#this is rly satisfying for me to watch I hope you enjoy it too

[taskmasterhistorian]

One second of Greg and Alex at the beginning of every episode of Taskmaster (Series 1-16)

[praisethegabs]

before sunrise

pairing: Leon Kennedy x reader

synopsis: he's alive and recovering. the sun is rising, it's time to start a new day and, possibly, a new chapter in your life.

warnings: mentions of injuries, being at hospital, deaths, and traumas. starts with angst, but has a happy ending like our boy deserves. fluff, leon being vulnerable and sensitive and the reader comforting him, references to id!leon and vendetta!leon. no use of y/n, second person (you)

author's note: the third and final part of before trilogy. this part took more time to write because i wanted a good ending. there's some quotes from infinite darkness and vendetta bc why not? i rly enjoyed writing this trilogy, and i'm sad that it ended. i hope you guys enjoyed it as much as i did writing this!

word count: 4243k (approximately, i've lost count)

before: part one | part two

There was a soft breeze coming through the window, announcing the sunrise.

Although it was a cold day, the sun was shining in the blue sky outside. For some reason, you always enjoyed this type of weather. It wasn't cold enough, but it wasn't warm, too. It was perfect, even though you had to be satisfied with the view.

The walls were white, and you were starting to hate that color. Everything, absolute everything, was white. You sighed again, feeling the pain in your lower lip due to the cut you had. At least, it was something real, and you could feel it, and deep down, you were glad to feel something instead of cold, tiredness, and hunger. Even though you were safe, you hated to wait. And you hated even being at the hospital, especially when you couldn't do anything to change that.

But, just for some release of conscience, you weren't the one that was in there. Of course, the circumstances were terrible, but at least he was safe. Your mission was a complete success, but you were so worried. Nothing could make you feel better, and you were starting to despise that feeling.

Sure, patience wasn't your best virtue, and despite everything you did, all that was left was to watch Leon while he slept, completely medicated and out of danger.

You managed to call for help, and you couldn't stop remembering the fact that he almost died due to high fever. When you found him inside that house, he wasn't breathing anymore, and things happened so quickly that you couldn't even process everything yet. In one minute, he was presumed dead, and in the next one, he was inside the helicopter and being medicated, being resurrected by someone way more qualified than you. You had your share of cuts, contusions, and wounds, but still, he was your priority, and you wouldn't allow yourself to rest until you had sure Leon was safe.

And you brought him home safe.

Now, you were in the hospital and waiting for him to wake up. You glanced at your arm with the clean bandage and then at your hands. You were shaking, and you couldn't tell why, or you were just lying to yourself again like you always did when you were under stress.

"Hey, you" you hear Leon say, his voice weaker and husky, but still your Leon. Your eyes meet with his and suddenly, there's only peace. "Where are we?"

"We're safe" you said to him, your voice full of concern. You were trying so hard to make things easier, even though he was indeed safe.

"What happened?" he asks again, closing his eyes due to his tiredness, his voice low and more husky.

"I contacted Hunnigan, and she sent the rescue team. The medical team brought you here a few days ago" you explained to him, careful enough to not let him worry.

"I was sleeping for days? I guess I needed to rest" he chuckled, and his comment made you smile, your body starting to relax. Yes, it was your Leon.

"You always look like you need to rest" you teased him, a slight smile appearing on your lips as you feel more relaxed around him. "I'm glad you survived. You scared the living shit out of me... again"

"Are we doing scores now?" Leon teased you, the same sentence you used when you were helping him years ago during the outbreak in Raccoon City.

"How do you even remember that?" you ask him, laughing out loud, completely caught off guard by his question.

"I have a good memory, and besides, I couldn't forget the night you saved my life... twice" he said, smiling, and he looked very lovingly saying that way. Your heart melted inside your chest. "I owe you three times"

"Well, you made a promise to Marvin that day. I can't let you die, right?" you smiled back, feeling your cheeks turning red. After all these years, Leon still had that effect on you. "Even after we turned special agents, I'm afraid you'll stick with me till the day I die... and I'm pretty sure you'll still haunt me in the afterlife"

"Well, I'm glad you know that. I can't just lose the love of my life like that" Leon said, now opening his eyes and looking directly at you. "I'm sorry I scared you... I know you wouldn't let me die in peace"

"You're an asshole, Kennedy" You called him by his surname, but you laughed after you finished the sentence. "By the way, how are you feeling?"

"I'm in pain. Thank you for remembering it. Now I can complain about your terrible stitch skills" he tried to laugh, but his expression changed quickly, and he groaned in pain.

But you just laughed at him. Besides the laughs and the terrible jokes, he was still your Leon. The same man you had fallen in love with, and the same man you had the luck to share your home with. And, at the end of the day, he would be there. Home.

Life was weird sometimes.

You knew one day he wouldn't come home. One day, he could die during one assignment and leave you on your own. And the thought of that made your body shiver because you weren't prepared to lose him. The same thought was running through his mind. Although Leon had difficulty sharing his feelings, you could see and feel everything through his eyes. Words were unnecessary at that point. You knew him, and he knows you. That's all that matters.

"You look so beautiful when you're thinking about something else" Leon said, whispering, his voice soft as he looked at you, his blue eyes shining.

"When I'm distracted?" you ask him, smiling. True, he always loved to watch you doing absolutely everything.

"Yeah, especially when you're distracted. I love you, do you know that?" he asks you, a slight smile appearing on his lips as he declares himself to you.

"I love you too" you smiled again, your heart full of joy at the moment. He always expressed himself through actions instead of words, so hearing him say that, well, it completely melted your heart.

But suddenly, you caught yourself thinking about everything, starting with Raccoon City and ending with your last assignment, the one that almost ended Leon's life. You felt fear, although you usually didn't have time to feel scared like that. He was safe, right? Then why couldn't you feel the same? Your mind was tricking you to think otherwise, and you were starting to hate this.

"Hey, I'm fine" Leon said to you like he could read your mind and like he knew what was going on with you. "I'm not gonna die, trust me"

"I'm scared, and I don't know why" you replied, looking straight at his blue eyes, seeking comfort. "All that happened... Jesus, I can't let go, you know? I can't stop seeing Raccoon City all over again... you almost died in there and almost died again in our last assignment... and I just don't know if I can do this anymore. I can't lose you"

"I'm not going anywhere without you, babe. I promise you" his voice is full of comfort and kindness, as he talks very smoothly and caring. Sometimes, you just forget how lovely he can be. "I'm here, aren't I? I'll never leave you because if I do, then who's gonna haunt you in the afterlife?"

And with that, he made you smile. Even in pain and tired to the bones, he still tries his best to comfort you. You kiss his forehead gently as he sighs to your touch. He loved being kissed and spoiled by you, even though he wouldn't admit that to anyone, not even you.

"Get some rest, I'll go see if I can find any snacks to eat" you said to him before leaving his room.

He then sighed again, feeling much more tired than before. At least, he wasn't lost and alone in the middle of nowhere, and even though he also hated being in the hospital, Leon was feeling much happier having you around him. He glanced outside the window and started to thank every possible God out there to let them know he was glad to be alive again. The sun was rising, and he had a new opportunity to make things right.

Slowly, he started to close his eyes, embracing the darkness and diving into a dream.

He was again in Raccoon City. Leon could feel the cold rain touching his skin. He could see the nightmare that place was. Worse, he could see the tyrant that was hunting you both that day. His heart started to race inside his chest. He was scared to be in there again, being obligated to see his worst nightmare again and feel that all over again.

But, this time, something changed.

He saw you running from the same tyrant, and this time, he wasn't able to help you. Leon had to watch you die. He screamed and cried, he tried to get rid of whatever was holding him against the floor until the dream started to repeat and he realized he had to watch you die over and over again, unable to save you.

"NO, PLEASE! STOP!" he screamed, waking up. His breath was heavier. He was shaking and sweating. When he realized it wasn't real, he started to look around desperate, trying to find you.

"Leon? What happened?" you ask him, entering his room. He was still breathing heavily and shaking.

"It's... it's nothing. I'm fine" he lied, but he knew you already had figured out what happened to him. He was a terrible liar. "Don't look at me like that"

"Did you have a nightmare?" you ask him, sitting on the edge of his bed, your hands caressing his leg above the blanket that covers him.

But he didn't give you an answer. Instead, he remained silent, trying to calm himself down. His hands were shaking, and for some reason, words were unnecessary. You just knew what he needed. So, without telling him anything or asking him for permission, you just embraced him with your open arms, as if you could protect him from everything in the world.

And, with that warm embrace, Leon started to cry.

It was unusual for him to be so vulnerable like that, but truth be told, he was so tired. Every night, he had the same nightmare, but he always thought he could deal with that. Until he saw you dying, and there was nothing he could do to keep you safe. He had to watch you die. He had to hear you scream and hear you blame him for everything bad that has ever happened. And this time, he couldn't take it. He was scared, truly scared.

"It's okay, it wasn't real, and you're safe" you whisper to him, your voice soft and caring enough to calm him down.

"I saw you" he sobs, covering his face on your chest so you can't see him cry. "I saw you die... and there was nothing I could do to save you"

You said nothing. Instead, your hands were running through his hair. You knew he always had a soft spot for that, and he always loved being touched by you. He was indeed touch starved, but he always worshiped you for touching him so softly, so kindly. Slowly, he started to calm down, although you could hear him sobbing.

"It wasn't real, Leon" you assured him, your voice calm and yet caring. He needed that. He needed to remain that he did all he could, and it wasn't his fault. "Nothing bad will ever happen to you again"

But he kept sobbing, his voice muffled by his face covered on your chest. And he cried and sobbed like that until he fell asleep again, tears falling through his face. You gently covered him with the blanket, and then you gave him another kiss on his forehead before you left his room again. You were tired as well. You missed your home, and you wanted so desperately to run away from the hospital. Your thoughts were interrupted by someone calling you, and when you saw 'Redfield' on the screen, you just sighed.

"Hey, you" Chris said when you picked up the phone.

"Hey, Redfield. What's up?" you ask him, walking around the entrance to the hospital, where you could hear the sound of the traffic and the city.

"How is he?" Chris's voice seems to be concerned, and you know he is worried about Leon. You glanced to the sky before thinking about everything that happened.

"He's fine... Leon woke up today, and to be fair, he's really tired" you tell Chris, still remembering everything that happened during your escape. Just the thought of Leon being so hurt like that made your stomach twist. "But I guess he'll be here for a couple of days"

"Yeah, I thought so" he said, and you could imagine him shaking his head, and you smiled. "Can you tell him I called?"

"Yeah, sure... I'll let him know," you said, nodding your head, although Chris wasn't there to see you. "How're you doing?"

"The same as always. I'm investigating a guy named Glenn Arias, and hopefully, I'll find him soon" Chris said, now sounding very excited. It was a surprise he had time to check on Leon. Sometimes, he was very busy at the BSAA. "But I need to get going, I just wanted to hear from you. Take care of yourself"

"Yeah, you too, asshole" you smirk slightly when you call him an asshole. Then, you heard him laugh as well before he ended the call. Your hands were shaking again, and you were starting to feel the consequences of what happened.

You weren't weak, but this time, you were feeling something different inside you.

Sure, seeing the love of your life almost die in front of your eyes while there was nothing you could do to stop that... You were tired and overwhelmed by something you had never felt before, and you hated it. You looked up again, observing the sky, trying to calm yourself and noticing the shapes of the clouds and the colors combined. It was beautiful.

You took a deep breath and then returned to his room. He was sleeping peacefully, although you could see his swollen eyes, the result of so many tears being released by his sudden breakdown. It was so unusual to see Leon vulnerable, but you knew that he was tired of saving everyone and having no one to save him or take care of him when he needed it. And you understood that you were the one to do that. You were his home and his safe place, the one he needed to assure him everything was fine.

Sometimes, he just needed you.

Saving the world was a tough job and took everything from him, except for you. Sometimes, he needed to feel your touch, feel your presence, and hear you tell him everything was fine the way they were. He wasn't the scared boy you met at Raccoon City. He was so different, and yet, he remained the same. His essence hasn't changed. Time couldn't break him, although it was rough.

He had to endure all over these years, but still, he was the same, Leon. His eyes only shine when you're around, and he can be very lovely and kind only with you, although he had a lot of trust issues you had to overcome with patience and love. Leon was your everything, and by now, you were seeing how close you were to losing him. And this memory was killing you inside, melting you like acid, poisoning your mind, and making you feel guilty.

"A penny for your thoughts" you hear his voice, even though he sounds husky for a moment. His eyes were swollen, but they were shining so beautifully.

"I thought you were sleeping" you smirk, sitting again on the edge of his bed, crossing your arms. "Chris called, just for you to know"

"He did?" Leon raised an eyebrow as he watched you nod your head. "Thanks, I'll talk to him when I leave"

"You should be sleeping" you said to him, sitting on the edge of his bed, making yourself comfortable.

"I can't sleep. I hate being in here, and I don't want to close my eyes..." he sighed heavily, avoiding looking at you. You knew what it was.

"It's okay to be afraid, you know?" you smiled gently, reaching for his hand. Your fingers tangled with his, as he slowly started to put his attention on you again. "We went through a lot, and we still have each other. This has to mean something, Leon"

"Do you think this will pass?" he asks you, and for a moment, you saw that he was truly scared. This was unusual, too, but you had to be there for him. He needed you.

"Yeah, I do. I have nightmares too, sometimes I'm afraid to sleep, I don't want them to scare me" you said to him, your voice full of empathy and kindness, as the comfort words were everything he needed at the moment. Leon seemed to be surprised, but he remained silent. "Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and look for you, to make sure you're here with me and safe... I know they twist your mind and make you feel worse, but they aren't real, and they can't hurt you. This is what I tell myself every night"

Leon nods his head as he silently asks for a hug. Your arms were around him in a warm hug, like you can protect him from everything else in the world. You both watched the sunrise outside. It was such a beautiful morning like it was telling you to start again. Like you both had a new chance to start a new chapter in your life.

"When you leave the hospital, we can start again, you know?" you ask him, your eyes still looking outside.

"What do you mean by that?" Leon glances at you, his eyes shining even more. They were like sapphires, and they had their glow. Such a beautiful pair.

"I won't risk losing you. I'm considering retirement... I've had my share of danger. And I'm done with it" you explained to him very calmly, but you were sure about your decision. The government could find someone else.

"Are you sure about that?" Leon asks you again, as he considers your words. You nodded again to him, and for some reason, you knew what he was thinking. "Maybe we can buy that house we've always wanted... travel the world like tourists and... grow old together"

"You don't have to retire just because I want to. I know you love your job and the adrenaline that comes with it... but I can't do this anymore" you tell him, trying to convince him to don't do anything he might regret later.

"Sweetheart, I know one day I won't be able to wake up again and see a sunrise like this. This time, I only escaped because you were there with me... but who knows what will happen next?" Leon said, his voice full of determination and certainty. He squeezed your hand to let you know he was convinced. "And if you won't be there with me, then I don't want to go alone"

You knew you couldn't change his mind. He was the type of person who once decided something, he wasn't going back. On the other hand, it was a tremendous surprise to see he was willing to retire just for you. He wanted so badly to have peace and a happy ending that he would do that.

"When I was a kid, I used to think about what kind of man I'd grow up to be. I never thought my life would turn out this way" Leon sighed heavily, avoiding looking at you while he was rethinking his entire life. It wasn't a secret to you that he was an orphan, that his parents were killed, and he was left alone, saved by a cop, which led him to become one of them. You just knew. "I keep fighting... and fighting and fighting. Instead of seeing an end to this shit, it just keeps getting worse. Is this what my life is supposed to be? Fighting the living dead and the bastards that make them? What's the point of it all? It feels like I'm stuck in a goddamn loop... how much longer can we keep going on like this?"

And there he was.

The broken man you loved and tried to heal over and over, the man you saved a thousand times. The same man that carried this trauma since the day you met, the same pain in those beautiful sapphire eyes. He was done. And you both knew that. He reaches for your hand, a desperate way to seek comfort, to know you both share the same thoughts and feelings. He needed to hear that. He needed to be sure you were on the same page.

"You never seemed so angry about something before..." you smirk, seeing his face relax for a moment. He hated talking about Raccoon City.

"I'm angry because the government wiped the city off the map and covered it all up, I'm angry because there were people alive in there. There were families alive in there. And they didn't even try to get them out. They also said it was a tough call" Leon sighed again, he never spoke like that before, it was like he was hiding it inside him, waiting for the perfect opportunity to let it all out. He needed to get out of that off his chest. "So, tough call my ass! You can not save a country if you don't give a damn about the people in it"

Then he sighed again. He was keeping it inside his chest for so long that he felt great to speak his mind without being concerned about the consequences. It felt so good to finally be able to say whatever he wanted because he knew you wouldn't complain or say otherwise to him.

"So, yeah, that's why I want to retire as well. I'm so done with this that I don't want to spend the rest of my life chasing freaks and preventing the end of the world. They can find someone as good as me" he finally looks at you, seeking some kind of approval, although he didn't need one.

For some reason, you didn't have an answer. Everything he needed at the moment was told through your eyes because you both shared a connection that sometimes, words were unnecessary. Leon felt relaxed when he noticed the way you were looking at him because you didn't have to say a word.

"I just don't want an end that means a coffin or wasting time with things that I don't like. I want to end my life living peaceful days without being scared and traumatized... I want to be happy" Leon finished his vent with a sigh of pure relief. He leaned back his head against the pillow, feeling a bit exhausted.

"Then I promise you, sweetie, we'll have the happy ending we both deserve." you smiled gently at him, finding the proper words to express yourself and to make sure he felt embraced. He just smiled at you, his eyes shining again. "You know, we create such unnecessary pain for ourselves"

"What do you mean by that?" Leon raises an eyebrow, his face slowly confused. He was so adorable when he was like that.

"Remember when we first met? You asked me about my perception of what happened in there, and I told you I was elaborating... I think now I have the answer" you said to him, smiling again. It was weird to think about that after so many years, but finally, it would have some conclusions.

"Yes, and what's your answer?"

"We think we're a failure because no one loves us. It's like we only exist if there's someone who sees us. Our life only has worth if we're living for someone else" you explained to him, your eyes looking outside the window, as you think about everything and everyone. "That restlessness we feel? It's our souls crying out to be set free from all the deceit we've been forced to believe"

"Your perception of the world always amuses me. I wish I could see things the way you see them" his voice is kind. He always loved to hear you, to listen to your voice as it helped him calm down during his dark days. You were light to his darkness.

Your face slightly turns red. It was weird. You always love to tease him and make him blush, but when he does the same to you, oh, dear God... you can't even react. He's the only one that has the power to make you speechless, the one that makes you blush harder and the same that makes your heart beat faster inside your chest. This man was Leon Scott Kennedy, and he would always have your heart.

"I love you" he said to you before starting to close his eyes.

"I know"

[watermelonlovershigh]

can you write one where harry is holding the shower head to your cl!t and you rly have to pee and accidently pee on the shower head 😭😭

Masturbation and a Full Bladder (SMUT) /blurb/

AN: so i'm sure this request was wanting me to lean more on the piss kink side of things but that's just not for me so i put my own little twist on it. i hope you enjoy. please don't forget to leave your feedback!!!

This story contains: shower sex, premature ejaculation, peeing in shower with NO kink involved, masturbation with shower head

{ boyfriend!harry - softrry - any harry era }

word count- 647

Harry pleasures you with the shower head after he came too quickly during sex but towards the end you end up having to pee really bad, resulting in him telling you to just pee in the shower.

The shower was steamy in more ways than one. Of course the hot water aided in the air inside the shower to get thick and heavy, but also from the heated activities you and your boyfriend Harry are partaking in.

Harry had you pinned to the tile wall where he fucked you hard and deep. But unfortunately he came too fast because you just felt so warm and tight around his cock and that left you orgasmless. But he wasn't having any of that.

He sat you down to your feet and right when you think he was gonna leave you hanging, Harry reaches up to grab the detachable shower head and twists the top part to change the water pressure. Once the water pressure came out more as a jet and not a shower stream, he was satisfied.

"Harry," you go to question, "what in the world are you..... Oh fuck!" Your sentence was cut off by you cursing out loud when he points the water between your legs where the jet stream hits your clit directly.

"Shhh, just trust me. Know this'll feel good for you. Focus on the feelin' of the water stimulating your clit, baby. It's nice isn't it?"

At this point all you can do is nod your head yes, the stimulation almost too much for your sensitive pussy. You have to grab on to Harry's free arm to stabilize yourself or else you'd fall to the shower floor, you're sure. You've never masturbated this way but you could see yourself doing it in the future.

After another minute or so, you get the urge to pee. Now you know that sometimes this feeling will come over you when you have to squirt, but you're 100% positive you just actually have to pee this time. "Harry, let me out. I've gotta you know..."

Harry pulls his eyes off from where he was concentrating on holding the water steady between your legs back up to your face. "Gotta what?" he asks, actually clueless.

"Gotta pee." you hiss, in desperation to relieve your bladder.

Harry giggles before retorting, "Yeah...... and we're in the shower. Just have a wee, love. Right here. It'll go right down the drain."

Fighting back the moans you wish to let out because he still has the water pointing at your clitoris, you gasp, "H, I am not..... not gonna just pee in your shower. What if it gets on you? Or the shower head?"

"If we were out the shower I may have a different opinion on getting your piss on me but we're not. We are in the shower. So what if a little gets on me. I'll just wash off."

Though you try to hold up a fight, your bladder won and suddenly piss (mixed with his cum) starts to flow out of you in a steady stream. You tilt your head down and watch the yellow colored liquid run down the drain. You can also see your pee slightly splattering onto Harry's feet but you ignore that fact to save yourself from more embarrassment.

Right at the end of your pee, your orgasm comes crashing down on you suddenly and your knees nearly buckle but Harry secures you upright with his left arm around your waist. His right hand keeps the shower head pointing to your throbbing clit until your hips jerk away from it becoming slightly painful now.

Harry hangs the shower head back up, adjusting it back to the shower stream, and turns around to encase both arms around your wet, trembling body. "How was that?" he whispers in your ear.

Through heavy breaths, you answer, "Um, yeah, felt great. But I can't believe you watched me pee in the shower. It's embarrassing."

Kissing your shoulder gently, Harry bites back, "No it's not. We all have a wee, baby. Nothin to be embarrassed about."

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hiiiii i rly enjoyed ur haechan drabble 💚 can i request for one of mark lee but with playful pecks or kisses ? ty in advance !

[NCT] MARK - SURPRISE KISSES

☆ Mark x gn reader ☆ fluff ☆ 1k+ words ☆ Giving a kiss out of the blue and watching the other get flustered. Note: I'm really happy you liked it and thank you for requesting! It's a bit late but I hope you enjoy this one too!!

At the start of your relationship, you could hardly imagine that anything would be better than making your boyfriend laugh. You wouldn’t say that you’re the funniest person alive, so whenever a little joke or a small comment was rewarded with Mark’s giggle, you felt like the happiest person alive.

That was, until your relationship developed to the point where casual kisses became more and more regular.

Saying hello and goodbye, good morning and good night with a peck was as natural as breathing, and it left room for the two of you to just approach the other without any particular reason aside from wanting a kiss. So, on a particular movie night date, that’s exactly what you did.

The movie was past its halfway point already when your eyelids started to feel heavy as you rested your head on Mark’s shoulder. He was completely engrossed in the scenes, even though you had watched it at least three times together already – he must have seen it even more times. For a while, you settled on watching his face and his minute reactions instead of the tv, letting your thoughts wander.

They didn’t go too far, eyes fixed and lingering on your boyfriend's face, when an idea suddenly popped into your head and you acted without any hesitation. You leaned up a bit and pressed a quick peck on his cheek.

You were met with wide, rapidly blinking eyes on a confused, visibly reddening face. “Huh? What was that?” It was as if you just snapped him out of the movie’s world and for a moment, he was unable to register what just happened.

You grinned at his reaction, your grin turning into giggles as you pressed a similarly quick kiss to his lips as well. “Nothing, I just really wanted to kiss you.”

“O-oh, okay…?” Mark was still looking at you like he wasn’t sure why you did that, and he kept glancing back at you in case you had something more to say. However, you just laid your head back on his shoulder and turned to the screen, smiling to yourself.

On that day, you committed Mark’s flustered expression to memory and made a mental note to surprise him with kisses more often.

A few more times and you were addicted. You kissed his cheek when he was too focused on something and didn’t notice you coming into his study. You kissed his neck when you cuddled in bed when he didn’t expect it. You pecked his lips when he was rambling too much and going in circles. You took every opportunity to watch him freeze for a moment, then blush and stutter and giggle in embarrassment. You thought that he would get used to your random kisses after a while but somehow, it never failed to catch him off-guard.

Everything was perfect until one day, your boyfriend took revenge.

It wasn’t that he intended to do so, the situation just presented itself naturally. The universe or some higher power must have taken pity on his heart and decided to make things even.

This evening, you were sitting on the couch, working on your laptop while Mark scrolled on his phone beside you. It was a quiet and comfortable moment, just existing in each other’s presence until you finished what you had to do and you could start making dinner. You were completely focused on the task at hand, losing all sense of time and space as you sunk into your thoughts.

You’re not sure how long you were in this state, only that what pulled you out of it was a pair of soft lips pressed to your cheek. As if mirroring the first time Mark was on the receiving end, you just stared at him with a confused expression and felt your face grow warmer under his self-satisfied look.

“What? Only you can give me surprise kisses?” he grinned and poked your cheek for good measure.

“N-no, I just… didn’t expect it…” you stated the obvious, looking away from him to your laptop’s screen but unable to find anything to focus on anymore.

“Cute,” Mark laughed at your reaction and gave you another peck before reaching over to take your laptop out of your hands and put it on the coffee table. “I was thinking that you should take a break and eat something, by the way.”

“Um, okay…” you nodded but made no move to get up, so Mark poked your side. “Hey!”

“Come on, you can’t be so shocked. Do you have any idea how many times you kissed me out of the blue like that?” he laughed, attempting to poke you again but this time you could slap his finger away before it could reach you.

“Yeah but you never did that to me before,” you argued and made your own move to poke his side.

Mark laughed again and from the sparkling of his eyes, you could tell that it was game on. “Well, then maybe I should start doing it more often too.” He avoided your defenses, pretending to poke your side but leaning in to kiss your neck instead. “I admit it’s fun.”

Thus, things escalated into a full-blown tickle fight. There was no real winner or loser; the both of you continued to poke, tickle and kiss the other as much as you could. Boundless laughter filled the living room while you fell over on the couch and became a mess of intertwined limbs. The fight only ended when the two of you couldn’t catch your breath anymore and there was no other choice but to refill your lungs.

Mark was the first one to recover and give you another kiss despite his unceasing giggles. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back for another kiss when he wanted to part from you, and you slid your fingers upwards to mess his hair up while he was distracted with your lips moving against his.

He looked mildly offended when he pulled away and looked down at you, but when he saw your fond smile, he couldn’t help but lean down again to press a kiss on the tip of your nose and mutter another “cute.”

“Cuter,” you argued, nuzzling your nose together with his.

You both needed a few moments of rest and cuddling after your tickle fight, neither of you quite wanting to separate just yet. Dinner would have to wait for a little while longer…

[yongislong]

winner winner soup dinner.

genre: fluff, crack? nct127!besties, idol y/n but not rly?

cw/note: mentions of eating and cooking, swearing, this was literally so fun, tysm anon! hope u enjoy hehe. not proofread! i missed you guys, i kinda went on hiatus because i started uni and i was going through it, i'll try and keep posting though!

"whachaaa doooinnnn," mark strings out as he sees you juggling various bottles of spices. you'd been wanting to cook a new dish for the members for ages now, but you were nervous.

"just trying something out... can you keep the boys, specifically jungwoo, out of the kitchen for a minute... just need some time is all," speaking softly, you shoot him a sweet smile. the one the boys can never seem to resist.

"anything for you y/n!" he ruffles your hair and makes his way to the shared living room.

through the thin walls you hear shouting from the boys after mark's suggestion to a mario kart tournament.

you'll have more than enough time.

it was getting colder and half of the dorm was falling sick to the flu. so you thought this was a perfect idea to attempt to recreate one of your favorite comfort foods, pho.

you'd gotten all the supplies ready after mark had waddled away. slipping on your headphones, you trusted the boys enough to not disturb you, it wouldn't take too long anyways.

your kitchen swagger playlist played lightly as you made swift work with the food.

about 30 minutes in, mark sneaks away to check up on you. he watches you move elegantly along the kitchen, softly humming to yourself and murmuring funny commentary along with some cute faces. he stifled a giggle and shook his head, slipping past the closed off kitchen before any of the boys noticed.

inspecting your pot, a satisfied look creeps up on your face, your hands making their way to your hips.

"BOO!!" you feel a strong pair of hands on your waist as a screech escapes your parted lips.

the smile of your face quickly drops and is replaced with terror. you quickly spin around, only to be met by a laughing yuta.

"UGHHGH!!! YUTA!!! you freak i had my earbuds in! dickface...."

hearing your scream, the boys all clamored into the kitchen. multiple "y/n!" and "are you okay's!" filled the hallway leading up to where they found yuta bent over from laughing and you clutching your chest, annoyance written all over your face.

"god can they ever catch a break yu..." doyoung mumbles.

"pft says you, when are you gonna stand up to me baby," haechan jokes, pulling doyoung down by the shoulders to attempt to smother him in kisses.

"y/n what's that?" taeil interjects.

"oh right!" a smile makes it way to your face as fast as it dropped. "i made some food and i really wanted you guys to try it! i know a couple of you guys have been feeling sick and i wanted to try out this new recipe..." you maneuver you way to the cabinets, beginning to grab 10 bowls.

"uhhh i don't know if that's such a good idea-" SMACK. haechan's mumbles were stopped by a large hand clasping over his mouth.

"we'd love to try it y/nieeee" johnny exclaims. he always had a way pf making everyone around him feel loved and supported. regardless of it being something he enjoyed or not. this was about you and your effort.

"i promise it's gonna be good..." you mumbled while trying to scoop enough noodles, meat and broth into all the different bowls. each of you guys had your own designated bowl that you gifted each other one secret santa.

johnny comes up behind you, squeezing your upper arms, snatching his bowl and leaving with a ruffle of your hair.

the boys followed, all clamoring to get their portion.

"y/n you're like our resident lunch lady!!"

"HAECHAN. SIT."

one settled, they loudly thank you for the food and dig in.

it was silent for too long. only the sound of small munches and breaths. no one moved a muscle on their face for what felt like hours. it made you anxious. waiting for their reply as you chewed on the bite you'd put in your mouth.

it wasn't that bad, good even, but some of the boys had gotten pretty spoiled eating in such fancy places for so many years.

"dude it's really good, like actually so nice, i feel cozy," says mark with a giggle and a dreamy look in his eyes.

"better than panera?" jae jokes.

"yo... might be a tie..."

"A TIE TO PANERA?? y/n is our resident gorgon ramsey by those standards."

again, clamors of agreeance and loud laughs came from the circle of boys on the floor.

yuta seemed to like it so much that he felt compelled to sneak over to your side, giving you a loud cheek kiss as a thank you.

you endured a ridiculous amount of compliments and praise from all the boys throughout dinner. most went back for a second and third bowl and taeil and jungwoo helped you clean the kitchen.

as a surprise, the next day you were awoken with a basket laying next to you on the floor, filled with notes from each member and a couple treats from the 7/11 down the street. as well as a couple small sanrio plushies, and that sweatshirt you always steal from jaehyun at the very bottom of the basket, balancing all of the other treats.

they all felt they had to do something to express how much they appreciated your meal. a lot of them claimed their sinuses were cleared and their chests got lighter once you confronted them in the living room for the cute gifts. they were all blushing messes and giggles, the morning began with a group hug.

hint: it was taeyong's idea <3

[h8crimesmd]

fic fic fic!!! (please not something with a sad ending, otherways you can throw anything on me) (also thank you <3)

oho ask and you shall receive!

A Modest Proposal by ignaz

"Tritter's case against House still depends on subpoenaed testimony from Wilson. To save House from losing everything, the doctors of PPTH decide on an unusual solution, which in turn leads to unexpected consequences. This is a story about the sacrifices we make that turn out not to be such great sacrifices after all. (Contains spoilers for everything up to and including "Merry Little Christmas.")"

I cannot say enough good things about this fic

its funny, its witty, the characters are in character, the ending is satisfying

the author rly said slow burn and put this bitch on simmer but by GOD its worth it

Made me laugh on numerous occasions.

the smut is top-tier. turn your phone brightness down if you're in public

Experimental Procedures by ORiley42

"An offhand comment leads Wilson to test out some unusual methods of pain relief for House. (They’re extremely effective.)"

ORiley42 has some really good fics in general i'd recommend checking them out

short and sweet (and spicy)

and surprisingly heartfelt at the end!

these old men are so silly and i love them very much

no need to worry by scribespirare

"House makes the mistake of telling his mother he can't join her for Christmas because of his new boyfriend. Somehow, this becomes Wilson's problem."

The fake dating trope of all time

actual tooth rotting fluff, made me go "AWWWW" out loud several times

shoutout blythe house fr

wilson being depressingly repressed and house being far too unrepressed

i wanted to mash their faces together like barbies

THE PAYOFF OF WHEN THEY REALIZE THAT HMM MAYBE THIS FAKE DATING THING IS WORKING

for fear that you find out by showzen

“Okay, okay! I just thought - why do your allotted times with me have to be separate?” He ventures. Both raise their eyebrows, but don’t immediately rip his head off, which he takes as a good sign. “Of course I like to spend time with both of you independently, but… I like both of you. Is there any good reason why we can’t, I don’t know - go bowling as… a trio?”

(wilson comes up with an elegant solution to the custody issue.)"

if wilson/house/amber isn't your thing, then this isnt for you

but even if it isn't, its worth a read

they're characterized really well

amber and house's headstrong nature against wilson's people pleasing tendencies

plus you get to watch hilson develop and instead of tossing him out, amber accepts house as a part of wilson

seriously well done. plus, it's a series!

thanks for asking anon! i hope you enjoy <3

[ihopeucomehomesoon]

hey eila sweetheart! i've been planning to rewatch amélie soon and if you don't mind, i was wondering if you could share your favourite bits from it? <3

hi rue !!! i am so glad u asked bc a few days after i read this i got to rewatch amelie on my flight! i was so happy and made notes of my fav parts LOL most of them were quotes and gif sets i've already collected on my blog, i've compiled them below - with the addition of couple other quotes that i liked and noted upon my recent rewatch - and hope u enjoy rewatching amelie too <333

^ umm this scene is so so dear to me !!!!!!!

i just love hipolito's quote and the way it sounds in english and french (also when it's shown at the end too it's such a happy and satisfying moment)

i love the special effects of amelie's anatomical heart beat racing as she runs into nino for a second time! to me i feel like her first time running into him isn't love at first sight but more of an intuitive pull and interest in this guy picking behind/underneath the photobooth. and the second time isn't either, but the curiosity she has in him has grown significantly (crush era)

special effects #2 that i really really appreciate and enjoy bc i've definitely felt this emotion 1000000 times before too

on my rewatch i rly rly loved dufayel's monalogue in this scene and almost cried 😭😭😭 also i love the pacing of this scene as it picks up as amelie's courage picks up and she races to the window and then to the door to which she opens and finds nino who is already there

(i also teared up at a previous scene where amelie is watching tv and the people in it say "If amelie chooses to live in a dream and remain an introverted young woman she has an absolute right to mess up her life!" and it cuts to amelie who sighs and closes her eyes)

and of course i love the kiss scene and the bike scene <333

[heart4gyu]

the sundress theory || 02z x reader

note: once again i got this idea off tiktok so if it’s familiar that’s why lol… i was gonna do a full story for one member but then i couldn’t choose (they’ve been bias wrecking me so bad recently TT) so i’ll write this in celebration of 02z subunit coming soon!! pls leave comments it rly encourages me hope u enjoyyy ^_^

warnings: mdni, very suggestive, jake gets a lil jealous [sunghoon’s part is coming soon but i rly rly wanted to get this posted today TT so enjoy this for now :3]

park jongseong

“baby, can you come in here for a second,” you called out from your bedroom. you and jay had plans to go out and spend the day together, but while choosing your outfit you decided it would be a great opportunity to test out your little theory.

the moment he steps past the door, he stops dead in his tracks. you watch his eyes look you up and down, with his mouth gaped open.

“can you zip me up, please?” you ask, politely, acting oblivious to his reaction. he blinks a couple times before swallowing dryly and walking up to you.

“… this dress new?” he says, clearing his throat, which is unexplainably dry. his palms sweaty as he reaches for the zipper and trying to not stare so shamelessly at the view of your side boob.

“yeah, i wanted to wear it for you today since we’re going out,” you say as he finishes zipping you up. you turn to him and wrap your arms around his shoulders, smiling innocently. his cheeks are a faint shade of red and he hesitates to touch you but it’s so cute since you’ve never seen him act this way. but the second his hands are on your waist, gripping the material of the dress, his whole demeanor changes.

“why don’t we stay in today instead?” he asks, turning your body to face your full length mirror, hands caressing your waist.

“but i thought you said you wanted to go try that new steak house?” you say, watching the way he’s looking at you through the mirror. he shakes his head, making eye contact with you in the mirror. he trails a couple kisses from your shoulder up to right behind your ear.

“i’m not really hungry for that anymore,” he says, his hand reaching around to grab your chin and turn your face towards him. your heart racing when you see how dark his eyes look now and he gives a small smirk to your reaction before leaning in to kiss you passionately. “there’s something else that i want…”

“hmm…” you pretend to think it over, turning to face him again and walking him back to the bed. “as long as you promise to make me a real good dinner afterwards,” you say, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.

“of course, darling, we’ll both have something to enjoy tonight,” he says, a satisfied smile on his face. you reach for the zipper but he stops you. he quickly switches your positions and lays you down on the bed. “you can leave it on.”

sim jaeyun

jake was fine. he was holding it together just fine. when you showed him the dress at home, he swore his heart stopped beating for a second, but he was fine.

“what do you think?” you said, stepping out into the living room, where he was waiting for you on the couch. his jaw dropped slightly as he looked up at you from his phone.

“what do i think?!” he said, his undivided attention on you now. he approached you, very gently placed his hands on your shoulders and dragging them down your arms, taking in the full image of you. “you look gorgeous, angel.”

and he complimented you the whole rest of the morning. he complimented you in the car on the way to your usual coffee shop. even when he was sitting at the table watching you order the drinks at the counter, he was thinking of all the compliments he’d give you when you came back.

though, it wasn’t until he noticed the barista that he realized everyone else could see how beautiful you looked too. jake watched him point down towards your dress and say something, then, saw you place a hand on your chest and reply something back, a shy smile on your face. this unsettled jake but he didn’t want to make it obvious.

“what was that about?” he asked as you sat down next to him with your drinks.

“what?” you replied, having let the conversation with the barista completely slip your mind.

“the guy… what did he say to you?” he pressed, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him by your hip. his face was only a couple inches away from yours when you looked over at him. he was watching you so intently, you couldn’t help but giggle a bit at how cute he was.

“jaeyun,” you laughed, cupping his cheek and maintaining eye contact with him. “he just said my dress was pretty, it didn’t mean anything from him.”

that and a lil peck to his cheek was enough to get jake to drop the issue. you finished your drinks and headed back to car, where he was still a little pouty.

“jakey… his compliment meant nothing after all the nice things you’ve said to me today, you know that right?” you said, leaning over to place a kiss on his lips. he nodded, leaning in for more and who were you to reject him now.

“i know i believe you, but can we just go home now?” he said, with his eyes closed and lips still touching with yours. then you felt his cold hand come in contact with your upper thigh making you gasp.

“why do you want to go home? we were supposed to go shopping…” you said, observing the way his chest rose and fell, heavily.

“can i be honest?” he asked, opening his eyes now to see your response. you simply nodded and he sat up a bit, sliding his hand under your dress now making you press your thighs together. “i really wanna clear off the back seat and take you right here.”

you did, in fact, let him take you back home… and yes, he made it up to you by taking you on a shopping spree the next day.

park sunghoon

sunghoon had done well, better than you expected actually. when you first had this “sundress idea” you thought he wouldn’t make it out the house but he did.

not that you were upset or anything because you saw his initial reaction: the flowers in his hand fell to his side when you opened the door to your apartment. his mouth agape and the tips of his ears dusted a pretty shade of pink. “you look beautiful.”

he was stunned so you understood that he was at a loss for words but then, that’s all he said. and when the two of you stepped out of the house for your lunch date, and for shopping at the mall, and a walk in the park, he still felt… indifferent to you.

but he knew. he was well aware that he wasn’t the only one who had eyes able to see just how perfect you looked in your new dress. and so, to you, he acted indifferent because he didn’t want to upset you by being possessive.

though, in his own mind, every gesture he made was purposeful. like when he took a seat next to you on the booth at the restaurant and you couldn’t see the face he was giving the waiter as you placed your order. poor guy didn’t even want to make eye contact with you anymore. and when he left and you looked over at sunghoon, who had just the sweetest smile on his face.

and at the mall, he could admit he overdid it a bit. he was like a backpack, the way he had his hands attached to your waist and walked so closely behind you that you tripped up a couple of times as you looked through the racks of clothes.

“babe, hold these bags for me please,” you said, trying to give him something to do other than be attached to you. but still he stood so close and was so intimidating, he could’ve passed as your body guard. but he didn’t care, because even though you didn’t notice the stares, he definitely did.

the park was his last straw. the two of you walked hands interlaced, nothing out of the ordinary. of course, a couple of stares and double takes that sunghoon had to ignore. but thats when a little boy came up to you, a bouquet of small flowers that he’d picked from the ground in his hand.

“oh my god, they’re so pretty,” you cooed, as he handed them to you with stars in his eyes.

“i gave her a real one,” sunghoon murmured. and you tried your best not to laugh at the way he was competing with a child. you leaned over and ruffled the boy’s hair, thanking him before he ran off back to his friends.

when you got back to your apartment, sunghoon was fully sulking now. “why are you pouting, hoon?” you said, as you walked over to the couch with a bowl of popcorn for your movie night.

he sighed, over exaggeratedly, “…you just looked so beautiful in your new dress and i was trying so hard to hold back all day and not ruin our plans but everyone was staring at you and you even accepted a gift from someone els-” you cut off his rambling with a kiss to his lips, which he reciprocated right away.

“i wore this dress for you, hoon, but i thought you didn’t really like it since you didn’t say anything out of the ordinary,” you said. and he dropped his head back onto the couch, another sigh leaving his lips.

“i don’t wanna watch this movie anymore,” he pouted, picking his head up and placing his hands on your waist, tugging at you a bit.

“…okay then, what do you want to do?” you asked, and him pulling you onto his lap with his hands immediately under your dress was answer enough.

[yandere-sins]

I see that ur request is open, u don't have to do mine (I just rly wanna see how this gonna turn out 🤡)

But may i request a yandere farmer x fem reader

(I'm not rly into any fandom so you can just pick any or Rhys is fine too 👀)

My jam, and you know what? I owe everyone named Alex something, so let me create this wonderful buff farmer!yandere named Alex who I don’t kill off this time, I promise. Enjoy!

I uh, did hint at my ideas for yandere farmers with Milo from Pokémon before so yeah. Let’s go over that again, shall we? I’ll give a warning for pet play for those unfamiliar.

Rated Lime

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It’s still early in the morning when you hear the jarring sound of the barn door opening. For a moment, you hope that all you experienced for the last few days had been a dream, but your body still aches from sleeping on the cold ground, revealing the heavy truth. You can hear the chipper, “Good morning, ladies!” as the cows start to moo in response, the unbearable smell of fecal and urine drifting towards you with the fresh air coming in from outside.

It’s time to get up, scream, do something! But you blink a few times, your swollen eyes barely opening after you cried yourself to sleep last night, and you look at the iron cuffs around your wrists. Why even trying? you ask yourself, immediately discarding the thought and pushing yourself from the floor. No, it’s too early to give up. You can’t let yourself down like this yet.

“And good morning, Sunshine.” The voice next to you makes you flinch as you look up into the chestnut eyes of your captor. He tips his cap, smiling. You’re disgusted by his presence alone, but a sweet smell comes your way. Leaning over the wooden barriers he put up as your ‘pen’, Alex holds a plate in his hands, pancakes stacking up on top of it with blueberries rolling off of them. The food is still warm, steam visibly rising from them in the colder morning air.

He looks at you expectantly when you don’t make a move, only trying to hide the saliva building in your mouth. You haven’t had a homemade breakfast in a long time, much less proper food in the last few days. There is no telling if your body can still stomach something as delicious as pancakes, but you prefer it so much more than the weird grain mix he also feeds to the cows and would shove down your throat. “Thought you might be hungry, Babe,” he smiles as he sees the desire in your eyes, his own gaze never straying from you, taking in every last flinch and move of yours.

In a way, you are like a wild animal to him, that much he told you. He restricted your movements with chains, fed you like cattle, and treated you like a dog, cooing and using the carrot and stick method to handle you. It’s disgusting, but by now, you at least feel as dirty as one. Using the fork he brought along, Alex cuts off a piece from the breakfast, eating from it first, his eyes staring into yours as he does it. Did he do it to show he didn’t poison it? Does he want to claim this plate of pancakes for himself? But why would he bring it to you in the first place if that’s the case?

Still chewing, he puts the fork down, pulling another pancake piece off the plate with his bare fingers, and holds it out to you. He was eager to lessen the distance between you and him from day one, but his dirty methods made you want to spit in his face. Stomach growling, you are at a loss of what to do. If you let him feed you like a dog, there was no way he’d keep it at that, but perhaps this was your only chance on receiving actual, human food he’d give you if you refuse him.

Your chains rattle as you scoot closer, refusing to play the captured animal and crawl on all fours. Every muscle of yours is sore and hurt from the cold, but there is no other way, the chains around your wrists and ankles keeping you down with their weight. Instead, you stretch your neck as far as possible, your back tensing up in response until your mouth is under his fingers and the piece of pancake hanging from them. But Alex doesn’t just let the food go, watching you with an excited grin as you carefully put the piece between your teeth. Only then does he let go, and you are able to claim the sweet sensation on your tongue as yours.

Eager, Alex holds out another piece, and you take it without even swallowing the first one completely. Something in you completely set out as your brain is satisfied with sugary sweet and fluffy pancakes melting in your mouth, their warmth going through your whole body. You are hooked on the rush of food, you don’t notice your tongue lapping up the syrup on his fingers with the next piece of pancake until it’s too late. But Alex notices, his lips immediately turning into a disgusting grin of self-satisfaction, and he reaches for your face, fingers curling under your chin and thumb rubbing over your cheek.

Immediately, you shy away, disgusted by his touch and disappointed in yourself that you didn’t see it coming. In the reflection of his wide-open, maniacally staring eyes, you can see how dirty and disgusting you are after living like a barn animal for days, and that is precisely how Alex sees you. An animal that he just touched for the first time. Who came to him of their own free will. To him, it is progress. To you, despair.

“Come,” he entices, luring you with more pancakes, but you feign disinterest. “Don’t be scared now. I know you like it.”

The pancakes? Yes. Him? Not at all.

“You need to eat to get big and strong, you know?”

“I’m not a baby animal,” you hiss back, putting on the meanest glare you can muster.

“You sure act like one,” Alex reminds you tauntingly, his smile unfading but his expression less amused than it had been before. “Licking at my fingers, coming to me for food. Don’t you think that’s what a good pet does? You’ve been holed up in your corner for too long. You should be more grateful for my efforts, just like the cows.”

Gnawing at your lip, your eyes fall from his to the pancake slowly growing cold. Only now do you realize he has been feeding you with these fingers of his without your knowledge if they were dirty or clean. Being a farmer, you never know where he puts them before approaching you, and you grow more disgusted for having fallen into this trap he had laid out for you.

Suddenly, for the first time, you hear him sigh. Even when he scratched his head and wondered what to do with you before, he never once had sighed. Somehow, it makes you shudder, a bad feeling spreading in your stomach as he hangs his head, shaking it.

“I’m not asking much, you know. Here’s the deal.” His eyes are ice-cold as he looks up again, and Alex roughly throws the piece of pancake to the floor right in front of you. It no longer looks appetizing, but you are more afraid of the man before you than the wasted food. “Eat it,” he orders commandingly, fitting this whole scenario he imagines you two to play in.

“Ew, no--” you want to protest, furrowing your brows when he interrupts you harshly by throwing the whole plate, including the pancakes, to the ground inside your pen. “In less than an hour, your whole fucking pen will be swarmed by ants. But I’ve got something better for you.”

Pointing to the piece of food before you, Alex repeats, “Eat it,” and this time, you don’t dare to respond. “Eat, and you can come inside with me.”

At this, your ears perk up, eyes widening. “I-Inside?” you ask, doubting that he meant what he said. “Yeah. I prepared a nice box for you in the house, warm and cozy. Clean water and a hot shower included, but I need to know that you are willing to listen to me, you understand?”

Body trembling, you sit there like a deer in the headlights. This is too good to be true, and you fear how high the price is that you’d have to pay if agreed. Listening to him can’t possibly be the only thing he’d want once you were inside, but you watch as the first few flies come over from the cows, wanting to get a piece of the delicious breakfast wasted on the ground. You’d have no peace if you stayed here - never.

Your hand reaches out but just as quickly pulls back. “What will we do inside?” you squeak, unable to control your anxious stuttering. Now that Alex’s lips curl back into a smile, you see his sinister side for the first time. He is leaning casually onto the barricade, but his whole demeanor changed into something horrifying, something that gives you the vibes of a sick and twisted person more than ever. “Don’t ask, just decide. Eat and come inside with me, or stay here between cows, piss, and shit. Maybe you can be useful for milk production?”

The pure horror of thinking about what that fate would entail makes you go weak, and in less than a few seconds, you had gobbled up the piece of pancake, stuffing it into your mouth. Immediately you feel the recoil of your body after doing something so disgusting, but you hold back from spitting it out, already having come so far. “Good girl,” he praises you in a belittling tone like you’d use for pets and children. Opening up your pen by unlocking the many locks he had put on for safety, Alex doesn’t mind the food on the ground, neither slipping on it and breaking his neck like you hoped for, nor having shards of the plate go through his boots.

“Give me your hand,” he asks, holding his own out until you slowly lift yours into his. The chains are way too heavy, but the fear keeps you working even though your wrists are open wounds from the chafing cuffs. “Good,” he keeps praising, repeating the progress for your other hand. “You’re learning so quickly, look at you. Attagirl!”

You don’t dare to rub your bleeding wrists as they are finally free, but a giant boulder falls from your heart as you feel relief set in. “Damn, you do need a good bath, though,” Alex mutters as he sits down beside you, proceeding to uncuff your ankles. You feel a sense of shame, not being able to smell yourself anymore but not wanting to imagine it either.

Finally, you are free of all restrains, but before you can try doing anything funny, Alex picks you up in his arms, his broad chest in front of your face and the smell of aftershave and sweat filling your nose. You didn’t know that was how he smelled. After all, he brought you here unconscious, and when you woke up, you were already in this shitty pen, cuffed and gagged for the first two days.

“Feeling good?” he asks you as he notices how quiet you’ve gotten, not much left of your spiteful self that would scream and curse at him before. You nod slowly, not looking up. Looking at him from close-up might cause you to puke after all, and you’ve worked too hard to get to this point. Alex gives you a rough, scolding shake, and you instinctively grip onto his shirt. “Tell me.”

“Yes...” you mumble, hoping that will be enough to satisfy him, and Alex gives you another sigh before shrugging lightly and adjusting you in his arms. “That’s something we can work on,” he promises you for another time, and you keep your head low as he carries you outside.

It’s been way too long that you saw the morning dew on the grass, fog covering the fields in the distance, and the sun only starting to fully rise above you. It makes you look up in awe, unknowingly being observed by a curious pair of eyes from above. Being outside again almost makes the trouble worth it, and you are able to find happiness in this small victory.

But you have yet to grasp the consequences of your decision. Even if it looked great in the image you had in your mind, you aren’t aware of the state of the house inside, what was waiting for you behind the pretty facade of a farmer’s home. The demands he has of you that Alex had yet to reveal and how eager he was to train his adorable little darling. Make you just as dependant and obsessed with him as his animals were, while you’d share their place at the end of the bed for a long time.

And you didn’t even know about the collar yet.

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A/N: Oh god, I haven’t written anything in the present tense for a loooong time. I hope it was readable! Sorry in advance if I messed up occasionally, I tried to get everything sorted out properly... >_< Still, a very enjoyable write and I hope the read as well!

[ayyezhongli]

dom student council pres zhongli x troublemaker childe

Guess who’s back :D Back with some zhonchi smut for all u sinners. Note: Theres a lot of spelling errors bc when i wrote this i was telling it to a friend n they said i should post this n i’m too lazy to edit it so yeah! enjoy <3

summary kinda: child did something n is now stuck in detention with zhongli being a kinky president of the student council watching him.

so childe is bored asf n tries seducing zhongli. but childe has always had a crush on zhongli. thats why he misbehaves to get his attention.

so zhongli says “ur here again” n sighs

“yup did you miss me?! dont answer that bc ik you did”

n zhongli sighs again all annoyed n shit

“seems you never learn”

“maybe i’m jus here bc i love n want to see you everyday”

n zhongli taking that as sarcasm rolls his eyes

“i doubt that.”

and so for like 30mins childe is making all these noises to get zhongli’s attention and annoy him which it works. and zhongli having enough of it already decides that he needs to be punished. so he gets up n walks over to the desk childe is sitting at cups his face with his hand grinning

“u rly like to get on my nerves dont you~…..” and childe’s tryna contain himself

“is it working~?”

“idk pretty boy….wanna find out for urself~…..”

n zhongli is like inches away from childe’s face. n childe still keeping his composure decides to tease back hoping to get what he’s longed for for so long.

“idk do i~?….”

and zhongli leans in n jus as hes abt to kiss childe he pulls away and walks back over to the teachers desk and childe is really disappointed bc he thought he finally had it but jus lost it. so zhongli goes back to working on his paperwork while childe is just furious.

”Is this how u treat everyone?! tease them and leave them with nothing. take advantage of us!!”

n zhongli bursts out laughing putting his papers in a neat stack

”ur quite interesting childe, if i said it was jus u would that make u feel better??”

and childe huffs rolling his eyes still rly pissed off.

“did u want more? were you expecting something more from me? something else?”

n childe blushing looks away

“fuck off”

n zhongli gets mad at the response and pulls out one of those long ass rulers n gets up n starts walking to childe.

“thats no way to speak to the student council president. you need to be punished”

so zhongli sets the ruler aside still pissed asf

“get up.” childe ignores.

”get up right now.” childe still ignores.

so zhongli grabs the ruler smacking it against the desk childe is at.

“GET UP RIGHT NOW!”

n childe jumps a little and gets up

“ok ok chill”

so childe walks over to zhongli n stands in front of him.

“im gonna punish n force you into submission until u completely submit to me”

childe laughs

“no way. you really think u can do that? just try”

“oh i will. just watch me”

(a/n: in this fic childe has bright pink sensitive nipples bc ughh 😩🤌🏾 well both of them have bright pink nipples but zhonglis r rly sensitive.)

so zhongli turns childe around n starts grinding against him causing childe to moan ever so slightly.

“do u like that~?”

n childe tryna keep his composure laughs to cover up a moan. n zhongli looks down and grins seeing childe’s hard erection through his clothes.

so zhongli reaches down n starts palming childe causing slightly louder moans to come out of his mouth.

“your so hard for me childe….what a naughty slutty little boy~“

childe loses it bc zhongli is finally saying the things he’s been dreaming of him saying. so zhongli amused starts licking the shell of his ear biting and nibbling it which makes childe blush harder. so zhongli reaches his hand down into childe’s pants and boxers and wraps his hand around childe’s dick which he almost cums. so zhongli starts pumping him n not even 30s he throws his head back on zhonglis shoulder n cums letting out a loud moan

“fuck zhongli~…..”

zhongli smirks very amused

“so quick to cum~ do i rly turn u on that much~?”

n childe fights the urge to nod his head and submit. he’s not going down without a fight.

“no i was just pent up. why would i be for someone like you!!”

zhongli snickers and slides his hands up childes shirt n starts taking it off.

“not submitting yet i see~….”

“did u think it would be that easy asshole? ha!”

so zhongli turns childe around.

“you should just give up now! your not go-“

n zhongli interrupts him with a passionate kiss. a long deep one filled with sexual tension n desire. he leaves childe blushing like crazy and gasping for air.

“what was that? i didnt catch the last part, say that again.”

“i said that i’m never gonna sub-“

n zhongli interrupts him again. same thing happens like 2 more times until childe gives up.

“can u repeat that one more time?”

and childe looks away with a annoyed expression on his face

“glad that shut u up~”

so then zhongli looks childe up and down bites his lip causing childe to blush.

“you’re kinda cute…i think i can use u….”

n childe blushes more

“and these nipples….”

zhongli says while pinching them making childe arch his back and moan loudly.

“they look pink and innocent…but when i pinch n twist them like this…”

childe lets out n even louder moan with a face flushed even more n drool running down the side of his mouth

“….you make such naughty noises and that really turns me on.”

and so zhongli continues pinch n play with them and then starts marking his neck.

“what if i made u mine hmm? my little fuck toy? or how abt pet?? you could be of some use to me….”

and all childe can do is whimper. so zhongli has him bend over on the teachers desk and pulls down childe’s pants. and he like squeezes childes plump round ass and caresses it before grabbing the ruler and spanking him with it which causes childe to moan n cum immediately.

“ur such a slutty masochist”

n childe groans n is like stuttering his words

“w-w-well ur so fucking sadis-“

n zhongli spanks him not with the ruler this time but his hand n childe jus looses it.

“ready to submit….?”

n childe tryna keep the ounce of pride he has left shakes his head.

“no!”

zhongli spanks him again.

“how abt now?”

“No!”

n so zhongli gets an idea n sticks his fingers inside childe’s mouth.

“suck”

childe does so n a minute later zhongli pulls them out.

“what are you gonna d- ahh!”

and zhongli’s fingers are wiggling around inside childe tryna get him prepared. childe has just completely lost it. he’s drooling all over the desk, moaning so loudly that if there was people here they would be able to hear, clinging onto the edge of the desk like his life is on the line.

“f-fuck zhongli…ahhh”

he’s a panting slutty mess. a fee mins later zhongli pulls his fingers out n takes off his own pants and boxers lining himself up to childes entrance. he inserts only the tip of his dick causing childe to go even more crazy if thats even possible n moan so fucking loud. but its been long enough. he wants more. more of zhongli inside him. he wants all. all of zhongli inside him. so he whimpers n cries out zhongli’s name.

“whats the problem sweetheart?”

zhongli says grinning from ear to ear.

“pls..”

childe says desperately

“pls what?”

”pls zhongli i-….”

“you…? gotta tell me what u want otherwise i wont know.”

“pls i want more of u….!!”

“beg for more than.”

“Zhongli pls i want ur cock inside me so bad. pls i’ll do anything!! just fuck me already!!”

“anything…?”

zhongli says slipping half way inside him.

“y-y-yes just pls fuck me!!”

n zhongli, a very satisfied man jus starts pounding into him hitting his g spot every time.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! ZHONGLI PLS SLOW DOWN AHH~!!”

n that only makes zhongli speed up and childe cums like multiple times. after a while, giving a few last thrusts zhongli comes for the second time inside childe. and pulls out while childe just drops to the floor completely unable to move or anything. jus a panting blushing hot slutty mess with zhongli’s cum dripping out of him. all pride lost. pulling his pants and boxers back on zhongli lifts him up to his feet and bc childe has no strength he just falls onto zhongli resting his head on his shoulder.

“now that you’ve completely submit to me, ur all mine~….mine to do whatever i pls with. mine and only mine. No one else….”

and childe jus nods groaning bc of the pain.

”i hope u learned ur lesson now. unless…. you wanna comeback again for another visit…”

n childe jus groans again.

“i see the way you look at me childe….a look filled with lust and desire…its really quite a turn on~….. you look so desperately….so needy….so vulnerable…the amount of times i wanted to bend you over and fuck u so hard until you cant walk is too much to count. i wanted to make you mine so no one else could have that innocent slutty little boy who’s just oozing with sexual desire. any man or woman would get turned on n wanna have there way with you. u needed to be protected and only by me.”

so zhongli grinds his teeth bc of how possessive he is.

“so no one but me can fuck u stupid. and now that ur finally mine…i dont have to worry abt it so much as before”

n so zhongli strokes childe’s hair n plants a kiss on his head.

“you’re my precious little play thing.”

and childe, burying his face into zhongli’s chest smiles bc thats all he ever wanted. and then he looks up at zhongli as zhongli looks down at him smiling.

“zhongli…?”

”yes?”

“if all u said was true….why were u such an asshole to me. you were stricter on me than others, ruder to me than others, tougher on me then others….so why?”

“why?”

zhongli chuckles n childe nods

“to keep a good reputation, but i also wanted to push you, everytime u got angry and gave me attitude it only turned me on. which is why i kept going….does that answer ur question?”

n childe grunts

“u sadistic fuck!”

n zhongli laughs

“says the one who got turned on every time i public humiliated or yelled at you….”

“thats not true!!”

“uh-huh…the sexual energy u admit would become stronger and i could hear your breathing getting heavier with breathy tiny moans and u would always part ur lips slightly and rub ur thighs together and on top of that, ur eyes squint ever so slightly.”

childe was speechless bc this whole time he thought he was being slick.

“w-w-well that doesnt matter!”

childe said huffing and zhongli only chuckled and kissed his head.

“hey childe…”

“what!”

“i love you….”

childe was blushing like crazy. never in a million years did he think zhongli would say that.

“you can’t just go randomly saying those things?!!”

childe said burying his face deeper into zhonglis chest.

“b-but i love you too i guess…”

he mumbled and zhongli smirked.

“look at me.”

childe looked up into zhonglis ambers eyes embarrassed asf.

“wh-wh-what is it?”

“you’re really cute yk.”

n zhongli leaned down slightly and kissed him before he could say anything else. the end :)

thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed even though its formatted weird and kinda sorta a story. 🥰

[meltwonu]

9. “Try to stay quiet, understand?”

11. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

32. “If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.”

notes; dom!hoshi, tiger-hybrid!reader, ….threesome, dom!jihoon, dirty talk, degradation, name-calling, hair pulling, blowjobs, bukkake, fucking in public, usage of the term ‘master’, this is rly just pwp ☠️ god the way i am fueled by, like, 2 pictures of soonyoung rn AND THE FUCKING TEASER THAT CAME OUT TODAY??? HELLOO>????AND PPL SPECULATING IF THE BACKING VOCALS ARE JIHOON? I AM NOW A WH0RE☠️☠️ also yes this is a continuation of my last hosh drabble! Altho ig you don’t really need to have read that one to get this one? This ones just… smut. 0 plot, all railing ☠️💕 Anyway, as always, thank you for requesting! Sorry I turned it into a 3some! 🤣💕 Enjoy! 

“A-ah… m-master…”

Soonyoung smirks - hands gripping your ass tighter as his cock slams into you with each skillful thrust of his hips. “M-master!”

“Try to stay quiet, understand? You wouldn’t want someone to walk into the sauna and see me fucking your pretty ‘lil cunt, do you, kitten?”

The thought has you clenching harder around his cock; nails digging into his back when his cock curves right into your g-spot. “Ah, I--” You bite down on your bottom lip, images of the male from earlier winking at you from behind the receptionist table flooding your mind.

“Oh? Maybe you do? Hah, greedy ‘lil slut. Who was it?”

Soonyoung pushes you harder against the sauna’s wooden walls; sweat dripping down his and your body as he rocks into you and through the heat and the pleasure, you can’t even remember the male’s name - only his sultry gaze when he watched you walk in with Soonyoung earlier.

You open your mouth, ready to explain yourself when the door to the sauna is tugged open harshly.

“Hey, whoever’s in here has to go, we’re closing in--whoa.”

Jihoon stands in the doorframe, towel slung over his shoulder and hair mussed from a workout as he stares at Soonyoung’s naked body hoisting you up and keeping you pressed tight against the wall.

“Uh…”

He can’t deny the way his cock twitches in his sweats when Soonyoung makes no efforts to stop fucking you.

You really did look pretty like that.

“Mmh, a-ah, m-master…. P-please…!”

Jihoon feels goosebumps rise on his skin at your broken cries and shameless moans that only resonate in the small sauna room - hand clenched right around the towel’s edge as he gulps.

“Well, are you gonna stand there all day, Jihoon? I can’t tell you how much tighter my kitten’s getting with you watching her get her pretty ‘lil cunt fucked.”

Jihoon will admit he’d never done this before.

“God, your fucking pussy is so fuckin’ tight around my cock..!”

But he falls into it with ease when he rocks into you from behind; hands on your waist and cock filling you up perfectly as your walls clamp down onto him harder.

Soonyoung keeps your mouth stuffed full of his cock as he smirks down at your head - hands tangled into your hair as he guides your mouth down onto him.

“I think she was hoping you would walk in. Right, kitten? Did you think Jihoonie was handsome when you saw him?”

The two males share a knowing glance before they’re both thrusting into you at the same time; both of their cocks making you whine and clench at the fullness you feel from both ends.

“God, is she always this wet and tight? Fuck, it feels like she’s gonna cum already.”

Soonyoung lets out a humming noise before he’s tugging on your hair harshly. “Oh? I didn’t know you were so sensitive, kitten.” He mocks, “Or is it just that you’re finally satisfied with two cocks inside your needy mouth and cunt, hmm?”

You moan around him in return; eyes crossing when he pulls on your hair harder. The slight sting bleeds into pleasure as they only start fucking you faster - body jerking between them both.

“I did think she was pretty cute~ Who would’ve thought I’d get to fuck her ‘lil cunt too. Can I cum inside of her?”

The primal need in you wants them both to cum inside of you and fill you up to the brim with their hot cum but you let Soonyoung make the decision as you whimper around his cock instead.

“Got a better idea. Let’s cover her pretty body up in our cum instead. Then get her ‘cleaned’ up in the showers.” He grins.

Soonyoung had to admit - you looked good being stuffed full of cock and he could only imagine the other positions they could get you in with more space in the showers.

Jihoon nods, doubling his pace when he feels you getting even tighter around him from the suggestion.

“I did say she should come around more often~ Maybe you can keep me busy when Soonyoung’s in his training session~” The latter is directed to you and you can’t help but think about sitting on Jihoon’s cock while the two of you sat at the receptionist table or even you on your knees sucking him off from underneath the table while he greeted customers. 

Your thighs tremble when you feel Soonyoung and Jihoon’s cocks throbbing inside of you and when Jihoon wraps a hand around your tail and tugs on it - you can’t stop your orgasm that has you crying around Soonyoung’s cock as your walls flutter around Jihoon’s.

“Oopsies~” Jihoon lets you ride out your orgasm with his cock snug between your walls and Soonyoung massages the base of your ears as you moan around him.

“Her pretty body is so sensitive~ Will she even be able to take more of our cocks after this?”

Soonyoung makes an acknowledging sound as he pretends to think and he’s quick to tug you off of him by the hair as a thread of precum and spit connect your chapped lips to the head of his cock.

“Well? Think you can still take more of us even though your filthy ‘lil cunt already came, kitten?”

You let out a sniffle; eyes wet with fresh tears as the pleasure washes over your entire body.

“Y-yes, master… P-please… fuck me m-more…” Your voice is hoarse and your cheeks stained with tears when Soonyoung lets go of your hair - letting your head roll forward as the sauna’s heat finally catches up to you.

Your entire body buzzes with the post orgasmic bliss but a disappointed moan falls from your lips when you feel Jihoon start to pull out of you.

“Sit up for us, kitten~” Soonyoung coos, vastly different from his rough touch from moments prior. “Be a good ‘lil slut for us.” 

You do your best to obey as you sit on the wooden bench, licking your lips when they both approach you with a hand around their cocks.

“Open your mouth.” Jihoon murmurs. You do as you’re told as they stand on either side of you, jerking themselves off as you sit with your eyes closed and tongue out waiting for them to cum all over you.

There’s a soft growl from Jihoon who cums first - hot rivulets of cum hitting the left side of your face and chest as you moan and grind down onto the bench underneath you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck….!”

And it only takes a few more expert flicks of Soonyoung’s wrist before he’s following suit; growls on his lips as he watches your face and body get covered in a mixture of his and Jihoon’s cum.

“Such a messy ‘lil slut… I’ve never seen you this content, kitten~”

Mewling, you open your eyes to watch their hands on their cocks, milking themselves of their orgasm as you draw your tongue back into your mouth to swallow up all the cum that’s landed on it. 

“Fuck, she’s so pretty.”

Soonyoung beams down at you; the pride in his chest swelling knowing that you were his. “I know.”

You can’t help but grind down against the bench more; feeling empty and craving them inside of you again when they start to come down from their highs. 

Their scents make you feel dizzy - heady fuzzy from a combination of it and the heat inside the sauna.

“M-master… I--I want m-more… p-please...”

They both snicker, nodding at each other when Jihoon starts to back away first to collect his things.

“I’ll meet you two in the shower room?”

“Maybe we shouldn’t have made a mess in here, Soonyoung…”

“Why?”

“Who’s gonna clean it now?”

“I mean--”

“It’s gonna be one of us so…”

“We can just--”

“I’m already off the clock sooooo...”

Soonyoung lets an exasperated sigh out before he stares pointedly at Jihoon. “If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god. We’ll both do it, okay? I’ll let kitten take a nap in one of the rooms while we clean and then you can go home. Agreed?”

“Fine. But only if you let me play with her again.” 

Soonyoung rolls his eyes as he nods - already reaching for a clean towel to wipe off the dried cum on the sauna’s bench. 

“Deal.” 

[parismystere]

I agree. Even if we ignore the whole sentimonster theory and assume both Adrien and Felix are normal humans, we cant compare them. First while Felix is confident and cunning, Adrien is more naive and uncertain. Second, Felix have no problem fighting against Gabriel, while Adrien still clearly loves his father (even if Gabs doesnt deserve it). And third, Felix have a loving mother and barely spent time with Gabriel, while Adrien spent a long time being conditioned to fear and try to please his father. That kind of emotional abuse doesnt just disappear in a moment, so it would be actually rly unrealistic if Adrien had been able to break SM's hold on him in both situations he got akumatized, even if he is not a senti being controlled by the ring. He had no time to process everything just thrown at him in both Chat Blanc and Ephemeral.

yeah, exactly! they are really different characters, and felix only got interesting... today. before, he was this shitty menace that tried to sexually assault ladybug (i haven't forgotten, felix!). i'll say it again, if somebody told me yesterday, or even today when i woke up in the morning to watch the episode, that i'll root for someone that i found so boring and unpleasant, i would've laughed in their face! yet here i am, enjoying felix and what he brings to the show! the felix graham de vanily we got today was someone that didn't exist for two years, period.

i know that a lot of people wish that felix was the main character and they didn't invent adrien, but i'm firmly in the #proadrien camp. he just has this very sweet, delicate and fragile thing about him; he's so soft-hearted. his mind lives on hope and optimism! but whenever we get an insight on his dark side, it feels so much more satisfying and it makes him more interesting! his whiny and angry moments hit so much better when we know how much of a peacemaker he is. i was rewatching hack-san because the english dub came out, and adrien being angry at scarabella makes you pause, because it's so rare to see him full-on furious. adrien is the kind of character that is sad a lot and is easily discouraged when it comes to his own problems, and i just love that for him. i can believe that felix would find a way to break out of an akumatization if adrien's plot happened to him with felix's personality, but adrien? in a way, he's too innocent for this world, even if he's able to play by its rules sometimes. he was shocked that lila hated ladybug. but to close this up lest it turns into yet another. freaking. long. post., i think that felix and adrien are both strong and smart, but in different ways, and i hope we see more of the graham de vanilys!

[potahun]

What I want for Masters 8:- Alain having good friends and friendships in masters 8 please. Also professor Sycamore and Marron cheering for Alain in all his matches.

(What do you think are the odds of this happening?)(are we going to see him go against Diantha or Daigo?) Is steven gonna reminiscence about their time together from the mega evolution specials and final battle against Flare?)

What would you want for Alan in Masters 8? (Even though we know he is destined to lose against Ash here for obvious reasons and probably specifically against greninja too. Which I am annoyed about but have generally made peace with)

T__T I think I want something very similar, yes <3 I mean both of what you mention sound so lovely for Alan and it's what he deserves!

I have not much experience predicting these things so let's see how off or close I am when we get there but I think seeing Manon is very plausible, and the Professor - I didn't expect it initially, but a simple panel of the lab watching Alan's match seems fair game? (and I would love it sm)

The Masters 8 developing something akin to an ensemble cast vibe is actually what I want most out of the entire tournament segment :D I doubt that PokéAni would deliver on that, but still, doesn't stop me from genuinely wishing for this incongruous bonding more than for any match/victory. it doesn't have to be very deep, all I really want is to see the downtimes, the in-between matches as much as possible (and I genuinely believe there are ways to do that while keeping the main kids cast in).

For the matches, I agree that Alan will be eliminated by Satoshi for sure, but I don't mind, so long as it is framed in a way that shows how Alan IS battling for fun now, he IS fine with losing because he's in a better place since XY&Z and he understands that being 'strong' is neither crucial, nor just battling and winning :') These two made a promise to battle again at the end of XY&Z and they get to honor that! For Alan, that can be enough and if so, it can be a very sweet episode: from a story-telling POV, Alan's loss CAN be very satisfying even for TSME stans, it just needs to be framed right and so I am crossing my fingers very hard for that ^^

I am putting this together with TSME goggles on, but the line-up I predict (through reverse engineering) is:

Finals: Satoshi vs Dande

Semi-Finals: Satoshi vs Alan; Shirona vs Dande

Quarter-Finals: Satoshi vs Carnet; Alan vs Daigo; Shirona vs Iris or Wataru ; Dande vs Wataru or Iris

Maybe this is me giving too much importance to Alan, but I think personal feelings/history is the easiest way to raise stakes, and for semi-finals, you do need to raise the stakes, so... Meanwhile, Dande has no rapport with any of this gang, except Satoshi, so the easiest way to raise stakes is a Number 1 vs Number 2 battle.

Similarly, I am a strong believer that Daigo could smash Alan on a normal day, but there is also an easy way out to explain a 'Daigo loses against Alan situation' (one that Daigo's PR team would be proud of if he had one) which involves direct acknowledgement that they know each other, so .....

I mean.... in all the predicted line-ups I've seen, Daigo gets no rights😂 no one seems to think he'll make it to the semi-finals, and that sounds fine to me too, I just think it'd be neat if he actually....goes easy on Alan and saves his own face? if PokéAni acknowledges them as acquaintances, keeps Daigo’s sharp eye as a personality trait, and if Satoshi wins his quarter final before Alan, who knows, that gives Daigo a window to be the greater person and go ‘you seem like you rly wanted to battle him (Satoshi), I hope you enjoy it’ EXIT STAGE. which I admit, is getting perhaps too specific and too delusional on my part, but I'd enjoy it 

on a less delusional side, I’ve seen many other match-ups and for each of them, I think, yeah, that works too.

im rambling again, sorry >< But thank you so much for asking!!!!! ;__; <333

[wizardimagines]

Hi!!! I’ve never requested anything before kinda nervous >_< can you please write one with the prompts 29 45 and 40 please where you’re a slytherin and dating someone (Cedric?) and Draco isn’t too happy about it and can it have a happy ending please (with Draco)!!! Ps I love your writing I’ve been binging them you’re such an amazing writer it blows my mind whenever you post I literally drop everything I’m doing so I can read it! Thank you have a good day hope you’re staying safe

pairing: draco malfoy x reader word count: 2,2k summary: draco isn’t too happy about you getting close to someone else who isn’t him. a/n: this is so sweet oh my,, thank u so so much , i rly rly appreciate it <3 this was such a  good request and i loved writing it. i’m so happy u like my writing, i hope this satisfies u and is what u hoped for !! enjoy <3 prompts:

29. are you jealous? 40. can i kiss you now?  45. we’re not just friends and you know it

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Draco watched from afar as the dark-haired boy placed his hand on your inner thigh. He couldn’t help but stare at the two of you, watching you blush as the other boy touched you. Your laugh could be heard all the way from where Draco was sitting, making him tense up.

The platinum blond boy had noticed how Cedric Diggory, the captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team, had taken a liking to you. It was obvious, everyone could see it. It was also very obvious that you had taken a liking to Cedric as well, at least Draco thought. He would stare at you as Cedric would carry your books to class, when he’d make you giggle, and especially when Diggory would touch you. He would grab your hands as he was speaking to you, innocently put his hands on your thighs or swing his arms over your shoulders as you walked down the halls. Draco noticed all of it.

But whenever he would ask you about it, you would deny it. He had on multiple occasions tried to get it out of you, asking if you two were dating yet, but you just kept on denying it. Draco didn’t know why, but it made him happy knowing you weren’t actually dating him. That meant he still had a chance.

Now, Draco couldn’t explain how he felt towards you. He clearly wasn’t the type to fall in love, that’s why he got so scared when he started getting butterflies every time he spotted you. You two had been friends for a long time, yet the jealousy didn’t set in until you started hanging around Diggory. He could’ve sworn there was something between you two before you met Cedric, but he didn’t actually acknowledge it until it was too late. It was a feeling he couldn’t explain and for that reason, he just ignored it and tried his best not to think about it.

But it was so hard to ignore the feeling that was slowly creeping up on him when you were right there, right in front of him. He could feel his blood boil as Cedric made you laugh, his hand still placed on your inner thigh. Yet there was absolutely nothing he could do about it besides just sit there and stare at the two of you. ‘’Why does she hang around that filthy Hufflepuff?’’ Draco scoffed, not taking his eyes off you; a disgusted look plastered on his face. ‘’Mate,’’ Blaise let out as he furrowed his eyebrows. ‘’You’re staring at them.’’ He continued.  Draco just let out another scoff before he looked over at his friend who was sitting next to him. ‘’She could do so much better.’’ He muttered, ignoring the statement Blaise had made a few seconds earlier. ‘’Maybe you should just be happy for her,’’ Blaise exclaimed, looking your way. ‘’Happy? That a Hufflepuff got my best friend wrapped around his finger?’’ Draco snorted, raising one of his eyebrows. ‘’What, are you jealous?’’

The words made Draco go stiff as he clenched his fists. He would never ever admit to anyone, not to Blaise, especially not you, that he was in fact jealous. He just couldn't understand why he felt such envy when he saw you two. ‘’Why on earth would I get jealous?’’ He snapped, staring at the boy next to him. Blaise threw his hands in the air, raising his eyebrows as he opened his mouth to speak. ‘’Calm down Malfoy, it was just a joke,’’ He defended himself. Draco rolled his eyes before he turned around, looking your way once again. ‘’It’s stupid.’’ He snarled as he watched you lean in to hug the taller boy.

‘’Well looks like she’s coming your way,’’ Blaise muttered behind the boy, standing up from the grass. ‘’I’m gonna head inside.’’ Before Draco even had the chance to say another word to this friend, he was already gone. And there you were, now standing right in front of him with a smile on your lips. ‘’Hi Draco,’’ You had a big smile on your lips, your cheeks red from the cold; or from all the compliments Cedric just had showered you in, Draco couldn’t really tell. You quickly bent down to give the boy a hug, wrapping your arms around his neck. Draco smirked as he pulled you onto his lap, making you squeak as you fell onto him. ‘’Hello there,’’ He gave you a smug smile as he placed his hands on your hips. He discreetly looked around, hoping Cedric would spot you sitting in his lap.

You laughed as you climbed out of his grip, sitting down next to him instead. Draco's eye followed you carefully as you moved, wishing you never had to leave his grip. ‘’So, tell me,’’ You continued as you made an attempt to fix your skirt. ‘’Are you going to the party tonight?’’ You asked, your eyes meeting his. Draco furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. ‘’Party? What party?’’ He asked as he tilted his head. ‘’The Hufflepuff party!’’ You exclaimed.

Draco let out a scoff. Of course, it was a Hufflepuff party. ‘’Cedric told me to invite you as well.’’ Dracos heart dropped as the words left your mouth, making him cackle. ‘’I’m good.’’ He muttered as he stood up. Your gaze followed his figure, standing up as well. ‘’C’mon Draco!’’ You moaned, making the boy roll his eyes as he started to walk away. You stared at him for a moment before running after him. ‘’Don’t be silly,’’ You complained as you grabbed his hand, making him stop dead in his tracks. The feeling of your soft hand in his rough one made his heart skip a beat. He turned around, now facing you once again. You looked up at him through your eyelashes, placing your hands on his chest.

You hadn’t been this close to Draco in a very long time. You could practically feel his breath on your face at this point. ‘’For me?’’ You asked, not breaking eye contact. He looked at you for a few moments, trying to read the expression on your face. After a while he let out a sigh, looking up as he broke the eye contact. ‘’Fine.’’ He scoffed. A small smile formed on your face as you wrapped your arms around his waist, breaking the distance between you two as you pulled yourself closer to his body. ‘’Trust me, it’s going to be so much fun,’’ You mumbled against his chest. He didn’t hug you back, he hated showing affection; especially in public. You were the only exception. But right now, he just couldn’t get the thought of you and Cedric out of his head. ‘’Bring a friend, maybe Pansy?’’ You suggested as you pulled away, winking at him.

Draco wanted nothing more than to tell you that he didn’t want to bring Pansy, or any other girl, he just wanted to bring you. He wanted to give you his full attention, he wanted you to know he couldn’t care less about other girls. But he couldn’t do that, and he knew he couldn’t. ‘’I’ll ask if she wants to come.’’ He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.  You smiled at him, nodding your head eagerly. ‘’I’ll see you tonight Malfoy!’’ You let out, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before you walked off, just like you always did. And Draco loved it every time.

And he did bring Pansy that night. He knew about the girl's big crush on him, it was hard not to notice it. She would constantly follow him around, talking to him every chance she got and constantly give him compliments. At first, Draco didn’t mind. It was actually rather nice having someone being so obsessed with him, it made him feel more confident. But as time passed, it just got annoying, not just to Draco; but to everyone. So he knew she wouldn’t say no when he asked if she wanted to come with him. Sure, it was kind of rude taking her when he, in reality, despised her. But Draco couldn’t care less at this point, he just wanted to get a reaction out of you.

The Hufflepuff common room was already filled with students, even though the party had just started. Draco had walked in with Pansy clinging onto his arm, but he paid no attention to her. He had his full attention on trying to find you in the crowd from the second he walked in. His blue eyes scanned the room, desperately trying to find you. ‘’Look Draco, there’s Blaise!’’ Pansy suddenly let out over the loud music that was playing, dragging him across the room. Draco stumbled towards his friend, letting out a sigh as he pulled his arm away from the girl. ‘’The Hufflepuffs really do know how to throw a party!’’ Blaise exclaimed as the two reached him. Draco just let out a scoff as his eye continued to search the room. ‘’C’mon Draco, sit down,’’ Pansy said, pulling him down so he sat next to her.

Draco didn’t see you for the entire night after that. He had spent what felt like hours trying his best to find you, ignoring Pansy. He was slowly giving up, that’s when he spotted you across the room. His eyes lit up as he saw you sitting at a table, laughing. Until he saw who you were with. Cedric had his hand placed on your inner thigh once again, but this time it wasn’t as innocently as it had been earlier that day. This time he was sitting much closer to you, whispering something in your ear. His thumb was stroking your leg, much closer to your crotch than Draco would have liked. He could see you blushing as Cedric continued to whisper into your ear, making Draco angrier and angrier by each second that passed. Before he could stop himself, he left the table he was sitting at and stomped your direction.

‘’Y/N,’’ Draco said coldly as he approached the table you were sitting at. Your head jerked to the side, confusion plastered all over your face. Cedric slowly pulled away his head, looking at Draco. Your expression quickly changed as you realized it was Draco. ‘’Draco! I’ve been looking for you,’’ You exclaimed, standing up; making Cedric’s hand fall off your thigh. ‘’Can I speak to you for a second?’’ Draco muttered quickly before you had the chance to continue your sentence. He looked over your shoulder, making eye contact with Cedric. ‘’In private.’’ He let out through his teeth. You nodded your head, raising one of your eyebrows. He quickly grabbed your wrist, walking you towards the closest restroom.

He slammed the door shut behind you, locking it as well. ‘’What’s so important that you have to talk to me in private?’’ You asked as you turned around to face the blond boy. But before you had the chance to even move, he slammed his lips against yours. His hands cupped your cheeks, kissing you hungrily. You couldn’t move, it was like you were paralyzed all of a sudden. Your entire world stopped spinning for a second before you realized what was going on. You quickly pushed him off you, making him stumble back. ‘’Draco, what the fuck!’’ You exclaimed, trying to understand what had just happened. ‘’C’mon Y/N, we’re not just friends and you know it,’’ He hissed as he steadied himself from stumbling back. ‘’Friends don’t act the way we do.’’ He continued, looking at you. ‘’What is that even supposed to mean?’’ You asked in annoyance.

Draco let out a chuckle as he shook his head. ‘’Friends don’t kiss each other on the cheek every time they see each other Y/N,’’ He muttered. ‘’And friends don’t sleep next to each other every night,’’ He continued, reminding you of how you used to cuddle in each other's arms every night. ‘’And hell, friends certainly don’t rub against each other the way you do each time you sit in my lap,’’ He mumbled as he got closer, making you inhale sharply. 

He wasn’t wrong. Before you met Cedric, you definitely had a thing for Draco. You still did, even though you were almost dating Cedric at this point. You just thought the feelings weren't mutual, so you tried moving on. Draco was now closer than ever to you, breathing down your neck, sending shivers down your spine. His eyes scanned your face, watching you as you felt completely defeated. He put a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning in. ‘’Can I kiss you now?’’ He whispered into your ear, making you weak at the knees. ‘’Please,’’ You whimpered. He quickly grabbed your neck, slamming his lips against yours once again. This time, you moved your lips against his soft ones. 

‘’Just friends, huh?’’ He mumbled against your ear, making you chuckle. ‘’Shut up Malfoy,’’ You answered as you slowly wrapped your arms around his neck. He looked down at you, with a small smirk on his lips. ‘’How about,’’ He started, his eyes slowly looking down your body. ‘’We skip the party and head back to my dorm?’’ He finished as his icy eyes met yours once again. ‘’Sounds great to me.’’

[bluecookies02]

Dom!Twice x Reader

summary: Jin and you bumped into each other khm, the attraction evident coming from both sides. Despite you being a hero you can't resist him and you end up together in a hotel room.

->While this wasn't a previously discussed dynamic, Twice is just being rough but its consensual nonetheless. Take care of your Doms/Partners on each occasion, even while having one night stands, someone might need you💕

⚠️warnings⚠️ : voyeurism (two people watching and jacking off /it's a dirty hotel room why r u surprised), degradation, spanking, facefuck, female eating out a male, threesome (with a clone), rough to gentle (twice is a sweetheart and needs to be loved), unprotected sex/creampie.

A/N: this was a paid 6k word commission however for a male!reader (during a blm protest) and much more filthy and taboo but taking from the messages and triggered ppl in my asks and on wattpad, some ppl aren't comfortable with extreme topics so i won't be posting the full story (fuck it i added Jin sucking a guy off... i had to) because the "hate" I get makes me rly insecure about some kinks. Also Jin sucks a guys dick here. Be warned. It's wholesome tho.Kinda.

edit:male version here-> http://www.archiveofourown.org/works/25896667?view_adult=true

Sry for the long intro, enjoy.

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You've been strolling down the streets in hopes of getting back home before the curfew, not having the strength or the luxury to get caught by the cops.

Moving through familiar streets, you found yourself wondering off to today's events, the protests thankfully not becoming too dangerous and hazardous, making your heart flush in small victory.

Your attention was snapped back to reality as you heard a familiar gagging sound, and a loud, angry groan followed after it. Your eyes darted to the source of the filthy sounds, gulping once you managed to make out two bodies in the dark. A blonde-haired man choking on a fat black cock as what's supposedly spurts of cum coated his throat. The semen slowly spilled down the blonde’s lips and the tall man above him pulled the blonde up by his hair. The black man dipped his finger into the blonde’s mouth and glided it on his tongue, smearing the sticky liquid before connecting their lips before disappearing around the block.

His hooded eyes turned to look at you, a satisfied smirk forming on his lips.

Gulping down the cum down his throat, he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand before slowly walking to your frozen form.

He reached for your hand, smiling brightly before introducing himself to you.

"Name's Jin, It's really nice to meet you," he said, looking you up and down, tongue swiping along his bottom lip.

"Y/N, I'm sorry for interrupting" a chuckle left his lips as he shook your hand.

"Oh none of that, I should be thanking you, it tripled my fun..you here for the protests, right?" you nod, your hand falling back down.

"I am. You support them?"

"In my own way apparently, now let's go, we have 5 minutes, I know a hotel nearby" he rushed out, motioning for you to follow.

You stared in confusion before realization hit you, quickly checking the time before rushing off to catch up with him.

He fumbled with his wallet, going to the register and dumping a few crumbled bills on the counter.

The hotel was dirty and smelly, the furniture in the waiting hall dusty and probably washed a decade ago.

"You can wait here until we prepare the room, with this money, you leave at 6 am sharp." the guy behind the counter rang for the staff, sending them off to unlock the room and change the sheets( at least that will be clean )

Jin and you sat on the dusty couch, him already familiar and comfortable, spreading his legs and laying back.

He fumbled with his lighter and the pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

The crappy hotel was full of people rushing in and out of their rooms, borrowing/stealing stuff from one another, and when you took note of it, it looked more like a homeless shelter.

You wondered how many times did he stay in here, maybe even lived here.

"So...you don't like heroes huh?"

"Pft, I resent all people equally...though I make exceptions for those with a fat ass" he mumbled, straining his neck to look you up.

"And you pass the requirements" he laid back down, choking out the cigarette on the couch.

The maid came back shortly, giving you a key and directing you to a room on one of the top floors.

You pressed the elevator button, Jin following you suit as he stood close to you.

You turned your eyes to the numbers on the elevator suddenly interested in the worn-out digits on the metal buttons.

"You know, now that you're standing in this light, you look tasty all over..." his hot breath ghosted over your neck, his arm slipping down to clutch at your hip, pulling you against him.

"And you're so small I could eat you all up...push you down and pound into that fat pussy of yours."

his hand moved lower, grabbing a handful of your cheeks and kneading them in his palms.

You made no move to stop the man, the thought of the elevator opening as he was about to slip his hand in your pants made you swallow a lump in your throat, your cunt throbbing as you imagined the look on whoever was unlucky enough to stumble upon the two of you.

"You look so committed to your little acts of bravery, let's see how committed you are to sucking a cock" the elevator door opened, the floor you reached empty.

His hand tangled in your locks, pushing you out into the hall and forcing you to your knees.

His musky scent filled your nostrils as he pushed you against his clothed bulge, rubbing your face against a wet spot damping his sweats.

"I'm not gonna teach you how to do it, it's not gonna bite" he snarled, watching the way your hand reached up to pull at his sweatpants.

"That's a smart girl, go ahead" he hummed in approval, his hips jerking forward as you grabbed the front of his sweats, tugging the material along with his boxers.

His length hooked on his clothes, snapping up with a quiet "pop" sound as you finally had the opportunity to see it in all its glory.

From the way his cock bulged in his restraints a second ago, you were already drooling at the imagination of it, the situation you were in also adding to your excitement, thinking if some weird lowlife creep could be watching the two of you from the dark.

You gave a teasing pump, your fist tightening around his shaft as he bucked his hips into your hand.

This man was definitely packing, your thighs clenching at the thought of it plowing in and out of your throat.

He watched you carefully, adoring the way your eyes glistened in hunger. Reaching a hand to hold it around your own that was wrapped at the base of

his cock, he guided his member along your lips, his other hand still keeping your head in place.

His wet cock prodded at your lips, your willing mouth stretching around him as he slowly pushed in all the way, your nose mushing against his navel as he removed both hands from his shaft.

You gagged around him, the urge to cough burning in your chest before he pushed you off to the tip.

Spit piled up in your mouth, slicking up his arousal, making it easier to slip right back in. Your nails dug in his hips, holding onto him as he rocked shallow thrust into your constricting throat. You tried your best to loll your tongue out, gliding it against the ridges of his member making him hum in pleasure. You began bobbing your head on your own, timing it with his thrusts as you tried to hold your breath in for a bit longer.

He pulled you off his cock completely, letting you catch a quick puff of air before sinking back in, continuing his assault on your mouth.

You slurped around him, a mess dripping down your lips and onto the floor as your spit dripped over his balls.

"That's a good cocksleeve...you really want someone to catch us huh...if you don't I advise you to try and keep the slurping down" he warned, rocking into you with more speed.

You only got louder, purposefully gagging and moaning as he fucked your face.

His thrusts were now timed and fast, each time almost pulling out before slamming back in, giving you hardly a second to time your breaths.

He smirked, biting his lip as he watched you gasp for air each time he blessed you with an opportunity.

His pubes were messy and long, tickling your nose as you closed your eyes, trying to focus on not losing too much air, already imagining his heavy taste on your tongue.

Your jaw ached and your throat was starting to go numb, begging in your head for him to cum already.

You whimpered and whined as he squeezed your cheeks around his cock, the additional friction of his fingers dipping into your flesh and rubbing against his member making him throw his head back.

"That's it, that's a good little slut...come one swallow around my cock, I want to feel you clench around it"

You did as you were told, gulping down around him, drinking in his sour precum and strings of heavy saliva.

You spread your knees, sinking lower, your aching pussy rubbing against the dirty hotel carpet, still fully covered by your pants.

"Oh, you get off on this too much you filthy shit...who knows who stepped foot on that disgusting rug..."

he all but whispered, finally stilling your head flush into his pubes, the veins on his cock twitching before warm liquid slid into the back of your throat, making you gush and cough around his length, him not pulling out until his cock stopped throbbing, only pushing deeper against you as you struggled to stay still.

Finally, he realizes his grip from your locks, letting you detach from his cock with a disgusting mix of a gag and groan. He cupped your chin with his palm, collecting anything that escaped your mouth and pushing in right back in, watching it dance on your tongue as he kept your mouth open.

"Really...I give you my cum and you have the guts to spit it out...what a shame." he roared, collecting some spit in his mouth before adding it to the mix in your own.

"Swallow." And you did, your sore throat hurting from the large gulp you took in.

"I'm gonna fuck you real good...you seem to like that carpet a lot..." he hooked his arms around you, spinning you and then throwing you face-first into the floor.

Your pants and panties are pulled down to your knees, your legs tied together as you brace yourself on your elbows.

"What, Jin? Is my pussy that-" you're tumbling forwards on your cheeks, the rug burning your chin as Twice slaps your ass.

"I don't like it when you talk, toys don't talk" with that he spat at your hole, prodding two of his fingers making your scream in pain, feeling like losing consciousness before coming back to your senses once you feel a weight on your face.

Jin's foot is pressing you down on the floor, his dirty boot mushing your face as he fingers you.

What you don't see is the two dudes on the far end of the hall watching the way your squirm for his cock.

Jin takes note of them, sending them a threatening but a teasing look, purposefully pushing his knuckles deep in your cunt. Your groan out, rutting your hips in his hold as you beg for him to give you more, finally used to the sudden stretch.

"Oh they sure are jealous of me don't ya think?" you struggled to snap your head back and see who he's talking about, the heel of his shoes pushing even harder against your skull. You grind your ass back, giving it a meaningful wiggle to show off to whoever he's talking about.

"C'mon Jin, don't let them wait, they'll think you don't know how to actually fuck" your cunt is filled with one well snap of his hips, not letting you comprehend how fast his fingers left your body or how fast was his hand now wrapped around your neck, both of his knees now settled between your thighs, pushing them further apart so your back arches down, your pants thrown off of your ankles somewhere around the hall.

You hiss at the roughness of his thrusts as you feel a hand covering your mouth.

"As much as I want to hear you scream and beg, you have too much of a bratty mouth to be left alone".  One of his fingers dipped between your lips, letting you bite down on it as he pounded into you, his face never leaving the two intruders as he watched them rub their cocks over their pants.

They don't have the guts. They could never make you feel so good and wanted. They wouldn't know what to do if a delicious pussy like yours hit them in the face.

Both of his hands are on your head as he plows in and out of you, his hips slapping against your thighs, making perfect leverage to bounce against you.

You're trying your best to keep up, your arm reaching beneath youto flick at your clit.

Jin's kinda lost in the way your hips bounce, losing himself in the rhythm as you hear him mumbling incoherent words into his chin.

You don't have the time to pay attention to it, too lost in the way your pussy is being stretched and used.

You heard a snicker from the far end of the hall, a line of disgusting remarks as they whispered about recognizing Jin from the news, apparently "recognizing his disgusting stitched up forehead" comparing him to Frankenstein and other monstrous creatures.

You knew they were just boiling with jealousy, unable to get any as they were left to only masturbate as the two of you literally couldn't wait to enter your room that was only a few meters away.

"Oh I'm fucking you so good, you look really pretty with my cock in your cunt" "I'm so fucking disgusting, they should lock me up and leave me to rot"

He's not looking at those creeps anymore, his mind struggling as his hold on you loosens.

His thrusts are slowing down, your knees trembling as you have to come back down from the intense pace from seconds ago.

You pick yourself up, looking at Jin as he hides his head into his hand.

This must've been what he thought about when he talked about people not helping him fight his fights, judging and mocking even in these absurd situations, not even letting the man fuck in peace.

You reached for his hand, him flinching on instinct when your fingers tangle with his.

His eyes hold panic in them, aimlessly looking around as he bites his lip in order to stop words coming from his mouth.

While you loved being manhandled, what you loved even more is making people feel safe, so you wasted no time in picking up the keys and your clothes, sending a wink at those jerks as you pulled Jim into the room.

"My face, cover my face...it's gonna-" you closed the door behind you, sitting Jin onto the bed as you tried to see what's going on with him.

You sat yourself on his lower belly, leaning down to cup his face in your hands, leaning your forehead against his.

"Sorry handsome, but if anyone stormed in and saw me putting a pillowcase over your face, I don't think they would hold back on calling the cops..."

His eyes struggled to stay closed, his breaths deep and pained. You didn't know this man for long, but there was something really fucked up going on with his head. Your lips caught his, pushing your tongue in his mouth as you wrapped your legs around his back.

"That's good, you're a really tough guy c'mon...open your eyes for me." He did, his pupils trying to adjust to the pitch-black room.

"I know I might be butt ass naked and you literally have your cock out, but I'm willing to listen "

And you do...listening to him remble out all of the self-hatred he feels, degrading himself as he struggles to make sense of the biased sentences pouring out of his mouth.

"I'm only good for a quick fuck, that's the only thing I can somewhat do right" while indeed you really looked forward to getting your guts rearranged, you found yourself involved in this man, deciding to be the first person to show him kindness and passion.

You made him lay on his back, seating yourself between his legs as he covered his face with a pillow, his ramblings never coming to a stop.

"Hey...You're not gonna split, see... I'm right here" you said reaching your arms to place on each side of his hips.

"Have you ever tried doing something that feels good for you...apart from literally fucking my throat...but you know...letting someone treat you?” you asked, kissing along his chest as you awaited his response.

He shook his head no, head poking over the pillow, his mind focusing on your moves.

You nodded, leaving light kisses along his salty skin.

"The reason those assholes kept talking must've been because they were jealous of your ass, I'm sure of it" you stated matter of factly before dipping your head to kiss at his thighs.

"I don't think that's-" "Fuck yeah, I'd eat it myself if I had the chance" you chuckled at his response, wrapping your hand around his length as you dipped your tongue down his balls.

"Yeah...I'll have to agree with the second one...everyone would, if given the chance, how convenient" your wet tongue prodded at his hole, dipping in only slightly before coming back up to his cock, licking up a heavy strip along his veins as you heard him swallow.

You slammed your face back into his ass, moving your hands from spreading his cheeks further apart to grabbing his hips as you pulled yourself into him. Sticking your tongue out you began licking up and down his hole as you continued to grind your face against his backside, reveling in the smell and taste of it.

"Yeah, lick that ass you whore, you take it so well..." his hand covered his mouth in surprise, eyes wide as you looked up.

You were breathing in deep, licking hungrily, everywhere, every inch of his exposed puckered skin, your hand now giving lazy strokes to his cock.

You close your eyes, enjoying the rhythm his body swayed in against you, all but riding your face as he struggled not to speak.

You continue applying pressure with your tongue, getting deeper, centimeter by centimeter. As you are applying pressure with your tongue you press your lips around his ass and make open-mouthed kissing motions, effectively massaging the area around his hole with your full lips.

The pleasure he felt made him feel all that more guilty, eyes squinting as he tried to think.

Maybe he could do it, he's just gonna make one... He won't get lost...he knows who he is...you know who the real Jin is, you have to know.

You feel a light push at your hole, struggling to look back as Jin's hand keeps you squashed against his hairy hole.

"Clones, I make clones" he tries to explain in a hurry, his head buzzing up again once you hum against his crack.

"Ooh that's a pretty little hole, you sure that's for me boss?" a voice quite similar to Jin's sound from being you, rubbing the tip of his flush cock against you.

As Jin doesn't respond, your balance is interrupted, your face suffocating between his thighs.

"Oh she's so tight boss, you sure you don't want some of this?" the clone asks mockingly, his hips snapping forwards with great force, each thrust feeling like a completely new one as he pulls all the way out, making irregular pauses to keep you guessing about when will you get his cock again.

You try to snicker a bratty remark but you don't manage to detach from Jin as the clone begins to shove his heavy cock in and out of you.

"Disgusting little cunt do you have here...it's making a mess of my pretty cock...how filthy" he scolds, his palm meeting with your flesh, stinging sensation burning up through your body.

One of your fingers slips pass your tongue, making Jin's soft walls twitch as you pump the digit slowly.

"Damn boss, you let her play you like that?" the clone mocks, grinding your ass against his dick.

Jin doesn't respond as you push more fingers in, stretching him open as you bounce against the clones cock, your clit pink and puffy since you still didn't get to cum.

Jin's close, his breath hitching in his throat as you abuse the soft patch of flesh in his ass, your tongue still silking up the fingers plowing into him.

Your hand speeds up on his cock, small pumps focusing on his tip as you urge for him to release.

His clone is now still inside you as he looks at Jin, smirking once he sees him spurting ropes of cum into your hand, white liquid pooling in your fist as you continue to stroke him, your fingers pressed snuggly in his hole.

Jin takes a moment to catch his breath, his copy waiting for his orders as he takes your hands away from him.

He finds his place beside you, reaching his hand to flick at your clit.

The clone sets a brutal pace, Jin's palm securing against your clit as you rut into it.

"Yeah, make me cum, make me cream all over, c'mon" you spur them on, fisting the sheets as the bed creeks from the three of you.

Jin watches in aww as you lose yourself on the clone's cock, violently meeting the thrusts and chasing Jin's fingers.

"Good slut, you're gonna cum when I fill up your ass c'mon"

The clone goes feral, his hands kneading and digging into your fat, groaning and praising the way your ass sucks him up, his thrusts sloppy and uneven as he chases his release.

Just as the first wave of warm liquid fills your pussy up, you're clenching down on his cock, Jin's hand flicking in a hurry as he stares at your blessed out face. Your hips are jerking and trashing as the final throb of your cunt ruins the sheets, the clones cock slipping out to stare at your contracting hole, the soft flesh spasming around nothing.

Jin eventually lays down, pulling your body next to his as the clone leaves, rubbing your back in soothing circles.

"I...thanks" he whispers in your hair, reaching for the covers as he drapes them over both of you.

He'll be seeing you again.

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Sigurd Styrbjornson || NSFW headcanons

Requested? Hey  sweet thing! Just found you and rly like the way you write and the  devotion you put into your works for such a small fandom! Keep up the  good work!!  I'm rly a big sap for Sigurd since playing acv and was  wondering if you have time to write some nsfw headcanons for him. I  thought you'd be the best one to turn to, since you've written about him  so good the first time around!❣ Love you,  wish you all the best -  ingeniouscollectionthing🐍

Ok, let's start from the beginning. Sigurd is not always present at home, so your moments of pleasure could be marked in long and I mean long times of absence.

But perhaps it is this distance that makes your sex intense with emotions ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Sigurd is a bit of a prima donna, perhaps all of us have realized that slightly.

This guy really likes to be flattered and if he notices you missed him a lot in your life well...well he won't stop asking for attention.

During the banquet of his return, the young jarl cannot help but observe you in your every gesture, smiling greedy at your every smile exchanged with some sweet words together with your friends.

Sigurd has two methods of approach in this case:

In the first, if he is not too tired from the journey he could leave his throne empty and approach you and your friends vaguely. "Friends! I hope this party is to your liking, my heart fills with joy to see you again" and then his gaze would fall on you with a satisfied smile "Ah y/n, show yourself, you have grown a lot during my absence. If you were a flower, I would say that you are in full bloom" he would say gently taking your hand and making you twirl gently, thus being able to admire every single corner of your body.

"Allow me to show you the various riches I brought from distant lands, I have so much to tell you" he would propose smiling and as soon as he sees you nodding curiously, he would lick his lips spiced with mead. Oooh he had so many things to show you that night...

In the second, the young jarl turns into a ravenous predator to say the least, while he drinks his mead he would continue to observe you for the duration of the stick, until his gaze penetrates you deeply, making your eyes turn to his figure in the distance and causing you to lose heart. At that point you decide to "challenge the god among men" and slowly leaving the banquet hall you decide to head towards your home, wondering if Sigurd would have been bold enough to follow you, or maybe if all this was just the fruit of your mind.

But when you were by the door of your house the scent of Sigurd's spicy skin inebriated you, before feeling his lips kiss your neck from behind. "How much did you miss me?" he whispered in your ear at that point.

Sigurd is pretty romantic most of the time, other times he can be quite physical and hungry. SPOILER: Especially after his mind is split between Sigurd's will and Tyr's.

But let's start in small steps!

What could make Sigurd's sex drive grow? Well a fairly broad question. There are various reasons why this ginger-boy would like to grant his wild wishes with you: distance could be one of them, or when you demonstrate your wisdom or your skill in war strategy (if you're wondering, yes. Sigurd likes people with an open and bright mind), needless to say he might turning on when you sit on his lap while he tells you about one of his many adventures, or *drum roll* when you ask him to take you with him in his next travels, rest assured that the same night you will spend it making love as much as he is happy.

Unlike many Vikings, Sigurd is a refined man, he does not like having sex in open places or in places where you can be discovered. Being disturbed in this ritual could really, really make him nervous. He wants all your attention to be on him and he wants to focus solely on pleasing you.

Starting from this principle, we can therefore ascertain that our ginger-jarl does not like quickies. Absolutely NO

And we can guess that her sex sessions are very, very long. Sigurd is young and also has a powerful libido (Sigurd: BeCaUsE i Am A dEsCeNdAnT oF tHe GoDs!11!1!!!) Expect at least two rounds, that's the least of his demand, so take a seat.

Sigurd doesn't really have a preference between foreplay or "go straight to the point". In short, you can easily take all the time in the world for both of you, right?

He would love to kiss your forehead and cheek, then descend to your neck and fill it with a wet trail of kisses, while his ginger beard tickles your sensitive and delicate skin.

Kisses on the lips? Yes, but ... you have to deserve it. What do you mean? I repeat, Sigurd loves flattery, but he also loves to tease you, if he senses that you want to kiss him, he would start to smile blissfully and when he slowly brings his lips to yours, he would stop a few millimeters from them, observing amused, how close you try to they to kiss them as he walks away from you giggling.

"What's the magic word?" you answer with a simple "please" and in less than a second you can taste those lips so sweet and spicy.

Sigurd would love to gently caress your face with his knuckles with one hand during your make out session, or put his thumb on your lower lip, stroking it with a sensual way.

Another thing Sigurd loves is lying on the bed and watching you take off your clothes and when he sees you completely naked, he would smile as satisfied as a child at Christmas and by saying a tender "Come closer, my dear" he would place a hand around your hips and then kiss your soft abdomen, looking at you with dreamy eyes.

Does Sigurd have a size-kink? YES BRUH YES! listen to me, ok? This guy will be at least 187cm tall and I'm 100% sure. He loves to take you from behind, to observe how small you are in comparison to him, he would love to caress your fragile body with his wide hands and above all he would love to lower his torso towards you, and gently grabbing your face with one hand, he would guide you to turn it towards him to be able to kiss your lips intensely

Another position he likes is definitely the cowgirl, reversed or not. This especially when he loses an arm. But that doesn't mean it will leave you in full control over the pace of the thrusts. His firm hand on your hips or on your buttock will guide you when you need to speed up the pace or when you need to make it slower and more sensual.

Big No in the sexual sphere of Sigurd? Never and I say never deny him orgasm. No! You will only have him nervous and trust me, your little moment of pleasure would end instantly. Your task is also to satisfy him, if you cannot purge him of his stress, your physical relationship will certainly be a little difficult.

Does he like to give or receive? Both, Sigurd loves when you give him head, he loves to feel your hands caress his sculpted belly with his nails, while he dictates the rhythm of your lips, with one hand through your silky hair, he wouldn't make you choke, the the last thing he wants is to hurt you, what matters is that you both enjoy the moment.

And in giving? Oh ladies, make yourself comfortable! He loves being between your legs, he could die between them and he would show up in the Vlhalla saying he died with honor. He is a licensed tease, he loves to find your every weak point and pay attention to him by delighting in your sweet moans, and when he feels that you have reached a certain sensitivity, he would start fingering you with two fingers and no matter how much you tell him to stop, to slow down or otherwise, he will not stop until your legs shake exhausted and your moans are transmitted into small whimpers of pleasure.

Small note: when he finished eating you out, pls, put a hand under his chin and ask him to kiss you or praise him by saying "my jarl", you will drive him crazy from head to toe.

Does he like to overstimulate you? yes, 100%. He loves to be aware that only he can give you so much pleasure and love.

Angry sex? Nope, nope he usually sulks or argues with you, he doesn't like to physically vent his anger.

Jealous sex? yeah...but not often. I think he wouldn't do it at the exact moment he feels jealous. I believe that Sigurd is someone who keeps certain feelings inside and outsiders in due course. Maybe while you are having an intense sex session, he would put his mouth close to your circle and say "Tell me my dear, do you think that idiot who was desperately flirting with you, would she/he be able to love you like I do?"

Does he like to experiment? Lmao yes, i mean. I've always had this image in my head, of him saying "Love, look what I brought you from the far eastern lands?" and BOOM! He shows you a book where he shows various unknown positions or various ways of foreplay and with an amused smile he would ask you, "Will we try any?"