#who volunteered? /j

[connorsnothereeither]

Every day I come a little bit closer to salvaging the Lost Cantripped Special™️

And every day I stray further from God /j

[rhetoricalrogue]

Help, I can’t stop creating characters that I will more than likely never use.

[kimiscryingpplrdying]

Today, I got stuck watching a kid who is old enough to entertain themselves but refuses to. that was SO MUCH fun. I am in such a bad mood and super exhausted

[stoopidpigeonxx]

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚ 𝑶 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏. ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆

CAPTAIN CURLY SMUT HEADCANNONS !! NSFW under the cut. MDNI.

(These are all completely random, not tied to any prompt. I just want more stuff about this guy cuz I love him) Fandom/characters: Mouthwashing, Captain Curly, other characters briefly mentioned.

Content warning: Smut (obviously), p in v, curlys packing, title kink, thigh-riding, face-sitting, size difference, manhandling, reader is AFAB, creampie, multiple rounds, riding, cursing, J*mmy.

-He's a grower, not a shower.

I firmly believe Curly is a distinguished gentleman, unlike J*mmy who would most likely brag about how big he is and end up only being like, 5 or 6 inches. Curly, however, will not mention his size until you see it for yourself. And when he sees your face, he panics. "Oh-shit, uh- i-is it gonna be too big for you? It's okay if it is, I should've warned you.."

He's four inches soft, uncut. I think he keeps himself decently groomed. He's not completely bare, but it isn't a forest. He's got a little v-line that's only visible when he wears sweatpants that you go absolutely feral over. When he gets hard, whoo boy. 9 inches, throbbing. He's got a cute little vein near his tip that you like to attack when you're sucking him off because it makes his thighs shake. He's got a little bit of a mushroom tip, maybe more rounded. Perfect for hitting all those good spots inside you. In short, he's big. (he tucks it, that's why he doesn't have a bulge in his sprites. Also I'm sorry trans-Curly headcannon people ;-;)

-"Need a seat? I'll volunteer."

VEEEEEERRRYYY into face-sitting. Very. Like, the first thing he wants when you guys get freaky is for you to sit on his face. He's not exactly sure why he likes it, to be honest, he just loves the feeling of you absolutely lose yourself on his tongue. He isn't worried about suffocating or anything, since he's a lot bigger than you, so don't be afraid to ride his face! he can handle it! But seriously, use this guy as a seat. He'd give you a few licks up your slit at first to warm you up (again, gentleman) before going for your clit. And when he gets it, he sucks. Hard. He'd also probably sneak a finger or two inside you to add extra stimulation, because he really wants you to come on his face. He desperately yearns for the sound of you screaming his name as your juices cover his face and tongue, letting you ride your orgasm out before lifting you off his face and setting you down. "Alright, sweet-stuff, my turn. On your knees, please."

-Save a Polle, ride his big ass thighs.

So... we've all seen his sprite. He's thick as fuck. He's got a booty and bigger tits than me. But he also has deliciously large thighs.. so use that to your advantage, because he's totally down with it. He likes using it as foreplay to get you wet enough to take him, and he just likes the feeling. He'll probably give himself a hand while you're doing it, or he'll just watch and leave the touching to you.

He isn't much for public sex, but if you're really horny, he'll let you get high on his thigh over his uniform and gently praise you when you come. It gives him a little buzz to be doing something like that in a risky situation, like while he's in the cockpit sitting at the control panel, or even in the commons of the ship with Daisuke in a few rooms away. When you do come, which isn't that long after, he'll kiss you all over your face and head and twirl your hair in his fingers, using his other hand to rub your ass or back.

"There you go, sweetheart, that's a good girl. Good job."

-Sir yes sir.

I know, I know. He gets called 'Captain' and 'Sir' for his job. But if its coming from you when he's balls deep in you.. It's an entirely different reaction.

"D-did.. you just call me- mgh..- Captain?"

It makes him ferociously horny to hear that title slip from your lips, so pray you'll still walk tomorrow. "Ooh, fuck, yeahhh. Call me that again, baby. Call me that again.. Uh-huh. Captain takin' care of this pretty lil' pussy, huh.."

He doesn't dirty talk that explicitly, but you calling him captain gets his creative juices flowing. Oh, also his come. Yeah..

Its also perfect teasing material. You two couldn't even be getting it on, you'd just sneak up behind him and kiss him on the cheek and say "Morning, Captain!" In that tone you know drives him wild. Boom, hard. Poor guy.

-Yeehaw!

favorite position? Cowgirl. For many reasons. One, he loves looking at your face while you ride his cock. The noises, the facial expressions you make, the way your tits bounce up and down with your hips.. He wishes it was a renaissance painting to look at every morning. He also just likes being able to hold you easily. When you're on his lap, its easier for him to snake a hand up and hold your hair out of your face, or to give your ass gentle love taps (he would never spank you, unless asked to). He's a very hands-on guy and wants to touch you, everywhere he can.

Of course, he doesn't mind the occasional doggy, or missionary, or hell, even a Full Nelson, because you KNOW he's able to hold you like that. Manhandling comes naturally with Curly. Gently, of course. He would never hurt you.

-Gets a little messy.

Curly's no one pump chump. He'll go for hours. Even if he's came inside you at least five times, he'll keep going. He's got hella impressive stamina. His motivation? Seeing your cunt leaking his seed when he pulls out. He wants you to still find it in your underwear 3 days later. No hole goes unfilled. He's not exactly a breeder, per-say, though he definitely wouldn't complain about getting you pregnant, he just likes seeing you in a state. He thinks of it as artwork, leaving you so stuffed to the brim. The next day, he'd pull you aside and give you a quick finger-orgasm, just to see if his come's still in there. When it leaks onto his fingers along with your own, he's a very happy man. "Ahh, look at that. Still got it in ya. Should fill you up even more later, hm?"

oof. my hands hurt. ;-;

[nuzipilled]

human au ive been cooking up with @kylelily123abc4. on our bullshit as usual lol. tessa and thad still to come (old image, will be updated as info does)

slice of life/college scenario where J, V and N are decommissioned marines that were severely traumatized/disabled overseas. Uzi is an engineering undergrad who works at the hospital they’re put into inpatient care at for volunteer hours. Cyn is an active duty UAV pilot (title since changed to captain) and doll/lizzy are uzi’s classmates. Not super fleshed out but its comin along. (yes tessa is alive, she is a surgeon who flies across the world to take care of her friends, especially J because surely that is the most normal and straight thing a woman can do for another woman)

[obxsummer]

P4L // JJ Maybank

pairing: jj maybank x reader

summary: aka the season 4 ending the audience and pogues deserved.

warnings: S4P2 SPOILERS

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Morocco was proving to be one hell of a challenge for all of you. Every corner had more of your friends pulling off to play defense or act as a distraction. Pope, Kiara, and Cleo had left in an attempt to hold off the mercenary crew, leaving you, JJ, and Rafe to finish the mission and find the crown.

With Rafe out on the option to climb, JJ had volunteered which left you all in the current situation. JJ was trying to pull himself up on the stone statue as wind and sand whipped at your faces. 

“Be careful!” You yelled up to him, hoping your voice wouldn’t get carried away before it reached him.

You’d been so heartbroken for JJ over the past few weeks - from losing Poguelandia, finding out Luke wasn’t his dad, all the shit with the gold and Enduro… you could really use a win. JJ deserved a win more than anything. 

“Shit, here they come,” Rafe spoke up as he caught sight of the mercenaries who were catching up. “Stay here! I’ll go down and buy us some time.”

“Rafe, no!” You tried to ignore the pit of fear in your stomach but it was grabbing you tighter than you had ever felt before. “They’ll kill you!”

Rafe shook his head. “I’m a killer too! Got nothing to lose!”

Your face contorted into an odd expression at his response before you let him go and turned your attention back to JJ. He was getting closer and closer to the top but you knew he had no clue what to look for.

“JJ, hurry!” You coughed around the sand in your throat and walked closer to see him better.

After a moment, you could hear him cheer in excitement. “Yeah, baby! We did it!”

You tucked your head down as a particularly strong blast nearly knocked you off your feet. You could barely make out his figure in the storm around you as he stumbled his way toward you. “JJ! We gotta get out of here!”

 “I’m good, I’m good!” He reassured as he got closer. “I’m great, actually.”

He shifted the scarf around his neck to reveal the crown, the Blue Crown, that you guys had risked your lives to get here in search of. 

“Oh my God,” You gasped before cheering in excitement. “Do you know what this means?”

JJ pulled the headwrap off to see you better, his hands moving the crown closer so you could hold it yourself. “We’re getting it back. We’re getting our home back.”

The celebrating was cut short as JJ caught sight of something behind you before shoving the show of you out of the way. A gunshot rang out seconds later, warning enough that the two of you needed to keep moving. 

“Go, go, go. I’ve got ya!” JJ’s hand wrapped itself into yours as he took the lead, weaving the two of you through tunnels and structures before you could even blink. The storm was starting to die down, the wind and sand slowing as you guys moved deeper into the town. 

Your run was cut short as JJ slammed on the brakes and you ran into his back. “J?” You asked, confused before you caught sight of the person in front of him.

Chandler Groff had caused JJ so much pain in the few weeks your group had come to know him. From disowning him as a baby, to almost killing him, and the constant manipulation, you were beginning to wonder if Luke was the lesser of the two evils. Life had been so unkind to JJ and you refused to let this man take anything else from him. 

Groff gave the two of you a wicked smile. His knife gleamed against the sunshine, the reflection coasting your eyes as you realized you were defenseless. He moved the blade closer in your direction. “You know what I want.”

JJ’s grip on your hand tightened. There’s a lot of things he would do if you weren’t here, but you were, and that meant you were his top priority.

“And if we don’t?” You tilted your head, mockingly. It was two against one here, even if he had a shitty knife.

“Then I’ll kill you both and leave your friends to find you in bits and pieces.”

You squeezed JJ’s hand twice, a silent signal that you were ready if he was. “Yeah, not happening.”

The two of you moved in tandem, your leg kicking up to knock the knife from his grip and JJ pouncing forward to pin his so-called father against the stone wall with an aggressiveness you hadn’t seen before. 

Groff groaned as his head slammed into the rough surface, eyes struggling to refocus. JJ leaned closer, his forearm pressing against the man’s throat harder. “Don’t you ever threaten her again, ya hear me?”

When Groff didn’t answer, JJ applied more force, relishing in the way the man groaned in pain. “You’ll regret ever crossing me.”

JJ wasn’t risking it and pulled back before slamming Chandler’s head back, effectively knocking the man unconscious. “Hard pass,” The blond teen spat, giving the man a hefty punch to the head to drive his point home. 

“You okay?” You asked quietly as JJ stared at the form of the man who he was beginning to trust. 

He twitched at the question before taking a deep breath. “Yeah, yeah.” His hand reached back to you, waiting for you to grab on. “Let’s go find our friends and get the hell out of here, yeah?”

You took his offer, kissing him softly before nodding in agreement. “Let’s do it.”

And the two of you ran off, leaving Chandler Groff to bleed out on his own, taking the karma he deserved with him to the grave. You had a treasure to celebrate.

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a/n: fuck u obx writers and goodbye.

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[lesbianfakir]

CAUTIONARY TALE: if you ever find yourself thinking ‘well I’m smart and if I click the RIGHT download link on this page I won’t get a virus’ that is the devil do not listen to him!!!!

DOWNLOADED A VIRUS TO MY PC AND HAVE TO RESET IT BUT IT WONT LET ME RESET FUCK MY STUPID BAKA LIFE

[verxca]

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[ j. todd ] ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ ୨ ♡ ୧ ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

── . ✦ in which you and jason are relaxing one cold evening, and you start to get emotional over his faded childhood memories.

“Man, look at me back then. So young n’ naive. Thought I could save the world one punch at a time." Jason remarks, shifting slightly on the red leather couch you two were seated on. One of this arms was draped over your shoulder in a protective manner, leaning in closer after every flip.

The photo book you held diligently in hand was very old, containing numerous sheets. The laminated paper itself held a number of memories from the past, in fact all of Jason in his younger years. Robin, Boy Wonder— The countless names he was given reflected the bright white smile he ported in almost every snapshot.

You turn to the next page, ever so slightly relaxing your head onto your lover’s shoulder. “Hah- Look at that one.” His calloused hand reaches forward, pointing at another prime moment of him in his costume, smiling brightly with his signature black mask on, striking a funny pose for the camera. On Jason’s side of things, all of the memories were of course bound to come back; his time as Robin - the training, the adventures, the pain. He lets out low chuckle, leaning towards the side to press a soft kiss onto your temple.

You softly traced your thumb over the photo; a moment captured forever in time, still initiating a reaction in his peers after all these years. Jay just looked so… innocent. You couldn’t even put the sentiment into words— ‘nostalgia’ would be too generous. It was more of an appreciation - a longing.

You loved him now, which meant that you loved all of him. Present, future, and even past.

It wasn’t just the sympathy you held, but also the mere knowledge about what happend in the years to come which fueled this depressing feeling. His death, of course… what kind of a monster would kill somebody as kind as this? A young boy full of hopes and dreams?

Jason was reluctant to tell you his murder’s name. He had never let it slip, and probably wouldn’t in the following months to come for the record. It was a burden too heavy to carry, and you understood that. A strong gust of cold winter snow hit the window from behind, a subtle reminder of the comfort currently held inside your place.

Sniffling, you gently grab onto the sheet, turning the page once more. Another colourful photo appeared; Jason on his 13th birthday, in the batcave standing next to the big man himself. “Babe- Are you…?”

A tear struck the paper, and it was only then that you realized you’d been crying.

Jason’s heart just shattered as a soft cry audibly escaped your lips, quickly prompting him to nuzzle impossibly close to plant another kiss onto your head. He let go of the book with his other hand, instead placing it on your knee in a comforting manner.

“Oh- Hon’…”

Embarrassed, you bring a hand up to cover your mouth and part of your nose. You didn’t cry too often— In fact, you were usually the one here to support Jay when he was upset, injured, or having another horrid nightmare. It was even odd for him to see you break down like this, all over some family photos that he’d volunteered to show you… The mere realization made his heart swell with love and slight regret.

You hiccup on your own breath, looking back down at the collage now held with one hand. “You- Y’were just so small- ” You manage to croak out, sniffling with a now quivering lip. “Yeah, I was a scrawny little shit back then. He worked me hard, but it made me who I am today." Jason attempted to lighten the mood, his advance quickly reciprocated by a recognizing smile and a shy nod on your part.

You glance over at the image once more; his eyes, his hair, that god forsaken smile… It just made you break even more, and it didn’t take Jason long to realize. He leaned forward, taking the photo album from your hand to close and to gently place on the counter.

“M’ sorry, babe- I-” You adjust your position as he leans back down, still wiping your tears with slightly shaky hands, choking on your own breath every time another small cry left your lips. Jason just paused for a moment, admiring you. His girlfriend. Crying over his own childhood photos. Now, this— this was the type of love and intimacy he’d always been craving for.

Jason leans forward, capturing your body in a tight embrace. On instinct you move up to his lap, wrapping your arms loosely around the back of his neck.

“Y’know, as much as I love that version of me, I wouldn't trade who I am now for anything. Because it led me to you."

You nod into him, showing you were listening, and he kisses your hair. The words - the photos - they may all have been hard to hear and see, but it was all in the grand a testimony to your love. That much was clear to the both of you now.

“I love you, Jay.”

“I love you too. More than’ anything.”

He murmurs in response, pressing another needed kiss to your forehead before burying his head back into your hair, inhaling the comforting and familiar scent. He knew he wasn’t the easiest person to love; with his past, and his many walls. But Jason realized now that you saw him, all of him, and you still chose to love him anyway. It was both terrifying and beautiful.

[sheepwavehdg]

HDG Story recs: completed stories over 10k words

When a story isn't updating anymore, it can easily be forgotten. Here's ten I can think of that deserve more attention, that I haven't previously highlighted.

Weeklong stay at the J-cafe by PyxxieStyxx: a second person fic about "you" taking a break from it all for a week long drug trip. One of the coziest stories in the entire setting.

Brozenhiemer by tsunmene: an extremely funny story of an affini bumblingly trying to domesticate an absolute chad of a clueless stoner surfer bro.

Affini Domestication Guide by witch_freya: a freak accident gives a human the spark of an affini inside her, and the other affini looking over her happens to be a massive sub...

One Good Morning by maridb: a second person fic where you, an overstressed scientist, wake up in the grasp of an affini colleague who has kidnapped you.

Terrans are adorable by immaterial_vivi: a volunteer helps with a demonstration on how to drug humans correctly.

In sleep we fell by fluxom: a truly apathetic human doesn't care they're getting domesticated. A classic of body transformation and pet regression in HDG

Wild and Domestic by moonchild: two butch women, one independent and one floret, start dating, and the floret's owner can't help but get... Ideas.

Sycanthe Lantana First Bloom by Sheepwave(me): an affini POV romcom fic about an extremely autistic and slightly dumb fail plant with a severe savior complex, and her beloved pet human, Lauren.

I put a spell on you by Mindcrank: a very jaded and suspicious woman ends up catching the eye of an affini and swiftly pulled into her orbit. Notably includes oviposition kink.

Cross Pollination by preistessamy: a sweet polyamorous romance about two affini and two humans trying to put on a program where they pretend to be florets and owners. It doesn't stay pretend, shockingly.

[facefullofsadness]

May i request a bbangsaz mommy kink and degredation fic? With hanni as the top minji's too nice. Maybe a sprinkling of bondage? 🗣

sorry this one took so long, it was sitting in my head for a while. hope you enjoy it anon!

content - popular meangirls!bbangsaz x student!reader (high school!au), smut (threesome, mommy kink, degradation, slight bondage, loss of virginity, cunnilingus, fingering, forced public sex, edging)

wc - 1857

a/n - had to delve deep into my writer headspace to try and think of how to write this bc nwjns girlies are my SWEET BABIES! but but I can find my own way to write it, I'm just so cool like that ;)

kim minji and pham hanni, resident popular girls of the school.

conjoined at the hip and strutting through the hallways like it's their own personal runway. these two were known to actually be really nice and generous, volunteering together around the school and yelling at bullies that would corner defenseless students.

that's what you had heard anyway. so, it came as a total shock and surprise that they were the ones cornering you, a defenseless student in an empty classroom. the three of you were assigned to be groupmates for a project, but they were too lazy to carry their end of the work load. and instead of sucking up to just finish it, they threatened you to do it!

"c'mon y/n-ie, just do it and nothing bad will happen, I promise!" hanni was always known to be a sweet talker, even as she has her hands pinning your shoulders against the wall, pressing hard enough it hurt.

her voice dripped with honey but her actions stung like the queen bee she was. minji watched quietly behind her, the taller girl's arms crossed and humming through a pleased smirk that rest on her lips.

"j-just let me go! I-I'll do the work, but just let me go..." you plead with the shorter girl who you felt so small against, your hands clutching at her blazer.

"mm, I don't know now, I'm having some fun with you. what about you minji? what do you think?" hanni's sweet voice masked with malice.

"she's too cute to let go of right now, I agree," the long dark haired girl says simply, walking up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "we can teach her a thing or two, bet she's a virgin."

the soft evil giggles from the other girl fill the empty room, "looks it! but she seems like such a whore. I mean why is her skirt so short? just asking to be taught a lesson. and her tits are practically spilling out! it only makes sense for us to do something about this."

it wasn't your fault your assets were busty and voluptuous that the school issued uniforms didn't fit properly, but to hanni and minji, it only fueled them on to punish you for how you slutted yourself out for the whole school to see!

hanni tearing your blazer off and ripping your shirt open, the buttons flying everywhere around the classroom. you felt as her hands flew up to trail your bare sides and slip under your bra, cupping your sensitive breasts.

"no! stop!" you whine desperately under the mean girl's touch.

"play nice hanni," minji calls from behind the girl.

the former rolls her eyes and scoffs, "oh please, you were the one that said you wanted to teach her something."

the latter sighs, "yeah, but a pretty girl hasn't asked us to stop before, feels a little wrong."

you shut your eyes closed at the feeling of hanni's thumbs rolling against your nipples as the two continue to talk, "she'll start to enjoy it soon, don't worry, they always do."

"isn't that right? you're just a doll for us to play with, aren't you?" she whispers lowly into your ear.

"not when you talk to her like that geez," minji comments again, hearing her voice get closer to the opposite side hanni was on.

you feel the tall girl's lips trail the side of your neck, leaving gentle kisses against it. you resist the urge to moan out at the feeling.

"ugh, I'm too impatient," hanni states before flipping your body over and pressing your front against the wall.

you feel her hands trail up your thighs and grope your ass.

you hear a genuine gasp followed by a sinister chuckle, "are you actually just a slut y/n? why are you just wearing underwear? did you want us to fuck you?"

her fingers trail across your slit through your panties.

"and you're fucking soaked! you're into this shit, aren't you? who would've thought such a studious goody two shoes virgin like you would be dripping at being treated like a whore by two popular girls! how intriguing!"

you whimper at her words and teeth nipping at your ear, hands on your thighs, pressing her front against yours and pinning you painfully against the wall.

"hanni please..." you plead out for nothing in particular.

it felt so wrong that you wanted her to stop, but it felt so good that you couldn't tell her to.

"hm? what was that? please what y/n? use your words," her digit presses against your hole while her thumb rubs your clit agonizingly through the thin and damp material.

"I-I'm... I can't, I don't..." you ramble, not knowing to say due to your dilemma.

"hmph, listen," you feel the girl's hot breath hit your neck as her mouth trails up until she's whispering in your ear, "I'll give in to what you want, what I know you want. my pretty little doll just has to call me mommy and I'll grant all your little dirty sinful wishes."

the smile you feel on your skin sends chills down your spine. how did it escalate to this?

"I..."

"y/n-ie, do yourself a favor and listen to hanni, it won't end very well for you if you don't, unfortunately," minji interrupts your thoughts.

"see? you know me so well!" the mentioned girl says, hearing her smile in her voice.

"I'm just looking out for the poor girl," she states with a pout.

"oh boohoo minji, she's literally fine. if anything, she's enjoying it! look at how wet she is," you feel the material of your underwear be pushed to the side before hanni's fingers slide through your entire slit, gathering your slick.

you bite your lip and muffle a moan at the contact. the short girl shoves her fingers towards the tall girl's face, showing her the sticky pleasure that dripped from your cunt.

"go on then, taste it, I know you've been dying for this too," hanni waves her fingers in front of minji's face.

the latter grumbles but proceeds to grip the latter's wrist, "I hate you by the way," she mutters before licking her fingers, slowly dragging her tongue along each digit, savoring your taste.

you rest your forehead against the wall and close your eyes, trying really hard not to look at the erotic scene occurring next to you. you feel a hand in your hair and it pulls your head backwards until you're facing the ceiling, neck exposed. your eyes shoot open at the action of teeth sharply sinking into your shoulder before retreating just as swift as they sank.

"hanni!" you shriek.

"please just listen..." you hear minji's desperate plea next to you, her hot breath hitting your sensitive neck.

"don't tease anymore, please..." you finally whisper.

"well, you know what to do then," the girl who bit you licks at the red marks that remain.

"m-mommy, please just... just fuck me..." you feel a tear run down your cheek, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable.

an amused giggle leaves hanni's mouth, a sweet but devilish sound, "that's a good little slut."

you're manhandled towards a desk nearby, hanni roughly bending you over it and flipping your skirt up. you wince a bit at the pain from hitting the desk, but it's quickly replaced by the feeling of your wrists being grabbed and held behind your back. you feel material bind your hands together (hanni's tie) quite tightly.

"don't panic, I'll give you exactly what you want," the girl behind you reassures (though you're not comforted).

minji comes into view in front of you, her hand under your chin holding it up to look at her.

"hi pretty. I wanna have my fun with you too, I don't think hanni should get all of you to herself," the girl caressing your cheek smiles.

she stands, hand cupping your cheek still. her other hand goes to lift her skirt up, exposing her dampened underwear. at that moment, you feel your own panties get pushed aside and fingers slide up and down your entrance.

"I'm gonna fuck your pussy while minji fucks your face! sound good?" you have no time to respond as you feel two fingers slip into your cunt.

your mouth opens to moan but is muffled by the girl in front of you shoving her clit into your face, her sigh filling your ears.

"use your tongue princess, come on," minji breathes out.

you obey, digging your face into the dark haired girl's core, tongue flicking over her clit and darting into her hole. you whimper against her as hanni's digits quicken their pace in you, her fingers curling to hit that delicious spot inside.

"ha, look at this slut! she's fucking moving by herself!" the girl behind you says amused.

you hadn't realized but she was right, your hips moved back against hanni's hand desperately, chasing your ever growing pleasure building in your stomach.

"ignore it angel, just keep going like that, it feels so good," the girl in your mouth sighs, her hand moving from your cheek to lace through your messy hair, massaging your scalp.

the whiplash between the two girls' attitudes towards you was dizzying. hanni felt like fire while minji felt like ice, one was vicious with her words while one was caring and careful with them. they must've stayed together for so long due to the opposites attract ideology.

your eyes squeezed shut at the slap that stung on your ass, the thrusting of hanni's fingers speeding up every second. you moan against minji's soaked pussy as another digit enters your clenching cunt.

"g-good girl, so good, feels s-so fucking good," minji mumbles above you, the grip in your hair tightening and pushing your face further into her.

"take it whore, take all of it," hanni behind you chants, feeling her place kisses on your ass.

"I'm so close," the tall girl gasps.

"hurry up, I want my turn," the short girl presses her thumb to your clit roughly.

"be- fuckkk... be patient, you've b-been playing with y/n this w-whole time," minji struggles through her sentence.

"so you can eat her out next geez, I'm looking out for you, you know!" hanni smirks before you feel her tongue drag against your entrance all the way back.

the vibration from your scream into minji's pussy has her clutching your scalp and stilling her hips, her moans fill the room and you feel her cum rush into your mouth. you drink all of it and give her kitten licks to guide her through her orgasm. her thighs tremble against you as your own legs shake from hanni's onslaught and abuse of your cunt. but it all suddenly stops when she pulls out her hand and slaps it against your clit a few times before pulling away completely.

you whine out a loud "no" in desperation, minji's hand combing through your hair to try and calm you down.

"don't you worry your pretty little lust filled brain dolly, we're just starting!"

all for a goddamn group project.

[seokmn]

THE DRUMMER

“cmon, yn, just this time!” your best friend whines, “we’re gonna have fun, i swear!”

“seokmin, i told you a million times, i hate concerts! im not going” you say and watch your best friend pouts, already knowing what’s about to come: his endless sulking. “…fine! im going to the concert with you”

“youre the best!” he immediately smiles brightly and hugs you, “now lets go! we cant be late!”

arriving at the place, you already regret going, theres some many people talking and drinking, some of them already tipsy. you sigh and follow seokmin who’s walking towards the stage, wanting to get a clear vision of the concert when it starts.

the band finally appears and the vocalist introduces themselves, The Volunteers, before they start to play and sing. not gonna lie, the song is good and the vocalist has a pretty voice, but youre paying that much attention on that, your eyes are fixed on the drummer.

its like youre hypnotized by the way his blonde hair falls on his face while he plays and the way he smirks when he glances at you, like he noticed youre staring at him. youre mentally cursing yourself and trying to stop looking at him, but it seems like your eyes dont want to listen to you.

this keeps going until the end of the concert, your eyes leaving his sight only when he goes backstage. “so, what did you think? they’re so good, arent they?!” seokmin asks you all excited.

“yeah, they’re good… who is the drummer? do you his name?”

“the drummer? not sure, i think it starts with a j, jisung? juyeon?”

“jeonghan,” the person behind you says, you turn around and, to your surprise, its the drummer “its jeonghan. yoon jeonghan” he smiles while looking at you.

“bro, youre such a great drummer! i love your band and the concert was amazing!” seokmin says, but jeonghan only nods with a smile on his face before looking back at you “what about you? did you like the concert?”

your best friend gets the clue and start to walk away from you two, you look at jeonghan and nod “yeah.. it was good”

“good? only good? you seemed like you were enjoying the concert a little bit too much.. or should i say, enjoying the view a little too much?” he smirked.

“oh.. so you noticed, huh?” you chuckle, mentally wanting to hide yourself because of the feeling of embarrassment but trying to keep it together.

“how could i not notice? my first fan, which happens to be beautiful” he smiles proudly when he sees you blushing. “well, now you know my name, but i dont know yours”

“ah, its yn” you smile a bit shyly, trying your best to not look too shy around him.

“yn… your name is as beautiful as you. but i have to say, i want to know one more thing about you”

“what is it that you wanna know?”

“your number”

[kittsyspaw]

── ✦ HCS .ᐟ ꜰᴛ ᴊᴏᴋᴇʀ ɴ ᴡᴏᴏɪɴ

𝑆YNO ✦ .ᐟ NSFW & SFW & ANGST HEAD CANONS ft. Joker n Wooin !

彡 Not in order ! (And not every HC cuz my head just emptied) no proof check !! No actual warnings, but you can skip anything that you are uncomfortable with! Likes and reposts are very much appreciated ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

First part ꩜ Second part

ᯓ J𖹭ker ── ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the greenest flag. Whoever says hes a red flag...i disagree.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 real love 100% joker doesn't allow himself to he with someone who he has no interest for. So you being his girlfriend just means he's gonna marry you.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 talk abt marriage, he plans his future with you UGHH imagines baby versions of him and you running aroundddddd

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 okay okay, in your current relation He tries his best to NEVER disappear or go on long missions when you are together... he'll find a way to text you, call you or whatever if he does. He cares smmmm abt you <3

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Literally Husband material, wife Material, boyfriend material.... everything! You're hungry? He's got chu ! Sleepy? Just put your head on his lap you two can cuddle in bed

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Look look now, Hajun knows exactly who wants and what type of relationship he looks forward for AND BOOM you dropped on him! Literally the ONE for him.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he isn't very picky of course, but the moment his eyes landed on you, he knew you two were made for each other and he hoped you felt the same

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Made the first move ofc but he was soooo anxious before ....you don't even know where he got the courage from

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 (he got help from the sabbath crew)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 loves holding you...in any way. It doesn't matter as long as his hands are on you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 one of the main reasons he struggled with confessing was because he feared that a relationship would make things even worse for him, he has a handful of things to do and feared that you might get involved with everything

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Calls you things like 'Sweetheart' 'babe' 'baby' or 'sweet/ pretty thing' <33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 would NOT allow you to see his underground fights unless you don't back down...or find it hot how he fights, but he still doesn't want you in any danger

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Would love going out in dates with you, esp cafes or parks where he can just relax and stare at you deeply in love

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 pleasseee pepper his face with kisses, he'll literally melt inside, hold him too.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Falls asleep everywhere, would snore like a little baby if you play with his fluufffyyy blue locks and give his head scratches like a lil puppy

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 goes crazy if you match his tattoes...OR TATTOO HIS NAME ON YOU

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he isn't much with words...but his actions speak up a lot for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 actions... you're always protected btw. Nothing is gonna get you. Who's ever bothering you is losing their teeth and leaving with broken bones

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 see hajun doesn't smile...or like have a lot of expression but his eyes are always on you and he stares at you with suchhhh warmth in them <33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he would cry if he saw you taking care of his brothers when you have the time and he just comes back home to see you all cuddled up sleeping on the couch or playing games together

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Exactly that he loves because you bring such a warmth to his cold, dry and dull home.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 his brothers love you equally as much. The dog too.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you trim his hair and give his brothers sometimes haircuts

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 if you feel like it, you do volunteer work with at an animal shelter AND ALWAYS have to end quickly before you adopt the whole damn place.

Physically can't share his food (even wooin) except with you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Since he doesn't really have much...yk income, he would hand make you gifts or save up enough, he's sooo sweet.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 joker loves matching outfits with you or style but he doesn't mind if you dress differently, he finds everything you're in cute

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yea, gives you his clothes because he loves when people know you're his. Very territorial 🤭

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 teaches you how to defend yourself from creeps (...wooin?)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 outside when you two go on dates, your hand is literally melted to his DO NOT LET GO

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you might not realize it but he trust you so much, literally tells you everything in his heart.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cares a lot about your opinion!! On everything.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes to try things that you like so he can feel closer to you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 drag him along, he'll go anywhere with you if he has the time

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 ANGST ⠀ᰋ

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Talking about time... Joker probably won't have much because of his part time jobs and constant work BUT I PROMISE he will try his best so don't leave him :((

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Other than that... Yes he can and will go missing for a few days with no messages and won't be able to explain...matter of fact speak about it as why he does.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Arguments probably end up on the not good side with him...he won't say anything to you until he has calmed down and you did too, so you two can figure out something properly.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 He hates silent treatment from you, he likes silence but when you start acting like he doesn't exist it makes his chest squeeze Because he knows he fucked up

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 hajuns heart breaks in million pieces if you cry because of him...would blame himself sooo hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 since he ain't got with communication...he trys his best...asks his brothers or even online posts for advice because he doesn't want to make you unhappy.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 yes...he also cries when wether you yell at him or after an argument, he just fucking adores you, okay? So he didn't expect any mean tones from you :(

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 please don't make him jealous. He hates that feeling because it makes him feel like he's not good enough.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Don't flirt with the sabbath crew boys either plz, he finds most of them weird and to be honest doesn't see them as friends but rather co-workers

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 now yes... he isn't insecure, he knows exactly that you're his. (he knows when its just for fun cuz u want his attention 😒)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the pressure from his work makes him snap somtimes, he doesn't yell but he's snappy and gets an attitude. Don't blame him...he feels like a fucking dog on a leash with them.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 doesn't like raising his voice at you, but when you two are arguing, his voice breaks instead of getting louder... :')

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he's so cold on the outside, so if you want him to be all cutesy n saying sweet stuff to you...yeah sorry...

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 But! Hollup! Before that! He also can make you jealous, he just finds it unnecessary (finds it unhealthy) and if he does... it's NOT on purpose, unless ykwim

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yeah, Hajun keeps away when he gets badly hurt, it got better after you told him that you don't want that...but he feels like he's in an extreme vulnerable state which isn't embarrassing but very disappointing for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Yeahhh, i would take this as angst because hes super obsessive.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he has a many bad habits

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 please don't nag him about his work either...yes he knows that you care about him but don't act like his mom... support instead, figure out something.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 If Hajuns (ever) annoyed by you, he'll just give you half lidded, cold eyes omg i would cry

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 yes he can be mean... Don't try it out

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 If you're insecure, he doesn't have the best words but would hug you, kiss you and tell you the opposite, that you're perfect.

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 NSFW ⠀ᰋ

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 breeding kink, breeding kink, breeding kink oh, and! Did i say breeding kink?

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 like c'mon this huge fucking dude would want a big ass family

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 always cumming inside, unless you're uncomfortable with that, he'll cum on your pussy and tummy

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 he has a thing for lingerie...that or those knee high socks and pink panties

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 about panties....he pockets some of yours.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 things like you wearing his shirts with nothing beneath makes him very horny

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes positions where he can watch your face, plus one of his favorites is doggy because he can pull one leg of your back or pull at your hair

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 sex while standing up? Also yes.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Hajun gets so turned on by you, literally whines after you stroke him with your smaller hands while he's super hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cries if you run your other hand up his side or stroke his hair

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 fingering + Hajuns big fingers nghhh

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 lovvvvesss your pussy, eats it like breakfast, lunch and dinner

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 likes to play with your clit, or running two/three of his fingers up and down your slit to stimulate you (bites your clit with his canines)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 talking about that, overstimulating with Hajun is gonna ascend you to the heavens, you'll either black out or pass out

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Okay, he doesn't make much noise but groans + whines or sobs while burying his face into your shoulder or head

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 wouldn't do anything that hurts you like choking he just doesn't enjoy it but likes spanking n making you count

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 HE HAS SO MUCH STAMINA?! LIKE NEVER GETS TIRED OF FUCKING YOU

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 exactly!!! He'll only stop when you pass out or say your safe word

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 loves squishing your cheeks (face, but also ur rear) together while you're cockdrunk

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Hajun can make you squirt so many times until you spasm

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 strokes your head while you're giving him a blowie and leans his neck back, his neck just soooo beautiful to look at

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 oh yeah, he probably tattooed your name on his hip, throat or on his groin

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ALSO ROUGH but sooo sensational <333

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 doesn't really have a huge daddy kink BUT likes when he can punish you when you're being moody n a brat

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 maybe he would even buy you little collars to wear :33

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 does not like sex toys. Seriously, he can't understand the hype and would only use them to edge you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 it doesn't matter if your boobs are small or big HE WILL BITE THE THEM AND THE NIPPLES

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 thinks that there will be milk coming out and once he does...he starts thinking about you with a swollen belly... waddling around the house ughh he'll cum

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Joker likes to drill into you, but his cock probably won't fit all in

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 fucks you from behind and wraps his tattooed forearm around your neck, pulling your back to his chest

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 whispers with his deeeppp voice in your ears that you're doing good for him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 HIS CUM IS SO UNEXPECTED its super heavy and milky, it's really hard to swallow but tastes good

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 his main priority in sex is making you feel good, that's it, he gains pleasure from that.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 YES TALKING ABOUT DICK EIZE its unimaginably huge....like that shit is fucking enormous shits like... 10.5 inches soft 11 inch hard

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 but hes super careful with you, slowly until you're used to him

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Especially on your first time, either way you are his first and he's yours so he's actually a virgin

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 you didn't believe that because Hajun observes and easily figures out your sensitive spots

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 Dies when you cover him wth hickeys to mark him as yours, he wil do the same by the way, he likes it when you show them off but you don't have to.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 it's just a sign for him that your his and he's yours. He's so obsessive and territorial

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 scratching his back with your nails counts too

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 also one thing he's ashamed of is that he jerks off to pictures of you....not on phone but polaroids that he printed and keeps in his wallet (anyone who sees them gets a broken nose challenge, go!!)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 grips your ankle or hip and bruises when ruining you

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 walking is going to be hard on your cramped legs for the next few days :D

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 either way, sex with Hajun is exhausting and will make you feel heavy after tho his aftercare makes up for that

ᯓ W𖹭𖹭in ── ⪩⪨

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

⪩⪨ Ugh this player, idk how to even start this bs with him

⪩⪨ So okay if he actually settled for a relationship (you must be some kind of angel...) he would obviously want his partner to match his freak

⪩⪨ Since in my FF he was childhood friends with you, it was a "first love" thingy so he's had a crush on you for a long time – and just the same...he probably observes his crush or gets extremely close with them before dating and starting a relationship.

⪩⪨ He loves it when you give him a lot of kisses esp with striking red lipstick...near his lips and he would leave it there.

⪩⪨ But seriously, he would love his partner a lot because they finally put his shit together

⪩⪨ BRAINROT . you + him = dumm.

⪩⪨ Same with lip balm, if you bought a new one, he'll give you a long smooch to try it or taste it

⪩⪨ Other than that, he loved PDA extreme...and flirting in Public, like c'mon he's not ashamed of anything

⪩⪨ Probably does on purpose too for people to see that he's your, winks mockingly at girls or boys who gawk at you two French kissing in the park

⪩⪨ If you're not very comfortable in public, he'll have you hold his jacket, wrap an arm around him or stay very close

⪩⪨ part of it so people know you're with him.

⪩⪨ Or he holds you by the nape and drags you along, the sleeve works too.

⪩⪨ He's camping at your house 24/7, just can't get enough of you

⪩⪨ Yes, his visits are just out of nowhere and pops up to day hi, drop of a gift then leave

⪩⪨ Would make you paint his nails, do his eyeliner and then do your makeup or suggest a new style for you HE LOVES STYLING IT'S CANON, I SAY SO

⪩⪨ Deffo wanted to be a designer once

⪩⪨ he likes when you wear his clothes and likes to steal your clothes :)

⪩⪨ So stupid but he cries watching sad movies and LOVES dramas like...the tea is boiling

⪩⪨ He knows many manyyy piles of Gossip too, but repeats the themes sometimes and you just go like "baby...you already told me that" "oh? Did i?"

⪩⪨ YEAAA NICKNAMESSS ughh he loves babying you and loves when you do it back 'doll' 'love' 'baby' 'Bae' 'babe' anything like that

⪩⪨ Yes ok he acts fruity but he can be so serious too, no he won't laugh when you're exhausted or not in the mood for his jokes that's when he'll be careful

⪩⪨ Takes you on many car rides at night, his hand stays on your thigh, tapping along to the rhythm playing from the radio of his car

⪩⪨ Loves piercings and gets curious if you have them in places where the public eye doesn't meet :)))

⪩⪨ But he's actually a soft spoken person, he can be, but he can also be VERY freaky n just vile

⪩⪨ Oh yeah he also loves when you two match, but he loves it when you wear revealing clothes, your his. Others can stare, they can try to touch 🙂

⪩⪨ Shares lollipops with you, bonus points if you also like lemon and any sour flavor

⪩⪨ No gen, its disgusting he licks it like crazy then gives it to you

⪩⪨ buys you a lot of gifts and rambles to you about his day Oftentimes

⪩⪨ Always snoops around your stuff and likes to have matching pfps, phone background n stuff like that with you

⪩⪨ Now.... don't speak about family with him...not yet.

⪩⪨ he's kind off bossy? But I does not like getting orders he can take them from you but don't tell him to change or for example stop certain behaviors

⪩⪨ if he behaves weirdly around you that just means that he's gotten comfortable with you enough to trust you

⪩⪨ talking about trust, he doesn't trust his crew with you...like not at all maybe joker but only for a few seconds

⪩⪨ Wooin can love you so much he starts to overthink it and it can cause some problems...

⪩⪨ yes he's weird and silly in the head but if he tells you his secrets or about his childhood then that means you're gonna be a long time together

⪩⪨ this dude DOES NOT like kids...

⪩⪨ but he's also a trickster, so wooin probably already observed all your behaviors and knows when you're sad, angry or lying.

⪩⪨ one thing he loves about you is your smile...Wooin doesn't notice the way people look or their personalities but the way their smile shines, he likes it when it reaches your eyes and it is just so genuine

⪩⪨ Takes you to Parties or clubs with him but you guys don't stay there for long and he understands of you don't want to go.

⪩⪨ Wooin trust you fully that xou wouldn't cheat on him but from a cheater himself, he's paranoid.

⪩⪨ He's actually very good at calming conflicts....and creating them

⪩⪨ Wooin isn't a person who likes to argue a lot, sometimes he can't take thing you say seriously...

⪩⪨ BUT he apologizes when he notices this, unlike Hajun, Wooin is a smoother talker and is good with both words and actions

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 ANGST ⠀ᰋ

⪩⪨ Being a smooth talker means that hes also a master manipulator....

⪩⪨ Yes he's dated TONS of girls before but he gave xou a certificate from the hospital that he doesn't have any sicknesses (you had to scream at him until he took it)

⪩⪨ Yes. A bright red flag...and im colorblind 🤔

⪩⪨ But i promise he's trying to change after getting together with you (that's what they all say...)

⪩⪨ Don't be surprised if some girl jumped at him in public calling him 'babe' NO he's not cheating, its one of his exes

⪩⪨ He immediately notices when you get frustrated or jealous and speaks with the so said woman directly, hard glares

⪩⪨ If they don't get the hint he'll fucking shove his tongue down your throat

⪩⪨ and Wooin likes making you jelaous...

⪩⪨ BUT OH! OH! WHAT'S THIS?? He gets so surprised if you don't stay quiet and actual humble his ex, falls in love with you for a second time, just smirks but it drops quick when you give him a pissed face

⪩⪨ Wooin and you got into an argument before because of this and the whole time he tried to calm you down instead of putting the blame on anyone

⪩⪨ And gets pissed when you tell him to leave your house

⪩⪨ He doesn't text you right away for the next few days and leaves you hanging but if you ghost him, he'll run back to you like a little puppy and beg for forgiveness, promising that he'll deal with this problem while holding chocolate and movie tickets in his hands

⪩⪨ Yes he has a lot of red red flags and bad habits that sometimes you won't be able to change

⪩⪨ Wooin doesn't like to change for others but if it's the person he truly loves, he'll try.

⪩⪨ Won't let you have close relationships with guys specifically the ones from the opposite team or his team hypocrite

⪩⪨ Ignores it if you call him that and this dude can get really fucking mad and jealous if he finds you laughing loudly at jokes from his teammates that were unfunny to him in that moment of fury

⪩⪨ He crosses his arms when he's angry with you and gives you silent treatment until you get back home where he speaks up about it and try to explain to you that he was disappointed and didn't like your behavior

⪩⪨ If arguments get so bad that you start crying, the guilt slaps him immediately in the face and he starts apologizing and hugging you, even if it was after something really deep

⪩⪨ HE DOES NOT LIKE SEEING YOU CRY?!

⪩⪨ Wooin would panic matter of fact

⪩⪨ seriously tho, he's bad with comforting others but can make you smile in a second with his silly jokes

⪩⪨ immediately switches the topics when you ask him about the future wooin hates to seek after what comes next and just tells you to enjoy the present, the future will come later.

⪩⪨ this sounds so mean but doesn't speak up when someone makes fun of you... he'll wait a few minutes until something (he knows it will) to that person and just brutally roasts them for it and can just sweet talk everyone into believing that person has sinned for eternity so its a one for one

⪩⪨ hes okay with you defending hum but keeps telling you that you don't have to.

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 NSFW ⠀ᰋ

⪩⪨ Okay but the punishment after misbehaving has you doing it on purpose sometimes

⪩⪨ This dude just edges you so hard until you combust and start begging him to cum

⪩⪨ ALWAYS WEARS A CONDOM he ain't getting no damn children any day

⪩⪨ Wooin loves loves lovesssss your mouth, pussy and boobs

⪩⪨ But your clit the most...loves the way it gets so puffy and sensitive after he's been running his tongue piercings all over it and teasing it with his forked tongue.

⪩⪨ And he's in for dick warming, mouth or pussy doesn't matter.

⪩⪨ ok, ok but...there was an image i saw once where a guy fucked girl while smoking...yes wooin

⪩⪨ So okay... he's slow during sex BUT ON PURPOSE. Loves the end effect it has on you and him so he takes it painfully chill so he can fuck you super fast after anf it has you squirming around

⪩⪨ Grips your hair or gropes your boobs

HICKEYS HICKEYS, MARKS AND HICKEYS

⪩⪨ bite marks. Dude took w fat chomp out of your neck and shoulder AND HE GETS SOOO PROUD WHEN THEY'RE BRIGHT PURPLE GREEN AND BLUE

⪩⪨ And puts his markings on display for the whole world

⪩⪨ Weirdly enough he likes biting your earshell too, thighs and the sides of your stomach

⪩⪨ He hungy ok ᵔᴗᵔ

⪩⪨ Presses down on your stomach when he's going in w hurry

⪩⪨ Makes you squirt sooo good

⪩⪨ Quickes are his favorites pulls you into a nearby bathroom and lets your pussy lips hold your panties to the side as he bucks into you

⪩⪨ ALSO PUSSY SLAPPING AND SPITTING ON IT

⪩⪨ One hot thing he does is spit on his palm then rub his cock to make it wetter like ughhhh

⪩⪨ HE'S LOUDER THAN YOU WTF??? Just moans and moans and makes you shiver by doing it directly in your head, holding your neck when you turn away

⪩⪨ His dickie isn't huge like jokers BUT its soo thick and has a nice curve that hits all the spots

⪩⪨ Wooin hopes that one day someone would walk in on you two fucking, while he's just sending you to another universe

⪩⪨ Expressions are everything to him, the way your tongue lolls out and your eyes roll back make him orgasm

⪩⪨ Asks you to send nudes and videos of yourself when he's at work or away for long time

ᯓ C𖹭mb𖹭 ── ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 SFW ⠀ᰋ

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 okay so first things first...its a miracle that these two agreed to share you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 don't get me wrong tho, together they're literally the best dynamic. IM 100% SERIOUS.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 you're like the missing puzzle piece to Hajun amd Wooin, they both have mommy issues and need a warmth in their life, even if you're just as silly...you don't realize how touching you really are.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they would worship the ground you walk on lets be real, they're so whipped too, you could train them like dogs

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 both would NEVER leave you out on anywhere...this relationship is a threesome whee their love focuses more on you than each other...yes okay they also like each other but you're probably the grip that holds their sanity together

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 like these two arguing? Boom! You walk in and they're quiet or they'll feel your wrath

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 you're always standing in the middle, holding both of their hands

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 ALSO PLS TREAT THEM THE EXACT SAME wooin n joker are like little children who get easily jealous of each other

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 when sleeping, they're both holding onto you like Little infants... don't be surprised if one of them is sucking on your Boo– OKAY OKAY SORRY continue

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 okay but learn to lose personal space...they love your personal space

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 in all seriousness, it's the most fun you're ever gonna have with them, they're so silly and would take you on adventures everyday

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 unless they got work...

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 THEY SHARE THEIR CLOTHES WITB YOU im so sorry but im such a sucker for such actions...it makes them both so happy

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 anyways, you're protected and can sleep so soundly at night cuz you know exactly ain't no robber coming inside yo house to see a 201cm standing man who's actually a softie holding boxing gloves

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they share their money to buy u gifts •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're so grateful too if you buy them gifts, if its a bracelet or necklace its never getting taken off

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 THEY'RE SO CUDDLY AND SO TOUCHY WITH YOU, you're getting head pats and kisses left and right

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 ANGST ⠀ᰋ

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 But of course...in every relationship they're struggles

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 so firstly, arguments....a lot with Hajun and Wooin... sometimes it's over who's gonna message you today... sometimes it's about who took this and that....and....badly sometimes it bossed around tasks from one to another to act better or behave

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun is okay with getting bossed around...he does by Wooin anyways but WILL NOT STAND FOR IT in a relationship...he will immediately tell you to say something to wooin whereas the other boy groans at him not to involve you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 things can escalate quickly and your discomfort goes unnoticed until they both part ways and you end up all alone...which is highly toxic for you to angrily shout at them or text them that they're being selfish and acting like babys

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they apologize. Immediately.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 sharing is also quite a problem... seriously one day you're whooping their asses

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 other things are like.... speaking about rhe future.... something that Hajun likes but Wooin dislikes.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun wants kids. A big family whereas Wooin wants you for himself at the moment.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 AND FINALLY your fury at them after you can't find some of your clothes...esp panties, thongs and bras WHO THE FUCK IS WEARING THEM?! (It's wooin)

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 NSFW ⠀ᰋ

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Ughh double penetration THEYRE TEAM TAGGING YOU

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 It's gonna be very fucking exhausting, your body is gonna be sore for weeks and that if they don't want to fuck right after the next day THEIR STAMINA IN UNIMAGINABLE??

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they use you for their training....🤭🤭

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Joker from behind and Wooin fucks you from the front and they work their way with you

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Your mouth would be occupied the whole time too, they would stop for breaks in-between where you would get smoches and a bottle of water

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun also likes it when you ride him while wooin uses your hand

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 They bith leave their (BIGG) share of marks on you AND YOU DO THE SAME GIRL, AIN'T NO BACKING DOWN

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Oh yeah, they take the "not stopping until..." Too seriously....fuck if you don't die right there

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Wooin would teach Joker some tricks on you, for ex. How to finger you properly in return, Joker tells him all your sensitive spots

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're both up for sex everywhere, although a bit private because of Joker, he doesn't want to break someones nose because they saw you.

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Both probably got a size kink with you and usually have you in the middle BUT if you switch roles and take lead 😳 they'll be shocked BUT GYAATTT they would enjoy it c'mon

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 JOKER AIN'T INNOCENT EITHER he's freaky too LOOK AT THOSE TATTOES

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 OH they both would tattoo your name on their bodies

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Wooin would go feral if you have a clit piercing or nipple piercings, would run his tongue over them OH AND he has a dick piercing...feels incredibly dreamy

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Hajun would creampie you Everytime and wooin would cum on your tummy, face or chest then make you lick it off his thumbs

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Talking about that, Hajun likes stuffing his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 they're also ready to try anything new Bdsm, roleplay...

ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶 Ughh they're both sooo skilled

FINALLY FINISHED UGHH IT TOOK SO LONG

I apologize if the last part and wooins part were a bit shorter BUT I WAS RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS but i might keep adding some sooo yeah

Teehee i hope you guys enjoyed this...took some time lol

[shakespearesdaughters]

“I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it.

I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person’s back, and as a certain person loves to wear dagger proof tunics, and as a dagger proof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home.

I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguised and until every home is rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try.

I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where we once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively.

I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and now matter how I am discovered after what happens to me as I am discovering this.” ― Lemony Snicket

[nuzipilled]

THE GANGS ALL HERE 🗣️🔥‼️ information below the cut, “B” cast ( Doll, Lizzy, Thad) have not been included yet as they dont have a role in the main story yet. feel free to ask any questions, me and @kylelily123abc4 will do our best to answer them (:

UZI

Uzi is a 21 year old woman with an undergraduate in medical engineering, which she was coaxed into by her parents (Namely Khan). She is incredibly adept and smart and prefers the technicalities of weapons engineering, and majors in art on the side. She would like to do it full time, however her parents insist it’s not a “real job.” She volunteers at the local hospital N, V and J are relocated to from overseas so they can continue inpatient care until they are stable enough to be discharged and resume physio / psychotherapy as outpatients. She meets N during his time there and immediately clicks with him, and eventually begins to visit him on her off hours, and continues to visit him even after her contract ends. They end up establishing a relationship together and, after finding it is much less expensive commuting to school, moves in with N, V, J, Cyn and Tessa in their apartment for the semester.

She spent most of her childhood moving around and being bullied—the most significant moment having been when her first kiss was stolen by someone who only dated her because he was dared to.

Uzi is a big fan of all things anime, edgy humor, hot topic, and nightcore. she’s got the soul of an unabashed 2000s emo girl stuck in the modern day.

N

Private first class Nate (all his friends call him N) Is a 23 year old man who was fostered from a family in Utah alongside his sister Cyn under Tessa, another childhood friend, and the Elliot family in Melbourne Australia from the ages of 8-18. When of applicable age, he went back to the United States to enlist in the marines and live with Cyn, a former child prodigy who was scouted and given multiple scholarships due to record breaking academics and reflexes on simulator games.

He was severely traumatized during his first deployment overseas along with his other childhood friends, V, and J, after their humvee hit an IED during a routine supply run. All three were critically injured and the sole survivors of their team of 6. He, along with J and V spent a total of 12 hours alone in the desert before they were airlifted to an emergency hospital in germany, then, once stabilized, returned to the states to resume inpatient care in Salem, Oregon.

Despite his honorable discharge and severe ptsd diagnosis, N does his best to remain upbeat and positive, almost to a fault, oftentimes repressing “bad” thoughts or feelings.

He ends up meeting Uzi in the hospital and they form a relationship together, her eventually moving in and living with V, J, Him, Tessa, and Cyn in their flat after they’re discharged from the hospital.

J

Sergeant Jane (Only preferring J when around close friends) is a 26 year old trans woman who was fostered from an immigrant afghan family under Tessa, another childhood friend, and the Elliot family in Melbourne Australia from the ages of 4-18, having realized she was a woman very early in life. She began socially transitioning at 12, and began HRT as soon as she aged out of the system. She was the first to be involved with the Elliots and was pushed to enlist in the australian military, quickly moving up the ranks to sergeant and was eventually posted in the united states to assist in training other cadets. She was severely traumatized during her second deployment overseas along with her other childhood friends, V, and N after their humvee hit an IED during a routine supply run. All three were critically injured and the sole survivors of their team of 6. she, along with J and V spent a total of 12 hours alone in the desert before they were airlifted to an emergency hospital in germany, then, once stabilized, returned to the states to resume inpatient care in Salem, Oregon.

Having been their squad leader, J often blames herself for the incident, even if she doesn’t talk about it or say anything out loud. J is an ass kisser. She will do anything and everything to succeed and has a Holier Than Thou personality, often very uptight and not about any bullshit. Her relationship with N specifically is horrible, and she harbours lots of jealousy and resentment from their time growing up due to favoritism.

She has a long standing, massive crush on Tessa Elliot, her longtime confidant and friend, though it went unrequited for their entire childhood and into their early adult life, J often being subject to Tessa’s dating endeavours and crushes in the meantime.

V

Lance Corporal Victoria, (Who prefers to go by V present day) 4-18 who was fostered from a family in Vermont under Tessa, another childhood friend, and the Elliot family in Melbourne Australia from the ages of 8-18. She enlisted in the military alongside J and eventually N, and was transferred to the states to assist in training procedures for new cadets with J.

She was decommissioned during her second deployment overseas along with N and J after their humvee hit an IED during a routine supply run. All three were critically injured and the sole survivors of their team of 6. She took the brunt of the blast, sustaining the most severe wounds and was airlifted to an emergency hospital in germany, then, once stabilized, returned to the states to resume inpatient care in Salem, Oregon.

The doctors operating on her told her she would never walk again--V proved that wrong by walking the next week. It was a miracle—however V simply states it was due to “having that dog in her.”

She is very resilient, but is often grumpy with a dry sense of tone and humor. She used to have feelings for N when they were kids, but it's since faded as they grew and disappeared during their time in active duty. Though despite this, she still cares for him as a friend, even if she rarely shows it.

She is the first to be discharged, having been set up in an apartment downtown by Tessa, who lives with her and eventually is joined by N, J, Cyn, and eventually Uzi. She is a gym rat with a heavy workout regimen that she will make everyone else's problem if its interrupted.

CYN

Cynthia (Who ONLY goes by Cyn present day) is N's little sister. She is still in active duty in the military air-force. She was a child savant who graduated highschool at 14 and college at 18, moving on to become one of the best UAV operators in history, with successful missions reaching into the hundreds. Cyn is autistic and physically disabled, having been born with cerebral palsy, and uses forearm crutches as mobility aids--but make no mistake, she is incredibly intuitive and adept. often knock-kneed and walks with an awkward gate, and speaks with very ‘robotic’ mannerisms. She sometimes struggles to show empathy in a ‘socially normal way’ or have a conversational filter. She has a very dark sense of humor as well, that for those not used to her may find jarring or off putting. Cyn hates being referred to as a child or incompetent because of her appearance or her disability, she will even go to an extent to prove the point that she does not need assistance. Tends to be protective of N, to a lesser but still protective of V and J and much later down the line Uzi becomes a close friend of hers.

In her off time she enjoys painting warhammer figurines, collecting cards and playing video games. She has a very kitsch, macabre sense of interest, often owning eclectic, odd knick knacks and memorabilia, namely a taxidermied wombat she’s affectionately named “Suzie.”

TESSA

Dr Tessa James Elliot is a very talented surgeon working out of a public hospital in Brisbane, Australia, descending from a very rich family. She is N, V and J’s childhood friend and frequently travels to different parts of the world to assist in surgeries or specialist care. Tessa paused all of her work when she learned of their incident overseas, flying to America to personally attend to their care–with some bribery and finagling due to HIPPA not allowing biased treatment. She just cares too much to not do anything. Tessa is a joyful, social butterfly. Excellent bedside manner and a good sense of humor but sometimes comes off as socially awkward. She is J’s lifelong crush despite not being aware of it, having spent some time dating around but nobody ever seems to be the right fit. She often complains about her recent dating endeavors to J much to her chagrin.

Tessa is, for the lack of a better word, weird. Think Cyn with a little more charisma, often not having a conversational filter or saying things out of the blue. She is not disturbed by otherwise off putting things like death, bodily fluids, nudity, gore etc, and has a bit of a dark sense of humor that she portrays very upbeat and positively. She is incredibly smart and adept bookwise, however socially she comes up a bit short.

there is an alternative version of these guys however it is 18+ for nudity. you can see it on bluesky here and twitter here

[stxrr-strxckk]

Thinking about work rivals to lovers with Carmy...

You don't know how the hell you got here. A few months ago, you were fresh out of culinary school, and now you're working at a fancy New York restaurant with not one- not two- but three Michelin stars?

Sure, you didn't have the most important job- you were just staging. That's basically a glorified intern, but still with the shit pay. A normal day on the job consisted of shadowing a team of people so in synch it was like they were one big machine. You being there was a cog in the gears.

None of the chefs wanted you there, and you could tell. Some hid it better than others, but you could see it in their eyes. They saw you as less than. A worm they could crush with the heel of their shoe without giving it a second thought.

They weren't outright mean to you, of course, but there was always something- a little slip up, a break in the mask of professionalism that would show how they really felt about you. A single eye roll, a sneer, maybe a scoff or sarcastic remark behind your back that they thought you couldn't hear- but you were always listening. Always.

It honestly pissed you off. Why spend so much time beating around the bush, acting like everything was fine? If they really had such an issue with you being there, they might as well just say it to your face. Still, none had the guts to actually do it.

None, except Carmen fucking Berzatto.

No one in that damn kitchen hated you more than that curly-haired bastard. To be fair, he was like that with everyone. His first thought when a new person entered the kitchen, whether staging or not?

I'm gonna smoke this motherfucker.

He was the same way with you, just ramped up to 100. You rubbed him the wrong way. He didn't know what bothered him so much, you were like every other stage he'd ever worked with. But maybe that's what bothered him. There was just, nothing special about you.

You were extraordinarily ordinary. And that was the most confusing piece of the puzzle for him.

How did you; an up-and-coming chef in the New York area just trying to get by, staging at any restaurant that'll take you somehow ending up here?

God, in the beginning he couldn't stand you. Even just being stationed near each other was enough to drive him insane. Any chance he got to leave, he would. His smoke breaks ramped up, and so did his amount of volunteering to leave on errands.

You were pretty much the same. Snide remarks, comments, eye rolls and scoffs were most of your vocabulary around him. Everyone in the kitchen knew of your disdain for each other, and it became a bit of a game for them. Let's see who pops first: Carmy or the new kid? How close can we get them before a fight starts? How long until they either kill each other or hook up?

Still, as time went on, the other chefs learned to accept you, Carmy learned to ignore you, and you learned to deal with his bullshit.

Carmy also learned that he might have a staring problem.

It was little, at first. quick glances at you at your station. Just to make sure you aren't royally fucking up per usual, right?

But it became something... More.

Glances turned to looks, and looks turned to stares.

The more he stared, the more he noticed about you.

The more he stared, the more he noticed about himself.

Like, for example, your laugh. It was loud. Loud enough to break his focus every time he heard it, which was often because you just have to find everything so damn funny. Still, there was this warmth to it. It became familiar, comforting even. He found himself quietly chuckling, wondering what joke had made you laugh like that so he could replicate it and tell it to you later.

And as the weeks went on, it was harder to not stare at you every time you entered the kitchen. Maybe it was those ridiculous outfits, that made you look straight outta Brooklyn, though they did have a certain charm to them. Maybe it was your perfume, unbearable at first but after a while addicting. Or maybe it was just you. Maybe it was just the fact that Carmy wasn't just staring at your outfits, or listening to your laugh, or smelling your perfume, he was staring at, listening to, and smelling you.

He hated to admit it, but that little voice in the back of his head was right. The one that told him maybe he didn't hate you. The one that told him maybe you weren't the worst chef he'd ever met. The one that told him maybe he was issue, you were fine- amazing, even, he was just too dense to realize.

He didn't listen to that voice often, but as time passed the voice got louder and it was harder to push down his feelings like that. He knew, sooner or later, that he would explode and tell you how he felt. How he really felt.

Maybe that would be tonight.

Carmy could feel his jaw tense just looking at you, gripping the countertop so hard his tattooed knuckles looked pale in the fluorescent kitchen lights.

Somewhere else in the kitchen someone yelled out an order, but he wasn't paying attention. He was busy watching you. You were preparing lamb with a mint jelly, but the jelly was runny and the lamb undercooked. God, it almost made him feel sorry for you.

He watched as you wiped sweat from your furrowed brow, a concentrated look on your face with your tongue slightly sticking out of your mouth. It was kind of endearing to see you trying so hard. God, was he smiling? At the thought of you? He'd tried to push these feelings down, he really had. He just wasn't strong enough.

Carmy quickly went back to being straight faced, trying to focus more on his job of prepping vegetables for a side dish. Still, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop stealing glances to your station. It was a mess, in all honesty. How you hadn't been screamed at yet, he had no idea.

A thought appeared in his head. He tried to ignore it; shake it off and focus on the food that needed preparing. But it was consuming his mind. Finally, he couldn't take it. He set down his knife, glancing at your station.

"Chef!" he called out. You were the only person nearby, so of course you turn and look at him. You felt yourself grimace. God, what does he want now? To yell at you, insult your undercooked lamb and mint jelly that was turning more into a mint sauce every minute?

You didn't know why you were so off your game today; maybe it had something to do with all the staring from Mr. 'I'm too good for the rest of you' just one station away. Those piercing blue eyes had been boring a hole through you for far too long now.

Even still, you made sure to smile and nod. "Yes?" you replied, with a sickeningly sweet tone.

"Yes, chef." Carmy corrected, and you scoffed. "Come over here."

You obliged, although hesitantly. Why did he need you at the garde manger? Not to mention, you were sure he would never work with you willingly. If he had it his way, you'd be out on the streets begging for spare change.

"You're cooking the lamb all wrong," Carmy began. You rolled your eyes. Of course he's calling you over to critique you. That's the only thing he finds pleasure in doing. He can see your disinterest, and quickly snaps his fingers in front of your face. "Hey, listen to me."

"Okay," you grumble.

"The only thing you should be saying is yes chef. Not okay, not yes, not some bullshit complaint about me not fuckin'- bein' all nice and shit, just yes chef. Capiche?"

You raise your eyebrows. "Yes chef." You were used to Carmen getting pissy, throwing his temper tantrums, but not like this. This was different. This, was hot.

"Good." Carmy's reply is short and sweet. A moment of silence fills the air, the tension evident.

"So, for uh- for the lamb." he sniffs, grabbing a cut of the animal and his good knife. "You're not- you're starting the lamb on medium heat and just keeping it like that, the whole way through, right?"

You nod, watching him cut a piece to the right size. You never noticed how strong his arms were until now. You'd seen them, sure, but never in this light. Muscles, some veins popping out, you can't look away.

"Well- you're supposed to start it on, uhm, medium high. Yeah. Not medium, that won't cook it well enough without burning it and making it look like shit. So, you start on medium high, then around halfway through, you turn it down to medium and just keep it there until it's done. Yes?"

"Yes chef." you nod. You had to admit, he knew his shit. Carmy was a good chef, no doubt about it. And watching him work? It was like magic.

"Great. Here, lemme- lemme show you how to do it, first, so you don't fuck it up like you did last time. That was- that was bad. Fuck." he cringes at the stutter in his voice, reminding him of the childhood he spent too afraid to speak thanks to that debilitating stutter. It was gone now, mostly. Except for when the nerves got the best of him.

He walked to the stovetop, turning the heat to medium high and pouring olive oil on the skillet. The lamb made a hissing sound as he tossed it into the pan, the crackling and popping of the oil growing louder.

"See, and now this- this is when we turn down the heat, and you just change the side every few minutes until it's brown, and uh- yeah. There ya go. Perfect lamb. Yeah." he explains, wiping his hands on a nearby towel. He starts to walk back to his station, but you stop him.

"What about the mint jelly?"

He stops and turns around. He never thought he'd see the day where you- the annoying stage who hated him almost as much as he hated you, would ask for his help. He can't help but smile. He doesn't know why. Maybe it's the satisfaction from the unspoken confession that yes- he is a better chef than you- or maybe it's because you actually want to spend time with him. You're asking to learn from him, and you don't even sound mad about it!

Maybe he's smiling because this stupid little workplace crush may not be as one-sided as he thought.

A/N: Holy shit I kinda love this. Might make a series of work rivals to lovers with Carm cus he's my husband fr fr <3 we share a name for a reason!!!💯💯💯

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[turvi]

Hi! Shortcake here, i j wanted 2 request a rodrick x sweet reader, the kinda girl that rlly enjoys pink and skirts and things like that. Ty, have a nice day! <3

First of all, love the nickname..second thanks for the request. I hope you like this.

"Rodrick, don't blink."

"Because you are literally poking my eyes with your finger," Rodrick argued. He had agreed to let Y/n do his makeup today. He was amazed at the amount of makeup she had and was just ready to be her guinea pig.

"I'm being very gentle Rodrick, if you could just stay still then my fingers won't poke you."

He melted at her sweet voice. His eyes fluttered at her gentle touch. They were so different yet they were made for each other. He smirked as an idea crossed his mind. "You wanna use glitter next?"

Y/n gasped "Would you let me?"

Rodrick just wanted to smush her cheeks and kiss all over her face. She looked extra cute today in her all-pink attire and a matching hairband. "Of course, I would." He took out the glitter pouch from her hot pink makeup kit and handed it to her.

Rodrick couldn't help but love her more as she giggled and started applying glitter to his cheeks.

She gasped "Oh my gosh Rodrick you look so pretty."

Rodrick smushed her cheeks and smacked kisses across her blushing cheeks. "Thank you lovie."

..................................................

The next day Rodrick would glare at anyone who even tried to make a sound when they saw Rodrick in full makeup. He has always been protective of Y/n's feelings since day one.

The boys in school who called her childish and pretentious for her all-pink attire would don a purple bruise on their faces the next day.

When Rodrick volunteered to teach Y/n to play the drums he painted his spare drumsticks pink, and when she found out she kissed him until his cheeks turned to her favourite colour.

He somehow convinced Susan to get him a pair of pink socks so he could match with Y/n when she wore her own pair of pink socks.

Sure her pink aesthetic clashed with his emo aesthetic, but nothing makes him happier than seeing his girl happy when they match.

..........................................................

Once Rodrick had visited her home and he was genuinely impressed how she managed to get everything in pink and still make her room look good.

All her shampoos, her dresses and even her pillow were in various shades of pink. Rodrick nicknamed her doll because she resembled a Barbie doll. He even managed to get her a Barbie doll at Christmas that he claimed looked like her. In return, she dressed up her Ken like him, and he made sure she placed it next to her Barbie doll.

Every time he would visit her he would first make sure his Ken doll is with her Barbie doll.

Rodrick started collecting random things just because they are pink-coloured. Movie tickets, guitar picks, flowers, bottle lids etc. He would collect them and give them to Y/n the next time they meet.

He never thought he would like the colour so much, but he would bring all the pinks in the world to her just to see her smile.

A/N: REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED IF YOU LIKE THIS.