#u get two today cause I forgot for so long

[embarasseddragon234]

Where's Waldo?

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[taeslarityy]

dirty laundry ༄ dave york one shot (18+)

-> pairing: dark dave york x female reader

-> word count: 2.8k

-> summary: it’s a hot august week at the york’s lake house, which also happens to be the week you and your husband got married one year ago. your father in law — dave york — finds you changing in the laundry room and decides to give you a celebration of his own.

-> warnings/tags: father-in-law dave york, infidelity, dubcon, NON-CON, age gap (reader is 21, dave is nearing 50), SMUT 18+, heavy degradation(whore, slut, bitch), humiliation, dumbification, unprotected piv, sir kink, rough face-fucking, forced creampie, talk of pregnancy, reader is under the impression that she endures forced impregnation, hair pulling, slapping, spanking, semi naive reader, dave is not a cutesy nice man in this.. he honestly has no concern for readers feelings or pleasure. so please, if themes like dubious consent + non-con + blatant cheating are not ur forte, protect ur peace and scroll away!!

-> a/n: okay okay hiiiii. when i decided to participate in @hellishjoel ‘s #hotdilfsummerchallenge, i had a few ideas in mind. one happened to be this! but i felt more comfortable writing for joel and was confident in what i had planned. basically, this is opposite of that. no fluff or happy ending.. or even happy anything. so i wanted to share! thanks again kylee for letting me participate <3 and thank you to my beloved dearest @sweetpascal for aiding me yet again, i love u 🤍

let me know your thoughts!

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A huge part of growth, means acknowledging your mistakes.

When you failed your first semester of college, you knew it was from lack of trying and partying six days a week. So, you studied more and partied four days a week instead. When you slammed your brand new Mercedes into a flag pole, you knew it was from scrolling on Instagram which caused you to push accelerate rather than stop. So, you never went on your phone while driving again.

When you fell in love your sophomore year and decided to get married at twenty, you knew it was because you needed the well-off grad school bachelor, Daniel York. So, inadvertently, you settled. Now, a year later, you're sobbing in his family’s lake house bathroom because he somehow forgot that tonight was the eve of your wedding anniversary.

You feel like a complete and utter idiot. And for once in your life, you just might be. Staring at your reflection, you examine your appearance. You look effortlessly amazing today, after spending the day out on the boat. Hair, body and face all faintly sun-kissed. Your skin freshly shaved, legs and arms lathered in your favorite oil.

This was your final attempt to see if Daniel would stare at you with the same look of admiration he had so long ago. Your first attempt to ask him about starting your own family. Tonight was the night, and you were determined.

Briefly peeking out of the guest bathroom and down the hall, you decide you can rush into the laundry room only a few doors down. Everyone should seemly be downstairs, finishing up a game of Monopoly. You had the pleasure of winning two games in a row, pissing of the frightfully competitive York family. That’s when you decided to call it a night and head up to get ready for bed — bidding everyone a goodbye as you kissed your husband atop his head.

Wrapping your robe securely around your waist, you make your way towards the closed door and enter just as the dryer sings the most obnoxious 45 second tune that confirms the load is finished. Rich people shit, you mutter to yourself. Grabbing your bikini and sundress to hang up first, then laying out a sheer white silk sleeping dress with baby blue lace trim.

Looking back at the closed door, you conclude you should be fine to just throw it on before laying yourself out on your shared bed. Ready for your husband to see you so open and willing to be used by him. As your robe falls to your feet, a slight creek fills the silent space.

Whipping your head back and grabbing the nearest towel to cover yourself, you're met with an alluring glare from your husbands own dad. Your father-in-law, Dave York.

"Dave wha- what are you doing?" You question with a panic laced tone. Completely thrown off by the way he's leaning against the now locked door, hands in his wrinkle-free perfectly fitted black work slacks. His lack of response is louder than the faint trickle from the utility sink your bare-ass is pressed against.

Dave saunters over to you, his pristinely polished shoes clinking heavily with every step despite the minimal weight he's using. It's a commanding presence, shows how he doesn't have to storm over to establish authority. His handsome body towers over you and the faint hairs on your spine rapidly rise at the feeling of his warmth nearing your own naked body. Aside from the small washcloth that covers your crotch and arm across your heavy tits.

His veiny calloused wedding ring-wearing hand reaches next to you, finding the lace on your nightgown satisfyingly soft.

"Look at this, angel. Did you plan on wearing it for my inconsiderate son?" He remarks, looking into your wide eyes as his fingers continue to twist and feel at a piece of clothing that is filling you with an overbearing amount of embarrassment.

"I d- you weren't supposed to see that." The nervous confession brings a crooked grin to Dave's face.

"It's real pretty, just like you. Sexy even.... but I wouldn't waste my time putting something like this on for Daniel." Shaking his head at your frazzled state and utilizing that dismissive tone he does so well.

"W-why?"

Pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance at your innocent unknowing voice, Dave reaches a hand to slowly move your arm that's covering your plush chest. "Because, he left 10 minutes ago. Waved bye to me as I pulled into the driveway."

Now you're really fucking confused. Your husband never goes off without texting you to let you know, and why would he leave you alone at his parents home? Especially on the night prior to your anniversary.

"I don't understand. Did he tell you where he was going?" You probe at him, not processing the way his rough fingertips are skimming over your navel, up across your chest. Suddenly, you yelp as he pinches your pebbled nipple and grips under your adjacent perky breast. Your hand quickly grabs at his wrist, but he slaps it away — holding it at your waist.

"You really have nothing going on in that head of yours, huh? Just floating around being the perfect little wife for my son, is that right? Too stupid and blind to see that your husband cheats on you every living moment and only married you because you're nothing more than a sweet voice who’s gentle on the eyes." His painful out-of-pocket words paired with the twisting of your nipples has heavy tears brimming at your lashes. "Kind of him to make sure you're gentle on his old mans eyes too.... we always did share a type."

"Fuck you," you spit at him. You've never dared be rude to Dave, or anyone for that matter. But his condescending temper, sudden violations to your privacy paired with the already upsetting feelings you've been enduring today was a breaking point. As you rip your hand from his grasp prepared to rush out of the room, he grabs your throat in a vice grip. Landing a brutal smack on your cheek that causes your head to turn from the impact, just for him to use that same hand to yank your hair back to a straight position. Body now pressed against your own — you feel the washcloth protecting your femininity drop at your bare feet in terror.

"Hmm. Never heard you cuss before, sweetheart. Thought I taught my son to train his wife better than that."

A heavy tear streams down your now red swollen cheek, as you take in the hurtful message your father in law is clarifying. You're nothing but a piece of fuck meat, a trophy wife. But clearly not honored enough for your husband to use you. Humiliatingly, the way Dave's clothed body is up against your own, has your exposed cunt throbbing and leaking down your legs for him. You were good enough for Dave York, and that was an honor within itself.

"'M sorry," you murmur at the feel of his covered thigh spreading your leg and nudging into your soaked pussy.

Dave chuckles at your nearly cock drunk state, "haven't even touched you and your leaking on my dress pants. No wonder he keeps you around, you're just a perfect little slut willing to please."

"Y- yeaah," you sigh lightly humping his thigh, even though Dave didn't even ask a question. Something within you just wanted him to understand your body was his to use, despite both your sacred dedications to other partners. People so close to you. His son, your husband. Your mother-in-law, his wife.

He swiftly moves his thigh from between your legs, pinching your cheeks so they're puckered willing you to look at him with those glossed over doe-eyes he fucking leaks over. "Use that head and address me properly."

Your head swarms for a second, worried of his reaction to an incorrect title. Testing the waters, you whine, "yes, sir." The words muffled by the tight hold he has on your face.

With a sinister grin on his face, Dave pushes you down on the solid tile — hand still threaded through your hair to ensure your head movement is in his control.

"Look at that, your brain does work. Let's see about that mouth."

Yanking the zipper down, he pulls his semi-hard cock out and slaps it on your cheek, precum smearing slightly. As you eye his cock, you come to the realization that he's slightly bigger than his son at half mast, and you're gonna have to calm yourself to handle a monster like that.

"Are you gonna show me how good you take a cock down your throat? With those dick-sucking porn worthy lips?" Dave peers down at you. He has started to jerk himself to full length, his thumbs barely touching around his width.

"Yes, sir. I am."

The way your eyelids flutter up at him, so docile and unaware of just how vicious Dave intends to be on your needy body. It unlocks that fundamental primal male urge that he normally suppresses during sex.

"Open your mouth, bitch." As your tongue lolls out of your mouth obediently, a dribble of spit going down your chin to your neck to your tits gleams in the soft light. Dave grins as he stuffs two fingers in your mouth, touching at your sensitive uvula. You instantly attempt suppressing your rare gag reflex, body unprepared for his actions. "Nice job, knew you were meant to have your mouth filled."

Dave rips his fingers from you and smears the thick string of saliva across your face — slapping you across the face, rather gentle than before. As he grabs his cock and lines it up with your mouth, you inhale deeply. Seemly more aware of how Dave likes to be. Callous, straight-forward and dominant.

Before you can suck him into your mouth, Dave spits right on his cock — some of it landing on your moisturized lips — just to slam himself down your throat. Your eyes spring open looking up at him, polished hands gripping at his slack-covered thighs. You feel your left over slick on his right pant leg. The taste of his long day is heavy on your tongue as his balls nuzzle at your chin. You're overwhelmed with his scent. The hair at the base of his cock tickles your nose, stud piercing almost getting caught.

"Riiiight there, that's fucking it. What a real fucking whore."

Dave lets his head fall backwards, eyes on the ceiling as he feels you sputter around him, your spit dripping heavily down his balls and onto the tile between his legs. He's unsure on how long he looks upwards, until he feels the digging of your fingertips into him. When he looks down, your eyes are bulging — about to roll into the back of your skull. So he pulls off of you.

Your belligerent cough is almost too loud for comfort, so Dave jerks his cock and plops his full balls into your mouth. And like the eager girl you are, you suck them into your mouth. Licking at the seam between them, letting them bounce off of your tongue. You lick downwards, tonguing at his delicate perineum. That small but dirty act makes him groan loudly. Loud enough for someone on the second floor to hear.

Realizing he's getting too comfortable, he goes back to filling your mouth. Alternating between shallow fucking of the throat and just letting it bulge inside. His big hands wrapping around your neck to jerk himself through the thin hump of protruding skin.

When he hears the shrewd screech of his name from the mouth of his wife downstairs, he pulls out swiftly and yanks you up, hoisting your leg onto the counter. Prodding his cock head at your now unbelievably soaked entrance.

Your mind is hazy and disorientated concerning what's about to happen. You feel like you've barely had any time to process the fact that your father in law is treating you like a common street whore. So, when he pushes into you, a wailing shriek escapes you.

Dave slaps his heavy hand around your mouth from behind, pushing in balls deep but not before releasing a moan of his own.

"Better shut that mouth before I stuff something in there... good god. How is that cunt so damn tight? You're snug around me, guess you're not a slut after all. Tight pussy but loose throat, just how I like it."

Dave proceeds with his relentless thrusts into your aching cunt. You don't remember the last time you were filled so thoroughly. It makes you forget how fucked up this situation truthfully is.

As Dave's cock is slamming into your cervix over and over, you feel your lower stomach tightening. He feels it too. Dave has been holding in his orgasm since you first fell to your knees and gave him those fuck toy eyes. So before you can cum all over him, he grabs you by the neck from the front and puts your ear right by his mouth so he can relay his special message.

"My son told me you've been begging him for a baby... how sweet. You just wanna be a mama, huh? Or maybe, you think having one will fix your relationship. Just reminds me how stupid you are. If a kid could save a marriage, my wife and I would've been happy ever since she pushed that little shit out. But, I'm gonna make it even better for you, sweetheart...."

Dave pushes to the hilt as you cum around him, whimpering behind his hand. Eager to hear his words, simultaneously terrified.

"Gonna cum inside and get you pregnant myself."

You scream into his hand, trying to push him away from you, trying to get yourself away from his spearing cock. All your effort does is push him in deeper, your body going lax at how stuffed you are.

"Don't fight me, angel. Just take it..." You feel his warm cum spilling into you, your body quivering. "Good... so good. I already feel your body sucking up my cum.. eager for it. Eager to be round with your father in law's baby. What will it call me? Grand-dad?" He snickers into your ear as he releases your body. You just lay there, half your limp limbs hanging off the counter.

Dave watches his thick white liquid drip out of you, and down your inner thighs. He pats your ass and tucks himself back into his slacks.

"Don't worry too much. Daniel looks just like me, he'll never find out his kid is actually his half-sibling. That is unless you tell him. You want him to find out you were on your knees being a slut for his, daddy?" Dave questions you. You don't speak a word. Just staring at the piped detailing on the cupboard that holds all the scented detergents.

"Just go, please. So I can clean myself up." Those few begging words take the reminanets of your little energy.

Dave grabs your now wrinkly nightgown and robe, pulling you off the counter so you're forced to stand in front of him. Body spent, his finger prints have left slight indents on various parts of you that you're positive will bruise in the days to come. You realize now, there's no way your husband can see you uncovered for weeks.

"You're gonna put this slutty outfit on and walk your ass into his room, with my cum dripping down your legs. He's been waiting for you, sweetheart."

Your jaw drops at his demand. Disgusted yet your cunt clenches at the filth of it all.

"I thought you said he left?"

Dave just smiles at you like you're a mindless child. You almost fall to the floor in despair at the discovery of what a lying sick bastard Dave has revealed himself to be. You don't know what to do. You've caught yourself up in this twisted game and as of now, there's no way out.

So, you throw the soft lace over your head and run your fingers through your hair attempting to fix your appearance. As you unlock the door, Dave places a gentle hand on your waist and kisses the top of your head. You hear him inhale your scent before he pushes you out of the door and watches you meander to his son's room, a slight limp in your legs.

You look at him, distain on your face as you open the door to find your husband scrolling on his phone. With an arrogant look spread across his face — "Where have you been?"

Dave hears the click of the door lock setting in place. As he walks towards the stairwell, he can't help but laugh at the memory of his vasectomy he received many years ago.

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[morgana-larkin]

Hey I was wondering if u could do Melissa x reader where reader has scars that she’s embarrassed about and so she always wear a jumpers or long sleeves but one day it’s really warm and reader refuses to take it off coz she’s embarrassed and Melissa helps her realise that it’s nothing to be embarrassed about (as always no pressure I adore your work sm 🫶)

This was really cute, I liked writing this. I must be in a mood cause it’s the second fic today I wrote and it has smut 🤦🏼‍♀️ maybe just excited to see our girl on screen again 🤷🏻‍♀️

On another note: on to the next prompt and I’m wondering where that’s gonna go, possibly heartbreak from my own creation, @esposadejoyhuerta I’m looking at you, your prompt is next.

Map Of Your Scars

Warnings: reader self conscious about her scars, smut

Words: 2.3k

You stand there looking at yourself naked in the mirror and take a deep breath. Looking at all your scars you have, either from the car accident you were in, cuts that didn’t heal all the way or acne scars.

You take another deep breath and then get dressed, getting ready for another day at Abbott Elementary. You’ve been working there for almost 9 months as a fifth grade teacher and you absolutely love it. The staff are great, the kids are great, the principal is questionable, it’s a blast there.

It’s warm out since it’s mid May so you go for a light jumper and sweater. Already you feel warm just walking into the halls of the school but you’ve done this before, just keep the sweater on until you get home.

You walk into the break room and get a coffee and you sit next to Melissa on the couch to watch the news with them. Melissa looks over at your jumper and sweater and quirks an eyebrow. “I hope you’re not going to be wearing that sweater on our recess duty today like you did last week.” She tells you and you blush. You developed a crush on the beautiful redhead, and from what you hear, she’s only dated exclusively men, bummer.

“Recess duty? Oh is that today?” You ask, you totally forgot about that. Melissa nods and you sigh. “Well I am, I think it looks good with the jumper.”

“Hun, it does look good but it’s not practical.” She points out. Melissa ignored you when you first got there but has since taken an interest in you, all the recess duties together probably helped.

“If I get too hot then I’ll take it off and wrap it around my waist, so it’s fine.” You tell her with a shrug and at that, she drops it.

At lunchtime, you still have the sweater on and refuse to take it off. You can see Melissa keeps eyeing you and the sweater.

“Can I help you Melissa?” You ask her when you see her looking at you again.

“Hun it’s like 25 degrees (77 Fahrenheit) out. You’re gonna be hot in that.” She says and you sigh.

“Actually at the moment I’m fine.” You tell her and she goes back to her phone and food.

When you two are walking together to go outside for your recess duty, she glances at you.

You both are outside, 10 minutes in to your recess duty, making sure the students are keeping out of trouble. Melissa walks up to you, “hun, take the sweater off, I can see you sweating.” She says.

“I’m fine.” You say and walk away. You’re not fine though, you are starting to get really hot but you don’t want anyone to see your scars, especially her, the red goddess that visits you in your dreams.

20 minutes later you’re really sweating and lightheaded and starting to see blurry spots in your vision. You and Melissa are rounding the kids up and she can see you’re not doing well, she’s noticed you trying to stabilise yourself more than once. Once the kids are heading inside she comes up to you again.

“Hey are you ok? You don’t look too good.” She says and puts a hand on your arm. You don’t really notice the hand on you, you’re too busy trying not to fall. You just nod at her and she helps to lead you inside.

You take one step in the school and you immediately fall. “Y/N!” Melissa yells as she catches you. Gregory is close by when he hears Melissa yelling and looks at her and sees you in her arms. He runs over to her and sees that your eyes are closed.

“What happened?” He asks her and she looks up at him.

“Heat exhaustion. I told her to take the stupid sweater off. Can you help me carry her to the nurse?” She asks and he nods and picks you up.

Once you're at the nurses office, they lay you down on the bed and Melissa takes off your sweater. The nurse instructs Gregory to leave as they need to unbutton your jumper to release the heat in your body.

You wake up and the first thing you notice is that you’re not hot anymore or sweaty. In fact, you’re perfectly fine. Then you notice there’s a breeze on the top half of you and you look down at yourself and see your sweater is off and your jumper is unbuttoned. You look over to your left and see Melissa talking to the nurse. She then notices you awake and walks over to you.

“Hey, how you feeling?” She asks you.

“Good.” You tell her, as you start to button up your jumper in a panic.

“You gave me a scare back there.” She tells you and you look up at her as you finish buttoning up your jumper.

“Where’s my sweater?” You ask her as you look around for it.

“I have it but I’m not giving it to you.” You look at her.

“Why?”

“Why? Because you fainted from heat exhaustion, that’s why. What were you thinking? Why didn’t you just take it off? Why are you wearing a jumper? It’s May right now. You can’t be dressing in hot clothes anymore.”

“I can wear what I want.” You say to her and cover up your arms as much as possible.

“Why didn’t you just take it off?” She asks you and you look over and see the nurse watching the conversation and you look away embarrassed. Melissa looks back and sees. “Do you mind giving us the room for a moment please?” She asks the nurse and she nods and leaves the room. “So why didn’t you take it off?” She asks you again.

“Because…of my scars.” You say quietly.

“You’re scars?” Melissa asked. She of course noticed them when she was helping to undress you but didn’t think much of them.

“Ya, they’re embarrassing, so I cover them up so no one else sees them.” You tell her.

“Hun, it doesn’t matter if you got scars, no one's gonna care or say anything bad about them. And if they do then I’ll take care of them.” She tells you with a wink and you look at her, still embarrassed. Melissa tries a different approach. “I saw them and I still think you’re beautiful.” She says and you look at her with wide eyes.

“You think I’m beautiful?” You ask her and she nods.

“Uh huh, inside and out.” She tells you and you blush. “How did you get them? Your scars.” She asked and you take a deep breath.

“Car accident, cuts and acne.”

“Your scars are a part of you and they tell a story of who you are, nothing to be ashamed of.” She tells you and you look down, you don’t quite believe what she’s telling you. Melissa notices your disbelief and knows she has to try something drastic, drastic situations call for drastic measures. She places her hand on your chin and forces you to look up at her. “Maybe you’ll believe me now.” She tells you in a low, almost seductive voice, and kisses you.

You’re stunned when she does and you don’t know what to do. She pulls back and sees your expression. “Were you not expecting that?” She jokes and you shake your head.

“I..um…well… you’re straight.” You tell her and she giggles.

“I’m not straight hun. I lean more towards men but a few women have caught my eye over the years.” She tells you and you stare at her in disbelief. “Do you have a crush on me?” She asks you since you’re staring at her and you nod your head. “Well that’s good cause I have a crush on you.” She tells you and you blink at her, looking like a deer in the headlights. She cups your cheek, “can I kiss you again?” She asks you and you immediately nod your head and she giggles, she kisses you again and this time you kiss her back. You put a hand at the back of her head and she places one on your waist. After about a minute, you pull away for air.

“Wow” you say, trying to catch your breath.

“How about you come back to my place tonight? It’s Friday night so no school tomorrow and maybe I can show you another way of how beautiful you are, with or without scars.” She tells you and you practically hear your brain crashing.

“I- you…um..what?” You ask her.

She leans in to your ear and whispers seductively. “If you come over after school then I’ll kiss all your scars and your entire body.” She says and leans back and winks at you. “Think about it.” She says and leaves.

You go back to your students, completely forgetting that you don’t have a sweater on until one of your students asks you where you got the scar on your right arm. You look at it then look at your student that looks full of curiosity. “Car accident.” You tell him and your students all look at you with wide eyes and open mouths.

“That’s so cool! Not the car accident but your scar. It makes you look cool.” He says to you and you smile.

“Thanks kiddo.” You tell him and then get back to your lesson.

After school you dismiss your last student and see Melissa standing in your doorway, your sweater in her hands. “Hey.” Just tells you and you walk towards her.

“Hi.” You tell her and blush.

“You’re cute when you blush.” She says and you blush even more. “So have you decided about tonight?” She asks and you nod. “What is it then?”

“I want to come to your place.” You say and she smiles.

“Good choice, come on then. I’ll drive us there.” She says and turns to leave.

“What about my car?” You ask her and she looks at you.

“I can drive you back here to get it tomorrow.” She tells you and you nod and follow her out.

She drives you to her place, with a hand on your thigh the entire time, that you noticed kept creeping up more and more. You try to keep your composure but it was hard when her hand was so close to where you’ve wanted her for months.

As soon as you walk in her house she spins around and traps you between her and her door. You look at her stunned and you blush. “Do you know how hard it’s been for me, trying not to kiss you for the past 5 months?” She says in a seductive voice and you shake your head. “Well I’m going to show you, come on!” She tells you and grabs your hand and pulls you upstairs to her room.

Once there she pushes you down on the bed and crawls on top of you. The sight makes you lightheaded in the best way. She kisses you passionately and she takes your breath away. While kissing you, she begins to unbutton your jumper slowly. Once done, she pulls back and looks at you as she takes the top half off of you.

“You look so beautiful.” She says and begins kissing the scars that are on your chest and arms. She then proceeds to kiss your neck then nipples and you moan. Once she’s satisfied with her work, she pulls the button part of your jumper off of you. “Omg y/n, how are you so beautiful? I feel so lucky right now.” She says and kisses the scars on your legs. After she makes sure she got all of them, she then kisses your clit, making you buck your hips.

“Oh Melissa, oh my god.” You say grabbing her hair as she sucks on your clit. She pulls away and replaces her lips with a finger.

“What is it baby? What is it you want?” She asks you with a smirk.

“You! Want you, inside me.” You tell her and she smiles.

“As you wish.” And she pushes 2 fingers inside of you and you moan. Melissa is just loving the sounds you’re making because of her, she could listen to them all day. But for now, she wants to hear you when you cum. She attaches her mouth back to your clit and continues to fuck you with her fingers. She sees you start to shake and feels you clenching her fingers. “Are you gonna cum baby?” She asks and you nod. “Go on then, cum for me.” She tells you and you cum on her fingers. She gently pulls out of you and licks her fingers that were inside of you, moaning at the taste of you. “God, you’re so beautiful and you taste so good.” She says and you blush.

Monday morning you come to school in a dress that stops mid thigh and a smile on your face. You walk into the break room, get your coffee and sit on the couch next to Melissa. She sees you in a dress and she smiles and places a kiss on your lips.

All your coworkers see this and their jaws drop. Then Ava hands $20 over to Barb and Gregory hands $20 over to Jacob and Janine. You look at them all confused. “Were you betting on something?” You ask them.

“Ya, they were betting on when I’d tell you I like you.” Melissa says with a sigh and you giggle. Melissa wraps an arm around you and pulls you in closer.

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[wonjns]

particular — i.cy

pairing. im changkyun x male reader

genre. smut

summary. another long day of work leads to a horny mood, thankfully you have a (slightly odd but extremely sexy) boyfriend who's always willing to help you out.

includes. car sex, semi-public sex, slight voyeurism, masturbation, cum eating, unprotected sex ( dont irl !! )

WC. 1.7k

°A/N. . . ok this is literally so random it was just an old draft i started literally last year ?? but i just had to finish it bc wow i forgot how much i love chankgyun and i hope u guys like this !!

everybody usually labeled your boyfriend as a bit of a freak, but you just liked to think of him as selective about what he liked when it came to sex.

despite his horny tendencies, changkyun had never done anything outlandish or unheard of before with you - shit, he was hardly even open to trying new things. he simply knew what he liked, despite how specific some of his turn ons were. you understood that, and he always appreciated how open you were to his desires.

just like now, as you sat in the passenger seat of his car – your pants long discarded as you palmed your exposed member while he watched you with intense eyes.

you woke up in an uncharacteristically needy mood today, dropping hints as soon as he picked you up from your barista job. changkyun could feel the desire radiating off of you in waves the minute you laid your eyes on him, the way his fitted black gym shirt up clung to his chiseled torso stirring a fire in your gut. it was unlike you, but you practically begged to have him before he could fully drive down the street. and who would he be to tell his favorite boy no in that moment?

he just wanted you to do a thing or two for him first.

for some reason, changkyun loved to fuck you after seeing you reach your climax first. something about how spent you would be just ignited him in a blaze, pounding into you extra passionately afterwards... every single time. 

so you didn’t hesitate for a second when he asked to see you pleasure yourself until your first orgasm, then he would touch you. you obliged, immediately throwing your head against the seat rest from a couple strokes to your cock. 

but before you knew it, you had been at it for 10 minutes, unable to get yourself climaxing despite your needy state. your hands simply never felt quite the same as changkyuns larger, warmer, and much more experienced ones. your wrist was starting to cramp after putting in so much effort to no avail, groaning out of frustration when you saw changkyun begin to palm himself over his gym shorts.

you were sickeningly turned on at how aroused he was getting at your frustration. you had always needed his help with nearly everything, especially when it came to sex, so you were always so pliant and obedient — and fuck did it turn him on.

“kyun, i need you so bad, please.” you whined, feeling overwhelmed with the hunger that he stared at you with as you played with your throbbing length.

changkgun’s jaw clenched for a second before he slowly licked his bottom lip, watching your hands run along your cock. he didn’t even want to blink and risk missing a second of the beautiful sight before him.

“you’re doing good, baby, keep going.” he sternly encouraged, voice so deep it caused you to whimper with more want. his eyes shot up to yours for a second, darker than ever. “are you close?”

“mm mm,” you mewled in response, gaze dropping to his erect nipples poking through his dry-fit shirt. you stroked yourself deeper, remembering what he looked like underneath the thin fabric. “let see your abs, please.”

the ever-so-cocky grin that you were used to grew across changkyuns face. and as annoying as it was, you fucking loved it.

he’d been working out so much at home lately, and it showed more as the days went on. you would always watch in perverted silence, eyes fixated on his back muscles as he did pull ups on your bedroom doorframe. the way his round shoulders were forming, tan thighs growing more muscular, and of course that torso being shaped by the gods - there was hardly a time that he’d be doing his sit ups in the living room that wouldn’t end in you two getting some extra cardio in on the couch after.

changkyun complied to your request all too easily, reaching down to drag the hem of the shirt slowly upwards. the material slid up and bunched around his broad chest, bronze chiseled abs glaring right back at you.

he must’ve just finished working out before picking you up from work, as there was still a thin sheen of sweat reflecting off the grooves of his muscles. you just wanted to cum all over them right then and there, and to lick it off after without a care in the world.

and that was all it took. the thought alone activated a long whine out of you as you squirted all over yourself, ropes of your white essence shooting up onto your stomach and thankfully missing your uniform shirt by a smidge.

you felt a little out of breath already, but the marveling in changkyun’s eyes gave you all the boost you needed. you didn’t bother discarding your shirt as you scrambled into his lap, back accidentally honking the horn in the process. you’d didnt give a damn.

“there, will you kiss me now?” your voice sounding much more desperate than you wanted it to.

changkyun offered you another smirk before slightly lifting your shirt and scooping some of your arousal off your stomach with two fingers. you didn’t need any instruction as you opened your mouth, excitement stirring in your bones.

your boyfriend’s eyes struck in a trance as he rubbed his fingers along your tongue, spreading your salty love liquids around to his liking. his free hand held you firmly in place by your neck. you took the opportunity to suck on his digits for just a moment before he pulled them away.

your tongue protruded out to show chankgyun his work, prompting a deep groan out of him.

“that’s my boy…” he finally mumbled before surging forward, finally soothing your aching lips with his own.

the kiss was deep, full of hunger as changkyun wasted no time in slipping his tongue in to mingle with yours. he took his time tasting you, collecting the smeared essence off your tongue to take for himself. he was so noisy today, as another one of his moans shook you to your core, and you were thankful to be perched on his lap... otherwise your knees would’ve given out immediately.

you were growing drunk on his sloppy open mouthed kisses, feeling along those godly abs before you forced yourself to pull away - unable to hold in your final request any longer.

“changkyun,” you huffed, “please fuck me.”

the dark haired man laughed at your already desperate state, warm hands encasing both sides of your hips securely as he looked you up and down.

“i don’t know, prince, right here and now? you’re already so sensitive, i’m not sure if you could handle it.” he mocked, experimentally rolling his hips up into you.

the thin material of his workout shorts boldly exposed how rock hard his bulge was already. he felt so, so big and it sent your mind reeling. your eyes rolled back when you rocked your hips down into him in response, clutching his broad shoulders.

“let me try.” you cried out, reconnecting your lips before he could form a reply.

after the two of you shared a hot, needy make out session for a couple minutes, changkyun skillfully removed both of your clothes before you could notice.

his teeth ran teasingly along the column of your neck before he passionately sucked on your adams apple, flipping you over and lowering the seat back. you moaned as you ran your hands down the expanse of his exposed melanated back, the valleys of his toned muscles sending you into a haze.

chankgyun made sure to leave an array of pretty little marks all over your neck before finally ridding himself of his underwear and fishing the small bottle of lube out from the center consul.

he laughed to himself, realizing that normal couples probably wouldn't keep something so vulgar brazenly in their car. but the man learned quickly that he had done it to himself; after corrupting you for the first time, you had become such an insatiable little thing.

when both you and he were finally prepped, he teasingly prodded his thick head against your entrance.

“i’m going in, baby boy. hold on tight.” he spoke.

his teasing actions caused you to already clench around nothing, but you tried to will yourself to relax. he slowly pushed in, and you couldn't even attempt holding your noises in. not like he would want you to anyways.

changkyun's ego would always skyrocket every time he heard how good he made you feel. his favorite would be times just like this, when you were in your most fucked out state just babbling over how much you loved him and his huge, skillful dick.

you clung to your boyfriend tighter as he ground his hips into you rhythmically, taking you to the stars and back right there in his driver's seat.

it didn't take much for you to announce your second orgasm, the sensation hurdling towards you as changkyun relentlessly pounded into you with a starved passion.

when the blissful relief washed over you, once again coming all over you and changkyun's stomach, he couldn't even warn you of his own climax as the fluttering of your walls began milking him dry as well. he wanted to bite down on your collarbone but refused to look away at how cute your scrunched up face looked, loving that he was the reason for your ecstacy.

changkyun tried to still his head from dizzying, groaning as he watched his own come begin leaking down your leg. he went to grab napkins from his consul, but you stopped him immediately, pulling him back on top of you for one more deep kiss.

you just wanted the both of you to rest in that moment, so fucked out that you didn't feel like moving despite the stickiness forming between the both of you.

your boyfriend chuckled as he lowered himself to your ear, pecking your cheeks a couple times.

"ok, 5 minutes babe. but then we have to get out of this parking lot, your job has cameras."

© 𝐟𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐢 — all rights reserved

[gvnvks]

zb1 giving you partner privileges … !

> pairings: non-idol!zb1 x fem!reader

> warnings: lowercase intended, not proofread

> song recommendation: mori by dawid podsiadlo (its in polish but u gotta listen to it fr)

> note: i started my exams today … two more to go !!

김 jiwoong.

THE PRIVILEGE IS REAL

im being so fr 😭

when literally anyone tries to take something from him, JUST BORROW FOR A SEC he immediately turns D:

except when its you

you could take (over) this mans whole life (you already did) and he wouldn’t even complain

hes THAT whipped

girl TRUST ☠️

“hey jiwoong, i wondered if i could borrow your charger for a sec, mine just stopped wor-“ rickys sentence got cut short by jiwoongs whine

HOMEBOY SNATCHED THAT CHARGER AWAY FROM HIM

“jiwoong, my sweet !! i thought i could use your laptop. i need to get some work done real quick”

jiwoong immediately gives u the laptop no hesitations

trust me if he could give you his all time life savings along with that laptop HE WOULD

(pls do i kinda need money 💯)

“can i use ur cologne jiwoong pls” “no”

BUT IF ITS YOU

“hey jiwoong!! i thought your cologne smelt really nice and wondered if i could spray a little on myself too!!”

shows u all colognes he has ever bought

EVEN THE EMPTY BOTTLES

“u can choose. the one i used today is this one :D”

later gives u like 2-3 of his STILL FULL colognes that you liked the smell of cause “i dont need that many anyways”

장 hao.

he’s serious about his sleeping

trust me.

he gets so mad when someone disturbs him in his slumber

and he’s also very difficult to wake up 😭

seriously

“hao u really should wake up…”

*snores*

“hao pls we have a schedule in 30 minutes”

*snores*

jiwoong you should just give up atp 🧍🏻‍♀️

“literally wake up what the fuck”

and let me tell y’all

when someone other than you miraculously manages to wake his ass up

he’ll just straight up yell at them

“SHUT UP” yes throw that pillow hao ‼️

but you

your voice has something that immediately wakes him up in his best mood

rainbows around his head and allat yk yk

every time when it’s you waking him up TRUST ME you’ll never see a morning pout on his face

you could literally beat his ass awake and he’d have nothing against it ☠️

he gets all soft and allat … yeah cute babe hao

his members r fucking confused cause what he so whipped for

can u see the what the fuck expression on jiwoongs face ??

HE JUST SIGHS

HE OFFICIALLY GAVE UP YALL

he’s in love like that

giving you privileges LIKE THAT …

also his morning i love yous … hi I need a bf quick

he’s a 10/10 boyfriend btw 💋

성 hanbin.

the amount of privilege you get as hanbins partner …

he literally pays for your every single thing

u saw that new pretty skirt while window shopping ??

“honey, want me to buy it for you?”

no matter your answer he in fact always does buy it

ur on a date in that cute new caffe ??

“hey, choose what you want. ill pay.”

SO HOT 💔

“hanbin !! this necklace is pretty, isn’t it ??”

“yeah, pretty neat” and the necklace is at your door 2 days later

basically your human wallet

of course its not like u demand from him to pay for you, he just does

and hanbin really enjoys buying you things and making you happy btw ‼️

cute

but when it’s his members 😭

oh hell naw he ain’t having it

“hanbin could you pls pay for me I forgot my wallet”

AND HE JUST GLARES

sighs

and sometimes SOMETIMES he does pay for his members but it’s like

once in a blue moon literally

“hanbin do you maybe want to buy me that new, cool game (whatever games he fucking plays) ??” GYUVIN BABE YOU KNOW THE ANSWER

“no” LMAOO

“oh no !! i ran out of money on apple pay …” you just wanted to buy keys on subway surfers 😕

hanbin IMMEDIATELY charges your apple pay with … a lot of money. you can buy a lot of keys now. are you happy.

GYUVIN SEES IT ALL AND IS OFFENDED ☠️

석 matthew.

i get a feeling that as long as matthew enjoys physical affection, he’s not that big on hair touching ?? like yk

he probably won’t let his members touch his hair very often

i dont know i just feel like he wouldn’t like it

“matthew, u got something on your hair” gunwook tries to pick whatever shit landed on his head

MATTHEW GRASPS HIS HAND HALFWAY 😭

GUNWOOK LITERALLY HISSES IN PAIN MATTHEW CHILL PLS PLs pLS

“i can do it myself” okay mr serious ?? gunwook literally didn’t ask

its not that serious, it was never that serious 💯

BUT WHEN YOURE IN THE PICTURE

you really like touching his hair

it’s so soft and allat

and sometimes you just randomly place ur hand on his head

he tenses up FOR A LITTLE SECOND and then softens up cause he realizes it’s you

SO CUTE 💔

lets you touch it for however long you want

matthew just doesn’t mind

ALSO

when you kiss his hair while ur hand is on his head he gets all shy and covered in blush 😭

kisses u back …

can u imagine what he’d do if instead of you it was one of the boys

HED THROW HANDS I CAN FUXKING TELL

honestly i dont see matthew as an aggressive (?) type of guy but when it comes to his hair ☠️

김 taerae.

we all know taeraes fashion sense is a bit … yeah.

basically it’s kinda bad

but that boy doesn’t let ANYONE literally anyone style him

“taerae i dont think these red pants fit well with that shirt …” hao just tried to give him some advice

and taerae just ignores his words 😭

“no taerae, don’t but these shoes, they won’t go with anything”

“stfu” BYE

but you ………

of course you love your precious bf but

sometimes you just can’t stand how off his outfits look 💔

”hm taerae… i dont think this shirt fits these cargos! maybe you could wear this white one?”

changes in the blink of an eye ‼️

“do i look better, sweetheart ??”

YES YES YOU DO

he’s so cute pls

he’s ready to change his whole outfit if you ask him to

“taerae i don’t think this outfit suits a date night…”

it’s not like you demand him to change, you just simply share your opinion

WHICH HE FUCKING RESPECTS

maybe even a little too much 😭

so whipped

guess who has head over heels for you

definitely not taerae

“taerae, my sweet !! these pants have too many bright colors, don’t you think they won’t suit anything you have ??”

“oh! maybe you’re right. thank you, sweetheart”

NAH BYW

리키 ricky.

he’s so in love that the amount of privileges he gives you is fucking enormous, im fr

but we’ll focus on one

ricky never lets ANYONE go through his phone 🙏🏼

he doesn’t hide anything or sth

he just doesn’t like when people go through his things, especially without his permission

“what the fuck are you doing with my phone, yujin” in a matter of 0.5 seconds rickys phone is not in yujins hands anymore

poor boy just wanted to check the weather 💔

“hey ricky, can i check something in your phone ?? mine just died”

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, HANBIN

“no” as simple as that 😭

“oh ricky … i also wanted to check my gmail real quick but its o-“

he doesn’t let you finish and just hands you his phone

HANBIN IS OFFENDED (who wouldn’t 😭 this looks like some kind of prejudice)

oh my god how things change when it comes to you …

basically you have more access to his phone than ricky himself

sometimes it even comes to you literally using his phone all day. literally whole 24 hours 💯

AND HE DOESNT COMPLAIN AT ALL ??

like literally no complaints whatsoever. zero. none. 0. FUXKING NULL.

his members r like what the fuck because like

WHATS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND THEM

yall sometimes also like to switch phones for a day

the amount of pictures you take on his phone 😭

so whipped that he deletes NONE of them ‼️🙏🏼

김 gyuvin.

yes i do know i use this theme a lot while writing for gyuvin but i just cant help leave me alone pls

okay we all know gyuvin likes gaming

but he’s real serious about that …

if you’re not (y/n) don’t even think of disturbing him while he’s gaming 😭

HED LASH OUT TRUST

“gyuvin do you want som-“ taerae can’t even finish because gyuvin starts fucking throwing hands at him

“im kinda busy yk.” yes. yes we know.

HE DOESNT EVEN LET ANYONE TOUCH HIM ?? LIKE AT ALL ☠️

oh such a discord mod he is (im joking btw..)

but if it’s you …

oh girl i envy you this kind of boyfie 😕‼️

when you’re near him while he’s gaming he’d literally play with his headset only half on

yk in case you need something from him

so cute and so hot at the same time 🧍🏻‍♀️

he’d abandon his game for you

AND IM SERIOUS WHEN I SAY ABANDON

GIRL TRUST 💯

and ..

he lets you sit on his lap too ??

oh lawd have mercy 🙏🏼

when u sit on his lap he would literally play with one hand just to rub soothing circles on your back …

pls i need a therapist 💋

박 gunwook.

gunwook really doesn’t like when someone disturbs him while he’s focused on something

i mean its kinda obvious ??

probably no one does lmao 😭

he’s ready to throw hands even if it’s something way more important than the thing he’s focused on

IM SERIOUS ONG ‼️

“gunwook, can you stop what you’re doing for a while?” jiwoong asks with a pretty serious tone

“i can’t” WITHOUT EVEN LOOKING UP FROM HIS BOOK ?

not good … 💔

jiwoong im so sorry you’re probably so done by now

but if it’s you … !!!!!

“gunwook…” you whine, feeling kinda bored and alone today

AND HE IMMEDIATELY SHIFTS HIS WHOLE ASS ATTENTION TO YOU

god, teenager in love ‼️

he doesn’t really want to abandon what he’s doing rn as gyuvin does so he just

divides the attention 💯

…

sits you on his lap

OR SOMETIMES EVEN ON HIS DESK 😭

holds you by ur waist and just simply

plants kisses all over your cheeks

do I need to say his members r kinda disappointed ?? ☠️

hi i need a cute boyfie rn 💔

한 yujin.

okay so

there’s a lot of things yujin would let you do without you noticing it’s a “privilege”

because he wouldn’t complain if others did those things too ??

i mean like … its yujin so

but when YOU do these …

he encourages u so much 😭

ong…

im so serious … ‼️

“yujin can i try your food ?? it looks so good” ricky asked waving his chopsticks at yujins face

“oh… yeah go for it, i guess” WITH THE BLANKEST STARE EVER LMAOO

PLS TRY TO SEE IT WITH UR IMAGINSTION

“yujin! can i see your necklaces? it’s so cute!”

YUJIN IS SO SO XONFUSED

“oh… well… yeah”

now imagine you doing it 😭

“can i try some of your food, yujin ??”

HIS EYES IMMEDIATELY LIGHT UP ‼️

“yes! this here is rice with chicken and sour sauce and these ones there are some fried vegetables! eat as much as you want, cutie!”

okay yujin… 😭 not THAT serious babe

“yujin, my sweet! can i see your necklace?”

SO SO IN LOVE

“of course! i can help you put it on if you want to! you’d look so good in it!”

bae is so cute

gvnvks © 2023

[thebowieconstricker]

HIIIII, I noticed you are writing Lisa Frankenstein/ the creature and I just wanted to give u like a writing idea ( also the creature is SO FREAKING UNDERRATED AND HES SO FINE)

What if the readers just had a bad day, didn’t go as planned ect and the creature takes them to dance in the backyard (like in that one scene) and ends it all with him laying on the readers chest and it’s all cuddles n kisses. Like idk he seems the cuddly kind

masterlist

AN: THIS WAS SUCH A LOVELY REQUEST UGHHHH

He is SO the cuddly kind, he loves making his partner feel so special and I’m certain that after being in a grave for so long, the poor baby is touch starved.

It took me a while to get around to writing ‘cause I needed inspiration (aka today sucked and I needed comfort lololololol) anyways our beloved Creature is here to love and comfort!!!! Y’all enjoy <333

~~~

Whoever said senior year was gonna be “different” was a liar.

Three lousy years of stressing over tests, dodging shoulders in the hallways, and crying in your room for what? More homework? More essays? More friends distancing themselves from you and all you can do is watch?

It was hard to make friends in the first place, never mind keep them. You’ve never been the pinnacle of extroverted-ness, so when you thought you’d finally made some pals, you were grateful.

Even if it felt strange sometimes, like when you were always the last one to find out about parties. Like when they always forgot to save a seat for you, or wait up for you.

Like when you had found out they had all planned a movie night tonight without you.

“You can come if you want?” The only thing they could say.

Bullshit, you thought.

So, you weren’t going. You didn’t want another night of awkward small-talk and laughing at inside jokes you were on the outside of.

You had homework, anyways.

Walking to your front door, you noticed your parent’s cars weren’t home. They both had to work pretty late, but you wondered how late tonight would be.

However, this didn’t mean you wouldn’t have company.

You see, through a pretty complicated series of events, you had managed to raise a little hell of your very own. Currently living in your house was a creature, a once living man who had risen from the grave, caked in dirt and grime with electricity coursing through his veins.

A terrifying prospect, one would imagine.

Nay. He was actually just a huge dork.

You never completely understood why he had taken up such a fascination with you, but what you did understand was that the two of you shared a connection. You got each other in ways no one else had. So, after you had gotten over your initial shock at his existence, you had cleaned him up and offered him a place to stay.

Anyways, you opened your door, only to immediately hear the faint sounds of gentle piano. You smiled to yourself.

“I’m home,” you called, somewhat defeatedly. A voice grunted back. You walked to the living room and there your monster man sat, hands gliding ever-so-elegantly across the plastic keys of your keyboard. He paused his playing to look at you. Immediately, he smiled, his eyes brightening. He gave you a small wave, which you returned with a grin that didn’t reach your eyes.

Somehow, he noticed.

He quirked an eyebrow, then pointed towards yourself.

You okay?

Embarrassed, you looked away. Yes, you knew emotions were valid and all that, but it didn’t make you feel any more comfortable sharing your feelings. Avoiding eye contact, you took a breath.

“It was a long day.” That’s all you said.

You heard a gruff sigh in response, which you took to mean I understand. What happened next surprised you, though.

He actually stood up from his piano. You looked back to him and watched as he made his way over to you. He then offered a hand.

You looked at his face. When you had first met him, it was covered in sludge and moss. His face had been completely unreadable. Now, although he was still unnatural looking, his expression was compassionate. His eyes twinkled with kindness, with pure intentions. He was trying to help.

You took his hand, the small grin on your face never leaving. He nodded and gave it a soft kiss, ever the gentleman. Then, much quicker than you expected, he dragged you to the backyard.

You laughed following after him, making exclamations of “woah, wait, slow down!” He continued, and soon, the two of you were in your family’s fairy-light illuminated backyard. It was dark enough to see a few stars in the sky, but what shone the brightest was the moon. You looked out at the dark realm and, once again, your eyes fell upon the creature. He seemed at home in the darkness, a welcome sight.

He looked at you with a grin and bowed.

You giggled. “Wait, if we do this, we need music.” A small radio sat on the sidewalk around your backyard, and you quickly bent down and clicked the play button. The first few notes of one of your favorite songs rang out.

You then looked back at the creature, who flexed his wrist towards you.

Well?

You raised your eyebrows, enjoying the sass. You bowed in return, as regally as you possibly could.

And then, you were swept into his arms. The music was upbeat enough that soon enough, the two of you were twirling each other around. He lifted you into the air by your hips, looking up at you like you’d hung the moon. You raised your arms towards the sky, ‘woo’ing and laughing. Once you were back down, the two of you moved to a more gentle rhythm, lightly swaying back and forth. You steadied your breathing and he smiled looking at you.

After a while, the two of you ended up lying down side by side on the fake grass, staring up at the stars. You had leaned your head on his shoulder, finding comfort in his presence.

“Thanks for… this.” You said in a sigh. He hummed beside you. “No, seriously. This was-“ suddenly, your eyes were watery and you sniffed.

Concerned, he sat up to look at you. “Oh, no, I’m fine.” You tried to stop the tears but suddenly, they were here. Sitting up, you wiped one from your cheek. “Shoot, my makeup.” You whispered to yourself. He quickly moved his hand to gather your other tears, taking care around your eyes. His eyebrows were knitted together with so much worry.

“Sorry, I just- I really appreciate this.” You admitted between tears. His eyes widened, and then he nodded, smiling. He took your hand gently, so so gently, and gave it a small squeeze.

Once again, you leaned your head on his shoulder, then wrapped your other arm around his, a new desire to hold him taking over. His grip on your hand tightened as his thumb caressed it.

The two of you sat in silent understanding, watched only by the twinkling stars above. As the music faded into the night, you felt comforted. This horrible day was over, and now you were safely in the arms of someone you loved.

Loved. You hadn’t thought that word before.

You snuggled your face into the crook of his neck, making yourself comfortable. He laughed lightly to himself at your antics. You felt a soft kiss on the top of your head, making your face warm.

Later, you would find yourselves in a pile of pillows and blankets, stargazing. You laid upon them, fingers tangled in your love’s hair while his head rested on your chest. You’d giggled to yourself when he first put it there, but it seemed right. As one of your hands played with his hair, he traced patterns on the other. Occasionally, it received a soft kiss. As you rambled endlessly about friends and classes and anything else, he listened. Even though he was silent, you knew he listened.

Loved, you thought to yourself.

Sounds about right.

[vanyzvat]

A NICE SURPRISE

Summary: Anti feels a little down on his birthday, but as it seems, (some of) the Ipliers already had something in mind to fix that!

Notes: There are some heavily implied self-destructive behaviors from Anti (You know how he is with knives), so be warned. Also there's like, a scarily realistic cake of a head, if that bothers anyone lmao??

Lastly, I'd like to express that I don't usually write for the Ipliers, like at all. I think this is actually my first time writing anything a bit more "advanced" with characters like Wilford and Google. I apologize in advance for any mischaracterization!

If there are any errors, please let me know!

It's dark. Empty.

Anti's sitting on the floor by himself, and in front of him, two skulls, one smaller than the other, with candles on top of them.

The fire is causing the wax to melt and slowly drip down the bone. Anti's humming happy birthday to himself.

He's smiling, but part of him is bitter. The others always gather together to celebrate each other's beginning of existence, and yet here he stands, alone.

He has a purpose to fulfill, he knows, and he definitely won't be regretting his decisions any time soon. Not like he can even feel regret anyway.

He's powerful, he's all-knowing, he's admired, he's feared, he's... Alone. But it's fine. He's fine.

...When did the candles snuff out? He must've gotten lost in thought.

...

He buries his face in his hands and lets out a heavy sigh.

His existence matters, he repeats to himself, he's what people stick around for. There are people celebrating, it's not like nobody cares or something- So why does he not feel it?

His knife glitches into existence in his hand. Ah, the lovely memories of Jack- Jack, who no longer exists. Is this what Chase felt like when he lost his family? Boo. This sucks.

He's staring at the blade.

He has no cake to cut, but he can still cut something. Cut something so he's no longer bored, so he can remind himself just how above everyone else he is, how much this doesn't impact him.

He raises the knife, blade facing his neck. He remembers the people loved this one. They talked about him for a very, very long time.

Suddenly, the door swings open, and it's... Wilford? What door?

...Wilford just opened a door into the void. It's okay, he does that sometimes.

Anti immediately lowers the blade, acting like he was just playing around with it.

Behind Wilford, are... Two others. Anti could tell one of them was here prior to even seeing him, just because of the all too familiar ringing that engulfed the room.

...They're all wearing stupid party hats.

“Suuuurpriiiiiiiiiise!”

Wilford brings his gun out from behind him, and fires in the theoretical air in celebration. Instead of a bullet, confetti shoots out, falling in the air.

“Oh̡? ́Ẃhaţ's t́he s͟p͝ec͝ial occ̨a̛sion?”

He smiles, pretending not to know.

...Wilford freezes up as he looks at Anti, his mouth agape and his gun still aimed at the air.

“Your birthday!”

He sounds so sure, but after Anti's reaction, he's starting to honestly doubt?

“It... It is your birthday, right? I- I even wrote it down so I could look at it whenever I forgot! Look, I've got it right here!”

Wilford pulls out something from behind him again, this time a calendar, which he opens and flips through until he gets to October.

“See? Right here, in the big red circle.”

He aggressively pokes his finger on the date of Anti's birthday, which has been circled with a red marker.

“N-N-No, it is today. He's just being a bra-a-at as per usual.”

Google walks up to them, interrupting. Dark trails up as well after realizing he stayed behind.

Google's not entirely sure why he's even here, considering that just being near Anti completely messes with his system.

“Ẃa̛y to r̨uin t͡h͟ę ̀fùn̷.”

Anti smirks as he rolls his eyes.

“No, it's not "fu-u-un", Wilford actually has a hard time re-e-emembering things. Last time I checked, it is considered impolite to use so-so-someone's condition to make them the punchline of a joke.”

Wilford places his hands on his hips as he stares at Google, clearly offended.

...

“What I mean to say is, you're being a bi-i-itch.”

“You don't speak on my behalf, metal man! I can remember things just fine, thank you very much.”

...Darkiplier coughs, bringing attention to himself. When Anti looks at him, he raises his hand to wave.

“H̴e͞llo̢, "Dam̶ien".”

Dark smiles, and lowers his head slightly as he places his hand on his chest, bowing.

“It's good to see you alive and well,”

He heavily emphasized, still smiling through his words despite his sarcastic tone. Anti's own smile faltered.

“Not͞ muc̕h else I can do, r̕eally. I ca̢n't j͢us͏t go di͡e in a di̶tc̨h, ev͏en if I wa̸n͢tèd to. Not ́humàn.”

“Well, then it's a good thing you don't want to.”

Suddenly the air is... Tense?

...

“...Anyway, we have another surprise for you.”

“Oh̵?”

Wilford suddenly covers Anti's eyes, and he hears someone, probably Dark, snap their fingers.

And when Wilford pulls his hands away, Anti is greeted with the sight of a circular table with four available seats, all with their own plates and cutlery, alongside some mystery drinks...

One of the chairs is fancier, positioned in the middle, and in front of it, a silver platter with a tray covering its contents.

Anti's mouth drops slightly as he looks at everything, over and over, blinking in surprise.

“Sit,”

Dark speaks up and, when Anti looks back at him with a dumbfounded look, pinches the bridge of his nose.

“You know where.”

“R̛i̶g͟h͡t̀- Right.”

Anti snaps out of it and walks over to the chair reserved for him, followed by Wilford, Google and Dark picking their own seats.

For some reason, he's reluctant to sit down.

Dark raises a brow at him.

“Why are you hesitant?”

“I͟'ve juśt, err- Nev̨e͢r had s͟omet̷h͞in͏g l̛i̕ke thi͞s happen t͞o m̛e.”

“I thought people lo-o-oved you?”

Dark almost smiles, considering he, too, would probably say something like that- But any sign of a grin is immediately wiped off his face when he notices Anti's unchanging expression.

He's not reacting. He's just standing there, taking it. Why is he just taking it?

...Anti finally sits down, and sighs as he reaches out for the handle of the tray.

“Oh, and before you say anything, it's cake.”

Anti shoots Dark a confused look, before finally lifting the tray off the platter.

...Oh.

It's Chase's head. Or, at least, a hyperrealistic cake version of it. He understands what Dark means now.

“Sooooo? What do you thiiiiink?”

Wilford rests his head on his palms as they balance on the table, blinking repeatedly at Anti with weirdly defined eyelashes.

“Having the head of your enemies served on a silver platter sounded like something you'd enjoy, so we went with that!”

“It was the d-d-dark one's idea.”

Thankfully Dark was only just beginning to pour this mystery drink in his glass, because he would've spat it out.

He glares at Google, who doesn't react. Dark can't tell if he genuinely can't understand he's playing with fire here, or if he just doesn't care. Probably the latter.

“I̧ n͟ev͘e͞r͏ kne͠w I wąs̛ in̡ y̵o͞u͡r h͢ead̀ that mu̕ch.”

Part of Anti is genuinely surprised that Dark was thinking about him, like at all.

...Dark's eye twitches.

“Yes, well- I had to think of something that at least somewhat resembled your... Likeness. I can't interfere with your story, so this is as close as I'll ever be to giving you the real thing.”

Wilford chuckles before he speaks.

“You know what they say! You can defy death, but you can't defy good taste!”

No one says that.

...

“Th̴a̴nḱ yo̡u.”

Dark smiles.

“What was that?”

“I͜ said̨ t̷hank yòu.”

“Ah. Like music to my ears.”

“There is n-n-nothing to your ears besides ringing.”

Dark lets out a sigh of annoyance at Google's comment, but reminds himself that there are other things to prioritize right now.

“Now- Let me do the honors.”

“Sit down. I will cut the cake.”

Google interrupts just before Dark can get up.

“I've already cal-cal-calculated how many pieces I can cut this into.”

Dark is honestly a little hesitant, knowing Google's past... Attempts at AI generated stats.

But maybe that will get a smile out of Anti, so he decides to let him do it.

“...Okay, suit yourself then.”

When Google grabs a knife, Anti can't help but stare. Stare and think.

Dark must've been looking at him, because he began repeatedly tapping his index finger on the table until he got his attention.

Eventually, everyone is served a piece of... Chase. Chase cake? Cheesecake?

...Google can't eat, but he served himself a piece anyway, just to feel included.

Before anyone can dig in, Dark places his hands on the table, pushing his chair back and standing up before taking his glass in his hand.

“I'd like to make a little speech, for the man of the hour.”

Dark gestures to Anti, who cringes and hides the side of his face behind his hand.

But he's chuckling.

“Òh, si̸t ba̕c̵k dów͏n. You look͞ stupid.”

“Ah ah ah. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity,”

“So, I'd like to say that I am glad to be present in this very moment. Present in front of my equals, my friends.”

“We've got all day and night, an endless supply of food and drinks. Let's enjoy a feast made for a king!”

Dark raises his glass.

“A feast for a king!”

Wilford, too, gets up, holding his own glass that he clings with Dark's. Google doesn't move from his seat, like an actual jerk.

For a moment, Anti wonders if he deserves such a grandiose celebration.

But then he quickly remembers he's Anti, the Fandom favorite, and he loves the attention! So he gets up, and clings his own glass.

When everyone sits back down, Anti is looking at Dark, Wilford, and Google. Dark and Wilford are smiling, chatting away as they eat their cake. Google isn't saying anything, but he's listening.

“You know,”

Wilford turns to Anti in the middle of his conversation with Dark.

“I was gonna get you a present, but this one didn't think my pocket knives were good enough!”

He points at Dark, and Anti fakes a gasp.

“Ho̧ẃ dare you do̷ t̡hat, Da̸mi̷en! Sham̷e on you͏!”

“I- You- I never said your pocket knives weren't good enough! You know why knives don't make a good gift! Especially to Anti!”

“I can h̢e͠ar you̕, you ̀kn͏ow.”

“Oh yeah? Well, even if you didn't say that, that's what it felt like!”

Wilford crosses his hands. Dark facepalms, defeated, and Anti's quietly giggling.

It was an honor to get to be casual with them, really. Even if Google didn't take much of a liking to him, he's happy he's here too.

...Hm.

Maybe he wasn't completely above wanting some company, sometimes. And maybe he did want someone to tell him nice things every now and then. There's no problem with that.

...

What a nice surprise.

[articdelilah]

ꕥWomen’s Dayꕥ

Happy International Women’s day!! I hope everyone had a lovely day today :] I thought this would also be the perfect excuse to write some demon slayer characters and what they would do for women’s days!! Also The internet NEEDS more Enmu content so I am here to deliver.

Warning!: Mention of spicy time (not in detail or anything), Muzan being a lil asshole (not surprising) and some very handsome demons. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

Akaza

🌒

Akaza clears all his plans for women’s day!! He makes sure to have the day OFF. He finishes his missions on time and gets everything done before this day.

Literally always remembers and wakes you up with kisses on your face, gently murmuring “Good morning” as he sets a vase of flowers on the bedside table.

This day is so special to him, It’s the day he has an excuse to just shower you in love! Akaza makes this day like a second anniversary, He lives for it!

Silent late night walks in a forest near a river or stream, maybe a little picnic too^^ He admires the moonlight on your skin and the way you smile as you tug his arm to walk faster.

Chocolates, Flowers, Jewellery you name it! This guy is on top of his game and won’t let you down, Not like it’s even possible to be let down by Akaza BUT YK-

He’s your little puppy for the day! So cute

Akaza is so sweet 10/10 HUSBAND MATERIAL!

Douma

🌑

Okey so here’s the thing, Douma wouldn’t plan it. He probably forgot until one of his followers mentioned it or (if you have a calendar because lets face it Douma wouldn’t have one) He’d check a calendar and be like “Oh yeah!” *snaps fingers*

He’ll shower you with attention and love! His gifts include Jewellery and New clothes! If you like reading, Douma might find a way to get his sharp lil hands on a book you’ve wanted for a long time^^

I don’t think he’s such of a chocolates type guy though, That’s okey though! He makes up for it I promise!!

While he can’t eat normal human food, He’d make his followers make you some so he can munch on a human while you eat your normal food.

Unless you are a demon, then yippe! You share a human together 💖 So romantic

Douma is a clingy little dog (ignore that he is clingy no matter what day-)

9/10💖

Muzan

🌕

Muzan would definitely forget or perhaps he doesn’t really care?? Who knows.

Doesn’t see why it’s important. I mean, It’s not like he gets a ‘International Men’s day’ so he doesn’t see what’s so special in Women’s day (🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩)

Nevertheless, if he sees you upset about him not celebrating it then he’ll sigh and walk to your side, wish you a (Rather forced) happy women’s day and hug you. Muzan hugs are very rare, THATS HIS GIFT TO YOU

Don’t expect gifts. Don’t expect special treatment. Don’t expect worship. Don’t expect lovey dovey romantic dates.

It’s not like he doesn’t love you, Muzan loves you!! You are his Queen and he’d die without a second thought for you, its just that he thinks it’s stupid and its a waste of time to be upset about it.

-1/10. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER MUZAN!

Enmu

🌔

I think everyone knows that Enmu treats you like a Goddess on the daily anyways but MY GOD

Maybe won’t give you flowers but his hands and eyes are all over you, He just can’t let you go for the whole day

He’s so sweet, He’ll do anything u say!! He’s so sweet it’ll make your teeth rot

You two probably share a meal of some sorts

Probably wrote you a poem for the occasion

If you are a demon, a picnic on top of the train is a must!! I wouldn’t recommend if you are a human though, Stream blowing directly on your face might cause respiratory issues-

Might turn a little spicy at the end of the night 🤭

9/10 GET YOURSELF A MAN LIKE ENMU (and pls gimme more Enmu fanfics I’m desperate 😭)

Kokushibo

🌗

Like with Muzan, He probably doesn’t remember. Infact, I don’t think he’d even know something like this existed. He won’t even notice until you confront him that it’s women’s day.

A bit confused tbh. Why is there a women’s day? What do you do on women’s day? Does this even exist or are you just trying to get him to pay attention to you? Is he supposed to give you something?

He’ll remember from that day on, Wishing you a Happy women’s day every year.

Maybe he’ll take you stargazing if you’re lucky

Give him loads of kisses! He’ll make it up to you by little gestures such as holding your hand or kissing your hand

6/10. Good effort Koku

Thank you so much for reading Sugar Cookie! Until next time!! Remember, Requests are open^^

[vante1920pm]

hi! i love reading your hcs and imagine about aonung, soooo i want to ask for another one! you can decide whether it's a fem/male/gender neutral reader. i was listening to beachbunny's song and there's this line that says "if i'm pretty, will u like me?" can you make an aonung imagine based on that line? and i want this to be a fluff but a lil sad scene in the beginning cause the reader is kinda insecure. that's all, hope you'll take this as an idea! ilyyy

──;; 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: sorry for the long wait, i had this in my drafts and totally forgot about it 😭

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☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: ao'nung/gn!metkayina!reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼��𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: insecurity

"If I get more pretty, do you think he will like me?".

Tsireya looked at you with sad eyes. She always knew that you were insecure, but she never thought that you would degrade yourself so much. All that for her stupid brother..

'All the girls and boys in the village are so breathtaking and then there is me. I'm an outcast, just because I'm not pretty enough..'

"Y/N, you're already beautiful! Please don't think like that!". You looked down in shame. Tsireya was sad seeing you like that. You were normally really happy and kind, you didn't deserve that.

────

The day ended with Tsireya consoling you, saying, that you shouldn't need to worry about your looks, since you're good looking and beautiful, but you just couldn't belive her.

It's easy for her to say, she's the most gorgeous girl in the whole village. Not once did she have to worry about her looks, unlike others. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also a great person. She's literally perfect.

This thought made you feel some slight of jealousy, something you just couldn't control. You didn't want to feel like that, but it's hard not to.

You were sitting on a small rock, on which, at most, two people could sit. You didn't mind taking the whole space on it, thinking, you'll be alone tonight anyway.

You were listening to some Na'vi kids playing in the background, despite the darkness. Fidgeting with your bracelet, your thoughts drifted off to Ao'nung. He was someone you admired and were in love with. But your looks stood in your way.

You liked him since years, your crush only growing when you got older. Ao'nung never paid much attention to you tho. He was helping you then and there, but that's all the interactions you got. He never came up to you and you never spoke to him either.

It made you sad but it is what it is.

────

You didn't even notice when you fell asleep, only waking up 'cause of someone shaking you. You needed a moment to fully wake up, only to see, to your surprise, Ao'nung sitting next to you on the sand. You didn't even notice falling from the rock either. Wow.

"Are you okay? What are you doing here?" Ao'nung asked you, still having one of his hands on your right shoulder. He helped you sit up and lean against the rock.

"Uh, yea, I'm okay, I just fell asleep, I guess..". You didn't hear Ao'nung responding, only feeling his eyes lingering on you. You were confused because it seemed so random. He normally wouldn't even look your way, why is he so worried now?

After you fully came back to your sense, Ao'nung brought you back to your Marui. The walk was mostly silent, only interrupted by said boy, asking if you were okay when you tripped.

"Soo, I heard you talking to my sister today.." Ao'nung started, instantly making you panicking. You two were talking about him, about your crush and that you were insecure, since he needed someone pretty by his side.

You intended to walk away, but he stopped you by taking your arm and pulling you back to him.

"You have a bad habit with running away, you know that?" You didn't reply, only looking down on the ground. Ao'nung made you face him by pulling your chin up with his free hand. This gesture made your heart skip a beat, you never thought that this would ever happen to you.

"Hey, I think you're really beautiful, so stop worrying about something as ridiculous as that." You tried to pull away, denying what he just said but he didn't let go, now caressing your hand.

"No, I'm not, so stop lying to m-". You were interrupted by Ao'nung pulling your face to his own, you could barely feel his lips against yours, so light the kiss was.

He pulled back after a moment that felt like hours, caressing the side of your face now and putting his forehead on yours.

"I wish you could see yourself the way I do.."

© 2023, VANTE1920PM

[kpop-kitkat]

Hi, i'm the anon who asked If u write smut, and wanted to request an 8turn legal line reaction to getting caught making out that would've led to something more but didn't and for the other members (for the ones that aren't legal yet) just getting caught kissing or just making out (without the alter motives)

Srry this is so long but i saw that u write for 8turn so yeh have a good day/night bye-bye<33

# . thanks for the request! took awhile, but i hope you enjoy!

# . pairing : 8turn members x female reader 

# . genre/warnings : suggestive sexual content (minors be warned), fluff, moderate language

# . word count : average 0.1k per member

MYUNGHO: neither of you two knew exactly how it started. all you could remember was myungho returning home to the apartment before his lips ended up on yours. being alone and needy all day, you couldn't help but let the innocent kiss become something more. he sensed this as his hands began to roam under your silk t-shirt. he smirked when it elicited a pretty moan from you. "hey hyung i- oh my god!" yungyu exclaimed, covering his eyes. myungho immediately removed himself from you. "yungyu! what are you doing here?!" myungho asked in surprise, and slight annoyance. still covering his eyes, yungyu replied, "you forgot this," as he threw his sweatshirt at him before exiting as quick as he could. you laughed, "you ruined the child's innocence!" "shut up."

JAEYUN: "can i have a kiss?" you pouted, laying on jaeyun's lap and looking up at him. "jagiya, the members will catch us!" jaeyun countered. "you don't love me," you frowned. "oh stop it," jaeyun rolled his eyes. but one more glance at your puppy dog eyes caused him to cave. "here," he sighed, leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. but you had ulterior motives, as you gripped his sweatshirt and wouldn't let him go. "y/n-" he mumbled a protest against your lips, but couldn't stop himself when you pulled yourself up to kiss him properly, hands getting a bit naughtier. jaeyun smiled at this. "you're so naughty, aren't you?" "you both are," minho replied. you two froze, glancing over to the guy in the corner of the room. "get a room honestly."

MINHO: you didn't think anything of it when you first got to the dorms. you thought it was a simple movie night with the boys. but when you felt minho's hand slide up your thigh as the other boys got sleepier, you felt a discomfort between your legs. you sucked in a sharp breath, trying to steady your heart. but he noticed and leaned in towards you, kissing your jaw. "need something?" he whispered, quiet enough so the others wouldn't hear. they were too focused on the movie to notice anyway. the second y/n turned her face towards minho, their lips met. she carefully wrapped her arms around his neck as her leg swung over on his lap. "if you start moaning i won't be able to here the movie-" myungho complained. "oops."

YOONSUNG: yoonsung smiled to himself as he saw you making dinner in the boys' dorm's kitchen. you looked so pretty, even with flour on your face and your hair all messy. "little miss chef today huh?" he whispered, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind and his head resting on your shoulder. but this sweet moment didn't last long when he turned you around and surprised you with a passionate kiss. "yoonsung-" you protested, hand on his chest. "what? i know you like it," he teased. his smile was innocent, but the placement of his hands were not. "omg no eww eww eww!" screamed seungheon, quickly exiting the kitchen with a cookie in hand. you two giggled at each other.

HAEMIN: "damn, why do you have to come to my dance practices looking like that?" haemin bit his lip as you walked in with a short skirt and crop top. "because i'm bored," you pouted, head resting in your hands as your elbows rested on the desk haemin was situated at. you took advantage of the fact that your top hung low, giving haemin something to look at. "baby we can't right now," he whined, shifting in his seat uncomfortably as he couldn't tear his eyes off of you. "they'll catch us." "so what if they do?" you smirked, quickly grabbing the collar of his sweatshirt, smashing your lips into his. reluctant at first, he gave in. but all came crashing down when they heard the voice of kyungmin. "hey haemin hyung, you want something to eat or - eww - never mind!"

KYUNGMIN: "kyungminnie?" you asked, holding his hand as you strolled through the park. "yeah?" he tilted his head at you. "what do you think about public sex?" his face flushed, "oh umm, it's... cool i guess," he shrugged. "can we try it?" you asked, looking like an innocent child when you were anything but that. "baby it's fourty-five degrees out here!" he reasoned. "but i need help," you tugged on his shirt. being a very loyal and eager-to-please boyfriend, he gave in. after getting to a more secluded place in the park, he had you pinned against a tree with his lips on yours. "kyungmim, i found you! when you finish - whatever you're doing - we're going to go to the arcade!" haemin announced. "oh well, next time," kyungmin smirked. 

YUNGYU: yungyu was a nervous kisser no doubt. especially when you initiated them. so when you asked him for one while you all were hanging out with the others, he flushed. "right now jagi?" he raised an eyebrow. "yes! you haven't kissed me since last night!" you reasoned. "wow that must be like an eternity for you," he laughed. "whatever you like to tell yourself," you shrugged. looking around to make sure the others weren't looking, you kissed him slowly. yungyu didn't push you away, but instead held your face gently as he tasted your cherry lip balm. "yungyu and y/n, sitting in a tree~" began jaeyun. "stop it!" yelled yungyu, rolling his eyes before kissing you again.

SEUNGHEON: you had absolutely no idea, why your boyfriend has been so clingy. there was no logical explanation you could come up with. but you weren't going to complain. you liked how he'd peck your lips every time he walked by you. and one time, he lingered a bit longer. "seungheon," you laughed against his lips, arms around his neck. "why so lovey today, huh?" you wondered. he only shrugged, holding you a bit tighter. then, you two saw a camera flash out of the corner of your eyes. "omg new wallpaper!" yoonsung giggled. "i swear, you better delete that!" yelled a very flustered seungheon. "what? are you embarrassed of me?" you teased. "of course not silly."

[dejasenti99]

well hi :3 welcome to deja’s skinblending guide. this is my first full written tutorial so excuse me if its not very good LAWL before we get started, here's the tools i'll be using

sims4studio

tray importer

photoshop 2022 (theres cracked version everywhere on tumblr)

blender 4.1

sims 4 ripper

blender + the ripper aren't required to make skins, plenty of people don't go that extra step, but i love using it for placement help

okay lets fuckin go gamers heres my very in depth process for making my ocs skins

miss dolly is gonna be our model today. she already has a skin but im gonna add some little details for the sake of example + some tats cause ive been meaning to anyway.

so when i first get started on making someone a skin, ill find a good base to use and then add details from other categories like nosemasks, eyebags, contours, etc.

my fav skin creators are @sims3melancholic and @thisisthem. my bases are usually thisisthem, and then i'll pick through a couple s3m skins and make notes on my phone about what parts i wanna take off of them (like, say, i like how a certain s3m skin's nose looks. i'll use that instead of a nosemask)

my goal when im gathering things i wanna add is to free up as many slots as i can. id rather add cheshire's freckles onto her skin than use up the freckle slot in skin details that i could use for something else, yknow?

ill repeat this process for makeup next. obviously im not giving my ocs permanent full glam, but some lipsticks can add better texture, you can get highlights/blush from........the blush section LOL and i love using this obscurus eyeliner at a low-ish opacity

just adds an extra level of detail i love. i think what keeps my sims looking consistent next to each other is that i tend to use some of the same details all across the board

make sure for all makeup/skin detail/tattoo category swatches you use, you make note of what swatch it exactly is. when you go into s4s to export the file, you're gonna have to manually select it and if u cant remember what skintone u chose out it can be annoying :/

note that she is completely nakey aside from her piercings while i pick what im gonna use for her skin! no clothing but u can keep on their hair. this is so we have a clear view of everything (and i mean EVERYTHING) for blender.

after you make sure u save the sim/household to ur gallery, you can close out of cas and save ur game! i forgot to do this bc im a fucking idiot but its okay bc you will not. its not REALLY necessary to do this as long as you know exactly what packages you need to locate for texture exporting

step one is done!!!! close out ur game

i have a million fucking characters so i made a deja senti skinblending folder to keep it all organized :-)

this is what it looks like inside. gives u a pretty good overview of what ur gonna be doing tbh. the 't' folder is all the textures we're about to export

thankfully i do have a version of dahlia saved in my gallery so even tho i didnt go it before i closed my game i can still show u what to do in tray importer lol. i have multiple sims in one household, so i narrowed it down by going up top and selecting dahlia / human / and her everyday outfit.

since im gonna give her this blush, i right click and hit open w package viewer so itll find it and open s4s for me

anime wow sound. im gonna change the color manually in photoshop so it doesnt matter to me what swatch i export. hit that green export button under the list of diffuse/shadow/etc (u dont need to worry about all those options, just diffuse) and save it to ur folder!

once ur done gathering ur textures ur good to close out of tray importer and s4s(we'll come back to s4s later tho)

thats step two! the quickest step lawl

this is where i start being a little extra. u dont have to rip ur sim and use blender if u dont want to, but i think it can rly help bc the default sim in s4s doesn't have ur sims facial features and can make ur skins look wonky/wont give an accurate representation of how itll look in game. this cuts out having to go in game/out of game over and over to check

so in simripper once u load up ur sim, the important part is to make sure u have it set to export the dae with separate meshes. once thats done u can import it into blender and there's plenty of other tutorials out there how to use simripper n all that.

so once u get the dae loaded into blender im gonna send u on a little side quest over to this ask i answered where i explain how i separate eyes from the head mesh. next thing ur gonna open is photoshop! or whatever u have thats similar

say hi to flat dahlia. u should have ur own guy but flat open now too :-) along with everything else ur gonna combine. in my case its blush and a titty mask. im gonna start w the blush so i zoomed into her face in blender. i went into the blush file and copied, then back into my base skin file and pasted into place with crtl+shift+v

please do not be like me. make sure u rename ur layers as you copy and paste them into the main skin file. do this because it DOES matter what order ur layers are in. u dont want to put ur highlight under ur nose mask cause the nose mask will just cover the highlight etc etc. i already lost what layer the new blush i added is. what is wrong w me

so when u have ur first detail pasted on and in place, ur gonna save the base skin file as a psd. then go into blender, and in the little textures window ur gonna replace the diffuse file ur dae came loaded with with ur new psd file

u should see the change u made but mine was super subtle so im gonna show it to u when i put on the cleavage overlay

when it comes to stuff like this, ur obviously gonna want to pick the closest to ur skintone swatch as u can. i did not do this, because again, im an idiot

mine is way too pale LAWL whoops. we can fix this tho

i add a hue/saturation adjustment and make it a clipping mask using that square w the arrow so the adjustment will ONLY affect the mask

from there i just make little adjustments until the color match up is as perfect as i can make it. for example for this, ik that it needs to be a little warmer and a little more saturated, so im gonna bump the hue and saturation sliders to the right and it was pretty much perfect

tiddies with no mask > with mask no adjustments > with mask and adjustments

and ur gonna go ahead and repeat that process with every single thing u wanna add to ur skin.

so as for tattoos! this is another thing ur gonna wanna rename the layers for because depending on how heavily ur sims can be tatted it can get A LOT

here's psyche's neat little tattoo folder. its separated into where the tattoo is and then

what it is

i find all my tattoo inspo on pinterest using flash sheets/keywords in the search. my ocs usually have sub-boards that i hoard inspo in for them specifically. dahlia doesnt have one bc ive never seen her as the most tattooed person, but i think she'd have some at least

this process is pretty much the same as putting on skin details! its all about adjusting to what u like. for example, i like when my sims tattoos are a little faded and a bit blurred at the edges cause it looks a little more real

when it comes to images i find on pinterest, ill save the image and first try to make it as clean as i can

for example, this lil guy

a curve mask made the whites brighter and the blacks darker as u can see. then ill go into filter > reduce noise to soften the harsh edges

then i flatten it, copy and paste to the skin file, n place it wherever i want it to go :-)

louder anime wow!!!

okay so now ur gonna want to make sure u .psd file is saved (it should be bc we've been checking our progress w blender) and then merge the visible layers (NOT flatten, merge visible. we need the transparency around the skin to be in tact)

ur done in photoshop and blender!!! good job :-)

step whatever number we're on. back into s4s!

ur focus is over here. make sure the option filled is the top one, and then hit the cas button

this menu will open, ur gonna go up to part type and find the option skin details, forehead. pick the first forehead wrinkle option that appears and hit 'next.' itll prompt you to save ur new file n give it a name, i usually just make it my sim's name cause i have a folder in my mods folder for specifically my cc

remember wayyyy back when we were exporting the skin details? ur gonna go back to that same section and hit 'import' instead of export. select ur skin's .png file, and poof !

ur skin :DD it looks great man good job

this part is EXTREMELY important. go up to the warehouse tab

in the 'data' section ur gonna see a box at the top labeled 'filter.' thats where i typed in 'compos' just so it would show me JUST the compositionmethod section since theres a lot of shit in there lawl. yours is initially gonna say '3,' but we're gonna change it to '0' mind you, this is because MY skins are all alpha. maxis match overlays do not show up on my skins because my comp method is set to 0, meaning it has top priority essentially.

after you do that, you can hit save and place that .package file you created into your mods folder!!! and GUESS WHAT BESTIE UR DONE!!!!! U DID IT :DDDD

of course, as always, you can always dm me if youre stuck on anything or need any more clarification. i am always open to help as much as i can. i rly hope this helped :-)

[pumpkinsy0]

I’m so dead, very dead, deader than dead, and I’ll probably end up murdered. And then I’ll be dead at age eighteen. No money,no prospects, not even a romantic spouse. Me and my brother were picking up my sister from school. And he handed me the car keys for our other car cause his glasses were in there. BUT i forgot about them like entirely and left them in there. My dad took the car, and the keys that I left by accident.

Now now— he’s going to kill me. I made our sister late for school. I ruined his day. God I’m a fucking idiot. Like I ROYALLY screwed up. Like this is like a Two-Bit fuck up. And I feel absolutely terrible about it. My dad is really really mad. Oh god. Anywho…headcanons for this happening to two-Bit?

tbh i wouldve fucked it up too anon, that seems like a lot to remember ur not alone here i get it😭, but hey, its only one day out of a year, no need for anyone or u to beat u up this much over it!!!

•two bit is naturally kinda forgetful, and its never w big things, its ALWAYS small things he forgets, like where he put his stuff, what the day is, that kinda stuff

•but usually ppl dont ask him to do things, so they dont exactly know that!!!either that or they think hes playing dumb to get out of helping but no!!! his brain is not smooth!!!! hes trying here!! he wants to b helpful, just fucks up along the way

•ANYWAYS its also possible for him to stress out sm he just forgets as well, and thats what happened here</darry tasked w helping pony and two was already stressed over something w his sister, anndddd he forgot

•he felt even shittier bc he knew darry was stressed already and he was looking to him for help and he made it worse, he was beating himself up so bad

•i also think darry has a bitttt of an anger issue and chances r he kinda blew up on two, and usually two can handle it, but as said before hes already feeling shitty so he just avoids darry for a while after that, same w his mom but look he doesnt see her much anyways, shes kind of a workaholic, and w his sister he apologizes to her but she brushes it off

•w pony, i dont think he cared THAT much, yea he was annoyed, like yea upset but only for a few minutes, beyond that, he gets over it and so when two went to apologize/explain himself, pony just accepted it and thats what helped make two feel at least a lil better, was like seeing a light flicker in a dark tunnel

•BUT POINT IS, he distances himself away from everyone for a bit to get his mind all in check, but that makes ppl worry about him, and try looking for him to come back at least for a little while and it takes a bit of pushing, but he’ll do it

•darry does in fact feel bad for just blowing up on two like that and apologize, but i think its just awkward between the two of em for a while, darrys not used to apologizing and two bit actually showing negative emotion is notttt something he likes to b the focus of

•to try and make himself feel more useful, he tries doing small things around the house, cleaning up a lil to try and “gain back trust” as he sees it

•lowkey, even hes not trusting himself to take care of others for a while, hes staying in his lane

srry this took so long, i was busy today😭😭

[papacopia-crucified]

I knew it would fit my Dracopia fic so. All credits to the creator of this beautiful art piece I just found on Pinterest

After Dark pt6

I had a brainfart for a whole week so, I did not manage to continue write After Dark but I just kept listening to Depeche Mode Enjoy the Scilence, idk it’s HIS song too in my opinion. I’m obsessed. #ilovePapa

🐀🐀🐀🐀🐀🐀🐀🐀🐀��

As you were preparing for the night’s shift, you started to become more and more anxious. Party with the ghouls and the beautiful ghoulettes, you’d had to slap yourself, cause it ain’t a dream as you assumed.

“What if Papa shows up Pen? I’ll probably faint and say sorry after waking up.” She was just looking at you just as your pet bat did. You knew that they felt your excitement and even your nervousness. You hear your phone making a beep sound and as you unlocked it you slapped your forehead in realisation.

‘I know it’s you day off, but could you maybe get here? There’s another letter waiting for you. And I think it’s written with blood.’ - Michael

‘SHIT… uhmm yeah I’ll meet u there. And I totally forgot that I’m off today. I have new friends that I’ll meet up there.’

‘Friends? Since when you have friends other than me?’ - Michael

‘I’ll tell you when we meet, I’ll try to be as fast as possible.’

‘Alright see u then bestie.’ - Michael

‘See ya.’

You dropped your phone to the bed and laid backwards until your back touched the bed.

“Why is this keep happening? Why me?”

As you approached the back door of the club, Michael was already there waiting for you. He was kind of not scared but disturbed.

“Finally you’re here.”

“I’m here, so where’s the letter?” He said nothing, but handed you the letter, your name was there written with blood. It was smeared but it was there.

“Maybe it’d be better if you read this inside. You want to people to stare.” He ushered you inside gently and you thanked him. You two did not stop until you reached the door the the dressing room. “Don’t worry (Y/n). Everything will be fine.” He tried to calm you down, but it did not work much since you were jumping out of your skin from fear.

“I don’t think so. Thank you Mich.”

“Anytime.” He kissed your forehead and you opened the door and closed it fast. Your heart was beating faster and you felt that it wanted to burst through your chest. As you opened the letter, you found your way to a chair and dropped down on it. What you did find in that letter made you sick to your stomach.

I’ll find you wherever you are,

Daughter of a murderer

I’ll take my revenge,

As I walk over your and your lover’s cold corpses.

There’ll be no happy ending for you.

Just watch and see

Yours truly, X

It’s crazy you thought, who wants you dead so badly?

“Lover?…. I did not even have a….. on ho Copia.” Realisation just hit you. The dream wasn’t even a dream. He IS yours and you are HIS. It was a lot to take in. You did not even know how long did you rest in that chair, thinking through the whole situation, but you heard the dj announcing the start of the party. And even your phone made a notification sound. As you opened it, you saw that the phone number was not in your contacts.

‘We’re here. And don’t worry I know your phone number, I looked it out from your phone.’ - Cirrus

“Oh shit…. There we go.”

‘I’ll be out ASAP.’

‘Okay honey.’ - Cirrus.

“Did she just called me Honey?” You giggled, already forgot the letter, which before you go you placed it into your locker. Your way to the dance floor was short, as you were practically running to meet the ghouls. You quickly checked on Marge to make sure she’s fine with everything.

“Look who decided to show up.”

“Hey. Is everything alright?”

“If you wanna ask that if I’m fine with taking care of your job too. Yes. What are you doing here anyway?” Marge asked as she was drying one of the glasses.

“I’ll meet up with some friends.” You sat down on one of the bar chairs and Marge poured you some liquid courage. It made you quite surprised, but accepted the drink. “Thanks Marge. Do you wanna drink one too? It’s on me.”

“Alright.” She poured the alcoholic beverage into a glass again and grabbed it with her fingers moving it up.

“Bottoms up!” As it went down your throat you felt the burning sensation, which meant that it’ll have the effects soon that you’re hoping for. as time flew by it was maybe the fourth or fifth beverage that you consumed and was already in a drunken state, but not too drunk. Music was blearing, heat radiated off of the dancing group of people. But it was not the only thing you felt. It was like someone was watching you from afar. Eyeing you from your head to your toe, like he wants to devour you with his mismatched eyes.

“(Y/n). It’s good to see you honey.” You heard Cirrus’ voice and when you turned your head around smiled at her and was aware of the other ghouls behind Cirrus’ back.

“Heyya. Don’t mind me. I’m a little drunk. It’s so good to see all of you.”

“The pleasure is ours Pri…. (Y/n).” Aether took your hand and kissed it affectionately. Papa was a little jealous as he saw his precious ghoul kiss your hand, but he remained in the shadows. He was curious what you’re gonna do and what the ghouls will do. He was rather hungry too, so he hoped to get a little bite from you.

“Oh… it’s you Aether, and Dew, Mountain, Swiss, Rain. Oh… Sunshine, Cumulus. Wow. I can’t believe it that that’s really you.”

“Oh she knows. I like her.” Cooed Cumulus and it made you blush.

“Anyway, you all wants some liquid courage? I already had five… I was a little nervous.” You admitted

“Why?”

“Because you’re Ghost! My favourite band, well the only person is missing is Papa.” As you mentioned his name you heard you name and a rather delicious Italian accent.

“Talking about me Mia Dolce?” He popped up next to you and when he looked at you, legs started to wobble and you almost fell onto him. His eyes bored into yours, never leaving them.

“I think we need to talk Cop…. I mean Papa.” You quickly corrected yourself and he just chuckled.

“Oh Sorella, you can call me Copia.”

“I know. You told me before.” He was suspicious now, what you know about all of the moments you shared before.

“Yeah he would not mind if you were screaming it.” Sunshine whispered into your ear and you slapped her forearm. You were as red as a beetroot. And you imagined it, you beneath him, pleasuring you, kissing you, making you cum. Just the though of it made you wet, for him. Your Papa. He knew….

“Mio Amore, I think you wanted to talk.”

“Please Papa it can wait. We’re here to party, (Y/n) wanted to have a drink too.” Said Dew and Aether finishing each others sentence.

“Alright fine. But not too much alcohol. It’s applies to you too (Y/n).” Papa was touching your lover back now moving you a little closer to him. You were a little intoxicated so you put your hand up to his chest and felt that there was no heartbeat, but he was rather warm. He leaned in little by little until there was a little space between the two of you.

“Co…Copia….. I…”

“Do I make you speechless mia Cara? Papa got your tongue?” His hand grabbed a mop of your hair and moved it behind you ear.

“You can…. I mean…” his lips were inches away from yours.

“Yo, everybody. Listen up, cause I have something to tell ya. I heard that there’s one special woman in here. A lovely lady requested a song just for this special someone.”

“Oh wow… where’s Cirrus?” Dew looked around searching for her but your eyes were only on Papa. Your Papa.

“Our lovely Ghoulette wants to thank this special lady for her kindness and requested a song. Dear (Y/n) I’ll play you Enjoy the Silence by Depeche Mode.” You were now looking at the dj and Cirrus when she arrived. The song started to play and you immediately grabbed Copia’s hand and started dragging him.

“What are you up to mio topolino?”

“Dance with me Copia.”

“Gladly.”

As you swayed your hips to the music Copia nuzzled close to you. Hands on your hips your hands around his neck. Eye contact was on point, like it was never enough of his gaze. You but your bottom lip Copia responded with a little growl and nudged you closer, like a paper could not go through your bodies. Song already forgotten, there was just the two of you. Moving as one to the music.

"Mia Cara. You're taking my breath away. I just want to devour you. Mi scusi Mio Topolino. I don't know what came over me. I want to kiss you so bad." Papa was slightly embarrassed but you found it cute. You grabbed his face with both hands.

"Kiss me." You did not have him time to respond, your lips collided with his in a bruising kiss. It soon became heated as Copia buried his hand in your hair and tugged it to show your neck to him.

"Please..."

"Already begging Darling?" Papa nuzzled his nose up and down your neck, his hand snaked around your hip and pressed his noticable erection to your stomach. You moaned out his name, your whole body was burning up like you were in hell.

"You go down just like Holy Mary. Mary on a, Mary on a cross." He sang into your ear and he continued with the song. And when he stopped he looked at you and you just nodded at him cause you already knew what he was up to. He smiled at you and saw his long, sharp fangs ready to bite into your neck.

"Papa please.... Copia."

"Say it Mia Cara."

"Please bite me. Drink from me." You bared your neck even more to him, he sighed in approval and peppered your neck with kisses, and you felt it. You don't even know if you screamed or moaned in pain. The only think that you felt is your Papa, drinking from you.

Here it is Ghesties! 🖤 I really enjoyed to write this part and of course at the end I listened to Mary on a cross so that's the inspiration from.

Take care ♥️🖤

[hanilessa]

HANI IM HERE NOW IM GONNA NEED YOU TO PICTURE THIS.

childe x reader friends to lovers okay, like they were in the same group of friends except when they breakup (for some reason) reader distances themselves from the friends group and in the end, reader isn’t even in contact w them anymore THEN ONE DAY!! they all decide to text in the old gc to suggest a meeting and reader accepts BUT reader being in a new relationship asks if they can bring their new bf!! old friends say yes cuz childe been acting like a jerk who moved on ect flirting here and there

BUT IN THE END WHEN READER FINALLY ARRIVES, HA D IN HAND W NEW BF AND CHILDE SEES IT HE GETS SUPER JEALOUS. cause he should be the one holding your hand duh 🙄 and he’s so mad bc, apart from greetings u did not talk but he sees u smile and laugh to the others so why not him?? and he’s all friendly with your new bf (despite his internal rage against him) thinking perhaps you’ll notice it but you act like you don’t care and it’s driving him INSANE,,

in the end he can’t stop looking at you and he thinks no one sees it but well the tension whenever he talks to you is too big for people around you to not notice

WHAT IF BF HAS TO LEAVE BEFORE THE END OF THE NIGHT AND CHILDE IS THE ONE TAKING YOU HOME AND HE WANTS TO KISS YOU SOOOO BAD

holy shit that was long, made myself want to write a whole ass fic for this AAAA

` Author’s notes: OMG DANI I LIKE YOUR IDEA SM KDJFGJDGKDJF!! i hope you don't mind me making ayato our new boyfriend. BECAUSE WHEN I THINK OF WHO WOULD BE CHILDE'S OPPONENT IN ALL ASPECTS, I ALWAYS THINK ABOUT AYATO. (AND IT'S NOT BECAUSE THEY'RE BOTH HYDRO DPS)

baby i'll make childe suffer here soooo bad for us, don't worry >:) i hope you like it, darling! ♡

it hurts me sm that i treated ayato so cruelly. he really loved us here TT

also my inbox is open for your requests! feel free to text me if you want to request headcanons. :3

» :、♡  NEVER STOP LOVE ME

` Childe x Fem!Reader

` Genre: exes to lovers, romance, angst

` WC: 2.5K

"Damn it." You thought as you took a sip of refreshing soda. Today you didn't plan to drink alcohol, but your old friends whom you hadn't seen for a long time very strongly suggested that you leave your dislike for alcohol and drink with them for your common reunion.

You were very happy to meet your friends again, but your thoughts were clouded by the fact that your ex boyfriend Childe was also present here, as he was part of your group of friends. You didn't have the good breakup with him.

The day he told you that he was going to study abroad, your heart was broken into pieces. Before your eyes all the plans that you both made for two ran through at a fast pace. They collapsed as quickly as tears came to your eyes.

You told him that you could leave everything you have in your hometown and leave with him, but when Tartaglia told you that there was no need for that, it was all over for you.

He so quickly broke everything that was between you two for a long time, like a glass slipper. He trampled on your and his feelings, your common plans with his foot as if it were some kind of trash.

That day, you and he broke up on a bad note. You suffered for a long time, sincerely keeping all the memories that you shared with him deep in your heart for a very long time. But you soon realized that you couldn't suffer all your life and that you had to move on no matter what. And after a while, you met Ayato.

He was absolutely adorable when he helped you with your shopping bags. You didn't notice how you and he started see each other every day, after that you realized that you fell in love with him.

Ayato reciprocated your feelings, and soon the two of you became a couple. It helped heal the wounds that Childe left in your heart. You completely forgot about your ex boyfriend, finding a new love for yourself, with which you wanted to go further into the future.

Exactly until the moment when today you and Ajax met again at an old friends' party.

You were absolutely happy when you received a message from your best friend Hu Tao, who wrote a message in friends chat. She invited you and all your friends to a party at her house.

You and your friends didn't see each other for a very long time after you broke up with Childe, and you thought it would be a good opportunity to meet them. And introduce them to your new boyfriend because you wished that all the people you loved could be friends. What you definitely didn't expect was that Ajax would be at this party.

Your heart sank painfully when you saw him in front of you after you and Ayato entered Hu Tao's house. Tartaglia was also surprised at first, not knowing what to say at that moment. When the silence between the two of you reached its limit, you took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly as you said.

"Hello."

Childe felt his heart skip a beat as he heard your soft voice again. Right now, looking at your hand, which was in the hand of another man, he clearly realized that he was the biggest jerk in this world.

And that only he was to blame for the situation in which you both were right now. Perhaps if both of you didn't break up, now he would hold you in his arms as carefully and gently as a man with blue hair did.

"Hello." Tartaglia made an effort to keep his voice from sounding too tremulous and exhaled sharply as you walked past him without another word.

Now remembering your meeting with him after several years of separation, you bite your lip, out of the corner of your eye watching Childe flirting with some girl on the other side of the room. It was painful and unpleasant to admit that past feelings that you tried to forget about gradually began to revive in your wounded chest.

You took another sip of soda and felt a hand on your shoulder.

Ayato looks into your face with concern.

"Are you not feeling well?" Your boyfriend asked excitedly as he gently lifted your chin with his hand. You smiled and shook your head from side to side, letting him know you were okay.

Who were you lying to? To yourself or to him?

"You look sad."

"Why do you think so?" You hummed, noticing how Ajax stiffens on the other side of the room as Ayato's hand touches your face. You have long since learned to recognize the tense state of your ex boyfriend. He was like an open book to you.

On the other side of the room, Tartaglia grinds his teeth, looking away from the girl who was talking to him. He is no longer interested in her open cleavage when his blue eyes find you in the arms of another man. He sighs in exasperation, trying to get his thoughts in order.

Ajax tried to remind himself that you and he broke up a long time ago, but when he looked at you, his heart was beating with great force in his chest, threatening to break out and end up again in your arms, where you carefully kept Ajax's heart before.

It was hard to realize that you were no longer his, that now everything of yours — both soul and body — belonged to another man, and not to him. And now, more than anything in the world, he hated himself for the fact that he couldn't touch you the way he used to.

Childe felt a bright fire of anger and rage rise through his entire body as the blue-haired man touched your chin. Sorrow and pain quickly spread through his body, making it hard for him to think straight.

Jealousy clouds his mind. He didn’t want anything so much right now as to tear off the hands of the one who dared to touch the girl who belonged only to him. But Tartaglia would never do it in front of you because he knew you hated it when he used brute force. So he takes a sharp breath, his face becomes completely casual, and the ginger man moves away from the girl with the intention of approaching you and your new boyfriend.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" The woman pouts resentfully when she sees that Childe's attention is no longer on her.

"Back off." He said casually, leaving the confused and obviously angry woman alone.

Right now all he cares about is you.

You raise your eyebrows in surprise when Tartaglia is next to you and Ayato. It doesn't go unnoticed by you that before looking into your eyes, he looks at the place where Ayato's hand rests on your waist. You felt your heart beat even faster, and your cheeks blushed as your ex boyfriend was finally there for you. You smile wearily.

"Hey, Y/n, we haven’t seen each other for a long time! How are you doing now?" Ajax says, flashing his bold smirk. He intentionally pretends not to notice Ayato next to you, but when you excitedly cling to the sleeve of your boyfriend's sweater, Tartaglia puts on his fake smile through anger and annoyance and says, "Won't you introduce me to your boyfriend?"

He tries to be friendly with your new boyfriend, hoping you'll notice it, but when you don't show any emotion about it, it drives him even more crazy, like you don't care about him.

"Ah…" You smile uncertainly, swallowing a nasty lump in your throat. "Ajax, this is my boyfriend Ayato." You point at a man with blue hair, then turn your attention back to the person you once loved. "Ayato, this is Ajax, my…" You break off in mid-sentence, as if forgetting how to breathe.

When you stopped talking, Childe felt his heart clench painfully as he realized that it's hard for you to even talk about him. Now he felt like a total idiot.

"Is he the man who left you alone and broke your heart?" You didn't have time to answer when Ayato's voice was heard next to you. Your heart sank when you heard your boyfriend's words. You looked frightened at Tartaglia, in whose eyes an irresistible fire of rage flared up.

"Hm, I see that you have found a worthy replacement." Hiding his irritation and pain behind slyness, the ginger man smirked defiantly. "I would even be upset if he didn’t answer me."

You knew he didn't mean it seriously. Because he always tried to hide his true emotions and feelings in this way.

There was a tense silence between the two men. It crackled like charred wires, and you excitedly ran your eyes from side to side, from one man to another. The last thing you wanted to do was cause a fight and attract too much attention.

An unexpected rescue came out of nowhere in the form of your old friends Hu Tao and Venti. The girl beamed at you, before giving Childe a quick cold gaze.

"Y/n, let’s go have that cocktail I told you about." She giggled and made an offended face. "You didn’t drink a single gram of alcohol today!"

Venti hung on Tartaglia, clinging to his hand, "Ajax, you must help me with one important matter. It is waiting for us in the kitchen in the form of several bottles of beer. You look a little tense. This urgently needs to be fixed!"

And both of you didn’t even have time to blink an eye when you both were pulled in different directions from each other. You could only look sadly into Tartaglia's eyes and catch the same sad gaze in your direction.

The evening came quickly because the party was really fun. You caught Childe's eyes on you more than once, but sincerely couldn't understand why he looked at you in this way. After all, it was he who put a big end to your relationship. When your eyes met his blue eyes, you saw how long-forgotten and tender feelings splashed in them, mixed with a huge sadness that was about to rush out of his eyes with salty tears.

Gradually people began to go home, you nodded in understanding when Ayato told you that he needed to pick up his sister from school. You always thought fondly of how much love and care he had for Ayaka. But it also reminded you about Childe, who always put his family first. You couldn't get rid of the feeling that you see Ajax in all the things that surround you.

When the party ends, you stand alone on the porch of Hu Tao's house, looking up at the starry night sky. You take a deep breath, contemplating how you can safely get to your house, when you feel a soft cloth rest on your shoulders. You shuddered in surprise and turned around, noticing Childe next to you, who was left in only one t-shirt.

Your heart filled with warm, but immediately after that, you made a frown on your face.

"So what about you? If you get sick because of your carelessness, don't even dare to blame me for taking your sweater."

The man laughed when he heard your words. You always said something like that, but you also always took care of him if he got sick. But that was when you two were together.

"Your boyfriend didn't even deign to walk you home." Ajax replied irritably, crossing his arms over his chest.

"He has important things to do." You tried to protect Ayato's honor, but only met the skeptical gaze of your ex boyfriend.

"There has never been a more important thing to me than walking my girlfriend home and making sure she's safe. I'll do all the other things later." The ginger man said, and you both fell silent.

Your heart beat faster and you felt unwelcome tears threatening to escape from your eyes, but you made an effort to hold back the tears. Childe took a deep breath and ran his hand through his ginger hair.

"I'll walk you home."

You didn't answer, silently moving forward. You panicked for a split second that the man wouldn't follow you, but when you heard his unhurried footsteps behind you, you immediately relaxed. Both of you walked slowly along the familiar road to your house and didn't even realize that both of your hearts were beating in unison at that moment.

Now for Tartaglia you were so close, but so far at the same time. And it drove him crazy. The very knowledge that you would never again find yourself in his loving arms tore his heart apart. And it was all his fault. What could he do to get rid of his selfish desire to feel you in his arms again?

He wanted to scream at the realization that nothing could be fixed. What he couldn't know was that you were thinking about it too with the same sadness that poisoned your soul.

As you two approached your house, you stopped and turned to Childe. He looked upset and smiled sadly at you, that made your heart clench painfully. The ginger man looked so sad, like a puppy who was kicked out of the house for tearing the upholstery of the sofa.

"Thank you for walking me home."

From Childe's side, in his eyes you looked like an angel. You were so fragile, in his favorite sweatshirt, shivering a little from the evening cold, wrapping your arms around yourself to keep warm. Your beautiful eyes looked back at him, and when he looked at your lips, there was no other way for him. How hard it is to see the lips of a loved one without the opportunity to kiss them. All he wanted so badly right now was to kiss you on the lips again.

He takes a step forward and when you don't step back at his actions, his heart sings with joy that you still trust him. His lips meet yours in a deep kiss that contains all your and his pain, suffering, sadness and love.

Ajax wraps his arms around you, enjoying the fact that you were in his arms again. It was the best thing he could ever wish for. To feel your lips on his lips, and the way you responded to the kiss, was heaven on earth for him.

You felt an incredible relief in your heart as Childe kissed your entire face with his lips. You both may be thinking about what just happened for a long time, and you both will need to decide what you and he need to do next, but right now it was absolutely unimportant. Because the most important thing right now is that you can once again feel like you're in the arms of someone you never stopped loving. Just like Childe never stopped loving you.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1133: Engradé Peach!~ (Super Smash Bros Ultimate X Sonic)

10:23 a.m. at the Smash Mansion's Dining Room......

Hat Kid: (Places her Last Card Down on a Pile of Other Cards) Uno out! (Smiles Brightly) I win!~

Shadow: (Smiles Softly at Hat Kid While Gently Ruffling the Top of her Hair Beside Him) Very well done, little sister.

Mario: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Yes, good game! It's been so long since I've played this game, I forgot how fun it really is.

Sonic: (Smiles Brightly) Right? I'm happy to see ONE of us here remember to bring us his pack of Uno cards today~

Shadow: (Gives Sonic a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Are we seriously coming back to this?

Sonic: (Casually Shrugs) Hey, I'm just saying. Maybe if you had Uno like the rest of us beforehand, I wouldn't have to be on your case about it.

Shadow: (Starts Glaring at Sonic) And MAYBE you'll be disintegrated into ashes if you don't drop it within a few seconds.

Sonic: Good ahead. (Starts Snickering) As if you could even hit me.

Shadow: (Forms a Yellow Light Energy From the Palm of his Hand) Wanna bet?

Mario: (Gives Both his Sons a Stern, Fatherly Glare) Enough, you two! No one is getting disintegrated under your mother and I watch.

Hat Kid: (Nodded in Agreement While Pouting) Yeah!.....Wait. Where Is mommy?

Sonic: Yeah, shouldn't she be up right about now?

Mario: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) She told me she would be out in a minute before I left the room....(Gets Up From his Seat) I should probably go back in there and see if she's o-(Eyes and Mouth Suddenly Begins to Widened at What is in Front of Him Right Now) kayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy......

The trio starts to mimic their father's expression a bit as they lay witness to their mother, Princess Peach, wearing a blue, wide hat with a red rose sitting on one side and a white feather stitched on the other, blue high boots, blue dress tailed jacket, a red dress shirt, and bright white pants.

Peach: (Happily Greets her Family) Bonjour, my sweet, loving famille!~

Sonic: Mom, is that really you?

Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow in a Bit of Confusion) And were you speaking French just now?

Peach: (Happily Nodded) Yep-Yep!~ I was going through my clothes in the closest till I stumbled upon this beauty and I am sooooo glad it fits me, cause that means I don't have to look aimlessly for a costume for Halloween this year!~ (Happily Jumps Around and Squeals For a Few Seconds Before Calming Herself Down) Okay, okay. My mind's already set on this, but what do you guys think? (Starts Turning Herself From Side to Side a Bit) Does it look good, bad, decent? Good enough to be trick or treating worthy at least?

Sonic: (Smiles Brightly) Relax, mom. You look great, really!

Hat Kid: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) And very pretty!~

Shadow: (Smiles a Little).Don't forget heroic as well.

Mario is still struck in awe at how his girlfriend currently looks before the snapping sound of Shadow's finger manage to bring him back to reality.

Mario: HUH! OH! U-um.... Yeah! Yeah, it looks great on you, dear. And se-I-i MEAN! Beautiful! You also beautiful i mean!.....Definitely what I said.

Peach: (Stares at her Man for a Brief Second Before Forming the Most Devious Smirk She Has Ever Mustered Before) Really now?~

Mario: Yes. Y-You're as beautiful as you always were. (Finally Starts Blushing) In so many way~

Peach: (Playfully Clasps her Hands Together) Well, I am oh so flattered you think very highly of me, dear!~ But tell me something. (Slowly and Seductively Walks Closer to Mario) Does this outfit I'm wearing in particular make heart skip a beat? Make you near speechless? Make you fall head over heels for me all over again?~

Mario: ........You mean.....H-Hypothetically....speaking or-

Peach: Or perhaps!~ (Happily Scoops Mario Up into her Arms, Holding him Like a Bride) It makes you think or maybe even swoon over the possibility of me saving you again one of these days while protecting you at all cost, in my arms~ Does that sound like something you would love to happen, Mario honey?~

Mario: .............................................Sí, mamma. (Notices his Kids Are Still Present Before Turning into a Blushing Mess) I-I MEAN, YES, mommy- I MEAN, momma- I-I MEAN, ma'am! Ma'am. That's what I meant: ma'am. Nothing more than that, just ma'am!

Sonic: Riiiiiight. You good, pops? You almost look more redder than your shirt right now.

Hat Kid: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) And why do keeping mommy "mommy" for?

Mario: (Quickly Puts on a Sheepish Smile on his Face) I-It's nothing, you two, really. Your father is just being real silly right now and......(Notices Peach's Staring at Him With a Playful Grin on her Face Before Glaring) You.

Peach: Me!~

Mario: That look....(Shakingly Points at his Princess) Y-You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Peach: (Place her Finger on the Side on her Cheek While Smiling Innocently) Perhaps~

Mario: Why!?

Peach: (Giggles Softly While Hugging and Rocking Mario Around Back and Forth) Because I love you to kingdom come and I wanted to see if I get a raise out of you on the cuteness scale!~ (Boops on Mario's Nose)

Mario: (Sighs While Rolling his Eyes) Yet again with this? Honey, I told you a million times that nothing about me is cute!!

Shadow: He's right, mother. Father's not cute.

Mario: See? Shadow agrees with-

Shadow: He adorable.

Sonic: Yep.

Hat Kid: (Nodded in Agreement) Mmmhmm.

Mario: (Eyes and Mouth Widens Once More in Complete Disbelief Before Facepalming Himself and Groaning in Defeat) Mamma mia.....You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?

??????: 'Fraid not, Momma's boy!

Mario turns to see Bowser smirking at him.

Bowser: Hell, if you ask me, I think the nickname is much more suiting for a mustache shrimp like you. (Let's Out an Evil Laugh Before Causally Bumping his Shoulder Onto Peach's) Am I right, babe? Or am I-

Peach angrily points her rapier at Bowser's chin in silence with a darken look in his eyes.

Bowser: (Immediately Gets Startled Before Backing Away) On second thought, nevermind! I just remembered I got stuff to....do. (Quickly Runs Away for Dear Life)

Mario: (Turns Back to Peach) Thanks for that, dear.

Peach: Anytime, honey. I thought of a way to make it up to you completely if you want. Like......

Peach then starts whispering into Mario's ear. It wasn't long for the italian plumber to widen his eyes yet again.

Mario: Really? A-Are you sure?

Peach: (Giggles Softly) Of course~ It's the least I can do for making all flustered earlier. And besides....(Puts on a Seductive Smirk on her Face) A hero must always give their fair prince the love and nurture they so much deserve, Am I right?~ (Gives Mario a Big Kiss on the Cheek)

Mario: (Awe Struck by Peach's Kiss and Offer Before Turning Back to the Trio) Kids, your mother and I are going back to room for a bit.

Peach: (Happily Skips Away While Still Carrying Mario in her Hands) See you in an hour or two!~

Shadow: (Couldn't Proprehand What has Just Happened With a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Well. With that happened....(Turns Back to Hat Kid and Sonic) Who wants start a new game of Uno?

Hat Kid: (Happily Raises Her Hand) I do!

Sonic: (Starts Getting Himself Up From his Chair Before Stretching) Sorry, no can do. Gotta meet back with Amy today for our daily cuddles

Shadow: (Raises an Eyebrow) You two arranged cuddle sessions?

Sonic: Uh duh. Obviously. We've been dating for a long time now, it was bound to happen soon or later. And besides......(Starts Blushing a Little While Rubbing the Back of his Quills Back and Forth) Ames' a really good cuddler and junk...... (Points at Shadow and Hat Kid) Don't tell her I said that though.

Hat Kid: (Giggles Softly)

Shadow: Don't worry. We won't say anything.

Sonic: (Starts Grinning Again) Much obliged. You guys enjoy the rest of your Uno game. See yaaaa! (Starts Running Off in a Speed of Light)

Shadow: ('Sigh') Be cautious of romance going forward, sis. You'll either end up as overly dorky as our entire family.....

The duo hears the sound of wailing as they turns to see Bowser covering his face down on the table with Ludwig sitting right next to him.

Ludwig: Father, you're going to have to move on sooner or later.

Bowser: ('Sniff') Easy for you to say! How can I move on from Peach when she's so fricking COOOHOOHOOHOOOOL!~ (Starts Burst Out Crying)

Ludwig: (Sighs While Gently Rubbing his Father's Shell) There, there.

Hat Kid: (Starts Giggling at Bowser's Dispense)

Shadow: .....Or as helplessly pathetic as King of All Koopas apparently. (Slowly Shakes his Head) Embarrassing.....

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Reflection of Your Image - EB VS SZ Drama Track 

Part 2

~ Picking at Old Wounds ~

【 Chuohku City Gates 】

As the ECO BooN team members approached the gates to Chuohku City, the two oldest team members seemed to grow more and more tense. By the time they had reached the gate, their leader Asato glanced at the two, observing how intensely they looked around the gate's entrance.

Asato: You two… Ready?

In a snap, the two looked down at Asato, quickly making their excuses.

Yano: Y-Yeah! Totally dude!

Kensaku: Yup! But…You don't sound so sure, Yano-kun.

Yano: Shut up! Like you weren't looking around like some paranoid guy!

Kensaku: I'm just taking a look around. I mean, see all the cameras and officers? I've heard about the security here, but this is insane!

Pointing around, the farmer noticed that the man was right. The way things were set up, you'd imagine the group was walking into a high security prison… Only this was a city. The capital even.

Asato: …Why so many defenses?

Yano: Its to keep guys out. We are the only men who get to come in thanks to these passes.

Kensaku: So no secret back doors huh?

At that moment, a few officers looked to the group. Yano seemed to flinch at the movement, but Kensaku was quick to laugh and dismiss it away.

Yano: Don't joke around! You're gonna get us in t-trouble!

Kensaku: "Its fine! Relax… So long as we behave ourselves, we can make it through this, right boys?"

As confident as their little team tried to be, all that could be mustered was from the one man who wasn't antsy about going into the city, Asato. Said man nodded vigorously before he slowly stopped and looked up at the two of them.

Asato: Hey… You two can admit you're scared.

Again, the men went into the defensive. 

Kensaku: Scared? Only one scared is Yano obviously.

Yano: Shut up old man!

Back to bickering, the two began to spout insults and jokes back and forth. Tired of his team's shenanigans, Asato stepped forward to show his papers to the officers at the door, causing the other two men to shout and run after the farmer to catch up.

【 Outside Chuohku City Hotel 】

Hisoka: A-Asato-kun?!

As the Toyama team approached the hotel the group was assigned to, the team leader's attention was torn away from his own group to look at a large man in a tracksuit approaching the group.

Asato: …?

Hisoka: U-Uh remember me? I used to have a shaved head… Your grandma let me stay with you two for a few months.

Whilst Asato stared up at the man blankly, the other Toyama team members crowded around their leader to see what had caught Asato in a rare human interaction. Then, realization spread across the farmer's face, his eyes growing wide.

Asato: Tetsumasu-san… You're competing too?

Hisoka: (He remembered me…!) Yeah! I was surprised too. Never thought Chuohku would spot me as Obihiro's best candidate but… Here we are.

As the redhead uttered those words, he suddenly looked back and moved aside to present his own team.

Hisoka: This is my team actually. Daiki Kamiyama and his butler, Jack.

Asato: Nice meeting you all. My name is Asato Rikiya… Tetsumasu-san, your team looks pretty tough.

Hisoka: Thanks! I'd say, having Yano already puts you up in one of the stronger teams.

Yano: Aw thanks old man that I’ve never met!

Hisoka: It's Hisoka! Come on, you forgot me too?!

The atmosphere of the two teams was amicable. Each team member seemed to mesh well, but that suddenly changed when the teenager of the Obihiro team suddenly shouted out at Asato.

Daiki: You! I see you're the hero who saved my master from certain doom! For that, I thank you for giving him a second chance!

Yano: What the…

Jack: Excuse my young master for his behavior. He's rather nervous being here today. This will be his first time performing a song on TV.

Daiki: Jack! Come on, what did I say about shutting down my persona?!

Jack: I'm doing no such thing. In fact, aren't you the one who has dropped the act at this very moment?

Daiki: Only because you're distracting me! Stop bullying me!

Yano: Dang, a chuunibyou huh?

Kensaku: Yano-kun, don't be mean to the kid-

Daiki: Who are you calling a chunnibyo?! I should let you know, I am no child you two can openly mock. I am the hero who crusades the North! Protector of the people, champion of the virtuous, the one, the only-

Swiftly, the butler clasped a gloved hand over the young boy's mouth. The final words of the teen's speech were muffled behind it. At first, the action had seemingly frustrated the boy before he looked shocked, then calm. Slowly, Jack uncovered his mouth to allow him to speak.

Daiki: Forget what I said.

Yano: (How the hell are we supposed to forget that?!)

Kensaku laughed at the group before he looked to his side and noticed another group approaching. With a relaxed smile, the scientist tried to wave at them, only for the leader of the trio to seemingly dismiss him.

Nobuo: Ignore the fool boys. No fan interactions until we get settled in. Now, move out of our way.

Asato's team did as they were told. Looking at this team of tall men, this mysterious group seemed to stride confidently past them, standing on their own level above the two teams. All except for one man, the largest man dressed in a train conductor uniform. His closed eyes seemed to widen at the sight of Hisoka next to Asato, causing for the other two men to freeze up.

Bunko: Iwao? What's wrong?

Iwao: He… That's him.

The posh team all turned their gaze to Hisoka, who seemed to now be pale at the face. Trembling in place, the long-haired man clenched at his chest.

Jack: Mr. Tetsumasu?

Hisoka: I-Its him…

Asato: Tetsumasu-san? Are you-

Whilst the other teams seemed to tense at the arrival of this unidentified new team, said team's leader Nobuo Sone seemed to finally take notice of Asato, and a switch flipped in the man's brain. Completely ignoring the obvious traumatic tension that his 3rd team member and the rival team leader seemed to be experiencing, the actor strides forward, grinning at Asato widely.

Nobuo: Asato?

Confused, Asato points to himself with a gloved finger.

Nobuo: Yes, you. Are you Asato Rikiya?

Asato: …Yes?

Nobuo: Wow! You've grown a lot, haven't you? It's been so long since I've seen you and your little daddy.

Asato: Dad…?

Immediately, Asato's teammates tense up, sidling by the youngest.

Yano: Hey, back off.

Nobuo: What~? Can't a guy say hello to an old friend's kid? Don't be such a stinge, Ietsuna boy.

Yano bristled further.

Yano: Back. Off.

There was a pause, before Nobuo conceded. Hands in the air, the blonde man laughed Yano off nonchalantly.

Nobuo: Fine, fine. I won't bother you three. At least, until your little team makes it up to our level. If you can even manage that. Good luck, Rikiya boy.

With that, the man stepped back and switched his attention to the other team. In the moment, Yano took the time to check with Asato.

Yano: Senpai, are you alright?

Asato: Yeah? But why did he know about my dad? And me too, I guess.

Yano: I-I’m not sure. Guess he knew your family when you were a kid.

While it seemed like Nobuo had altered his sights on Hisoka, Kensaku was the first of the ECO BooN team to notice their own rival had arrived on the scene. Said leader, Ryuko was making quick, aggressive strides toward the still-distracted Asato so Kensaku stepped in between to prevent Ryuko from getting to Asato.

Kensaku: Hey there bud! What are you doing, charging toward my leader here?

Ryuko: What the fuck are you doing getting in my way? Back up, bastard.

Shuu: Ryu-chan!

The little detective sprinted towards the group, quickly jumping on the back of the animator who yelped in surprise.

Ryuko: What the fuck?!

Shuu: Didn't sensei just tell you? No picking fights!

Still piggybacking on Ryuko, Shuu then spotted the youngest person in the gathering crowd. In a shout that again spooked Ryuko, Shuu pointed out.

Shuu: Dai-chan! What are you doing here?!

Daiki: M-Master Shuu?!

Jack: How many mentors do you have, young master…?

Daiki: Don't lecture me! There are lots and lots of people in the world I can learn from. Besides, Master Shuu fights for good! He sniffs out the evil and vanquishes it through his mastery in stealth!

Jack: Dear lord… What sort of things has he put into your head?

Ryuko, struggling to get Shuu off his back, looked to the butler before settling his sight on Hisoka who was getting cornered by Nobuo and… Iwao? Shock spread across Ryuko's face when he recognized the giant man.

Ryuko: Iwao? How are you still alive?

The train conductor broke the staring contest although Hisoka didn't seem to ease up, sweating bullets as Nobuo began mocking the horse breeder. Closing his eyes and trying his best to smile at Ryuko, Iwao greeted him.

Iwao: Friend! I finally get to see you again! Not with Seto-kai, yeah? I can be friends with you again?

Ryuko: H-He said you died. How are you... Did he make you vanish? Why did he-

Iwao: Yes yes! Iwao got in trouble so he had to go. I did almost die but… Mr. Oyabun never had the balls to pull the plug.

Yano: Guys, we should sneak out while we can…

Ryuko: Hey, hey, hey! Just because I'm reconnecting with my brother, doesn't mean your team can fucking sneak out. I have business with you, farmer brat.

Maki: Brother?

Finally, Maki seemed to have caught up, standing next to the two Sazanka Zombeez team members who were tangled together. Soon as they noticed Maki, they detached from each other, Shuu standing at attention to Maki and Ryuko crossing his arms and huffing.

Ryuko: It's nothing. Also good news, I haven't picked a fight.

Shuu: Only because Gramps and I stopped him!

Kensaku: Gramps?

Insulted, Kensaku frowns slightly. 

Kensaku: It's rude to say that to a someone you have just met.

Shuu: Oh, did I assume? Sorry, sorry ehehehe~!

Dismissing him, Shuu then looked up to his leader, who was burning holes into Asato. Said targeted man seemed to break from his thoughts to look back, which causes Asato to visibly tense.

Ryuko: Finally got your attention, huh? You piece of shit.

For a moment those words seem to process in Asato's head. Then, the farmer turns and starts walking toward Ryuko. Increasing in speed, it's easy to see that the younger man was going for an offensive greeting and Ryuko now grinning smugly seemed to be stretching out his arms in preparation.

Ryuko: BRING IT ON MOTHER-

To be continued…