#these aren’t even close to their real voices btw

[rising-in-the-ash]

Just a silly video I did a long while back. POV you just bought Reviver Seeds at Kecleon Market and get KO’d right after.

Swear warning, if anyone needed that lol

[bunni-v1]

the latest post was real funny lmaoo, do u think u could also write abt the 2nd and 3rd years finding out the prefect is a girl? doesn't have to be immediate, take ur time <3

Second Years Find out You’re a Girl?!?!? (NOT CLICKBAIT) 

TW: Swearing; You have a smell (Ruggie); Floyd and Jade; Bunni can’t write Silver lol

Info: Ruggie, Jade, Floyd, Jamil, and Silver x Reader (Separate; Platonic/Romantic)

🍓Hiiii. Skip the intro if this isn’t ur first rodeo and buckle up cowboys (and cowgirls, and cowtheys, and cows). There is a notable lack of third years and dorm leaders because!!! They get their own part rip. I will (eventually) add links to the other parts, but I have a lot of homework to catch up on from being sick all week so it has to wait :). BTW it's long, but each part is pretty even. Love you all enjoyyyyy <3

First Years

Ortho & Sebek

Third Years

Dorm Leaders

-Okay so, I know we’re all wondering, how the hell do you get away with hiding your gender for so damn long?

-Firstly, those ceremonial robes do great at hiding the figure. The only tell would maybe be your hair, but feminine men aren’t unwelcome at Nightraven College, so you mostly get a few questioning stares and that’s it.

-Secondly, Crowley wants to save his own fucking ass. He already has to hide from the press that he has a MAGICLESS student from ANOTHER DIMENSION here, he doesn’t need the fact that you are a woman ALSO on his plate. So, obviously, he helps you hide your gender from others.

-Grim knows, of course, and he keeps his mouth shut for a few yummy cans of tuna (and threats of being expelled from Crowley <3)

-Even when you were just a janitor, he couldn’t have the rumor that he put a “helpless” young woman to work. (Like it wouldn’t be expected.)

-So how do you two do it?

-Baggy ass uniform. Crowley gave you at least three sizes too big.

-Your figure is completely hidden. Sure, you look completely homeless, but at least you’re hidden.

-For your voice, you simply deepen it. After some point, you blackmail Crowley into giving you a potion to help with it, since it's so taxing on your voice. (Or maybe your voice is naturally deep!)

-Sam provides you (for an unfairly pretty penny (not too different from your original world…)) any feminine hygiene products you might need.

-Honestly, you’re set for being cared for, but it’s the adjustment period that’s the hardest part. 

-Truly, it’s very jarring to suddenly be thrown into both a magical world and be isolated in a man's world with nowhere to hide.

-At least in your world you had other women who could understand your struggles. Here though? You’re completely alone.

-You notice how… messy some of these guys could be. How some of them smell… really rancid. -How rough they were with you and each other.

-Honestly, it’s kinda eye-opening. The way men show affection to each other is oddly refreshing to watch and experience!

-Ace and Deuce specifically are a good… trial run.

-That’s not what we’re here to talk about though…

-For the most part, it's incredibly easy to hide yourself for the first while on campus. Everyone on campus is so self-absorbed that they don’t bother questioning you.

-Your only real risk factor is Savannaclaw, but it's easy to avoid those guys (minus Jack, of course).

-However, you can only hide your gender for so long… It’s mentally draining to keep up this facade all the time around people you care about.

-So… how do they find out?

Ruggie

-Ruggie is… unique when compared to Jack. 

-The three beastmen in the cast are all oddballs in this case, but I feel Ruggie is the oddest.

-See, Ruggie finds out nearly immediately. I’m talking like… first day when you and Grim set the school on fire immediately.

-It’s my personal belief that he has the strongest nose between Leona, himself, and Jack so he doesn’t have to be close to smell that something is different about you.

-Now he wasn’t sure for sure. The smell of a person, especially humans, has a lot of factors playing in them. Plus the fact that you’re… not exactly a normal member of Twisted Wonderland’s Society.

-But he had a hunch. That hunch was only confirmed when he decided to steal your sandwich for Leona. 

-He got a nice big ol’ whiff of your smell, and he won’t lie and say it didn’t throw him off, for a second. He almost lost control of his spell on you.

-Luckily he didn’t, he got his sandwich and got away, but it left him with a lot to think about.

-(Bunni interjecting opinion here, my bad) See, Ruggie isn’t exactly afraid of the women in his cackle. They’re civilized people, after all, they’re not out there beating on every guy they see, but they are kind of intimidating.

-He was raised to respect and fear women by his granny, and he’s never really had anything that directly opposed that moral code impeded in him.

-That was until you started to get a little too involved in sniffing Leona and him out for injuring other students.

-Why couldn’t you keep that stupid little nose of yours where it belongs, huh? You’re making more trouble than it’s worth.

-Tries a ton of different ways to scare you off for your own good, but you are damn stubborn and Ruggie both hates and admires you for it.

-You figure he and Leona both know you’re a girl. Hell, Leona outright implies it every time he sees you (thank god your friends of choice are morons). 

-Ruggie though? He looks at you weirdly. You can’t be sure, but he’s a bit more cautious around you. Careful he doesn’t hurt you, but also sure to give you a spook or two when he needs.

-It’s all so odd.

-It’s not till Leona overblots that both of you get your closure. 

-Both you and Ruggie are left alone to recover after your friends leave and Leona’s family drags him away for forced bonding time.

-He can’t help but test the waters.

-“Yer weird y’know.”

“Gee, thanks. That’s how you talk to the guy who saved your life earlier.”

“Hey, that’s how I talk to everyone. Don’t matter if you saved my life or not.”

“Whatever. What's so weird about me then.”

“Why’re ya hidin’ who ya really are.”

“I don’t follow.”

“Yeah, ya do, yer the one who was insistent on that gym shirt that’s clearly three times yer size.”

“…

…..

…Fiiiiine. You got me.”

-He’s smug about it for the longest time too. Constantly cracking jokes and poking fun at you.

-Honestly, it's the start of a really cute friendship! 

-You two are far more chill and friendly after Leona’s overblot. So much so that Grim, Ace, and Deuce call it into question, but he won’t tell if you don’t.

-Besides, you need a good friend to hang around where you don’t have to constantly hide who you are all the time.

-He’s the chill presence that you need on campus, and he’ll keep his mouth shut with no problem. (So long as you keep providing him that sweet, free lunch).

Jade

-He doesn’t think you’re too good at keeping secrets.

-Unlike the beast men, he doesn’t have an amazing nose. In fact, Jade would say his smelling ability is rather lackluster compared to Floyd or Azul. 

-However, he has a crazy scary intuition.

-He doesn’t know right away, of course. He doesn’t have x-ray vision to see through your baggy uniform.

-What gives it away for Jade is your mannerisms. The way you react to different things your more… masculine peers do or say. The discomfort on your face with the more touchy-feely students on campus.

-To our lovely (bastard) Jade, it's all a dead giveaway. He knows by the start of book three when you first make your deal with Azul.

-It’s like he’s looking through you in that crowded little office. His gaze and placid smile pierced through your skin.

-He won’t say anything to anyone though. What fun would that be? 

-To him, it's quite funny seeing how unaware both he and your friends are of the truth.

-He gives you the chills every time he’s around you, but he’s not giving you any reason to believe he knows anything more than what you’ve told him.

-He uses the correct pronouns and treats you as he would anyone else. The only thing is that he’s got this knowing glimmer in his eyes.

-It scares you. Not in the ‘oh god he’s gonna do something to me,’ way, but in the ‘Oh god he’s looking at me again, why is he looking at me again’ kinda way.

-He really does not give you an inkling of an idea that he knows. Just stares at you, smiling like a creepy doll.

-Eventually though, at some point after Azul’s overblot, he corners you (quite literally).

-You honestly think he’s about to kill you, he’s very tall and his face doesn’t change as he leans down to whisper in your ear.

-“Your secret is safe with me.”

-And he walks away.

-What. The. Fuck. Honestly, the scariest thing he could’ve done. Scarier than anything Floyd could ever do honestly.

-To his credit though, your secret is safe with him! Floyd and Azul find out completely on their own, and in fact act surprised when you ask if Jade was the one who told them.

-And honestly, if you can ignore how scary his smile is, he’s always lovely to talk to when you’re in his serving section at the lounge.

-He’s actually the one who convinced Azul to give you a part-time gig when you tell him about your… difficulties affording Sam’s prices.

-Makes sure that your uniform fits the way that makes you most comfortable, and keeps the more rowdy customers AND servers (including Floyd) away from you.

-Very kind! Very weird! 

-When you ask him why, he just tells you, “What’s the fun in letting our little secret get out.”

-Creepy! But at least you’re sort of safe around him.

Floyd

-Now, I am aware that Floyd is a very smart person. As smart as both Jade and Azul, in fact.

-However, homie has ADHD like crazy, and if something doesn’t have his attention he is not learning anything about it.

-Therefore, when it comes to you being female, it takes him a little longer than Jade and Azul to figure it out.

-You don’t really pique his interest for a while. Sure, you’re from a different dimension and all, and you’re a magicless student at one of the most prestigious magic schools ever, and you defeated two of the strongest students at NRC’s overblots.

-So what! Who cares! Certainly not Floyd!.

-You don’t interest him, plain and simple. He finds you kinda boring beyond all that “superficial” stuff out of your control.

-That is honestly for the best, you think, You sort of have Jade’s attention already, and that’s scary enough for you.

-You’ve heard the terrifying tales of what Floyd does to Riddle, you’d rather not be an object of his “affections.”

-It’s not until he’s forced to pay attention to you that he gets… interested. (Yayy for you!)

-It’s not immediate, of course. 

-He thinks you signing the contract with Azul so confidently is really funny. 

-Your determination to pretend you’re not scared of him and Jade is kinda cute, sure.

-When he realizes you’ve caught Jade’s eye he really starts to wonder about you.

-What is so interesting about you that Jade, his brother who only ever really liked peculiar people, has been keeping an eye on you like you’re his prey or something?

It really makes him think, but he doesn’t get it. Seriously. What's so different about you.

-Realizes what’s up when your baggy uniform manages to hug just the right place just long enough that he notices in the heat of battle.

-He gets it now, Jade. How silly you are, little shrimpy, hiding something like that from everyone.

-Suddenly, after Azul recovers from his overblot, Floyd is really friendly with you. 

-Not even in the creepy, stalker-ish way that a lot of people like to portray him as. (Though he does, in fact, do a lot of creepy stalker-ish things. It’s in his blood, he’s an underwater predator after all.)

-It’s more like a really, overly excited, not well-trained puppy who just wants attention from its (new) favorite person.

-And, you have to admit, he can be pretty pleasant to be around when he’s in a good mood! He’s funny, easy to talk to, and always has something fun he wants to do.

-It’s annoying to him that everyone gets in the way of him talking to you, though. He’s not gonna hurt you or anything, just wants to give you a squeeze is all.

Jamil

-Jamil has literally no reason to interact with you, ever.

-He, quite honestly, tries to avoid you at all costs.

-Trouble seems to follow you everywhere you go, and with Kalim always trailing him like a puppy, it’s not a mixture he wants to deal with.

-So, Jamil doesn’t know. Nor does he care to know at all. He doesn’t want to know anything about you.

-Alas, you both attend NRC. Nothing goes well at NRC.

-So, you bump into him in the kitchen during winter break. 

-If he’s completely honest, you are incredibly nice and easy to be around. Smarter than he’d thought too, seems that your bad luck only comes from your goodness of heart.

-It couldn’t hurt to let you eat with the rest of the dorm just this once… could it.

-It could. It very much could.

-It’s in his nature to be observant. He easily picks up on people's mannerisms and tells them so he can adjust to them as quickly as possible.

-Your mannerisms, however, are particularly different from every other guy on campus. 

-You act more like you belong in Pomefiore in a lot of ways, and you tend to flinch at the slightest bit of contact.

-You keep your distance, wear baggy clothes, and your voice sometimes sounds really strained.

-All of these things are odd, but… everyone at NRC is a little weird. He’s a little weird.

-So what. He writes it off and moves on.

-That is until he has to give you the Scarabia uniform after pointedly deciding to kidnap you for a while.

-Your very visible discomfort at the idea of having to wear the new clothes, which he picked specifically to be closer to your actual size, was quite a big giveaway for him.

-He simply smiles and hums and goes to fetch you something a little bigger, for your comfort. He’s not a monster after all! He wouldn’t want a young lady to be uncomfortable around him.

-Keeps it to himself, like a little prize. He was the only one who knew, and he wanted to keep it that way for a while without letting you know.

-It was for no reason other than to fuel that ever-growing ego in his chest.

-However, he gets a little annoyed when Kalim asks him if he thinks you’re a girl or not. He also gets very annoyed when you outwit him and fly to Octanivelle for help.

-Then he finds out that not only did Kalim manage to figure it out on his own, but Jade, Floyd, and Azul have known for ages now.

-It’s just a fun little bonus stressor that adds to his ultimate overblot.

-The overblot in which he exposes your secret to the whole of Scarabia. The overblot where he is just a little too creepy for you to be okay with him for a while.

-Needless to say, you do not have a good relationship with Jamil after all of that.

-He does, however, apologize properly for what he did during his overblot during the music training camp arc.

-You two never really fix things, but you become amicable enough. 

Jamil doesn’t really care enough to try and out you to the rest of NRC, but he does owe you a semblance of kindness thanks to what he put you through.

-So he makes sure Scarabia students and Kalim don’t go yapping to everyone after school starts up again.

🍓I have to be fully honest before I write this, I don’t… know how to write silver. I’m not up to date with chapter seven, and he hardly has any in-game content, so I’m sorry if I got him wrong. I’m trying my best to learn the Diasomania characters, but I don’t have the time to sit down and read ALL of chapter seven. (I do, however, have the time to get about 30 hrs a week on Mercy overwatch so maybe I should get my priorities straight…)🍓

Silver

-Silver is one of the last people to find out on campus.

-Not only do you never hang out with the Diasomnia students (other than Malleus), but you and Silver have absolutely nothing to talk about.

-He’s always in a weird sleep-fueled daze, and he’s super quiet and stern. He’s not exactly an easy guy to talk to, but he is nice when you do talk to him.

-The greatest extent to which you’ve interacted with him is through Lilia, and you hardly interact with Lilia outside of Malleus.

-So yeah… Silver doesn’t really have a chance to find out on his own.

-Besides, even if he did suspect something, he’s too upstanding and nice to bother asking you about it.

-Like Jack, he would just assume you were trans, or you’d tell him if you wanted to tell him. 

-Besides, gender isn’t all that big of a concern at NRC, let alone for someone who was raised by a pretty open-minded guy like Lilia.

-So, really, Silver has no reason to suspect or ask anything at all.

-However… he does… overhear Lilia talking about something like that with Malleus.

-More specifically, Lilia scolded Malleus and made him promise not to say anything to anyone else. (Silver wonders who he might’ve spilled to…)

-It’s not like it’s his business. You two aren’t super duper close or anything. He’s a royal guard anyway, he can keep his mouth shut. Besides, he could’ve just misheard the conversation.

-.

-..

-…

-….He’s kinda curious though. Damn his human nature, he just wants to know that’s all.

-So, he asks you outright one day.

-“Are you a girl?”

“…No hello?”

-He doesn’t get why you’d hide something like that. Women are strong, what’s the point in hiding that you’re a woman.

-You explain it to him, and suddenly he’s much more sympathetic.

-Offers to protect you if you ever need it out of the goodness of his heart. (What a sweetie)

-Otherwise, he doesn’t change all that much, maybe waves at you in the halls now, but he’s not going out of his way to talk to you unless you want him to.

-He’s another good guy <3

[funlovinzara]

Sanji with a crush Who is insecure about her pudginess like even Nami, Robin, and the other notice something was off reader? but was really worried Sanji the most was when she refused to eat, so one night when she snuck into the kitchen to get a drink of water He voiced out his worries And even confessed his feelings for her.

(we all have moments like those before and we all need some joy in our lives😊)

Sanji x chubby/pudgy! Reader

I absolutely love this request, i have a bit of pudge on myself and this would be so cute to write! Reader is also fem btw!

Warnings: Eating issues

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Sanjis pov:

‘Gosh she is the most prettiest gal ever…’ i whispered in my sleep on accident and that stupid moss head threw a pillow at me to shut up, it woke me up instead. I took a look at the clock and it was 5:32 in the morning, i decided to get out of bed and start cooking early. If i didn’t then everyone would be too hungry by morning, and id be behind my usual schedule. I get alot of sleep often anyway, so im not too angered.

For breakfast i decided to keep it simple and make fluffy pancakes from scratch with syrup, honey and other assorted fruits, i know my loves Nami, Robin and Y/n would love that. Even chopper loves sweets, he would love it too. However for the guys, i knew Luffy, Usopp and that marimo wouldn’t have sweet pancakes for fuel. I made omelets over rice with a big batch of bacon that would satisfy them for the time being, id eat some of that too…BUT i cant salivate while cooking..id save my hunger for when im done!

The moment i finished cooking i could hear a few footsteps coming towards the main area/kitchen. It was Nami, Robin, Y/N and Chopper! Just the people i wanted to see! “Nami-swaann!! Robin-chann!! Y/n-sannn!!” I wave at them before setting up there plates with heart eyes, i made sure to tend to Y/n as well since they were the one i truly have my heart for.

“Wow Sanji this looks really good! Thank you!” Nami took her plate as-well as Robin, who gave me bright smile as a thank you. Y/n took her plate, i thought i could see a flash of disappointment on her face before she just slightly bows with a smile “Thank you, Sanji.”

The rest of the crew came in and of course Luffy almost devoured everything, i hit him on the head and yelled at him. I glance towards y/n and i see shes not eating..but i thought she would have loved that? Am i mistaken?

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Narrators pov:

Y/n looks at her plate, with the big pancakes sitting in-front of her this would affect her in so many different ways. However she didn’t want to be mean so she takes a bite, it was really really good!! But since you know how this could be unhealthy for you, you push it to the side. But it’s really tempting..the way Sanji made it was out of this world. You were close to taking another bite before a voice snaps you out of your trance

Sanji was behind you, he whispered close to your ear in a soft voice. “Why aren’t you eating? Is everything alright?”

Nami and Robin could clearly see the situation, but they pretended that they didn’t and they continued to listen.

Sanjis voice tickled your ear a bit and you jumped, regaining consciousness. “Oh yeah im fine..can i save this for later, um…my…stomach hurts real bad i think i ate something i was supposed to the other day.”

Sanji looks a little saddened but he nods his head as you walk away to your room. There weren’t too many currents that day so the ship didn’t move so far, you were still on your way to the next island and it was going to take some time. You didn’t eat anything else for the rest of the day, even if Sanji insisted, you would only take a bite. You felt immense guilt for turning down Sanjis cooking even when it was the best you have ever tasted in the whole world.

That night everyone went to bed, you fell onto your bed but you couldn’t sleep somehow. You needed to clear your mind. You tip toed your way outside your room onto the ship and then to the kitchen, you grabbed yourself a glass of cool water and walked to the edge of the ship to star gaze. It was always beautiful on ships, and there was a nice breeze today. You took a sip of your water, and let out a refreshing puff of air. It felt nice to just relax every once in awhile.

However you didn’t know that there were footsteps behind you, and you felt a pair of arms sneak around your waist.

“Y/n, what are you doing up?” Sanji says in a low tone trying not to wake anyone up. You jolt in fear and drop the glass, before it fell on the floor Sanji softly kicked it up with his feet and caught it. “Be more careful…as i was saying, are you okay?”

You’re still in shock before you calm down. “Yeah..”

“I don’t believe you.”

You both stood in silence before he spoke up again. “I have a feeling i know that this is about. You’re worried aren’t you? You’re worried about your body and how different foods will affect your weight? Am i right?”

You nod your head admitting in a bit of shame

“Y/n, i know how you feel. You’re amazing don’t you know that? You don’t have to be ashamed of who you are, if you’re looking for change then i want to help at-least. I want to make sure my crew-mates are the healthiest.” You look at him is surprised, but you didn’t understand why he was telling YOU this.

“But Nami and robin, they don’t have to try hard to be pretty..and you obviously love them so much. So why are you talking to me about this? What do you know so much about me anyway?” You slightly snapped back not meaning to sound harsh, Sanji giving an anxious look in return.

“Im speaking you about this because you’re the one who’s struggling alone and i love you too much to let you suffer.” You both stand in silence..

.

.

.

“What-.”

“I love you.”

He steps closer slowly, step by step he opens his arms wider, then taking you all in by hugging you. You lightly shed tears into his arm while he kisses your forehead. “I love you too, Sanji..”

Oh yeah you and can definitely guarantee Robin heard it all.

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Oh my gosh body positivity guys. U matter regardless of what u look like!!🌸

[starshapedpetals]

things i think should (should’ve?) happen in DL before it dies (if it’s not already dead??)

carla, shin, & kino character songs. i know kino already has imitation game, dystopia, & count off, but i don’t count them! carla & shin also deserve their own songs & not just solo versions of operation x

a song with all 13 diaboys. that sounds so chaotic & so fun 😭 that should’ve been for the 10th anniversary honestly

bats can purr. i would love if they gave us at least one fluffy scenario with our boys where it happens 😔🙏 i’m also talking about all 13 boys doing this btw don’t think i’d leave your boy out of this. it would be so catboy of kou to purr dude cmon let him be the bat-catboy he is, rejet! & the tsukinami’s could totally purr! even if they aren’t technically vampires, they can turn into bats, right? like how shin turns into a wolf. so they’ve got that dna in them! but also consistency hardly matters to rejet. so yeah i think this could work. also i think it’d be cute to hear each boy purr, no matter how jarring it might be coming from some.

it will always be weird to me that they didn’t make versus songs of the rivals. like kanato & azusa. like cmon you had yuki kaji & daisuke kishio in the studio for that versus cd drama & didn’t use their godly voices for a song together??? i really don’t understand why they haven’t made sakamaki mukami duet songs by now. the only thing close is bad howling where kou replaced subaru..

also isn’t it strange how the mukami’s didn’t get any more solo songs?? each sakamaki got 3 character songs per boy (if you don’t count the ending songs sung by ayato), the mukami’s only got one each. although neither of the tsukinami’s got real character solo’s so it could be worse 💀

animating some of the tokuten cd dramas. this is also something they could’ve done for the 10th anniversary. although, i’m not really that hung up over this. it’s just something that’d be cool. animation is expensive. plus DL getting another anime, especially one so different from the original, would be even stranger for the anime only’s to see.

a little self indulgent but i really want a cd drama line where the boys are in our role.. like i wanna see them be the M’s for once. (aside from u azusa, you already give us both <3 but i would love to see more of it so-) i would also honestly love if we were the vampire this time. pls tell me i’m not the only one who’s really interested in that concept. just once at least? please rejet hear my pleas (though idk how they’d be able to do it now..)

if we had to get another game, i personally want it should be like VC or LP. some of my favorite routes come from those games, & i think kino lovers deserve to have a route like that with their boy.

man.. wouldn’t it have been funny if some of these things were gonna happen before the cheating scandals with tatsuhisa suzuki & takahiro sakurai 💀 i really wonder what the new drama cd & those character songs announced in house of vampire were gonna be like…….. will we ever find out…? rejet..?

[lemonisherelol]

Heard about oc x canon? You’re in luck because I’m shipping Johnny worthington with my oc Ecstasy Night! (And a peak redesign of him!!)

I’d like to answer some questions btw!

"Is Ecstasy a boy or girl?" Ecstasy is a boy, well transmasculine!

"Can Ecstasy roar?" Yes and no, well due to his vocals it can actually damage his voice, he usually say “baa” (inherited his mom’s genes) and he doesn’t prefer to roar.

"What is Ecstasy’s real name and why is he called Ecstasy?" His real name was Emmy before he changed it to Ecstasy, but however that’s a nickname, his actual name is now Elijah. And the reason why he was called Ecstasy was because he took those at a young age (around 16.) He randomly thought it was candy so he ate it, he’s dumb but also didn’t know lol- He just called himself that because of the scent and how it tasted.

"How did the two meet?" Johnny and Ecstasy actually met each other during a party. Well, these two never interacted until Ecstasy was picked on, Johnny walks over to help him out, eventually these two became close but not friends. Johnny didn’t find Ecstasy scary, but rather different…usually he thought of monsters who aren’t good enough or even fit to join a fraternity that’s better or good enough, Johnny thought Ecstasy was interesting! The two only realized during the scare games, these two actually have feelings for each other and might have a chance to get together but however due to Johnny’s behavior towards the Oozma Kappa, Ecstasy cut off contacts with Johnny for not giving him a proper reasoning why Ecstasy was the only one Johnny liked/spared. Of course Johnny didn’t want to admit it, but he actually did love Ecstasy. After the scare games, these two talked alone and well…it wasn’t easy for the two just to get together, Ecstasy cried into Johnny’s arms. (It’s still a wip which I’m trying to write their dynamic more.) And then, these two eventually got together, so there lol.

Lastly, "What kind of monster is Ecstasy?" Actually, hes supposed to be a presentation of a sheep/goat, in his concept he was supposed to be a moose or a snake, (possibly with wings.) And since I redesigned him, he’s supposed to be a sheep/goat which is what I said. (His parents are a sheep and a goat.)

I also did drew Johnny and Ecstasy’s kids! Jimmy and Smokey! (Jimmy is the oldest while Smokey is the youngest!)

[punkscowardschampions]

Jali Pt.2

Ali: [accidentally on purpose dropping down as if he tickled you that hard you couldn’t possibly help it, now SO in his face as you’re hissing air through your teeth, LOOKING at him, like you’re all excuse me and don’t just want to/need to ‘wouldn’t that be easy’ because true, if you just hated him you could have moved on with your life better than you have]

Johnny: [LOOKING back at her from their new proximity again, biting his lip at the exact same moment as she’s doing her hiss so it looks like a synchronised move but really he just couldn’t help it any more than she could, a shrug that he really does the most with in terms of moving and getting more in her grill if possible ‘easy’s not for us’ like yeah maybe but I can’t relate and in this moment at least can’t be mad about it] 

Ali: [back to being so close as to really need to close your eyes and just makeout but holding back just enough that you are not, even as you’re moving to ride him, still not quite reaching ‘I’m for you’ in the tiniest voice because you used to say things like that all the time but you haven’t yet tonight in the here and now but you want to]

Johnny: [‘yeah you are’ like it’s that simple and can be because we want it to be and in the here and now it is, no notes]

Ali: [kissing him like you aren’t also smiling so big at the same time, we care not, gotta do both immediately, also getting more uncontrolled with how you’re grinding against him]

Johnny: [gonna say there’s a scar or a stretch mark or something to that effect which she didn’t have when they were together that he’s touching while they kiss for a nice full circle moment to the angst of his scar drama before because this isn’t angsty it’s nice and they deserve to have recognitions of time passing that don’t make them feel super sad, like, he didn’t notice it he just happens to be touching where it is but then he notices and does his own smile and kisses wherever this scar/mark is in a way that’s saying all of her is for him and he wants all of her without him saying it]

Ali: [my boo says I’m bringing it back around and she’s so real for that, not that she has anything to be insecure about and isn’t, it would be kind of nerve-wracking to do this, for so many reasons but also what if he straight up just didn’t fancy you anymore lmao, too awkward, so this confirmation would be very nice]

Johnny: [we’ve said it before and we’ll say it again thank god they are both still hot (not that he is to me but you know what I mean), even though it means y’all are still here hooking up when he has a home to go to, no regrets, he will stay as long as he wants and Sophie Turner will have to deal lol, he’s far too busy kissing her everywhere he can reach now, don’t mind him]

Ali: [we know you’re not allowed to mither him ever, soz not soz, perhaps you should know/care family drama has gone down, what about that miss ma’am lol but anyhow, here not thinking about anyone’s schedule, including our own, far too busy having a marvellous time, wrapping the duvet around our shoulders like a cape before we’re pushing it to the end of the bed because we wanna see and touch and kiss more of him too, just exploring, nbd]

Johnny: [Johnny’s sisters better keep their mouths closed, if one of y’all is close to your cousin and spill this fam tea before he gets a chance to I will be so mad, said like we’re not the ones in control of this haha, anyway, I love that, both of you should take this time to have an explore because she wasn’t old enough to have tats or anything back then so the possibilities are endless there and he was far too distracted earlier to give every inch of her body the full attention it deserves, the way his face would be so intense and serious as he’s taking all of it in is frankly adorable as well btw]

Ali: [my boo says you hush, like they are fully real ladies with the ability to be running their mouths hehe, you love to see it truly; like she loves his concentration face, always has always will, getting distracted from your own exploration by how cute he looks, hiding your head in your pillow dramatically like nah I can’t actually cope]

Johnny: [the way he’ll be pulling her up from this pillow by her hair gently but insistently will be a different kind of distracting tbh, holding her face in both of his hands when its level with his again and just LOOKING at her because yet another moment where he can’t believe he’s here and this is happening, hence we can’t even talk about how the hookup has the same soft but insistent energy rn like he needs to get and keep her attention that way too, his teeth lightly grazing her cheek like they did her nip earlier, the same one of hers that she dug her nails into on him, obvs]

Ali: [attention has never been more directed firmly in one place, again it’s as if no one else in the world exists and that feeling has been missing from our life so hard, hence we’re pushing our cheek at him more insistently like go on ‘fair is fair’ like scratch marks are a bit easier to explain that teeth marks but love the enthusiasm girl]

Johnny: [having enough self control, barely, to fully bite her shoulder instead because that’s coverable, but doing it SO dramatically as if to make up for the fact it’s not her face, highkey headbutting her in said shoulder with his !! because he has all the enthusiasm too]

Ali: [when it hurts but also you’ve never been happier, the mix of that coming out in UNHINGED noise because of course, headbutting his opposite shoulder as a reflex as well an accident as you’re pushing against him more frantically about it]

Johnny: [doing his own noise about how unhinged hers was and the fact she also headbutted him, picking her up by the throat in such a !! way about it, making sure to really press into those lovebites he did earlier as well as ofc squeezing as he’s basically throwing her around this bed because the hook up has become feral again and he’s really going at it, pressing her face back into the pillow the way she hid before except not at all]

Ali: [when your eyes naturally go to roll to the back of your head but you NEED to maintain eye contact with him whilst his hand is around your throat so you are fighting it like you’re not at all fighting anything he wants to do to you in this moment, not you dropping the d name into this pillow as if it’s so muffled he’s not gonna know]

Johnny: [‘rewarding’ her by fucking her even harder than he already was when she’s fighting to maintain that eye contact as well as kissing and licking and sucking on the bite mark on her shoulder indecently, obvs he will hear the d word and correct her with whatever the word is in gypsy secret lingo how they used to, but as a full MOAN because duh, could not be more into it]

Ali: [repeating the word over and over as quickly as it’ll come out of your mouth between your gasping for air as you push your face harder into this pillow to push back onto him even moreso, so blatantly DYING that you get to say this again]

Johnny: [likewise DYING about this because you know his missus isn’t calling him that so the last time would have been the last time y’all did before now and he would’ve thought never again, thank god they’ve moved to her room because the UNHINGED noises coming out of this man rn don’t need to be overheard and the feral positions he’s contorting them into whilst keeping her head where it is on that pillow deffo don’t need to be witnessed by any of her children]

Ali: [you’re all very welcome this has taken a private turn because there is no stopping this train y’all are on and we don’t need any victims to your feralness today thank you, got far too much time to make up and we are going for it right here right now]

Johnny: [mhmm, a marvellous time with no added trauma for anyone thank you, just do the absolute most until you inevitably both die which won’t take long now with the way y’all are behaving, me like please don’t say anything too extra sir and keep it to noise, you can be extra by continuing to fuck your cum into her once you have, I’ll take that over saying ILY or something else you should not on this day]

Ali: [we all know you are but you better not drop that now lads, however unhinged you feel and how unreal this all still is, it is in fact real and you know that he’ll have to leave soon and you’re not gonna have that be because he’s running away, not if you can help it, pulling him down onto this pillow with you as if he was headed to the door and isn’t still inside you]

Johnny: [the temptation to have him stay all night and have to sneak out before he has work/her children are back/up to do the absolute most possible, whether that’s because y’all have fallen asleep or because you’re literally up all night doing these kind of antics remains to be seen, anyway, going with her not because he’s too dead to fight it, though he is, but because he is very much still inside her rn and wants to stay there, oh the cuddling that’s therefore happening, we love to see it, could not be holding her tighter even though she can’t and isn’t going anywhere either]

Ali: [just never letting you pull out casually, doing such a sleepy contented smile because you’re likewise so dead, and there’s no way she’d send you home tonight because literally had the biggest shock and you came here like might kill myself, might kill my dad so in no way are we insisting going home is the best thing for you, soz not soz, kissing the tip of his nose and stroking his hair out of his face, saying some of the other secret lingo you remember that is appropriate]

Johnny: [he’s just never going to haha, which does mean she’ll have to come with him when he reaches for the duvet to once again wrap her up in like a lil burrito, likewise calling her all the secret lingo pet names that are appropriate for how sleepy and dead and cute she is, some she’ll remember from back in the day but some I’m sure he never used then so are new now, just cos we can, making her so comfy and doing the kind of comforting sounds she was doing in the angsty times reclaimed for this nice soft time, doing the lil soft scratches over her back again and BIG hair strokes]

Ali: [shaking your head, not quite to dramatic iconic levels but enough to tickle him with your hair now you’re in this burrito together and still very literally entangled ‘I shan’t go to bed’ because being the most comforting daddy energy but we can’t miss you like that, mirroring the scratching he’s doing on your back on his forearm absentmindedly]

Johnny: [‘you’re to do as you’re told’ for the daddy energy but crucially not telling her if that’s go to sleep or stay up with him forever, though we know what the answer is lol, because can’t be like yeah stay up with me forever when she’s being such an adorable sleepy baby rn]

Ali: [raising your brows like oh really, doing a little lol and nudging his shoulder with your head like no, no but also reminder from when you headbutted it earlier ‘you don’t have someone over after [time] and fall asleep on ‘em’]

Johnny: [doing his own eyebrow raise ‘someone, is it?’ because said as if he’s just a random person of the many she has over lol but his face is amused, that said, not so amused he doesn’t touch the shoulder bite he gave her earlier, softly but with intent of all the reminders of who he is to her actually]

Ali: [‘this could only happen to us’ because can’t even play that this happens all the time and is a regular occurrence for us when we all know how entirely untrue that is, shifting slightly with the reminder, only closer, of course]

Johnny: [‘true enough’ because where’s the lie, we really did something here with this, they aren’t circumstances likely to occur again, fully nuzzling into her shoulder and then her neck and then cheek to cheek nbd]

Ali: [it’s so hard not to say ily sometimes lol, just do a happy little hum and bask in your closeness without saying a word, thank you]

Johnny: [likewise stfu and just hold her for a while until I’m gonna say you fall asleep because what a day you’ve had even before these antics, still inside her I might add, but you can probably wake up the same what a day and all the emotions reasons, doing the thing of not knowing where you are for a sec, but letting out the biggest breath when you realise, pulling her even closer to you because you’re so glad it’s her]

Ali: [how lowkey disorientating for that first moment always, wondering if you’ve just had some absolutely insane dream but then he’s pulling you into him and you know it’s real, kissing him with a fever like you’ve been snoozing for years because you did not intend to fall asleep and how could you leave him, covering him in kisses right down to his collarbone, looking up at him to check he’s okay]

Johnny: [dragging her head into his chest so her ear is against his heartbeat because don’t know where to begin with her asking if he’s okay but this is kind of an answer, rocking her as if he’s like shh shh go back to sleep but every movement is deliberately hitting her in a spot that’ll make her feel the opposite of sleepy cos he’s inside her still, pick a letter of the many there are depending on angles but I feel like it’s not a standard one lol just to make her feel an extra type of way, he’s also touching her indecently, again as if with the kind of strokes you’d do to someone’s back or head to get them back to sleep, except not at all, truly doing the most]

Ali: [OVERWHELMED entirely and immediately, pressing your face into his chest like you can burrow inside casually and you gotta, doing the most insane but tiny noises against his skin, licking out the same letter with her tongue, dragging your teeth over it lightly for the emphasis too ‘you didn’t leave’ as you’re making use of how literally he did not move an inch, so FINE about it, LOOKING up at him and wiping sleep, real or imagined, from his eyes ‘good morning’ even though it’s clearly not, just to say it to him before you’re launching a soft but !! makeout about it]

Johnny: [putting everything about why he obviously did and could not leave into this soft but intense makeout because he isn’t fine about it either, no notes, continuing this rocking move like it’s casual though when it absolutely is not, doing his own tiny noises into her mouth about it all]

Ali: [when you are basically crying again but for a much better reason of being entirely overstimulated and feeling like you could cum already because you’ve been moving in your sleep obviously and kept at that level of turned on the entire time, just collecting those tears on your fingertips to put into his open mouth, nbd, of course not stopping your makeout because why would you]

Johnny: [I love how feral y’all are even in soft moments because of course there’s no hesitation from him remotely, in fact he’ll be going one better eventually and just kissing and licking her tears right off her face as well, the only acceptable reason to pause the makeout truly]

Ali: [we love it, y’all love it because the heart eyes he’s getting are so real, even through the tears, licking his face back, even though you have no reason but wanting to, doing a big grin about it]

Johnny: [mhmm, he’s giving the biggest heart eyes and doing the hottest lol, just here having the best time, as they should]

Ali: [‘I remember being with you being like this’ because was never not turned on and on the edge but also just the fun and feral vibes, we mean it all, here touching the tender spots where he gave you lovebites and pressing in those same spots on him with your other hand, not actually going hard enough to bruise him but pretending as if we are]

Johnny: [‘don’t you go forgetting’ because so easy to just remember the bad stuff all these years later but they actually were good together or y’all wouldn’t be here now doing it again, so sincerely like PLEASE DON’T EVER because he never has clearly]

Ali: [shaking your head, not even dramatically because being the most sincere because we won’t and we haven’t ‘I can’t’ not said like you wish you could because not at all in this moment]

Johnny: [his own sincere af nod because hard same ‘I can’t either, never could nor did’ again obvious with you literally naming a child after her but gotta say it nevertheless]

Ali: [my boo says let’s have THAT conversation and imagine lmao, not right now thank you, just hugging him the tightest you are capable of, your happy noise becoming a blatant moan because still here going at it like it’s at all casual ‘Jesus, Johnny’]

Johnny: [me like if you want a sign from god sir it’s that the child who you named after Alison is the spitting image of her mother as is the child you had in retaliation of Ronan and Ali getting together, I said what I said, but ANYWAY, in the here and now, moan her name for her again in response to her saying yours]

Ali: [gotta change the missus not the kids honey lol, cocooning this duvet around both of you more, having surely shifted out of it somewhat as you slept, because nothing and no one can get to y’all right now and we’re determined about that ‘I missed you’ already said it and it’s also obvious but if there’s anything that bears repeating right now]

Johnny: [you should likewise repeat that she’s for you even though she said it the first time so you’re technically not, gotta let that come out of your own mouth, however indecently as you once again hold her like y’all can’t get close enough because it feels like you cannot]

Ali: [‘you’re mine’ with the impatient whine, like he was your man first, not sorry Sophie Turner, I’m afraid, under other circumstances, would and should be but we’re not lol]

Johnny: [saying ‘be mine’ with the exact same energy of when he said be my girl at halloween which she will ofc remember because it was right at the end of their reconciliation hookup so how could she forget, not soz at all]

Ali: [using your enthusiastic nod to really do the most here, holding his shoulders just fully with your fingernails because you are holding onto not being killed here again so barely, which also shows in the utterly indecent way your voice sounds to say ‘I’m yours’ as if there were any doubts]

Johnny: [you gotta just kiss her dramatically because I don’t trust you not to drop an ILY rn so you gotta shh and focus on killing her again please and thanks]

Ali: [y’all deserve to kill each other so less talking more doing lads, keep going with the most desperate and feral making out so you don’t have to use your words]

Johnny: [mhmm, if y’all behave we’ll let you die at the same time for the peak romance]

Ali: [can’t have it all out on your reconciliation, there’s too much to cover right now so don’t lol, live your best lives until you’re once again dead and laying here giving him the BIGGEST eyes about it]

Johnny: [you have the rest of your lives to address the many elephants in the many rooms tbf, just hold onto her and return those heart eyes as you attempt to recover slightly]

Ali: [not that you technically know that yet, we don’t want to attempt it and fuck everything and I can’t blame you there, stroking his hair and doing your thing of then messing it up to fix again ‘are you thirsty?’ said with the vagueness of having truly no idea what time it is and when he got here and how long it has been]

Johnny: [a smile at her hair antics, because always love it, a nod because I’m 100 sure you are with all the crying you did before you got here and then also when you got here and you’d be hoarse too from y’all’s antics ‘what’s the time?’ in the same kind of idk manner not like I gotta leave rn immediately]

Ali: [not to mention the way y’all have sweated it out, y’all will be dehydrated lol, cupping his face ‘cos ‘I don’t think we can get to the kitchen like this’ and you’re finally going to have to untangle yourselves and we’re sad about it but also needs must and it’s better it’s for this than him leaving]

Johnny: [not you taking it as a challenge, saying ‘can we not?’ playfully and with the most mischievous concentration face, trying to get there while not at all untangling themselves which is giving when they were literally trying to fuck their way to his caravan next door to theirs which will be a comparison yet again not lost on her, I gotta]

Ali: [the excitement on your own mischievous face letting him know how well you remember before any of your reactions to this movement can even, kissing both his cheeks like this is peak romance and would not be an absolutely feral scene for anyone to happen upon lol]

Johnny: [we’re gonna have to be very kind in not letting anyone witness this because it is gonna take y’all an age to get to the kitchen even if he was trying his best to hurry which we all know he absolutely is not, the chaos, try not to destroy the gaff on route please because no fucks are given to anything but staying as deep inside her as he possibly can whilst still moving to the kitchen, I just know in my WHOLE heart that at some point y’all will get totally derailed because you’ll be crawling on all fours there with him fucking her like that, jc would be very proud, we all remember when they had that moment when they were supposed to be leaving the jj gaff, I like to think you’d almost made it to the kitchen by that point too, it’s in sight if you’re not literally in the doorway even, god bless]

Ali: [iconic vibes, soz not soz household, it’s clearly a time when you’re all asleep and thank the lord for that because there is no attempt at consideration, y’all are doing the absolute most and are SO happy for it, literally wanna do this forever so he can never leave, all time has gone out the window and we do not care, even if we’ve got to saucily remind you what you’re here for ‘drink’ like he isn’t the most distracted he’s ever]

Johnny: [not him answering that with the word ‘spit’ telling her to like he can drink that from wherever it lands, which is giving when she literally licked his jizz off mcvickers’ stairs, lest any of us ever forget, me like, sir she is as dehydrated as you she can’t]

Ali: [the way she’d be trying her hardest to produce enough spit for this to be the moment it deserves to be, like my boo said you’re both dehydrated but we still gotta, only appropriate whilst you’re in this position, like]

Johnny: [we all know he will be licking it up from wherever it landed, disgusting frankly but y’all are being feral teens again rn and can’t be tamed, including her body if any of it did there, even if he has to pause for a sec/manoeuvre them into a new position to do so, but there isn’t much so adding ‘you’ll have to bleed then’ like soz I’m still thirsty, obvs bringing the all fours position back and SLAMMING into her again like he did during the stairs hookup, fully biting her on the arse where his initials used to be as hard if not harder than he bit her shoulder earlier, which would hurt so much ouch, and drinking her blood nbd]

Ali: [not you loudly moaning WATCHING him do that disgusting act, leaning forwards like you’re going to join in but just want to be closer to him doing it, SO into it before he’s even manhandling you which is basically your favourite thing ever, along with bleeding so you’re in heaven, even if that definitely kills and you’ll be crying out in pain about it low-key ‘I'm not going to be able to sit down’ said like it’s the BEST thing ever, pushing back on him as hard as you can, just feral and frantic]

Johnny: [not him doing his own loud moan about her crying out in pain because y’all are feral and it’s one of his fave things ever too ‘not without thoughts of us’ also said like it’s the BEST thing ever because it is, hence he’s holding onto her, deliberately pressing his fingers into that bite mark and then putting said fingers into her mouth, SO forcefully like we’ve gotta lowkey choke her with them while she sucks her own blood off each of them]

Ali: [making the most unhinged happy noise you have ever because of course you want every reminder of him when he inevitably has to leave here, so LOOKING at him in a way he’ll never forget whilst you are here almost puking with how hard you’re going, your moans vibrating around his fingers in your throat, how you’re actually choking on him making more drool too]

Johnny: [me like please don’t throw up practically in the kitchen in the dead of night lol, but y’all couldn’t be more about it, the way he’s lapping up both her spit and her blood is frankly disgusting and I don’t wanna talk about it, the scenes are unhinged and unnecessary]

Ali: [my boo says decorum please, think of the beautiful kitchen lmao, I’ll be kind and say that you don’t by the grace of god because you’re both doing enough as it is, making out with him over your shoulder how you gotta in the grossest way you can, cannot be overstated, have lost our mind]

Johnny: [honestly stop it you heathens I’m about to eat, thankfully when you work yourselves up like this you’ll have to then die and if you ever recover you can get the water you genuinely need and came in here for because ew]

Ali: [just drinking it out of the sink like a cat/little kid from the hose because you’re genuinely so shaky/dead that there is no hosting going on, we don’t have the space in our blissed out head right now, just grinning at him as you lean back up and gesture like go ahead as if you’re being that hostess with the mostess really]

Johnny: [you’d likewise not be opposed drinking whatever straight out of the tap we know you’re that boy and you would’ve genuinely drank from a hose when you were fixing cars and bikes, but before you do, holding her hair back for her while she is, obvs, because it’s daddy vibes and always a hot move as well as being helpful with all the hair she genuinely has]

Ali: [unthinkingly pushing yourself up onto your counter to watch him happily and wincing about the still very fresh bitemark on your booty, then blushing/smiling to yourself about it immediately, getting up onto your knees to kneel on said counter instead like that’s better, doing a big breath out how you do when you’re knackered but satisfied, rudely not holding his hair back for him ‘cos you want it to get wet a lil shamelessly]

Johnny: [he will be grinning about her wincing and having to change how she was gonna be on the counter cos couldn’t be prouder of himself about it, always has and always will lose all control around this girl and loves it, I’m sure you’re lowkey having a bit of a halfhearted wash under this tap sir as well as a drink because the state of y’all with all that blood and spit and everything, just enough so that you aren’t gonna trash the house by being in it or her bed if you go back to it, so cue a lil water fight both by him flicking his hair at her and splashing her when he rinses his hands and spitting water at her, all the things, because y’all are continuing to act like teens] 

Ali: [literally going to splash you as you’re grinning, as if we’re in any way mad and aren’t grinning back, just having the best time here on this day in a way that would make you sad if you stopped to think about all the days like this you’ve missed but we’re not going to whilst you’re still here and we can enjoy the now ‘be nice to me’ as you’re flinging your arms around his neck to be as close to him as you can be again]

Johnny: [shamelessly pulling her off this counter and holding her so they can be closer despite how wet he is from his lil wash because did not care to dry off remotely there, soz not soz, wrapping his arms around her so dramatically as if they haven’t touched for a thousand years because what could be nicer than this much contact]

Ali: [the sigh we do into this hug letting you know we feel exactly the same, however soaked or bloody and messy or whatever you may be, forever jumping into his arms, no matter how exhausted he also is, thank god you’re little lol]

Johnny: [have this lil kitchen hug for ages before he eventually piggybacks her to her bedroom rather than carrying her purely because he did that to her room after they’d been feral on mcvickers’ stairs and we need the throwback ofc, and you can throw her on the bed for the more immediate throwback to when you first came in here too]

Ali: [patting the bed beside you like come here please and thanks, no notes]

Johnny: [do and have yet another makeout sesh even though I’ve literally lost count of how many there have been because y’all are in love and the limit does not exist]

Ali: [you simply gotta, here acting like he’s been here all along and this isn’t his literal first time in your house never mind your bed, so natural, it’s FINE ‘I want you to stay’ when you finally break apart, said with the quiet sad knowledge that he can’t, of course]

Johnny: [a lil nod because that’s what he wants too even though he cannot, before he has to set his jaw and remind himself he cannot by saying ‘I can’t’ out loud as much for his own benefit, if not more, than hers, when it reminds you of all the other times back in the day you said that though and you hate it because some of those things you know now you absolutely could have done ‘but I’ll come back’ as something you can add to make yourself feel better]

Ali: [obviously having the same thoughts ‘I know’ said as an it’s okay more than a confirmation because of course you do, what is unsure is how you’re going to navigate this and you want to let him know you’re not going to make it any more difficult, that’s not your intention, anyway ‘you can come back’ like there’s your invite lol as if you’d be like um no]

Johnny: [a lil lol at the invite back like oh thanks because yeah we all know she wasn’t gonna be like um no and so it’s amusing, doing the sort of playful nudge like oh you, we all see you still focusing on that aspect and not the serious or difficult ones ‘when?’ said in the same playful manner like he’s gonna tickle her or something if she doesn’t say tomorrow but we all know it’s a genuine question]

Ali: [nudging him back with a smirk and a shake of your head ‘don’t be cocky now, where’d you get the idea I liked you from?’ looking down at the state you are in like lol it’s literally written all over me, touching a particular lovebite that has caught your eye, doing a mini shrug into him ‘I might have you back tomorrow’]

Johnny: [likewise following her gaze down with a continuous LOOK all over her body at all the carnage he has caused because first time you’ve really had a chance to take it all in when you’re not carried away af in the moment, doing the sort of whistle intake of breath through his teeth because she really is covered, but once again we all know he’s proud of it, touching a different lovebite that has caught his eye ‘might you now?’ as he’s PRESSING it, like oh I see, that’s interesting]

Ali: [watching him LOOK at you, being just as intense about it, nodding like yeah, you did that, starting to say ‘if I’ve recovered’ because no joke how battered and bruised you are even if the joke is you caring one bit about it to stop you incurring more but your voice is going up a few decibels and octaves on the last word when he PRESSES on this particular injury]

Johnny: [he will be here kissing every mark on her body better when she says that, not very gently even if we start out that way and with every intention of being because !! but v thoroughly to the point of being indecent and feeling like he’s spending hours doing this]

Ali: [just here casually writhing into his touch every which way you need to, closing your eyes and parting your lips to do a little moan you’ve been holding back as his kisses build into something more indecent ‘okay, faster than tomorrow, whenever you want’]

Johnny: [the absolutely insane heart eyes he’s giving her when her eyes are closed like he’s literally screaming ILY via a look because he really do but I’m not letting him say so ‘you’ve a key going spare for me?’ when you’re not being serious you’re saying this more so the key mems come flooding back because y’all really did the most with that while you had it, but under that we also know you’re being SO serious because always]

Ali: [your eyes flying open as fast as you are scrambling to get up like hold on, good thing you are in the middle of nowhere because the way I know this spare key you’re running to get is under a plant pot or something by the door outside, no fucks to being seen or weather or anything else, as per, simply must get him this key right now, obvs]

Johnny: [the wait KILLING him even though she blatantly ran to get that and then back, watching the door for her return SO intently he probably has not blinked the entire time, hence having to get up because he has no chill to lie here and wait so he’s in the bedroom doorway when she returns and grabs her exactly like she’s being kidnapped like he did when she came onto site that time, manhandling her back to this bed with the most !! ever]

Ali: [literally so focused on getting back to him that fast that you truly do not see nor expect this ambush so it actually makes you do a YELP, covering your mouth with the back of the hand this key is in, LOOKING at him beyond !!]

Johnny: [LOOKING down at her from where he has once again thrown her on this bed and is looming over her with all the !! in the world, breathing insanely as if she struggled and put up a massive fight then which she absolutely did not he’s just overwhelmed by the idea of this key actually being given to him, holding out his hand for it without breaking the intense af EYE CONTACT]

Ali: [when you can trust your fear response has dissipated, and you’ve got your own breathing matching his own unhinged inability, moving your hand to drop this key in his outstretched palm, closing his fingers around it dramatically because you must]

Johnny: [it goes without saying that he won’t be letting go of this now until he leaves and has to put it in his pocket or wherever, holding it as tight as they always did with the caravan one back in the day so it looks and feels as though it’ll merge into his palm, kissing her so dramatically that she’s narrowly avoiding another injury because he’s doing a forehead touch with it that’s too !!]

Ali: [simply gotta be done, hence not letting go of his clasped hand for way too long, pressing it shut in a way that is lowkey more painful as you deepen this kiss, pulling his weight into you like you want to be crushed because do]

Johnny: [we love when y’all match each other’s energy in impeccable ways, hence this man doing a NOISE about it all because who has ever understood y’all the way that you do each other, will be here pinning her under us with our full weight not at all casually while another makeout sesh ensues]

Ali: [so fated in all the ways, never more obvious than when you are alone together, forever making it harder to breathe when you already can’t, here feeling such a type of way about this key nbd]

Johnny: [mhmm, just know that the fist he has this key in will be resting against her chest for the entirety of said makeout so the key is close to her heart (and his because you know they are that close) because simply must, it’s so sad he cannot put it on a chain like she did hers but if he did I’d want it to be one of hers because she wore his and I doubt Sophie Turner is turning a blind eye that hard]

Ali: [my boo says how dare you cockblock us ma’am, also so sad about the lack of marks on him, which we’re remedying (but not really because you can’t to the extent you want to) by digging our nails into his biceps]

Johnny: [bane of my life this woman and we’ve only just begun so imagine how much she’s gonna annoy me when y’all get even more serious and have a child, you’re gonna have to take out that mutual frustration about what she can’t do by doing the most to give this girl even more marks, do a lovebite right where her heart is, very dramatically]

Ali: [by the double life stage, you’re just choosing to ignore things or plain dumb fr, I refuse to believe otherwise, everyone gonna know whose child this is ma’am, including you but anyway, you are not our problem right now, I just love that she’s decided scratches are acceptable behaviour, like yeah it could come from other things unlike teeth marks but come on now, iconic tbh]

Johnny: [mhmm, it’s willful ignorance because you don’t wanna have to leave him/address it ma’am which we get because culturally that would be super embarrassing for you but it’s gonna be anyway because Maggie looks like him and she literally takes his name so have fun with that, it’s an open secret as we’ve said before, but that’s the future and rn he’s busy pulling her hair to pull her back into another kiss immediately after doing that lovebite despite his breathing still being as cray]

Ali: [like I would say this is infinitely more embarrassing but maybe all you truly care about it being kept and he does that so, idk, could never be me but clearly you have different priorities or you would have waited for a love match and not just married who you were told to but anyway, stop coming for your life never sis, would you like to skip this to when he has to leave because we’ve established the vibes well I feel?]

Johnny: [clearly that is all she does care about, could never be me either sis but maybe you wanted some stability cos your father is a wrong’un and your fam is obviously chaotic, it won’t stop me dragging you to within an inch of your life ever, but ANYWAY, yeah I agree we can because we all know he’ll have to leave early because at work early and that until then y’all will be mostly hooking up and barely sleeping, the vibe has been set very well, meaning he can’t even really sneak off without saying anything while she is asleep because they haven’t much]

Ali: [as much as it’d be a kindness to you both in a way, yeah, I just do not think she’s going to sleep through you leaving this time, hun, there’s too many feelings here on this day, even if we want to act as nonchalant as we are capable of being, which by most people’s standards is not very but we’re not trying to make it about us, is the vibe, do have to ask ‘what are you going to do if you’re working with your da today?’ because a valid question, frankly]

Johnny: [thank god the earliness of the o’clock means he’ll be gone before Ali’s kids are awake and so will the clothes he just left on the stairs shamelessly because that’s a kindness to you all at least ‘busy myself with what work needs doing’ like it’s casual and that easy because who is he if not that bitch who will try and force it to be, this boy can compartmentalise like it’s his job, oh the stress you’ve been under all your life sir actually makes me emosh]

Ali: [‘might he not want to talk to you?’ because clearly the conversation was not/is not over but equally his dad could be just like him and not want any more said and we’d hardly be surprised by that so it is a genuine question]

Johnny: [‘he’d be left to want’ like if he does we’re not gonna make it easy for him to for all the reasons, including work not being the time or the place for said convo to continue even if we were interested in doing that which we’re obvs not atm]

Ali: [nodding because fair enough, we can’t argue with any of that, nor do we want to position ourselves as a devil’s advocate this AM, doing a big stretch and searching the room only with your eyes right now for some clothes to throw on yourself, not actually moving yet though, your eyes darting back to him naturally and doing a half smile]

Johnny: [not you leaning over to give her a cheek kiss how you used to do, like y’all are married, love to see it and remember how much indecent it always was and still is than a married couple style kiss, doing the most this AM because we don’t want to leave]

Ali: [letting your hands fall onto his shoulders, your fingers lacing into his hair to keep his head next to yours for a beat longer than this kiss takes, brushing down his arms to hold his hand and SQUEEZE it, leaving the meaning unsaid because too much you do want to say to him]

Johnny: [doing such a BIG stroke of her hair with his free hand that isn’t still clutching this key because I said he wouldn’t let go of it and I meant that before holding her face for a beat of his own before letting go so that his hand is free to hold when she’s doing that, SQUEEZING hers back and opening his other palm to show her the key as a way of promising that he will be back, if not literally tonight then as soon as he can]

Ali: [using this handhold to pull yourself up and into a hug that is even tighter of a SQUEEZE because big emotions about him having to go and deal with this even if that is by not dealing for right now and then you see the key and you really could cry if you don’t let/make him hold you together here ‘I’ll be thinking of you’ because is so true in every way and nothing else works]

Johnny: [hugging her back as hard because it’s as needed, the key accidentally digging into her/getting pressed against her body as well as his palm because of said hug being so dramatic and obviously 2 handed but when he realises that making a more deliberate point to really press it into her skin too because hard same despite how much else he has to think about]

Ali: [she’s the distraction you’ve always needed and we know that, life ain’t getting any easier so you gotta stick together, kids; when leaning up to kiss his cheek only pushes this key into you harder but you simply must because it does and because you have to copy his move, to prolong the goodbye as much as you can without taking the piss]

Johnny: [mhmm, we all see him kissing her on the mouth immediately after because she is the distraction he has always needed and he’s likewise gotta prolong this goodbye for as long as he can, literally picking her up off the bed as he gets up from it as if he’s gonna carry her with him all day long truly because we wish we could, the way that key would be DIGGING into her when he does that as well, very important and necessary]

Ali: [making the noise that is somewhere between pleasure and pain into this kiss which feels very appropriate given the situation ‘I’ll take the day off, yeah’ saying it like it’s full bants and you wouldn’t if y’all could]

Johnny: [‘sure, there’s none from being a mammy’ like ma’am your children but we all know he just wanted to call her one because they’re both into it, always have been always will be, clue in how he said it and the way he’s still holding her so this key does the most]

Ali: [‘you don’t know that’s what school is for?’ grinning like that’s where all my children will be, apart from the ones old enough to be out and looking after themselves which is really just Django if any at this point lowkey so, shamelessly into it though so we’ve got to nuzzle our warm cheeks into his neck and ‘hide’ about it]

Johnny: [‘I know none of yours are after bothering themselves with school’ playfully because she never went even though some of y’all are too young to be skiving like that, again it’s only for the mems really ‘only went when I took you’ didn’t need to add that when y’all were already thinking and remembering but did because we feel how warm those cheeks are]

Ali: [making a noise like well how rude but you’re doing a little lol too because not at all the type to get offended and we know skiving is absolutely happening, it’s a rite of passage, here making a noise that is so much more !! not to mention quiet as you are here getting even hotter thinking about those mems ‘you know how helpful I can be’ like you’re convincing him to really take you with him like how about you remember all those times, boy]

Johnny: [‘maybe I’ll let you’ because this boy loves a maybe that’s loaded with meaning or !! and rn this one is because y’all are working yourselves up despite the fact (and because of, we know) he has to leave, said so indecently as if he’s suggesting she helps him with something as indecent, no notes]

Ali: [‘maybe you should’ said like you absolutely should, coming out from the crook of his neck to LOOK at him and lower yourself down, kissing whatever skin is still exposed to you, not getting low enough to be indecent, stopping when you’re chest high, the … is REAL]

Johnny: [absolutely shouldn’t be allowing this because you should be getting ready to leave clearly but he absolutely is, holding her chin as he LOOKS back at her for a beat and then tilting it so she’s LOOKING down at him and however obvious it is how turned on he is with however many clothes he’s wearing atm because who can say how far you’d got with that before our skip and the convo started]

Ali: [doing a GULP and not purely for the benefit of how it’ll feel for him holding your chin like that but because you GOTTA ‘you can’t be going anywhere like that’ shaking your head dramatically like this is so serious and you really care about decency, suddenly ‘think how much work you’ll get done when you’re not distracted’ like this is going to stop him being, we all know that’s just not true but of course we’re going to go at this like we are doing everything in our power to make it so]

Johnny: [he defs couldn’t help but clench his fingers a lil bit whilst holding her chin when she gulped like that and as per we love to see it, a tiny loss of control but a loss of one nevertheless, doing his own sound like a tut in agreement like absolutely not I’d be a disgrace which we all know is really just holding in a noise you wanna do in anticipation of everything you know she’s about to, finally doing a nod as if she was waiting on him to give permission that wasn’t already blatant but again, this is just an excuse to give her another LINGERING look up and down before she does start]

Ali: [making an absolute show out of kneeling down in front of him, no need to be so slow but that LINGERING look which means there is every need, nuzzling your face into him here like you did on his neck except this is way more indecent, of course, just being absolutely adorably unhinged with your appreciation here]

Johnny: [likewise making an absolute show out of watching her when all he is doing is staring intensely at her getting into position and it really shouldn’t be as extra as it is lol, when you can’t help but cradle her head when she nuzzles into you because it adorably unhinged but then you’ve gotta let it go with a very daddy style kiss on the top of her head because you aren’t about controlling what she does in indecent moments like this, you just like to let her do her own thing]

Ali: [moaning the secret lingo word for daddy directly onto the most sensitive area, grazing your teeth really lightly as you open your mouth, making sure you look up and give him EYE CONTACT as you kiss it better so carefully even though that definitely did not hurt]

Johnny: [that EYE CONTACT doing the screaming he is not for ALL of her antics because so easily could but we’re not trying to wake the house up now that this man is vaguely conscious of the o clock and the real world because of the mentions of work (despite all desire to go and all other actual thoughts of it leaving his head long before any of this began) but the indecency with which he tells her what a good mammy she is as if she’s proving it after his earlier mockery with how well she’s looking after him rn tells everyone everything they need to know, it’s giving good girl x 10000]

Ali: [forever moaning into the sex act you’re giving your all to, though it’s clearly giving gagging with the way you would’ve slammed him to the back of your throat at this encouragement, still LOOKING at him so the !! is felt with every sense]

Johnny: [her massive eyes getting to him as much as anything else, we know, having to force his to stay open to keep LOOKING at her even though he’d wanna squeeze them shut immediately at how that felt, moaning her name and swear words with as much !!]

Ali: [getting up on your tip-toes so you can find even more space for him somehow, not satisfied until your nose is pressed into his stomach hard, using all the spit this is obviously creating to play with his balls too, massaging them and seeing if you can fit them in your mouth at the same time, your moans just vibration at this point]

Johnny: [putting his arms around her as if to support her so she doesn’t fall over whilst doing the absolute most, which he is, but he also just needed to give her a SQUEEZE because dying about all this obvs, leaving yet more bruises I’m sure and yet again digging this key into her not even deliberately, but accidentally drawing blood that she’ll definitely feel wherever it’s getting her]

Ali: [putting your arms under and around him in return, like it’s more safety but you are shamelessly fucking him in and out of your mouth harder with it, his name being audible on an out when you’re bleeding again, panting it against his skin]

Johnny: [just constant unhinged noises about those antics even before he hears his name like that and literally feels it against his skin, once again gripping hers so hard that he feels the blood he’s caused and now that he’s aware of it, using the edge of this key like a fingertip to write his name across her back in the blood, literally dipping it into the wound like a quill so he doesn’t run out mid way cos writing it so big]

Ali: [the way we’ve only stopped the unholy eye contact because our eyes are literally rolling into our head at him writing his name on us that big, forever obsessed with it and showing him how his we are by getting back on our knees and putting our hands together like we are literally praying, of course not stopping a single second, going harder still]

Johnny: [equally losing it so 1000% digging this key in at different points when he’s meant to just be lightly using it to write, not fully going in carving the full letters into her back but I imagine like the curve of the J or the o there’s enough pressure to be marks there then, you know the vibes, only not dropping this key entirely because of how tightly he’s holding it counteracting the slippiness of her blood and his sweat]

Ali: [oh you two, never change, at least this is going to lead to you killing him/lowkey yourself because there’s no way you’re not now rubbing yourself against the ball of your heel to touch yourself without having to sacrifice any of the attention you’re giving him]

Johnny: [meant to be getting yourself into a fit state to go to work and are doing the absolute opposite with the mess you’re causing as per sir, you’ll be getting her blood on your white top definitely, which you’d love as an all day long reminder but your dad and whoever you’re working for on this day will not, soz not soz everyone, at least you can pretend you had a fight or something, that’s basically encouraged, because god bless, don’t know or care in this moment]

Ali: [it’s okay, you’re not about to head to an office, we can make it work, there was just no way we were letting you leave for what it going to be an awkwardly shit day whatever happens without cheering you the best way we know how currently]

Johnny: [no regrets here, absolutely none at all, hence having another hug here in the aftermath even though he’s so dead about it that he can hardly put the !! he needs into it]

Ali: [using this hug to push him into the door but not ferally, softly, as you want to drop him back into your bed and tuck him in but you can’t, so settling for this and acting as if this door is as soft as your pillows and mattress, fixing his hair properly for once]

Johnny: [tie his hair up for him girl what could be more loving or intimate of a gesture, meanwhile catch him trying to fix his clothes and get re-dressed and everything fully without letting her go, as if he can do it all with her still holding onto him as if she’s so small she’s a lil bub]

Ali: [absolutely, also not at all attempting to move and fully embracing being that bub attached to his hip because it can all only last so long ‘you’ll talk to me? Let me know, I mean’ let you know what exactly is not being said because you just want him to talk to you about everything, obviously]

Johnny: [‘Talk of?’ purely because he wants to make her spell it out because they are both as extra as each other and he wants to hear that she’s as deep in this as he is always ‘What am I to let you know about?’]

Ali: [‘everything’ with a shrug that is so inappropriate for how entirely uncasual and borderline indecently that was said, the urgency and want of it being betrayed in the tone and how quickly the answer came to you and out your mouth]

Johnny: [such a genuine smile because that’s the right answer and we’re so happy about it ‘you’re a good girl’ not even meant in a daddy way just an irish one lol meaning that she is seriously one of the good ones as sincerely as that smile is]

Ali: [smiling back at him hugely, nuzzling into him one more time, really taking your time to memorize how his skin feels against yours, what he smells like and finally giving him a kiss so you can remember how he tastes too, trying your hardest to make it a goodbye one, it’s still clearly much more but closer to what would be expected with the phrase, putting your hand on the door handle and pulling it down but not pulling the door towards you quite yet]

Johnny: [‘that time, is it?’ like oh excuse you as if she’s literally pushing him out of the door lol but he’s amused, if a lil sad also that it basically really is time for him to stop these shenanigans, giving 🥺 almost with his massive heart eyes because don’t wanna, pulling her closer to him with the hand that he’s gripping this key tighter than ever in so that she’s holding it too]

Ali: [nodding so sadly, the pout for the comedic effect you want this moment to have but we all know it’s honestly lacking, so hugging him as tightly as he’s gripping this key, pressing it into his hand again, however entirely unnecessary]

Johnny: [nuzzle into the lovebite you gave her where her heart is, no notes cos you’re gonna have to actually make a move then or you never will hun and being late for work is something you’d never do however !!]

Ali: [let the boy go, we all know how under duress it is for the both of you, you can only long it out for so long before you have to bite the bullet and just do it, follow him to the front door like that kind of wife, even though it’d be easier to dramatically wallow in bed about it, have to wave him off]

Johnny: [it’s the dramatic look back at her for me because he doesn’t have the self control to leave without looking back, thank god I’ll be kind and let you use that key to let yourself back in very soon because y’all would not survive if I was being evil]

Ali: [my boo says you are welcome slags, shall I post this bit because she’ll definitely message him but if he’s not gonna reply I could do it now?]

Johnny: [let’s post this bit and then we can carry on however we see fit because it’s page 29 and a good stopping point, whereas if y’all waffle on or don’t, who knows, cos no telling if he’d reply after work or not really, you are gonna have to go home and tell Sophie Turner the tea about her mother in law so that might put you in a bad mood seeing as she doesn’t care enough/how you do]

[calamitydaze]

hearing abt the late 2020-early 2021 dsmp fandom is always so interesting as someone who joined ~August of 2021. My friends were really into it then and now I can hear people talk abt it and it's very interesting to think about the differences!! Sometimes I'm a bit sad I missed it, but I like to think of it as if the dsmp was some chemistry experiment done in a high school class. And at first the little test tube was crowded by a bunch of people and I was watching from another table, not seeing anything but occasionally hearing stuff from my friends, doodling other fandom stuff in my notebook.

And then as people began to pitter off and found other interesting things to look at, I got closer, and sure a lot of the big flashy excitement was gone, but I could look at the data written by my peers, and I found that the little chemistry experiment continues to be just as interesting as before, even if it looks slightly different and the data's changed a bit.

Like, I remember watching some of Techno's lore streams, Las Nevadas lore streams, Tommy's finales streams (that was a super fun one in the corner of the fandom I predominately follow /gen). Lovejoy's second EP came out and they started doing live performances. The final manhunt was posted. The DREAM TEAM MEETUP happened!! I got to watch a bunch of fun MCCs. And, yeah, people are busier now that the pandemic is over, so of course hype has died down and streams are more infrequent. And, yeah, I missed witnessing the beginning in real time, and I do wish the fandom was a bit less divided since I like ccs from different spaces, but, ultimately, the experiment is still doing cool things!! And it's easier to see and easier to breathe now that people aren't crowding.

I'm not sure if the metaphor or any of this made sense, but I tried my best to show the perspective of someone who joined a bit later (though I'm technically not a new fan anymore, which is... odd).

(so sorry if this is completely incomprehensible btw uni mid-term season is frying my brain).

SO SRRY i forgot to answer this but that makes perfect sense and i actually like it a lot!! things are different now and a lot quieter but still a ton of cool things happening, even if someone joined literally yesterday :] which is cool! this is a very dynamic fandom in terms of content, i find. and i feel you on finding it weird that you aren’t even close to being a new fan anymore like fack when did i go from struggling to tell sapnap and dream’s voices apart to reminiscing on the among us era i’ve been here too long

[nerdyfan1]

Ok wait sorry I’m hope this doesn’t sound mean but, actually the void thing with Rachel makes no sense. I’ve seen it for years and honestly I’d argue against it. We never see her in the void. It’s annoying for someone like me who actually been trying to make a point a more logical character here is Tobias. I actually do think Rachel in college and she hasn’t popped up cus a common theme between the Wilsons as a family is they constantly neglect Tobias.

You know it’s why Tobias is attention seeking and flirty. He just wanted to be noticed cus if pay attention a lot like I did you realize Tobias parents are legit awful. Rachel isn’t exactly the nicest to Tobias or his friends. I got a vibe them as siblings aren’t close. Hence why we never heard from her after she left.

The line you are talking at the beginning is from the Voice. A later season 2 episode.

It’s weird as no that line not the only thing we got for Tobias. Tobias’ connection as vague as hell because this show allergic to going more in depth into other characters void connections if it’s not Rob (look at Molly for example) however there is more then this. I’m telling you please rewatch this episode cus it both highlights Tobias and Sarah as void connected.

That is a void episode btw the glitch effects to show the void is in effect appears throughout it. The void is pretty much dragging Tobias around through this plot cus the universe trying to still continue the show. Tobias was what it defaults to when it doesn’t have Gumball would mean Tobias is it’s backup Gumball basically.

The universe was trying to make Tobias into Gumball and Tobias went along with it. Likely cus it’s all he really wanted, to be loved. He said it himself, he didn’t like feeling like a side character in his own life. For one brief moment he got that. However of course it eventually had to reset to the status quo so Tobias was thrown into his butt monkey status by the end. Tho this also means now he knows it’s not real. Sarah openingly talking about it throughout that episode. Tobias isn’t stupid, I think he had to realize what she was talking about.

It’s not as obvious in this episode but, there definitely lines earlier into this episode that kind of give me the feeling he did connect this after The Test.

When Gumball confronts Tobias about how they aren’t best friends Tobias first is shown to visually alter a flashback, which Darwin actually points out himself. Then says, and I quote, “what you mean this all stemmed from a narcissistic delusion brought on by my inner fear of facing my true place in the universe?”

Honestly it’s sad this is currently his last episode too cus it’s so bittersweet. All Tobias wanted to be recognized by Gumball as a friend. Sure Gumball reassures him they still friends by the end but, he’s still not like a close friend or anything. Dear god I know imma sound wild for saying this but, void adjacent Tobias feels way more tragic to me then Rob. Rob isn’t exactly in the best place currently however, in a way he did get what he wanted.

All Rob wanted is to not be forgotten. He was satisfied just being a silly side kick character. He didn’t ask to be the villain however at least he wasn’t forgotten. The amount of crazy Rob shippers and stans for him makes that very clear. In a meta sense he wasn’t.

Tobias tho? He wanted a happy life and to respected. To be loved by literally anyone. And both in universe and out of universe he’s overly hated and most ppl don’t respect him. His last episode ends with him being satisfied with getting the bare minimum while a character like Sarah, you know the one who stalked Gumball and ships him with his brother, is considered closer to Gumball then he is.

Hence my comment earlier about how it’s wildly Tobias didn’t turn evil cus if that was me I would have gone full super villain a season ago lol

Actually I think it’s more interesting Tobias never did. He respects Gumball throughout the entire show even if they don’t always understand each other.

Can't let the gang know I fw Tobias accidentally becoming aware

[laurasstufff1]

hii bestie, is request still open? 😬

this request is for Lewis Hamilton, maybe when y/n first time appeared at the paddock after gave birth and everyone just keep talking about her body and she felt insecure about her body after giving birth to their first child and lewis was there to comfort her.. if it possible can it end with something smut 🥲

I LOVE YOUR FIC BTW, LUV YA!!

- Charlotte ✨

Obsessed with this gif from @yungbludz 🤩!😍!

Hi hello💘💘!! Sorry it took so long, I hope you like it bestie 💖💗💘

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Mention of bodies insecurities, kinda hot at the end (I tried lol)

You really found it funny how much it was actually affecting you. After dating probably the most popular driver on the grid for more than five years, comments about you came and go daily. There were many good ones, but also bad, and you would be lying if you said they didn’t affect you. Truth was your mental health was in serious risk for the first year of dating him, and your relationship almost ended (twice) because of them. 

But love conquers all, and Lewis made you feel loved, made you feel pretty. He also made you promised you would never read those comments again, you also promised yourself you would never let simple words affect you that way, not only to you, but also to your relationship with him or with anyone.

And everything went smoothly, the last three days were actually the first weekend you went to the paddock after having your beautiful baby girl Eloise, two months ago. 

She was the joy of the house, a true sunshine, so similar to his dad it made you love and hate him at the same time.

“I want her to look like me too!” you jokingly ‘fought’ watching in owe how she simply slept. Lewis just laughed softly throwing his arm around your shoulders, trying not to wake her up but also trying to make you smile 

“I’m sure she’ll get your intelligence” Carmen, Lewis’s mum said. She was there helping you get adapt, and you couldn’t be more thankful to have her. 

“I really hope she does, if not, we’re screwed” you talked while getting up, and now it was Lewis the one who acted ‘mad’ between yours and his mum laughs.

It was the only thing you could think about on your way home, your little girl. Lewis was asleep next to you, his head resting on your shoulder even thought he had a whole bed in that private jet. Who were you trying to fool? You loved feeling him close anyways. 

Everything was funnier when he was awake and you could actually use his company, but he really deserved and needed that nap before touching down and going home to that little girl you both loved so much. You, on the other hand, couldn’t fall asleep that easily. It was like a mother instinct, as natural as the Sun: since Eloise was born, you couldn’t relax properly if she wasn’t near. 

But you also couldn’t put your phone down, and after refreshing your socials too many times in the last 5 minutes, there was only one thing to do, the one thing you promised yourself and your lover you would never do.

“Angel” it was Lewis’s voice the one that made you turn off the phone, and only when you saw your reflection in the dark screen, you realised you were actually crying. “Are you okay? You’re trembling and crying” he furrowed his eyebrows only then realising the tears too, cleaning them with his hand and tucking the blanket even more into you.

“I’m fine. I just miss Eloise. Go back to sleep, sorry I woke you up”

“Don’t be sorry” he simply said not wanting to force you to talk if you didn’t want to. “We’ll be there soon” he said again kissing the side of your head and placing your phone away so he could hold your hands under the blanket.

In less than an hour you were home, and tin less than three you were already heading to bed. Lewis was in guard tonight, his excuse was he slept on the plane, you knew  the real reason was he just wanted to spend time with time with her daughter.

“Why aren’t you sleeping already, mommy?” Lewis asked, making you jump in bed from the scared, you didn’t even hear him coming. What you did heard was that nickname Eloise was still too young to pronounce, but each time Lewis did, you felt goosebumps in your whole body.

“I’m just not tired. She’s sleeping already?” You asked not even turning to face him.

“Yes. What about you?” He asked again laying under the covers next to you, placing his arm around your waist, as he always did. But tonight, as soon as you felt his hand on your body, you just moved abruptly, away from him. Lewis could have gotten worried if he didn’t know what was going on. Instead, he sat on the bed, turning on the side lamp on his nightstand and resting his back on the headboard. “YN, I saw the comments you were reading in the plane. You cannot do this to you again”.

Only then you turned around and copied his moves without saying a word. You were in silence, the semi dark room, sitting on bed, he looked at you but you didn’t dare to do the same.

“My body changed” you simply said bringing your knees up to your chest.

“It did” he nodded.

“And I weight so much more, I don’t deserv-" “Weight has nothing to do with beauty. And you deserve the whole World. You gave birth to a baby, YN, our baby. Those comments are useless, it’s not you the one who’s doing things wrong, it’s them, writing those stupid words, they are just words” “But they are true" “And what if they are. Fuck them, YN, honestly. besides, I love it” he said in such a serious tone that it made you smile before he cheekily whispered coming closer to your ear “There’s more to hold”. “Lewis!! You shouted, immediately regretting it as you didn’t want to wake Eloise or Carmen, who was still there. Lewis didn’t mind, he just laughed at your reaction while positioned himself between your knees until you ended up laying on the bed again, but this time with him on top. “Stop it, stop it, stop it” you mumbled between giggles when he started peppering kisses on your whole face.

“You still have that glow in your face” he started whispering tickling your hair behind your ear “it hasn’t gone away since the morning we discovered we were having a baby” he said caressing your face with a leather touch before coming closer again and kiss your lips, holding your face properly while you did the same and melting into it the way you always did. He broke the kiss for a moment to then move his lips to your jaw and then to your neck, touching with his fingers the chain of the necklace he got you when you gave birth, with your baby’s birth date engraved on it “I must admit” he said between kisses “I bought he biggest pendant so we have space for the other babies we’ll have” he confessed.

“Lewis!!” You screamed whispering while hitting his back, which only made him laugh while he came back to kiss your lips messily as you were both laughing. But his hands didn’t stop moving up and down your torso until he reached the hem of your t shirt, silently asking you to take it off, which you did. 

“Don’t even get me started with your boobs” he said looking directly at your eyes, continuing with the list of things he loved about your body. Only when he heard your giggle he seriously added “you know I love your boobs”, making you laugh even harder until he placed his hand on your mouth telling you to keep it quiet so you wouldn’t wake up anyone. You took advantage of his gesture and kissed his fingers while he moved his mouth down to your breasts, you had to stop him when he started sucking them with the right amount of pressure, alternating with kisses, just because you knew you couldn’t keep yourself quiet if he did that.

He kept on going down to your belly, knowing it was your Achilles heel as you couldn’t get rid of the fat and looseness that came with being pregnant. He looked up at your eyes and smiled “the home of Eloise for 9 whole months” he said before moving his mouth down to your belly “I can’t believe you created her here, you are truly a wonder woman” he talked leading wet kisses on your skin while you tried to containing the laugh because it tickled.

You were about to say it was just nature, but he was after in moving his lips up to yours once again in the most caring and sweet way he ever did.

“Let me continue my tour” he chuckled when you wouldn’t let him go away from your lips, thanking him without words for his way of making you feel better, so much better.  

He indeed kept going down, leaving yet another kiss on both sides of your hips, just in the hem of your pyjamas, but keeping them in its place, to them move to your inner tights, sneaking his hands under your body so he could grab your arse, giving your cheeks a squish that made your whole body shiver.

“I’ll choose the stretch marks here” he talked before kissing up and down your tights, leaving some bites here and there that surely would leave a mark in the morning “they are the most accurate evidence there was a baby here, huh?” He talked moving back to kiss your belly. “Besides” he said again and just then a chuckled came out of his lips, alerting you he was going to say another of his nonsense sentences when he aligned his lips with yours once more “I love that you look like a zebra” he rapidly said not letting you talk as he rapidly pressed his lips to yours in a more fierce kiss that still didn’t loose it’s sweetness while you just  tried to laugh.

“Thank you” you sincerely pronounced when he let your lips go, thought he was still on top of you, and your hands were tangled in his hair.

“Thank you for being the best mommy and the best partner one could ever wish for, angel” he whispered before kissing the tip of your nose and moving to his side of the bed, keeping his arm around you, as always.

[sofiakistein]

what are you doing, stepbro? - eren jaeger

↳ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: stepbro! Eren x fem! reader

↳ ⚠️𝖙𝖜: stepcest, corruption kink, innocent reader, loss of virginity (f), oral sex (f), unprotected sex, vaginal sex, masturbation (f & m)

↳ 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.6k

↳𝖆/𝖓: the first time I read about stepbro! Eren was from @lovelysho​ so shout out to her. Bestie, if you see this let me tell you that yours is 100x better lol. btw, I have more stepbro! Eren material so just wait ´till I show y´all

Your mother just got married again, and you have to move with your new stepfather and stepbrother.

Grisha is not as bad as he seemed the first time you knew him. He is loving and caring with both you and your mother, but Eren, oh my god, Eren is a whole different story. Tall and green eyes, no doubt he knows he is handsome.

Something doesn't look right with him. He is older than you, mature, and bigger in every sense of the word. He is trying too hard to get close to you, he walks with you to school and then leaves because Eren goes to college, he asks you what you want to eat for dinner and even plays a movie for you two to watch when your parents aren't home. He is starting to look like a real big brother, and you are starting to trust in him.

You tell him that you like this boy in your biology class, almost as tall as him, with brown eyes and curly hair he is your type. But Eren looks mad at you after you tell him that. You believe it is because it is the first time you feel something for someone and that he wants to protect you, so you listen to Eren and stop talking with the boys in your class.

And one day, you come home from school when you were sure the house was empty, but you heard strange noises coming from Eren's room, so intrigued, you walk closer and closer to the door, sneaking thru and seeing how he is fucking his hand. Hair stuck to his forehead thanks to the sweat, eyes closed, and lips parted letting manly moans escape from his mouth.

You don't understand why, but you feel your pussy aching when you see him like that, it's painful, and you need to relieve that. Thighs pressing together trying to calm down the sensation, but Eren's dick on his hand makes you feel so hot and sweaty that unconsciously you sit outside his bedroom, and your hand travels to your pussy under the skirt.

Eyes closed, imagining how sexy Eren looks that way, you forgot that he is in his room and let out a needy gasp because you can't control yourself. Confused by the sound he just heard, Eren opens his door and finds you drunk in pleasure while touching your clit in an inexperienced way.

"Do you need help with that?" he asks, voice full of lust and desire because finally, he had the opportunity to fuck his little stepsister. Eren didn't know how many times he had fucked himself thinking about you, thinking about how good your virgin cunt was going to be for him. How good he is going to fill you that would forget about the boys in your classes.

"Please..." you beg, feeling the need to calm your urges because you don't know what is going on with you. You think as Eren is your big brother he must know how you fix you. "Come here, baby," he picks you up from the floor bride style and kisses you on the lips softly.

You look at him shocked. Was it ok for you two to kiss? At the end of the day you were kind of related so you didn't know what to do. Eren smiled at how innocent you looked and placed you on his bed. "Don't worry, ok? Imma take of you, I promise," his voice is soft but velvety, and makes you melt beneath him as you nod. "Now, I'll take these out," he lets you know and takes off your underwear, admiring how wet you are. "look at that pretty pussy of yours, baby" without any warning he kisses your pussy, and makes you arch your back in pleasure.

"E...Eren..." you moan, and your nails sink into his mattress. "Is this ok? I just feel like..." your words were interrupted when his finger started circling your clit. He chuckles. "I'm just taking care of you, remember?" he asks and leans over your to cover your whimpers with a soft and cute kiss. "Doesn't it feel good, baby?" you nod in response, and he smiles at you. "And do you wanna feel better?"

"Yes, please," your needy voice gave him goosebumps. You were so cute and innocent, just for him. "Then let me also take this out," he grabs the hem of your shirt and takes it out, admiring your breasts inside your bra. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asks. His hands travel to your breasts and squeeze them, you couldn't help but moan. "You are beautiful," he affirms and kisses you again.

Your hands and thighs were shaking, and not knowing what to do, your hands travel to his hair in an attempt to deepen the kiss. You feel his smile on your lips. "That's it. Now let me do the job, baby," he speaks softly encouraging you. He lowers again to face your pussy, and his hot breath makes your back arch in pleasure. Eren couldn't believe that this biggest fantasy became real.

Carefully, he started licking your pussy, taking care of every place, and making sure you were enjoying it. His hands caress your thighs just increasing the sensations you were feeling. His tongue swirls around your clit, and you locked your hands on his hair, not wanting him to stop. Of course, Eren would never.

"Eren..." you called his name on a moan. "Eren... It feels-" you wanted to let him know that this was probably the best moment in your life, but it was impossible.

"Feels good?" he asked, eager to make you cum but just not yet. "It's going to feel better," he got out of your legs. Eren was sure that he did prep you enough, so you could take his entire hard dick. "I told you, as your big brother, I'm gonna make you feel great," his lips kissed yours, and placed his hands on your hips, rubbing slowly his dick with your core and covering it with your juices.

"Is it gonna hurt?" you asked. Eyes flooded with fear but lust at the same time, you just wanted Eren to continue. He smiled softly and intertwined your hand with his. "Just a little, but it's worth it, I promise." "Promise?" your innocent and pretty face made Eren wanted to thrust inside you mercilessly, but you were his little girl, so he knew he needed to be careful with you. "Of course, just trust me,"

Without any doubts, you trusted in him, legs apart just for Eren. He made his way inside you slow, feeling how good his dick stretched your tight walls while your nails sunk on his skin trying to calm the uncomfortable sensation. He wanted you to feel good, so his thumb traveled to your swollen clit doing lazy circles, the sudden pleasure giving you goosebumps.

After making sure that his length was inside you in a safe position, he started to thrust at a slow pace, still giving you time to get used to the feeling. You wrapped your legs around his torso to be more comfortable, and unconsciously you started to moan quietly feeling the pleasure of being filled up by Eren.

"Are you ok?" he asked, hoarse voice due to the feeling of his cock hitting your sweet spot. "Do you want me to stop or..."

"No!" you interrupted him. "It feels so fucking good..." you sounded so needy and breathy. "You feel so good."

"Great," a manly moan left his mouth, and his grip on your hands became stronger. "You won't feel this good with no one ever," he talked and sped the pace of his thrusts. Each time, you felt an electric feeling going thru your body, like if you wanted more and more. "If you ever feel needy, just let me know and I'll do something about it, ok?" his hair stuck to his forehead thanks to his sweaty skin. "This is all mine, got it?" he asked, and you nodded, not being able to form a single word. "C'mon baby, let me hear that sweet voice of yours" he commanded. Eren was living the best moment of his life.

"All yours, but-" you answered in between moans. "Fuck, Eren, is too much!" you exclaimed. Your body was starting to feel weak, but you wanted to continue, not being satisfied enough.

"No is not," he assured you. "You are gonna cum, baby," he explained, feeling how your pussy was feeling tighter and tighter. "Cum on my dick, you are such a good girl I could never deny you that," and just like his words were magic, you came. Your juices are all over Eren's dick, and some of them even in his bed. Your high-pitched moans and whimpers drove him crazy near to the edge of cumming, so he pulled out before doing it inside you, covering your abdomen and skirt with his hot white semen.

That was the most satisfying experience you've ever had, but your body was near giving up, and your mind felt dizzy. Eren was concerned about how fucked up you were, so he grabbed a kleenex from the nightstand and cleaned his semen from you, then unzipped your skirt so he could take it off.

"You feeling good, angel?" he asked. He lay on the bed and wrapped one arm around you, drawing you closer to him. "Yeah, just tired and kinda zoned out," you replied, and lay your head on his bare chest. Eren kissed you on the forehead and then smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you"

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– all rights reserved © sofiakirstein 2021.  please do not repost, plagarise, distribute or transtale my work on ANY plataform

[chippedaxe]

Shower Sex Hc's

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Title: Shower Sex Hc's

Warnings: NSFW (Minors DNI), shower sex, coarse language, degrading names may be used, hair pulling, stomach bulge, orgasm denial etc.. (unedited btw)

Pronouns: They/Them non specified genitalia

Synopsis: Headcanons of how sex in the shower with these Mcyt's would go!

Word count: 2.2k

Note: No one requested this but it was an idea that needed to be written! This might be a very long post..

* I'm also still writing everyone's request, pls just be patient <3

If there’s any warnings that I’ve missed/ tags I need to fix/ anything in the fic that needs fixing then pls let me know !!

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c! Dream

- You were standing with your front facing the water, your eyes were closed and your face was buried in water. You were just trying to wash all the dirt off your skin when you suddenly got spooked, a large hand came up and caressed your side which made you jump a little "Huh??" you turned around and saw your hunky boyfriend there "Sorry, did I scare you?" He laughed at your shocked reaction.

"What're you doing in here?? I'm showering!" you exclaimed "So am I! What a coincidence!" He kissed your cheek and rubbed circles into your hips "Dream.. I'm trying to be clean!" you pushed him off you and he faked being hurt "Ouch.. You really hurt my feelings, what did I do to deserve this?" he gasped dramatically "Oh you shut up, you big baby!" you laugh at his silly antics.

Dream offers to wash your back for you and you reluctantly agree "No weird stuff?" you seem suspicious of his behavior "Weird stuff? From me? Never!" he scoffed at you, you already knew that you had made a mistake when he had said that. He squirted some liquid soap into his hand and began to run his hands over your back, it feels like a nice massage until he starts to get even lower.. His hands move down so they're now groping at your butt "Dream, that's a bit low" you growl at him.

"You've got me there, dear!" he chuckles as he continues to gently massage your ass "Are you seriously this horny? You can't even wait for me to clean up before touching me?" You furrowed your eyebrows "I'm horny for you, baby" Dream kissed you and wrapped his arms around your torso. You kissed him back and then moved your hands to feel up his chest, one hand slowly making its way down toward his stomach "You're so good to me, dear, couldn't have anyone better than you.." Dream huffed into your ear.

You took his cock in your hand and you pumped it a few times just so it'd get hard and then you slowly pushed it inside of you, you gasped as it stretched you out and made your legs shake "Oh fuck!" Dream groaned "H- hold me!" you dug your nails into his back as he started to thrust into you. You were already so close to cumming with how he was just railing into you "C- cumming!" you squealed "Already? Fuck! Me too!" Dream bit down on the back of his hand and started fucking you faster "Ah!" you came on his cock.

c! Sapnap

- You walked into the bathroom and saw the outline of Sapnap's figure through the curtain, you bit your lip and began to undress hastily. You dropped your pants to the ground and carefully snuck into the shower behind Sapnap, he didn't even notice until your hands snaked up to caress his chest "Ah.. Baby.." he softly moans as you rub his chest "Mind if I shower with you?" you smile.

“Just showering?" Sapnap smirked "Maybe not just showering" you blushed as you imagined what was going to come, "come here and I'll wash your body for you" Sapnap kissed your forehead. You moved towards him and passed the soap, Sapnap lathered his hands in soap before running his rough hands over your skin.

You let out a hitched moan when his hands brushed over your nipples, he let one of his hands travel down your stomach and to your nether regions "You're already wet? But baby, you didn't go under the water" Sapnap laughed "Don't tease me or I'll dry off and go take care of this myself" you hissed "You're right, sorry baby" he continued his actions and moved his hand to slowly finger you. You whined softly as his fingers thrusted in and out of you gently, your hips bucked against him and you started to grind yourself against his hand but he then pulled out without warning.

You whimpered and cried "Sap!" you pouted, he bent you over slightly and then lined himself up with your hole. You bit your lip in pleasure when he finally pushed in, he grunted as you clenched around his cock "Shit.. Baby, you feel so good!" Sapnap threw his head back and drilled into your sweet hole. You held onto the wall so that you didn't slip in the shower, you moved your hips against his, your free hand flew to cover your mouth.

His cock was absolutely wrecking you and you didn't wanna have to explain your screams of pleasure to the neighbors, Sapnap leaned forward and bit down lightly into your shoulder. You gasped and came with that action, Sapnap came not too long after. "Let's actually get clean now, aye?" Sapnap teased but then quickly had to catch you as your wobbly legs gave way.

c! George

- You offered to shower with George and he hesitated at first "What? Why would we shower together for? We have two bathrooms" George was confused "I could wash your back, maybe wash a little more.." you suggested "Like what?" George still didn't get the idea so you decided to just join him the next time he was showering. You threw your shirt over your head and wiggled off your pants, you then pulled back the curtain to reveal a scared and embarrassed George.

"H- Hey! This showers taken!!" George blushed and turned away "I know, I wanted to shower with you, is that okay?" you give him a hug and your naked bodies press together for just a moment "I- I guess!" George pries you off him and tries to hide away in the corner "George baby, don't you want me to wash you?" you pursed your lips together "I can do that myself!" George exclaimed "I could do it for you though.. I promise I'll be extra gentle" you smile up at him.

George groans and lets you do what you wish, you squeal and cover your hands in soap. You rub his arms first, you bite your lip as you subtly squeeze at his muscly forearm, you then start to caress and wash his torso and chest "George, you're so pretty" you coo as you rinse off the soap. You turn George around and then you start to get on your knees "What're you doing?" George asked you, you moved your hair out of the way and looked up at him "What does it look like? Cleaning you, dummy!" you smiled.

"H-hey no! I know you're doing something lewd!" George cried out as you gave the tip of his cock a little kiss, he grew hard right away and you grinned "You can tell me now if you want me to stop.." you tease him "N- no" George begins to speak "Aw, I've been forcing you into this.." you tease further and begin to stand up to leave but George unexpectedly pushes you down "Suck it" he growls, your eyes go wide at his sudden dominance.

You listen to him immediately, your lips parting and letting his cock push into your mouth. You suck on him gently and you let your tongue swirl around the tip "Fuck, that's real good.." George's hand travels to your hair and he carefully starts to guide your mouth, he wants to fuck your face so bad but he'll hold out on doing that. "Gonna cum.. Gonna shoot my seed down your throat, baby" George grunted and came into your mouth.

You swallowed his cum and pulled off his penis, you looked up at him and wiped your mouth "You think you can get away with teasing me? Get your ass over here and try not to slip" he stared you down.

c! Karl

- Karl wasn’t taking a shower and he was starting to really smell worry you a lot, you came up from behind and hugged him but pulled away when you smelt his odd scent “baby? Why’d you pull away?” He turned around “I wanted to ask if you’d like to shower with me!” You came up with an idea to get him to finally bathe.

“Shower with you? I’m not sure about that, our shower can be a bit cramped” Karl thought to himself “then I guess we’re gonna have to stand pretty close..” you hinted to him, his face blushed a bright red when he figured out what you meant “alright! W- we can do that!” Karl’s voice cracked as he agreed.

You met him in the bathroom, he was already in the shower and waiting for you. You pulled off your outfit of the day and then jumped in behind him, your hands both quickly reacting and covering both his mouth and his cock. He started to moan and whine as your hand pumped his cock “hmmmhn!” His voice was muffled by your hand.

“Baby, gonna cum?” You tease as your hand strokes him a little faster. He nods his head and humps your hand a little bit as he gets closer and closer, you then pull away just as he’s about to cum. “H-Huh??” He’s all whiny and pouting when you move your hands “only clean boys are allowed to cum, clean yourself smelly” you tease him.

c! Punz

- He asked you if you wanted to come shower with him, you had already known the sexual consequences of accepting his offer and you had accepted. Punz had bad intentions with you, he walked into the bathroom and started to strip himself immediately whilst you stood there and watched him "Aren't you gonna undress?" he glanced towards you "oh uh.. Yeah!" you gulped and took your clothes off.

- You got into the shower with him and he started to rinse himself off under the water "Aren't you gonna come here and get wet?" his words even sounded lewd, you shyly made your way over and got under the water. The water ran down your bodies "The water isn't on you properly, get closer like this" he pulls you in so now you two are basically entwined. Your crotch is brushing up against his and you're questioning how he isn't hard yet, you start to slowly grind up on him and you hope that he doesn't notice.

"Look at you being a whore, trying to get off when I was just trying to have a nice shower with you?" He teased, his hand reaching down to toy with your little hole. You whined against his slightly touches "ah.. Please fuck me.." you pawed at his body and he stood there nonchalantly. "You think you deserve it? I was just trying to shower and you started touching me" Punz teased you and crossed his arms.

You nodded desperately “fine, but you have to clean me up!” Punz pretends as if this wasn’t what he had planned, his cock was already hard from the moment he entered the bathroom. You bent over and allowed him to thrust his huge dick inside of you, you gasped and moaned out in pleasure as he was already going rough.

Punz dug his hands into your hip as his balls slapped your ass, his thrusting was making your legs hurt and your stomach bulge. You held onto your tummy and covered your mouth as you felt yourself already about to cum, you warned Punz by tapping the wall “g-hnnn..” your legs shook and you almost fell over when you had came.

c! Eret

- Eret joined you in the shower, her hands washing your hair carefully which made you go into a more blissful mood. You crooked your head back as she gently tugged, you moaned softly when he pulled on your hair by accident "sorry!" you shut your mouth and hoped he wouldn't tease you over that. "Did I hurt you??" Eret asked with a bit of a teasing undertone "N- no, that didn't hurt-" you began to say "Oh, so it felt good?" Eret smirked, you lowered your head and didn't answer.

Eret pulled on your hair again which made you let out a high pitched squeal "Ah!" it sounded almost pornographic, Eret chuckled lightly "I was just trying to wash your hair and here you are making my cock all hard" they showed off their hardened penis. You gulped nervously as you took in his length "shit" you thought to yourself "I'm sorry, please be gentle with me!" you pleaded "You say that as if I'm not normally gentle with you" Eret laughs.

Eret's hands squeeze your hips for a moment before lifting one of your legs up, she then slid their penis inside of your hole "Ah! Fuck!" you howled in pleasure "Does it feel good, baby?" Eret thrusted harshly inside of you. You nod your head as you're trying to keep your noises down "Why don't you speak up?" Eret teased as he started to thrust harder "Ah! F- Fuck! Eret! Eret! Eret!" you put your hands on the wall so that you wouldn't slip, you bit down on your lip as you found it harder to stay quiet.

"FUCK! I'm CUMMING!" you couldn't conceal your screams of pleasure as you came all over their cock, your hole clenched around him and she ended up coming just after you.

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[kxxkiecxre]

ʚ✟⃛ɞAre you calling me a sinner?ʚ✟⃛ɞ

PAIRING: Kim Seokjin x Reader

SUMMARY: If anyone could bare the resemblance of the Devil, it’d be Kim Seokjin himself.

WARNINGS: angst, mutual pining(ig??), violence, smut. Black Swan Jin (yes that requires a warning in itself), language (obvi).

A/N: Lilith is y/n’s fake name BTW.

GENRE: E2L, Villain!Seokjin (kinda?). Smut. Angst. Mafia au.

WC: 3K

There you sat, elegant as ever. Leg on top of the other, a napkin spread across your laps, protecting the soft material against your flesh. Fingers playing with the white table cloth that was placed seamlessly on the round wood. Your red satin dress contrasting your skin almost exquisitely, making it glimmer in a way that even the sun hid, no match for your beauty. Seokjin watched as you conversed with the man sitting across you, smile never reaching your eyes. Your lips a crimson red, the rose on the table that looked pale compared to your lips, looked like it was slightly dying of boredom as well.

You were just about everything and anything to look at, beautiful beyond words, in the darkness with a small low candle eliminating your dark features. Black, sharp brows, black lashes, and tanned skin. Rosey cheeks, and eyes a beautiful shade. You were a dream come through. Many nights Seokjin thought he’d lose his mind, all he could picture was you. And only you. Every time.

It was like a ritual.

Go to bed, close his eyes and picture you. Your eyes, full lips and soft skin, pulled all together in the pleasure he was providing you. Creepy? Yes, he knew that. But Seokjin was a simple man, with a simple infatuation. At least he likes to believe it was simple. Many told him, he was obsessed. With every sense of your being, and sure, maybe he was. But who wouldn’t be? With a woman like you walking this earth, he can’t be the only one absolutely devoted to you.

As if magnets attracting each other, your gaze met his, fox like stare creeping on his skin. You tilted your head slightly, pouty lips pulling into a smirk as if you knew he was here all this time. Licking his lips, and smirking like the devil he was, he got up.

You weren’t blind, of course. You knew Seokjin was a man of beauty.

The say the devil is real, and Seokjin was just that, a reincarnation of the evil. Pulling you into his lair each time, just a little bit further, with his watchful eyes, and full lips, any woman was bound to be on their knees. Except you weren’t just any woman. You were his right hand ‘man’. Dipped your fingers in, worked your charm and left the dirty job for the boss of course. A beautiful pair, aren’t you?

“So,” the elder man wiped his mouth, obviously falling for your little game, “Lilith, are we ready?”.

With a smirk and bath of your lashes, your voice smooth like silk, you decided it was time to end the game, “whenever you are”.

Giving your last stare to Seokjin as the man opposite you reached into his jacket, you let your eyes trail down his body, leaning against the canister of the rooftop, in his all black suit, hair styled just the way he liked it and features prominent, he looked all too tempting. Unfair.

Raising your brow at him as if to say, “game time”, he licked his lips and took the last sip of his wine, nodding his head gently at you to continue with your job. To which, of course, you did.

Rule Number One: never disobey Seokjin during working hours.

“Shall we?” The elder man reached his hand out to you, offering to help you up.

As graceful as an Angel, you took his hand, standing up to your full height. Legs slender and absolutely ravishing. Seokjin was finding it difficult to breathe, especially when you looked as mouth watering as you did right now.

Rule Number Two: Do Not Distract Seokjin.

Simple as a dime right? Yet all you seemed to do was distract him, and he could not afford to be distracted when it regards a job. Especially when that job involves you. He’d never actually voice that out, it would be far too giving. You’d figure him out in a heartbeat and Seokjin can’t let you get too close, because if you do, all hell will break loose.

Rule Number Three: Never let the pawn get too close.

Three simple rules, that you seemed to find a way to break at least one of them each time. It amused Seokjin, to a certain extent. If you didn’t put yourself in more danger, then it was okay, if you crossed the line, he went feral. If you so much as put at least one strand of your hair in danger, he’d go absolutely ballistic. Eliminating everything and everyone in his way. Shutting himself out.

The boys couldn’t understand at first, but they figured him out sooner than he presumed.

Right now, right now you were tethering that line.

Seokjin watched as you let the man hug your waist, get too close, if he just so much as turns his head 10 degrees to the left he’ll see your ear piece, if he just lowers his hand by 20 centimetres he’ll feel the knife that’s tucked to your lower back. And if you let him get far too close, like touch your thigh, which he is, he’ll find the gun strapped to your upper thigh.

He saw your slight panic, you covered it well, but he knew you better than the back of his hand. He saw the way your eyebrows raised for just a split second, the way your eyes widened and your breath quickened when the man hugged you tighter.

And like he knew it would happen, the elder lowered his hand on your waist. At the feel of the bump in your back his brows raised, concern flashing his eyes but somehow you got him convinced that everything’s okay, Seokjin died a little when the man doubted you for a fraction of a second, but as soon as you left the rooftop, and into the dark hallway of Seokjins restaurant, you pulled the gun from your strap and held it to the man’s head.

“Walk with me, keep quiet and you won’t die” you whispered in your sickeningly sweet voice.

Taking the usual route to your little dirty room, you heard him walk behind you. His gaze burning holes into your head and you knew you were gonna get a mouthful for breaking the rules. Cursing under your breathe you opened the door, guiding Mr. Choi to the seat. Once Taehyung had him restrained. You calmed down, shooting a look to Taehyung. Warning him to not mess with Seokjin right now, and he understood within seconds.

“Ah Mr. Choi,” Seokjin walked in, tall and beautiful as he is, he carried a dark aura into the room, not that it didn’t have one before, he just seemed to amplify it.

“Go to hell Seokjin” Mr.Choi spat, eyes wide and frightened.

“Long time no see hm?” Seokjin smiled menacingly, “I see you fell for our little minx here” Seokjin trailed behind you, pressing his chest just slightly against your back, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear and cupping your chin, “she’s quite the Angel isn’t she? She’s our greatest weapon, the greatest weakening of men,” he chuckled, an evil smile playing on his face “women too” he winked.

“Fuck your whore and fuck you too” Mr.Choi grumbled, rattling against the chair as Taehyung looked at Seokjin for permission, Seokjin nodded and Taehyung opened the door beside him, were the youngest yet the cruelest of you all hid.

“Hello Choi,” Jungkook smirked, bouncing his eyebrows up and down as he kneeled down to Mr Choi’s level, “I wish I could say I’m sorry, but I’m not”. He blew his first punch, right under Choi’s jaw, and like clock work, Yoongi emerged from the same door as Jungkook, ushering you out of the room and to follow him, passing Namjoon on the way out he shoots you a wink, smirking at you, the gun he held in his hand Matte black, K.S.J initials engraved on the side you knew whose gun that was, of course you did. You also knew that Mr Choi is about to go through hell, but thankfully Seokjin keeps you out of that. Doesn’t let the blood seep onto your hands. Ever.

Just a couple of hours later, you hear the front door opening, the chatter of the boys filling the hallway downstairs, and as you sat on your bed getting ready to get a mouthful from Seokjin, your bedroom door opened.

“Are you insane?” Is the first thing you hear as the door behind him shuts. Anger fuming from his body like steam from a kettle.

“Oh drop it Seokjin,” you sighed, getting up of the bed, still in your evening dress shoes and makeup, “I had it under control”, walking around to the dresser you began taking your earrings off.

He scoffs, clearly not amused with your current attitude, standing behind you and staring you down through the mirror, he takes your hair behind your shoulders, fingers ever so lightly touching your neck, “is that what you call control Y/N?”

Frozen like a statue, you watch as something dark sparks in his eyes, intimidation and lust. He smirks, tilting his head slightly while his finger traced from your neck, to your collarbone, “do you want to see real control?”.

Quiet like a mouse, you didn’t dare say a word, watching him like a hawk as he slipped his suit jacket off, throwing it on the chair beside your dresser, “real control baby,” he continued to mumble in your ear, rolling up the sleeves of his white button up, “is when the most mouthiest, brattiest, attitude filled woman, suddenly turns quiet like a mouse hm?”

“Fuck you, Jin” you whispered, quite clearly affected by his sultry tone and words.

“I’m getting to that babe,” he chuckled lowly, watching your lips part, “patience my little Lilith”.

You weren’t sure how to react, because till this day, all you and Seokjin did was bicker, constantly. Both of you had to have the last word, hating letting the other win. So you thought your little sexual desire for him was unreturned, at least, he never made it clear he was interested, in, well, that way.

You weren’t opposed to it though. Naturally, your body readily ignited the second his presence was behind you, his cologne filling up your nostrils, the smell you came to absolutely adore. He was steadily filling up every atom of your being, flooding you like a tsunami, wetness pooling between your legs and electricity sparking as if short circuiting because of it. And yet he barely even did anything, matter of fact, this was barely the beginning.

“You looked ravishing today,” he kissed your hair, nuzzling his nose in your scent, “like always actually”.

The butterflies, as cliche as it sounds, would not let up. Buzzing around in your stomach like they’re desperate to fly out, desperate to be free. His kiss peppered from your hair, to your ear, cheek, jaw and then your neck, small little soft kisses.

“May I?” He fiddled with the zipper on your dress, asking for your permission to take the unnecessary barrier off.

You nodded, watching as he shook his head ‘no’, “words baby”.

“Yes” you didn’t hesitate, the blush steadily filling your cheeks a nice red hue.

And almost robotically, he got to it straight away. Pulling the zipper down effortlessly, he played with the straps of the dress, looking at you threw the mirror as your gaze never faltered from his, staring so deeply into each other’s eyes it was almost like you were trying to get into each other’s minds. Almost like you wanted to see what was going on in that pretty little head of his.

Slipping the red satin of your shoulder and body, he took a step back, appreciating the work of gods. Boldly, you decided not to wear a bra, breasts perky and on display. A red thong the only form of lingerie you had on, that and the garter belt still wrapped around your upper thigh, where it would normally hold your matte pink gun. Your own initials engraved on it, a work of Jin.

Slowly his fingers trailed up your arms, feather like touch raising goosebumps on your skin. He pressed himself tighter against you, watching as your pulse point, right between your collarbones, quickened. The way your lips widened and eyes hooded in lust.

“I’m barely touching you baby,” he kissed your jaw, voice husky and deep, “and yet you’re already falling apart for me” clearly, he found you amusing right about now.

His hand trailed from your shoulder, to your collarbone, to your chest, and finally, the valley of your breasts, your quickened shallow breathes a fuel to his performance. As if you were revving him up, the way, your eyes fluttered, head rested against his shoulder and mouth agape, all simply from his twirling your nipple under the pad of his thumb, and you were crumbling right in his hold. A slight kiss to your neck, a small suck, and you were desperate, calling out his name, begging him, to touch you, ease the pressure that was building in your stomach.

“Patience,” he tsk’d, his long finger dragging gently from where your ribs cage met, down to your thong, “that’s not quite up your alley huh?”

“Please Seokji-“ just a little graze against your clothed cunt and you were choking on your words.

He played you like a fiddle, small little graze’s, muttering praises in your ear, and leaving more hickeys on your neck and you were his. All his. Almost like you gave yourself away, ready to marry this god forsaken devil on the spot.

He loved watching you crumble against him, just by playing with your tight little cunt, thumb pressing against your clit and rubbing slow circles, torturing you.. punishing you. He revelled in the way you cried out his name, gripped onto his hand and choked on your moans as you gushed onto his palm.

“That’s it baby,” he kissed below your ear, “that’s it”.

Coming down from your high, he kissed the corner of your lips. Tantalising you by pecking your face all around except your lips, it was agonising. Cruel. You wanted to feel his soft plush flesh against yours, and he denied you. Too much. You turned around, face him, watching as he sighed lightly, tilting his head to the side and looking down at you.

“Not enough?” He asked, aware now that all boundaries were crossed. To hell with them anyway, who could he be if he didn’t at least get to see you unravel for him about a hundred time.

You shook your head no, his arms cage your body each side as he leaned closer, his scent melting you at a boiling point, “tell me what you want”.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you tangled your fingers in his black hair, “kiss me” your voice merely a whisper, eyes never leaving his lips.

A slight smirk formed on his face, inching closer and closer to you, both of your eyes dancing between your lips and orbs, mutually pining one another, testing each other, who’ll break first? And just like he knew he would, he gave in. Engulfing your mouth with his own, slowly moulding into a perfect fit. It was irrational, quick, yet perfectly steady. From the second he walked in, it took no longer than five minutes for both of you to break. To give in to the devils curse, and maybe it was a mistake, but should mistakes feel this good? Feel this amazing? Should they make every muscle inside you rattle with vibrations? How come good doesn’t taste as good as him being buried deep inside of you. Burrowing in and out, steadily. Did good ever make anyone sweat the way he makes you sweat right now? Does good hurt so fucking nice it makes you want to keep him tucked inside of you for forever? Mistakes are the most tasteful when done with the right person, and he was every bit the other half for this.

Your breathes mingled, hung in the air like unspoken promises. Moans intertwining and making memories, bodies flush hot and sweaty. This was every bit the sin you could imagine. He was every bit the devil you knew him as. And he fucked good, so good. The dresser below your ass shook, smacking against the walls, his pace quickening and your legs wrapping around his body like a vice, begging him to stay there forever. To keep you bruised up and full like this for eternity. He was the type of man your mother warned you off. The type of one that tamed demons, and spooked the king of hell. The type your father would protect you from, but good god was he perfect. And just as your last strained moans pitched, you unraveled within each other. Covering one another in pleasure.

It was tasteful, lingering on your tongue for days, every time you met his eyes you’d be reminded, every time you looked at the dresser you’d see yourself getting pounded by him in multiple positions. It was cultured beyond comprehension. He was far too good, and so you came back, stark naked in front of himself.

He quirked his brow, setting his phone on the beside table and questioning you with his deep gaze, “a repeat?”

“Yes”

“You’re a little devil huh?” He chuckled, letting you climb on top of him, straddling his waist.

“Are you calling me a sinner?”

A/N: just a quick little something I whipped up in literally all of five seconds, (jk it took two hours lol) obviously not edited because honestly who even edits lmao.

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Your grace! Bless us with a Natasha x reader where the team is invited to a wedding by a close friend of Tony’s. Then when the bridal bouquet is thrown, the bride throws it too hard where reader accidentally catches it and the team is just going “Oooooh!” And reader is like “I’m not even in a relationship!” But the team know in secret that reader and Natasha have feelings for each other but are too dumb to know. Just funniness and fluff! 🥰😍 (Your writing is brilliant btw!)

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it’s a wedding thing

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

^idk Nat, you tell me^

Summary: When the Avengers get invited to a close friend of Tony's wedding, what hidden feelings will surface? What relationships will bloom? Who will be the next bride?

Warnings: none!

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“Alright gang, this one’s for all of us, we all listening?”

A cluster of ‘yes’ ‘go on’ ‘come on Tony’ filled the room, everyone eager to hear what the fancy envelope held inside. It was amusing to watch Tony take advantage of everyone’s excitement, slowly peeling the envelope, gasping when he pulled the letter out of the casing slightly, not letting anyone else see what was written on it.

You, Natasha and Wanda all seemed to share a look of amusement at the dramatics and the almost visible frustration coming off of everyone. It was like watching children try to wait patiently for sweets in a shop, almost completely off of their seats. It wasn’t until Tony noticed that Pepper was giving him a warning look, that he, begrudgingly, hurried up and announced what was written on the letter.

“Wow. Caleb’s getting married.” He spoke, eyebrows raised in surprise. “And he’s invited the team.”

“Well, I’m not going.” A voice spoke from the corner of the room, clearly un-amused by what was currently going on.

“Luckily for you, I don’t see ‘reindeer games’ anywhere on the invitation. So you’re off the hook.” He replied with a tight lipped smile, Thor had been visiting recently to see Jane and pay the avengers a visit and wanted to bring Loki to meet her.

‘A pleasant trip’ Thor said.

‘A living hell’ Tony corrected.

It got a laugh out of the team though. Nat and I especially. We’d spent the last couple of nights in each other’s bedrooms, making a list about our favourite moments through the day where Tony and Loki clashed, making stupid insults towards the other. I think it’s safe to say that we went through multiple bags of popcorn over the nights, though you were both thankful it was there, it was the only thing muffling the laughter, if it hadn't, you’re almost certain the entire compound would have woken up at the sound of our laughter.

You nudged Natasha’s side gently, the bicker between the two men still continuing.

“Hey, Nat.” She turned and tilted her head questioningly.

“So we know how a physical fight between those two worked out. But, if they had to compete in a rap battle, who do you think would win?”

Her face immediately lit up, eyes sparkling which only enhanced their beauty, you could almost feel the cogs turning in her head, trying to go through every logical option.

“Well. Loki seems pretty well spoken, so vocabulary wise, I think he’d be strong. But Tony is sarcastic which can help with quick quips. But then again, Loki-”

“Hey lovebirds, Romanoff, Y/L/N” Tony clicked his fingers, earning himself a pair of eyerolls at the term he’d used. “Anything you wanna share with the team, or can we move on?”

“Actually-”

“Overridden. Moving on.”

You looked towards Natasha, snickering slightly at how blunt he’s being, Loki having found his way under his skin again. A part of you felt bad for the man, but that feeling is soon replaced by amusement. It was obvious Nat felt the same way, her sharing the same expression as you, although, you could hide yours much better. She had to physically put her hand over her mouth in the hopes the man wouldn’t notice her.

“So, the wedding is next week, a little short notice but when do we ever have enough notice, who’s in?”

Looking around the room, there were a handful of nods, each looking to see who else was going to go. You looked towards Nat again to see if she was planning on attending, only to find her already staring at you.

“So Y/L/N, up for a wedding?”

“It would be a nice change of pace. Are you going?”

“Only if you are” You blushed slightly at the response.

“Better get your nicest dress on Romanoff.” You winked, her turn to blush and focus back on what the rest of the group was saying.

“It’s probably easy if I list couples first on the RSVP and then the singles.” Tony took a glance around the table, mentally taking note of those who had shown signs of agreement. “So there’ll be Wanda and Vision, Legolas and his wife, Romanoff and Y/L/N, Thor and Jane-” You felt your face morph into one of confusion.

“Woah woah, Tony, back up, what did you say?”

“Thor and Jane, they’re-”

“Before that.”

“I’ve said this before Y/N, Legolas isn’t actually real. I meant Clint.”

“Very funny.” He held a proud smirk. “Romanoff and I aren’t a couple”

You wish.

“That’s not what Rogers said when he saw you both cuddling up on the sofa last night.” Before you had a chance to look in Steve’s direction, you could practically feel the daggers Nat was sending him, making his face cringe slightly and his back straighten.

“That’s what Rogers said, is it?” She spoke, tilting her head in question. You knew she was partly joking, but you’d still decided to intervene before anyone lost any limbs.

“My head fell onto her shoulder when I dozed off during our movie. It wasn’t ‘cuddling’ , thank you very much.” You laughed, internally wishing that Steve’s words were true.

“See? So cut it out.” Steve put his hands up in surrender, despite having a cheeky grin on his face.

“Okay okay. Fine!” The billionaire said, writing something on the envelope. “I’ll just put ‘couple pending’” He muttered

“Stark!”

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You and the girls had just come back from dress shopping, all three of you had spent the whole day in and out of different shops, hours in dressing rooms and your voices were almost completely gone with how often you were telling each other, ‘that looks stunning’ ‘that’s the one!’ and the most common one by the end of the trip; ‘please just pick a dress so we can go home and nap’. That one was from our very own black widow, her patience wore a little thin after 8 hours of staring at dresses.

You had gone through all the colours and styles while you were out, ranging from classy jumpsuits to figure hugging dresses that felt like a second skin. Wanda and Natasha had chosen their dresses and were eager to find you one, and what a mission that was.

“I promise you, we’re not going home until we find this dress, okay?”

“Wanda’s right. We’ll stay out until they all shut if we have to. But, let’s make that a last resort.” Natasha eyed you both warily.

You’d been walking around for hours now. Each dress you tried on had potential, but there was always something that didn’t sit right with you. It was either too baggy, too tight, the cut wasn’t appealing, the length wasn’t ideal, it was starting to feel hopeless. You’d even suggested just going in your pyjamas, but Wanda’s death glare had made it clear that wasn’t an option.

You and Natasha were both dragging your feet, Wanda still having a slight spring in her step as you walked into the final shop and picking up a couple of dresses before then going into the dressing room to try them on.

The first two were okay, but you weren’t a fan. Then there was the third one. The third one was a gorgeous Y/F/C dress that fell just past your knees, it had thin straps and the skirt was simple and loose so that when you spun around in it, you felt like a princess. You looked in the mirror and you adored the reflection, you still wanted the others opinions though, though you didn’t doubt that they’d feel the same way.

Pulling the curtain back and gaining their attention from where they were looking elsewhere, you smiled when you saw their reaction, more specifically, Natasha’s. Wanda was complimentary, walking up and feeling the fabric, gushing about how beautiful you looked, but you barely heard it, too focused on the redhead sitting in front of you, her eyes glazed over and her jaw almost on the floor, completely zoned out on you.

“This dress is it, Y/N, you have to get it! Nat? What do you think?” Her head shook, bringing herself back to reality and briefly meeting your eyes, only to quickly dart between You, Wanda and your dress in an attempt to compose herself.

“Yeah, I mean, wow, you look- wow.” Her hands flailed in your direction. You’d knocked the assassin speechless. Wanda rolled her eyes playfully at the interaction. She’d known about you and Nat’s feelings for each other for a month or two now, silently cursing the both of you when there was an opportunity to confess, yet never did. It was obvious to the rest of the team, why were neither of you picking up on it?

Keeping quiet, she ushered you back into the changing room, much to Natasha’s relief, both because she wanted to head back to the compound and she wasn’t sure how much longer she would’ve lasted seeing you standing there looking literally flawless. She always thought you looked amazing, but there was something about the way you looked in front of her just then that made her brain feel like a haze.

It was pretty safe to say,

You bought the dress.

Collapsing on your bed, dropping your bags to the side and letting out a loud sigh, you heard your door shut and someone fall into the chair by the window. You already knew who it was.

“I’m exhausted.” The woman groaned, rubbing her hands up and down her face to attempt to physically remove the tiredness from her body.

“Sorry for dragging you around for so long, I just-”

“Hey, no, don’t apologise for that. We all said we’d find the perfect dress, and it was worth the wait.” Heat rose to your cheeks at her words.

“You really think I looked good?”

Natasha could sense your underlying tone of doubt, unsure as to why you would doubt her opinion, she’d always been honest with you. Nonetheless, she heaved herself out of her seat and made her way to the end of the bed, kneeling down so that your now sat up figure could look down into her eyes, with her hands on each side of your face to focus you on her and her alone.

“I wouldn’t lie to you, okay? You looked incredible and I'm sure you’ll look even better at this wedding on Saturday, if that’s even possible.” You let out a small chuckle at her words as a smile made its way onto her face.

“You’ll be the prettiest one there.”

“Better not tell the Bride you said that, Nat.” She laughed, looking down for only a few seconds before looking at you again.

“We’ll make that our secret.” You nodded in silent agreement, grateful that she’d made you feel so reassured.

“Thank you, Tasha.”

“You’re more than welcome, sweetheart.” She replied.

You were so lost in her words, you hadn’t realised how close her face had gotten to yours, and how her eyes swapped between your eyes and your lips. You didn’t realise how she subconsciously had kept edging towards you, hands trembling a little with every inch closer she gets.

She wanted to kiss you. Every nerve in her body was almost electrified with the temptation to just move her lips over yours and become one. Her pulse raced, almost to prepare her for doing so. Which is why she wanted to kick herself with a pair of her highest heels when she uttered her next words.

“We should get some sleep.”

You broke out of your trance, jumping backwards slightly when noticing limited space between you both. You awkwardly coughed as she stood, heading back over to her chair to grab her bag and return to her room.

“Yeah, yeah of course. Big today, rest is probably a good idea.” You both nodded, she was already one foot out of the door when she gave you a small ‘goodnight’ and left, not waiting to hear you say it back.

Just like you hadn’t realised her actions early, you were oblivious to her hitting her head off of the wall in the corridor just outside of your room, wondering why she’d backed away. Where was Thor’s hammer when you needed to knock some sense into yourself? She thought before dragging herself back to her room where she would fall asleep, unable to get you out of her head.

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“Right! Headcount before we go in! And I want us all on our best behaviour Avengers, this is a wedding” Steve had completely lost you after ‘Headcount’. Not only are most of you fully grown adults, sorry Peter, but he seems to be oblivious to the fact that some of you were wearing high heels, and patience in high heels had an expiry date.

“Y’know, if he doesn’t let us in soon, I’m not afraid to threaten him with his own shield.” You heard a whisper just behind your ear, smirking at the comment.

“I’ll join you.” You answered, Bruce and Clint sharing a knowing look from afar when watching the two of you have your own quiet conversation, though short lived when they saw Natasha’s head move in their direction, their gaze coming to a halt so as to avoid any conflict with their teammate.

You guys could try to hide it all you want, but your entire team knows better than that, they just had to wait it out until you both finally admitted it to the other.

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You and the Avenger’s were currently sitting at a guest table, now in the reception part of the evening. The ceremony was beautiful, the bride wore a crisp white ball gown with her makeup and hair done to perfection, the groom looking like a prince in his black tux and a look full of adoration towards his wife to be painted on his face.

Their looks weren’t the best part of it though. The clothes and the accessories were lovely, of course. But all you could focus on was the love shared between them as they shared their vows telling the other how they believed they were each other's soulmate, and that they promised to always be the other’s rock. You’d found yourself with tears in your eyes, barely able to appreciate the sight with how blurry your vision was now. They finally fell when they said their ‘I do’s’, feeling only happiness for the newlyweds.

Although marriage hadn’t been something you always thought about, you’d hoped that you would meet your special someone and settle down, retire from the missions, the battles, the superhero lifestyle and just be with your soulmate for the rest of your days.

Despite not being a couple, whenever you thought of the person you wanted to spend the rest of your time with, there was only one person that came to mind. And she stood right in front of you throughout the ceremony, comforting a sobbing demi-god while he was also trying to explain to Vision why he was in floods of tears.

Music filled the room, upbeat, but calm enough for the couples on the dancefloor to sway gently to the beat, soft lights occasionally shining on them as they danced, the bride and groom being one of them. You smiled gently at the sight, feeling dreadfully single with all of the love in the room, but grateful that you could see so many people look so content and in love with their significant other.

An elbow could suddenly be felt in your side, pulling you from your thoughts to instead be met with gorgeous green eyes and a bold red smirk.

“Penny for your thoughts?” She leaned in, curiosity clouding her mind.

“Nothing much up there really.” You glanced back at the dance floor quickly. “I’m just happy to see everyone so happy.”

Natasha followed your direction of where you were looking, an idea soon popped into her head. She was going to ask you to dance.

Her mouth opened to speak, but as if it was done on purpose, a ‘screech’ echoed in the ballroom, catching everyone’s attention, including taking yours away from hers.

“We’re taking a break from dancing for a minute folks, It’s time for the bride to throw the bouquet!” He announced, soon followed by shrieks and the sound of feet padding on the wooden floor, women all gathering in a small bunch, huddled together as if their lives depended on it as the men all returned to their seats, shaking their heads at the commotion.

Not really wanting to take part, you turned back around again.

“Sorry Nat, what were you-”

“Y/N!” Your head fell as you were interrupted by a very excited Maximoff.

“Y/N! C’mon! We need to do the bouquet toss!” She started to pull you up, refusing to listen to any excuse you could possibly conjure up to avoid having to take part.

Giving the team a desperate look, hoping someone will help you escape, you’re instead met with encouraging and amused faces, including Natasha’s a clear indication that not a single person was going to help you. Traitor’s.

With a half serious eye roll, you quickly grabbed your glass of champagne and kicked off your heels, heading towards the group of screaming women basically crawling on top of one another when the bride was barely up on the ‘stage’ yet. You let Wanda wander off into the group but remained towards the back, sipping from your glass and sending the occasional sneaky glare towards your table.

“You guys ready?” The bride yelled, only to be met with more screams and a faint chorus of ‘yes’ heard among it as they all threw their hands higher. Wanda saw you were just stood there, and subtly used her powers to raise your hand, earning loud laughs and cheers from the Avengers, taking great joy in the scene unfolding in front of them.

“Okay! Three...Two..”

You kept your arm up, pretending to be enthusiastic about the toss, when you realistically didn’t really expect much from these kinds of traditions. What you definitely hadn’t expected, was for your figure to stumble backwards as you suddenly felt petals and stems in your palm, a faint feeling of silk brushing against your thumb as your fingers wrapped around the item.

You almost spat out your champagne, eyes widening in shock as you looked to see the arrangement of flowers in your grip, looking up to see women both disheartened and elated at your catch. How the hell had you managed that? You were literally the farthest person away, and on your own! You must’ve been set up. Okay, a bit of a stretch, but still!

“WOOO, Y/L/N IS GETTING MARRIED!”

“WHO’S THE LUCKY SOMEONE Y/N?”

“Y/N CAUGHT THE FLOWERS, Y/N CAUGHT THE FLOWERS.”

The bride noticeably laughed at your friend’s cheers, she hadn’t meant to throw it that far back, her arm just kinda went full force, but seeing the reaction it caused, she didn’t regret it. She didn’t even regret it when she saw the look of embarrassment on your face, as it was soon replaced with a contagious beam as you walked towards them again, a very proud Wanda in tow,

“Guys! Guys! I’m not even in a relationship! I highly doubt i’m the next woman in this room to get married.” You joked

“Well, I wouldn’t be so sure.” Sam laughed “Romanoff, you got an engagement ring handy?” He yelped as a peanut from the centre of the table was thrown at him, and of course with being a trained assassin, Nat had hit him right in the centre of his forehead, earning a dramatic noise of pain to leave his mouth.

These guys will be the death of you.

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After some teasing, the room had filled once again with happy couples dancing, now including some you were very familiar with, one being a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist and his CEO wife, and another being an Asgardian with his Midgardian girlfriend, both gently moving side to side in time with the music.

Letting out a content sigh, you were met once again with the flowers, however, this time, they weren’t on the table, but were held by a gorgeous woman in a flawless navy dress.

“So, I know we aren’t a couple, but, would the future bride like to dance?” She asked, you let out a content sigh, pretending to think it over for a minute.

“Y’know what, I would, thank you for your kind offer.” You took the hand she’d held out for you and led you to the dance floor. While her hands went to your waist, gently tugging you closer, your arms went around her neck, hands interlocking behind her as you, like the others you’d admired all even, swayed.

You’re unsure when it happened, much like a time before, but your head had made its way onto your dance partner's shoulder, your body following suit as it left no room between the two of you, though you weren’t complaining. Neither was the fellow Avenger.

It was peaceful for a period of time, the only sound being the slow music and a quiet chatter of people across the floor. It wasn’t long before you heard the red head above you whisper in your ear once again.

“You really do look amazing tonight, Y/N.” You raised your head so it was directly opposite hers, sending her an appreciative gaze.

“That future fiance of yours is lucky.” She winked.

“Hilarious” You scoffed, fully aware of her humorous tone.

“I know, sometimes I amaze even myself with my jokes.”

“Well, it really is funny, because I honestly don’t see myself getting married anytime soon.” Nat’s eyebrows raised in what could almost be described as confusion.

“And why is that? Do you not want to get married?” Her hands started grazing up and down your waist, like she was comforting you, but really she was bracing herself for what was incoming.

“No, no it’s not that. I just..”

“Just?”

“I don’t think the person i’m interested in, is necessarily interested in me.” Her heart dropped. So you did have someone of interest. She pushed the sinking feeling to the side quickly so that she could respond.

“Right, and why is that?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen them make a move. I thought it’d be obvious. I think it has been to some others.” Your eyes wandered, lingering for longer than what was probably appropriate, on Natasha’s plump lips, wondering if you’d ever get to experience what it’d be like to feel them on yours.

This time, Natasha didn’t miss it. She would’ve blamed it on alcohol, saying that she must’ve just imagined it, but she had only consumed a few drops all evening, being too entranced by you didn’t leave much room for hydration. She hadn’t been more thankful, because it made a light bulb go off in her head as the pieces came together in her head of who you were referring to. She didn’t make a move the other night. It was obvious to the team. How could she have been so blind?

You didn’t see it coming, even when your chin was held in her grasp and you saw her face leaning in towards yours, the reality only hitting you when you finally felt what you’d been wanting to feel for the last months, right now. Your surroundings had just disappeared, the only thing that was running through your head, was the way her lips were moving against yours, and the way her lips tasted faintly of vanilla, and how she smelled like her floral perfume she wore for special occasions.

Whooping and cheering brought you both back from your bubble with just the two of you, your head falling just below her chin, her hand stroking your back as you could feel her chuckle bubbling where your head lay. Well, hid. Her arms had muffled their comments, but you had an idea of what they were, probably a mixture of ‘finally!’, ‘i knew it!’ and you’re almost certain you heard a ‘You owe me 20 bucks.’, that one making you shake your head.

Remaining in your hiding spot, that wasn’t very well hidden, but was keeping your bright red face to yourself, a pair of familiar lips lingered right beside your head.

“So, about that bouquet..”

You weren’t getting married, but by the end of the night, you definitely didn’t feel so dreadfully single as you had earlier.

taglist: @the-dumbass-that-throws-knives

[m00nchild-02]

Daisies | jjk (m)

pairing: jungkook x reader

rating: 18+

word count: 7.2k

genre: strangers to lovers, flower boy au, smut, fluff

summary: As a college student desperately looking for a part time job to earn some money you bump into the opportunity to work at a cute little flower shop nearby. Never did you ever think you would fall in love with the owner’s handsome son, Jeon Jungkook.

warnings: smut, oral sex (f receiving), teasing, praising, dirty talk, penetrative sex (Never forget to wrap that willy first before using it kiddos), fingering, very soft dom Jungkook (He’s a real gentleman in this story :’))

a/n: Hello, hello! This is your favourite autor here! This is my first story on Tumblr here (I’ve made stories on Wattpad before so I’m familiar with writing ffs) I hope you love my first jjk one shot on here and give it a lot of support.

enjoy reading!

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“Please Mrs Oh! I really need this job. If you want I can even come work at Sunday’s and Saturday’s!” You pleaded the woman in front of you, hoping she would give you another chance. After looking for a job for a good two months you finally found one at a local cafe but today it seems like you really fucked up.

“I’m sorry y/n but it has already been the 5th glass these past weeks and the second plate you’ve dropped just now. I know you’re a nice girl and have good intentions but a job as waitress just doesn't seem to fit you.” She explained to you. You sighed and looked down. She’s right. You’re not one of the handiest and you have dropped some stuff on the ground before. Maybe a job as waitress indeed didn't fit you that well. You took off your apron and gave it to Mrs Oh. “Sorry for the glasses and the plates..” You said softly, taking your defeat.

“I’ll pay you at the end of the week and I’ll give you some extra so you'll be able pay your rent this month.” You nodded. “Thank you, Mrs Oh.” You said as you bow at the older lady. “I hope you find another job soon.” She said.

You nodded and smiled at her before you walked towards the entrance of the cafe. “Me too Mrs Oh. Me too...”

And just like 3 weeks ago you started looking for a job again. You really needed a part time job. Your parents promised to pay your first year of rent when you went to college but you both agreed you would pay rent the remaining years following after. You had been in college for already two years, your third year starting next month. The first year you had to pay your own rent went very well. Your mom helped you to find a decent and well paid job at a bakery. But sadly the bakery went bankrupt two months ago so that’s why you were in desperate need of finding a new job. Then you found the sweet lady Mrs Oh but again you had to get fired. Not this time because of a bankruptcy but because you’re too clumsy when it comes to fragile stuff.

A week passed by and you still had nothing. You went to local stores, supermarkets, bakeries, butcheries, ... But no one seemed to need a part timer at the moment.

As you were making your way through the streets you decided to go take a break from searching and go for a drink at the old cafe you still worked at a week ago.

“If it isn’t our y/n!” Mrs Oh said as she walked over towards your table. “How are you girl? Already found something new?” She asked. You shook your head. “Not yet, but I’m looking.” You answered. “Aigoo,” She said. “I hope you’ll find something soon. You’re such a sweet girl. Now, what can I get you?”

“A latte, please.” You answered her. “A latte coming right up!” She said before disappearing to get some other orders and then go make your drink.

After a few minutes she came back with your drink. “Here you go sweetie.”  She said as she placed the hot latte in front of you. “Thank you.” She didn’t go away when you thanked her. Instead she went to sit down opposite you. “I would like to help you y/n. I know you’ve only worked here for two/three weeks but you’re a good person and you deserve to be helped.” She said. Then she took out a card and slide it over the table towards you. “Jeon’s Greenhouse..” You read aloud. “A flower shop?” You asked her. She nodded. “I know the owner, Mrs Jeon. She’s a nice woman but lately she get’s a lot of requests for bouquets and other stuff. I’m sure she could use some help. Maybe you could go check there?”

You looked at the card in your hands, nervously fiddling with the edges. A flower shop. It didn’t sound that bad. And from looking at the address it’s also pretty close to where you live. Maybe you could give it a shot yeah. “Thank you so much Mrs Oh. I’ll never forget your kindness.” You said as she smiled at you. “You’re welcome sweetie.” She said as she stood up and went back to work.

Once you finished your latte you wanted to pay but Mrs Oh refused to take your money, saying it’s on the house. You thanked her again for everything before going back home to your apartment. Once there you took the little card out of your pocket and looked at it again. There was also a phone number and email written on the back. “I’ll call tomorrow and see how it goes.” You told yourself. Today had been a long day and you sure needed some rest after looking for a job all day.

The next day you found yourself in front of the cute little flower shop. Jeon’s Greenhouse. You called the owner this morning and like Mrs Oh said, she was a really nice woman. She invited you over immediately after talking a bit on the phone, wanting to meet you in person. And so you ended up here in front of her flower shop.

You walked in, a little bell ringing as you opened the door. You walked passed the many flowers and bouquets before ending up at the counter of the shop. A few daisies put in a vase next to the till. You softy brushed your fingertips over the small flowers. “They’re beautiful aren't they?” You looked up as a voice spoke. A middle aged woman standing in the doorway behind the counter, giving you a sweet smile. You smiled back at her. “Yes, they are.”

“In a few weeks they’ll be everywhere in the fields on the country side. It’s beautiful to go watch and take some pictures there.” She said as she walked closer. “You must be y/n, right?” She asked. You nodded. “Nice to meet you y/n. My name is Mrs Jeon but feel free to call me whatever you want. Eomma, Ahjuma, ...” She said, shaking your hand. “It’s nice to meet you too Mrs Jeon.” You answered.

“So, I heard from Mrs Oh you’re looking for a part time job?” She asked. You nodded. “I am. I worked for Mrs Oh before at the cafe but the job didn’t really fit me.” You said thinking back at your little failures there. Mrs Jeon nodded. “I see.. Well flowers should be no problem. Can’t break that easy if you drop them.” She said, giving you a playful wink. “Just watch out with the pots then.” You laughed. “I will.”

“So, when will you be able to start?” She suddenly asked. “S-Start? Like in, I got the job?!” You asked surprised. She nodded, smiling brightly. “I can't see why not. I could really use some extra pair of hands here and you need the money so why not? And as far as I’ve seen and heard you’re a nice girl. I would love for you to work here.” She said. You smiled and went in for a hug. “Oh, thank you Mrs Jeon! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much!” You said. The woman laughing while hugging you back. “Haha, you’re welcome my child. Anything to help a girl in need.”

“Now, I’ll need you on Mondays, Thursdays and Friday, if that’s alright?” She asked and you nodded. “And btw, do you know anything about flowers?” She asked. “Not really..” You answered as you nervously rubbed the back of your neck. “But I’m always willing to learn.” You said, hoping she wouldn't change her mind of hiring you just because your lack of knowledge about flowers.

“Good,” She said. “Tomorrow is Friday. You can start then if you want. My son will be here too. He always helps me out and Fridays and sometimes also in the weekend. You should meet him and he can also learn you a bit about the flowers here in the shop.” She said. You nodded, listening to everything Mrs Jeon had to say. She told you already a bit about the shop and the flowers and what kind of work you will be doing and about her son.

His name is Jungkook and he is 2 years older then you. Mrs Jeon wouldn't be at the shop tomorrow so her son will be giving you tasks and the knowledge about flowers that you need to know. He’ll also help you fill in the papers for the job, she said.

After a long but nice talk with Mrs Jeon it was finally time for you to go back home to get some rest so you would be fresh and well for your first day at your new job. You were already looking forward to it.

The next morning, just like promised, you walked into the flower shop. Ready to start your first day. You looked at the many beautiful flowers, standing still in front of the roses. They looked so good. Mrs Jeon must take really good care of all these, you thought. You walked a bit further and took a flower out of a water pot, smelling it. “They smell good don’t they?” You quickly turned around as the unknown voice spoke. You looked at the man in front of you with big eyes, the flower clamped between your fingers. The man laughed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said softly. “My name is Jungkook. I’m Mrs Jeon’s son.” He said afterwards, making you feel a bit at ease again.

So this was Jungkook. He was pretty handsome for his age, you must admit. Dark brown wavy hair, matching brown eyes. He was slightly bigger then you. He was wearing a white shirt, black pants and a grey apron with leather brown straps. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up exposing his strong arms. He must have been working out to get all those muscles.

You looked back at his face and he gave you a sweet smile. “You must be y/n right?” He asked and you nodded. “Y-yeah, I am.” You answered. His smile widened more at your answer. He had such a beautiful smile. It gave you a warm and welcoming feeling. Just like with his mother. “My mom told me your knowledge about flowers is still lagging a bit. Let’s go fix that first and then you can go to work.” He said.”I’m looking forward to work with you y/n.” He said, smiling one more time before turning around and walking towards the back of the shop. He suddenly stopped and turned back around as he stood there in the door opening. “By the way,” He said. “that flower you’re holding right now is called a white jasmine. They have a really sweet alluring smell. You should smell them in the evening, then they smell the best.” He smiled. You put the flower back in his pot and then followed Jungkook towards the back of the shop. His smile making you smile too without you knowing. Behind the doorway there was a whole studio dedicated to making flower pieces, bouquets and so much more. Just like the front of the shop, this room was filled with flowers in pots.

“Do you like flowers y/n?” Jungkook suddenly asked. “I love plants.” You answered him. “I mean, flowers are nice. I don’t really got a special connection with them but it’s always nice to get some from the people you love and care about.” You told him.

He walked towards the flowers, stocked in water pots and then returned towards you. He gave you one flower. “Here” He said. You took the flower and looked at him confused. “Well- Thank you?” He chuckled at your response, thinking it was cute. “Every flower has its meaning. This one is a yellow rose. It’s a symbol of friendship. I hope we’ll work together well and become great friends y/n.” The boy said smiling. You smiled back at him at his sweet gesture. A yellow rose... No one has even given you roses before. It made you even blush a bit, only thinking about the thought of receiving one right now.

“Now,” Jungkook said, breaking your thoughts. “Let’s get to work shall we?” He asked and you nodded as he walked over towards the flowers, you following behind him. Today he learned you the names of a few flowers. He learned you what colours and smells fit the best together in a bouquet. You even made one together as an example. He also told you a bit about the history of the shop and about his family. To make the work a bit more fun.

He told you about the first part timer his mom hired one time and how bad he was at this. Always breaking the stems of the flowers or giving them too much water. He also told a bit about his youth and his little sister. He talked about his friends, the school band they had together. He even promised you he would take you with him one day to one of their practices so you could hear him singing.

You had such a great time with Jungkook. Listening to his stories, laughing together and getting to know each other. You were so caught up in it that you didn’t realise it was almost time to go home and say goodbye. “I hope you enjoyed today y/n.” Jungkook said as you were both standing at the counter. You aprons already hanging onto the hooks. “I really did Jungkook. Thanks for today and also a thank you for your mom to giving me this opportunity.” You said. Jungkook smiled. “You’re more then welcome y/n. Oh! before i forget. Mom told me the papers should be somewhere here.” He said as he went behind the counter to grab the papers out of a shelf. “Here they are.” He placed them onto the table with a pen. “So here is the money you will receive every month, They days you will work and here you can sign the paper.” He said, pointing out the things on the paper before handing over the pen. You signed the paper and gave then pen back. “So now you’re all set!” He said, taking the papers and putting them back in the shelf. “I’ll see you back next Friday y/n.” He said, giving you a smile. “See you next Friday Jungkook.” You said. You walked towards the front door as suddenly Jungkook shout out your name. “Y/n wait!” You turned around as the boy run over to you. “You almost forgot this.” He said, handing you the yellow rose he gave you earlier. You probably left it at the back of the shop. As he gave you back the rose your fingers slightly brushed. “Thank you Jungkook.” You answered. “Just call me kook or kookie, y/n. No need to be so formal.” He said. You nodded. “Ok. Goodnight kookie!” You said as you walked out. “Goodnight y/n-ah” He said in response. Little did you know how good he felt at you giving him that little nickname and how he was already slowly falling in love with you. And that after only knowing you for a day.

The next days in the flower shop you learned a lot. Mrs Jeon taught you some more stuff that Jungkook hadn’t and also gave you some tips and tricks. In no time you had to knowledge and techniques you needed. Sometimes Mrs Jeon would even leave the shop only to you, to go meet up with some costumers or bring some flowers for festivities. That’s how much she trusted you after working there for a few weeks. And about Jungkook? You guys became great friends and colleagues. Every passing week you became more and more comfortable around the boy. Sometimes you even fooled around with each other just like today...

 “Jeon Jungkook! Where did you hide my scissors this time?” You said, the boy acting all clueless and innocent. But you learned to look past that innocent bunny like face after a while. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have nothing.” He said, betrayed himself by turning around towards the flowers, the scissors poking out of the pockets of his pants. You went to grab them but he quickly turned around, just on time to dodge your hand trying to grab it. “Not so fast princess.” He said, giving you a smirk.

“Yah! Just give me my scissors back!” You yelled at him, trying to grab it but he always seemed to know your moves and turned to opposite way so you couldn't grab them. You were practically almost hugging the boy as you were trying to get your scissors back. He suddenly grabbed them out of his pocket and held them up high as you almost caught them out of his pants this time. You jumped towards his hand and he laughed as you couldn’t reach them. Every time you jumped and tried to grab them he took a step back so you couldn't get them until he bumped against the work table, not able to move another step backwards. As you made a last jump for it and finally got them your noses slightly brushed when you came back down. Your faces were now just one breath away. You looked at him in shock, the scissors falling onto the ground. He looked back at you, as shocked as you were. He looked so beautiful from up close. Just like an angel.

Not only your friendship for each other grow in these past weeks but also something else... Little by little you seemed to catch feelings for the sweet boy. Always when you goofed around together or you would laugh together or he would pull some shit on you like he did to you now you would feel some kind of way towards him afterwards. He made your heart raise, your cheeks turning pink, making you lost of words sometimes. It took you a while before you figured out you were actually developing feelings towards him. And now seeing him up close... Oh god.

You broke the awkward atmosphere between you two by coughing and taking a step back. “I’m sorry for that.” “It’s ok.” He almost immediately answered afterwards. You both squat down the grab the scissors, bumping your head in the process. “Sorry!” You both said simultaneously, chuckling awkwardly afterwards before standing back up. You both felt the atmosphere was a  bit awkward right now but you just ignored it and went back to work. Jungkook working on decorating a flower blanket and you working on a few bouquets to put into the front of the shop.

“Mom asked me if I wanted to go visit the flower fields this Saturday.” Jungkook said, breaking the silence. “I... I was wondering if you maybe... wanted to join me?” You turned towards him but he didn't look back, his eyes fixed on his work. You admired him for a bit as he just stared at the flowers, not doing anything. Just staring. Did he really just asked you to go do something out of the shop? Together? He suddenly turned towards you, making you look away.

Why is she always so cute. Jungkook thought while looking at you quickly looking away, your cheeks turning a light pink. He knew you were checking him out and he knew a while ago you were feeling as nervous as he did when your noses accidentally brushed. How hard it was for him to not pull you closer and kiss those pretty lips of yours right there and then. Since a few days ago, well- actually the first day he met you, he knew there was something about you. Already from that first day he felt awfully comfortable around you. Later on the boy caught himself staring more at you, always smiling when he was around you every passing day. Slowly he started developing feelings for you. And he knew it all to well.

You really walked into this shop and stole a piece of his heart. That part only growing bigger and bigger every day until it would swallow his heart completely. When his mom asked him to go take some pictures of the daisies this weekend to hang in the shop he didn’t hesitate to go ask you to join him. It would be your first time together outside the shop and work hours. He really looked forward to it and was really hoping for you to say yes and join him. You could maybe even make a date out of it, he thought for a moment.

“So what do you say?” Jungkook asked again. You turned towards him and nodded, giving him a sweet smile. “I would love to go with you take some pictures of the flower fields Jungkook.” You answered him, looking how his smile grow bigger. “Great.” He said, getting all hyper and giddy, not trying to show it much. He has this kind of sparkle in his eyes he gets when he is really excited for something, betraying him a bit. You loved to see him happy and would do anything to keep it that way.

“I’ll pick you up Saturday afternoon then.” They boy said, standing next to you. “I’ll send you my address.” You answered him before you both went back to work the biggest smile showing on both of your faces. You couldn't wait long enough for Saturday to come.

A night and a few hours later and you guys were already making your way towards the countryside. Away from the busy city. You looked out of the window of Jungkook’s car, watching the tall buildings change into high trees and the many busy people into empty, far reaching fields.

“Wah, It’s so nice to finally be out of that busy, stressful place for once and go find some peace into nature.” You said.

Jungkook smiled at seeing you so happy and relaxed. It made him feel at ease. He was happy to take you away out of your busy life for once. So you finally could forget about all your worries for a while. Today would be just about you and him. No one else. “I hope you’ll like it. You really never went to the country side at the end of summer to watch the last flower fields bloom?” He asked and you shook your head. “I haven't. But i bet it’s beautiful. And I’m sure it will be even more fun with you there too.” You said, giving him a soft smile before looking back outside. He smiled at you, concentrating on the road and sometimes taking a glance at your face.

When you finally arrived at your destination, a little cute village with even still a few traditional old Korean houses, you got out of the car. The sun shining brightly onto your skin. As you walked through a few streets of the village Jungkook lightly brushed his hand against yours before grabbing it and holding onto it. You looked at your intertwined hands and bite your lip, blushing a bit. You looked up at him as Jungkook just looked in front of him. Admiring the small but beautiful houses around him. You smiled before looking away, also admiring the cute little houses. “It must be so nice to live here.” You said. “Away from all the noise and stress, cars that are always honking, people yelling at each other on the streets. How much I would give to live in a place like this.”

“You would love to live on the countryside?” Jungkook asked and you nodded. Smiling at only thought of living here. In the quiet peaceful village. Every morning waking up with the sound of birds chirping, leaves rustling and the sun lightly shining through the curtains warm on your skin. How good that would be... Before you knew it you arrived at the end of the village and at the start of a giant field covered with daisies.

You looked at it with wondering eyes, your hand slipping out of Jungkook’s as you went to take a closer look at the flowers. Jungkook went to stand behind you. He hesitated at first, wondering if it maybe was a bit to early but eventually ended up doing it. He softly wrapped his arms around your waist, his chin resting onto your shoulder. “You like it?” He asked as you both watched the sun set behind the field. “I love it.” You answered, leaning back in his embrace. You guys hugged before but never had Jungkook hugged you like this. And it made you weirdly feel awfully comfortable. Like you could stay forever in his arms.

After a few minutes he unwrapped his arms from around you to take his camera out and take the pictures his mother asked for. Sometimes he would even take some pictures of you without you knowing. He took a few of you just admiring the flowers and from you picking a few out. You said you wanted to try to make a flower crown with it.

A while later as the sun was still going down, you sat down in the middle of another field filled with high grass and some wild flowers. You trying to make a flower crown and Jungkook admiring you, now and then making some small talk with you or laughing at your cute behaviour. He loved how your hair would softly move as the wind blew through it or how you would bite your lip when you were concentrating on putting the flowers together nicely. His heart was melting at seeing you. From that moment on he knew he was completely yours.

Once you finished the flower crown you carefully put it onto Jungkook’s head. “How do I look?” He asked. “Like a beautiful flower boy.” You said, giggling. Jungkook laughed with you, a flower falling off of the crown. “It’s not as tight as I thought it was..” You said as you picked up the flower and tried to put it back onto the crown. You leaned a bit closer as you concentrated on trying to get it back in. Jungkook grabbed your hand and pushed it back down. You looked at him confused as he took the small flower out of your hand. With his free hand he brushed some hair out of your face before putting the flower behind your ear. “There..” He said, smiling as the flower held its place. He looked into your eyes and smiled. You smiled back at him. You didn’t realise, while you were smiling at each other you were also slightly leaning into each other. Jungkook changed his gaze from staring into your eyes towards staring at your lips. How bad he wanted to feel them against his. “Y/n,” He suddenly spoke. “Yes, Jungkook?” You asked, not leaning back but staying as close as possible to him. “Can I... Can I kiss you?” The boy asked nervously, licking his lips, hoping you would let him. You nodded softly and Jungkook took this as a sign, leaning in closer and connecting his lips with yours.

You leaned into his touch, kissing him back lightly. Jungkook’s hand went from next to him towards your face. His thumb softly caressing your cheek as he carefully moved his lips against yours. His heart was beating like crazy. He looked so forward towards this exact moment. The moment you would choose him, like his heart chose you.

He broke this after a while, his forehead leaning against yours, eyes still closed. Both of his hand fell onto your lap. You took his hands in yours and finally opened your eyes, meeting his brown ones. You smiled at him before leaning in for another kiss. This time you wrapped your arms around his neck while Jungkook sneaked his around your hips. He suddenly pulled you closer, making you gasp as you landed onto his lap. You looked down at him as he smiled up at you, giving you that boyish playful grin. “So does this mean you’re mine now?” He asked as he looked up at you, keeping you close. You laughed at his cockiness. “Only if it makes you mine too.” You answered. He grinned. “I was already yours from the first day we met.” He answered softly, before pulling you down again for one last kiss.

After your little moment in the fields you went back to the village, walking happily hand in hand as you strolled through the cute evening market. You stopped at a stand that sold some self made products. Things like soap, body scrubs, perfume, ... While you were choosing some products to buy for yourself you didn't notice Jungkook slipping away and buying something at the flower stand behind you. As you turned around Jungkook stood there with a red rose in his hand. “Previous time, I gave you a yellow rose for the start of a beautiful  friendship. I never thought it would turn out this way but I’m glad it did. And so I want to give you this red rose this time as a start of or love for each other.” He said, before giving you the rose. You smelled it before looking up at him, smiling brightly. “It’s perfect.” You said before taking a step forward and hugging the boy. He didn't hesitate to immediately hug you back, leaving a soft kiss at the top of your head. “I love you y/n.” He whispered. Where you on answered. “I love you too, my kookie.” He chuckled at you calling out his nickname. From the first day until now it made him feel things and he loved it.

“What would you say of making from this beautiful day an even more beautiful night?” He whispered in your ear, making you look up at him, your arms still wrapped around each other. “What do you mean?” You asked him. He smiled, playing with a strand of your hair. “What do you think of continuing this date at my house?” He asked. “We got the house all to ourselves tonight. My mom and dad are out of town for the night.”

You looked around you for a bit thinking if this wasn’t a bit too fast for a first date but does it really matter when you love someone that badly and know you would want to spend the rest of your live with him? “Let’s go to your house then.” You said, raising a brow and giving him a smirk. He licked his lips as he looked you up and down. “You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.” He said, a seductive smirk playing on his lips before he smacked your ass and walked towards the car.

When you arrived at his home it was like you couldn't get inside fast enough. Jungkook had you pressed against the door, kissing you hungry as he tried to get the keys into the small opening. When he finally managed to open the door he opened it and pushed you inside, breaking the kiss for a second the close the door, before pushing you back against it, his lips crashing onto yours again. Shoes and socks were thrown off almost immediately as you were both so hungry for each other. A small moan left your lips as Jungkook pushed his tongue past your lips, discovering your mouth as he pushed his body closer against yours. You placed your hands onto his sides, slightly tilting his shirt up. Jungkook got the hint and broke the kiss for a second taking off his shirt and revealing his toned, strong body. You caressed his naked chest as Jungkook kissed you again, a groan leaving his mouth. He took a few steps backwards, pulling you with him until you guys reached the cough. He sat down onto it, pulling you on top. He reached for your shirt, pulling it over your head, unclasping your bra afterwards and throwing it away somewhere in the dark room. Jungkook admired you for a second, trying to enjoy this moment as much as possible. “You’re so beautiful y/n..” He murmured under his breath. “So beautiful and all mine.”

You leaned down and started kissing him again, his hands first on your sides but not for that long as you already felt them moving up towards your breasts.

His lips went from your mouth towards your cheek, your jawline, your neck and your shoulder. Making sure no part of skin is left out. You grind onto him as he peppers your skin with kisses, one hand grouping at your breast in the meanwhile. As his kisses got lower you felt yourself becoming very aroused and wet down there, making you grind harder onto him as he finally took one of your nipples into his mouth. You could already feel him getting hard as he sucked and played with is tongue around your nipple. “Fuck kookie-” You cried out, your hands buried into his soft brown locks. He unlocked his mouth from around your nipple for a second. “Say that again sweetheart. Who’s making you feel this good?” He asked you, his hips grinding up against your core, making you moan. “Y-you, Jungkook.” You answered him. He smiled at you, licking his wet lips before attaching his mouth this time on the other nipple.

You gasped as he suddenly picked you up and carried you out of the living room, up the stairs. “ Let’s take this upstairs, shall we?” He said before kissing you again, carrying you upstairs, towards his room. Once inside, the door closed, he placed you down on the bed carefully before crawling on top, never breaking the kiss. Your arms pulled his face closer, his body getting closer as well, his now full erection, poking through his pants and grinding against your already wet core. Jungkook broke the kiss and sat up between your legs. He smiled at you, breathing heavily from all the kissing, before unbuttoning your pants and sliding them down with your panties, leaving you completely exposed in front of him. Once he managed to get off your pants and drop them on the floor he admired your body again, making sure he has seen every little bit of it. “My beautiful princess.” He said as he softly started caressing your inner thighs. He looked down at your core for a second, noticing how wet you already are for him, it made his cock twitch in his pants, knowing he was the one having this effect on you. “Before I do something else to you, I wanna taste that sweet pussy down there first.” He said seductively. He looked at you one last time before leaning down and starting to kiss your thighs. He always started at one knee and then made his way downwards. He made sure he wasn’t going to fast, making you whimper beneath him as he savoured this moment. “Already whining and whimpering. You’re so sensitive love, so... sweet.” He said before dipping his tongue between your folds, licking up in one smooth stroke. You buckled your hips up at the sensation. Oh god, how good his mouth felt onto your dripping pussy. You immediately wanted more. He looked up at you, making sure you guys made eye contact before planting his mouth onto your core again. You whimpered, biting your lip as you gripped onto the sheets. Jungkook concentrated himself on his work, lapping you out at a steady pace. Sometimes he would moan, sending shivers down your spine and making your core pulsate.

Before you knew it he was sucking and flicking his tongue onto your clit. Your moans got louder as you felt your first orgasm coming near. If his mouth already wasn’t enough, he also added two fingers, pushing them inside of your tight hole, stretching you out and rubbing at all the right places as he kept assaulting your clit with his mouth. You clenched around his fingers. “I can feel you’re close. Come for me princess. Make me taste your delicious fluids.” He said as he kept his steady pace, making you cum in no time.

He took his fingers out of your core and slowly started to lap up your juices that were leaking out of your cunt. You shivered as he lapped you out, still sensitive from your orgasm. Once he was done he looked back up from between your legs, his lips wet and glistening from eating you out. “You taste so good love.” He said, pushing himself back up before leaning back over you and kissing you, making you taste yourself. While his tongue played with yours in his mouth he unbuckled his pants and pushed them off, leaving him only in boxers. He parted from your lips for a moment and leaned over towards his nightstand, opening the drawer and taking out a condom. He placed the condom between his teeth as he sat up to take his boxers down. But before he could do that he let out a moan as you were softly caressing the shape of his dick through his boxers. You bite your lip as you looked at it. only of seeing the shape through his trousers you knew he was big. He took your hand that was caressing over his dick and lead it towards the edge of his boxers. You placed your other hand on the other side and slowly started to slide it down until his member sprung free, standing tall and proud.

You licked your lips as you looked back up at him. He smirked, the condom still between his teeth. He took the condom out of his mouth. “Like what you see?” He asked and you laughed, nodding. “I love what I see.” You answered, sitting up and leaning close towards him, your lips ghosting over his, early touching. You gave him a seductive stare while taking the condom out of his hand and opening it. He kept staring at your lips as he suddenly felt one of your hands wrapping around his dick. He let out a soft, low moan as you started to stroke it. As you picked up the pace he couldn't hold it any more and leaned in closer, kissing you hungrily.

He pushed you back onto the mattress before getting up again, taking the condom out of your hands and rolling it over his length. “Ready for a second orgasm?” He asked, hovering over you again, one hand holding his dick and teasing your entrance with the tip. You whined as you pushed your hips up a bit, wanting him fill you up already. “I love it when your body is begging for me.” He said lowly, his lips ghosting over your neck. “Let’s give it what it wants then.” He said, before pushing in. He slowly slide inside until he was completely bottomed out. You let out a moan, satisfied of having him finally inside you, of having him fill you up completely.

Jungkook peppered your neck and shoulder with soft kisses while he let you adjust to his size. Now and then giving you little compliments, about how beautiful he thinks you are, how happy he is to have you, how tight you are and how you take him so well. “So good for me princess.” He said, peeking your lips this time.

“You can move now.” You told him when you finally felt like you had adjusted to his size. He nodded and softly started to slide out of you again before thrusting back in. And damn... It felt so good. While Jungkook kept a slow but steady pace you wrapped your arms around him, your hands clamping onto his back and shoulders. “Faster” You told him after a while and he did what you asked. He took up the pace a bit, moans rolling out of both of your mouths as you made love to each other for the first time. It was amazing. Both breathing heavily, hearts beating fast, heads leaned against each other as Jungkook kept thrusting into you. He kissed your full swollen lips again as he speed up some more. When he was at his highest speed you were both a moaning mess. Your kisses and thrusts got more sloppy as you both feared your orgasm. “Fuck y/n- I’m close. Please tell me you’re close too. I wanna cum together.” He said between groans and heavy breaths. You nodded, your own orgasm almost reaching it’s peak. “I’m close too.” You told him. “Good” He said, before giving a few final thrusts making you both cum.

He breathed heavily as he just rest his body on top of yours, his dick still pulsating now and then inside of you every time you clenched around him. You both were breathing hard as you just stayed still and laid on top of each other. You softly started to caress Jungkook’s hair as you both came down from your hight. He softly closed his eyes, listening to your heart beat and enjoying the soft caresses over his head.

After a minute of two his dick slipped out of you making you feel empty again. Jungkook opened his eyes and pushed his body back up. He gave you a tired smile, receiving one back from you. He lazily kissed you one more time before getting up, taking the condom off and throwing it into the bin. When he came back you both snuggled up against each other onto the bed. He played down on his back as you laid on your side. One leg placed over his and one arm wrapped around his chest. Jungkook wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you a bit closer, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead. “I love you y/n” He said. You smiled at yourself before looking up to him and saying it back. “I love you too Jungkook.”

“So... you’re ready for round two?” He suddenly asked. You looked at him in shock. How quickly had this boy recovered from the first round!? He chuckled and peeked your lips. “It’s ok love. I’ll let you recover first but I really want my round two afterwards.” He said, as you shook your head in unbelief. “Wish, this boy.” “What?Your body is just so irresistible.” He said, giggling.

And before you knew it, a round two became a round three and so on. To keep it short, you had a great night together and it wouldn't be the last one. How it all started with you desperately looking for a job and eventually ending up meeting the love of your life. Life couldn't get better.

[redorich]

A favorite trope of mine has always been- getting to see another person’s past. Is it some kind of judgment thing by a higher power? Something like Freeze Day from SCTFOE? Person trapped in a nightmare and their nightmare is being projected? Who knows. All that’s important is after months of healing, some of the Hermits get to see exactly what Tommy went through. It shows short clips of him before being happy, the rise and fall of Manburg, Wilbur going insane, the festival, the withers, all of it. Just short clips of these things though. The last clip of the SMP is just Dream’s mask outlined by his green hood saying, “you’ll stay here alone with just me until you learn to be quite and respectful and not fight those who are in power over you. Even if you have to stay out here *forever*.”

This turned into a whole drabble smh xD

((btw @give-grian-rights helped me so thank you))

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The remaining hermits aren’t sure what happened. They have no way of knowing. There was a witch involved, Cub thinks, but what their fallen friends must have done to piss her off to the point of getting cursed is beyond their ken. Among those laid out are Cleo, Grian, Xisuma, Zedaph, and Tommy.

Scar and Cub work their Vex magic together to figure out that their friends are trapped in their worst memories. (Etho calls it a Demonic Hell Viewing Illusion, and False smacks him upside the head for the Naruto reference.) Holding hands with a victim pulls you in, but that’s what they’re counting on. Joe’s already wading through Cleo’s nightmare before anyone gets the chance to ask, and Impulse and Tango aren’t far behind doing the same for Zedaph. However, it doesn’t work for Grian, Xisuma, and Tommy; they were found already holding hands. They must have figured something out about the curse before they succumbed to it. All the hermits can do for them, for the time being, is hope.

Tommy, Grian, and Xisuma wake to the smell of sulphur and smoke. The ground is orange and littered with bullets. Grian grabs Tommy’s hand, and Xisuma grabs a discarded rifle. Tommy points his finger up at the top of a mound of scrap metal and dead bodies. There’s a nether portal, except the obsidian is whiter than quartz. That's where they have to go to get out of here.

All around them, demons lurch and shriek and hiss and all sorts of unholy behavior, bodily flinging themselves at the trio as though they know none of them can take the men on their own, and that just by dogpiling them all one of them will get lucky. Xisuma instantly snaps into a professional mode, the way he sometimes does when he's killing zombies but they keep social spawning. He takes up the lead with machine gun fire and grenades, carving a path through the crowd. Grian takes up the rear with a handgun. Neither Xisuma nor Tommy ask why Grian is so comfortable with a gun. They've got more pressing issues.

An imp gets lucky. It's just enough to crack the visor of Xisuma's helmet, and the imp instantly gets mowed down.

"I can't see," Xisuma rasps through gritted teeth.

"Then take the helmet off," Tommy says, cleaving through an enemy with a sharp piece of scrap metal. Grian breathes in sharply. As far as Grian's aware, Xisuma always wears his helmet.

Xisuma goes quiet for a second. "I suppose you've got a point."

The helmet gets dropped to the ground and demon limbs shuffle it away. They don't have time to look at Xisuma's wild brown hair, his purple eyes, the burn scars on his jaw.

They make it to the portal all in one piece. Xisuma takes one last wistful look at the Martian hellscape, then takes his friends' hands. They step through the portal together.

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They step out of the portal into the foyer of a high school. Grian's eyes shutter.

"We'll be headed toward the roof, I believe," he says, staring dully through the spectre of a broken, bloody man holding a rope.

Tommy latches onto Grian's clammy hand to ground him as the three ascend stairs and traverse the dark, winding hallways. The ghost follows them. It isn't like Ghostbur-- it's, well, not vengeful, but it's not kind. The man named Gareth keens about Grian's sins, about a boy named Taurtis who Gareth hates, about mafia and yakuza, about his poor wife Jane.

On the last set of stairs, Gareth makes a wailing remark that causes Grian to bodily flinch. Tommy doesn't even know what the ghost said (he wasn't listening).

"Fuck off," Tommy says, "you're the shittest ghost I've ever met. Even my brother could..."

He trails off. This is not the way to fix things for Grian. On a hunch, he reaches into his pocket. Of course the object he's looking for is in there; it's his brother's coat.

He holds the object out to the ghost. "Have some blue."

Gareth warily takes it, dropping his rope. It floods periwinkle, then cyan, then dark royal blue. A weight seems lifted from the ghost's shoulders as he clutches the blue, mutters something about Jane, and leaves.

Tommy takes Grian's hand, then Xisuma's, and they go through the door to the school's rooftop together. They halt as one. The portal is there. Standing between them is a boy maybe Tommy's age, with a corpse at his feet.

"Sam," Grian whispers. "Taurtis."

The standing boy smiles, eyes obscured by a purple mask with a rectangular symbol on it, and flexes bloody wings. The corpse on the ground has blood all over its back, where wings once were, and broken headphones around his neck.

"Man, Grian, you really held out on me," Sam says. "This Watcher power really is something else--"

Sam topples over backward. His body hits the ground in front of the portal. Xisuma lowers his gun.

"He looked like bad news," Xisuma says.

Grian grimaces. "He was. Come on, let's go."

They once again step into the portal.

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“Do you want to be a hero, Tommy?” Technoblade roars, “Then die like one!”

Their paltry little group of three gets no chance to take in their surroundings, to see what’s going on and where they need to go. All they can process is the legendary PvP champion, acolyte of the Blood God, Technoblade, unleashing Withers upon what once might have been a town.

Tommy yanks them into cover. “I don’t know where the portal is,” he hisses.

Grian squeezes his shoulder. “We’ll find it.”

Explosions rain hellfire down upon them from all angles-- not just the Withers, but TNT buried in the ground. They’re so close, they can see the man who set it off. And he must have, because he’s yelling about it, yelling about his L’Manberg and his unfinished symphony and begging his father to kill him. He’s wearing Tommy’s coat--

Bile rises in the back of Grian’s throat. Tommy wears his brother’s coat.

Tommy’s eyes are glued to the gleaming diamond sword that Wilbur gives to his father. He watches his brother die all over again, and he knows where he must go. He turns his back on his broken family and breathes.

“We need to go to the Nether,” he says. They nod.

The black portal is across the battlefield. They come across corpses more than once on their way, but ignore them. They can’t afford not to.

In the Nether, there is a rickety, dangerous pathway with no rails, made of cobblestone and obsidian and oak logs. Manic-depressive ravings on signs proclaim the path as the road to Logstedshire. Piglins try to knock them off to no avail, and ghasts blow up the bridge behind them as they run. On the other side of the Logstedshire portal is... actually not a hellscape, as Grian and Xisuma have come to expect, but a little village encampment. Nothing is blown up, nothing is amiss, except Tommy himself. And, of course, the figure they spot after they catch Tommy staring at it.

It’s Dream. The up-and-coming famous speedrunner who Grian faintly recalls killing once in MCC, which was apparently a big deal. The man approaches, and Grian realizes where he recognizes the mask from. It’s the same one that Tommy wears.

“Tommy,” Dream says conversationally, “items in the pit.”

Tommy’s hand wavers, reaches up to unclasp his chestplate, but Xisuma’s hand on his shoulder stops him.

“No,” Tommy says.

“No?” Dream parrots incredulously. “You know the rules. It’s for your own good. Armor in the pit. Tools in the pit. Friends in the pit.”

They all gasp, though for different reasons. Tommy’s eyes narrow. “Friends in the pit? You’ve never said that one before.”

Dream’s head twitches. “Friends in the pit. Friends. In the pit.”

The man’s voice is deeper than Tommy remembers. Something seems to resolve within Dream’s behavior, yet he keeps twitching. “You’re in exile, Tommy, you don’t need. Friends. I’m all you need. You were doing so good. I thought you learned to behave. I’m all you need. You don’t need friends.”

What happened to the eloquent poison that used to drip from Dream’s tongue like honey? He sounds like a broken record. All at once, Tommy staggers under the weight of the realization that this isn’t Dream. Somewhere underneath that horrible man that abused him is the real Dream, trapped in his own body and watching the dreamon that possessed him hurt his friends.

Xisuma’s gun makes an appearance again, but Tommy holds up a hand in a silent request for the admin to hold his fire. Tommy grabs Dream by the shoulders, removes Dream’s mask and then his own so that he can look the man in the eyes. “I know you’re in there, Dream. When I get out of this nightmare, I’ll save you. I swear it on my discs.”

Dream’s face twitches erratically. The movement spreads to his whole head, neck jerking. He raises straight up into the air, higher and higher, then explodes into a shower of items and no body. A white portal shimmers into existence.

“What the hell was that?!” Grian demands.

Tommy grins, taking the man’s hand and leading him to the portal. “I’ve got a friend to save.”

Grian snarls. “Tommy, he abused you. He’s not your friend.”

“That wasn’t Dream. It was a--”

“Dreamon,” Xisuma breathes.

Tommy nods. They walk through the portal together, and when they wake, holding each other close, they know they’ve got a mission. They can do it.

[thatweeboverthereisthirsty]

May I give milk chocolates to Azul, Jamil and Ruggie(If you accept one then Azul, love your works btw-ᄒᴥᄒ-❤️)

Milk Chocolate - Kissing in the rain

Azul flinched as the first droplet of water hit him

Rain was something he would never get used to as a sea creature

He had no issues with getting wet but the idea of standing on land and having water fall on you uncontrollably was by far one of the weirdest concepts he had ever come across

Unfortunately he had no choice in the matter as the sky soon dropped billions of miniature bullets of water on him and the earth around him

He was about to call out to you when he heard his name shouted from across the field

“Ashengrotto. You and L/n will clean up today's sessions materials. Meet us inside when you’re done.” Vargas yelled loudly over the pouring rain

Jade and Floyd snickered before wishing him a not at all sincere good luck

He sighed and began to pick up the cones and other gym equipment that the teacher had left out

The rain seeped through his gym shirt and he was forced to take off his glasses as they were splattered with water droplets

You ran around the outer sides of the field to try and retrieve the balls as quickly as possible

“Azul!” you shouted and ran towards him “Let’s put these in the shed and get insi-aagh!”

You slipped on the wet grass and all the balls tumbled out of your arms, bouncing in different directions

Azul quickly dropped the cones he was carrying and held his arms out to catch you

The force of your fall caused him to slip as well and he landed backwards with you falling onto his chest

He groaned and sat up as you moved backwards to hold your head

“Are you alright?” he asked quietly

“Y-yes.”

Azul looked up at your stutter and realized that the two of you were very close

He swallowed nervously and glanced at your lips

You opened your mouth to say something but he quickly silenced you with a soft kiss on the lips

Your hands slipped on the grass beneath you and you both fell backwards onto the wet ground

When he pulled back you could see the faintest blush on his cheeks as he stared up at you

He didn’t mind the rain so much anymore

The brunet watched with distaste as you laughed happily and carefree 

It wasn’t that your laugh was annoying

He loved that sound more than anything in the world

It was the fact that you were laughing for Kalim and not him

Possessive feelings flared up inside him and he glared at the white haired boy who was having a delightful time making it rain for you 

Jamil sighed and continued to brood in his darkness, attempting to hide his unhappy scowl underneath his hood

He didn’t notice Kalim glance back at him with a mischievous grin, well as mischievous as Kalim could get

“Hey, Y/n!” he whispered to you, “I’m gonna go inside and dry off, but I know you wanna stay out here so you should ask Jamil to join you!”

His bright smile and innocent features were enough to convince you that you should go get the young advisor, even though he appeared to want to stay dry

Kalim giggled and called out a goodbye before returning to the dorm, passing Jamil along the way

“Hey I’m gonna go in for a second, can you help entertain y/n while I’m gone.”

Jamil sighed and nodded, making Kalim grin and thank him enthusiastically

The brunet stared at the rain with regret, but still ventured out into it 

As he approached you, he took note of the way your clothes clung to your skin and your hair was matted and curled against your forehead

You turned around and smiled at him warmly

“Hi Jamil.” the nervousness in your voice was evident and you blushed slightly as he fixed his silver eyes on yours

He forced a smile and nodded a greeting, “You and Kalim seem to get along well.”

You smiled and nodded before beginning to talk about all the cool things he and you had done together

Feeling especially bold, Jamil cut off your speech with a kiss

You squeaked in surprise and your eyes widened temporarily before they fell closed 

Jamil smirked against your lips and closed his eyes as well, snaking an arm around your waist to pull you closer

He deepened the kiss and slid a hand to your neck, where he gently encouraged you to tilt your head so he would have better access to your mouth

A small whimper escaped you and Jamil had to pull back in surprise

His expression morphed into a mixture of satisfaction and embarrassment

You blushed deeply and scrambled to find the right words

Noticing that you were still clinging to his shirt you pulled your hands back and cleared your throat

“Why let go when you want to hold on, Diamond?” he asked in an attempted seductive tone that was equal parts confidence and nervousness

You glanced back up at him and hesitated before reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck

“Kalim’s nice and don’t tell him I said this, but I like you a whole lot more.”

He flushed and captured your lips again

Maybe Kalim’s unique magic did have some real use to it 

Most hyenas don’t have a particular preference on the topic of rain and water

They aren’t dogs and they aren’t cats so they could really feel one way or another

Ruggie specifically dislikes the rain

It feels odd when it plops onto his ears and fur

He especially hates the way it makes your clothes cling to you

He generally wears pretty baggy clothing so instead of clinging to him, it just sort of hangs, heavy and wet

He had to admit however that you looked pretty great standing in the rain

A large smile plastered on your face and your clothes soaked through

Droplets of water hit your cheeks and streamed down your neck

Water dripped from your hair and sprayed the world when you twirled

“Ruggie!” you called, “Come here. The water’s warm.”

He was already soaked so he supposed it didn’t matter if he went back out

Sighing, he left the shelter of the deck in front of ramshackle and made his way over to you

The expression on your face became clearer up close and he couldn’t help but smile in return

The oddly placed cheerfulness was a stark contrast to the grey and damp world around you, but still somehow managed to cause his own brand of cheerfulness to seep through the skin and into his bones

You giggled and grabbed his hands before dragging him around in circles

The two of you splashed in puddles, made drawings with mud on the trees, and basically acted like children

Neither of you minded though as everything else faded out so that only you two were highlighted

The rain began to let up a bit and you pulled him in one last circle before leading him over to a tree that had relatively good coverage

He laughed in delight and smiled widely down at you, enjoying the closeness between you and the warmth that came with it

For a moment only the sounds of rain falling and your soft breaths filled the air and allowed for a sort of tension to build between you

Ruggie was the one that broke it when he leaned forward and brushed his lips against yours delicately 

“May I?” He had never been one for asking permission but in that moment he wanted nothing more than to hear you say the word

“Yes.”

He pressed your lips together and laid his hands on either side of your face

You kissed back earnestly and giggled slightly when you noticed his tail wagging excitedly behind him

The kiss was interrupted abruptly by the tree who ultimately decided you two weren’t wet enough and let all the rain collected on it’s leaves drop onto you

Ruggie pulled away with a yelp and you tensed at the sudden downfall of water

Then you started laughing and he snickered into his hand 

The clouds broke apart in one section of the sky and dressed you in golden rays

Enamored by your beauty Ruggie simply stared as you smiled up at him with big eyes

In a world where he had basically nothing, you were the best thing he could ever have