#writing.🩰

[bladephilia]

— 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓁𝒾𝒶, 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎?

nothing to be found here . . . come back later?

[blubunz]

i just finished reading 'deep inside' and holy shitt?? it's simultaneously a breath of fresh air and something that just knocks the wind out of my lungs coz: (1) there's rarely ever sub!Leon where it's not RE2 or 4 and (2) i love a good sub!Leon fic where he's crying, desperate to cum, overstimulated, or all of the above and it ticked all those boxes Σ(゜゜) is it alright if i'll request an sub!older Leon fic again and this time it's kinda inspired by Bed Chem by Sabrina Carpenter? just a good 'ol sub fic with plenty of Leon crying, cumming, um... hair pulling too i suppose (✿☉｡☉) dw if you're not down for it, it's totally cool with me! i just have to get this out hihi >//<

-🩰 <3

holy shit thank you😭❓️❓️ I actually love sub old Leon sm but didn't expect this much love either I'm actually genuinely surprised😧 tysm I appreciate the compliment a lot !! Kicking my legs rn

Also I've never listened to Bed Chem before this ask hwat,, I'm sorry if it's not like in the lyrics but like yeah😞

《MINORS DNI!》

Tags: sub!old! leon x f! reader, leon takes over later but hes not,, dominant so i think it qualifies of him being a sub still, pet names, panties sniffing, hair pulling, edging, overstimulation, pussy so good he's going insane, worshipping (?),leon feels guilty,, so he's apologizing a lot, crying, whimpering, bending over, oral (m! receiving), porn no plot.

“Jesus, fuck—slow down, sweetheart.” Leon pants, looking down at you kneeling in front of him, impatiently unbuckling his belt.

“Thought you wanted this.” Taking his cock in your palm, you kisses the tip with your soft lips, lipstick smeared from the earlier make out session you had with him.

“Yeah, I do, but— fuuuuuuck!” He groans, head falling back and his feet digging into the mattress when you only take the tip in between your lips. You hum in content, teasing his cock with kitten licks, tongue sliding between the slit leaking pre-cum.

“Ohmyfuckinggod!” His jaw hangs open, tears already brimming in the corner of his eyes as they wrinkle up. His hips buck, shaking with anticipation.

“Oh, slow down, Leon.” You giggle, mocking him from his earlier statement, in which Leon whines in return, itching his cock closer to your mouth.

You finally oblige, however, sinking his cock down your throat and that makes his mind break, pushing his hips up in a quick but clumsy pace. He can't help it, your mouth is hot and wet, just like your pussy. Honestly though? You can rub his cock with your heel and he'd be happy to paint it white as well.

You delicately push your hair back a little, the casual act makes him feel like you're not feeling as excited as him and oh god that makes him feel so weak, knowing how worked up he is and how casual you are, despite your own cunt throbs with juices staining your panties already.

He groans when you push yourself up again, your own lips leaving his weeping tip with a lingering kiss. He can't take it anymore, he's desperate for release and damn it all to hell, he wants to disobey you. Well, you are somewhat younger, you should've been the one getting tied up and begging for him, but he respects you too much for that, too lovesick to even comprehend the thought of seeing you giving up your own pleasure to satisfy him.

But, today he seems eager to just ravage you whole. Leon groans, grabbing your wrist tightly to pull you close and picks you up.

Of course you let out a surprised gasp, instantly frowning at how he's changing the rules.

“S-Sorry baby...I swear I'll make it up to you.” Leon instantly coos, bending you over the bed and pulling your panties down in one swift motion.

He savors your heated arousal that has stained on the fabric, a deep sniff and he's rubbing it all over his face, down to his cock, fisting himself a few times before lining up against your entrance.

“Leon—!” You were about to protest, displeased, obviously, your mind is already thinking of ways to make him cry even more, but all thoughts melt and turn to puddle once that red tip eases inside your core with a loud, enticing squelch.

You shut up instantly, biting down your lip as Leon hugs you against his chest and instantly ruts into you like a rabbit, he's crying out curses and moaning so loud, already setting you to a rough pounding.

“Ngh—! Fuck! Fuck! Oh god, baby I'm so sorry—” He's crying, babbling out apologies as his hips attach to yours. “P-Pussy so good, ohmygod holy fuck! My baby, sweetheart, oh god piccolo I'm sorry I'm sorry!”

You would respond to him, telling him it's okay, that you enjoy this too and that you don't mind, but he's pounding you so good, fucking the words out of you.

Leon has to pull away from you for a moment to breathe properly, your scent overflowing his nostrils, he's dazed with lust and love for you, everything about you just makes him ache for love.

“God, yes!” His head tilts back, his fingers snaking up to your hair, pulling on it to pull your back flushed against Jim. He's breathing heavily in your ear, cock twitching inside your sweet cavern as he keeps apologizing.

“Mngh, I'm such a bad puppy, aren't I?” Leon whines, his face flushed and he's frowning from feeling bad about disobeying you. He looks like a sad old dog, you have to admit, but you can't deny he appeals to you in ways no one can. His wrinkles are there, creasing his forehead, by the eyes, near his lips, but that just makes him look hotter, acting like a young pup despite being so old.

One hand in your hair, the other one grabs one of your bouncing tits. His blurry, teary eyes can see how soft they are when he thrusts up into your pussy, how your nipple reacts to his fingers just pinching and pulling.

“Ngh, sorry baby...” He pants loudly against your ear, kissing your cheek in hopes to make you less uncomfortable. “Wanna-Wanna cum, I wanna cum inside you.” He begs. “Please, sweetheart, oh god please let me cum inside you please please, pretty please—"

You haven't spoke in so long, and your juices spilling out as you cum without warning, squeezing his cock in a suffocating way that he enjoys.

“Oh fuck yes! Squeeze my cock, please baby. Make me cum!"

Leon gasps, eyes roll up as he shoots himself inside your awaiting womb, filling you up quick. He doesn't stop though, no, he keeps going, giving you slow thrusts before slamming your face down the mattress.

More apologies spilling out with false promises, words like “Sorry sweetie, just one more, please?” are enough to let you know he's going all the way.

Leon's body shakes from overstimulation, his body isn't like before, he can't go for long, but something about you today just makes him rock hard again, already going at a fervent speed.

He's tugging your hair harder, he's crying so much that his tears are dripping and rolling down your back. Your own pussy tightens at how he's penetrating you already right after the first load.

Leon whines, smashing your lips together just so he can taste your sticky saliva, to have more of your lipstick on him, to suck on your tongue like a candy cane. While he's pounding you to oblivion, hand keeps on tugging your hair so he can trail from your lips down to your neck, leaving bite marks and hickies that you for sure are gonna be embarrassed later.

“Oh god, my angel...so cute, god you're ruining me!” He sniffles, weeping while his arms flexed to hug you closer, the better he's pounding you though, cock sliding in and out with sticky substances staining his abdomen, with a white ring coated around his base.

“Can't resist you, mngh, never...nev—mngh, ah- oh-oh- fuck fu—ck!”

His movements are getting more clumsy, legs shaking and his hips snapping forward. By now he can't even talk, every attempt at forming a coherent sentence just falls away like his tears. You can even hear his voice so shaky, so trembly you think he might pass out soon. Surely your pussy can't make him feel this good, right? Surely he won't just pass out just because of how you're squeezing him just how he likes it, right?

Only time can tell.

[q1ngqve]

Can I ask for Dilf! Aventurine, getting all weak and needy for kindergarten teacher! Reader. Seeing all his children like her is a plus one in his book!

Him seeing that tight apron hugging reader, showing off her curves, wishing it was him who'd hold those hips of hers and give her more children to take care of. So by the time they get close (asked her out and go on lots of dates) things get spicy 👀👀👀

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🪷🫧💭 — this isn’t exactly a fic… more like a drabble (also requests are closed!)

CW; dilf aventurine x fem! reader, cream pie! (yum)

he is most definitely always the first parent that arrives at the kindergarten at the end of each day, until he spots the new teacher walking out with his kids one day when he arrives late.

he is so so smitten with you, it's literally love at first sight! how could someone look so beautiful wearing a tight apron with two young children by her side? his heart pounds so loud he can swears you can hear it when you smile at him, introducing yourself as his children's new teacher.

stammers when you ask if he's okay, he looks like he's heating up! doesn't notice the way his kids smiling cheekily at your interaction, knowing their dad has a crush on their new teacher.

decides to come late from that day onwards just so that he could have a short period of time to be with you without other parents around. his kids teases him so much, going around telling their friends in class that their dad has a crush on their teacher. but how could he not fall for you when you literally look like an angel sent from heaven, just for him!!!!!

offers to drive you home one day when it was raining! you know you shouldn't, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel anything whenever you're around him. steps out of the car to open your door for you and locks the door behind him to make sure his kids don't run out and interrupt, because he's about to ask you out!

ended up staying over at your house the night he takes you out because you guys had alcohol and he couldn't drive home (he has a driver but he is sneaky about it) the moment you guys step into your house, he has you pinned against the wall, lips on yours as his hands roam all over your body, finally releasing his long controlled urge to fuck you!

confesses all his feelings for you since the moment he laid eyes on you! practically throws you onto the bed and grabs at your hips to pull you back! almost cums in you the moment he enters raw for the first time! couldn't control his mouth, he says all those filthy, teasing words and laughs when you clamp down on him, your hips pushing back to meet his on its own accord.

fucks his cum into you again and again until he's satisfied!!!!! stuffs the cum back in with his fingers when they leak out of you >:(

[pearlzier]

vampire!matt with a sweet girly girl

u have. an amazing brain did u know that 💓

he LOVES his girly girl so damn much, loves how accepting you are of him being a vampire and how you didn't start crying bloody murder the second you found out. he also wonders whether your blood tastes as sweet as you are, but he tries to keep that thought in the back of his head as much as he can ...... maybe one day you'd let him try, just a little. that he thinks about a lot. and your blood does taste sweet to him, due to all of those sweet smoothies and milkshakes you drink.

matt thinks you're a little too sweet sometimes, he thinks your pretty face and lacy outfits, lips smothered in gloss could give people the wrong idea. you're naive at times, very much so, so he has to step in at times. first off, you'd literally let him into your home after he'd stumbled in your yard—what was stopping you from doing it again? when you'd left your back door open one time, he'd told you, "gotta be more careful, sweetheart, you let me, a whole ass vampire in one time, next thing i know a fuckin' werewolf is gonna be walkin' in through that door,"

"...werewolves are real?" you stare at him, blinking for a moment. of course that's what you focused on.

"just—just lock the door, will you?"

you're sweet to the point of literally fucking up your sleep schedule and sleeping during the day just so you can go out with matt at night. it concerns him so bad but also makes his heart race at the fact you'd do that for him. the first few times you did it, you were practically falling asleep where you stood.

"we can go back if you want—" "no." your voice are the tiniest bit delayed and slurred from how tired you are but insistent nonetheless, and he simply eyes you for a minute before a fond smile adorns his lips, and he continues walking around the park with you with your fingers interlaced with his.

he gets a little self conscious over being a vampire sometimes, and feels like he doesn't deserve to be with someone as sweet as you, so he starts pulling away and being around you less in the hopes that you'll finally realise that you deserve something better. "i'm a vampire, a monster, you shouldn't even want to look at me, let alone date me."

"i've had exes bigger monsters than you, y'know that? you're far from it, dummy." and that gets him thinking two things: you're a fucking angel, and where the fuck were those exes, because he'd have to sort them out for you if they were that bad to you. he still doesn't think he deserves you, at all, but he starts thinking it less and less with how many times you tell him that he does.

you're super warm blooded, but especially compared to him. he's always so cold, due to being a vampire, and you hate it. not for yourself, you love cuddling up with him and clinging to him with no remorse. but for him, since you feel like it could get pretty annoying being freezing all the damn time. "you're literally shivering." you are, you're shaking the faintest bit against him. it's not obvious, but he completely notices with how attuned his senses are. "m'literally fine, matt. close your eyes, you're supposed to be sleeping," your eyes are squeezed shut, trying to sleep. though you're practically clinging to him to try get warmth, which you won't find but do so anyway, in your cute little pajamas.

or he's doing your makeup for you, as you'd requested, and his cold hand is grasping your face gently to steady you. "sit still, y'keep fidgetin', baby." you whine in return, pouting as you try to keep yourself still. he tries to hold off a laugh at the way you react, "we need to get you gloves," at that, he chuckles quietly, brows raising instinctively. as much as he loves you, he doesn't think so. "you're not makin' me wear gloves, no way in hell. gotta suck it up, i guess."

[darlingofsatoru]

JJK & CHRISTMAS

⊹ synopsis: Various hcs of Jjk characters at Christmas.

SATORU GOJO

-This man is ecstatic, Christmas is his version of heaven.

-Christmas dates are necessary, he’s gonna go out with you in fuzzy coats, gloves, earmuffs, scarfs and hats with pom-poms on them, even if it’s not snowing.

-Hot drinks are also a necessary (he pays every time, pulls his credit card out quickly just as you’re getting yours out, no amount of convincing or bribing can stop him from doing this every time he can.)

-PRESENTS. This mf is so extra with them, type of man to get you tons of expensive jewellery then giggle and blush like a school girl at a teddy-bear and his favourite chocolate.

-Stops using his infinity just so the snow can fall on him (and ofc so he can throw snowballs at you & vice versa!!)

-VERY over the top with Christmas decorations, that one house that has lights all over their yard, driveway, roof & any place in sight (he floated up to the roof because he nearly fell off a ladder one time and doesn’t want to make you do it for him).

-His sweet tooth is in full swing, that man will be buying any sweets he sees that are even remotely festive, he probably even justifies buying things that barely have any relation by trying to make up a tradition.

-Snowmen will be made if there’s snow, he’s running outside with you even if ur wearing nothing but pajamas, you cannot escape making a snowman with him.

-Overall, he’s Santa but 10x more energetic (and 10x less old !!)

KENTO NANAMI

-Very traditional with Christmas (he isn’t allergic to fun dw!)

-Likes to walk with you around your neighbourhood just to check out Christmas lights whilst holding your hand tightly.

-Speaking of Christmas lights, he’ll have a few up but if you want more he’ll help (don’t go too mad with them though, he’ll sigh pretty loudly.)

-Gentlemen as always, makes sure you’re warm in cold weather.

-Thinks it’s the thought that counts but will put in effort to get a present he believes you’ll like.

-Best believe he’s taking a week or two off to celebrate with you, Jujutsu Tech can’t say shit to stop him.

-Prefers a Christmas where there’s a warm fireplace whilst you cuddle on a sofa with many blankets, probably watching something on tv.

-Overall, boyfriend behaviour to the max, your Christmas is gonna be the best ever.

RYOMEN SUKUNA

-This man doesn’t care for Christmas, let’s be honest.

-The only reason he makes any effort at all is because you want him to but that’s not gonna be tons, he’ll simply acknowledge winter and maybe a tiny thing about Christmas, if you’re lucky.

-Somehow convince him to go ice-skating with you, it’ll be an experience you certainly won’t ever forget.

-Gets into a fight if you make him queue for literally anything to do with Christmas spirit.. That guy just stepped on your foot, what did he expect with the king of curses right there? That he’d ignore it? Of course he wouldn’t, that guy surely wouldn’t mind loosing both of his feet, yeah? Well, Sukuna doesn’t have if he does, now he can’t step on your feet ever again.

-Refuses to watch any Christmas love movies so when you manage to convince him, you either hear disapproving grunts or outright complaints about the protagonist or love interest.

-He’s definitely not one for Christmas at all but a present for his partner is a present that needs to be perfect. He’ll get you whatever you want, might even humour you with wearing a Santa hat for a minute or so in private with you.

-He’s pretty grumpy but he’ll sit around on the counter and occasionally help with cooking Christmas cookies, if he feels like it.

-Throws snowballs with frozen ice inside at random kids and casually walks away.

-Overall, the grinch but one who’d steal all the presents and give them to his partner instead whilst killing those with stupid gifts..

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

-Megumi isn’t very excited but he does enjoy it, the break of this holiday admittedly being his favourite part.

-Not one to put lights up but he’s not gonna deny putting up some decorations inside if you’d like.

-Don’t bring him to a Christmas family gathering please..

-Would willingly ice-skate with you but he’s keeping close to the edge, he doesn’t want you or him falling.

-I can see him liking snow but he does remind you to keep warm every once in a while, sighing as he shrugs off the scarf Gojo had forced onto Megumi and instead placing it around your neck.

“It should still be warm, remember to bring one next time.”

-Keeps his eyes on yours discreetly as you past stores, looking for any interest shown on certain pieces in the window.

-Another one who holds your hand in the cold, it’s just something he’d deem as common sense at this point.

-Brings you to have dinner with his sister and him & it’s super sweet, Tsumiki loves you almost immediately due to the fact you’re his partner and that he’s not alone <3

-Overall, a sweetheart with lightly less effort than some but still sweet anyway.

YUJI ITADORI

-Yuji loves any holiday but Christmas definitely ignites something happy in him even more!

-Probably loves it half for the happiness he/others experience form it and also half because he gets presents..

-What can he say? It’s super cool to unwrap and then see this super cool thing he’d forgotten he realllyyy wanted like a month ago!!

-Down for anything to be honest, you name it and he wants to do it too.

-Making snow-angels is something he NEEDS to do any time it snows.

-Likes to decorate a nice tree inside and leave some lights outside & inside, though they’re actually pretty tame!

-Still does Christmas stockings, you can’t stop him from doing this ever.

-Not even confidently as he pulls the other side of a cracker and it pulls apart immediately.. he gets accused of cheating

-Used to be a massive fan of Christmas dinners at school so he’s definitely attempting and failing to make you one.

-Prefers to sit down and watch a movie together, preferably hugging and warm!!

-Overall, a Christmas not even Sukuna could steal (probably, anyway..)

@darlingofsatoru on Tumblr only, no reposts <3

[morgsdrew]

blog warning for triggering content !!

beware of mention of death, eating disorder, drugs, murder, grooming, abuse, depression, suicide, and more related things.

morgan drew / carnival created by @jnephrite .

BRIEF CHARACTER SUMMARY — harley & ivy’s adopted kid . parents murdered by the joker in front of her did serious damage to morgan .

after the incident , she got some weird abilities (fourth wall breaking) she couldn’t explain and practically made harley quinn to take her in and help her get back to the joker .

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW / INTERACT — i won’t do novella roleplay on my carnival account i will on this account. morgan’s lore will follow her original lore in JACEVERSE but with the mix of my interactions here (so technically, she’s still in jaceverse but with a little tiny changes).

main ship is superboy (kon- el) / conner kent but is open to other ships (like oc x oc). currently in a relationship with @conner-kent-central

don’t also refer to her as carnival @shecarnionmyval since the account is for MORGAN DREW (civilian identity) .

MORE UNDER THE CUT.

JACEVERSE (CANON IN JACEVERSE):

@dr-harleen-official (harley quinn, mom/mentor),, @conner-kent-central / @souperboi (kon-el, boyfriend),, @solaninne (ani karadeniz, ex gf/bff),, @cottoncandysuckerpunch ncandysuckerpunch (cori, bff),, @nathangivre (nathan givré, teammate/ex situationship),, @pewpewtodd (jason todd, childhood friend/brother figure),, @vicenovirtues es (vice elroy, brother figure),, @th3edenc1ub (annoyance, dad figure),, @stephsinaya (she hates her),, !!

BBFS (CONNECTIONS IN TUMBLR RP):

@dr-pamela-isley (mom/mentor),, @jacynkaplanbrake (love interest/ex-bf/baby daddy),, @vvultur3 (friend),, @ladylightningrod (mentor),, @th3edenc1ub (dad figure),, @drakes-robin (close friends since 13/occasional ally),, @oscine-bird (childhood friend),, @alisinwndrlnd (older sister figure),, @alessia-knox (schoolmate/friend),, @docjulocke (therapist),, @speedylight-years (ally),, @spirk-lover-93 (mother in law… sort of),, !!

FILES (LINKS):

CARRD,, LORE DOCS,, !!

MORON FIRST KISS / FINDING OUT ABOUT JACYN,, THE BREAK UP,, MORON NEW YEAR’S KISS,, IT’S A BOY,, THE REVEAL,, MADE UP !!

[yongvillage]

hihihi again slaterrr! i adored ur xiaojun work, u captured my vision so perfectly <3

https://x.com/ty_cherie/status/1832369494540612097?s=46 have u seen? he’s noticeably stronger, and the hat is doing so much too >_< husband!taeyong who sends u the prettiest vids of him playing with himself with those strong hands and big arms, and fucks u soooo good when he gets home

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HII 🩰 ANON !!!!! im so happy to hear u liked the xiaojun work, i was a little afraid i took too much creative freedom w that LOL

also YES how could i not witness the death of twink taeyong. however i am not sad, and this is rather a celebration of life and rebirth . 😌😌

i love ur thoughts sm, lesgetit

ⓘ husband!taeyong x reader

explicit videos, one mention of name calling

wc 0.5k

taeyong knew how bored you were when he was gone at work, and he thinks he’s just having a little fun! helping you pass the time as you counted down the seconds until his shift ended.

and who’s to say he wasn’t thinking about you either? taeyong would quickly excuse himself from his cubicle, asking his fellow coworkers to cover for him as he hurried to the bathroom.

he’d lock the door, hurriedly pulling his pants and boxers down just enough so that his hard cock sprang out.

he opened up his camera app, leaving the camera front facing as he lowered it just below his crotch, his cock taking up nearly half the screen. he’d press record immediately, beginning to stroke himself. he tried to start slow, wanted to make the moment worthwhile, but he just couldn’t.

his hand picked up the pace, sticky sliding sounds and his strangled grunts being picked up by his phone’s microphone.

“f-fuck…” he’d mutter, his head tilting back until it bumped the tiled wall of the bathroom so that his angular jawline was on full display.

taeyong’s large arm tensed, the veins in his forearm straining against his own skin, threatening to bulge and explode from how fast his hand worked.

it wasn’t long until taeyong came, groaning at the thought of you watching this video and touching yourself to it while you whined setting him off. droplets of his white cum coated a bit of the camera. he chuckled weakly as his hand let go of his softening cock and wiped it away, the video ending with his smile.

taeyong didn’t hesitate for even a second to send it to you, before zipping up his pants, washing his hands, and making his way out of the bathroom.

he’d pack his things drastically faster than the rest of his coworkers, “just can’t wait to get home!” he’d reply when they asked what he was in such a hurry for.

taeyong wouldn’t make you wait as soon as he got home, he wasn’t that mean. you begged him to not prepare, letting him know that you’d spent hours fingering yourself in hopes of coming.

taeyong chuckled, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock as he ran his tip through your slit, “stupid girl, can’t even make herself cum without my help?”

you try to suppress the whine that escapes your lips, your eyes trained on the way taeyong’s thick arms held your thighs apart. he slid in slowly, causing you to let out a choked moan.

his hips pull back before slamming into you, and his brutal pace continues. you thought you’d almost lost the ability to breathe, his set rhythm knocking the wind out of you as your nails pressed into his shoulders.

even after you’d come though, taeyong wouldn’t stop, making sure to pull out every orgasm that you didn’t get to experience while he was away.

@yongvillage | ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[hippolotamus]

Guess what!! It's Nutcracker season!! The NYCB is currently busily rehearsing for their shows! What are our boys up to?

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It definitely is! They have been quite busy with shows, and so grateful to have this opportunity together. (Just like I'm so grateful for co-authoring this AU with you) However, they are Exhausted™️ and need a breather. So, for the purposes of this ask, we’re taking a trip down memory lane if that’s OK 🫶

Typically the studio is filled with noise. With chatter, gossip, the gentle tap of pointe shoes. Not now though. It’s still; a sacred space.  It’s been over a decade since Eddie last attended anything akin to mass or confession, but now feels as close to a religious experience as he’ll ever be again. A place to be reverent, and inspired by divine energy. A sanctuary to unburden himself.  Inky black sky has given way to the blues and grays that creep in before dawn. The dreamy transition between sleep and wakefulness that waits for the rest of the world. But not for Eddie. Currents of excitement sweep over his skin, rippling through the fine hairs like dandelion wisps on a breeze.  He forces himself to be patient through his stretches and warmups. Extra practice doesn’t do him any good if he doesn’t do this properly.  Finally, when he’s loose and limber, he steps to the center of the floor. His eyes fall closed as he inhales, straightening his body. The opening notes to the third act begin in his mind as clearly as if Chimney had hit ‘play’ on the sound system. He counts the bars until it’s his time to come in. And then his body moves.  In a series of spins and leaps, he crosses the floor as if he’s weightless. As though nothing can touch him. Like he’s disentangling himself from all the anxieties that try to trap him from one performance to the next. The memories that have followed him from childhood. He won’t allow them to follow him here.  Not his five year old self being frowned at for attempting to imitate his sister’s movements. Or him at six, anxiously fidgeting in place as his parents told Miss Tara they didn’t think a boy’s place – their boy’s place – was in a ballet studio. Him as a teenager nearly reaching a breaking point, enduring the slurs and ridiculous cat calls. The constant feeling of alone, alone, alone. By the time he lands, he isn’t any of those versions anymore. He’s Edmundo Diaz, man who graduated top of his class at Juilliard. Eddie Diaz, corps de ballet at NYCB.  “Should’ve figured someone as eager as you would be here early.”  “What-” In the mirror he meets a familiar set of playful blue eyes, pale but intense.  Tommy saunters in, drops his bag near Eddie’s, and leans back against the barre. “I couldn’t help but notice the alignment was off in your landing. I can help with that.”  Eddie frowns, so sure he was holding himself correctly. He returns to his previous stance, studying his reflection. “I don’t see what I’m doing wrong.”  “Don’t move.” Tommy appears at Eddie’s side, making minor adjustments to his rear leg and both arms.  “There.” He circles around to inspect Eddie from the front. “Perfect.”  Their eyes meet again and something flickers across Tommy’s features. Something deeper than simple approval. Something that feels like– “Mornin’, boys!” Chim’s voice slices through the moment, pushing them apart. Oblivious, he cracks his gum while staring at his phone screen. “Thanks,” Eddie says. Tommy glances at Chim, then back again for another assessing gaze that might leave him breathless in another situation. “Of course.”

[strrynigghts]

dinner is served

— könig x main cod members x fem!reader

— cw/tw: mentions of food (eating + making + serving), feeling lonely despite being in a room of people, könig and reader are friends, not proofread, lmk if I’ve missed any!

— summary: könig joins you for dinner

— an: visited my family as I finally moved closer to them, and decided to make them dinner! was excited until I was the only one at the dinner table :) I also want to apologise for going mia! I moved to a different state and I still need to get all my stuff settled! also note that I’ve never played a damn cod game in my entire life and only know who’s who by reading fics written by others or from doing research for 10 seconds, so please excuse any cod mistakes!

after a long day of training with the 141, you’ve decided that you’d make a nice meal for everyone. you enjoyed cooking for them, and it’s been a while since you’ve last been able to make them, and yourself, a decent meal.

you knew it wasn’t going to be easy—the kitchen was loaded with mres—but luckily, the chefs from last night left a couple things behind.

you found mac ‘n cheese, green beans, chicken strips, and lettuce. it was more than plenty to work with, but you were excited to cook regardless.

opening the cans of carrots and green beans, you dumped them into their respective pots, adding salt and pepper as well as butter, to them both. you placed the chicken on a tray and popped them in the oven, and chopped up the lettuce and placed it into the fridge.

after about fifteen minutes, everything was done! you were happy and smiling and very excited to feed your teammates! you knew they loved your cooking, and they were so grateful when you did cook.

you grabbed out plates and cups, putting a little bit of everything onto their plates. you knew that most of them didn’t mind their food touching, but alejandro was sorta picky and didn’t like it when his veggie juice touched other foods. adding tea or water into certain cups, you’ve backed away to admire your work. it was beautifully done and you felt so proud!

“boys! dinner!” you yelled, and much like a stampede, they all came running—except for könig? “made y’all chicken, mac ‘n cheese, salad, and some green beans with carrots to go along with it. it’s important to eat your veggies.”

“thank you lass,” ghost and a few others said. you knew that even though some didn’t say their thanks, that they were still thankful.

“thank you love,” price chimed in, after you’ve passed all plates out—except for königs and yours. they all walked over to the room next to the kitchen and flicked the tv on, three of them on the couch and two of them in the loveseats.

grabbing a plate yourself, you proceeded to add whatever you wanted onto your plate. you always served yourself last when it came to making them food. you didn’t mind, you knew very well that they required more calories due to how much more extensive their training was.

you looked at königs plate, popping it into the microwave for a minute to keep it warm at least. you knew it wasn’t far behind the others, always showing up after the others all have settled into their seats. you grabbed yours and looked at the boys: there weren’t any seats left, and you didn’t like sitting on the floor. you sighed quietly and sat at the table near the kitchen.

there was a lump in your throat, however. you were so excited to finally cook for your team, for your family, but then they go into a different room and turn the tv on. you wanted to talk them, wanted them to talk to you, share stories, all that jazz. the laughter they shared just then didn’t help the lump go down either. your elbows were hanging off the table and your fork poked at your plate. you weren’t even hungry anymore.

you were too far into your mind that you didn’t notice könig grab his plate from the microwave and sit down at the table until he reached out for your hand. you looked up at him and although you couldn’t see it, you knew his eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes staring at you.

“are you okay, y/n?” he sounded so worried, removing his hand away as he sat straighter, raising his mask just to his nose before he went to take a bite.

“not really that hungry anymore.” you cleared your throat, offering him a weak smile as you stared back at him.

“pft, such nonsense maus! this is really good.”

you looked away, biting your lip as you sat in silence for a brief moment. you looked back at könig, only to see that he has his spoon up in your face, offering you a bite despite having your own plate right there. “c’mon, take a bite!” he shoved it closer to your face and you laughed softly, allowing the spoon to push past your lips.

könig pulled the spoon away and chuckled. “see? it’s good isn’t it, ja?”

you felt much better now that your best friend was eating at the table with you, making you laugh <3

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[gleasonlovesjasontodd]

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[blueaprondelight]

hi mae bae!! can you do richie finding our reader is pregnant liek his reaction??

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tysm for requesting! | cw: pregnancy, brief mention of morning sickness

from the moment you saw those two faint pink lines on the test, you knew your life had changed.

it was a usual morning for you and richie. he woke up early in the mornings as he usually does, getting you a cup of coffee and setting it down on your nightstand before waking you up with the gentlest of kisses. "good morning, my love." he wished, promising to be home later that night before sneaking out the front door to work.

the smell of coffee bothering you was the first sign. the morning sickness was the other.

so, your plans of housework were delayed until you took a pregnancy test. it was a gut feeling, really. this feeling that you and Richie could be having a baby?

it should have scared you. but rather, after seeing the positive result on the first test, it felt comforting. you took a second one to be sure, and it showcased the same results - pregnant. there was no doubt: you and richie were expecting a baby.

of course you wanted to tell him in a fun way. rushing to the store and buying a small baby shirt that says "hi daddy!", perfect for pregnancy announcements. taking both tests and setting them on top, you waited for richie to return home.

once he did, you kept your composure. "i have a surprise for you in the bedroom." you say after he greets you with a kiss. setting his things down, a smirk forms on his face. "oh yeah?" he follows close behind you, and you let him enter first.

it's a pause. he reads the shirt over and over, the words setting in deeper. 'daddy'. the two tests getting scooped into his hands, he shakes them like an etch-a-sketch, almost like the results would fade soon.

"oh my gosh." he says softly, as you watch him from the doorway, smiling. "it's still early, but i had to tell you now. i have an ultrasound appointment scheduled for next week and-" your words are cut off by him scooping you into his arms, holding you close.

it's a mix of feelings, truly. he already had a daughter, and the first time he found out about her he felt the same way. the confusion comes first. an actual baby, growing inside the person he loves. then comes the excitement. he gets to bring a new life into this - albeit scary - world and he gets to do it with you.

then comes the anxiety. what if he messes up somehow? what if something happens to you, or the baby? he knows he has a reputation for fucking things up, so it's a bit terrifying to think about. until eventually you tell him he's gonna do great. you and him will be experiencing this together.

[p1oscar]

lando with a girlfriend that has a very complicated hair care routine and it confused him at first but she taught him about it and now he takes better care of his hair. I’m absolutely a sucker for self care and smth about him and his girlfriend taking care of themselves together just drives me insane. in a very soft mood right now, but I can’t help it. someone needs to protect his curls 😔

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pls i tried having a curly hair routine for like a year but ive reverted and gone back to straightening it once a week bc its less work /:

the first time lando stays over, she says she’s going to shower and he wants to join. she immediately tells him this is a real shower, no fun. he thinks he can convince her until he sees all the products and she starts telling him about his routine. it’s torture for him watching her wash her body, exfoliate, use an in shower moisturizer. after her body routine, she uses a deep cleansing shampoo, followed by her regular shampoo and after rinsing, starts massaging her scalp with a massager and follows that with a deep conditioning treatment. after rinsing her conditioner, she uses a scalp treatment and a repair mask on the ends. while it sits she might shave or massage her scalp more. then she finally rinses her hair and he thinks she’s finally done. he’d have washed his hair and entire body while she was doing her three step body routine and just watched the rest, swapping places with her when she needed out of the water stream.

he gets out of the shower and tries dragging her to bed before she can even touch her robe. she pushes him away and tells him to wait, throws him a towel and wraps herself in her robe and her hair in a microfiber towel. he thinks she’s teasing him when she rubs lotion on while he watches, but it’s just to lock in moisture from the shower. then she brushes her teeth and does her entire skin care routine, and he’s again thinking she’s done, until she lets her hair down and begins another routine, creams and gels and oils, scalp massaging and combing. its like a two hour process from start to finish and he wonders what it feels like to be so pampered. when she finally puts on pajamas and crawls into bed, he asks how often she does that and she’s like, “which part? that was like an everything shower, i won’t do all of that tomorrow, and i’ll do a different skincare routine in the morning because that’s my night skincare routine, and it’s a thursday, so tomorrow night i have to use different products because there’s certain ones you don’t use two days in a row, y’know?” lando nods and agrees even thought he has no clue what she’s talking about.

he wakes up while she’s doing her morning routine and is offended she started without him because he wanted to see what was different. she stops and shows him what she did and then continues once he’s caught up. then she offers to let him use the products or asks him about his skin and shows him all the products she has and what they’re for, pulling out the ones she bought and never used because they didn’t work for her. he goes to shower later and asks her about her hair products and she immediately offers to join and show him. he’s thinking shower sex again, but she showers with him and tells him about each of them again while washing his hair and massaging his scalp.

he’d pretend to be neutral about it when they get out and she asks if he wants her to keep going and do the rest of her routine with him, like, “yeah sure if you want to” but he’s honestly dying for her to keep running her fingers through his hair. he sits on the toilet while she does her routine on his hair and then she shows him what her skincare routine for the night is and they do it together. they keep doing it every morning and night and the first time he’s away at a race, he calls her from a beauty store asking her what products he needs to buy to do their routine and she’s like, “oh you’re like, actually doing it?” and he’d whine, “well yeah? i didn’t think i’d need to, so i didn’t bring anything and my skin feels awful. so now i’m supposed to do a deep cleanse on my hair tonight and i can’t remember which one we use.” she tells him to pick one he likes, but to make sure it’s for curly hair, and he tells her, “no, i want the same shampoo because it smells like you.” she just about melts inside and rushes to the bathroom to send him a photo to ensure he gets the right one, and then sends him photos of all the other products he needs for his routine. he facetimes her after his shower because he wants to do his routine with her, and she’d have been waiting for his call to start hers because she had a feeling he would want to.

[angelbaby-fics]

not a request just a cute thought that popped in my head

bucky always puts little reader on the counter when he’s doing stuff in the kitchen (washing dishes, getting a snack, making a bottle)

whenever steve sees her sitting up there he picks her up cause he doesn’t like her being up there, but he’d never tell her that

and steve doesn’t want to upset her so he just carries her around

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eeep i love this idea!!!

bucky always wants his little within his line of sight if he can, so if steve isn't home you'll be perched somewhere in the house while bucky cleans, when he moves rooms he takes you with him and perches you there too, you've got a toy to fiddle with (or his phone playing videos if you've been very good that week!), but mostly you just watch whatever he's doing, fascinated by his focus

if you're napping, no problem! you've got a little bassinet that bucky can wheel around, keeping you undisturbed no matter which room he's cleaning

when steve's home, you're only sat on the counter for about .005 seconds before you're scooped right back up again. he knows you've got a tendency to get the wiggles, and even though you've never fallen before, he still never wants to chance it if he can help it. besides, then he gets to hold you, which is like his favorite thing to do!!

[abitopiia]

it is nighttime.

i am me, she is she.

i am "friends" with her

she is also "friends" with me

we are in one bed

i lie on my side, she lies on hers, and we face each other and share secrets heard only by my four walls and the rustling trees

"sometimes," she says. "i wish you were a boy. or maybe me."

i ask her what she means. she tells me not to worry.

i know what she meant, and it makes my heart sink because i am not a boy and neither is she. we can't be the kind of "friend" we need each other to be

but sometimes we can be. when the moon hangs high and the breeze whispers promising words of what we could be.

if i was a boy.

or maybe she.

but she is she. and i am me.

and when the sun comes back, "friends" is all we are allowed to be.

[murdleandmarot]

@kokolencha A lil drawing of Koi for you :))