#what Cha doin

[soulmusicsongs]

Do What Cha Doin' - Arthur Adams (Home Brew, 1975)

[billysgun]

whiskey

billy the kid x rich-girl!reader|requested!|you're the daughter of billy's boss, you're filthy rich and had eyed billy a while ago. and this night, you decided to follow him to the saloon.

"what's a cowboy like yourself doin' around here?" your soft southern accent rippled to his ears as he turned to see you in your lace gown, perfectly styled curls bouncing as you took another step toward him

"I should say the same to a fine young lady like you" he gave you a crooked smile, dipping his hat as a "hi"

the saloons chatter became muffled when you saw his clear blue eyes and pulled a stool next to him

"now don't you spend all my daddy's money on some liquor, billy"

"so you're the daughter I've heard so much about" he smiled into his whiskey, forgetting your comment as he laid more bills on the bars table

"uhuh. and you're the cowboy that my fathers been cheatin'"

he choked on his whiskey, not expecting you to be so blunt with how your father pays him so little

"cheatin' huh?" he asked, brow raised high as he wondered if your father sent you here

"well, you can't ask for much with that bounty hung high over your head" your painted lips smiled as your nails began to dance on the table

"aren't cha gonna get a girl a drink?" you said and he was once again, wide-eyed at how forward of a lady you were

you sipped on whiskey while he downed his, you shamelessly let your eyes travel on his toned arms and broad figure, he eyed you back with your staring

"you sure are somethin'...not at all what I expected. not sure if I wanna ask, but how did your daddy let you come all the way down here?" he asked, dipping his head back as the whiskey ran down his throat

"he never lets me out at night...sometimes I can't stand that old man. but I thank him for the horse lessons now" you said as you took a slow sip of your drink, confirming that you did indeed follow him here

"I ain't assumin' you came all the way here to drink with the way you sippin' at that whiskey" he said, you slowly shook your head as billy began to think of any other job he could get because what he's about to do will most certainly get him fired

"no sir. I'm not a fan of drinkin'" your eyes seemed to darken and billy felt himself getting closer to you

"then what do you like to do, miss y/n?" his voice was slow, rasping your name as your legs began to close tightly

"how about I show you, mr. bonney"

an: AHHH i love this request!! thank you all so much for reading!! <333

an: here is the link for part 2 <3

[oepionie]

—VOICELINES ABOUT YOU. various

Synopsis: Yuuken interrogates some of the boys on the campus about their special someone. Hearing their loving ramblings on you was certainly not what he expected.

Tags: Self-Indulgent, Fluff, Angst if you squint really hard, Reader is not Yuu, Tweels are a bit...too mad in love, I brainrotted so hard, You're Malleus' fiancee, Malleus doesn't know how to tell a joke someone help him

Cw. Riddle's Mother, Overworking, Hospitalizations, Poor living conditions, Illness, Bullying, Allusions to violence, Marriage, Tad bit of possesive behavior, Description of stabbing

WordCount: 2k+ | 💌Masterlist

R.R | RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:

About: Riddle's Rose

"Rose? I see you've met that troublesome intern at the library. That's a nickname. Their name is (Y/N) and yes, they are my partner." "A-Ah? I'm so direct? Well, you asked me a question! Though...I would prefer that this discussion end here. I prefer to keep my relationship with them private.”

Chat: Childhood Memories

“Ever since we were young, (Y/N) was quite rebellious. The complete opposite of me as a child, really. They were always sneaking off during the night and coming over to visit me. Mother...didn't approve of them and often screamed in their face. I was quite terrified she would scare them away, though that didn't stop them at all. Haha, I think they got even more persistent afterwards. I am truly glad I met them.”

Personal Story: To the Hospital

“Again...? I see. Thank you, Trey. Hmph, I'll have to schedule another visit once more."

> "Riddle? What's wrong?"

"Ah, Yuuken—It's Rose. They've gotten admitted to the hospital...again. (Y/N) is quite impulsive and tends to bite off more than they can chew. On more than occasion, like now, I would find out about their hospital admissions via Trey days or even weeks after."

>"Aren't you dating? Why aren't they telling you?"

"They claim that they withhold the information from me out of concern for my workload or out of fear of being a burden. Though that is—a sentiment I don't understand. Nothing is more important to me than their health."

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R.B | RUGGIE BUCCHI

About: The Photo In His Wallet

"Where is it?! Man, I'm so fucked if I lost it—Oh?! Oi, Yuuken! That wallet's mine! Man, thanks a lot. I really would've been screwed over if it weren't for you." "Eh? The photo? Shishishishi curious, aren't cha? Hmmm...how 'bout this? You get me a steaming hot meat bun and I'll give you a story time about them."

Chat: A Hopeful Future

"My studies? Course I take them seriously! That's what's gonna' put food on the table one day. Plus, I wanna' give (Y/N) the life they deserve—What'd I mean? Well, if I'm going to be their husband, I want 'em to live comfortably. It's not like we need anythin' luxurious, anyways. As long as we're together and there's enough food to go by, it's going to be all right."

Personal Story: In Sickness and In Health

"....that's good to hear. Please look after 'em, granny. Love ya." The call ends and Ruggie sighs. "That's the best news I've received since."

>"News?"

"Guh-?! Man! What's with you and sneaking up on me!? Yeah yeah—you heard right...news. Granny just called me to talk about (Y/N), their health is looking up. Tell ya' what, I knew that deal with Azul was worth it. I managed to snag some medicine and send it home."

>"Oh? Medicine?"

"Yeah. Ever since my first year of high school, they were sick and bedridden. (Y/N)'s parents don't have enough money for a doctor, so there's not much they can do. Of course, I'm out here doin' my best to help too."

"I really...I really wanna see them up and runnin' again. Hey, who knows—maybe we'll get to make flower crowns for the village kids again...together."

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A.A | AZUL ASHENGROTTO

About: An Interrogation

"Yuuken, you’ve met (Y/N), I hear. Well, as their partner, it's only right that I ask you about it. I assume you don't mind. So, what is your opinion of them? Nothing short of perfection, I hope."

"Hm? You think they're nice? Good then."

Chat: Busy Octoboss

"With all the deals, my maintenance of my academic ranking, and my position as Monstro Lounge's manager, my workload is quite substantial compared to most. And, I regret to say that it does get in the way of my personal life, including quality time with my lover. It tears at my heart, yet I cherish how they're so understanding and patient. Still, sometimes I can't help but think I am undeserving of them..."

Personal Story: Deep Sea Bonds

"My childhood is not something that I appreciate or want to remember. Yet, despite everything I've been through, I do think it is pleasant to look back on the days when I met them. You see, (Y/N) was bullied too. They were just like me, relentlessly bad mouthed and hurt by the kids around us. However, they never failed to greet me every day with a bright smile on their face."

>"What a sunny person."

"They'd also always have the courage and bravery to stand up for me, often taking the brunt of the bullying. I wish I could say I did the same for them...but I was far too cowardly back then..."

>"Wow. You two must be really close, then."

"Of course. They've been through a lot.Which is exactly why I won't allow anyone to speak ill of them anymore." Azul pauses, smiling slyly. "Say, Yuuken. You'll tell me if anyone casts aspersions on my Angelfish, won't you?"

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J.L | JADE LEECH

About: A Helping Hand

"Hm? What's that? Ah, you’ve met my darling pearl. I see. I do notice how you’ve been frequenting Monstro Lounge lately…Have you perhaps acquired a romantic interest towards them? No? Hehe, Alright." "Now, to answer your question, yes, that is right; (Y/N) routinely comes over to visit and aid me in my Mountain Treks. I couldn't be more grateful for their assistance."

Chat: The Pearl Ring

"Oya? I see you're curious about the ring I've been crafting. Well, it's for (Y/N). You see, in merfolk culture, we create handcrafted jewelry to serve as a courting gift. This is one of many ornaments I plan on giving them. Though, this one is...particularly unique. Ah, well...(Y/N) Leech does have a nice ring to it, does it not?"

Personal Story: A Jaded Reaction

"Oya? (Y/N) is spending the night at Ramshackle? Whatever reason for?"

>"Grim wanted to have a game night."

"Ah. I see. How...lovely. What's that? My smile is frightening you? Oho, now is it? Hehe, my deepest apologies. We eels tend to be quite...protective. I so anticipate you to take good care of them. And fret not, as long as you keep them away from any harm, no disputes shall arise."

>"Uh...and if something happened?"

"What if something happened...? Well, I'm sure you wouldn't mind being hunted down the face of the earth, tied up, and pulled down to the deepest pits of the blue ocean, where no one can hear your anguished cries for help...Would you?" 

>"..."

"Just joking. I would never do that."

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F.L | FLOYD LEECH

About: A Sea Walnut

"(Y/N)? Aha~~~ You've heard of my little sea walnut? They're so adorable and squishy, yanno!—Is there a problem? If you got a problem with 'em, I'll squeeze you." "Oh? Not scared at all, huh? Ehe~ You sure are ballsy. Tread carefully now, shrimpy~!"

About: Ocean Currents

"Whenever a strong ocean current comes, sea walnut always huddles close to me and grabs my arm. They've always been afraid of being blasted away."

"They used to do that a lot when we were kids, but it never gets old. Hehe~ Sometimes, I lead them to places where the waves are strong, jus' so they can cling onto me! It's so funny to see 'em get afraid and scramble after me when I move too far away. "

Personal Story: Shark Attack

"Hmm~? Oh, what're these bite marks? Rad, aren't they? I got them after fighting a buncha' sharks."

>"Sharks?! Why would you do that?"

"To get these. It's shark teeth. Our anniversary is comin' up, and Jade suggested that I should make some jewelry for them. It's a merfolk courting thing. Azul 'n Jade told me to get them pearls, but I thought that was boring. So, I'm making one with shark teeth instead! Isn't that cool~?"

>"I-I guess, but what happened to the sharks?"

"Ugh. None of them were a fun hunt. The entire hoard swam away so fast. Can you believe it???… I’m not the typa eel who would let my prey get away that easily, though. And it’s not like I had anything better to do. Ehehe! There were so many of those sharks swarming around, but I managed to squeeze them all! Well, it was worth it in the end cuz I got what I wanted. I'll do anythin' for my little sea walnut~"

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J.V | JAMIL VIPER

About: A Hearty Meal

“What am i doing? Well, I'm making some Roast Chicken with Sumac Flatbread. Oh? Who's (Y/N)? Ah, Kalim must have told you, huh. (Y/N) is my partner. They are truly wonderful."

"For example—Though I like to think I'm skilled at disguising my true feelings, the moment I go to see them, they already know what I'm thinking. They have a keen sense of intuition and always seem to know what I need and when I need it. Truly, I'm grateful for such a caring—Ah, I'm sorry. I was rambling again."

Chat: Snake-Eyed Envy

"I can't dispute that a lot of people back home are vying for their affection.That bothers me at times. As Kalim's babysitter-ehem, retainer, I don't have enough time to check in on them every day...However, as cheesy as it sounds, I have yet to meet someone who is as smitten with (Y/N) as I am."

Personal Story: World Left Unsaid

"I soon understood that I was more than the circumstances of my birth, all thanks to (Y/N). In fact, My bond with Kalim has become stronger and more genuine thanks to them. I...realized my hatred for Kalim was just my desire for my circumstances to be different...I didn't hate him at all. Without (Y/N), I would never have understood it."

>"They must be very important to you, Jamil."

"Absolutely. I was terrified that I might lose them after my overblot. But to my surprise, they stayed with me. Naturally, it hurt them, but they were really compassionate towards me and about how much I had to go through."

>"Do they know of what you feel?"

"I...I don't think (Y/N) realizes just how much I cherish them. I don't think now's the right time for that though. I've hurt them too much and I still have a long way to go before I fix things."

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M.D | MALLEUS DRACONIA

About: He's Engaged?!

"I am, indeed, betrothed. Heh. Why are you looking so bewildered, Child of Man? If I'm going to be a king someday, it only makes sense that I would need someone to reign alongside me, no? At first glance, (Y/N) may seem aloof, but as you get to know them more, you'll see that they are actually incredibly lovely and warm."

"You never thought I was one for romance? My, my... What a bold statement, you best learn how to hold your tongue. Have you considered that I could use lightning to smite you where you stand?...Now, now—That was a joke. You don't have to cower in fear."

Chat: Safe And Sound

"My precious treasure tells me that I tend to get protective at times. Though can you really fault a lover for wanting to protect the one who is most important to them in this cruel, ruthless world. One where others will not hesitate to turn on you?"

Personal Story: The Art Of War

"I am actually the first of my lineage to wed someone who is not a noble. You see, (Y/N) is a knight-in-training. And, as you can probably guess, they served as my retainer. To see them at work was truly a magnificent sight to witness. They command attention and radiate strength. While I had always admired them, I could not bring myself to express my true feelings to them. Until...that night."

>"That night?"

"Yes. On the evening of Silver's 16th birthday, someone had rushed at me with a dagger in hand. (Y/N) was the first to respond and took the hit for me...The sound of their screams as the knife tore through their flesh was truly...horrifying."

>"That's horrible! What happened to the guy?"

"Worry not, he was taken care of accordingly....If there is anything I’ve learned from Lilia's many teachings, it’s that the worst calamities that befall an army arise from hesitation. To avoid further offensives, one must deal with and eliminate adversaries as soon as possible. Don't you think so?"

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[draczrys]

please i need modern!lucerys headcanons 🙏🙏 if you don't do modern aus ghost!luke i think would be fun

harry gilby my fav luke fancast <333

SWEET BOY. ❨ modern!lucerys velaryon headcanons ❩

his love language is quality time

"i'm home!" luke's voice rang out through the small london apartment, pulling you from your book to find him bundling three bags through the front door.

"i thought you were spending the day with your mum and jace?" you asked, brows knitted, setting down the ear-marked novel to turn on the couch.

luke shrugged and abandoned the tesco bags at the door, an arm on either side of your head whilst he ducks to peck your lips. "but you're going away tomorrow for a few days, so i wanted to spend the day with you instead."

your lips pull into a small smile, reaching up to find his cold lips again. luke chuckles against them, nudging at your nose. "pick a movie, i'll go put the snacks in a bowl."

he’s a cat person

a month into living together, luke arrived home with a bashful grin and a suspicious lump under his coat. after bracing you, he produced the most adorable little black kitten from his pocket. between the animal's big eyes and luke's pout, how could you say no?

arrax quickly became part of the family, growing into a beautiful sleek cat, always following luke around the apartment. he was smitten with the animal, constantly sneaking him treats and lifting him into bed when you weren't looking.

"he's going to get hair all over the fresh sheets, luke," you warned him, slipping into pyjamas. but it was too late, arrax was snuggled up beside his neck, the duvet pulled over them both. your two boys were impossible to say no to.

he’s an expert date planner

`'close your eyes." you didn't need to, considering luke had both hands covering your face and stopping you from seeing anything at all. you could feel him grinning with excitement, guiding your unsteady feet along the path.

a small gasp escaped you as your vision returned. the gardens of his mother's estate, dragonstone manor, had been transformed by candles and fairy lights. in the grass was a blanket and cushions, accompanied by a basket overflowing with food and a bottle of champagne. the stars up above shone down on the scene, a soft song playing nearby.

"oh, luke..." you murmured in wonder, turning back to him with wide eyes. "this is beautiful. what's the occasion?"

he shook his head, taking your hand. "no occasion. just wanted to have a nice night."

"we could have done that at home on the sofa," you giggled, following his lead over to the blanket.

"shush, you deserve the best. quick or the ice cream will melt."

he can cook really well

the smell hits you at the top of the stairs, before you even unlock the front door. the entire apartment swells with the homely scent of rosemary and garlic, luke's quiet humming leading you into the kitchen.

"what-cha doin'?" you sing softly, wrapping your arms around him from behind.

"making dinner," he matches your tone, smiling. turning in your hold, he carefully balances a wooden spoon towards your lips, the other hand acting as a safety net underneath. "try."

your lips part, letting him slip the spoon onto your tongue. the flavours burst in your mouth, unable to stop the soft moan that leaves you.

"holy shit," you murmur, peering over his shoulder to the pan. "it tastes like heaven."

luke smiles proudly -- no, cockily, his talents assured once again. rolling your eyes playfully, you pinch his side and roll up your sleeves, quickly delegated to vegetable chopping.

clingy bf!!

you've been awake for at least an hour now, basking in the weekend rest and the warm arms of your boyfriend. he's still fast asleep, snoring on your shoulder. you were perfectly comfortable, but the urge to pee had come on in the last five or so minutes.

as quietly and gently as you can, you slip slowly out of luke's grip and towards the edge of the mattress. you're almost there, having not disturbed him, but then he stirs. his grip on your waist tightens and quickly pulls you back into his side, never opening an eye.

"luke, i gotta pee," you whisper through a smile, but you don't dare fight his grasp.

"no," he groans, hugging you tighter and burying his morning curls in the crook of your neck. "stay. you're warm."

you giggle, head turning to press a quick kiss to his temple. "m'gonna pee all over you if you don't let me go. i'll be two minutes, max."

"fine." he groans again, reluctantly lets his hold on you loosen, letting you slip out from the duvet and onto the cold ground. "but be quick, i'm counting."

[rafeyscurtainbangs]

Beach Birthday - JJ Maybank One Shot

+18 Minor DNI

JJ x KookGirlfriend!Reader

⭐️ republished ⭐️

+18 Minor DNI

🪄 warnings: Language, smut, drinking, drug usage

📖 Readers wants to try something new for her birthday 💕

*spoiler: reader can’t swim

Reader’s POV:

You ready, baby?“ JJ smiles, looking out at the water.

“All ready, J.”

“Light winds and long breaking waves,” he hums. “A perfect day. Fitting for you, sweetness.”

“Thanks, Jayj. It’s been the perfect day.”

“That’s what I like to hear. And, it’s only gonna get better. Yeah? You ready?”

“Ready.” You look over at him and smile.

JJ takes off his shirt and strips down to his swim trunks. You can’t help but stare, his toned and tanned body.

“Alright let’s do this!” You cheer before reaching down, grabbing your board.

“Baby, you don’t just go surfing,” he chuckles.

“It can’t be that hard,” you tease and smirk.

“Really?” He narrows his blue eyes, staring into yours.

“Are you saying I can’t do it, Maybank?”

“Am I saying that you can’t learn how to surf in two hours, princess? Absolutely,” he scoffs.

“Jayj… I’m kidding.”

“You’re a piece of work, princess,” he laughs, shaking out his blonde hair as he snags a joint from behind his ear. “I’ll let it slide today. We’re just going to go out there and learn the basics… this isn’t the only time we’re gonna go. Right?” He asks hopefully.

“Of course not. I wanna do this more than just today, Jayj.”

“You’re not doin’ this just to make me happy?” He asks as he lifts the joint to his lips, taking a hit.

“Absolutely not, baby. I wanted to try something new for my birthday.” You smile as you unhook your overall shorts, dropping them onto the sand. JJ’s eyes shift to you, watching as you adjust the top and bottom of your bikini. Smoke pours from his lips, settling into a flirty smile.

“You look great, mama,” he rasps.

“Thank you, baby,” you smile as you spread some sunscreen on your skin.

“You want help?” JJ shuffles your way, passing the joint to you as you nod.

“Please.” You hand him the sunscreen, and he applies it to your back. His hands linger, rubbing circles, massaging as he goes. You roll your head to the side, eyes closed, inhaling the smoke, listening to the crashing of the waves in the distance.

“This really is amazing, J,” you breathe, blowing the smoke out with it. He pulls your hair back, kissing you softly. “This is my favorite place, baby. You’re my favorite thing. It doesn’t get better than this.”

You smile, biting your lip. He wraps his arms around your waist tightly, leaning his head into your shoulder. “No it doesn’t.”

“What do you say, birthday girl?”

“Let’s do it.” JJ pushes you forward playfully, slapping your butt, pulling you out of your sticky sweet mood. “Fuck, JJ,” you whine, feeling the light sting of his hand on your ass.

You smack him back. He moans playfully, poking his tongue out between his teeth. You roll your eyes in reply kicking up a little sand as you walk with him to the water.

Standing by the boards, JJ tells you to drop to your belly. You do, staring at him, waiting for your first lesson.“We’re doing pop-ups,” he mumbles; joint dangling from his bottom lip. JJ shows you how to do it first, effortlessly of course. “Your turn.”

You pop-up slamming your feet into the sand. “Jesus, baby doll,” he chuckles as he shakes the sand out of his hair. “Chill out. Gracefully,” he adds, drawing out the word, reminding you how it’s done.

You practice a dozen more times, bringing your hands up to your waist in exhaustion. “I didn’t know we were workin’ out, J,” you pant, sweat glistening in the sun.

“Here, follow me.” JJ grabs your hand, pulling you close to the water. He sits down and pulls you between his legs, his chin on your shoulder. “Let’s find the channel.”

“What’s that, J?”

“Safer waters, babe. That’s the place you should paddle out to.” He explains the differences between the two types of channels,“ you lean against his chest, taking it all in.

“See, right there.” He points over your shoulder, “that’s a channel, you can see the section filled with whitewash… Do you see that?” You nod in reply.

“Let’s go paddle. Huh?” JJ smiles.

You run back up the beach a little to grab your boards. Copying JJ you reach down and grab your surfboard, pulling it to your side. “Why is yours shorter than mine? You’re taller than me.”

“Because I know what I’m doing, sweetness. When you get this down we’ll get you a smaller board too… You learn on a longboard.”

You walk with JJ into the water, moving deeper, feeling your anxiety rise with the water. Your jaw tightens, nervousness swirling your stomach. JJ looks over at you wide-eyed, his face full of concern.

“You good, babe?”

“Umm… Are we goin’ any deeper than this? I s-swear the channel was closer,” you say weakly as you glance over your shoulder, clocking the distance.

“Uhh… We’re like halfway out, baby girl,” he laughs lightly, sensing your unease. “Are you okay? You look scared shitless-”

“I don’t know how to swim!” You yell, clutching onto your board for dear life.

JJ narrows his gaze on yours, rolling over your words in his head. “What now?”

“I… Uh. I don’t know how to swim.”

He rolls his eyes and chuckles, giving you a playful shove, making you scream as you hug onto the board, eyes slamming shut.

“What the fuck?” he laughs in shock.

“Ugh, jayj. I dunno. I mean-”

“Your family own the yacht club, baby. You’re on the water all the time. You don’t know how to-”

“Swim?” You cut him short as well, equally as surprised with yourself. “No, baby. I don’t.”

“Okay, princess. It’s fine. It’s fine,” he soothes. “Today we paddle. Tomorrow swimming lessons. Okay?”

“Okay. Thank you, Jayj.” You sigh as you pull yourself up onto your board cheeks blushed with embarrassment.

“Copy me. Alright,” he coaches as he starts to paddle. You mimic is movements, pulling through the water.

“Look at you!” JJ yells with a big smile on his face as you follow suit. You paddle around for a while, following JJ.

“So, why didn’t you tell me before?” JJ asks as the two of you sit on your boards, drifting through the water, your bodies rolling and rocking with the waves.

“All the girls you’ve dated before seemed to be surfers… How was I going to break it to you that I couldn’t even swim,” you sigh through a soft smile as you kick your feet through the water.

“Just like that,” he teases. “Just tell me. I love being with you… Teaching you new shit. This isn’t any different, sunshine.”

“I love bein’ with you too, Jayj.”

He smiles as he looks out at the shore, glancing back at you. “So, I guess you’re tryin’ a few new things for your birthday.”

“Mhmm… I am. Best birthday ever, Jayj.”

JJ turns his hat backward, moving eye-level with the sand, tucking the kindling in the center. He pops a cigarette between his lips, lighting it first, taking a drag before reaching his hand inside the cone, lighting the tinder with the end. The blaze grows, fire licking the wood.

JJ crawls toward you, pressing a kiss onto your lips. He takes a seat on the blanket next to you, looking down at you with a smile. “C’mere,” he grins. JJ widens his thighs, tapping the spot in between. You take your place in his arms, leaning back against his chest.

“Do I get a short board now?” You ask, doing your best not to laugh.

”What?“ He chuckles.

“A short board, Maybank.”

“Absolutely not,” he knocks as he wraps his arm around your neck, pulling you into a headlock. “A life jacket. Maybe. How ‘bout that?”

“Rude,” you giggle, tapping out against his arm.

JJ pinches his cigarette, drawing it from his lips as he exhales through his nostrils. He snuffs it out in the sand. His rough hands follow your arms to your own, weaving his finger into yours, wrapping them around your waist. He tucks his head into your neck, breathing softly, lips, brushing your skin.

“It’s beautiful here,” you sigh.

“Just like you, baby.”

Your cheeks burn from your smile as you take in your surroundings. The cracking of the fire, ash dancing high in the sky, mixing with the stars.

“You were such a great teacher, Jayj,” you praise.

“And, you were an amazing student, babydoll.

“Feels like I owe you, handsome. You can have whatever you’d like,” you smile as you bite your lip.

“Well,” he chuckles lustily. “It’s your birthday, mama. I think I owe you.”

You dig your beer into the sand and sit up, turning around to face JJ before pressing him down onto the blanket. “This is exactly what I want.” JJ’s smile widens as you pull your shirt over her head, showing off your bikini’d breasts again, making his eyes roll back.

“You are a fucking fantasy, princess,” he praises. You bite your lip, reaching around your back to undo the bow.

JJ’s darkened eyes follow the curve of your lips, down to your tits; the small of your waist, and down to your hips. You slip a hand down slowly, touching his chest before landing on the strings of his boardshorts. You undo it with one hand as your lips move with his.

“I adore you, JJ,” you whisper.

“I adore you, baby. I really, really do.” JJ bucks up slightly for you to pull down his jeans. He laces his hands behind his head, arching his back slightly as he waits for more.

You kiss the tip of his cock, swirling around his swollen head. He moans at the feeling, melting into the sand as you catch his precum on your tongue. You wrap your hand around the base of JJ’s cock, taking him deep in your mouth.

“Oh shit,” he moans, throwing his head back. You move your hand and lips in succession. JJ grips the beach blanket tightly watching you as you go.

Popping off quickly you take your fingers, putting them in your mouth. JJ’s eyes haze as you pull your swimsuit bottoms to the side. You return your lips to his shaft as you begin to work on yourself.

“Fuckk… look at me, baby,” JJ pants. You do, moaning onto him as you twist your hand, sending JJ over the edge. You feel his leg jerking as he reaches down, placing his hands on the back of your head.

JJ spills into your mouth, a wave of curse words and praise following. You swallow and crawl slowly towards his lips. JJ kisses you passionately, pulling you closer with his hands on the back of your neck.

“That was unbelievable, baby,” he sighs. JJ moves his hands down to your warmth. “Ugh… you’re so wet f’me, mama,” he whispers breathlessly.

JJ rolls you over quickly onto the blanket, pressing his weight on top of you. “Take off your shirt,” you cry desperately. His muscular body steals your attention, focus falling to his chest and chiseled abs.

“Pay attention, sweetheart,” he taunts. You return your eyes to his with a smile, met with a sly smirk, JJ thoroughly enjoying your fixation on him again.

“I just can’t help myself, Jayj,” you sigh, biting your lip.

JJ takes his length in his hand and lines himself up with your entrance, tapping lightly. He spreads your wetness on his tip and slides in slightly, returning his lips to yours. JJ slides in slowly to the base, making you whine.

“Fuck, J,” you pant as you try your best to adjust to his size.

“Damn. You feel so good, baby,” he grunts. He begins to roll his hips into you. You widen your legs, wrapping your arms around your thighs, pulling them to your chest. JJ moves to his knees taking your breasts in his hands.

He quickens the pace, causing his body to slap against your thighs as he glides his dick in and out. “JJ,” you cry in pleasure as you feel your orgasm start to build.

“Are you going to cum, sweetheart,” he pushes out.

“Yeah,” you moan.

“Me too,” he grunts as he moves his fingers down to your clit.

“Mmm-fuck,” you cry as you feel your release radiate through your body. You feel his hips hitch as he moans in pleasure, his warmth fills you.

“Jesus Christ,” he huffs as his eye lashes flutter open. You giggle, pulling him down on top of you. Your breathing slows together.

“I love you, baby,” he pants.

“I love you too, Jayj.”

“Happy birthday, my love.”

[ataraxiaspainting]

The End.

Yan Kafka x F Reader.

Synopsis: Kafka always sits in the front row, despite being part of the show herself.

Warnings: Yandere themes, stalking, thoughts of violence, manipulation, and unhealthy relationships.

Word Count: 1k.

Ten Songs Like This Piece:

Breezeblocks by alt-J

Waltz No. 2 by Dmitri Shostakovich (feat. The Dixie String Quartet)

Swan Lake by HAUSER

Claus by Los Tres

Doin’ Time by Lana Del Ray

Lie by BTS

She’s My Collar by Gorillaz (feat. Kali Uchis)

Cha Cha by Freddie Dredd

Michelle by Sir Chloe

MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name) - SATAN’S EXTENDED VERSION by Lil Nas X

*~*~*~*

The roses are wilting.

It was destiny, fate. Such pretty things never last forever, after all, even if the entire universe wished otherwise. One way or another, they are meant to fall, like how the sun drops below where anyone can see it, being replaced with the moon, and vice versa. They fall deep, deeper than hell itself, and no one can pick them back up, unless one would be inclined to make a pact with the devil himself, doing horrendous things in his name. But Kafka has already committed such sins, so why deny doing so any longer? It is who she is. It is who you are, to be entangled in her lies and be forced to dance and to sing and to act.

With two gloved hands, she picks up the vase, spilling out the moldy water and the dying roses, the roses she got for you after you sang so well at the opera house, looking so beautiful, into the trash can underneath your makeup vanity, where little clumps of hair and emptied products always meet their end.

She’ll get you a new bouquet later. A new vase too. Perhaps instead of white roses you would like red ones instead? Kafka knows that this vase is cheap too, from one of your fellow divas, whose high notes are not as high as yours and her costumes not as elaborate or as elegant as yours.

“I honestly don’t see why you even try to befriend any of them, darling. They are all envious harpies. They can’t hold a candle to anything you do.”

You are not here, but Kafka’s mouth always has a mind of its own, so it spins lies even when your delicate, lovely ears are not in the general vicinity. Not that she minds it. But yours is what she is quite more so than trifles with, because yours is carefully controlled by her and her alone, and you, as always, don’t get a say. It’s a sort of hypocrisy, Kafka thinks, but she doesn't mind that either.

If she has to, she’ll even sew your mouth shut, your ears shut, your eyes shut, if that is what it takes for you to stay with her. She doubts it would ever come to that, though, because you are always too fragile and too trusting to tell the difference between an Iago and a Desdemona. But the latter role would much better suit you, her little flower, her princess.

You are so precious, but also a treasure prying eyes will always want to touch and see and hear. Kafka would, in all honesty, love to cut their hands and tongues off, if it did not ruin the carefully crafted image she made just for you. Maybe later, though, when all the stage lights are off.

“Lady Macbeth, hmm?” She murmurs.

She disagrees with the role you were given entirely. But, you were not one to stand up for yourself, so Kafka let it go. 

“You really ought to leave this business soon, dearest.” Kafka looks around, her arms crossed, not impressed with the room you were given in the slightest. “You can always just come with me.” She meant it. “Imagine all the sights you would see. All the food you would eat. All the gifts I would be so happy to give you. All the hugs and kisses you would receive from me. Everything… just think about it.”

She could imagine it herself. It is not hard, really, for the mind to reject all sense of logic and bow down to the whim of what is known as human emotions, mortal joys, woes, desires, wants, and needs. She could imagine sitting you on her lap as the ship jumps to the next world she will have to visit, telling you stories of the past, present, and future, as you look on with amazement. You don’t do that anymore, now. She would do anything to see it come back. She would steal a crown and place it on your head, though you having the genuine article does not make you any stronger. If anything, perhaps it would make you weaker to her whims.

“Imagine that…” She sighs, closing her eyes as she smiles. “We can go to Penacony. Your dreams would come true there if I cannot make them true myself. You can sleep on beds worth more than this entire opera house. If only you would let me. I know it would make you happy. I know it would make me happy. So why wouldn’t it make you?”

She would listen to your ultimate pains, and your ultimate wishes, and act accordingly. She loved you. You will too, again. It is only a matter of time, isn’t it? Yes, Kafka thinks, it is fate. 

…

Kafka always sits in the front row of the theater.

It does not matter whether or not she purchased the tickets for it, the seat, or the show soon to come to fruition. No one dares talk back to her, even security. She finds comfort in that. No one gets in the way of her having the chance to see you. Better yet, no one else sits in the front row when she is present.

So, she watches, one of her legs crossed over the other, her eyes never blinking. During interludes she likes to adjust her makeup accordingly, painting on another shade of crimson to her lips. Art comes in many forms, after all.

Kafka told you that once. As always, you listened dutifully as she taught you to be.

She taught you many things, not just that. She taught you how to read constellations. She helped you learn her vocabulary in the books she gave you, often long fairytales or poems. She preferred it that way when you used to be so eager to have someone be friendly to you and not want to simply use you for their own amusement, not wanting to throw you out of the opera house altogether.

The opera house may rot after it goes up in flames, in the future, if things go her way as it always does, but she’ll stay to watch it all, to take you in as you cry and as she shushes you. She’ll be happy. Maybe you will be too, for her. It matters how good your performance is, if you even want to act anymore, after all.

The lights dim, and she shows her pearl-white teeth as she grins.

[angelbaby191]

The Little Things

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader Oneshot

The sun was setting over U.A. High School, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. You found yourself on the rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze and the peaceful ambiance after a long day of training. Your mind drifted to thoughts of your day. Thinking of ways to improve. Always the over achiever.

“Oi, what-cha you doin' up here?” Katsuki's voice interrupted your reverie.

You turned to see Bakugo approaching, his usual scowl softened just a bit.

“Just taking a break. Needed some fresh air.” You smiled softly, turning back to gaze at the sunset.

He huffed, crossing his arms. “You should be trainin', not slackin' off.”

You smiled, playful.

“And what, may I ask, are you doing here? Hm? Miss me?”

“You wish.” he muttered, though a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“I just wanted to get away from everyone for a minute.”

You could relate to that. Sometimes, the chaos of the training grounds was overwhelming.

“Fair enough. Want to join me?”

With a grunt, he sat down beside you, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. For a moment, you both sat in silence, watching the sky change colors.

“You’re really good at what you do,” Bakugo said suddenly, breaking the quiet. “I mean it. Yer improvin' a lot. Stop workin' So hards yeah?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. You and him both knew you'd keep working harder.

“Thanks, Kats. Coming from you, that means a lot.”

He shrugged, looking away, but you could see the faint smile gracing his usually gruff face.

“Just statin' facts.”

You nudged him gently. “You’re always so hard on yourself, you know? You should take a moment to appreciate the progress you’ve made too.”

“Yeah, well, I ain't one to sit around and pat myself on the back.” he replied, but the tone was less defensive this time.

“Maybe you should start. You deserve it.” You said, shrugging. Your eyes meeting his.

He paused. “Maybe.”

“Katsuki. I'm proud of the improvement you made. You ain't much of an ass anymore.” You playfully nudged his shoulder.

He turned his gaze back to the horizon, the corners of his mouth twitching up. “You ain’t so bad yourself, ya know.”

You laughed, unable to help it. “Wow, are we exchanging compliments now?”

“Don’t get used to it.” he shot back, but there was a playful edge to his voice.

As the last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, Bakugo pulled a small container from his pocket. “Here. Brought snacks.”

Your eyes widened in surprise. “You brought snacks?”

“Yeah, what about it?” he replied, slightly defensive. “I can be thoughtful.”

You chuckled, taking the container and opening it to reveal homemade rice balls. “These look great! Did ya make these?”

“Don’t act so shocked,” he grumbled, a bit of pride creeping into his tone. “I can cook. t’s not a big deal.”

You took a bite, savoring the flavor. “This is delicious! You really should show off your cooking skills more often.”

“Yeah, well, don’t go tellin' everyone,” he said, smirking playfully. “I don't need everyone askin' me ta make them shit.”

As you both shared the snacks, the atmosphere felt warm and light. The banter flowed easily between you, and you found yourself laughing more than you had in a while.

A comfortable silence enveloped you both, the kind that spoke volumes. You knew that beneath his rough exterior, Bakugo had a heart that cared deeply, and you felt grateful to be someone he let in.

As the stars started coming out, twinkled overhead. You leaned a little closer to him, feeling content in the moment. Bakugo shifted slightly, his shoulder brushing against yours.

[alanisinstone]

domestic dad!bakugou that has a chubby wife 🥺

cw: slight nsfw, slight angst (microscopic levels), FLUFFF, mention of pregnancy, mention of children

a/n: hi friends, this is the first time i've posted in a while and hopefully not the last, i have lots of ideas that i wanna share. if ya'll have requests or any little blurbs, hit a girl up

So they have like 6 kids right, because bakugou cant keep his hands off of her. and he has so much love and admiration for her not only because of how amazing of a mother and wife she is, but for going through pregnancy and labor 6 fuckin times. and she bodies that shit like every time and comes out better, faster, and stronger. but after their 6th kid, they think its time to slow down because sir this is not a breeding farm (👀)

and so wife has never been thin per se, but after this 6th kid, she looks in the mirror sometimes and feels like a whale. she still loves herself, but all those years of not minding the baby weight, she starts to feel like she's put on a very noticeable amount. her first priority ofc is taking care of her babies but standing in front of the mirror and critiquing herself has become an increasingly time consuming addition to her day.

she spends less and less time busying herself with things outside of work like going out with friends or running errands, and spends more and more time in her and katsuki's bedroom trying on all of her clothes, lingerie, and checking all her angles in the mirror. and she hides it damn well because no one notices, not even kat's. she decides to take matters into her own hands and starts doing some more exercise than she usually does, going to the gym and going on runs with the stroller. But the more she does, it seems the more apparent it becomes to her that nothing is changing.

kat's first sign that something is up is when he finds her rummaging through his side of the closet looking for who knows what. babe what'r ya doin? he comes up behind her, arms wrapping around her waist, with a confused look. i'm lookin for some clothes to wear to lunch with the girls she mumbles out still sifting through his things. in my side? whats over here that cha need hon? he says nuzzling into her neck looking curiously at what she's picking out. i dont know i'm just looking for something she huffs, feeling frustrated and out of luck that as she suspected, none of his clothes are even remotely cute enough for the outing. okay baby, i'm gonna go run the kids to moms. he says giving her a quick peck on the cheek, unwrapping from her, and walking out of the closet. she spends a couple more minutes looking but ultimately finds nothing, and then she feels like shit so she ends up canceling on the girls.

kat's second sign is when she turns down an invitation to a hero event. it wasn't the annual hero gala, but it was a pretty big event with lots of top level heroes, big sponsors, and rich people in attendance. it peaked katsuki's suspicion because she never turned down a chance to dress up and go out with him, and her response was blunt. he kinda presses her like, babe you love galas, whats going on?? but she stands firm in that she does NOT want to go and that shes just kinda feeling icky postpartum. he reluctantly goes along with it, and the headlines are talking about his appearance without her for like a week. now hes kind of suspicious so hes keeping an extra close eye on her activity.

the third and final straw is when she abruptly disappears one saturday evening right before their scheduled date night. the kids were at their grandparents, and kats was busy in his office when he noticed the time, quickly getting up and going to go find her so they could talk about what they're wearing. babe? baby? he checked all around until he walked up stairs towards their room and heard faint sniffling through the door. He walks into the room cautiously but concerned, finds nothing, then follows the sound of her increasingly intense sobs. He slowly opens the closet door with a quiet baby? and sees her, cheeks streaked with tears, curled up in a ball on the floor, looking very distraught. Of course he still takes a small second to admire her beauty but then hes immediately on the floor with her arms moving her to his lap, hands coming up to her cute, tear-stricken face. honey whats wrong? what happened? he coos, trying to understand what could have possibly made her so upset.. and she just can't stand keeping it in any longer so she spills everything, saying how since the last baby she feels huge, and very unsexy, and that she knows he loves her but she doesn't feel like he wants her sexually anymore, and it seems like everyone in the world is so rude nowadays, and the skinny soccer moms look at her funny now, and the karens at the school seem to think shes apart of their group for some reason...

bakugou listens intently to every single thing she has to say but is also beating him self up fr for not catching any of this. he wouldn't hesitate to say that she is absolutely his rock and nothing less, but hes also supposed to be hers, and he feels like he failed at that. if he couldn't see that something was wrong and help her through it than what kind of husband is he? baby listen to me he whispers all of those scary thoughts bouncing around up there? he brushes her hair back out of her face its all just noise. you are the most beautiful, intelligent, kind, loving person that i ever have and ever will know. i admire you more than you'll ever understand. you make me a better man, you raise our kids so beautifully, with love and patience, and i guarantee you, everyone you come across knows that you are the kindest soul there is. and if theres someone fucking your shit up you know ill take care of it. you glow inside and out baby, you light up any room that you walk into. and ill be reminding you every day now since you can't seem to get it through your stubborn head.

shes not sobbing anymore but shes gazing into his eyes in awe of how she could possibly have locked him down. she closes the space between them, kissing him on the lips softly, pouring out all her love for him hoping it conveys what she can't seem to put into words. And he feels it washing over him; the sweet, soft, gentle but passionate love that they share being opened up like a pandora's box. it seeps into every corner of the house, every crevice of their bodies, and sparks with every touch and caress. he can smell it in the air and she can hear it ringing in her ears. its not visible in the way material things are but its even more present in every way, it takes up all space there is to take and grows and expands.

they're lost in eachother - in the love sticking to them like glitter. kats breaks away to make one more point and if you think im not attracted to you, you are horribly mistaken. and thats the least of it. im unhealthily obsessed with you babe. you are the only thing i see. you and your body is on my mind 90% of the day, and im constantly fighting a hard on. i can't even get it up to porn anymore. she hits him upside the head laughing. their bodies still and forever entangled in the love they've made.

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[tokito-dulya20]

CAUGHT

Tokito twins x reader

characters: Yuichiro Tokito (older twin), Muichiro Tokito (younger twin) (aged up to 20 or 21)  (the reader is female)

[THE ART BELOW IS NOT MINE!!!]

{This is my first fanfic so please don't judge me}

[if you see (f/b), it means favorite breathing style]

(NSFW smut) (WARNING!! unprotected sex,oral(fem. receiving),fingering,dom/sub,blindfolding,NSFW content,18+)

{Muichiro and Yuichiro Tokito are twins and the mist hashiras and are a shy,bisexual (f/b) hashira who starts to have feelings for the twins. Later at night, you started to finger yourself and eventually get caught by the twins}

You are the (f/b) hashira, and you usually do your usual duties as a hashira: killing demons and saving lives. But you do a few things for your free time: you walk in the Forest of the Waterfall of the Dancing Leaves and train there sometimes too because it’s calming there and it helps you concentrate on your breathing when you are training for your next hashira mission. and the secondly, talking to Yuichiro and Muichiro, the twin mist hashiras. 

You always found them adorable and very attractive (as they are obviously twins) even when you talk to them. But you start to have feelings for Yuichiro and Muichiro but you don’t show it around them because they’ll notice. They also do the usual hashira duties too and sometimes you invite them to spend time with you or train with them together. When you are around them, you start to have this “feeling” like you want to be together with the twins. 

After the three of you finished your own missions you and the twins started heading to your house and you,Yuichiro and Muichiro shared a house together. The twins had a room and you had a room next to theirs. As the twins were busy sort of arguing a little in their room, you were doing your “own thing”. 

You had nothing on but your haori and you started to move your finger down to where your wet cunt was and started to play with your clit, rubbing it in circles as you let out quiet,soft whimpers thinking about the twins. You continue to tease your clit, moving your finger down to your entrance and put your finger inside. As you move your finger in and out of your entrance,you let out soft moans making it as quiet as possible so the twins don’t hear you in the other room. You whimper and moan as you quicken the pace of your fingers until you reach your climax and still continue to please yourself down there, accidentally moaning a little loud while doing so.

Meanwhile the twins argue….

Y: What the fuck?!

M: Yuichiro, it’s not that big of a deal!

Y: Don't you dare pick a fight, you idiot

M: Idiot?! Who are YOU to call ME an idiot?!

Y: YOU were the the one that started that fucking shit!!

M: I didn’t mean to start that shit ok!! Just calm down ni-cha-

Yuichiro puts his finger to Muichiro’s lips to shush him because he heard some soft moans in the other room.

Y: Did you hear that?

M: Hear what ni-chan?

Y: I heard some moans in the other room

M: I-I think so… Should we check it out ni-chan?

Y: Yeah,we should check it out. Let's go

The twins go to see what the cause of those moaning noises were and once they open your bedroom door… they stood in the doorway and see you on your bed trying to hide your hands that are now covered in your cum.

Y: ...

M: ...So..Whatcha doin’?

Y/N:N-Nothing

You stammered, still covering your hands. Your voice shaky as you said this, and a blush across your face. They looked down at your hands, still caked in cum, and then back up at your face. 

Y: You sure about that?  He points to your hands.

M: You were thinking about us,were you?

You were blushing not knowing what to say after Muichiro said that. You told the twins you have feelings for the both of them and didn’t know how to express it. But they had hints you had feelings for them the WHOLE time. They smile softly.

Y: Hey y/n, it’s ok, Me and Muichiro can help you with that. If you’d like

The twins smirk devilishly but playfully. You blush intensely almost turning as red as a tomato

M: Awwww… Yuichiro look. Looks like someone’s looking a little excited.

As they walked towards you. Muichiro reached for your hand and held it gently as his fingers curled around yours. He pulls you gently towards him, and then kisses your hand. Then Yuichiro picked you up, and pinned you against the bed. Your body reacted strongly to his presence, and you felt a warmth spread from your core. It was a wonderful feeling. 

They stood there for what seemed an eternity, gazing at your body as it twitched and jerked a little. You could feel her pussy pulsing, and juice dripping from your cunt. Your body reacted strongly, and you felt your pussy become wetter and wetter as you cried out against the bedding. The twins moved down your body, and ran their hands over your wet cunt. You gasped at the touch of their fingers, so…soft, so…warm. 

M: Ni-chan, looks like someone was wet for us. Don’t you think?

Y: Indeed Muichiro, It looks like we have a very naughty girl. In our hands

They kiss you passionately for a few minutes until they intensify the kiss. They pull away only for Yuichiro to kiss your neck from behind and Muichiro to spread your legs for more access to your dripping wet cunt. As he starts to lick your pussy,sucking on your sensitive bud and putting his tongue inside your cunt, making you let out some soft moans and whimpers, you arch your back which gave Yuichiro more access to your neck to kiss, he kisses your neck leaving hickeys and then he bites your neck making you yelp in pain.

Then they switch and take turns pleasing you, causing you to whimper and moan louder. You beg them to let you cum but instead you say:

Y/N: I want you both to fuck me I want you to make me cum

They looked at each other and things took a bit of a turn when they put a blindfold on you. They look at you looking helpless and to them you look really cute. 

Y: It looks like punishment time for a slut like you 

They start removing their clothes,then put you between them,Yuichiro behind you and Muichiro in front of you,then they align their shafts with your cunt. You whimper a little. But without warning they thrust into your inner walls causing you to moan loudly in pain. They noticed that you were in tears when you felt them at the same time,so to relieve the pain the twins kissed your neck and thrust themselves inside you all the way. 

You couldn't help but feel a lot of pleasure when they thrusted in and out of you. You felt a similar knot in your stomach and you wanted to reach your climax and you begged and begged until they were about to reach their climax. And with one final thrust Muichiro and Yuichiro released into you while you reached your climax at the same time they did. You three were panting and breathing heavily from what just happened.

Y: Wow, that felt.. good

M: Yea, it did. Did you feel good y/n?

Y/N: Y-yea. It felt…amazing

Y: Let’s get cleaned up shall we?

You,Muichiro and Yuichiro clean yourselves up and get ready for bed. But before that, you ask them to sleep with you. Yuichiro and Muichiro cuddle next to you until you three fall asleep due to the warmth of one another.

[toruro]

[21:14]

pairing. l. chan x reader genre. smut (18+), requestw/c. 420+

a content sigh escapes chan's lips when he feels it—the wetness seeping through his thin sweats as you press down harder on the thick muscle of his thigh.

"shit, you're doin' so good for me," he murmurs, using a hand around neck to pull you down into a sloppy mess. your mouths slide at a haphazard pace against each other, your body jerking and bouncing every time your clit runs over the fabric in that way that makes your toes curl.

when your lips separate, your brows furrow as you desperately try to grind down harder, attempting to fabricate the feeling of his cock inside of you, 'cause fuck knows chan loves teasing you and you know you won't get to feel full for another hot minute.

"cha-channie," you whine anyways, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he'll give in and fuck you dumb like you want. not that he doesn't usually fuck you stupid, he just likes working you up to it—waits 'til you've cum so many times your vision is bleary and your mind is foggy before finally stuffing you with his fat cock. "please, can i—"

you cut yourself with a moan when chan brings his hands to your hips and pushes you down harder. "can you what, angel?" he coos mockingly, and your mouth hangs open in an attempt to speak but only soft groans and muffled squeaks come out.

chan watches you with dreamy eyes, helping you fuck yourself on his thigh by bouncing his leg up and down to meet your increasingly fervent swivel of your hips. you place your hands on his firm chest to steady yourself, and he circles one hand around your wrist, grounding you down.

"'m never washing these again," he mutters as your core comes down on him, staining his grey sweats 'til there's a darker spot in the center of his thigh.

you let out a breathy giggle, and you and chan grin together, lips meeting for another kiss as you mumble into his lips, "so gross channie." when he pulls away, he narrows his eyes at you teasingly.

"i'm not the one getting off from my thigh."

"fuck," you moan, letting your head fall to his shoulder. "'m sorry—feels so good."

chan chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against his bare chest, hiking his leg up even higher to make things easier for you as you bury your head in his neck.

"don't apologize, angel ... you're about to feel a whole lot better real soon ..."

[charmante-mp3]

Easier

-- Day 9; Stockings (Song Mingi x Fem!Reader)

The people called for Mingi, and so I deliver to you, Song Mingi. And yes, this is from my Kinktober prompt from last year- This is also halfway edited, ending might feel a little rushed? Idk I'll come back to this... maybe. - Kinktober ML Main ML Warnings; Fem-bodied reader, she/her pronouns, squirting, m! and f! oral receiving/giving, unprotected sex (only allowed in reading don't do irl!), thigh-riding/fucking, reader flashes Mingi on accident oops- 1.6k

Y/n looked herself up and down in the mirror, not knowing how she felt about the fabric adorning her legs. A few weeks back, she and her friends went shopping just before settling for drinks. A now monthly routine they had slowly accustomed to. On that night, when she was home the girl haphazardly threw the bags in a corner of her room. Only remembering the new items thirty minutes ago. She sat on her bed, pant less, with nothing but a cream colored sweater and a brand new pair of white stockings. Y/n had purchased many types of stockings in the past, ranging from boring long black socks to pink ones with bows adorning the edges. However, her plush thighs spilling over the top now occupied her thoughts. 

The bitter silence was the first thing Mingi noticed when he walked into the girls home. Usually, the TV was playing or maybe music but not one noise sounded through the house. Did she forget he was headed over? Mingi began to think she was gone and headed to lounge on her couch. He stopped mid-way hearing a loud sigh come from the hallway leading towards her room.

“Y/n, you here?” Mingi’s loud voice tore the girl away from her thoughts, completely forgetting entirely what she was just doing. 

“Yeah, I’m in my room,” She yelled back at him, his footsteps now making way towards her open door.

“Hey, what 'cha doin’?” Mingi’s head peaked in, his newly dyed platinum hair shining in the sun that peeked through her window. 

“I forgot about these new clothes I bought, for some reason I don’t know if I like these new socks,” She looked down at her legs with a confused glare in her eyes. Mingi’s eyes trailed down her figure, breath hitching at the white, lacy stockings. The lace at the top kept bunching together as her thighs pushed over the tight section that stopped mid thigh. Mingi’s hands bunched together as he quickly brought his eyes back to her face. Stopping the thoughts of his large hands gathering the soft skin. 

“I think they look fine,” He said after shamelessly clearing his throat. The poor girl was just as clueless as Mingi sometimes. Like in this situation, both are clueless to the effect they have on each other. Y/n’s new item flutters something in Mingi’s stomach and his complement makes way to hers. 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. They’re kind of itchy,” The girl lifted her leg to start removing the increasingly uncomfortable stockings. In this process, accidentally flashing the man in her room.

“Oh my god Y/n,” Mingi’s eyes flew shut at what he saw and the sudden air flow in her lower area reminded her, she wasn’t wearing and pants or underwear. 

“Mingi I’m so sorry,” Her legs flew down, a blush flushing her cheeks. In different circumstances she wouldn’t have minded, but this was an accident. There’s no telling how uncomfortable Mingi was right now. 

“Can I please say something, you can hate me, think I'm gross and everything but you have such a pretty pussy,” Mingi’s hands flew to his face, a fire building up his neck as he rambled. Those words dug a deeper pit into Y/n’s stomach. Mingi was always prone to complimenting the girl, it was his second nature, but those words took this situation a bit further. 

“You can get a better look if you’d like Mingi,” Her words came out barely above a whisper. Mingi’s eyes popped open, his pants growing increasingly tighter.

“I can?” He asked breathlessly. His hands grew clammy, his heart pounding at his chest. With a nod of her head and the slow opening of her legs, the tall male quickly walked over and dove down to her. He hovered over her face before dropping to her increasingly wet pussy, shoving his face into her, inhaling the sweet smell of her sex.

“Fuck,” Mingi growled, feeling pre-cum gather in his boxers. He couldn’t worry about that right now, all he wanted was a taste. 

“Can I taste you?” Mingi asked, his breath airing over her cunt. 

“Please,” She whined at the male, one of her hands flying to his hair as his lips came in contact with her clit. 

“Fuck me, Mingi!” His pace was relentless. Her high was coming embarrassingly fast with the way he sucked and rolled his tongue around her clit. The pleasure was numbing her thighs, unable to feel the forming bruises Mingi brought upon them. Cream coated Mingi’s tongue as she came, but he didn’t stop or slow down. She clenched around nothing when his tongue occasionally slipped inside, curling around and slipping out returning to the torture on her clit.

“Mingi!” She gasped at him, her high increasing even after just cumming. Her back arched, pushing Mingi away as a clear liquid coated his face. He let out a loud groan, grasping his clothed cock as she covered him in her essence. His once light grey tee now darkened around his neck, cum covering his face. Mingi looked down at the dazed girl, her breathing labored as she came down from her high. Y/n looked down to see Mingi palming himself and with that she weakly pushed herself up, which caught Mingi’s attention. 

“Wanna make you feel good,” She said, replacing his hands with her own. Her hands softly pulled at his sweats and Mingi lifted himself, allowing her to pull out his desperate cock. A pathetic whine left his lips as her thumb met the tip, running it along the slit and wiping away the pre-cum stuck to it. His head flew back as she slid her hand further and took him down her throat. Mingi was long just as he was thick, popping him from her mouth she allowed spit to fall from it. Using the spit to jerk the other half of him she couldn’t fit in her mouth. His hands found a refugee wrapped in her hair. His stomach clenched as her throat swallowed around him, his high growing near. His hips twitched as he filled her throat with cum, pushing himself farther down her throat in the process. Y/n pushed his thighs, his cock and cum flooding out with a grotesque gurgle. 

“Shit, I’m sorry.” Mingi rushed to the girl, but she grabbed his hands.

“Mingi I need you to fuck me, please,” Her voice was hoarse and it drove him crazy. 

“Keep those on,” He grunted in her ear. Her hands stopped fiddling with the long socks covering most of her plush thighs. Mingi then picked her up and flipped them around. Her bare cunt now flushed against his bare thigh. 

“Fuck yourself on it,” Mingi’s eyes met hers as he guided her hips around his thigh. He groaned at her slick coating his thigh, small mewls now left the girls throat as Mingi continued a slow pace. Then he tensed his thigh, pushing her further into him. 

“Mingi,” Y/n whined, she wanted more unfortunately Mingi wanted to see the girl fall apart one more time before she came on his cock. His lips came in contact with her neck, before deciding he was tired of her cute sweater. He pulled it off and in return she pulled at his while still grinding on his thigh. As she worked herself, Mingi removed his own shirt allowing her to run her fingers down his chest. The action caused him to shiver as her nails scratched his abdomen. Lips had now found their way back to her neck trailing down to her breast. As Mingi kneaded at one, his mouth enveloped the other one rolling his tongue around it just as he did to her clit moments before. 

“Mingi, i’mma cum again,” The girl above him cried, throwing her head back as she continually fucked herself on his large thigh. He could feel her wetness run down his leg and his cock was red and hard all over again from watching her use him. 

“Cum on my thigh baby, you’re doing so well for me,” His deep voice rang in her ears, she chanted his name like a mantra as she chased her next high. Her eyes rolled back and her body seized, cumming on the blonde male once again. Before she was able to regain a normal state, she was placed below Mingi. He had propped her waist on a pillow before pressing himself along her back. 

“You’ll tell me to stop if it hurts, right? I need words baby,” He voiced into her ear. 

“I will,” Y/n’s voice sounded almost gone as she spoke. It was raspy and shaky, Mingi wondered what she’d sound like once he was done filling her. Mingi rubbed his cock through her folds before slowly pushing into the girl. Y/n moaned as he stretched her out perfectly ruining her cunt for anyone else. 

“So full,” She moaned as Mingi bottomed her out. Mingi’s mind was in shambles trying not to move as she clenched around him, but he needed her to move first. It was only mere seconds before Y/n’s body wiggled back to him encouraging him to move. He held himself a little longer letting out a guttural moan he towered over her, watching her increasingly fuck herself on his cock. Mingi’s patience snapped as he grabbed the girl's wrist, pinning them above her as he roughly pounded his cock into her weeping pussy. Y/n could no longer form words, just loud moans as Mingi’s hand made his way to her swollen clit. The constant pleasure building in her stomach caused her to shake at her final orgasm. Her pussy pushed out Mingi’s cock and squirted once again, now coating the male's lower half. 

At this point, Mingi didn’t know if she could handle another one so he pushed her thighs together, using the previous liquids to fuck her soft thighs. Mingi came, his seed running down onto her plush covers and brand new stockings.

“Well, if it makes you feel better I don’t think you’ll be able to wear these stockings again,” -

[billysgun]

your girl

billy the kid x cowgirl!reader |requested!|Ciara is a childhood friend turned lover one drunken night...he lives with the consequence daily and now, with his eyes set on you, you do too.|

"how 'bout this one?" Ciara smiles, curls bouncing as she picks up an obviously rotten fruit

"mm, it looks ripe!" Billy smiles back at her as she lets out a soft laugh, placing the moldy fruit down as her painted nails skim the apples

"can 'ya check over there for some oranges, there in season" she purses her lips before pointing down ways way, he nods and passes through civilians before finding the citrus

well, not just the citrus.

your hair was out of the bun you usually kept it in, he knows because it's tucked under the cowboy hat you usually have cemented on when you ride.

he saw your horse when they walked in but he only prayed he'd be able to see you.

you're Jesse's sister. he's been riding with you since he can remember and also felt his heart race around you since he can remember

all this time and he's only stuttered a few words to you.

"sir, are you gonna buy that?" the cart owner asks and he shakes his head to get you out of it, flipping a coin to the owner as he takes the orange he'd been gripping for a few minutes.

he loves Ciara...but he doesn't love her.

they were friends until a drunken mistake and awoke no longer virgins and suddenly a couple.

he hates himself for it. taking her virginity when he had more whiskey than blood in him and now he pays the price with this relationship they never questioned.

he assumed the pet names and touches would stop after a few weeks, but then he heard from the townspeople that they were together.

he'd go up to her and tell her...but he feels too guilty. and now you're here and he can't think straight

"Hey Billy" your southern accent rings through his ears and he turns to see you, hand on your gunbelt and a smile on your lips. he can feel his face burn at the sight

"hey, Y/n. what 'cha doin' here?"

"gettin' food." you snort out the obvious and he shakes his head, feeling like an idiot around you

"I assume you doin' the same with your girl?" you tilt your hat toward Ciara.

even you knew about this.

"uh- yeah, I am- we are..." he corrects, staring at the sand beneath him as you let out a giggle that always makes him smile

"well, I'll see you back at the cabin" you grin before spinning on your boots and walking back toward your horse, he wants to punch himself...but when he turns to see an awaiting Ciara, he wants to punch himself even more.

"Billy!" she calls out, he makes his way toward her, but after he turns and gets one last look at you.

an: thank you for requesting! I already talked about this, but I'll reiterate it again...because billys character would 100% break it to Ciara that he doesn't love her, but because he took something irreplaceable from her and she loves him he just feels too guilty. and he's also a mess around y/n because he knows it's awful to feel the way he feels about you, but he can't help it. SO, that's why he might seem a little ooc!! <333 ilysm! <333

[cookie-crumblr]

The Smell of Smoke

Innocent F! Reader x M!Yandere Bully OC

Part 5~

His Info: 🖕✨

Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, name calling (bitch, slut, whore, ), BULLY, plot part(some backstory) a spoiler for TC, SA NOT BY ML, NON-CON oral on ml, force feeding alcohol, fighting, blood mentioned

Thick black leather covers your neck. A little padlock hangs from the buckle.

What the fuck is going on?

Of course you’ll try an avoid him!

Did Ace even have to ask!?

Something thumps somewhere outside your cell.

You try to cover yourself, but they didn’t give you any clothes.

Half of the gang is gone at the moment in some sort of fight, you couldn’t overhear much about it though.

There’s no way in hell you’re trying to get away, your leg is still casted up and pretty badly burned.

A thin door somewhere opens and then closes outside of your room.

“Hey Ace!” A guy says as you hear a hand-to-hand *smack*!

“Sup dude!”

“What cha doin’ ere?”

“Here to pick her up,” Ace answers them as their footfalls come closer.

“Oh? Man sounds like fun. I missed her train the other day, but oh well, plenty of whores, guess.” He shrugs and unlocks the door for the fluffy pink haired guy.

He walks you out to the connected parking garage without a word from either of you till you get into the car.

“Are you gonna get in trouble for helping me?”

“With who? Ezra? Hah!!” he laughs in earnest. “No, he raised me! after his mom ki—” his face drops, then he steels himself, “No! ya know what! He revoked his right to have secretes.”

“Wait wait, he raised you? How’d you turn out like the way you are? and not…”

“I’m sure he looks evil… I mean he’s never been like this with anyone. An I won’t try to say it’s right...”

“Why’s he doing it then?”

“I’ve never seen him with a vendetta quite like this. to be honest, i don’t know” He takes a long strained sigh before pulling out of the garage. “N-not saying there’s anything you could have done that would justify any of this! it just feels very… reveng-y”

“Whatever… Anyway, what was that about secretes? sorry-side tangents” You shrug in your seat.

“His mother murdered my parents”

Harsh knocking shakes your door practically off its hinges.

looking out the peephole you see, it’s not Ezra, but it’s still unfortunately a couple members of his gang you think.

“Sup. Boss’s gone f’today, we’re here t’escort ya around, an all that.” They look at you hungrily, sweeping over your still very much damaged form.

“A-are you??” You ask skeptically. “I-I’m just gonna… Get ready! … then.”

You go to close the door, and one of them smacks it open wider with his fist.

You jump. “Wh-what the—!?”

“Yeah. He said yur paying us fur our services” They step closer and closer. One strokes your hair, the other grabs you and bends you over them.

They take you to your class, still dirty and disheveled, but you make it on time.

After class they don’t come to pick you up. Which you think is odd, but you don’t question it, feeling a lot better off without them.

At the end of the school day you’re hopping down the street, sticky and hot, trying to get home.

“Hey, slut, ya miss me?” You hear Ezra call out to you, something stirs deep within you…

You sigh out, there’s no way you’re getting away from him right now, being on crutches and all. You give him a weak, defeated smile.

“Get in.” he practically snarls at you.

You do, without any assistance. It hurts all over by the time you’re sitting.

“You reek! t’fuck happened t’ya!?”

Sheer embarrassment turns swiftly into tears bubbling in the bottom lids of your eyes. “You should know—It was y-your guys!”

“My guys?” his lip turns up in disgust.

“Yes! they c-came first thing in the morning, said they’d pr-protect me—” your sobbing a little from exacerbation, “Th-then they—”

“What’d they look like?” His voice sits completely level, but it’s much deeper now.

You explain their appearance as best as you remember. He pulls away from the curb as soon as you get half way through.

“They ain’t my guys.”

“Stay here.” Ezra jumps out of the car and rushes the front door. Your little heart is beating so loud and hard in your chest now. Somethings really, really wrong.

You scooch down lower in your chair.

One of the guys from earlier opens the door… You see Ezra immediately grab him and slam his face down into his knee.

The guy yells loud, blood pours from his nose.

Ezra throws him to the lawn and reaches into the darkened doorway to grab the second guy and throw him as well.

He stomps on him once before kicking him a few times in the ribs.

The other guy is still reeling on the ground.

Ezra leans down over the man now and punches him repeatedly in the head and face.

Finally standing, the first guy goes to pull Ezra off his friend. Ezra’s attention is now on him, there’s blood splattered on his face, and dripping onto his shirt.

You look away, shivering, and hold your ears, your eyes are wide.

You consider running, again forgetting your damn leg.

“F-Fuck!” You punch the door of the car.

It feels like hours later he comes back to the car, the bandages on his knuckles are torn and blood soaked.

“thanks f’tellin me” He slides a wet finger up your jaw.

He throws your face roughly, before undoing his pants and grabbing you again.

“Open up, bitch,” he shoves your head down and grinds into your face. You shake your head no, and clench your jaw. “If you don’t take this fucking cock into your whore mouth—”

“Okay! okay! okayy, please! just sto-opp” You sob and put your lips to his hot, spongey tip.

Heat spreads between your legs at a frustrating pace.

“Nah, nah, bitch, this ain’t it” he chuckles.

His hand digs into your scalp and grips tightly. He forces you all the way down his shaft, nose against his thigh once again.

Your throat contracts painfully as you try and breathe.

He keeps you there, giving and taking your air at his own whim all over again the entire way home.

Once there, you’re apparently too slow to grab your things, so he grabs your bag and helps you with your crutches.

Again he tries to speed ahead of you and he sighs in frustration when you still aren’t fast enough.

He comes back to sling you over his shoulder with one arm and your crutches in the other.

You cling to his shirt, scared of having anymore pain than you’re already in.

“Have you not taken any meds yet?” He opens the door to your dorm.

“I was going to when i got home…” You say, your voice is hoarse, and quiet.

He finds the meds in your bag, after forcing you to sit. He then goes to your fridge and finds some of your roommates boxed wine.

He pours some wine into his mouth and drops in a couple pills, then brings his lips down to yours and forced the alcohol into your mouth.

It rushes in so fast you’re forced to swallow! The alcohol tastes terrible and feels so hot as it goes down. You push him away after he makes sure you gulped everything down.

He takes the container of wine and sips more, before repeating the process with you.

His hand finds your mound with ease, and he starts to rub you through your panties as you swallow more of the hot fluid.

You’re dizzy and panting already and when you try and push him away now, it’s sluggish with no power, as if you’re dreaming.

A weird buzz fills your head, you think you must be cross eyed when he pulls away.

“Hah, you’re such a lightweight!” His words float into your mind, vision spinning and blurry.

You yelp as he slaps your cunt with the back of his hand.

He takes a large gulp of the wine, before picking you back up.

It hardly feels different than being on the bed, you’re rapidly spinning regardless of where in space you are.

You can’t help giggling as he takes your clothes off, he keeps brushing over ticklish spots everywhere! Everything feels so silly right now, even your ribs tickle as you try and breathe!

He puts you in the tub with some hot water.

You suddenly stop laughing though, while he’s holding your casted leg up out of the water for you… It’s a strangely sweet gesture from him.

“‘ll this help?” he’s looking away as if trying to be polite while he asks.

You wash as quickly as possible.

Ezra dries you off and carries you to bed. He sets you in his lap and holds your chin to face him. His lips tickle yours as he just barely touches them.

You’re still dizzy, and the world is still fuzzy, making it hard to think.

His kiss gets rougher as the seconds pass, eventually he’s biting you, and sinking his teeth into your shoulder, leaving dark bruises in his wake.

His hand finds your tit, he runs his fingers over your pert bud. His other moves to your sore scalp.

“I want to tear you apart, Y/N,” he whispers against your neck in a gruff, rumbling voice.

You can’t do anything but whine, “What-” He pulls your head back forcefully, it hurts your neck, and causes you to cough.

As he kisses you, his hand slowly glides up your chest to your throat, pressing traveling dents into you’re flesh all along the way. you moan into him.

“I can’t wait to fucking destroy you,”

Your head tilts back practically welcoming his touch on its own. You couldn’t fight to keep it upright against the alcohol combined with the spreading warmth.

“You‘re too numb for me righ’now.” He throws you aside, though he stays close to you in the bed. “I want you to feel everything I give you.”

[wariolandthepipdimension]

DAY 5 ~~ A SHIP

hello extremely tiny circle of lemoncino shippers

look at my cookie yaoi boy

i added this prompt simply as an excuse to draw my bois doin a kith

i haven't drawn peperoncino as a human in a long time and never have i posted anything related to "humanized" lemon to the public besides in gacha life 2 edits

h. lots of headcanons and extra info below the cut because i love these boys. uhh there's also a slightly nsfw hc too but i added a warning

when i was drawing this i was trying to draw lemon's jacket but it turns out the outline color is the same as his hair so i had to invert it to get it correct but i liked the color so i kept it

the reason why peperoncino is in a wheelchair is unfortunately not because of lemon (i wish it was) but because of something too graphic to talk about on this post. long story short is he got torn in half by two pieces of metal in the ocean and survived three more hours before being found by lemon. i have a more in-depth explanation on a different post in the ship tag

apparently one of my hcs for lemon is he's a sentient robot so in the drawing he has a data panel on the back so in his cookie form other cookies could check in on him but because of the whole electricity becoming too dangerous and everyone becomes scared of him thing he was. kinda neglected by the scientists

another hc related to the previous one. orange wated to take a mechanics class once she found out that lemon was a robot because she didn't wanna see him deteriorate but lemon told her he was fine on his own

i would like to talk more about lemon but this isn't about him. boowomp.mp3

so a couple of headcanons about lemon and peperoncino's relationship. uh. so lemon and peperoncino spent a lot of time together in the hospital but during the first couple days peperoncino couldn't speak any comprehensible words because he was so tired but lemon magically knew what he was trying to explain to him and since lemon treated him so nicely and understood him he started to get really comfy around him and then lemon noticed that and started to have feelings for him but repressed them because he would probably just lose him (peperoncino felt the same and he repressed his attraction too)

usually both parties don't like speaking to others or physical touch but they just now reserve it for one another

sorry for headcanon dumping about lemon on a peperoncino post but i prommy this is relevant to the ship. so about orange using lemon to "recharge." how that works is orange just hugs lemon for a prolonged amount of time (which lemon does not like because of the previously stated headcanon) which kinda transfers energy from him to the other cookie which tires lemon out.

so what lemon does is he plugs himself in (there's a special charging port in between his legs where a reproductive organ would usually be) and when he rests he only puts himself on sleep mode (not completely shutting down because the energy transfer system won't work that way) and hugs peperoncino. triple win situation because he doesn't tire himself out while charging his bf and all the while he gets to cuddle with him :D!!!!!!!

(nsfw) uhhh do you think peperoncino ever stuck his fingers into the cha- *gets sent to the backrooms* but yeah. the charging port is really sensitive and it's possible for lemon to be at the stripped club. straight up "jorking it". and by "it"? haha well. lets justr say. his chargign port

tsunku ♂️ forbid lemon finds out peperoncino gets flustered easily because y'all know he's gonna use it to his advantage (spoiler alert: he did in fact find out)

uhhhh those are all of my headcanons for now uhhhhh gets in my clown car and speeds away and drifts and

[supercap2319]

Archie had his eyes shut tight and his head was thrown back as he squirmed in pleasure in the jalopy. How Y/N is using his mouth on him... Down there. How good it feels to have something warm and wet on his aching manhood.

Uncle Frank and Hal Cooper were still convinced that Archie and Y/N weren't having any sort of interactions with each other anymore. That all their 'bent' thoughts were gone. If only they could witness what was happening in the garage. Y/N giving Archie a fellatio in his car. The ginger boy ran his fingers through his hair and tugged hard as he started to thrust his hips into his mouth.

"Holy Moly, Y/N! You sure know what you're doin', don't cha?" Archie moaned as Y/N sucked harder and faster.

[cactusracoon]

Dick: Hey Jay gave u seen Tim? I need to ask him about a case.

Jason: I haven't seen Timbo in a while, maybe he's in his room or something

Dick: Nope checked there and the batcave and all his usual hiding places

Tim: *Is asleep in the cabinet above the above the fridge*

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Jason: whose hoodie is that Timmers?

Tim looking down at the hoodie that is 3 sizes to big for him: mine 😁

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Tim: *says the most out stupid and out of line plan he can think of*

The whole Batfam: WTF NO WERE NOT DOUNG THAT

Tim: 😠🥺

Batfam: OMG FINE

The plan works

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At a JL meeting

Superman: *talking about JL stuff*

Red Robin: *is high off his ass thinking about giraffes* 😮

Superman: Red Robin anything to add?

JL: *all looking at him*

Red Robin: huh. What?

Superman: Were you NO listening this whole time?

Red Robin: I was totally listening yeah 😬👍

Batman looking Red Robin in the eyes: are you high right now?

Red Robin: No 🤪

JL: WTF

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Dick: what cha doin?

Tim not looking up from his cross stitch: Did you just quote Phineas and Ferb?

Dick: No. wait are u doing cross stitch? 🤨

Tim not stopping: No what are you talking about? 😒

Dick: I can see you doing it right now

Tim putting it under the table: I'm not doing anything right now what are you talking about?

Dick: I give up! I'm not letting you gaslight me today!

Tim: *Snickering under his breath*

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