling. he closed your car door before making his way to the passenger side. you slowly closed your legs as you sat up looking for your black thong, “first you fuck up my silk press then you steal my thong??” you huff.

“‘m sorry baby, i’ll pay for you to get your hair done again and who cares about that stupid thong, i’ll buy you 10 more, how does that sound?” he looked over at you, as he sat back in his seat. your arms were crossed but you couldn’t help the smile that was evident on your face.

he leaned over the console, “gimmie a kiss.”

he said, you obliged and leaned over and kissed his lips.

“i love you y/n.” “i love you more rafey.”

did you guys miss me?? 😏

[all444miles]

can you please do 42!miles with a baddie like a Megan type vibe? SHE HAS A PINK JEEP

💗💗💗💗

— SHE A BADDIE

— pairing: e42!miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: what its like for 42 miles to date a reader with a "baddie like megan" vibe. — a/n : i felt like i was a lil lazy writing this, sorry ! can yall tell i got excited abt the jeep n the attitude part.. its litch what kept me writing this whole thing 😭 also, a car creeper is those lil things u slide under to fix the underside of ur car — a/n 2: changed the way i start writin a jus a lil, petition for head over heels 42 miles supremacy !! + this was so fun.. like i was writing this n i was like "lemme be this when i grow up" LMAOOO so ty for the request anonnn, mwah and enjoy !!

MILES FALLS IN LOVE with you every second. like, honestly, just do anything, he's wrapped around your finger.

maybe he'll try and hide it, but you make him fold 24/7. you dont even have to do nothing.

it's just something about your energy, the way you dont give a damn about nothing, he just loves it. y'all are like beast boy and raven.

"mama, you killin' me right now." "hm? did i do somethin'?" "i love you so, so much. i swear, you make me weak." "aww, hun, I love you more." "yeah, keep dreamin'. now, lemme love on you."

hype man, hype man, HYPE MANN

when I say if you want to do anything he's here for it, he's here for it.

you wanna get your hair done? he's at your service.

you wanna go to the mall? he's already throwing you the keys to your jeep.

you wanna get your nails done? show him your options (he always likes the french tips, esp this.)

"Y'know Miles, i think this set ain't looking too good no more.." "You wanna get new nails?" "Mhm, wanna help me pick?" "'Course I do, let's see em."

does not care what you wear, he's always gonna say you look gorgeous. plus, he can fight. but, he's always got his hands on your waist. always.

you're your own girl, he knows that. he spoils you, yes, but he'll always let you do your own thing.

he can't explain it, but when you refer to him as "my man", or your anything, really, it does something to his heart.

yk when latto goes "ty to my man"? yeah, that's you.

"My nails? Yeah, my man helped me pick 'em."

you have attitude. Miles doesn't mind, he's a "yes ma'am" kind of guy, but if it's to him, hes gonna shut you down.

a lot of the times, you won't care, and it won't end in an argument, becuase he's still shutting you down regardless.

"Miles, you lost your shit or sum." "Amor, drop that tone f'me, aight?"

you are a party animal, and Miles? He'll just be in the back, watching you do your thing with your friends. If you ask him to dance with you though, he will for sure.

Will he throw money on you? Yes, yes he will. (Not sexual btw !)

Your jeep. He has his own car, but he honestly loves yours the best.

He helped you decorate it, all pretty and pink

He will happily get in your jeep while you blast Megan or Rihanna because c'mon now, who wouldnt?

I'm insistent he's good with mechanics, so he'll tune your car whenever you need him to, bryson tiller or tory lanez playing while he does so. (i'm losing my shit rn.)

"Cariño, ¿puedes pasarme esa llave inglesa? It's to ya left." (Baby, can you pass me that wrench?)

he'd say, sliding out from the car creeper under the hood of your pink jeep, sliding back in after you passed him the tool.

and after about 15 minutes, he'd come back out, putting a dirty cloth over his shoulder, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

its a sight to see: white tank top, slightly stained with grime from fixing your car; his favorite gold chain glistened in the sun, adorned with beaded glints of sweat from his neck.

"Aight, i think she's good, you can start her up if you wanna." "Yay! thank you for fixing my car, baby, I love youu."

you'd squeal, wrapping your arms around his neck to plant a kiss on his cheek, your pink tinted lip gloss staining his face.

"Ain't no problem princesa, I love you too."

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likes, reblogs, comments and asks are always appreciated !

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

💌 Request~

Hi love 🥺❤️!! So this request is based on a funny dream I had HAHA

Basically Daddy chan came home and caught me using toys 🤪 because he came home early one day to surprise me since he couldn't see me for 2 and a half weeks (comeback schedule CRAZY😭 so I'm like chan DEPRIVED)! And he doesn't know I have sex toys LMAOO, when he caught me I was like 🤡............and he was like 🫱🤡🫲 *hands on hips "Bb girl you wanna tell me when you got those or what???" 🙂

He was such a softie though 🫠❤️ I did remember he got pouty later and was like why didn't you ask me to get you a dildo of my dick (SHY ME COULD NEVA LOL) instead I'M BETTA >:/?!

The rest was a blur 😭 make a y/n fic with this whole situation I guess 😂🙏❤️ mwuah💋 love ya!

Omg @berryberrytan I love the pics haha and have saved them all.

Reunion

Content Includes: Daddy!Bang Chan x fem!reader, 18+, use of a vibrator, getting caught in the act, masturbation, teasing, kissing, shy reader, reader is called ‘babygirl’ (of course, that’s canon), Chan is slightly rough and aggressive, reader is insecure about how she sounds…so Daddy!Chan makes sure she doesn’t think like that again. 

Word Count: 782

The sheets and air were damp with your smell and scent as breathy moans filled the room, thighs tense and cunt clenched with need as the vibrator suctioned and buzzed against your clit. 

It had been so long, too long without Chan’s touch and you were SUFFERING. 

You pressed the vibrator more firmly to your clit and it was enough to have your toes curl and a loud groan filled the room, the release more potent as you felt comfortable to fully let go and be as loud as you wish. 

You were a bit shy with your sounds around Chan, worried it might be too annoying or too much but by yourself, you were loud, breathy and whiney. 

Mmmm, at least you thought you were by yourself. 

‘Babygirl, you want to tell me where you got that?’ 

Chan’s mildly irritated voice filled the room and your eyes snapped open, tilting your head up to see his blurry presence in the doorframe, hands on his hips and his eyes locked onto yours, they were dark and filled with frustration with a side of lust. 

‘Chan…you’re home..I-I didn’t hear you’ 

The vibrator on the bed was left forgotten and your legs snapped shut, a blush graced upon your features as you realised you got caught in the act. 

‘Of course you didn’t’ 

He sauntered towards you, roughly removing his tank top and dropping it on the floor, silver chain dangling in the crevice of his sternum. 

‘You were so loud I could hear you from the living room sweetheart, almost had me thinking you were cheating on me with how fucked out you sounded’. 

A squeal left your throat as Chan roughly pulled your legs and body towards the edge of the bed, leaning down to hover over you slightly, hand supporting himself against your side. 

‘Tell me babygirl’ His voice was dark, his brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed in a way that slightly scared you, and made your cunt wet and nipples hard. 

‘Why don’t you ever sound like that around Daddy mmh? Is my cock not good enough for you?’ 

You gulped slightly and became breathless, hips and thighs unintentionally spreading wider as your body became submissive under Chan’s intense gaze. 

‘No-it’s not that’ Your voice was almost shaking from how breathless you already were, your hand tentatively rising to be placed upon his warm chest. 

‘I’m just not sure if I sound good’ 

You stared at him with doe eyes and there was so much sincerity in your gaze that it made Chan’s heart clench with love and cock to harden in his briefs. 

He crashed his mouth to yours, kissing you in a wet and messy way as his hand cupped your chin, pushing your thighs apart with his knees so you were spread further for him. 

Chan pulled away with a loud noise, his bottom lip wet with spit and cheeks blushed red with arousal. 

‘Who told my babygirl she doesn’t sound pretty when she cums huh?’ 

His grip on your chin tightened so you were forced to keep his gaze, a small smirk on his face but his eyes filled with warmth and care. 

‘Was it me? Did Daddy tell you?’ 

You shook your head fervently and responded with a bold and confident ‘No!’. 

‘So…’ Chan removed his grip from your chin and brushed your hair away from your face. 

‘If Daddy didn’t tell you, then that means it’s not true, yeah?’ 

You nodded in agreement, trailing your fingers down his naval and resting them around the waistband of his shorts. 

‘If you don’t believe me, then feel this’ 

Chan roughly grabbed your hand and placed it on his bulge, you could feel how hard he was through the material and how warm his body was. 

‘I’ve been hard since hearing you babygirl, you did this to me’. 

He hissed as you took the initiative to palm him over his shorts, confidence building in you as you felt how hard and aroused he was under your touch. 

‘I guess I should be loud for you more then, I missed you so much Daddy’ 

Chan smiled at you fondly as he rubbed your sides, leaning down to place a sweet and gentle kiss to your mouth. 

‘Missed you too babygirl, missed you every day’. 

The soft moment ended when Chan rolled his hips over you, the grinding sensation against your bare and wet core causing you to whine from the sensation. 

‘And now’ Chan grunted out as he adjusted himself, propping a pillow under your hips and pushing your knees to your chest. 

‘Daddy’s going to make you scream more than that piece of toy ever will’. 

Author's Note: It is always a great day to write Daddy!Chan.

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[lesinquietes]

maybe i'm blind and stupid and clueless and ignorant to it, but i feel like i never see people give izaya access to saika in any fics 😭 like they sleepin on the potential fr

OMG STOP—

He somehow gets his hands on saika and tries to cut darling with it. That said, I feel like for this to happen, he’d have to find some way to dominate Saika’s influence because Izaya isn’t the type to bend to others…

But fuck logic let’s imagine it

You immediately know something’s up when the information broker rings your buzzer at midnight. You haven’t spoken to him since he confessed his feelings for you. He was certain you’d feel the same way. You didn’t — you don’t. You could tell he was shocked by your rejection, though he tried to play it off. The split second wherein his guard dropped, and you could see the scowl etched across his handsome face, was enough to validate your weariness.

You peer through the glass hole. What does he have in his hands…? Is that… a bouquet? You suppose he didn’t hear you the first time, or perhaps he’s simply stubborn.

Cautiously, you unlock the door. You’re careful to keep the chain latched, so that he can’t force his way inside. He leers at you through the small crack, wearing a peculiar smile.

“Ah, there you are.” He purrs, voice like velvet. “Are you really going to leave me out here in the cold?”

“You have more than enough money to buy the best winter jackets.” You scoff. “Don’t give me that shit.”

“Aw, hey~ don’t be like that, (f/n),” he whines. “I can buy you nice things too, y’know… if you were my woman.”

His tone deepens when he utter the last bit. It causes your heart to drop. There’s no doubt that he’s attractive, but you know a relationship with him would be unhealthy. Besides, you’d hate to ruin your budding friendship with Shizuo.

“Enough.” You sigh, shaking your head. “I’m going to bed.”

“Wait!” He vies. “At least take your flowers.”

You hesitate. They sure looked nice. But you know it’s probably a trap. Although he isn’t known to use brute force against anyone, save for his worst enemies, you’ve noticed his fascination with you transcends his typical behaviour. You don’t trust his intentions.

“You can leave them on my doorstep, if you like.” You suggest. “Goodnight.”

You move to latch the door. He doesn’t let you. Through the bouquet, a sword zips forward. It nearly stabs you in the chest. You throw yourself backwards and scramble into your apartment. You watch in horror as the blade slices your chain and the black-haired menace welcomes himself into your home. He gazes around mindfully, inspecting your decor and the small space you’ve selected for yourself.

“Wow, you’re really living paycheck to paycheck, huh?”

His comment strikes a nerve. You’re saving up to get something better. Not a day goes by where you don’t work your ass off for a brighter future. Does he think you like working at a convenience store every day?

“What are you doing?!” You cry. “Get out!”

You back up further when he advances. Neither of you stop until your back hits a wall. You whimper when you realize there’s nowhere left to flee. So much for you telling him to do anything.

“Y’know, you’ve been pretty mean to me since you moved to Ikebukuro.” He teases with a playful wink. “Are you the type to bully your crushes?”

“No!” You shout defensively. “I don’t have a crush on you!”

“Oh no~?”

His tone is dangerous. He shifts the sword so that the tip rests beneath your chin. Gently, he uses it to tilt your head up. Your expression is adorable. He needs to scare you more often.

“Y’know, other men would take what they want and kill you.”

He dips Saika down to your top. It’s a tank. He taps the sharp edge over one of your straps. The thin fabric snaps easily. Panic zips through you.

“Izaya, please,” you beg. “Don’t do this.”

“Ah, me?” He feigns hurt. “I’m not doing anything. It’s this sword, here.”

He retracts Saika. You can feel something is different about the blade. It’s humming ever so gently, coaxing you, vying for you to touch it. Leave it to the informant to get his hands on a demonic weapon, of all things.

“It wants exactly what I want.” He gazes at your reflection in the shiny metal. “Your love~”

He hooks the sword back under your chin. You hold your breath. If you move an inch, it could slice you. He holds your gaze as he scopes your figure m, taking his time eyeing his prize. He’s never been ashamed of the desire he has for you; even Gods have needs.

“Do you want to be mine?”

You swear his irises flicker red for a second. He’s insane, but maybe you can deceive him long enough to get away. He’s got liquid fast reflexes, and you’ve seen him go head-to-head with Shizuo; nonetheless, you have an advantage the blonde hulk doesn’t — Izaya likes you. A powerful man like him has gotten wrapped in the throes of lust. Love throws logic out the window.

You have a chance.

“Y-yes!” You lie. “I-I think… I-I think just n-needed to come around.”

“Oh?” He raises a thin black brow. “You do?”

Izaya knows you don’t. You would have jumped at the opportunity earlier if you were truly devoted to him. He’s fascinated that you would lie to him at a time like this. He didn’t peg you for the type to use deception as a bargaining chip.

He wants to see how this tango progresses.

“That’s a fast change of mind.” He remarks slyly. “Why don’t you walk me through how you came around.” He offers you a playful wink. “Just so I know I can trust you.”

You have to spin a fresh lie on your feet. Noticeably, you scramble.

“Um… well… it’s… been hard in this city.” You start. “And uh… I’ve been thinking about your proposition from last week.”

“You mean when I asked you to dinner at Russia Sushi?” He simpers fondly. “An innocent offer that you shut down.”

“I did!” You confess, inhaling deeply. “A-and I’m sorry… I-I think… that would be nice.”

You’d rather die than be seen in public with him at this point. He’s broken into your home and assaulted you with a weapon. He’s threatening to harm you if you don’t conform to his twisted game of boyfriend-and-girlfriend. If you get out of this alive, you’re going to make sure everyone knows what he did to you this evening. Simon can give him more than a plate of raw fish the next time he visits.

“That’s great news!” He sings, outwardly overjoyed by your admittance. “I knew you’d come around.”

He removed the blade from your neck. You’re permitted to climb to your feet. He opens his arms for a hug. You have to keep up with appearances, don’t you? If you race away too soon, he’ll grab you. It’s best to continue lowering his défenses until you have a break.

Hesitantly, you enter his embrace. He embraces you gingerly. His cologne smells smooth and expensive. Everything about him exudes money and privilege. Briefly, you wonder what it would be like to have that sort of lifestyle.

Unfortunately, you’ll discover the answer to your fantasy in due time.

Izaya sighs. There’s a sorrow to it that causes you to pause. You freeze in his grasp. By the time you consider moving, it’s far too late.

“I’m not stupid, darling~”

He jabs the tip of Saika into the back of your neck. It’s a shallow wound, but effects are immediate. You perk up at the unfamiliar sensation of control leaving your body. Out of nowhere, your mind goes practically blank, and all thoughts centre around… him?

Oh.

Yes, him. Him. Izaya. The love of your life. Your savoir. Holder of Saika. Your everything.

Your irises turn a shade of crimson. Instinctively, you wrap your arms around his neck and press your body close to him. The fur from his jacket tickles you while you focus on nuzzling into his warmth. There’s a comfort to him that wasn’t there before; you can’t seem to get enough.

“Oh, my love,” you whisper, starstruck. “I was so lonely until you came along.”

He wraps a lithe arm around your waist. Unlike prior, he can tell you’re serious. Saika has you possessed, and that means you’re incapable of feeling any other way, so long as he holds this power.

“I know, sweetheart.” He purrs, pressing a chaste kiss to your head. “You’re such an impressionable little thing in this big bad city. You need someone to protect you, right?”

You nod.

“A boyfriend?”

You nod.

“A lover?”

You nod.

“A Master.”

For a fourth time, you bob your head, agreeing to any statement that comes from his mouth. It doesn’t matter. Nothing but him matters. You don’t remember what you were so worried about before. Work, saving up for school, your family, your friends — none of those things are important to you.

Izaya Orihara is your world.

He guides you to the front door of your apartment. Someone will find this mess tomorrow. He’ll get one of his contacts in the force to clean it up and concoct a story about how he saves you from a drugged-out maniac hunting for shelter. Ikebukuro is dangerous these days. You moved in with him because there’s no one better to offer you safety in this part of Japan.

[jae-bummer]

A Kiss for Everyone

Request: Can I have 18 and 5..? With Svt Minghao? And the members invites themselves to the date..? And it’s cute and funny? If you do it! Thank you sm I love you😭🫶

Prompts:

5) "I don't think I've ever seen anyone screw something up that fast before."

18) Going for a day out with your bias when somehow all of the other group members invite themselves.

Pairing: Seventeen The8 x reader

Genre: Fluff

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Tucking the rolled yoga mat under your arm, you readjusted your stance, and stared out the window of the studio. Butterflies nosedived in your abdomen, making it nearly impossible to stand still. You took a deep breath in through your nose and out through your mouth, trying to remember the small tricks Hao had given you to calm yourself down. It was awfully ironic that you were using them now, when he was the reason that you needed to find peace.

It wasn't that you were panicked at the thought of your first date, just anxious about all of the ways it could go wrong. Hao was thoroughly invested in both meditation and fitness, so suggesting a yoga class seemed like the perfect way to marry two of his interests. You weren't sure if he had ever been before, but you assumed it would be something he was good at.

You on the other hand? Maybe not so much.

"I knew I should have paid extra for the baby goats," you muttered, running a hand through your hair. At least if you had done goat yoga, you could play off any mistakes as excitement for being around so many small and furry things.

You checked the time on your phone again before worrying your lip. Only a few minutes until class started and you still hadn't seen Minghao coming from either end of the street. Just as you were about to shoot him a text, you saw his thin frame bobbing down the sidewalk.

Putting on your best smile, you moved toward the door and opened it as he strolled in. Grinning at you in return, he pulled you into a quick hug before letting go. "Sorry I was late, the guys-"

"It's okay," you nodded, immediately wanting to absolve him of any worry. He looked great today (but then again, when did he not?) Dressed in a simple tank top and sweatpants, it was difficult to even maintain focus. He was just that beautiful.

"Jeonghan slept in," he chuckled. "And it started this whole chain reaction of things going wrong. Everyone should be right behind me though."

"Everyone?" you croaked, furrowing your brows. Surely, he didn't mean...

The small bell above the entryway chimed as familiar voices began to flood the small space. You blinked up at Minghao, trying to tamper down the shock flooding your system. "I-I didn't reserve their spots."

"What?" Hao asked, now his turn to grow confused as his friends began to filter in. Their small talk was equivalent to a roar as you felt your body growing hot with embarrassment.

Coming to a stop beside you, Mingyu draped a long arm around your neck. "Heeey."

DK shuffled over as well, trying to assess the looks on both you and Hao's faces. "Y/N?"

"I...I thought today was going to be just us," you admitted, feeling foolish. You couldn't even chance a glance toward the two other men who had inserted themselves in your conversation. It was mortifying.

Minghao's eyes grew wide as he looked from you and then back to all the members.

DK let out a nervous laugh as he patted Hao across the back. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone screw something up that fast before."

"We can leave," Mingyu blurted, unwinding himself from your body.

"No, no," you said quickly, shaking your head. Plastering on what positivity you could, you began to nod instead. "Let me double check and make sure there's enough spots for everyone."

Wandering over to the counter you had checked in at, you could feel your face grow flush before you even started speaking. "Sorry, um...the class that's about to start? You wouldn't happen to have twelve additional spots, would you?"

The girl behind the counter blanched before taking a moment to respond. "I could look?"

"Thank you," you said quietly, glancing over your shoulder. You couldn't help but feel awkward as you watched several of the members surround Minghao, shoving him in the shoulders as the pointed vehemently toward you. Just great, now they all knew you had expected this to be a date.

"Actually," the studio receptionist hummed, getting your attention again. "It looks like we have another class starting in a few minutes that has room for you all. Do you want me to switch you over to that one?"

"Sure, that would be great," you sighed in relief. Placing your elbows on the counter, you dropped your face into your hands and tried to focus on your breathing again.

"Okay," the girl continued. "That's going to be ₩621,981.50."

Lifting your face, you tried not to cringe. While that wasn't the largest amount of money you had ever spent, it was still more than you had expected to pay today.

"I got it," Hao said quietly as his body joined yours at the counter. Looking up, you found him avoiding eye contact and gnawing at the skin on the side of his thumb.

"No, really," you tried, trying to salvage any chance at normality. "I invited you guys out here, let me pay."

"No, Y/N," he asserted. "You invited me. Then I was the one who went and fumbled the situation. Badly."

Sliding his card across the counter, he moved to face you. Leaning against the edge of the tabletop, he looked at you directly. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," you grimaced. It was hard to meet his eyes. "I should have told you I expected it...that I wanted it to be..."

"A date?" he finished, lifting a brow.

"A date," you repeated numbly. How horrifying was it that you had to admit it out loud?

After a moment of silence, Hao cleared his throat. "It can still be a date."

"You don't have to humor me," you groaned, still avoiding eye contact.

"Y/N," he murmured. "Please look at me."

Moodily acquiescing, your eyes found his.

"If I had realized this was meant to be something special for just the two of us," he said slowly. "You know I would have been more than okay with that, right?"

"I just thought..."

"Looking back, you did everything right," he said, nodding encouragingly. "I was the one who obviously thought there was no universe in which you would actually want to go on a date with me."

"What?"

"I'm weird, Y/N," he chuckled. "Good looking, but weird."

"Hao," you choked out on a laugh. "At least you're self-aware?"

Breaking into a wide smile, he reached up to rub his hand along your arm. "I'll make this up to you. I promise."

Inhaling deeply, you gave a short nod. It was hard to maintain your cool when he finally set the record straight. He did want to go on a date, he just didn't realize that you had wanted that as well.

Bringing you into his side for a quick hug, his hands lingered on your lower back when you pulled away again. Cutting your eyes toward him, you tried not to spontaneously combust as he licked his lips.

"Sir?" the girl behind the counter asked, waving Hao's card in the air. "You can move to Studio 3 now."

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"Oh my god, it's fucking goats," Vernon called over his shoulder, stumbling into the room first.

Minghao looked toward you, an alarmed expression clear on his face.

"They're babies!" Dino gasped, surging forward to cuddle one of the small goats roaming the room.

"What happens if they poop?" Seungkwan muttered, side eying the members closest to him. "Specifically, on us?"

"A little goat poop never hurt anyone," Seungcheol chuckled, somehow already holding a goat and allowing it to lick his chin.

"Did you originally book us for this?" Minghao whispered, his breath hot on your ear.

Trying to ignore the shiver caused by his proximity, you shrugged. "Nope, I didn't spring for goat yoga...but apparently you did."

"Perfect," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. "I did not foresee any of the events today coming to fruition."

Sliding his fingers between yours, he gave them a small squeeze. Motioning to the room with his free hand, he grimaced. "Thank you for dealing with...all of this."

You looked out at the boys who had joined you today, settling themselves on their chosen yoga mats. Their wide smiles and laughter were enough to turn your mood from disappointment to something significantly warmer. Seeing them this happy made your heart feel like it could burst.

"While both the goats and the guys were a surprise," you nodded. "It's definitely become a welcome one."

"Oh?" Hao smirked. "Sooo I don't have to make it up to you after all?"

"Now I never said that," you giggled.

"Fine," he said, giving a dramatic eye roll. "I guess I was looking forward to making it up to you anyway."

..

"This is the best date I've ever been on," DK cried. Laying on his back and covered by baby goats, you thought he would simply explode from happiness.

"More like the best day of my life!" Jun chimed from beside him, a goat chewing lazily on the ends of his hair.

"At least you made them happy," Minghao chuckled, pushing his shoulder into yours. After what was an extremely interesting session, you had both ended up on the same yoga mat, leaning against each other as you watched the interactions around you.

Petting absent-mindedly at the small goat that had settled into your lap, you smiled at him. "And I didn't make you happy?"

"Of course, you did," he smiled. "You're really good at it too." Bending toward you, he pressed a light kiss to your temple.

"Don't kiss our date!" Jeonghan gasped, pointing an accusing finger at Minghao. "If you kiss Y/N, we all kiss Y/N!"

Nodding vehemently, Hoshi sprang to his feet as he began to circle the pair of you. This startled the goat you had been holding, causing him to spring away from you and jump roughly onto Dino's stomach.

"I promise you," Minghao said, wrapping his arms protectively around you. "If your lips even get near Y/N, you will fear my wrath."

"Wrath?" Wonwoo chuckled. "Someone needs more goat yoga."

"No more goat yoga," Woozi said definitively from his spot in the corner. "Next time, can't we just...get a meal? Do as the mentally sound people do?"

"That's asking a lot," Joshua grinned, aggressively petting a goat that had taken up residence on Mingyu's chest.

"No next times," Minghao sighed into the top of your head, still not letting you go. "I have a date to take you on first."

"What do you mean?" you teased, looking up at him through your lashes. "This is a date. And honestly, it's going to be hard to top."

[crybabycinna]

Makeup

Lin Beifong x fem reader

This was a request I got! Fem reader dresses Lin up and does her makeup all girly. I’m still working on the kuvira vs Lin one I’m trying to figure out what to do I kinda know what I want to do it’s probably gonna be a quick mini series but don’t think I forgot I’ve literally been moving 😭 well I’m moved into my house now but now I gotta put shit away and I’m trying to figure out where to put stuff and blah blah it’s a fucking mess anyways! On to the story!

I was looking around for Lin but I couldn’t find her till I heard groaning coming from a room. I sighed. I already knew what she was doing. I opened the door and saw Lin working out. “Linny really?” I asked and placed my hands on my hips. She was in her tank top lifting weights. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t turned on but now is not the time! Lin sighed and put the weights down. I walked over to her and poked her chest. “We have to get ready. Now let’s get you in the shower.” I said then turned away from her and walked towards the door. I heard Lin coming behind me mumbling a bunch of incoherent nonsense to me. She’s being a baby. She promised Su she’d dress up for this party but not the way Lin normally does. No suit and tie for her and again I’d be lying if I said seeing Lin in a suit and tie didn’t do anything to me. Drove me up a wall. Lin has to wear a dress and makeup! I was tasked with finding her dress and makeup. Su was gonna do her hair.

We got to the room and Lin was still folding her arms. “Linny you promised Su.” I told her. “I know, I know. Let’s get this over with.” Lin grumbled as she sat down on the bed. “Ok let me show you the dress I picked for you.” I told her and went into the closet. I grabbed the dress and stepped out the closet to show Lin the dress. I held it up for her. “What do we think?” I asked her. I was holding up a long black dress. It was backless and it had light silver chains hanging on the back. The dress straps were basic. I didn't want to constrict her to the dress and plus I want her to show off her muscles! She works hard. She's gotta show em off. “I like it. You picked well.” Lin said. I looked at her and she was nodding her head in approval. I smiled. “Yay!” I squealed. She playfully rolls her eyes. “Now go shower, I'll wait.” I told her. Lin nodded then went into the bathroom.

I laid the dress down gently then set up the vanity. I made sure I had everything for Lin. After a while Lin came out in a robe and I smiled. “Did you wash your face?” I asked her. She shook her head. “Let’s wash your face then moisturize.” I told her and dragged her back into the bathroom. Lin nodded and I let her use my face wash. After she washed her face I pat dried her face then I let her use your fancy moisturizer as she likes to call it. Once that was done I took her to the vanity and I sat her down so I could do her makeup. I primed her face, used concealer, and skin tint because it’s a bit lighter and her face doesn’t need a lot of coverage. I didn’t bother to contour because she’s already got good bone structure so just a bit of bronzer to bring color to her face. Once that was done I did light blush. I didn’t want to add too much to her face like I do myself.

When I finished it was time to do eyeliner. I was trying to figure out how to find a good position to do her eyeliner. “Fuck, ok I’m gonna have to get up and personal.” I told her and sat on her lap. Lin opened her eyes and looked at me. “I’m sorry I gotta get this eyeliner done.” I said. Lin nodded then relaxed and pulled me closer to her. “Thank you for cooperating.” I said and started to do her eyeliner. I did a simple small wing, nothing crazy and I did my best to copy the same wing on her right eye. I closed the eyeliner pen then put it down and cupped Lin’s face and looked at her. Turning her face from side to side to make sure the eyeliner looked good.

Lin opened her eyes. “Close your eyes.” I told her. She sighed and closed her eyes. “Ok I think it looks good.” I said. “Can I look at myself now?” Lin asked. “No! I’m not done yet jeez.” I said. She groaned. “Be patient.” I told her. Lin sighed and patted my thighs. I laughed. I turned to grab my eye shadow palette and brushes. It was a basic brown palette. Just to bring a little warmth to her eyes after I finished I grabbed my lash tray and glue. I put glue on the left lash then let it dry a bit. Once it was semi dry I put the left lash on her left eye. It was a simple lash, nothing dramatic but it would work really well with her eyes. I did the same to the right lash then cupped Lin’s face and turned it from side to side. “Looking good.” I mumbled. I then grabbed my setting spray.

“Keep ya eyes and mouth close.” I told her. Lin nodded and then I sprayed her face with setting spray. Once I was done Lin coughed. “Is that fucking hair spray?” Lin asked. “Probably but it keeps your makeup together.” I said. Lin sighed. I looked at her face again then smiled. “Perfect.” I said. I grabbed a little mirror and gave it to Lin. She looked at herself. “Hmm pretty good.” Lin said and nodded her head. “You like it?” I asked. “I do but I know I won’t be as pretty as you.” Lin said, stroking my cheek. The door opened. “Hey…am I interrupting something?” Su asked. “Oh no. I just finished up her makeup. She’s all yours.” I told Su and got up from Lin’s lap. Su nodded and I left the room to go to mine. My heart was racing. I got to my room and started getting ready. I did my makeup then got dressed. By the time I finished I heard a knock at my door.

“Come in.” I said. My door opened and it was Lin. “Oh Lin! You look beautiful.” I said and walked over to her. “Thank you but I will never do this again.” Lin said. “Oh come on! You look stunning.” I said. “I do but this isn’t my style and you know it.” Lin said. “I know but you look so pretty.” I said. “You look beautiful.” Lin said. “Thank you.” I said. “Let’s get this party over with.” Lin said and held out her hand to me. I took her hand and my heart melted. I let her lead me into the party. Mako and Bolin were shocked to see Lin all dressed up. “Wow Chief!” Bolin exclaimed. “You look great, Chief.” Mako said. “Thank you.” Lin said. As the night went on Lin and I drank and danced the night away. I was having the best night of my life with her. The party was still going but Lin and I decided we were over it and went back to her room making out.

When we got into her room she locked the door and tossed me onto the bed. Lin started taking off her dress and I sat up to take off my dress. Lin climbed on top of me and we went back to making out. “You know since you’re so pretty and feminine you wanna try without the strap?” I teasingly asked. “No.” She said. “Fine. We do it your way.” I said. “That’s right.” Lin said and smirked.

[misshoneyimhome]

“…he simply assumed you were his girlfriend and forgot to ask, but that's another story.”

BABE IMMA NEED THE STORY lol why do I feel like that is a true to reality thing that our lil Will would do😑😭

BECAUSE IT IS SUCH A WILLY THING TO DO 😂

Okay, so I know you didn’t exactly ask for the WHOLE story, and only just the part where he didn’t ask her to be his girlfriend… but, what can I say - this is just one of my dearest Willy fantasies, so I felt like jotting it all down 🙈

A part of: I’m only one call away | William Nylander (& John Tavares)

Warnings; sexual activity (not explicit);

Word count; 3.8K

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I’m only one call away (the other story) | William Nylander 🖋️ (⚡️)

The bar was boiling as you headed to the counter for another round of drinks. But getting there was tougher than it sounded. With your lack of height and broad shoulders, you attempted to squeeze through the crowd but didn't have much luck.

And just as you spotted an opening to slip through, a bigger guy accidentally knocked into you, making you lose your balance and stumble backwards.

But to your surprise, another large figure was right behind you and instinctively caught you in his arms.

"Oh shit, sorry about that," you shouted over the music, looking up at the tall guy who'd inadvertently become your cushion.

"No worries, lucky I was around, huh?" the man chuckled as you steadied yourself.

And you couldn't help but pause and stare.

Even though it was pretty dim inside the bar, you could still make out that he was a looker. His sleek, light-coloured hair and rugged beard complemented his blue eyes and wide, cocky grin. Clad in a snug, white tank top with a thick chain around his neck and what seemed like quite loose trousers.

Yep, his vibe definitely screamed trouble.

"Well, I'm still sorry," you flashed him a sweet smile, attempting to avert your gaze. Yet, his eyes remained fixed on you, making it quite challenging for you to look away.

"How about you buy me a drink as an apology?" he suggested with a confident grin.

"I suppose that'd only be fair," you replied, returning his expression before both of you made your way towards the bar counter. His large figure definitely helping you out. 

And before you knew it, you were deeply engrossed in a conversation with this stranger.

Well, as it turned out, the stranger happened to be none other than Toronto's star hockey player, William Nylander. He was out with his brother Alex, who had come over from Pittsburgh to spend time with him. But as Alex had found another group to chat with, William took the chance to strike up a conversation with you.

Your smile and laughter seemed to captivate him effortlessly. And moreover, you were intriguing, funny, and undeniably sexy.

And William felt compelled to make a move on you because, from his experience, girls like you weren't exactly easy to come by. If such a thing as 'girls like you' even existed. Typically, he was surrounded by eager girls seeking his attention all the time, but you didn't fit that mould.

You simply exuded calmness and confidence while also posing interesting questions about him, ones that people typically didn’t bother to ask, assuming they already knew the answers. But unlike many, you weren't swayed by third-party journalism, online theories, or eye-catching headlines.

So, after a couple of hours spent chatting, enjoying a few drinks, and sharing laughter over the most cheesy jokes, William escorted you out of the bar and a short distance down the street, planning to see you off as you’d take the underground home.

However, a part of him wasn't ready to bid you farewell just yet. So, before you were about to walk down the stairs, he gently pulled you back by your wrists, drawing you into his arms for a passionate kiss.

And as you both slowly parted, you looked up at the tall Swede.

"Why not just tell me what you really want, hockey star?" you smirked, well aware of the thoughts occupying his mind - thoughts that too had been on your mind all night.

"Let's head to my place," he flashed a mischievous grin and a wink.

"What about your brother?" you chuckled lightly.

"What about him? He can crash at one of the other guys' places or a hotel. He's probably found a girl too," he replied nonchalantly, the smirk still playing across his lips. And after a gentle nod from you, he then took your hand and led the way to his condo.

And the night turned out to be quite something.

William knew his way around not just on the hockey rink but also in the bedroom, showing a undeniable skills of how to please a woman. He made your needs a priority, aiming to ensure you experienced pleasure before he did, with his impressive oral skills, striving to bring you to at least one orgasm before engaging in passionate and long-lasting sex. He even managed to provide you with pleasure in different positions, creating a heated atmosphere filled with sweat and loud moans.

And following three intense orgasms (and William remembering to use protection – points for that), you found yourselves lying together, engaging in conversation once more.

Surprisingly, he let you to spend the night, which contrasted with his usual approach to casual hook-ups.

However, in the morning, he woke up to find you were no longer there. And it stung a little. Even though he knew it might have been a one-time thing, a small part of him wished it could have been more. But after a sigh and accepting the reality, he noticed a post-it note on his nightstand.

"Sorry hockey star, had to leave. Last night was fun, so if you ever feel for some company again, just drop me a text ;) [your phone number] – y/n"

A grin spread across his handsome face as he read your note, and it didn't take long before he couldn't hold back and decided to text you.

Willy: Hey, want to maybe do it again sometime? 😉

Y/n: Who's this? 😅

Willy: William?

Y/n: Ah, the hockey star! Sorry, didn't have your number, so wasn't sure who was texting 😉

William facepalmed himself. Of course, you didn't recognise who was texting. He was the only one with your number, not the other way around.

Willy: Of course not, sorry 🙈

Y/n: No worries 😉 But sure, I'd love to do it again sometime – just let me know when you're free

William pondered for a moment. He had just over a week left in Toronto before heading to Sweden with Alex for the summer, so he knew he had to act fast.

Willy: How about tomorrow night? 😉

Y/n: Wow, you do not waste any time, do you 😂

Willy: I'm off to Sweden soon, gotta be quick 😉

Y/n: Well, in that case, I guess we'll have to make the most of it before you leave 😉 See you tomorrow night.

And indeed, you did.

In fact, you got to see all of William in his true naked form for most of the night. It started on the sofa, with fervent kissing leading to swift undressing, before heading back to his bedroom, you shed the rest of your clothes, keeping each other warm during passionate sex. Followed by a steamy shower and your second climax of the night.

And then a third one the following morning.

This time, waking up next to the handsome man, a smile graced your lips as you admired his features. William was a heavy sleeper, his muscular, slightly hairy chest rising and falling rhythmically, accompanied by deep snoring. He looked rather beautiful in his slumber, well, as beautiful as anyone can look while asleep. And then your attention was drawn to his morning wood, standing proudly under the sheets, almost inviting you to touch. However, you resisted the temptation, opting to let William continue sleeping while you slipped into his t-shirt from the previous night and made your way to his kitchen.

But as William then gradually woke up, his initial thought was that you had once again left without a word. And not finding a note this time, he assumed it might be the end of your encounter.

Yet, he heard faint sounds coming from the kitchen, and upon investigating, he discovered you standing by the counter, engrossed in your phone while enjoying a cup of coffee.

His husky morning voice greeted you with a smile and a tender kiss, followed by an embrace with his naked body.

And this time, you couldn't ignore his persistent erection.

Swiftly, William lifted you onto the counter, your lips connecting again as morning breath mingled, and his cock found your eager entrance.

And less than 48 hours passed before you were once again entwined with the Swedish lad.

You couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all - that what was initially meant to be a casual one-night stand had now led to spending your evening together with William for the third time within a week.

And this time, you were at your place cooking dinner. William had texted you while you were on your way home from the grocery store, and instead of just heading back to cook for yourself, he insisted on picking you up. Consequently, you found yourself preparing a meal for both of you.

Surprisingly, dinner turned out to be quite delightful, as you both realised that your connection wasn't solely based on incredible sex; you could engage in conversations about a variety of topics. Joke about almost anything. It was simple and yet wonderful. And of course, the evening then culminated in some of the most passionate sexual experiences you'd ever had - on your dinner table, in your bedroom, and then in the shower the following morning.

Sex with William felt like pure heaven. He wasn't just good-looking and a good fuck; he also took the time to explore every avenue of pleasure. Moreover, you felt completely at ease in his presence.

You could walk around in the naked without worrying about whether he liked your body or not. At least his unwavering hard-on’s around you seemed like a positive sign in your book.

And now a little over a week had passed since your very first encounter, and you found yourself back at William's place. You even got the chance to meet his brother Alex before the Pittsburgh player bid the two of you adieu for some alone time.

But this night wasn't about casual dinners or deep conversations. Nope, William was determined to spend every single minute indulging in your breathtaking body, ensuring he left you with an unforgettable sexual experience.

And let's just say, he absolutely succeeded.

The morning after, you practically felt numb in your lower regions and legs, as William had ensured you wouldn't forget him while he was in Europe for the off-season. He'd even left some love bites on your inner thighs and collarbone as a colourful reminder of your incredible time together.

Not that you minded one bit.

It was hard to imagine being with anyone else anytime soon. How could you? William had made you feel absolutely amazing for the past ten days. No one else could match up to his level.

And for the next few months, the two of you texted and called each other almost every single day, despite the time difference. Sometimes it was sexual, other times just a good chat about random things.

But most notably, his family seemed to catch on. And Alex naturally couldn't keep it to himself, which only encouraged their sisters and Rasmus Sandin to join in on the teasing. 

"Ooh, who is she?" Danielle quipped as William seemed glued to his phone whenever he knew you'd be awake.

"Is she your lover?" Stephanie added playfully.

"Or maybe a girlfriend even?"

"Or boyfriend?"

But William simply chuckled at their teasing, brushing it off as sibling love. He knew deep down they only wished for his happiness.

It was the first time William felt a genuine longing to return to Toronto that wasn't solely because of hockey. Usually, his time in Europe with family was so enjoyable that only hockey and his teammates made him miss life back in the Canadian city. But this time, he found himself looking forward to seeing you again.

And within just two days after he returned, he invited you back to his condo. He had missed you more than he had anticipated, and since you were now in the same time zone, he wanted to spend some non-virtual time with you. 

Especially because he knew the hockey season would kick off soon with camp, training, media commitments, workouts, and then the pre-season games. His hectic schedule would soon engulf him again, so he aimed to spend the little free time he had left by being with you.

And as the season began, William knew it was time to refocus his attention, as this season was pivotal, considering his contract extended to its end, and negotiations with the Toronto Maple Leafs’ manager loomed.

So, he brought his A-game, giving his all to ensure this would be his best season yet. But amidst the hard work, there was someone else on his mind: you.

He simply didn't want to let you slip away. Even with his demanding schedule making it tougher for you both to spend time together, he couldn't shake the desire to have you around.

And to his relief, you stuck by him.

Even if it meant coming over late at night, having quick sex, and bidding him goodbye in the morning as he had to rush for early training sessions.

However, a small part of you did feel a bit uncertain about it all. You wondered if you were investing too much of your time and emotions into a man, you weren't officially dating; someone with whom you only shared incredible sex with and spent countless hours talking. The few girlfriends you confided in warned you that you might be wasting your time on someone not serious about being with you. They cautioned that you might just be a pastime for him, similar to what frat boys would typically do.

"Don't fall for him! He'll just use you and then discard you like men always do with good-hearted girls," they warned out of care.

But despite the warnings from your friends, their words had no sway over your feelings towards William. Every moment spent with him felt incredibly worthwhile, regardless of the undefined status of your relationship.

However, then, a shift occurred in your situationship.

William extended an invitation for you to attend the home games at the Scotiabank Arena, offering you tickets you simply couldn't resist. So, naturally, you went on a Saturday night, followed by another visit on Monday, and then again on Friday.

And it was on that Friday that William decided to introduce you to his teammates, merely as a "friend" he was seeing. However, his teammates weren't easily fooled, and they quickly noticed how he looked at you, how his gaze never strayed from you, or his hands from your waist as you stood among the team and their partners.

Which naturally they all teased him with following that evening.

' Lover boy,' 'Romeo,' and various other playful jibes filled the locker room as William couldn't contain his smiles whenever your name came up or thoughts of you crossed his mind.

From that night, it was like something shifted within William. Strange emotions that had been lingering since that very first encounter in the bar. A blend of pleasure when thinking about everything concerning you and a hint of jealousy at the prospect of you spending time with someone other than him.

And casual sex was no longer going to suffice to cover these new, deeper feelings.

But like many other twenty-seven-year-old men, William found it challenging to articulate his deep feelings. It wasn't until the team's Captain took notice and decided to have a conversation with him about it, where he encouraged William to open up and simply tell you how he truly felt.

"So, have you told her how you feel?" John Tavares asked out of the blue during a training session while lacing up his skates next to William.

"No... I'm not sure what to say. I mean, I know I really like her... but I don't even know what we are…"

Despite feeling like you, both could discuss anything, the exact definition of your situationship was never explicitly mentioned.

"Just tell her that - that you like her a lot," John chuckled with a friendly shrug. "What else is there to it?"

**

So, on the following night, William invited you over to his condo, just like many times before. However, this time, you sensed a shift in his demeanour.

He arranged for take-out from his beloved sushi place, selected a movie, and set up the couch to create a cosy atmosphere for the two of you to snuggle up.

"Are you alright, Willy?" you chuckled lightly, surprised by his sudden change in behaviour. 

Well, truth be told, he still maintained his signature confident and smug expression, and initiating sexual gestures under the blanket. But it was after your passionate round of sex that his words altered everything between you.

Lying on your sides, facing each other with content smiles, sharing laughter and conversation as you often did, his gaze locked onto yours. 

"Y/n..." he began, taking a deep breath, gathering his thoughts and emotions. "I... think I like you. Like, a lot."

His voice was gentle and hesitant, his eyes searching for any signs of your reaction to his confession.

"Wait, the great hockey star of the Toronto Maple Leafs likes me?" you chuckled lightly, rising gently with a stretched arm to peer down at the man beside you.

"Yeah, I guess I do," he smiled up at you in his typically nonchalant manner.

"So, what does that mean - Are we dating? Like, tonight was a date?" your eyes sparkled with excitement as you awaited William's response, which prompted a nod from him.

"I'm not really good with words, you know... so I thought this was a way to let you know that I don't just want us to be friends with benefits."

And to put it mildly, the thrill of actually dating William Nylander led to another round of intimate bedsheet activity between you. 

However, dating with William wasn't exactly easy. It required flexibility, patience, honesty, and open communication - qualities that weren't always his forte. Yet, because you were both rather mad for each other, navigating his demanding schedule and his communication style seemed to work out reasonably well.

But despite the positive strides in your situationship, a part of you couldn't help but wonder what was going on in the mind of the Swede. Everything felt so right between you two. He introduced you to his team, took you out for dinner, and even entrusted you with a spare key to his condo. But neither of you had broached the serious question: what exactly were you to each other?

You found yourself grappling with the question: were you still just dating, or was it possibly something more? 

The uncertainty lingered, but you hesitated to ask William directly. You were afraid of potentially ruining the wonderful connection you shared, worried it might scare him off. Perhaps he wasn't ready for a serious relationship just yet, unwilling to commit fully or publicly declare himself as taken and no longer free to flirt with other girls.

So, you decided to let the issue rest and focused on enjoying the time you spent together.

That was until about two weeks later, after a Leafs game against the Penguins, where you were with William, meeting up with Alex and some of his teammates.

"Hey y/n, good to see you again," William's younger brother greeted you warmly with a gentle hug as you met him post-game.

"Good to see you too, Alex," you smiled back at him, and soon, some of his closest friends joined you in the arena's hall.

Naturally, William exchanged boyish handshakes with his friends. And then, to your surprise, they all turned to you with curious smiles.

"So, this is my girlfriend, y/n," William casually introduced you to the lads, and you had to control yourself, nearly choking on your own saliva at his words. Girlfriend?

The Pittsburgh players greeted you warmly, and you tried your best to casually return their friendly smiles, but inside, you were on the brink of losing it.

And after spending a little over an hour with the opposing team, as they eventually had to call it a night, you found yourself seated in William's car on the way back to his place. Throughout the ride, your mind raced with thoughts on how to bring up the topic but remained silent as you struggled to find the right words.

However, upon arriving at his condo, your face betrayed your curiosity more clearly than you intended.

"What?" William asked, puzzled by your intense expression.

"Girlfriend?" you pointed out, seeking clarification.

"What do you mean?" William responded, his brows furrowing in confusion, not quite grasping why you were so taken aback.

"Willy, you introduced me as your girlfriend to Alex and his friends…" you softly pointed out.

"Yeah, because you are my girlfriend..." William smiled, casually grabbing a few snacks from the cupboard.

"Wait, I'm your girlfriend?" you replied in surprise.

"Of course," he simply chuckled, leaning against the kitchen counter as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What do you mean 'of course', Willy?" you were genuinely puzzled. "I didn't know we were... I mean, serious."

"Wait, so I'm not your boyfriend?" William asked with a soft laugh, while enjoying his Gifflar.

"Well, I don't know... I mean, we haven't really talked about it, since no one’s asked," you tried to explain your perspective.

But William just chuckled again. "Nobody asks anymore... do they?"

"Well, it might be a good idea to ask, considering I didn't know you thought that we were... together like that," you stood before him, expressing a hint of uncertainty with a soft smile.

"I mean… I just thought we were serious, you know, since we both like each other and we spend so much time together – like, you’re always here, and neither of us is seeing anyone else... right?" he explained, trying to clarify.

And William's smirk faded slightly as he started to realise that perhaps you weren't ready for exclusivity yet and might have considered seeing other people.

"Of course, Willy," you chuckled lightly, moving a step closer to him. "I'm just a little surprised that you thought we were, I don't know, in an actual relationship?"

His smile returned as he set aside his snacks, gently placing his hands on your hips.

"I'm sorry, y/n/n… I guess I was just so excited about it that I forgot to ask you... but yeah, I definitely think we’re in a relationship," he said warmly, locking eyes with you in a tender moment.

"Alright then… I guess I'm just a little clueless about these things and maybe a bit old-fashioned," you smiled up at him, running your hands up his chest and around his neck, drawing yourself nearer to him.

"Well, in that case… y/n y/l/n, will you be my girlfriend?" William gazed into your eyes intensely as he asked the question.

Pretending to consider it for a moment, you let out a light chuckle. 

"Yes, William Andrew Michael Junior Nylander Altelius, I'd like to be your girlfriend."

With wide smiles, you then sealed your commitment to each other with a deep, heartfelt kiss, solidifying your love and newfound official relationship status.

[footprint-in-the-snow]

I actually desperately want someone to explain every reference in the SATVB art please <3

okay so i havent figured out Everything but this is most of what i can gather. sorry there arent links to specific references im not supposed to be doing this i need to be packing for uni 😭 but this is everything off the top of my head !

starting from the left wall theres the peep show poster which matty has said to be his favourite show in a reddit comment, idk what the streets poster is a reference to, the ghost on an island is an antichrist reference 'theres a ghost on this island' and then the petrol can is an its not living reference as 'danny works in a petrol station'

so the back wall obviously the cancelled banner for lols, 4 days since last incident as a general meme reference?, do not use emergency only is likely a reference to mattys abstinence from social media and being a bit OTG, flushed away poster is obvious, the fake matty quote which he never said and was on the problematic, oasis poster as they need to stop marding and get back together!!! from Q with Tom Powell and various other Oasis call outs, Maroon 5 as problemattic beef, Newcastle United as duh, Frozen as he referenced liking frozen in a couple 2014 interviews particularly the moshcam (?) one, idk about the IDs and then the box from the philharmonic orchestra album, the icon from the mind shower detox thing they did for notes which was a 3d tour thing that's still up and then the height chart as matty is short <3 and the good boy points which i dont know what it is referring to specifically but i think its funny

now the window/right wall has la poesie est dans la rue is etched into the tree and is an easter egg in quite a few music videos and is a reference to love it if we made it, the minion i assume is a reference to the deuxmoi thing of matty sending minion memes to a girl, and then a camera i assume is a general comment on the lack of privacy you get as a celebrity and 'house with just three walls' etc

the couch and table has matty smoking and chained to the couch as a reference to the consumption bit and could be reference to the idea that he is stuck in a position of his own doing, hann is a wizard i presume as a hobbit reference? and then the dubai and malaysia flags as he got banned,oxygen tank from consumption, cross due to the religious signposting on his ig story and a juxtaposition to his atheism, thesaurus for those big words, infinite jest as its referenced in sincerity is scary, wine, cigarettes, xanax as a reference to 'Xanax and a newport' in part of the band, i live cum mug from the problemattic, american flag as a lot of their music is informed by Americana especially on notes(? maybe also just because america)

then on the floor here theres the coke bottles as matty cannot be seen without one, the piss/apple juice from when he was spotted with gabbriette, the fox i saw on twitter means temptation so could be a very subtle hint towards temptation from porn and the right and so on, raw meat from consumption and its being 'swept under the rug' so could be a metaphor for matty being problematic and it being glossed over by him, hairdye as there was twitter rumour he dyed his grays and matty has previously said he would not, flame and wok box as the boys used to work there, typewriter from the typed up letters he used to do but u dont know what 'im not a beatnik im a catholic' is a reference to, true romance is one of mattys favourites and was a key inspiration for the robbers video

i have no clue what this is other than human blunt? and seeds and beans? as a gyat reference? help?

this corner has the married computer so man who married a robot, lotion and tissues for activities, cow with glassjaw hoodie as a nod to when we are together and also the nme interview where he mentions that hoodie as the one he put on at 13 and took off at 19 if im correct, grass block from satvb promo, tent could be a nod to reading and leeds? then skeleton with the lab coat i dont know exactly but i think it could be another problemattic reference with me on the brain, and then 2013 george with his blue gatorade as in most gigs you can see his blue gatorade with its own stand!! (though i watched trsmnt the other day and it was orange) and he is producing i think it could have been drawn from a photo but i cba to find it

and last but not least, ross!!! who is also jesus as there were lots of memes surrounding him looking like jesus or being a personal jesus and so on, also could be to do with the problemattic post of ricky gervais on the cross for being an atheist, penguin!! because ross likes penguins, bees are a manchester symbol, beer, robber with the iconic 2014 shirt, greggs sausage roll i presume from when one got thrown onstage but also the twitter meme of 'i saw matty crying in x greggs' and then i think the last on is a mortal kombat character and nearly forgot but ross also has a lamp as he turned off the lamps at the end of when we are together during atvb on stage

[yutahoes]

Ok first of all, omg I'm in love with the whole album and music video and concept and Yuta and just EVERYTHING❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

now abt the mv, it reminded me of one of your stories, like I can't remember which one exactly but I remember you had one abt demon(?) Yuta and y/n had his baby who's half hhhhhhh, like esp the part of the mv where he suddenly had black wings😆

To be honest, I thought I might not enjoy everything since I'm not really a huge fan of rock or heavy metal. But OMG! I'm eating everything up. I love every song in the album, it's crazy. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Oh, Devil Inside. That was the closest I can write of demon! (incubus really) Yuta. I kinda get that, especially with the lines "Tonight I'll show you my other side" and "Something's inside me is calling now."

The MV is so good! I love the visual. The tank top and washed jeans 😍 His tied hair inside the cage. When he did that small twirl on the last chorus, my butterflies fluttered in my stomach. How is he so handsome?

But truthfully, the Off the Mask MV reminds me so much of Jaejoong's Mine. The chains, the wings. And I remember writing a story about that back then. I hope I can remember that story so I can write something related to the MV.

I'm sorry if this was too late and it's more of me spazzing. But I'm happy to receive this message. I don't have IRL Yutami friends and I can't spazz on any of my socials except here. 😭 Anyways, how are you Amina?

[doctorznote]

okay guys, hear me out!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE RLLY LONG >_<

THIS IS MY HEADCANONS OF 2012!TMNT TURTLES CLOTHING STYLEZ!!

lemme know what u guys think in the comments, ik u goofers have some hcs u guys would like to add

mikey:

- anything COLORFUL he would like

- graphic fun tees, ESPECIALLY funny jokes or something he likes from a video game, anything slightly dorky

- definitely crognard merch

- he probably wears a couple accessories (keychains on the loop holes of his pants) or JEWELRY (it has to have a pendant of some sort or a big shiny ring with a gem on it)

- CAPS!! OR BUCKET HATS ‼️🤭

- patterned shirts or funky designs, hoodies, and hawaiian dad shirts

- he probably likes those knee length shorts with pockets on them (cargo shorts i think)

- he’d wear anything yall its so mix matched to the point he looks like a mess

- someone call the fashion police on him (he has a minecraft creeper sweater) /hj

- DOODLED SNEAKERS OR SANDALS. 🤷‍♂️

-PINNSSS ON HIS BACKPACKKK!!1!!1!

raph:

- PUNK/ALT/EMO/SKATERBOY STYLE DEFINITELY

- chains on his pants i stg 😒

- chain necklaces ⁉️🤭

- MAYBE FINGERLESS GLOVES IDK and beanies

- his clothes would likely be a mix of dark and a bit of neon

- GRAPHIC SHIRTS‼️‼️ DEFINITELY GUYS HEAR ME OUT,, ESPECIALLY AFFLICTION-PATTERNED SHIRTS

- band shirts, DEFINITELY BAND SHIRTS

- baggy 😈😈😈⁉️ maybe im just being self indulgent but BRO

- he has good style okay like 😭😭

- he has messed up converse sneakers, likely doodled, OR RUNNING SHOES HE DONT CARE

- hes so trashcore mildwest emo 🤭🤭

- tank top shirts (sleeveless) sometimes though

- LAYERS??? (one or two shirts depends on his mood n style)

- HE WEARS A SPLASH OF RED ON HIS OUTFITS

- he has a couple pins and probably customizes his bag and shirts, he likes em edgy

donnie:

- lab coats 🤝 cuz hes lazy lowkey

- i hc that he doesnt have time for fashion but he is a dork like all of his brothers (he wears chemistry pun shirts)

- sweaters, probably cardigans or sweatshirts

- TURTLENECKS TO LOOK SOPHISTICATED AND BIG GLASSES!! GOTTA SHOW EM WHOS THE SMARTEST

- he wears glasses to impress april (I headcanon that he heard april likes people with glasses aND HE TOOK THIS FACT AND RAAANN WITH IT) (no im not an apriltello btw i just thought it was funny)

- call the fashion police at him/hj (HE WEARS HIS PJ PANTS 😭😭 HE DOESNT HAVE TIME‼️)

- he wears slippers bro 😭😭😭 or whatever shoes he dont care bro is TIRED HES MORE FOCUSED ON EXPERIMENTS AND HIS RESEARCH

- probably wears something nice to his taste similar to leo’s style (only to impress april /j /j /j)

leo:

- hes a dork. either he wears dad jeans + space heros graphic shirt merch combo or dresses like a prep

- he likes to be proper: CARDIGAN, SWEATSHIRTS, POLOS, BUTTON UPS AND NECK TIES, DRESS PANTS 😭

- MAYBE SOME GYM CLOTHES (likely compress shirts and basketball shorts idk go crazy)

- ITS NOT JUST SPACE HEROS GRAPHIC SHIRTS GUYS, HE WEARS SPACE HERO PINS 😭😭😭😭

- not much of an accessory guy besides sleeve cuffs to look professional and neck ties

- he definitely wears a messenger bag bro

- schoolboy core 🤓

- HE PROUDLY WEARS HIS COLORS BRO

- LIGHT COLORS (hes good with color matching, like i said he proudly wears his color aka blue)

- hes a sleeve guy he probably loves long sleeves (idk though, depends what kind of shirt it is)

- hoodies and sweaters also

- WHITE SHOES 😭 PLATFORM BULKY SNEAKERS 😭😭 SAVE HIM

- probably wears a brooch

[shy-nightmare]

So I’ve been trying to think of some ideas for my OCs now that I started posting artwork and chapters of my story when I found @marinerainbow’s fashion posts. She did these awesome fashion posts for her lovely bunny girl Poppy O’Hare and the deadly beauty Shiny Weasel, A.K.A. the Toon equivalent of Jennifer Tilly. If Smartass is James Cagney’s Toon counterpart, there’s no way in hell Shiny ain’t the Jennifer Tilly of Toontown XD. I agree that it can be crucial to discover your characters’ personalities and/or tastes since you’re the creator, so I thought, “If Rainbows can do it, so can I! 😊” I’m no expert in the field of fashion even though I give my OCs killer outfits (Get it? Killer? Because they’re Twisted Toons and vigilantes? …..I’ll see myself out XD) LMAO, but I really wanna give it a shot. Twyla’s gonna go because ladies first!

@weaselnerd and @lastofautumn, I hope you guys enjoy this post! 😁

Credit for inspiration goes to @marinerainbow. Please go check out her own wonderful content ^^!

Twyla’s Wardrobe

Casual Outfit

Let’s get one thing straight. Twyla is Gothic and she is damn proud of it! She’s also a biker tomboy, so whether she’s on her own or going around doing hers and her pack’s vigilante business, she mostly prefers wearing studded biker jackets and dark-themed clothing. When it comes to jewelry, she only wears a bare minimum of two; earrings and her beloved crescent moon necklace. For the rest of her outfit, she mostly wears form-fitting jeans and sweetheart crop tops. She also loves wearing Gothic outfits with floral lace sleeves and chain-embedded jeans. To her, it’s about style that’s also comfortable! However, she is PAINFULLY oblivious of her own beauty and the attention she gets.

That’s another reason why her brother is an overprotective, trigger-happy gunslinger 😅

And when Twyla was first drawn, I wanted to give her a dark Goth elegance of sorts, but I also wanted her to stick her tomboyish, street-punk roots and the first reference I came up with was Toralei Stripe, Monster High’s bad girl. Twyla’s iconic outfit represents her Goth Queen status, but she’s also feisty and ferocious to a sinister degree lol. Also, you know those silver heel boots she wears? Those are REAL-LIFE dagger heels. And did I forget to mention she’s also a martial artist? If you make her angry and she gives you a mean kick, you better pray those daggers won’t stab you where the sun don’t shine 💀.

(I know these aren’t dagger heel boots. These are the closest ones I could find, I’m sorry 😭)

Loungewear

Cute and comfy, that’s Twyla’s motto! UwU I mean, that’s the point of loungewear 😆

She prefers tanks and shorts or pajama bottoms if it’s a little chilly. Not only will she wear Gothic loungewear, but she’s a H U G E fan of The Nightmare Before Christmas ever since she was little, and she will go out of her way to get ALL the merchandise. From coffee mugs and sweaters to pajamas, she WILL get them. No questions asked LOL!

Formal Attire

Twyla rarely wears a dress or a skirt. And when I say rare, I mean really rare. She would only wear dresses and skirts for a special occasion, and only for a special occasion. If she does wear that kind of attire, her more feminine outfits are similar to the Hex Girls (A.K.A. one of the most beautiful and iconic Goth Queens of all time, also my idols ^^!). She would also add her own accessories including crescent moon and skull chain embellishments.

Fun fact! Jennifer Hale, who voiced Thorn, is Twyla’s VA 😊

Also, she would occasionally wear soft-material boleros, lace-hemmed or corset tops and flared out pants. But those outfits are usually reserved for early spring and/or summer seasons, but she’d definitely wear one for the fall if she’s feeling like it.

Speaking of seasons, she also wears outfits that are casual, comfortable and classy at the same time, like she’ll wear turtlenecks and keyhole sweaters during the winter. And when the spooky season comes, she will DEFINITELY wear Halloween-themed outfits like

Sleepwear

Once a Goth, always a Goth! And sleeping is no exception. Twyla likes to wear tanks and shorts to bed. She doesn’t have to worry about trying to stay warm during frigid cold winters since she’s a walking fur coat 🤣. She mostly wears pj’s with crescent moon and/or dark occult and celestial patterns.

Bonus! Gangster Suit

She is a gangster like her brother, so whether she’s on a case or other “special occasions”, she wears a suit of her own. And they are, obviously, styled in black and purple. But unlike Tom, she hardly ever wears a tie, so she wears open or one-button blazers over sweetheart tops and form-fitting chain-embedded trousers. She keeps her fedora, her jewelry, and of course, her dangerous dagger heels <3

Twyla is Gothic even as a gangster. I actually plan on posting her gangster outfit drawing before I post Chapter 6 ^^!

[rhysnolastname]

Why iis my dad asking me if I want a Cuban chain 😭 ok get me tank top, a cigar, and a game of dominoes in the corner while you’re at it

[userheree]

OK SO THE LINEART TOOK FOREVER PURELY BC I RESTARTED 😭😭😭 i was half way through my character when I looked at it a little too long and didn't like it 😭😭 BUT HERE IS THE LINE ART RAH hope u like it 💞💞💞 time to color (and if i like it enough; render) sumbitting it here bc IDK WHAT TO STYLE THEM IN 😭😭😭 i am putting in blaise in a normal button-up bc I feel that is what he would wear, but everyone else?? idk...

IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT BCS HOLD UP THIS IS SO CUTE??? LIKE IT? I LITERALLY LOVE IT I CANT WAIT FOR THE COLOURED VSN <33. I LOVE MC'S OUTFIT TOO SHE'S SO CUTE?

okok (feel free to ignore) :

theo : smth baggy like a loose shirt and a cool jacket and baggy jeans (he used to dress more fashinably but gave up when he realised he was trapped. also if he doesn't dress up ppl wont be after his heart n he can be alone)

mylo : bro does dress up he's in a popular kids clique LMAO, (he plays basketball so sometimes wears tank tops/tank top hoodies sometimes but he has a RANGE of outfits. as long as it's in style he can wear it. LMAO)

blaise : perfect. button ups are cute its the outfit i somewhat envisioned him to wear upon meeting MC for the firts time LMAO. He also wore a jacket then but that was bcs it was late so he might not wear it 4 valentines

kiana : STYLISH like i wanna steal her fits. Crop tops, cute pants (headcanon but not rlly bcs i made her that she has baggy jeans with big patchwork hearts all over them)

nicolas : okay so nicolas (ik it's cliche but i swear its meant to be) so he MIGHT have hidden eyeliner that he'd only wear alone but also he wears a lot of dark closthing in general. (he has a lighter selection of clothing... but he just prefers smth darker). baggy black pants w like chains?? and to balance that out he might wear like a dark green top or maybe orange?? he'd look good in everything so he didn't care too much.

OMG I CANT WAIT THO!!! LITERALLY SO EXCITED!!

[tvdelrey]

what's set as your phone lock screen? - that picture of matt's back facing the cam in a hot tub lol

cheese or chocolate? - CHOCOLATEEE

do you have any nicknames? - my best friends call me leggie for some odd reason 😭

last song you listened to? - nutshell by alice in chains

have you ever written fanfiction? - mhm! it's pinned on my profile :)

are you on discord? - nope, it's scary there from what i've seen 😭

do you have any piercings? - yup! i'm getting my second lobe done soon, and i'd love to see how a lip ring would look on me

what do you think says the most about a person? - the way they treat people in customer service/workers

if you were a cookie, what kind would you be? - a red velvet crinkle cookie

are you more of a dog or cat person? - i love them both sm but my family always preferred having dogs

headphones or earbuds? - earbuds 100%, headphones hurt my head and they squish my earrings into my skin 😓

what's the last thing you've said out loud? - "i love you, night night," i was on call with my friends playing mm2 lmao

what's a weird fact you know? - identical twins don't have the same fingerprint

morning person or night owl? - morning cause i like having more time to get stuff done without worrying if i'll miss any sleep

favorite place to nap? - the car or my bed

are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community? - no, but i've been an ally since i was a kid, it's never been a strange concept to me, even at a young age :)

describe yourself in 3 words - passionate, caring, & stubborn

jeans or sweats? - jeansss

go-to starbucks order? - iced white mocha w vanilla sweet cold foam, but i try not to go as often cause of the palestine situation

a color you can't stand? - any kind of overly bright neon

what's your most prized possession? - a necklace my sister bought me before she moved away <3

coffee or tea? - depends what i have going on that day, but i like the taste of coffee better

favorite extinct animal? - the barbary lion

how long have you been on tumblr? - since february i believe, not too sure

desert island item? - a tent probably 😭

describe your aesthetic - a mix of downtown & latina style

what's your dream job? - i'd love to be an actress, but realistically, i'd wanna be a criminal psychologist

relationship status? - single

describe your favorite outfit - currently, it's a cropped black tank top, dark washed jorts, and white sambas

is there a song you know all the lyrics to? - guilty as sin by taylor swift

what color is your hair? - chocolate brown, but i have natural gold-ish highlights in the sun

do you talk to yourself? - yeah, doesn't everyone sometimes?

do you wear makeup? - not everyday, but yes!

best compliment you've ever received? - this sweet old black lady at the hair salon said "cute cut, baby!" 🥹

@ your fav blog! - @flouvela @mattitvdes @missmimii @arthursdoll

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

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