#why u gotta wear all them bows

[isopodsinmymailbox]

clown party!

[freshloveee]

❛❛ 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐩𝛐𝐬𝐭𝐬 ❞

summary - chris n singer!reader insta posts

notes - these are just some random ones no specific order/timeline but PLEASE send in some reqs guys its a rare sighting of me being motivated 💪

y/n.l/n

♫ nights · frank ocean

y/n.l/n - me! plus chris is in boston so im trying to get him to miss me

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christophersturniolo its working bro

↳ y/n.l/n good can u come back now i miss my yapper

↳ y/ns.angelll "my yapper" SOBBING.

matthewsturniolo w song

↳ y/n.l/n thank you thank you i know my music taste is impeccable

↳ matthewsturniolo calm down lil bro

madisonbeer MY GORGEOUS GIRL

↳ y/n.l/n come home bbg the kids miss you

↳ christophersturniolo bro?

↳ nickaustin chris come here rn we gotta make them jealous

♫ mona lisa · y/n l/n

christophersturniolo - what do yall know abt singular act 1

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y/n.l/n turn this shit off right the fuck now.

↳ y/n.l/n anyways hi sexy

↳ christophersturniolo sup

↳ y/n.l/n bro is nonchalant with it 🔥🥶😈

↳ christophersturniolo why do you say these things

matthewsturniolo bros getting flashbacks to his y/n phase

↳ christophersturniolo never left it wdym

↳ christophersturniolo i came out of the WOMB wearing my y/n merch dont pmo

nathandoe8 TREVVVV MY GUY

nicolassturniolo BOW BOW BOWWWWW

y/n-chris-4EVER i think y/n likes this song

y/n.l/n

♫ glue song · beabadoobee

y/n.l/n - birthday boy !! thank u for making me geniunely happy again love u forever 🤍

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christophersturniolo i love u more

↳ y/n.l/n incorrect

↳ christophersturniolo i was smiling and giggling until the last slide

↳ y/n.l/n im sorry you know i can't be serious for too long

matthewsturniolo get a room you losers

↳ y/n.l/n get a girlfriend you loser

↳ y/n.l/n get a life you loser

↳ y/n.l/n leave the house you loser

↳ y/n.l/n bros mad because he can't pull

↳ matthewsturniolo okay im sorry

↳ y/n.l/n happy bday 🤗

nicolassturniolo i hate the fact that you guys are cute

arianagreenblatt parents! (real not clickbait)

zay-sturns

♫ espresso · y/n l/n

zay-sturns - Y/N WON A VMA !!!!!

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fawnchives SHE LOOKS SO GOOD OMG !!!

quinnysnursery UGH I LOVE HER

christophersturniolo thats my girl right there

↳ ginswife theyre so cute :((

luckystarlogs MY BABY WON HER FIRST VMA

nicolassturniolo motherrrrrr

↳ thenickgirl HI NICK I LOVE YOU

↳ nicolassturniolo HIIII

↳ thenickgirl OH MY GOD

matthewsturniolo i guess im proud or wtv 😐

matthewsturniolo JUST KIDDING GUYS SUPER PROUD OF Y/N SHES LIKE MY LITTLE SISTER

[misojunnie]

Hi I don't know if you're accepting requests right now but can i request K (&Team) as a boyfriend. I loved your nicholas one. Thank you so much 💋❤️♥️🌹

케이 - k as your bf!

ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ʚϊɞ.

will annoy you with texts 24/7. “did u eat???” “I’m so bored” “can u game w me plz”

sends songs that remind you of him whenever he’s away for work and misses you

so sassy. sassy man apocalypse

the type to hold your waist from behind when you’re talking to your friends :(((((

never lets you go to bed angry. you guys always gotta talk it out and resolve things!!!

he let’s you sit on his back while he does push ups

gets insanely protective. K is usually all sunshine and rainbows, but if someone fucks with you they are over.

super competitive when it comes to you

if he sees you happily watching soccer on tv, he’ll pout and b like “hey, you know I’m really good at soccer too?”

also competitive in other ways, like he thinks you’re the best gf ever. if someone else starts talking about their gf, he’ll start arguing that you’re prettier and smarter, etc

he’s trying to be nicer but he often can’t hold back a sassy quip or remark. this boy has an ATTITUDE.

buys hoodies just to lend them to you

he says he bought them cause his other ones are too old or you stole them all, but he secretly bought them so you could wear them

he loves it when you smell like him

the type to be cold at first and then get super attached

he pretended like he didn’t like you for sooooo long, but when he fell, he fell super hard

will buy you pretty little earrings or bows or random girly stuff he thinks is cute

wraps his arm around your shoulder when you walk around. if you’re shorter than him, he’d 100% rest his chin on your head

if he wants something, he’ll just stare at you until you get the hint

“why are you looking at me like that?” “wow, you finally noticed. can we cuddle now?”

a/n: I’m so glad you guys liked the nicho bf hcs!!!!! making a K version was so fun I might do this for all of &team >.< lmk if you guys have any more requests!

[jake-sullys-wife]

YAYYYYYY TO JAKE SULLY FICS

Can I send in Jake sully smut request? Can u write stepdad!jake x reader or human!reader??

*i tried my very best but please enjoy this request! And do please send more because requests are open! And I will write down my rules later on today but do enjoy! 😊😊*

⚠️: smut🔞, stalking, breeding kink, used the word 'daddy', in the Forest, sneaking out, (please tell me if I miss anything else)

- Stepdad Jake Sully x human Reader

(The beginning of the story kinda doesn't make any sense but I'm trying here. just bear with me 😭)

*You were adopted by Jake Sully and neytiri like Kirk and ever since the adoption you been living with them*

*But as you got older (like between 18-19-20) you began sneaking out at night and the worst part is Jake knows you're sneaking out but doesn't know why*

*so one night you decided sneak out, standing up carefully, carefully walking out the doorway andddd out you go!*

*You walked through the forest, looking around everything around you. You are happy that you were born on Pandora but you just wish you weren't wearing this oxygen mask after all you are a human*

*As you walked through the forest for the past few minutes you feel like something or someone is watching you...*

*You don't know who's watching you but you kept walking anyway*

*Your feet began to hurt so you lay back in cancer tree and sat down to rest. You wanted to take a little nap so you close your eyes and taking a little nap because why not right?*

*A minute pass by and you began to hear footsteps. You thought it was a small animal walking pass by that's when until you hear..*

"Hey."

*You opened your eyes and you looked up to see your stepfather... Jake Sully*

"Just what you think you doing out here? You know it's dangerous out here"

*You got up fast, still looking up at Jake. Putting your hands behind your back*

"Heyyy jak- I mean sir I was just uhhh training! Yup I was training!"

*You nervously chuckled and smiled at him. Jake putting his hands on his hips*

"Training? At night? You were training at night by yourself?"

*You nodded*

"Ok then where's your bow? Your arrows? Hm?"

*Oh no now he's questioning you! Think!*

"I've must forgot yeah! soo hahahaaaa...."

*Jake let out a sigh*

"Ok cut the bullshit. Tell me why you're sneaking out"

*You sighed*

"I just wanted to see what is like to be by myself that's all I'm sorry"

*you look down at the ground, felt guilty*

"*Sigh* ok but you know you're not getting out of this one right?"

*You nodded as you turned around facing the tree and undo your Loincloth then put your hands on the tree*

*As your Loincloth falls on the ground. Jake walked approaches you from behind, putting his hands on your body*

*One hand on your stomach, one hand on your thigh. He leaned down as you can feel his breath on your hot neck and then he whispered in your ear*

"You know, I always wonder why you were sneaking out. Maybe you want me to find you...all alone...waiting for daddy~"

*You blushed hard then you felt his two fingers rubbing your pussy*

*You let out a small moan*

"You're already wet for me, huh? What a naughty girl you are~"

*Then he silp his two fingers in you. You gasped*

*You feel your pussy stretching as he sipping in and out*

*He went a little faster leaving you a few more moans out*

"Mmh~ just hearing you moaning makes me wanna fuck you moreee~"

*He took his fingers out then he undo his Loincloth, it fell to the ground. he stroke his staff for a moment then lined it up to your pussy*

"I hope your ready for this babygirl~"

*He slowly sliding it in you, it was way bigger than his fingers. His staff stretching you out more than his fingers*

"Fuck...you're tight~"

*His dick was only half inside you*

"You gotta daddy in...I want to be in you fully"

*Your legs are already shaking as you felt his hands on yours hips, lifting your ass up higher. Your feet no longer touching the ground.*

*He slowly sliding out then THRUST right back in and he's fully in*

*You moaned loudly. You feel very full*

"Ooooohh fuckkkk!~ you feel amazing!~"

*And without warning he picks up the pace by thrusting faster and deeper*

*You're moaning his name, telling him to slow down. You can't even breathe right*

"I can't slow down!~. You *thrust* just*thrust* feel *thrust* so *thrust* good!~ *THRUST*"

*You gripping the tree. Holding it for dear life as Jake is fucking you out*

"Hold shit, I wanna breed you so fucking bad right now!~"

*Breed? No no no that can't be possible, right?*

"I'm breed this damn pussy... letting everyone know that it's mine~"

*You clinched around his dick as you were close to cumming*

*He slap your ass, watching it bounced as he kept thrusting*

"I can smell that you're close babygirl~ I'm getting close too and breeding this pussy!~"

*You both heavily breathing and groaning*

"S-sir!~ I'm cumming! Ah!~"

*You cummed around his cock and now it's Jake's turn*

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum, sooo deep inside you...~"

*You feel him going faster and harder*

"I'm gonna... gonna--... Fuck!~"

*His sticky and thick and heavy seed went deep inside. He slips out and covered your pussy with his big hand keeping his seed inside*

"Gotta make it stays in...now let's get back home. Don't want anyone suspect us we were gone"

- *end*

[moonspirit]

my hcs on the alliances favourite song/musician:

levi- Elvis. no specific song

he’d lock himself in a room and blast some of his songs, he’d sip a cup of tea and stare out the window while stewing his hatred for that lil monkey boy zeke. the first time he did this onyankopon broke down the door because he thought levi was gonna kill himself. my reasoning is that I think he’s a lil ol fashioned so.. Elvis.

annie- hit ‘em up, 2pac.

she’d LOVE diss tracks, especially this one. she’d sometimes mumble “..that’s why i fucked yo bitch you fat motherfucka..” in her sleep. the alliance doesn’t let her pick the music anymore after falco and gabi arrived for obvious reasons. if she was more public she’d be cancelled for imitating a black accent.. she can’t help it..

armin- nursery rhymes. 

oh god don’t give him the aux.. he would genuinely be listening to “je mappele dolphine” or something like that. do NOT let him find national anthems. (not the lana del rey one.. please let him find that one it’s so good)

gabi- karma, jojo siwa.

you couldn’t water board this information out of her. she pretends her favourite song is also hit ‘em up like annie to act tough but she’s a Jojo siwa fan at heart. she doesn’t let anyone in her room because you’d find every single bow jojo has released, that one mold infested jojo siwa curry sauce, and a karma vinyl she somehow got her grubby hands on. 

connie- con calma, daddy yankee.

our latino king! you cannot stop him from replaying this song, unless you want to go get a rabies shot. if he’s listening to spanish songs while driving make sure to buy car insurance right then and there because connie doesn’t have any! and you’re definitely gonna crash..

pieck- telepatia/melting - kali uchis.

couldn’t decide which she’d like more, but she’s a huge fan of cutesy songs. i can also see her liking prom song gone wrong by lana del rey. (can u tell lana is my favourite?) anyway, she would bedazzle her record player with pink rhinestones and dance around her room to kali uchis. 

reiner- caramelldanssen, caramella girls.

you CANNOT change my mind. he’d try to overdose on crushed up jolly ranchers (someone scammed him, placebo affect go crazy) while laying face down on the carpet with this song in the background. someone asks him to hangout he’s like nah i’m busy today.. he’s just listening to this song while ugly crying about nothing in particular.

jean- maneater- nelly furtado

much like gabi, he’d probably say his favourite song is something like too many nights or big poppa.. but we all know this is what he’d listen to. that and promiscuous (also by nelly furtado. he’s a huge fan) yeah nobody believes him when he says a hip-hop/rap song.

falco- kidz bop version of ms.jackson. (that kidz pop song SPECIFICALLY.)

while other people are stanning loona or whatever artist he’s stanning kidz bop.. like a true alpha male. he’d also probably say shit like “fudge” instead of fuck and yell “language!!” when someone cusses. bless his heart.

hope u know all these songs, they’re very.. diverse. it took a while to get you these headcanons but i’ve been busy lately.

Hiya xD

Gotta admit, I didn't know a lot of these songs so I had to look them up. Had a great time tho!

I like Levi listening to Elvis. He's an old time king, and he's right - old timey songs really do FTW. Nothing like being holed up in your house with some fucking great tea and 50's rock n roll.

Annie tho xD She can listen to ALLLLLL the diss tracks and hard rap she wants to and wear outfits that got drip and swag but she'll never beat the cute allegations. Sorry but that's... That's just how it is.

But Armin - nursery rhymes???!?! Come ooonnnn you gotta give him more credit than that lol xD I like to think he enjoys pop and instrumental a lot.

Gabi, Falco and Jean being like "No! We're tough nuts! In this house we listen to songs that go hard!" And then actually listening to energetic pop and kidz bop lmaooooo. People pretend they don't know so these three can keep their pride intact xD (secretly they're a club of liars)

I listened to Telepatía by Kali Uchis and omg 🥺 I can imagine Pieck vibing to that slow R&B soul in her room. Dancing around her room as the record player plays and plays and plays. Ahhhh that's such a good image!

The best ones are for last.

Connie boy! He's definitely not got a thought in his head with that song as he drives - and it's a pretty GREAT road trip too! All cheer and good vibes!

Reiner listening to Caramelldanssen is the only thing of true value in this post. In true style, he's got the video and everything playing on the largest screen in his house. He knows the moves. He dances, he sings, he cries.

(the others are horrified. Perfect time for Annie to spit some 2pac diss bars).

thank you for sending these in omg xD

[borathae]

Chapter 11

You peek through the spy first. You aren’t that reckless. wattpad canon yn gotta learn from her

WHO IS IT?? no jimin pls old man?? is he evil and young like the queen in snow white

damn the familiar, letter and invitation everything just hits soo magical haha very old fashioned in a fairy tale way gregor pointing at himself is uwu pls im crying over a cute grandpa

“Ah, no don’t bow" ... “Of course Miss” .... bows again, same energy as dont apologize its ok, im sorry ..... oh sorry again

baby the old man is probably younger than him ACTUALLY NO ITS HIS DAD'S BESTIE family friends you know ahah haah ha 😃

Lace up boots with a petit heel and toe cap.OMG ITS SOO HOT MOMMY SHOES SHUTU P IM BARKING ALREADY ASAAAHAAJS

It looks handmade, all of it, DID HE DO THAT ?? “It feels wonderful on bare skin. You should try it out some time.” STOP I HAVE A LIFE Golden and the diamonds and pearls are clearly real. HOW RICH IS HE WTF

“Nope, I’m out”, you say and close the box quickly, “this is too much.” mood

OMG OUR BABIES FINALLY YAY HI KOOKLES

how did he not see/smell us???

“It’s pretty”, Jungkook whispers, fumbling with his thumbs. OMG HE SPOKE DIRECTLY TO US AND DIDNT RUN AWAY im selling my non-existent properties to him HOBI STOP TEASING THE BABY

“Two hundred bucks?” me if i win it: WE ARE RICH NOW WOOHOO

dont tell me hes gonna wear his old uniform haha “His grandfather served in the war. It’s his way of honouring him. Right Jungkookie?” right 😃😃💀💀 I bet your grandpa would be so happy to see you Jungkook” 😭😭 im dead pls

OMG TAE SEND US A WINK *FAINTS nooo we just got 2seokook for a second talk to them pls

what’s with this seductive intonation of ‘pleasure’ as if that means something to you?ofc she wont remember it ugh joon fuck you

poor yoongles being ignored tae: 😍 yoongi: -_- jimin: 😒 namjoon: 😏

FUCK OFF JAMAL boi wdym u can make it ur convo?? 👀😃🤨

ofc father louis williams suga adams junior the third wont like to dress up for the ball

It seems like everyone hated each other secretly and as if smiling was forbidden.  reminds me of tae saying friendship as a force of habit

hmm joon likes it U AINT FORGIVEN tho 😒🙄I TAKE THAT BACK

“Inspiring?” you make sure, laughing nervously, “you mean evil, don’t you?"  SIR??

very evil vibes, no more daddy vibes marty im scared pick me up

“what’s Gregor doing at her place?” ..Taehyung seems…frightened TAE IS SCARED THATS IT BYE IM LEAVING TO UM IDK MARS

Taehyung seems to visibly relax, even going so far as to exhale in relief.  phew we got 2seokkook to save the day

“Will you children be quiet for once?” Yoongi growls thanks HE IS THE MAN ONCE AGAIN, solved jinmin's petty fight (major??)

“Why is everyone staring? Continue you with your pointless existence, will you?” KING SHIT YALL

He disappears behind a pillar and then you can’t see him anymore. boi wut where did u go???

TAE IS SCARED AGAIN???? WHY IS JOON ANGRY they are almost hypnotising you, “yeah, okay better this way.” ok again this hypnotizing shit aah

wow we are going to make out here?? ok i will take that haha im not confused anymore haha, jokes aside is he hypnotizing us? cuz she is taking more time to think and just easily disregarding everything else

who's close?? jimin and joon?? wow shit seems so intense wtf its just gifts?? unless tae is broke and he took a loan for it

holy shit tae could be a whole ass kilgrave with the mind control. How long does it take for the power to wear off? was jin also controlled like that?

fuck jin's doing the same thing except he is trying to calm her down

fuck im so confused scared and slightly pissed

WHO IS IT?? no jimin pls old man?? is he evil and young like the queen in snow white

lmoaoaooa imAGINE FAHSDF

damn the familiar, letter and invitation everything just hits soo magical haha very old fashioned in a fairy tale way gregor pointing at himself is uwu pls im crying over a cute grandpa

like it's so romantic JFADJFJ my bitchass would fall so hard for it JFJDASFJ

Lace up boots with a petit heel and toe cap.OMG ITS SOO HOT MOMMY SHOES SHUTU P IM BARKING ALREADY ASAAAHAAJS

HAHHHA Not you going into horny mode JFJDS

It looks handmade, all of it, DID HE DO THAT ?? “It feels wonderful on bare skin. You should try it out some time.” STOP I HAVE A LIFE Golden and the diamonds and pearls are clearly real. HOW RICH IS HE WTF

NO BUT IT COULD ACTUALLY BE THAT HE MADE IT HE IS ALSO WAY TOO RICH *sucks his dick*

how did he not see/smell us???

boy was probably well fed and not feral for onCE jfjasdjf

“It’s pretty”, Jungkook whispers, fumbling with his thumbs. OMG HE SPOKE DIRECTLY TO US AND DIDNT RUN AWAY im selling my non-existent properties to him HOBI STOP TEASING THE BABY

he is such a shy bean in SA I sob :(

“Two hundred bucks?” me if i win it: WE ARE RICH NOW WOOHOO

NO BUT ME FR bro no joke I spend 2.200 € yesterday on new photography equipment and I would literally kill to randomly get 200 bucks :')

what’s with this seductive intonation of ‘pleasure’ as if that means something to you?ofc she wont remember it ugh joon fuck you

like ugghhh rancid nasty

poor yoongles being ignored tae: 😍 yoongi: -_- jimin: 😒 namjoon: 😏

lmaooa for real fajdsf

FUCK OFF JAMAL boi wdym u can make it ur convo?? 👀😃🤨

BRO IS SO CONFIDENT LIKE BESTIE.

It seems like everyone hated each other secretly and as if smiling was forbidden.  reminds me of tae saying friendship as a force of habit

mhmhmmmmmmmm

“Why is everyone staring? Continue you with your pointless existence, will you?” KING SHIT YALL

HE IS SO ANGRY IN SA I WANT HIM

wow we are going to make out here?? ok i will take that haha im not confused anymore haha, jokes aside is he hypnotizing us? cuz she is taking more time to think and just easily disregarding everything else

like the hypnotising has to STOP

who's close?? jimin and joon?? wow shit seems so intense wtf its just gifts?? unless tae is broke and he took a loan for it

lmaoo imagine 😭😭

holy shit tae could be a whole ass kilgrave with the mind control. How long does it take for the power to wear off? was jin also controlled like that?

LIKE LISTEN HE IS ACTUALLY SO SCARY *sucks his dick*

[sentofight]

ooc. nehe~

because b.each e.pisode (now i have to censor that too..thanks p.orn b.logs;;)

if u ever felt like down because of your swimming outfit look please remember a.kihiko chose this because of 'speed'

ok dropping how some muses b.each look and stuff~

aki: as previous picture. SPEED! POWER! B/ANANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aldo: alde will probably ...not go for the beach because 'cat-like' but if he was to wear something to humor his friends hmm.. probably something like [this]; to cover his whole body. there is no canon look for him which is a surprise by now but hey he is the only protag in a mobile game so far who does not have million clothes. he got only one look XDD well, if u count IDA school outfit then...two...and like only his normal style and ascended style which is same look ...sigh...why are they stingy with my boy? HE IS THE PROTAGONIST PLEASE LEARN FROM GRAN/BLU AND GIVE HIM MANY MANY CUTE AND COOL OUTFITS AAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

b.alan: nope. u can drag him to hell but not to the b.each. if he like magically was taken there he would most likely still be wearing his normal clothes or something like a legging, shorts, long shirt and a jacket. a hat for sure and sunglasses magically over his glasses XD

c.aleb: u know he gotta flex his abs and muscles. AVAIATION BOY NEEDS TO FLEX TO IMPRESS. the usual shorts with or without open shirt ~

d.ate: no beach for him. nope. i will talk about [him because all he wears is obnoxious and colorful if he was in his s.aito body but somewhat obnoxious and weird ass patters in his normal body]

e.dea: my guuurl!!! LOOK AT HER!!! PERCEIVE HER. BOOTIFUL. listen anything cute and with a bow is her go to. something that could accentuate her cuteness! coughboobacough.

e.dward: literally will sink if he goes into water but hey. i remember he had an official art back in 2003 but i cant find it but here is the mobile game look [this]

f.orte: MY KNIGHT! her official look is simple and cute ;u; edea and forte team simple bi.kini.s with bows~

f.rey: listen. at least there are no weird ass straps u know

g,aius: my dude be rocking the candy look~

k.ula: the kawaii overload look uwuuiwieuwsjks also chiro's art is canon for me. instantly adapting everything into my k.ula. bless her soul for the k.ula art (that is not loli or questionable) i had been denied for years.

k.yle: is grandpa... he will drink bear and nap there. he is def short and open shirt guy.

l.indow: OHONHONN THE SEGGSY MAN OF THE EAST DEN WMWHEHEHEHEHE i dont think he got a beach alt in any of the mobile games that came out or i could be mistaken SINCE MOST OF THEM ARE JP REGION LOCKED FLUCK! but same obnoxious date style of H//awaiian shirt and short. please dont let them meet!!!!!!!

l.issa: can't believe we dont have an official art for her but we got a cute maid one lmao feat. gr.ima and maribelle XDDD anyway cute style she is similar to ed.ea in style so weeee~

l.ucina: on that note the whole official art is [this] L.UCINA AND MARI ENJOYING THEIR TIME WHILE THE OTHERS ARE FIGHTING THIS ART IS SO FUNNY I OPEN IT FROM TIME TO TIME TO LAUGH.

as you can see we have a l.uci b.ikini look and in heroes we got another look and in cipher we got another. tbh if there is a beach episode it will be defaulted to her cipher look because i think it is the prettiest and closets to how i personally write her. though the other two can come up only for partners and the like.

l.yndis: ..........shes cruel.....

l/onqu: similar to g/aius' shorts but he wears open jacket/shirt or whatever. honestly it will be ...a miracle if he went to the beach. his gynophobia will kick in at full speed dlkfjs

m.ax: HE JUST FLEX HIS MUSCLES TO IMPRESS JUBELLIAN. SILLY CAT MAN.

r.aquel: mhmhmhm my sickly girl ;a; she will definitely join but not for too long ... so something is cute yet practical hmhmh maybe something like [this] perhaps she can tie something to her waist to make it longer and cover whenever she is not in the water hmhm

r.en: the chaotic amamiya. he might copy l.indow's style to piss him off that he can pull it better than him but he generally hoodie and short kind of style.

r.okurou: THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND. check him out!!!!!!!!!!!!

s.enel: isn't his outfit already a swimming one? ............ senny you water nerd. but look we got from mobile games

s.hutaro: HE AINT GOING TO THE BEACH BRO HE WILL DIE. HE WILL PERISH. HE WILL JUST POOF FROM EXISTANCE. HE IS A VAMPIRE BOY. but ..sobs.... like... he is the bermuda kind of young man with jacket because i feel like he was somewhat insecure about him not being that strong looking. even after becoming vampire boy he is like ;u;

s.yaoran: whatever kids wear man. most likely bermuda too and jacket.

t.iz: MY HOME BOY. listen. he does not think that much. anything will work. shorts and he will jump into the water (bumpkin boy like) but u know if he was given choice he might go for something like [this] or [this] similar.

t.ressa: oooh tessa!!!!! something cute and practical like r.aquel because i feel like she is the kind of ...on the job all the time XD she will find a way to profit here and there ehehehe [this] i see her one piece but then with enough encouragement she will try the two pieces. most likely only if she had someone in her life u know otherwise being practical wins.

v.ictor: oh sheet segggsyyyy dead daddy. ok. i feel like he is ...like this XDD sorry luci.fer stealing ur look

x.oaishi: DIVE BACK IN TIME~ T-T-TIME~ anyway CHECK HIM OUT! tots not matching with boyfo but lets pretend we dont see.

yoeng: listen... she does not mind showing off because she is not embarrassed or shy about her body!!!!!! she knows what works well with her body type and will pick something that accentuate that powerful look. expect her to pick one for friends outing and another one if a mission required her to be in one and this one will be super practical so she can hide knives and all sort of stuff she needs in a mission. friends outing will be something like [this] or similar // mission swimsuit like [this] / [this]

z.ack: ENTER THE AMAZING PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

f.eiruz: LISTEN. SHE IS A MODEST LADY. SHE WILL ONLY SHOW MOST PARTS ONLY FOR HER HUBBY OK? i tried to draw something over a body art (not mine).

e.inar: byakko's popsicle~ definitely something like this to cover his magitek arm. even though it looks like a normal arm, he needs to be careful still. ofc he prefers solid colors (only post game he will let u know he likes cat prints shhhhh)

no i didnt take the whole day to think of swimsuits...weh. probably not all my muses;;

[aprillikesthings]

lol I spent a portion of last night/today reading someone else's live-blogs of season 5 and I'm kinda glad just bc I'd forgotten that in the LAST SCENE of the LAST EPISODE they were like "yay let's go to space and bring magic back to other planets :D FRIENDS ROAD TRIP"

(also I reread an old interview with ND Stevenson where he was like "wooo I bet they visit a bunch of planets")

Anyway it's forced me to re-imagine the first chapter and change of my fic but it's fine, better now than later

okay lets get another episode down while laundry is in the dryer

s1 ep4!

On the one hand I get why they have Angella be like this

On the other hand I'm like, do people here not know what "child soldier" means? Yes, Adora's old enough to make decisions for herself, but that's. Why she left.

I feel like this is loosely inspired by really big pretty churches, but in a fairly neutral kind of way

Or maybe it's just that everything reminds me of Her

(The cathedral in Leòn, Spain; aka one of my fave places on earth, I'm always surprised this pic turned out as well as it did because when I took it I was crying, anyway)

*squints* I forget if they ever explain which defeat they're referencing here, I'm positive they do but I'm blanking

Is that Castaspella on the mural

Catra's little "prrp!" here was almost definitely involuntary, and I love that they had her do a "surprised kitty" sound

Okay so Shadow Weaver is like NO I KNOW YOU NO MORE ABOUT ADORA AND YOU'RE NOT TELLING ME and is visibly threatening Catra, but then her crystal thing starts to hurt her, and as she backs away Catra reaches for her before Shadow Weaver slaps her hand away, have I mentioned how well they portray child abuse survivors

:(

BAHAHAH that's gay

the village hoes just be throwing themselves at her amiright

(I don't mean the baby obviously)

Note to self for later, writing reasons: the Princesses all have literal physical objects that are the source of their powers

Man I can never get over the degree to which Perfuma reminds me of a friend I had in the late '00's, a tall thin blond sorta-hippie with long hair who REALLY tries to think positive and loves trees and flowers

Hordak: why are u still so obsessed with blondie Shadow Weaver: i'm not Hordak: you are so full of shit. give it up or no more magic for u

Poor Adora had NO idea she had to fill shoes this big or old

Bow will make such a great dad at some future point

Wait I gotta include that in my fic *runs off to write notes*

accidentally took the worst screenshot lol plz enjoy

This Ken lives in Plumeria!

Perfuma: we believe karma will come for the Horde someday :) Glimmer: or you could just fight them yourself Perfuma: mmmmmno

You're gonna have to tell her this like fifty more times

where did you get those

Boy it took like nothing for Perfuma to convince her people "actually let's go murder those sumbitches, call me KARMA AHAHAH"

Adora's actual magical ability: hiding that huge-ass sword no matter what she's wearing

All the green growing things taking over reminds me of scenes in Princess Mononoke, which was almost definitely on purpose

Perfuma has tasted blood and she's not going back

The parallels with "she's not really gay, it's a phase, she's confused, I'll get her to come to church" like I'm sorry but there's no way they didn't use that phrasing on purpose

Glimmer: if you were perfect you'd be HELLA ANNOYING

(she's not wrong)

ANYWAY my laundry was done like fifteen minutes ago but I wanted to finish the episode out :D

4/52

[wormsdyke]

not going to a catholic church for several years now allowed me to forget the way people can be so comfortable saying the most intensely guilt tripping things without a second thought

[firstkokon0is]

Rejecting them

request: the twins and haitani bro's reaction to reader rejecting them KNSDNSJBCJSDJ DO ITTTTT

with: kawata twins and haitani brothers //// gn!reader

‼️: swearings, lil bit sad but some crack on it, kisaki is mentioned in this

SMILEY

this is the first time that he confessed first in his entire life

thats how desperate he is to treat you right‼️

and show you who you deserve

but bonk.

he got rejected

“what y/n what do you mean you cant accept my feelings omg…..” he took the chance to ask before you walking away from him

“delinquent, you’re a delinquent right? sorry but i dont want to be in trouble i cherish my life” you said and excused yourself to get away

after you left he tried to stop you but he just let you go and mumbled a small “fuck” under his breath

maybe he should’ve ask for help, with chifuyu or takemichi or if possible he can talk to hina about it

he’s more of like, doubting his position and might even consider leaving toman just to get you but

the more he thinks about it, its not about how bad he looks or his personality but his occupation

then the acceptance “i swear y/n im gnna make u say yes next time” acceptance but still not giving up.

ANGRY

mf show up with five daisies he picked up from the park

it happens to be he’s going to confess to you how he feel about you

yet he got rejected

“im sorry souya-kun but i dont feel the same….thank you for the daisies tho i like them so much” you said

“how about me? you dont like me?” souya pointed at himself while saying those almost whispering

“love is not mutual souya im not the only one in this world so you gotta keep finding, what you deserve more” you replied while admiring the daisies he gave

he nods “well thank you for your time y/n please take care” he said before waving goodbye

he shed couple of tears away but unlike smiley he will doubt the way he looks, maybe you dont like him because of the way he looks

but the advice that you gave him was stuck in his mind, that love is not mutual and there’s really a one sided love in this planet

smiley will be hearing about you, and might even tell souya to try again but bring a lots fo your favorite food

but he might just move on while still holding on to that advice, he doesn’t want to bother you more either

RAN

who thinks its a good idea to show up wearing a gang uniform???????

its ran

he’s still proud because you wont reject him because he’s one of the popular people around plus he’s good looking, so it’s impossible that he’s gnna get rejected

he did got rejected now he feels bad

“i hope you dont beat me up because i rejected you……im really sorry sir but its gonna be dangerous for me if i date you” you even considered bowing

“no no no, y/n please raise your head and look at me“ he said putting a hand on your shoulder “see its fine i understand, being related to me might be dangerous….yea thank you for the time”

you gave him a one last bow and left

“shit” he whispered under his breath and followed by a laugh

because he’s so confident about his confession and you’re the first one to experience it FROM THE HAITANI RAN.

and he realized not all of the people have such a standard, where- just because he’s in a gang your gnna date him, just because he’s popular and good looking— no.

and he fell for you more because you know whats the best for you, even if it’s only one sided he just admire you so much.

RINDOU

just like ran, he showed up with his gang uniform

and is very confident about confessing because there’s no way someone will reject him

mostly its the people who confess for him first but he cannot just wait for you to be his lover

like, there’s a infinity line or girls waiting for rindou to date them but he got his eyes on you? u better be grateful

got rejected.

he cant believe it

“do you know who i am y/n??? yo why reject me better give me an explanation” not like he’s threatening you but idk rindou….

“well, you know you’re in a gang means you’re a bad guy but that’s not my business anyways and i dont wanna get involved plus i really dont feel the same, im sorry” you replied while he just nod at your explanation cockiness fading away

he gave a quick bow and you both separate ways now, maybe you’re right he’s a dangerous man

and all of the things you said is accurate, not just because he’s popular or in a gang what so ever

“nah……you will definitely change your mind” he said referring to you

he like people like you yet he doesn’t fit in your standard

he’s planning on playing kisaki mode

no just kidding

even tho you reject him, he wont bother you anymore— for your safety right? got it

yet there’s a small hope in him that one dat you approach him while raining and scream the way you felt about him.

pls thats so kdrama rindou

[shurisneakers]

harmless (ii)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, stealing cultural landmarks, frustrated bucky

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: made a header 4 this fic but i couldn’t take it seriously enough <3 

if you have any ideas for future inventions/evil plans, lemme know! it’s always fun to hear from y’all. 

here’s my ko-fi if you’d like to support my writing <333

Previous Part || Series Masterlist

It’s roughly a week before he sees you next.

Right on time too, according to the briefings he had received. Once a week you’d come up with your next batshit crazy idea and someone would be sent to make sure you didn’t execute it.

It was more of a babysitting gig than anything. Most people would do one, maybe two assignments before asking to not be sent again. 

He was not most people. He volunteers to go again. His afternoon is relatively free and he’s bored. 

Also, and more importantly, he needs to get out of the house before Sam finds out what he did.

“You’ll find her near the Statue of Liberty.”

“How do we know?”

“Oh, she tells us.”

“...she tells us where to find her?”

“Most times, yes. She says it’s time efficient.”

Absurd. He thinks you’re absurd.

Bucky finds you in line to board the ferry. You’re dressed to the nines like an obnoxious tourist, even though you were a local, topped with binoculars and a bucket hat. 

On an unrelated note, he thinks that maybe the mission today is to kill you for daring to wear sandals with socks like a suburban dad. A shudder runs through his body when he sees it.  

He’s wearing all black and a baseball cap. Somehow he’s standing out more than you are.

He boards the ferry behind you, keeping a close eye on all your movements. You take your place near the railing, a seat near the front of the boat. 

His phone rings. He answers it, expecting Sam to screech at him for painting Redwing neon pink again. He should have known it was coming after he shoved Bucky off the quinjet before he had time to strap his parachute on properly. 

“I thought I told you to bring a cape.” 

He quickly looks up at you but you’re not facing him. You have your phone held up to your ear, however.

“How did you get this number?” he asks icily.

“I knew you’d show up again.” Your head tilts to look at the statue in the distance. “Also, thanks for the door money, but I’m not sure I appreciate how you think the least creepy way to give someone money is to drop it off anonymously at their doorstep.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He swiftly gets up, stalking over to where you’re sitting. He was advised not to do anything aggressive. Advised was a flexible word. 

“Because I wasn’t going to answer it.” You look up at his figure looming over you. “Oh, hey.”

The phone is still pressed to the side of your face even though he’s right beside you. He cuts the call, shoving it back into his pocket.

“Allow me to introduce my pl-”

“What are you doing here?” He cuts to the chase. 

You send him a glare. “I was going to say it before you told me to. And sit down before everyone thinks you’re going to kill me.”

“Why are you going there?” He doesn’t have time for this, he thinks. He has important things to do. Like watching the reruns of Masterchef Junior. 

He sits in the seat beside you.

“Look at us.” You grin at him. “Me with the evilest outfit I could think of, you with your... Addams Family cosplay. We’re like, two peas in a po-”

“Start explaining,” he interjects. 

You roll your eyes. “I’m going to shrink the Statue of Liberty and use it as a keychain.”

“What?” It’s probably the most benign plan he’s ever heard in his life.

“I’m kidding.” Oh, good. “I’m not using it as a keychain, I’m taking it to class.” Nevermind. 

“What?” He finds himself repeating his previous question.

“I’m shrinking all the statues I can find. I want to use it in my classroom to teach the kids.”

“You’re... a teacher?” He blinks.

“You got a problem with that?” You look offended, to say the least. 

“No.” It’s not what he would peg your occupation as. He didn’t think you had one at all. “How are you planning on shrinking it?”

You rummage through the ugliest fanny pack he has ever had the misfortune of seeing. You pull out a small ring box, complete with a bow tied neatly on top. 

“I was saving this for our third anniversary, but-” you offer him a nervous laugh.

His stony expression doesn’t change, not even a blink. 

“Fine, Jesus, you’re no fun,” you huff, dropping the emotional act when he doesn’t look amused. 

You flip open the lid. Inside there are a few small disks. It looks familiar, he realises.

“Your friend Ant-Boy didn’t file a patent, so I just took his whole shtick.” He wants to defend Scott’s honour; it’s Ant-Man not boy. He doesn’t. He’s too transfixed on what you have in your hand.

“Pym particles.”

“The diet version.” You pick up one of them carefully. “A ripoff, but effective. Just gotta attach it to the thing I want to shrink and give it a few minutes.”

“You’re going to steal the Statue of Liberty,” he says, frankly a little taken aback that you were serious.

“Would you relax? I’ll put it back.”

“That’s not the point,” he damn near exclaims. “You can’t take away the Statue of Liberty just because you feel like it.”

“I literally can.” You point to the chips in your hand. “That’s the point of this, keep up.”

He feels exasperated. He didn’t sign up for this when he became an Avenger.

“Give me the box.” He makes a grab for it but you yank it away from his reach.

“What do you think you’re doing?” 

“I don’t have time for this.” His reruns would begin in an hour.

“That’s my problem, because...” you trail off. 

He rolls his eyes, makes a grab at the box again. His tactic is different this time. He stealthily pins one of your arms down so that you’re basically incapacitated.

“Hey! Stop that.” You fumble against his reach, shoving him with your elbow.

“Just give me the thing and we can all go home for the day,” he huffs, unfazed by your squirming.

“No! Over my dead bod-” 

He doesn’t immediately notice what goes wrong in the scuffle. 

Until you look at the ground near your feet. A disk lay there, undisturbed.

“Is that-” All of a sudden, either he’s getting taller or the ceiling of the boat is getting lower.

“Oops,” you say, not remorseful in the slightest. 

“Are we going to-”

“I’d give it five minutes max.” 

Great. He was stuck on a boat that was beginning to shrink. The other passengers were either oblivious or ignorant to seats that were starting to become too small for them, but Bucky’s heightened senses and extreme reflexes made it hard to skip.

He nudges the piece of tech with his foot. Maybe he can kick it off the boat.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you warn solemnly. He wants to disagree but doesn’t know enough about the device to dispute you. 

“Fix this,” he hisses, panic slightly rising. His fingers find their way to his phone to send out an emergency text requesting backup and mass evacuation. 

“I think it’s a rather lovely day for a swim, don’t you?” You stare dreamily at the waves that were inching closer up the boat. 

Or you were inching closer to the water. Technicalities were frivolous. 

“There are other people on this boat.”

“River’s big enough for all of us, I reckon.”

“Fix it.” 

“Or what?” There’s a wicked gleam in your eye. “We both know I have the upper hand here.”

“Or I call the entirety of the Avengers here and haul your ass to prison.”

“Will they bring snacks?”

You’re insufferable. You know it. But you also are the fastest way to get out of this situation and right now, he didn’t want to be responsible for a shipwreck simulation. 

“Fine. Tell me what you want.”

“I like soy chips.”

“Soy chi-” He nearly throws his hands up in frustration. “You know what I’m talking about.” 

“I want one historical artifact so I can impress the kids. They think I’m the cool teacher and I want to keep that reputation alive.”

“What makes you think I can arrange for that?”

“You’ve been alive since goddamn dinosaurs roamed this earth, I’m sure you have some connections.” You pause to assess his face. “You know, you don’t look a day over 29. Dermatologists must hate yo-”

“I’ll get you an artifact, now fix the fuckin’ boat.”

“You promise?” You grin brightly. 

He stares at you. You are unyielding. 

The boat’s uncomfortably small and people are beginning to take notice. Worried murmurs fill the air behind him.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” You shrug simply.

You kneel over, picking up the chip from the ground. You do nothing else for two minutes, instead turning away from him to look at the Statue of Liberty that was coming closer.

It takes him a while to realise that half his body isn’t hanging off his chair anymore. The ceiling is moving further and further away from the top of his head. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He wants to strangle you. 

Why did he listen to you when all of this would have been over the minute he kicked it off the ship. 

“You can drop it off at my lair on Monday and pick it up on Friday.” You gather your belongings, leaving him steaming behind you. “Nice talkin’ to ya, Sergeant.” 

You step over him, flashing him a quick smile before walking off the boat with the rest of the tourists as if nothing had just taken place. When he looks down, the stupid ring box is on his lap.

He sits there, unmoving, eyes fixed on the container.

The ferry conductor asks if he’s going to get off the boat. 

He simply shakes his head.

Next part

[hansolmates]

one more time (m)

pairing; (former) popular!jk x (former) normie!reader summary; it’s been two years since you’ve seen your former tryst jeon jungkook. you didn’t expect him to be applying for the internship you’re currently running, along with the rate your heart is running at the sight of him in a black suit. genre/warnings; self-deprecating language, your typical (future) co-workers!au, jungkook is a piner and so is oc, a lil bit of sneaking around, adulting, a mutual understanding of feelings (finally!!) smut in the form of—soft n’ dirty baybee, unprotected, cockwarming, overstimulation, minor praise and possession kink, cumplay, &you know that they gon have heart eyes the entire time w.c; 7.3k a/n; darn why am i so... emotional over this??? it started out as a meaningless drabble series but with all my lovely readers and moots it’s grown into such a fun, introspective series. thank u for loving this and joining me on this journey. for those of u who are new to this series feel free to read popular-ish first or as a standalone! [popular-ish masterlist]

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“A mess, I’m a mess,” you sing-song to yourself, organizing the manuals on the clear glass by subject and size. The applications of all your new interns are alphabetized, not a form out of place. Everything’s perfect. “Alright Jessica, all twenty of the interns are accounted for.” 

“Actually, there’s twenty-three,” Jessica quips, and you let your shoulders slump. Being part of the recruiting team of your company has been simultaneously exciting and stressful. Stressful because of the constant travel, but otherwise exciting because you loved your internship at your current company. You remember how nervous you were two years ago, and how much support and help you got from your recruiters. Applying to this team was a natural turn of events. 

“A-are you sure, Jess?” you look through all the applications, count the amount of nametags, triple check the chairs. You’re sweating through your blazer, wondering where you went wrong. 

The head of your recruiting team glues one hand to her hip, while the other hand is holding her iPad, scrolling with her thumb. You swallow, intimidated by Jessica’s golden wavy locks and her black-trimmed white Chanel pantsuit. 

“Yep, but don’t be too hard on yourself. I just added three more recruits last night. I’ll get the chairs and the apps are being printed. No worries,” Jessica assures, gesturing for you to hurry up and get outside, “Call the babies in!” your team leader waves her finger around like a magic wand, commanding you to the front lines. 

Krystal puts a hand on her shoulder, as always looking impeccable. She has virtually nothing to worry about. She’s a woman who has connections, courtesy of her team leader. “Let’s go, newbie,” she teases, pulling you through the door. 

The recruits in the lobby are wide-eyed and vibrant, and you feel a little nostalgic as you watch them line up in front of you and Krystal as you sign them in. You would dwell on the feeling more if it wasn’t for your exhaustion, so you decide you’ll get a chance to take a road down memory lane when you get to the hotel. 

“Name?” 

“Xu Minghao.” 

“Congrats Minghao, here’s your nametag and I’ll see you inside,” with a firm handshake, one recruiter is free to go. 

“Name?” 

“Chou Tzuyu.” 

“Congrats Tzuyu, here’s your name tag and I’ll see you inside,” she doesn’t go in straight away, and moves to the side of the door. “Actually,” you pause mid-handshake with another recruit, staring at the woman in curiosity, “my boyfriend just got a call last night that he was accepted in this year’s batch. Do you have his name?” 

“Yes, three more recruits were added,” you chirp, as if you totally did not hear that bit of information five minutes ago, “What’s his name—Jungkook?” 

The both of you blink at each other. One hand on Tzuyu’s shoulder, eyes wide and mirroring yours. Your heart falls straight to your stomach, wanting to be eaten by acids and bacteria so you can stop any possibility of feeling any lingering affection for the boy you fooled around with in undergrad. Everything about him screams professional. He’s clean cut, a pinstripe black suit you never thought he’d own, and his hair is neatly trimmed and pulled behind his ears. His shoulders look tall and broad under the slight padding, his biceps comfortably stretching against the dark fabric. The golden complexion remains the same however, from the honest brown eyes to the coral pink lips that would always smile at you. 

“Oh, so you do have his name!” Tzuyu clasps her hands together, delighted. He has a girlfriend, too. It’s then you realize you’ll be stuck with not just him, but her for the week. “You guys are so efficient. C’mon Kookie, let’s find some seats!” 

“I still gotta get my nametag,” he replies goodnaturedly, gesturing to you, “save us some seats in the front?” 

Tzuyu thinks nothing of it, squeezing his bicep before skipping off to the front row. Your eyes linger on her form, and it’s only then you realize how tall and intimidatingly pretty she looks in that plaid teddy bear brown skirt suit. You did not look that good when you were a budding undergrad. 

By this time, Krystal has taken all your other recruits from your line, regarding you with a raised brow. She’s fast with her attendance, so you know you don’t have much time. 

“I applied last minute,” Jungkook says, scratching his head, “was running out of options before graduation. I didn’t know you’d be one of my recruiters, though. Lucky me.” 

Jungkook and you never ended up keeping in contact, at least as of recent. A check-in message a few months in, a happy birthday or holiday greeting late at night. But two years later and those messages are automatic, with no feeling or personality. You never thought you’d see him again, no less in the city. 

“You just graduated with your masters, congrats,” you smile at Jungkook, although you’re sure the feigned emotion fails to reach your eyes, “IT Management, right?” 

“You remembered,” Jungkook brightens, reaching over to squeeze your shoulder, “you look good.” 

“Oh please—”  you laugh to yourself, shaking your head, “I just got off a flight and I ran over in a two-day old suit, I don’t even have makeup on,” you didn’t feel this way in the morning, you just rushed to do the bare minimum to be enough and ran over to the convention hall. But now in the presence of Jungkook who looks so handsome and clean-cut, you can’t help but feel a little slighted at the sudden reunion. 

“You’re always beautiful,” Jungkook exhales, and you clutch your clipboard closer to your chest. 

You cough, an excuse for him to stop touching your shoulder, “You should go inside, it’s gonna start soon. We can catch up later.”

“Wait—” you make a scrunched up face that Jungkook can’t catch, but right in Krystal’s view. You can tell she’s laughing at you internally with her devious grin. “I just wanted to say, Tzuyu isn’t my girlfriend. We’re just…” 

“Fooling around?” you didn’t mean for it to sound so sharp, but you wanted this conversation over. You have a job to do and Jungkook is your emotional barrier. 

You and Jungkook used to fool around. 

Jungkook winces, looking younger in his monkey suit. “I mean if you give me a chance to explain later—”  

“Nametag, let’s go newbie.” Krystal slaps on the sticker herself, a little too hard if she asked. She doesn’t even bother to write his full name, just a bright green Jeon JK, IT Management tacked on his breast pocket, clashing with the gold pocket square. 

“Sorry,” Jungkook tucks his tail in for now, bowing at you and Krystal as he scurries inside. 

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Krystal doesn’t bother to comfort you or ask what’s up—not that you want her to, even though you do want a breather before you have to go up on that stage and explain the itinerary for a week. The only thing you can do is smooth out your skirt, brush away the flyaways on your hairstyle and plaster a company-paid smile on your face.

The autopilot switch is on throughout the rest of the morning. Not just because Jungkook’s around, but the new position has got you on livewire. You’re glad that you’re not wearing base makeup because you are absolutely melting with all the high beam lights all up in your face as you talk through the week’s activities. 

You could swear Jungkook clapped a little harder than most once you stopped talking, but maybe it’s because you’re not used to seeing Jungkook in the very front of a lecture. In fact, he was a very hard middle person, preferring not to show off his intelligence and let other people lead the discussion. Then again, it’s been two years, you don’t know how much he’s changed. 

Jessica caps off the seminar with a great kick-off, the happy hour. The recruitment team picks a four star restaurant under their hotel so the recruits can enjoy themselves before going off to the training facility for a week. 

And by training facility, you also mean yet another four-star hotel. You knew you made the right decision by joining this company because the benefits are impeccable, and value personal enjoyment just as much as they value work ethic. In the morning you and the recruits will be driving uptown to a private resort where there would be classes in the morning, and recoup in the evening. You’re very much looking forward to the infinity pool on the roof. 

The recruits are ushered out as soon as you’re done, and that’s when you step out of the shadows to clean up the chairs and the brochures left behind. Thankfully Jungkook is probably following the norm and going back to the hotel to freshen up before dinner. Once the room is completely empty, you rip off your blazer and let yourself relax. 

It’s going to be a long week. 

Jeon: where u @?

You: hotel room

Jeon: why? Thought we were all gonna have dinner together

You: nahhh, this night is for the recruits! You’ll be tired of our faces by the end of the week, enjoy it while you can 😉  have a good night

You sigh in contentment, relaxing further into the silk sheets. You just finished your skincare routine, letting some mindless drama play as the essences and serums sink into your skin. All you want is one Jungkook-free night. Tomorrow you’ll be stuck training him and Tzuyu for the week and you want to take tonight to emotionally prepare yourself. 

Your phone rings once more. 

Big Baddie Jessica Jung: krystal and i ordered takeout in the restaurant downstairs. Can u bring it to our  room? Plsssssss 

Little Baddie Krystal Jung: it’ll be faster if you do it, we even got u a lil somethin🍰🍰🍰

Taking in your outfit, you grimace. You’re dressed for bed, a large nightie with your hair pulled back and a little pink bunny tie headband on top. Can’t they get room service to send it up? You admire your boss but you don’t understand why she needs to display her power over and over, she already knows you’ll follow her to the ends of the earth. 

Quickly slipping into a pair of sneakers you run down the expanse of the hotel. It’s easy to spot where the recruits are, livin’ it up in the large restaurant that takes up half the space of the ground floor. Most of them are pretty drunk, hoping to sleep off the hangover on the four-hour bus ride. You have absolutely no judgement, two years ago you were in the same position. 

Thankfully you don’t have to go far into the restaurant, as the hostess immediately knows Jessica’s order. While you wait for her to go into the kitchen and get it you drum your fingers against the counter, hoping no one notices you. It’s akin to when you’re a teacher in a mall, hoping none of your students gawk at you in the middle of Victoria’s Secret. 

“Ah, well Jungkook and I aren’t official yet—but very soon.” 

Your ears perk up at the sweet voice. Tzuyu is leaning across the open bar next to the counter, sipping on a mango mojito. She’s dumped the blazer for the night, showing off her soft skin and slender arms with a sleeveless cream blouse. 

“Then where is he?” another recruiter asks, gesturing to the expanse of the lobby. 

“He’s not much of a party person,” Tzuyu shrugs, tipping back her drink. 

You scoff, plastering on a smile to the hostess as you grab your bags and walk as fast as you can out of the lobby. You’ve never felt more like an old hag until now. Sure, most of the recruits are younger than you, but seeing Tzuyu talk so freely about her relationship with Jungkook has you in a bit of a spiral. The day of graduation, you told Jungkook not to wait for you. Heck, you’re only interested in the idea of what you could’ve had with Jungkook. 

These thoughts only cloud you further as you jab the elevator buttons all the way up to the suites where you and the Jungs reside. You relax a little when you see a strawberry cheesecake sitting prettily on the top of their order, your name written on the label with a little heart. Hanging their bag on the door handle of their room, you make your way back to your suite. 

You freeze when you see a floppy-haired Jungkook roaming the hallway, looking like a clueless child hobbling around in slippers and wide eyes at any sparkly item that decorates the area. It doesn’t even look like he tried attending the happy hour tonight, dressed in an impossibly big heather grey sweatsuit that swallows his form. 

“Are you lost?” you ask tentatively, as if you’re talking to a toddler lost at the mall. 

Jungkook relaxes considerably at the sound of your voice, and he replies, “Was tryna find your room since you didn’t reply to my texts.”

“So… you decided to check all the rooms?” 

“Yep,” he pops the p with a smack of his lips, “I figured the recruiters would be far away from the party so I started at the top. Thankfully I got to Jessica’s room first. Didn’t have to knock on too many doors. Only one old man got annoyed at me.” 

“You’re crazy,” you chuckle, slipping in your keycard to let Jungkook in. 

“Fuck, this room all to yourself?” 

Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to kick his slides to a corner of the wall, flopping atop your bed and clutching your baby blue koala plush in his arms. The king sized bed is enough for his legs to stretch comfortably without falling off the edge, and he eagerly pads his feet against the soft fabric. 

It warms you to think that Jungkook is comfy enough to lay on your bed and hug your stuffed animals, a semblance of friends that you’ve missed for such a long time. Last year the team you worked for was great, you loved the people and even now you consider some of them friends. This year the team is a little smaller, and since your two other co-workers are sisters, it’s a little harder to nudge yourself in the direction of friendship. 

As soon as you sit down against the headboard, Jungkook’s eyes soften. Everything feels so different and the same. The threadbare pajamas that either of you haven’t had the heart to throw away since they’re so damn comfy, yet  your bodies are a little more worn and your eyes a little more droopier than usual. 

“So,” Jungkook bites his lip, not in the sexy way, but the nervous way, “about Tzuyu—”

“Jungkook, you don’t have to explain yourself,” you slump on your corner of the bed, regarding Jungkook with guilty eyes. “I really shouldn’t be feeling the way I’m feeling. It isn’t fair and I don’t want to jeopardize your internship.”

“And… what are you feeling?” 

“Dumb things.” 

“Your feelings aren’t dumb.”

“This time they are.”

“I’ve always shared my feelings, it’s unfair that you never want to share yours,” Jungkook sits up, criss-cross applesauce, pensive. “Maybe it’s my fault for not making you feel comfortable enough to share, but I feel like the reason why we never worked out was because we never tried hard enough to have a proper conversation.” 

How could you have missed all the indicators, all the good words, all the kindness Jungkook has given you that last semester? “You’re absolutely right,” you let your insecurities, your apprehensiveness, get in the way. You think in two years you’d do better to eradicate this kind of behavior, but lately you haven’t had many friends to express your feelings to. “Tell you what, I’ll work harder to express how I feel. No exchanges, no nothings. I owe you this.” 

“You owe me nothing,” Jungkook smiles, “I just think it would be nice to y’know, talk. As friends.” 

“Right, friends.”

“So, will you hear me out about Tzuyu?” 

“Let me open my cake,” you pull out your bag with the cheesecake, which thankfully has two spoons, “it seems like we’ll be having that kind of conversation.” 

Everyone is more amicable because of food. According to Jungkook, Tzuyu has a hardcore, ten-year plan for her twenties. After a couple of dates with Jungkook, Tzuyu whips him into the plan. Mentions that she’s well-bred and has a family reputation to uphold. Says IT Management is something completely desirable in a partner, that he’s sensible and wonderful and would like to be committed full-time. 

“And she talked to her parents about me and said that I’m a good prospect for marriage. Like I’m another pillar in her plan!” Jungkook cries, taking a monstrously sized bite of your cheesecake, wallowing away.

This is akin to sleepovers you’ve always wanted to have in high school, down to the food gorging. You can’t help but be fascinated, “So are you wrapped up in an engagement? Is this a scary rendition of Crazy Rich Asians?” 

“You just can’t turn a one-eighty like that on a fifth date,” Jungkook shakes his head, reeling at the emotional whiplash, “she’s really nice. Really organized, really perfect. It really intimidates me.”

“Is she what you reaaaally want?” you can’t help but ask, rolling your eyes at the excessive use of the word, and tamp down the pain in your stomach by eating a forkful of creamy cheesecake. 

“I don’t know!” Jungkook replies exasperatedly, “Obviously I’m worried since she wants to put a ring on it. I told her she needs to back off. Right after the seminar I said she had no right telling other people we’re boyfriend and girlfriend. She didn’t say much, just frowned and walked away.” 

You roll your eyes, scraping the leftover graham cracker crust from the edge of the plastic plate. “According to her, I heard you two are planning to make it official very soon.” 

His eyes widen, “I really bring girl trouble wherever I go, don’t I?” 

“Since I’ve known you,” you half-joke, putting away the plastic cutlery on the nightstand. 

You two sit in silence for a few moments, letting the television fill the room with mindless static about some sappy Hallmark movie. Tentatively, you land a hand on Jungkook’s knee. He looks down at your tiny fingers, giving his skin an experimental squeeze of comfort. 

“I don’t want her,” he finally says. 

“Okay,” you reply, “you won’t even have to talk to her if you don’t want to. I can arrange the groups this week so you don’t have to be around—”

“Give me one week,” his eyes flash to yours, dark and sharp.

“Jungkook. You have your determined face on,” it makes you sweat.  

“Because I’m determined to win you over, once and for all,” you eyes widen, and Jungkook visibly freezes, “was that too much? I’m kind of on an emotional high today. I didn’t expect to see you today and it kind of threw me into a loop. I thought I might be running into you once I started my internship but I didn’t think you’d be my recruiter. And then you went on that stage all bad-ass talking about work and you looked so gorgeous in your suit and I was so proud knowing you made it and IrealizedhowmuchImissedyou—” 

“Jungkook, slower,” you’re feeling a little woozy as well, equally overwhelmed. “You’re just saying this because you didn’t expect to see me—” 

“You’re deflecting, again.” 

“I’m scared, okay?” you blurt, throwing your hands in the air. “You’re right, this is all so sudden. So can’t we just start being friends and see if it takes us somewhere? You don’t have to win me over, just support me like I’ll support you.” 

“I’m sorry,” Jungkook moves up the bed, so he’s leaning against the headboard as well. His long legs stretch farther than yours, and it feels oddly domestic as you talk it out and stare at the television screen. “I’m just, worried I’m running out of time.” 

“I'm not going anywhere this time.” 

“I know,” Jungkook shakes his head, ridding himself of his torrid thoughts. Conceding, he gestures to the television, pulling out the remote under your pillow, “wanna watch television, or catch up?” 

You last about an hour until you knock out. However, Jungkook keeps you entertained up until that moment, as you exchange your lives and stresses. Everything meshes together, you’re not sure if it’s the charm that comes with late night talks, but you feel like you can talk to Jungkook about anything if given the time. You melt when he strokes your hair till the last minute, wishing you a goodnight and a promise of more. 

“Okay, I’ve gone over most of the work ethics in the manual,” you smile nervously when you see your glazed over recruits, nearly falling off their chairs. Even Krystal is bored out of her mind, discreetly playing with her phone in the back under her manual. Of course you’d get stuck with teaching the boring classes. “Any last minute questions before we head off for dinner?” 

Tzuyu shoots her hand up, “Are romantic relationships allowed in the workplace?” 

Jungkook promptly chokes on his water bottle. He looks up at you, panicked. Ignoring his terror, you paint on a thin smile towards the young woman, “Like I mentioned earlier, romantic relationships between employees are not frowned upon, so long as you’re not working under or over someone in the same department.” 

“Right, just wanted to make sure,” Tzuyu is all chipper smiles as she thanks you.  

If you were still twenty-one, you’d gag at the pointed look she sends Jungkook. They’re sitting diagonal from each other, and Jungkook makes a point to pretend to be interested in your lecture until the very end. 

You’re halfway done with recruitment week, and while you’re not shocked at how fast the week has gone by, you’re fairly disappointed that Jungkook and you haven’t had time to meet up in private. So far it’s been easy enough to keep your friendship (and past sexual relationship) a secret, but something dark and eager tells you how much you want more. The recruiters are eager to leave, all twenty-three of them grouping off and talking about what they want to eat for dinner. Everyone except a certain dark-haired fellow, who’s hair is currently bouncing off it’s styled coiff, wanting to return to it’s normal non-gelled self. 

“Kookie,” you raise a brow at the interaction, Tzuyu leaning over her chair to Jungkook’s, “wanna get dinner tonight?” 

Jungkook’s taking an excruciatingly long time to pack his things, raising a brow at her, “I’ve told you already, I don’t want to be involved in whatever plans you have.” 

“Oh-kay,” Tzuyu rocks back and forth on her oxford heels, pursing her magenta pink lips, “then why don’t we at least walk back to the hotel together? I really want to talk about some things that might change your mind.”

“Nothing will change my mind,” Jungkook’s determined face has been staying strong for the week, from the way he makes sure he’s first in your class to the simple “good morning” and “good night” texts you exchange. “Besides, I have a date tonight. And I really want to talk to the recruiters about a personal work matter, so can you please leave?”  

You try not to snort at how blatant Jungkook was being. You pretend to organize your folders, throwing whatever random notes you have in your bag for later. 

“A date,” she twitches,  “with who?” 

“Someone that doesn’t treat me like a stepping stone in her career path,” Jungkook deadpans, and that’s all it takes for Tzuyu to huff and walk away from the hall. 

You think Tzuyu is like a bug, relatively harmless, but someone who gets on your nerves. 

“A date, huh?” Krystal quotes, finally looking up from her phone. Her sharp, cat-eyes linger at the door, wondering if Tzuyu is going to pop out and try to drag Jungkook by the reins. Finally, she plants her stare between you and Jungkook. “So, you two fucking?” 

“Former fucking,” Jungkook supplies helpfully, and you jump off your podium to elbow him in the ribs, “ow—what?” 

“You just don’t tell Krystal we’re fucking!” 

“Former fucking,” he chastises, but the eyes he sends you are a little sultry, and you wonder if he’s thinking of fucking in the future. You reel yourself back, focusing on the third party.

But you anticipate that Krystal couldn’t care less, and you’re grateful for that. While a smaller work team means a smaller possibility of close work relationships, you do like the drama-free environment. “Like you said,” Krystal shrugs, slinging her briefcase over her shoulder, “romantic relationships in the workplace are not frowned upon.” 

You wring your hands between your bag when Krystal finally makes her getaway, and you look up at Jungkook. “So,” you smile wryly, “you have a date tonight, huh?” 

“With a pretty working woman,” he sighs dramatically, putting a hand over his chest, “that is, if she’ll have me.” 

“Consider yourself taken.”  

Jungkook and you sneak away to your suite once again. To your surprise, the suite is decorated in rose petals and a bottle of champagne sits in an ice bath on your bedside. A large pizza pie sits beautifully on your coffee table, and the television is playing lo-fi hip-hop. 

You feed Jungkook champagne-dipped strawberries as you gorge on the joy that is baked bread and cheese. 

And when he kisses you, it’s slow and sweet, like you have all the time in the world. 

It’s the last day of recruitment week, and all classes ended at noon so the interns can use all the resort’s amenities to the fullest. Many of the interns, including yourself, Jessica and Krystal, are on the rooftop celebrating a successful workweek. Staff and interns alike are buzzing around, eager to top off their weekend with some relaxation and sun. 

Jungkook is with his new team, conversing with other IT employees. You try not to stare too hard at your reignited flame, tipping back a cutely decorated glass of fruit. His arms ripple as he tips back the liquid. He’s wearing a tank top and you could swear his biceps have gotten meatier. Unfortunately you hold yourself back, after all the internship isn’t quite over and you still are a professional. 

At the end of the weekend you really have nothing to worry about, you know that. 

But Tzuyu? She irritating. 

“I just don’t understand,” Tzuyu suspects nothing of your budding relationship with Jungkook. You’re thankful for that because towards the end of the week, it was getting harder and harder to be subtle when you two send each other heart eyes from three meters away. 

Tzuyu sounds like she’s talking to herself, the way she stares into the infinity pool, despite the fact that her friends are surrounding her with rapt attention. You’re a cabana away from her, sipping languidly at your drink while Jessica and Krystal nap next to you. Even though you can’t see Tzuyu, you can practically feel her pout emanating through the fabric that separates you two. Despite the fact that she’s been offered a great intern position given her degree and experience, she’s still upset. For her, is that not the most important part of this whole week? 

“Jungkook’s really not that great if he’s going to turn me down like that,” Tzuyu seethes. You should write up her nonsense in a book and publish it, really. “Why waste time when he has the whole package right in front of him?” 

It’s then you realize why you’ve been so torn, so strung up and wound tight all these years. Just like college, all shy and hesitant to take a step forward while Jungkook was ten steps ahead, you were worried. You let other people’s thoughts stop you from making the leap, girls like Tzuyu that never meant to intimidate you, but you let their presence get up in your head and control the nonexistent hierarchy. 

But two years later, and that doesn’t matter. It never mattered. Jungkook is no longer the all-star lacrosse player, but what remains is his heart, full and willing. 

Everything Tzuyu just said was… wrong. Irrevocably, inexplicably messed up. But the idea of “wasting time” does strike a chord within you. Are you wasting time? At this point, your feelings of each other are pretty clear. What are you two waiting for, again? 

You thought Krystal was sleeping, considering her sunhat sitting atop her face, but once she hears you packing away your bag she whistles, “Go get ‘em, tiger.” 

Sending a quick text to Jungkook, you make a beeline for your destination. You don’t even bother looking for him in the crowd. 

You: meet me by the elevator at the very end of the lobby. 

Not a minute passes by when Jungkook joins you at said elevator. He has two glasses of champagne in his hands, and offers one to you, “tired of the party?” he asks.  

You clink drinks, easily tipping yours back. “It’s not our thing,” you declare with a small smile. Jungkook's eyes soften, glancing back and forth between your face and the soft pleats of your marigold sundress. His hair is pushed back, sticky from sweat and chlorine, dark bangs hanging over the shaved sides of his head. You turn your head slightly as you wait for the elevator, biting your lip as you're sorely reminded of how sexy Jungkook looked at the dive pool half an hour ago. 

The elevator dings, and it’s wide enough for you to slip in at the same time. You put your champagne glass in the corner of the elevator for now, hoping you don’t accidentally step on it. In closed quarters, you can smell the slight tang of chlorine coming from Jungkook, combined with his own brand of musk. 

Jungkook looks younger tonight, happier. Having just finished graduate school and working towards a full-time gig, another chapter in his life has started. His hair is no longer in that tight-whipped coiff he struggled all week to maintain, loosened in its natural wave due to the pool water and heat. His cheeks are a little ruddied and plump, a sign he’s been enjoying the food this week. 

The door barely closes when you get it out, pulling at his hand to face you.

“Jungkook, I like you,” you blurt, and his eyes bug out considerably. Out of reflex, his hand sharply squeezes yours. “You don’t have to say anything, because you’ve been saying everything for the majority of our relationship. I really like you, I really liked you back then too. You’re still so sweet, and loving, and smart and I’ve just been too dumb and insecure to—” 

Jungkook seals your confession away with a desperate kiss, and you turn into a pile of mush at the contact. Relief seeps into your bones, sings into your system. When he pulls away, he looks serious. He doesn’t let you get far, and clutches your face between his two hands so you can’t turn your head. Your soft cheeks fill between his fingers, warm and cradled. 

“Never call yourself that,” Jungkook exhales, regarding you with firm eyes, “you’re beautiful, and intelligent, and the person I want.” 

“I don’t wanna take it slow anymore,” you mumble against his lips, leaning in so that you can barely nip at the pink skin. “Want you now, need you now.” 

“You have me now,” Jungkook agrees, and as soon as the elevator dings open to your floor, he scoops you up into his arms. 

By all means it’s not graceful, he’s clutching you like a baby with his hands over your butt as he jiggles you all the way to your front door. Clinging onto him like a koala, you press kisses to his cheeks as he leads you to your room. You laugh and giggle like teenagers, as he fumbles between your breast to grab the card key that’s nestled between your bra. It’s warm in his hand as he swipes it through the reader, pushing you inside. 

“Is it bad that I’m kinda turned on by the fact you got my key out of my boob?” you joke, although the contact of his rough fingers against your breast is a feeling well missed. 

“Is it bad that I’m always turned on when you lecture in seminars?” Jungkook retorts, kicking the door closed with his slipper-clad foot as he walks you to the bed. “Fuck, I can hear you talk about insurance benefits all day.” 

“Didn’t know my sex appeal extended that way—oh fuck—” 

Your vibrant marigold sundresses provides easy access to Jungkook as he throws you onto the mattress, your skirt billowing over your waist as he makes quick work to expose more of your skin. 

“No more talking, more loving,” he’s crazed, doesn’t hesitate to move your bikini bottoms to the side as he rubs lovingly at your long-lost bud, “need to fuck you, now. It’s been so fucking long.” 

“Kook,” his breath is warm against your already sopping cunt, and you lift your hand to run through the strands of his messy hair. It only takes one firm tug and you’re able to pull him up by the root of his hair, cranberry juice tinted lips with a faint sheen because he couldn’t help himself to have a little taste of you. “Baby, let me touch you. Let me show you how much I want you," you coo with a pout, hands trailing over the drawstrings of his trunks.

You can see how much Jungkook wants to say yes. His eyes glow with the possibility, bright and wanting in the afternoon sunlight. The image of him shoving his cock deep into your throat, so far that you can taste it in every crevice of your mouth. Your nails gripping into his ass as you go deeper, tears pricking your eyes as cum seeps out of your pretty lips. 

But he firmly shakes his head, fingers doing the devil’s work as he eases a digit in you. A little noise of protest bubbles in your throat, but it soon dies out as soon as he finds the right spot to reduce you to mush. 

“Next time,” he exhales against the juncture between your thigh and pelvis, picking up the pace and adding another finger, “if you touch me, I’ll cum right then n’there. This is enough for me, you’re enough.” 

So you let him have what he wants. You’ll make it up to him in the morning, and the day after, and the day after. You shed your clothes, the sundress extra forgiving as it slides off your body, revealing a swimsuit that hasn’t even touched the pool. You feel a little self-conscious as he drinks you in after so long, but he quickly shucks off his clothes to match your state of nakedness. 

You remember how you tiptoed around your first night with Jungkook, taking great care to make sure it was fleeting, how dark the room was as you let your pleasure take over your senses. Two years later and the sun is setting, gold bleeding through your sheets and illuminating the room. There's no need to hide.

“I must say, we’ve both kept it tight,” Jungkook teases with a wink, squeezing your hips so he can change positions. 

You silently agree, your fingers slipping across the washboard of his waist. 

“Mm, and still so fuckin’ cute,” Jungkook marvels as he pulls you up on his lap. Your whole body is flushed with want, one hand squeezing your breasts while the other plays with the curls of hair that lead to your sopping wetness. You glide your core over Jungkook’s stomach, sighing as you take note of the abs that clench under your heat and his hot member that rubs between your ass. 

It’s a tight fit when you finally sink down on him, but the burn only fuels your desire as he stretches you wide. His grip is helpful as he guides you through the motions. It’s been awhile since you’ve been this physical with someone, and it’s almost comical when you both sigh in contentment at the contact. 

“I’ve missed this,” you mumble, biting into his shoulder as he thrusts up. 

“Mm, it feels different, right?” Jungkook hums, keeping a slow pace. The drag is wonderful, and you know that he’s trying to prolong the moment. He reaches for your head, presses his forehead to yours as he speaks, “you’re mine now, right? For real.” 

“I’m all yours, Jungkook,” you press kisses everywhere. No need to hide anymore. You bleed love into every kiss, to his jawline, the little freckles across his chin, his lips. “This is romantic and all, but I really want you to dick me down. Which is why you need to go a little faster, you sap.” 

Jungkook scoffs, “A pillow princess is what you are.” 

He stops moving, and you two sink further into the mattress without its springs bringing you back up. The both of you are acutely aware of how wet you both are, your combined arousals seeping between your seams and dripping onto Jungkook’s thighs. But the young man simply relaxes against the headboard, baiting you. 

“Kook,” you whine, clenching against his member. Your hot walls have a mind of their own, unable to stifle their desire. Sweat lines Jungkook’s brow as he tries his hardest not to move, just simply be. 

“Tell me how much you want me, princess,” the pet name has you clenching harder, and you pout. 

“Baby,” you whine, leaning forward to whisper in his ear. There’s no one in the room, and you’re sure no one is on this floor because everyone’s on the rooftop, but the words you’re about to say are for Jungkook and Jungkook only, “please, I want you to pound me into this mattress until I can’t walk anymore. I want to cry out your name so everyone can hear I’m yours. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” you nip at his lobe, and let your thumb nick at the simple silver rings that adorn his ear. You hear a click of his teeth, indicating the clench of his jaw as his muscles flex around your body, "I want you to fill me with your cum until I’m eating it, and—and—oh Kook!” 

Your words aren’t enough to distract you from his large dick sitting prettily between your folds, and you’re suddenly cumming, all by the mere thought of what’s to happen. You’re shuddering in his arms, and Jungkook soothes you by running his fingers over the spine of your back, distracting you from the utter mess you’re making on the sheets. 

“Such a good girl,” Jungkook coddles you, stroking your hair, “can my good girl take it?” 

“Y-yes, Kook,” you nod eagerly, fighting the overstimulation as he nudges you off his lap. You’re pliable, as Jungkook sets up the pillows for you to rest comfortably as you get on your elbows and knees, “your good girl.” 

You shudder as your bare pussy starts to feel cold, immediately missing the warmth Jungkook can provide. You can practically feel his hot gaze burning in your back, his large palm squeezing your ass as he marvels at how ready and eager you are for him. 

“It’s so easy to slip inside,” Jungkook rubs your nectar across the head of his cock, swirling around your engorged skin as he slips right inside. You both moan at the stretch, “Finally, my adorable baby, you like this? You like getting pounded like the dirty girl you really are?” 

“Mm, yes!” you squeal, clutching onto the feather down pillows for dear life as Jungkook displays his strength, one hand gripping your hips as the other weaves itself into your hair. It’s a delicious mix of pleasure and pain, and the lewd sounds of each other’s juices and his balls against your ass echoing in the room. 

“Y-yeah,” despite his power, his thrusts are sloppy, and you know he’s almost at the edge, “and I like you, so so much. I want to make you cum everyday, make you happy and—mph—” he gives up on talking, focusing entirely on his destination. 

“Cum, baby,” you urge, melting when his one hand comes to thread with your own, “fill me up with you.” 

He flips you on your back, and you finally see how desperate Jungkook is to cum. His eyes are glassy, filled with emotion as he strokes himself to completion. Your hand reaches up to cup his damp face, and that’s when you feel him loosen. Hot, pearly strings cling to your pussy, decorating your skin in his essence. Your fingers immediately reach down to swirl the cum between your folds, and Jungkook groans at the picture, immediately throwing your hands to the side to kiss you senseless. 

There’s so much pouring between the two of you, affection, the feeling of being cherished, so much that you can feel the whole world reducing to the two of you. 

“All mine,” he whispers to himself, as if he still can’t believe it. And then, he puts up a poker face as he leans into you, resting his head gently on your breasts, “I knew I only needed a week.”

You narrow your eyes, flicking lightly at his forehead. You’re sticky, sweaty, and covered in cum and while you’re exhausted, the built in jacuzzi in your washroom looks very enticing right now. “Jungkook, this happened naturally. I said we would try as friends first and we did. We just so happened to escalate pretty fast.” 

“I don’t think it was that fast,” Jungkook nuzzles his face into your skin, “it’s been two years since college. Being popular did do a number on our relationship, but we caught up." 

“You were popular-ish,” you roll your eyes, teasing him. His face falls, and you can’t help yourself. Your hands reach over to cup his cheeks, and you happily squish the supple, pouty flesh. He’s adorable. “Kim Taehyung though? Park Jimin? Absolute heartthrobs I couldn’t stand to be near them—ah!” 

Jungkook seems to read your mind, lifting you bridal style to drag you over to the bathroom where the marble jacuzzi sits tauntingly. The stone is ice cold as he brings you both inside, immediately turning on the nozzles to fill it with steaming hot water. You find the tiny bottle of lavender suds, spilling the soap in an arc. His legs slip over yours, cradling you so that your back is pressed against Jungkook’s chest. 

“Being popular never mattered,” Jungkook shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your jaw, “I realized the only person who I really needed to notice me was you.” 

bonus. 

You wake Jungkook up the next morning with your lips wrapped around his cock, fresh cherry balm rubbing down the thick veins until he's cumming down your throat. 

"Wow," Jungkook whistles, licking his lips at the sight of you sucking the arousal from your thumb. He huffs against the pillow, eyes darting to the open organza window, letting in the early morning light. The rooftop of a multi-star hotel, white Egyptian cotton seats, a full time job on the way and waking up in the most blissful way possible. 

"I have a proposal," you crawl on top of him like a koala, hooking your thighs between his blanket clad body. 

"I do," he replies instantly, looking straight at you with droopy puppy eyes.

"Not that kind," you slap his chest, "where are you living once orientation is over?" 

"Mm, there's a boarding house near a local translation. It's probably an hour commute? Not too bad." 

"So, I just leased a townhouse last month," you bite your lip, tucking your head between his neck to hide your embarrassment, "I was gonna rent out the spare room and put an advert in the paper but…"

"I do."

"I said it isn't a marriage proposal."

"Asking you to live with me is basically a marriage proposal."

"There will be no benefits," you sit up, wagging a finger in his face, "you'll be paying rent and half the utilities. And you will be doing all the laundry." 

"Sure," Jungkook replies loftily, squeezing your ass, "you're benefit enough." 

[wri0thesley]

hi nat!! harbingers designs literally dropped a couple of hours ago and i gotta know your opinions on them (esp dottore's redesign)

i woke up to a missed call from haz because they were so excited to tell me about dottore content fdgbnjkfgkjn

ok first of all i LOVE marionette's design. it looks super obviously vaguely ega/egl inspired which as u know i am a SUCKER for. i'm also in general just super interested in her cvnbjkn. i also really love pierro's design actually! i'm pretty sure the coats are like a Uniform seeing as theyre all wearing them so obviously i can't say too much about full outfits but yeah. i love seeing a Big Older Man. i'm looking disrespectfully at pantalone because the personality type it seems the eng va is going for always Gets Me.

and dottore!! i will miss the silly formalwear bow-tie and collection of useless straps but i totally get why it's probably not going to be his official in-game design dfvnkjnkjfgb. i like his new hair. i'm SUPER excited it seems like he's going to be Very Important in sumeru!!! also of course thinking about all of the possibilities of there being Several Dottores. u know how it be

and i know it will probably be YEARS before we see more of it but i'm super interested in snezhnaya and always happy to see more of it because i looove russian-inspired architecture and history. anyway ending thoughts i'm just really excited about the harbingers... they all look so good. i am deeply fascinated by them!!!

[teawaffles]

The Adventures of John: Chapter 4, Part 2

TW // Mention of abuse

Also, a note for language.

Without even an opportunity for Laura to resist, Sherlock pulled his hand out — and revealed a gorgeous necklace. It wasn’t as if John could remember that necklace itself, but from its elegant sparkle, he judged that it’d been one of the items from their flat.

The despair on Laura’s face only deepened. Beside her, the detective spoke.

“This was stolen from my flat. Since the jewellery was in such a mess, you probably thought it wouldn’t look amiss if just one piece went missing — but that was naive of you,” he said. “Because I have a full grasp of everything that was put there.”

When Laura arrived at their flat, Sherlock had made a show of being indifferent to her request, while making sure that she had taken one of the stolen goods.

To have fully comprehended that chaos — John marvelled at the strength of Sherlock’s memory. During the conversation in the flat, he had persisted in looking out the window, away from Laura: that must’ve been to create a deliberate opening, and test if the girl would help herself to the pile.

Laura had stolen a piece of jewellery from their apartment. Moreover, she’d made up the request to find Dolly. Inevitably, from the two points above, it followed that her goal from the start had been to steal the jewellery. Hence, it formed definite proof that she was one of the thieves’ accomplices.

Confronted by that irreversible reality, Laura was stunned. As for the man, his eyes went bloodshot from anger.

“Y-You’ve gotta be kidding me, you good-for-nothing……. I told you to do it without exposing us—”

Hearing that, Sherlock piped up in a cool voice.

“Shall I take that as a confession? Though, there is still the argument that this kid Laura here is just another one of you vagrants, and you guys have nothing to do with the ring of thieves.”

The man spat on the ground.

“Hmph, I’ve no interest flogging that argument anymore. ——Let’s settle this the fast way.”

Saying that, he drew a small revolver from his pocket, and levelled it at Sherlock. Following suit, a few men among the group also whipped out knives and guns. The remaining crowd cried out softly in fear.

“If we dispatch the both of you right here, the truth’ll remain buried, eh?”

At that unsettling line, his armed accomplices also broke into twisted smiles.

But despite being held at gunpoint, Sherlock seemed particularly unmoved. He observed their actions, and narrated his own view.

“From the looks of it, you lot are the ringleaders, while the rest seem to have been threatened into compliance.”

“Yeah: with just a little bit of a beating, they’ll do anything we ask,” the man smirked.

But Sherlock was calm as he replied.

“From that, I gather not all of you are friends. And seeing how you resort to violence to settle things right away: you’re probably a hoodlum accustomed to crime, aren’t ya?”

“Hoodlum? You’re not wrong, but call us a group of clever thieves if you can. After all, I’ve skilfully manipulated these scum and carried out some brilliant thefts.”

Drunk on his own accomplishments, the man threw a glance at Laura. She hadn’t budged from where she stood; protecting her head, she cowered on the ground in sheer terror. From that, one could easily imagine what maltreatment she and the others had suffered at the hands of these thugs.

His heart filled with rage, John glared at the man.

“That means you forced them to commit crimes, didn’t you?”

“Call it making effective use of them, Doctor Watson,” he drawled. “These people all live on a pittance of a daily income. No one would care if they’re gone. I’ve given them a rather fine job until now, but this time, she just had to screw up. ——As I thought, brats are useless after all!”

“……I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

He shouted at Laura, and she repeated that apology over and over as she sobbed.

“You……”

“John, you’re right to be angry, but please calm down.”

At the unforgivable sight before him, the detective’s assistant had balled his hands into fists, but Sherlock persuaded him to keep his cool.

“Ah…… Sorry to get back to the topic, but let me give you some clarity on this case.”

“Huh?”

As before, Sherlock’s demeanour lacked any sort of tension, and his opponent frowned. But the detective paid no heed to that as he continued.

“To sum up the story thus far: the bunch of louts brandishing their weapons here are the ringleaders behind the thefts, and the other vagrants and street merchants were forcibly…… ‘used’, if I were to borrow your words?”

“Yeah, that’s right. You could say that they’re all expendables to be exploited as I please. To have so skilfully manipulated them — I bet my abilities rival those of that rumoured ‘Lord of Crime’ or something.”

“……Well.”

At that name, Sherlock’s eye twitched. But he showed no further reaction than that as he replied.

“In other words, to you guys, their names and faces aren’t even worth remembering?”

“That’s an odd way to put it, but exactly. They’re all disposable — do you really think I can remember all of them? ……That said, how long are you gonna keep prattling on like that? I don’t know if you’re just trying to buy time, but it’s time for you to die.”

Running out of patience, the man broke off their conversation, and moved to pull the trigger: fully intending to shoot the detective and his assistant.

However, Sherlock’s smile remained bold as ever.

“——That’s it then. I’ve gotten your word.”

That instant, John couldn’t believe his eyes.

Among the crowd of vagrants, the ones who were shrouded in hoods — separate from the ringleaders — were now aiming guns at the criminals.

“……Huh?”

“——Don’t move.”

One of the mysterious figures commanded sternly, keeping his gun trained on the lead criminal. Stunned by this sudden development, the man complied; and with his other hand, the figure slowly drew back his hood.

“……Inspector Lestrade?”

Out of sheer astonishment, John murmured the person's name.

The man in the hood, was Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard. Facing the lead criminal, he spoke in a determined voice.

“From the conversation earlier, it’s clear that you have threatened the poor and coerced them into crime. I’ll hear the details at the station. Don’t even think about resisting.”

Then, the other figures removed their hoods and revealed their faces. One after the other, they confiscated the weapons from the stunned hoodlums. Though they weren’t wearing uniforms, from their practised actions, it was clear that they were police officers.

“W-What the devil is going on……?”

Tonight had been a night of many surprises for this detective. John was yet unable to wrap his head around the situation, and once again, he asked himself a question he’d thought about countless times today.

“Everything’s exactly as you’ve witnessed, John. When I identified this place, I contacted Lestrade at the same time, then got the officers to disguise themselves as tramps and hide among the crowd.”

“But why?”

“If I’d just called in the Yard as usual, we wouldn’t have been able to identify the ringleaders among this large a crowd.”

Sherlock stated that conclusion in brief, then began to explain.

“As I thought about the thieves’ actions, I judged that there was probably a mastermind separate from the ones committing the actual crimes, who was controlling them from behind the scenes. Hence, there was a need to identify this mastermind; but even if the Yard were to round up the entire group of vagrants, like what that ruffian told me earlier, they could just say that they had no relation to the ring of thieves — and that would be the end of it. Moreover, it still wasn’t clear who the ringleaders were, and the ring members who were being threatened would’ve likely been warned not to blab. So, in order to smoke out the ringleaders and elicit a confession, I added a bit of an act.”

Then, the detective looked at Lestrade, and the corners of his mouth twitched upward.

“——Well, about the disguises: I’d thought about where the police squad could hide themselves, and decided it would be better for them to mingle with the crowd, so they wouldn’t have to sneak about all weirdly.”

“W-Wha— What a stupid……”

Upon hearing the truth, the man’s earlier triumphant attitude had devolved into a disgraceful, incredulous one. This time, Sherlock laughed out loud.

“Sure, you can make people follow you, but you’ll also have to keep tabs on them properly. In the first place, when this location was discovered, didn’t it occur to you that I would call in the Yard? You can pretend to be a mastermind, but with your lack of foresight, even the Lord of Crime would laugh.”

“S……Shite.”

“Oi, watch what you say from here on. It’ll be used as evidence against you in court.”

Lestrade warned the man as he clapped him in irons; accepting his defeat, he hung his head bitterly. For a villain who’d exploited people in poverty, and boasted of rivalling the Lord of Crime: it was a downright dreadful ending.

✦ ✦ ✦ ✦

“I’ll always be in your debt, Holmes. And the same goes for you, Dr Watson.”

As he watched the arrested criminals being taken away, Lestrade thanked the detective duo.

However, in contrast to the inspector’s earnest attitude, Sherlock put a hand over his mouth as he tried to suppress his laughter.

“Lestrade. Sorry for saying this when you’re being so serious, but…… you looked surprisingly good as a tramp.”

“H-Hey! That’s rude, Sherlock!”

“By Jove, Sherlock……”

John chided the detective, and Lestrade let out an astonished sigh.

“……Anyway, I’m grateful for your help in resolving this case.”

“Yeah, let me know when you have another interesting mystery next time.”

After that simple exchange, the inspector left to join the other police officers.

Then, Laura — the central figure from today — and an old woman from among the vagrants walked over to them.

“——U-Um, Dr Watson.”

The girl stood right before John. She bit her lip, and sank into a deep bow.

“I’m so sorry for tricking you!”

Laura blurted that out in a loud voice. Then, the old woman also bowed solemnly.

Met with their sincere apologies, John spoke up in a kind voice.

“It’s alright. You had no choice — all of you were being threatened.”

“B-But…… I……”

“Don’t worry about it. In any case, won’t it be tough for you all from here on?”

With a start, Laura realised what he meant, and dropped her gaze. Though they had been coerced into thievery, it was still a fact that they had broken the law. Hence, in order to furnish the details to the Yard, all of them would be taken in for questioning.

The atmosphere turned slightly gloomy, and Sherlock piped up.

“You don’t have to be so serious about it, y’know. Seeing as all of you had been forced into those crimes, the Yard’ll treat you more leniently.”

“Y-You’re right.”

John knew that Sherlock was deliberately being optimistic, in an effort not to worry them both. Hence, though it was a little awkward, John agreed with him.

Perhaps the matter wasn’t as simple as Sherlock had described, but the events from now on would be out of their hands entirely. Hoping that Lestrade would speak well in their defence, John changed the topic somewhat forcibly.

“……By the way, is this lady a relative of yours?”

Hearing that, Laura brightened up, and introduced the old woman.

“Yes, she’s my grandmother; we’ve been making a living together selling food.”

“Truly, please accept my sincere apologies for what happened.”

Hearing the old woman’s husky voice, John finally understood the awkward exchange he had witnessed between them at the park. Seeing as they were family, it was only natural for Laura to be more relaxed around her; moreover, the old woman’s faltering tone had surely been due to her guilt at deceiving him.

John nodded in understanding. Then, Laura took out a small pouch.

“That and this…… Here’s the full amount we’ve taken from you, Dr Watson. Please accept it.”

“Ah, I see. I’d forgotten all about the money. Thank you.”

John was about to reach for the pouch, when all of a sudden, a thought struck him — and he stopped.

“……Um, is something the matter?”

Seeing him freeze up, Laura tilted her head. Then, John withdrew his hand, and instead held up the bag full of items he’d bought from the street merchants.

“‘Taken’? What’re you saying? I bought these of my own accord. I can’t see any issues with them, so I’ve no intention of getting a refund.”

“……Eh?”

“Isn’t that right? I negotiated properly with the merchants in the parks, and bought these items as a customer. There was no trickery at all.”

John asserted that proudly, and beside him, he heard Sherlock chuckle.

Of course, what John said was by no means a show of bravado that he hadn’t been tricked. Laura had been moved by his kindness throughout the day; in an instant, she sensed the emotions imbued in his words. But even so, she knitted her brows, looking troubled.

“Still, I really should return this to you.”

She then offered him the pouch again, but John gently pushed it away.

“Laura, in all honesty, the walnuts your grandmother sold me were delicious. For products that good, it’s only right that I pay a fair price for them.”

His smile was full of warmth as he continued.

“If I happen to see your stall again, I’ll be sure to buy from you.”

“Dr Watson……”

This time, Laura did not press the matter.

She held the pouch as if it were a treasure, and her face brimmed with smiles.

“——Alright. When we see each other again, I’ll be sure to prepare lots of walnuts for you.”

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to that.”

Then, John bade goodbye to Laura and her grandmother; and with his “loot” in hand, he left the scene with Sherlock.

[aressss1]

Through Fire and Ice Chapter 6

(Technoblade x Reader)

Chapter 6

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Phil was the first to wake up of the two in the back of the caravan. He slowly sat up using his good arm to push himself up. His eyes scanned over Techno. Techno’s face was peaceful as he slept. He was surprised that the half piglin had decided to sleep in the presence of the other two. Not that the other two were in the caravan with them but, that really was a testament that Techno was exhausted.

The caravan wasn’t moving anymore, and it was silent outside. Deciding to take a peek, Phil pulled back the fabric of the caravan, letting the harsh wind chill in for a moment, which he came to regret. Techno stirred at that. They were at their village. George and Sapnap nowhere in sight, they had taken the horses as well.

 “Mate, I think they just left us out here.” Phil said to Techno who was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

 “Not surprising.” Techno stretched his arms causing his joints to pop. Phil lets out a small hum, as he looked at the height of the snow on the roofs of the houses. There had to be at least two feet of snow, and it still was coming. The large flakes were still falling fast to the earth, with no end in sight. A thought had occurred to him and he let out a groan as he sat back on the wood of the caravan, causing Techno to look over at him curiously. “Uhh, you okay there?”

 “The library,” Phil lamented, this caused Techno’s eyebrow to raise. Phil’s hand covered his face.

 “You… Wanna go to our local library?” Techno questioned, his arms crossing over his chest for heat. “Phil… I gotta be honest here, I don’t have a library card.”

 “No, the books in the stronghold library,” Phil clarified, his hand sliding down his face. “They might hold the key to stopping this.” Phil let out another pained groan. “Why didn’t I think about those books?”

 “What books?” Ranboo popped his head into the caravan, scaring Philza and nearly making him topple over. Phil winced from the action and cradled his broken arm. “Whoa,” Ranboo eyed Phil’s arm. “Sorry Phil…” He apologized bowing his head.  

 “It’s alright mate.” Phil said gritting through the pain. “And to answer your question, I left the library in the stronghold untouched, whatever books are in there might be important. I was going to come back for them.” Phil said after the pain had started to subside.

 “So… Let’s go get them?” Ranboo offered.

 “You want to help me get the books from the library Ranboo?” Phil asked the enderling, the question making Ranboo light up as he nodded.

 “Okay I get the fact that you want to go back to the library, but you need to heal your arm before anythin’.” Techno motioned at Phil’s arm. “It doesn’t make sense to go when you’re already at a disadvantage.”

 “You’re going to have to wait a while Phil.” Ranboo spoke up. “The doctor, has been denying patients left and right.” Techno’s eyes snapped up to Ranboo’s eyes, the action making Ranboo uncomfortable and a small enderman noise could be heard, as he kept his eyes anywhere but Techno. Techno didn’t care.

 “What do you mean?” Techno’s tone was serious. “How long has that been going on?” His brows furrow, as Ranboo hesitates.

 “U-uh…” Ranboo’s voice wavered as he tried processing what he was going to say next. “There isn’t enough supplies to go around. People are dying because of the lack of health potions. We have already exhausted our bone meal for the melons.” Techno felt his eyes widen and he started to go through his chests that he had brought with him.

 “You haven’t seen Dream?” He asked still sifting through his items.

 “Last I saw him…” Ranboo paused. “I-uh… I can’t actually remember?” Ranboo said sheepishly. Techno sighed not finding any melons. He hung his head and stood up from his chests. His eye landing on the ender chest off to the side. ‘If I need to… I will.’ Techno thought to himself. Techno opened the ender chest, and he pulled out the only one of its kind he had ever found. An enchanted golden apple.

 “Mate?” Phil eyed Techno warily.

 “If nothing else will help her, this will Phil.” Techno gripped the shimmering golden apple in his hand.

 “Those are pretty rare.” Phil cocked his head at Techno, a smirk coming to his lips. “You sure you want to just give it up like that?”

 “…” Techno quickly hid the apple from sight, his eyes leveling with Phil. He didn’t even have an excuse. “What do you want me to say, Phil?” He bent and grabbed a red cloak from one of the chests and wrapped it around his shoulders. He liked the blue one better, but the red cloak made him come back to his roots.

 “You don’t have to say anything mate.” He couldn’t hide the amusement from his voice. Ranboo spoke up shifting the topic back to what it was before. Techno couldn’t help but be appreciative of that.

 “So, Phil, when did you want to go to that library?” Ranboo asked, making Phil hum in response.

 “You see how deep that snow is?” Phil pointed to the rooftops he was looking at earlier. “We need to go soon,” Phil looked down at his arm. “I don’t think we have time to wait.”

 “You wrote down the coordinates right Phil?” Ranboo asked. When Phil nodded, “Let’s just mine our way to the stronghold. Just in case we need to make multiple trips.” Phil nodded.

 “That’s smart, Ranboo.” Phil pushed up from his seat with his good arm. “I nominate Techno to mine it out.” He clapped his hand on Techno’s shoulder. Techno couldn’t even argue with that. He wanted to make it up to Phil for the recent events.

 “For you Phil… The world.” Techno stated, he stepped out of the caravan helping Phil out as well.

 “Thanks mate. You should go check on your friend.” Phil put a tiny bit of emphasis on the word ‘friend’. Techno rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry about your stuff, Kristin and I will keep it safe for you.”  Phil patted Techno on the shoulder. After saying their goodbyes, Techno was swift on his feet, descending into the mine. He could see Sapnap and George climbing back up the stairs, but he paid them no mind. Hugging the wall, passing them on the stairs, he could hear their whispers, but he couldn’t exactly make out what they were saying.

 “Techno,” Sapnap called as he turned to look at the half piglin. “We are going to put your chests on the ground so you can get them when you can, George and I are going to look for more survivors.” Techno didn’t even spare him a glance, only raised his hand, to show he heard them. Hearing the huff from Sapnap was the last of his worries. He probably would have gotten the same reaction if he had responded differently anyway.

 It had taken a minute, but he finally found himself at the bottom of the staircase, the iron door in front of him almost intimidating. He wasted no time in flicking the lever and stepping through the now open door. His eyes flitted around taking in the scenery before him. People too busy at work to notice him. The cavern though manmade took on the shape like a huge ravine. Off in one corner of the cave, he spied the ray of a beacon shining bright.

 ‘Well, that explains how they dug all this out in such a short amount of time.’ Techno thought. Looking around at the busy scenery. He didn’t exactly know where to go from here. But he was sure he would find someone who could at least remember that they had seen Dream in the last few hours. Heading toward the beam of light he didn’t have to look to hard. There… Sitting on the wooden spruce step of an unfinished building was Dream… He was looking at his bloodied hands.

 Being a hybrid, Techno could just tell… That, that was your blood. Every muscle in his body tensed up.  Dream hadn’t noticed him yet.

 ‘She’s gone.’ The voices wailed in his mind, also demanding for Dreams blood. While he was struggling, to keep a more optimistic view, his heart sank. This didn’t mean she was gone but try telling the voices in his mind that. He stepped up in front of Dream, his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn’t wearing his mask, which was surprising even for Techno. He started wearing that mask ever since Techno scarred up that pretty boy face of his.

 “Where is she Dream?” Techno’s monotone voice cut through the air, causing Dream’s eyes to flit up to Techno. Techno watched in amusement, as Dream’s face contorted into a look of animosity.

 “Resting,” He stands eyes leveling with Techno. Techno breathes an inward sigh of relief. “I’m surprised to see you here, Techno.” Dream takes slow steps pacing on the step, his eyes never leaving Techno. “I thought you were just going to leave as soon as you got Phil here.”

 “Well, you see Dream,” Techno started as he cocked his head to the side. “I have my business here; I can’t just leave. At least not yet. I also couldn’t wait to see how my handiwork on your face healed.” Techno’s eyes ran over Dreams scars striping his cheek and forehead, and finally to the one on the back of Dreams neck. That struck a nerve in Dream. Taking a few seconds Dream smiled, almost evilly.

 “Hmmm, what do you think she will feel when she sees what you truly are.” Dream’s sweet voice hit him deep, though Techno refused to show it. “I guess a human and piglin aren’t totally unheard of, seeing that you had to come from somewhere. But what do you think she will feel, when the ‘Blood God’ turns into the bloodthirsty beast?” Rage boiled in his veins; the voices begged for Techno to shut him up. “Guess what Blood God.” Dream’s face contorted into a sneer, “When you have scared the living shit out of her, I will come to be there for her. Because I know, you will slip up.” Dream was still pacing his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.

 Techno was fuming, his hands clenching under his cloak, not that Dream could see them. He was about to say something when a delicate hand landed on his shoulder interrupting the situation. Techno’s eyes scanned over to Nihachu, who had no idea what had been going on.

 “Techno!” Niki looked genuinely happy to see him there, “I’m so glad you’re safe!”

 “Same for you Niki.” Techno gave her a smile, his eyes landing back on Dream. “Dream was just about to take me to see someone.” Even though he was monotone, it held a warning that Dream could hear, loud and clear.

 “Oh yes!” Niki clapped her hands together, “How has she been doing Dream?” Dream turned to Niki plastering a smile on his face.

 “I patched her up,” Dream said, taking on a friendlier tone than before. “She’s doing a lot better now. Though, she’s still horribly sick,” Niki nodded, looking down in thought.

 “Let’s get some food, I’m sure at this point we all need it.” Niki waved them inside the building behind Dream. Techno didn’t hesitate to look around for you. The enchanted golden apple weighing heavy in his pocket. “If she’s resting, she would be in the back room Techno.” Niki chuckled, taking note of his eagerness to see you. “Dream, will you help me set up my kitchen?” Niki turned her attention to Dream.

 “Of course!” Dream followed Niki to a smoker in the corner of the room. Dreams eyes narrowing at Techno slightly when Niki wasn’t looking. Techno opted out of their conversation, his eyes looking at the entrance of the back room. Noticing the blood that had pooled on the stone in the middle of the room he avoids it. When he makes it to the entrance of the backroom, he had to duck his head from the doorway to enter.

  There you were, sleeping peacefully on a pink bed. He very quietly walks to your side. He hates the worry he has for you… His want to protect you. But if he was being honest with himself, he loved the way you snuggled into him last night, even if it was for warmth. You didn’t look at him like a monster, even after seeing his face, his ears... He vowed that you would never see the other side that liked to come out in his blood thirst.

 He sat on a wooden crate leaning his back against the wall, focusing on your ragged breathing. He could hear the activity from the other room. From Niki telling Dream to wash his hands to heavy furniture being moved. It wasn’t long before the smell of food made it to Techno’s nose. He was just going to have to wait for you to wake up. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, wishing he had one of his books to read. He would wait as long as he needed to for you.

 ~~

 “Hey, wake up.” You felt a hand on your shoulder shaking you awake. Your eyes fluttered open to see Dream. He gave you a soft smile before he held out the item in his hands for you to take. He had a bowl of what looked to be rabbit stew. When your eyes focused on him you thankfully took the bowl of food. Your stomach was pleading for food. You took your first bite of the stew and you fell in love with the taste. It was absolutely perfect.

 A woman, behind Dream catches your attention, she had handed Techno a bowl of his own. When your eyes land on Techno, you felt so happy. His eyes meet your gaze.

 “Thank the gods,” You breathe out. You feel almost all the tensity in your body melt away.

 “Nice to see you too.” You saw the small quirk of his mouth. Breathing out a sigh your eyes land back on the woman, who waved at you.

 “Hi! I’m Niki.” She sat on the bed next to you. “It’s so nice to meet a friend of Techno’s!”

 You shook her hand after you gave her your own name. After a few minutes of small talk and trying not to cough too much, you dug into your meal, with gusto. Everyone else followed suit. You really appreciated the warm liquid soothing your throat.

 “Sorry it’s such a small amount everyone,” Niki apologized. “Rationing out food is something that’s going to happen for a while.” Techno leaned forward toward you with his bowl. You looked at him curiously and before you knew it, he was dumping half of his bowl into yours.

 “What are you doing?” You asked, looking at him incredulously.

 “You need to eat more so you gain your strength and get over this sickness.” He stated plainly, going back to eating what was in his own bowl. “Don’t argue with me on this. You’ll just tire yourself out.” Before you could say anything else. Dream spoke up.

 “He’s right.” Dream pushed some of your hair out from your face. You felt a blush rise up your neck and spread on your cheeks when you looked into his eyes. “We just want the best for you.” Your eyes flicked back to Techno, who seemed to be staring down at the stone floor with an unreadable look in his eyes. Not liking having all the attention on you, you simply nodded.

 “…Alright.” You gave in. The next few minutes were spent talking with the people around you. It felt… Nice. The last time you had relied on someone was awful, and you hoped it wouldn’t turn into that type of situation again. You couldn’t take it. The whole time you, Dream, and Niki chatted Techno was silent, he would give his input here and there, but… You wanted to talk to him. Alone. You wanted to thank him for everything. You supposed there was time to do it at a later day, you promised yourself you would.

 There would be time where you could do that… Right?

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did cas really tell dean to kneel before their new god? did that actually happen? i thought him beating the shit out of dean in that alley was the most unrestrainedly horny thing this show had ever done ACTUALLY you know what scratch that new question: top horny moments from the cw's supernatural (2005 - 2020)

getting this ask feels like my sins of the last week have been weighed against the Trials I Have Gone Through since the premier of supernatural on the wb in september of 2005 and I’m not sure if it is a punishment or reward

some notes before we begin:

the ep with dean’s male siren was like, conceptually horny but not actually that horny because the dude was uglie. I’m sorry to this man

all you sam girls out there. I respect you but I do not respect jared padalecki who is JUST tall and has zero sex appeal. but those eps where he’s like, drinking ruby’s blood and then eating her pussy are. you know. I’ll give you that

I am ONLY UP TO SEASON 10 so fair warning this is not comprehensive but the horniness does seem to drop off sharply after the mark of cain is no longer in play lol gotta love a good demon murder tattoo plot

this is easily the most insane thing I’ve ever done, including the destiel manifesto

S1 EP12: the scene where dean gets healed by the faith healer, on his knees with a hand in his hair and looking somewhere between religious ecstasy, brain death and an orgasm. starting this list off great

S1 EP22: azazel possessing john winchester. no I will not explain further if u know u know <3

S3 EP10: dean being taunted by a dream version of himself, this is where we first got the daddy’s blunt little instrument line. still burned in my hippocampus a good 13 years later thank yew

S4 EP1: dean crawling out of his own grave covered in grave dirt. hot. the HANDPRINT. HOT. also tangent but this reveal after the s3 finale was WILD back in 2008 I hollered in my dorm room after canvassing for obama. simpler times man

S4 EP 1: cas’ intro scene. the barn. the shadow wings. the hair??? getting stabbed in the chest by the man you just pulled out of hell. getting aaaallll up in that personal space. his little eyebrow. “you don’t think you deserve to be saved.” OUTRAGEOUSLY FLAMING

S4 EP02: “I dragged you out of hell I can throw you back in.” <<< this angel tops. mark dean down as scared and horny etc

S4 EP16: this ENTIRE EPISODE but specifically the part where dean tortures alastair as some kind of foreplay and then alastair kicks his ass. carved you into a new animal. jesus.

S4 EP16: wait I forgot about the part where cas also gets his ass kicked and looks all....hm. dazed and covered in blood while he’s on his knees and about to die. yeah.

S5 EP4: I mean this entire ep is unfairly horny considering everyone is dying of a zombie plague and hasn’t showered in like, 4 years but if I had to pick one hmmm. the dean/dean interrogation scene with the panty kink yeah I know it’s not original but hm. it happened. also misha collins just being able to convey that CAS IS A FLEXIBLE SLUT with a single roll of his shoulders. who SAYS this man can’t act!!!!!

S5 EP18: the ALLEY SCENE. DEAN DOESN’T FIGHT BACK. CAS HOLDS HIM UP OFF THE GROUND AND THEN THROWS HIM ACROSS THE ALLEY. WHY DID EVERYONE THINK CAS COULDN’T TOP. you all had brainworms.

S5 EP18: when cas locks dean in the panic room to stop him from saying yes to michael and “well cas not for nothing but the last person who looked at me like that I got laid” I hate this show. wait I think the blow me cas line is in this episode too what the fuck were they on here

S6 EP5: the scene where dean gets turned into a vampire. between the old dude who I think calls dean a pretty boy (??) and soulless sam....watching??? no ******* but there were just some absolutely foul energies in that scene and I still do not understand WHAT they were thinking

S6 EP20: cas doing a double smite on two demons by slamming them to the ground and then shoving another demon back in its vessel and then smiting him in the same motion. TOP. ENERGY.

S6 EP22: season 6 is possibly cas’ horniest season because he’s like, going through angel puberty after getting his first boner for dean, but the final cas eps are. whoof. cas eats a bunch of souls and proclaims himself to be a new god in order to handle said boner, and then the season ends with cas telling them to bow down and profess their love to him, their new lord, or he will destroy them. note: the way this is framed makes it look like cas is only staring at dean while he says this, even though sam and bobby are also there. the season ends with dramatic zooms on both cas and dean’s faces respectively. this made me actively regret ditching this show after s5 lol

S8 EP??: literally EVERY SINGLE PURGATORY FLASHBACK. cas dean and benny are all purgatory hot in the “pop 10 cranberry pills and risk the UTI” kind of way but also. dean being the hot girl bottom between two tops who hate each other. I really. whew. I need to go take a shower.

S8 EP17: if I get canceled for including the crypt scene on this list I blame you bud. but dean on his knees begging a brainwashed cas to stop killing him WAS sexy. how many times has dean been on his knees in this list wait there’s another one coming up next jsldjfsldkjf

S9 EP2: abaddon getting dean on his knees (YEAH) and pulling his hair and praising him for always coming when called HELLO???? the only thing that ruins this is dean says “I can’t tell if we’re gonna fight or make out” because this is the CW and they won’t let him say fuck

S9 EP6: ah. this entire episode is Emotionally Horny but the horny horny part is when they’re in the car and dean is telling cas to unbutton his shirt and. watches. I know this was on my destiel manifesto but I need it here too

S9 EP9: cas, covered in blood, slitting another angel’s throat and eating his grace after getting tortured. that shot alone made me understand why this website was so goddamn horny for misha collins for nearly a damn decade

S9 EP11: MARK OF CAIN BABEY. cain watching dean beat up a bunch of demons as an audition for taking on the mark, while crowley also is a fucking voyeur to the whole thing. cain is also a hot silver fox with daddy energies. I said what I said

S9 EP 16: dean getting the first blade. he’s chained to a pillar and being menaced by a foppish dandy who wants to add him to his “collection” (WOW). dean then kills him with the blade and whew. murder is sexy sometimes

S9 EP21: dean being pinned against a wall by abaddon’s power, then using the mark of cain to break her hold, calling the first blade to him psychically and then killing her. god the mark of cain is hot

S9 EP23: dean waking up with the demon eyes NUT

S10 EP2: demon dean beating up that dude with the boring backstory and kicking his ass. really was a go on baby I got your flower moment because I hated that dude and I love demon dean

S10 EP3: demon dean being chained up and taunting sam about how his brother is gone, then hunting sam through the bunker. demon dean in general was VERY fun for me, someone who loves trash

S10 EP9: dean going berserk and killing a bunch of pedophile rapists/child abusers. I’m sorry I know this show is trying to preach morality at me about monsters and unnecessary murder and humanity or whatever but we blew past that like 8 SEASONS AGO. also the mark of cain is sexy

S10 EP14: the rest of this list is really gonna be mark of cain stuff isn’t it look I’m here to have fun. cain and dean’s fight. cain continuously tossing his mane of hair back and taunting dean with the picture of what he’s going to become, who he’s going to kill. dean begging cain to tell him that he can stop, and then ultimately killing him. rip daddy.

S11 EP4: again I have not watched this however. every shot of this episode is PRESTIGE TELEVISION because driving a muscle car is sexy. and especially the shot of dean all beat to hell and begging his car to start and giving her a little kiss from his fingers to her dash. ugh. masculinity.

S12 EP10: the bearded salt-and-pepper daddy look returns, only it’s an angel this time and he’s wearing a vest and shirtsleeves and he swordfights with a hot redheaded lady in a suit and an eyepatch. this show is good sometimes!!! and oh fuck lol I just realized this is the same guy who played krissy’s hot hunter dad in s7 probably the first guy who’s hotter as an angel than a hunter. huh.

S12 EP 11: dean riding larry the mechanical bull to “broomstick cowboy.” I have no idea where this factors into the ep but I have seen. the youtube clip

S13 EP23: from what I can tell s13 is way more emotionally horny than boner horny, although dean burning cas’ body was sexy. but the horniest part was dean saying yes to michael and then michael taking over and saying “thanks for the suit.” we are going to ignore the silliest fight scene in existence as well as the final shot ending on a FREEZE FRAME like a goddamn tiktok

S14: not gonna pick a specific moment because I have not watched yet!!! but michael dean is hot. idk why michael is weirdly hot and I cannot stand any iteration of lucifer on this television programme. it should be the reverse but I’m forever an older sibling stan apparently. someone who is catholic could probably explain this better.

S15 EP13: genevieve padalecki and danneel ackles fight flirting as ruby and anael I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY HELD OUT ON THIS TILL THE LAST SEASON

I know I am missing things but this is already an absolutely incomprehensible screed. I know I’m missing shit from the latter seasons but give me time I’m pacing myself