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#“tell me you're insane without telling me you're insane” /j
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Pokéspe playlists for the Kanto Dexholders:
Red | Green (m) | Blue (f) | Yellow –> Originalshipping –> Oldrivalshipping –> Luckyshipping –> Specialshipping –> Jadeshipping –> Feelingshipping –> Colourfulshipping
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nayruwu · 9 months
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they're opposites. they're one and the same. they're each others moral compass. they're besties. they transcend the mortal bounds of human relations. i know them better than i do myself. they're incomprehensible to me. i could write a novel about them. no words could ever describe them. they're lovers. they're so much more. they encompass the meaning of life and the universe and beyond
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thiefking · 9 months
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(ALERT. WARNING. OPINIONS EXPRESSED IN THE FOLLOWING POST ARE NOT MEANT TO INSINUATE I THINK THAT PEOPLE WHO USE TONE TAGS ARE BAD OR HAVE BAD INTENTIONS. I AM SIMPLY POINTING OUT SOME OF MY FRUSTRATIONS WITH THEM AND HOW THEY WORK, OR RATHER DO NOT WORK, IN AN EXAGGERATEDLY ANGRY/LOUD MANNER AT A HYPOTHETICAL SITUATION, NOT A SPECIFIC PERSON OR PERSONS OR INCIDENT, AND IT WASN'T EVEN THE MAIN POINT OF THE POST I WAS ORIGINALLY WRITING WHICH WAS JUST ABOUT SOME ANNOYING OVER-COMMENTED STUFF ON MY POST. ALERT. WARNING)
i am still pleased and amazed at the amount of people on my tone indicator parantheticals post who AREN'T being weird and aggro, but i will say. while i got tired of the aggro ones the moment the first one showed up i have also grown tired of the "this is just tumblr tags/congrats you just reinvented tumblr tags" observation. it has been made many times, i can never tell if it's a teasing joke or if they're seriously like "umm dumbass this is the same thing" (because of course they are not paired with any indication of intent, such as a word encased in a pair of parentheses, because for some reason being overfamiliar with strangers on the internet has become very normalized, and they just expect that if they say things to people they have never met that the person they say that to will be able to tell whether they are kidding or trying to insult them, which is highly variable per person) and either way it's like...
i mean. yeah. on tumblr, that is the same thing as what you could use the tags for
but tumblr isn't a messaging app
even its in-built dms do not have tags
if you are using discord if you type a # it would prompt you to pick a channel you are referring to
The Primary Location You Would Use Tone Indicators Is In Conversation With Others And Tumblr Is Technically A Blogging Platform
also a bunch of people are like "ummm or you could just put it in the SENTENCE like a NORMAL PERSON" and first of all shut up. secondly nowhere in the post did i say that i specifically would rather someone use random parantheticals instead of just stating their intent in the actual sentence, i said i would prefer parantheticals over highly abbreviated tone tags. obviously i would prefer people just say properly what they mean, that is literally what i do when i have a genuine question to ask, i don't do "what do you mean (genuine) (sincere question) (confused)" i say "sorry i'm a little confused, what do you mean by xyz?". literally did not fucking say that i think parantheticals would be better than just saying what you actually mean to begin with IN the initial question. however THIRDLY sometimes you just fucking have adhd or the conversation is fast and you don't think to phrase it carefully. and in that situation you might realize after you already sent the message that it's ambiguous what you meant or if you were sincere, so you send like "(JOKE)" or "genuine question" or if you make a reference "(you know like xyz meme/show/game)" immediately afterwards so people know and can respond appropriately. and i would so much rather see people spell the fucking thing out instead of saying /j or /gen or god forbid /ref (WHAT!!! ARE YOU FUCKING REFERENCING!!! YOU CAN'T JUST SAY IT'S A REFERENCE AND LEAVE IT AT THAT THAT DOESN'T HELP!!! WHY IS THAT EVEN A TONE TAG!!! YOU HAVEN'T GIVEN ME ANY CONTEXT FOR IT, THIS IS NOT A TONE TO INDICATE, IT DOESN'T INDICATE ANYTHING, I COULD PROBABLY TELL FROM THE PHRASING TO BEGIN WITH THAT IT WAS SOME KIND OF REFERENCE ANYWAY, YOU HAVE GIVEN ME ZERO INFORMATION AAUUAUAAAAGGGGHHH the fucking autistic person who would not be able to tell that you were making a reference without the tag would probably also not be able to tell what the goddamn joke was supposed to be! i AM that autistic person sometimes!!! you cannot just /ref your way out of that if you are ACTUALLY TRYING to HELP AUTISTIC PEOPLE then make it clear you can be ASKED TO CLARIFY THINGS and then SUCK IT UP AND EXPLAIN THE JOKE EVEN IF IT MAKES IT LESS FUNNY!!! and this is entirely specific to Me who has never once wanted someone to use tone tags even when i do ask for clarification on something, but if you don't want to ruin your joke by explaining it and i already Understood that it was a joke, the /ref and or /j you put on it is actually. equivalent. to explaining the joke and ruining it...... because in this scenario i knew it was a joke already...)
ahem. anyway. i think the people who say "ummm orrr you could just bake it into the sentence :/" do not realize they are the ones being stupid while calling me stupid. because of the fact that they cannot read the post, where i don't say even once that i don't agree with them, because i am talking about something else, which is that if you gave me a choice between tone tags or tone parantheticals i would choose parantheticals
conversely i'm NOT tired of the elcor comparison, even a little bit, even though that one was also made a thousand times. i actually like that one a lot. i never played mass effect or anything i just think that's funny and cool. entire species that has autism... so beautiful ♡
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prongsiepotter · 9 days
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sunbathing by the black lake | j. potter
summary: your childhood best friend james is being a little shit but in an endearing sort of way while showing his little acts of love
pairing: james potter x childhood bsf!reader
a/n: my first time writing on this blog!! i have a childhood friends to lovers playlist on spotify if anyone wants to listen to it bc i have a feeling it’s all i’ll write abt lol would really appreciate some feedback! enjoy x
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There's no way to explain how the energy shifts when James is around. It simply does. Just like how you can feel the sun beating down on you right now. Hence, you can sense his approach without as much as a glance at him, your gaze continuing to drift across the notes Remus left for you in the margins of your essay.
James knows that, of course, as he strides across the grass towards you. You have never really talked about it, but seeing how he can also just tell when you're about to enter a room he's in, you both have made it a habit to not announce your presence. There's just no need.
So when he plops down next to you and rests his chin on your shoulder like it's his birthright, neither of you is surprised. In fact, it’s just right. Like puzzles slotting in perfectly.
For a few minutes, the world consists of birds chirping, a warm breeze, and the distant laughter of a group of Hufflepuff girls sitting a few paces away. You flip the page and let out a huff of laughter. James chuckles, his voice low and right next to your ear as he says, "Wouldn't be Moony if everything he touches didn't have a chocolate stain on it."
"It's like he's marking his territory." You try to rub it off with your sleeve, but the smudge only gets bigger. You squint and hold the paper in front of you, trying to discern if it's that noticeable (it is) but with a shrug you decide you couldn't care less. The movement makes James' glasses slide down to the tip of his nose, and he leans forward to make a dramatic face at you as if you had done him deeply wrong. With a playful eye-roll, you push them back for him and get a signature James Potter smile in return.
"Cheers, love." He beams at you and retrieves a balled-up napkin from the inside of his robe before taking it off. You watch him roll up the sleeves of his white Oxford shirt to his elbows, placing the mystery napkin on your lap. You glance at it curiously. "Unwrap it," he says. "It's for you."
Doing as you're told, you perk up with excitement when the content reveals itself. "Effie sent them?" You hold up the mangled piece of apple crumble like it's the most sacred thing you have ever gotten to hold, which it is. James nods, smiling at your happy dance. "I love her apple crumbles. Thank you!"
"You love everything my mum bakes," he says while lying down on his side, right in front of you with his head propped up on his palm. There's a glimmer in his amber eyes.
You give him a pointed look.
"Because everything that lovely woman bakes is the most scrumptious and amazing thing to exist." You take a big bite from the apple crumble to prove your point and your eyes flutter close as you hum. "This is why we're friends, Potter," you say with a mouthful. "No other reason. This is it."
"Oh yeah?" You hear the amusement in the drawl of his voice. Then he cups the side of your face and you look down at him as he distractedly brushes off some crumbs from the corner of your mouth. He looks up at the sky. "That's a shame because this is the last time you will get anything my mum has baked."
James' gaze is still turned upward, giving the sky his utmost interest as if to check if it's still blue. You stare at him in bewilderment. "Are you insane? Why would you deprive me of Effie's food?"
"I wonder how the weather will be tomorrow," he responds flippantly, and you swear your eye twitches.
"Oh, I'm sorry," you say, narrowing your eyes at him. "I forgot you were satan's spawn."
James does not react. You don’t think he will even reply with the way how he’s squinting and examining the very much non-existent clouds in the clear sky. But then he looks at you like you had asked him to solemnly share his meteorology findings with you, and with undeserved earnestness he tells you, "I think tomorrow will be just as sunny as today."
You blink at him. Then give a long-suffering sigh. "I thought you cared about me."
"I do," James says, rolling over to lay on his back with his eyes closed. "Which is why I can't have you lose your mind over some flour and sugar. I'm doing us a favour. Preserving our friendship." He cracks an eye open to look at you. "We've been friends since diapers, not because of my mum’s food, but because I'm brilliant and extremely lovable. Get your facts straight, woman."
You toss the napkin at his face.
He laughs.
Glancing at the last piece of the apple crumble in your hand, you ask, "Do you want it?"
James shakes his head, looking fond. "You assault me and then offer me the last bite?"
"Force of habit," you say flatly. "I can take it back."
He chuckles and takes off his glasses, resting his arm over his eyes. "You can have it, love. Cheers."
You don't have to be told twice and pop it happily in your mouth. With his other arm, he sweeps the scattered pages aside and pats the spot next to him. "Sleep with me?"
You quirk a brow. "Trying to get into my knickers, Potter?"
A breathy laughter escapes his lips. "Are you offering?"
"You wish."
"Merlin, yes." He sighs dramatically as if all James Potter has known in this lifetime was the pain of longing. He grabs blindly for you and pulls lightly at the hem of your skirt. "A man can dream. But for now just nap with me, yea?"
You bat at his wrist but let him pull you towards him nonetheless. There was never any other option, really.
In the blink of a moment, you're nestled into James’ side. His arm is cushioning your head, fingers absentmindedly playing with your hair as he tells you his thoughts on a book he recently read because he knew you liked it. You listen intensely, enjoying the easy conversation and the sunlight warming your skin. The world feels peaceful, and it doesn't take long before sleep pulls you both into a cosy slumber.
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iamthat-iam · 2 months
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Validation 🎬🥇
Lamar has been in the LOA community for years. It has always been a magical experience to read everyone's success stories, and to share some of his own. Everytime he successfully "manifested" something, he felt like "HIM." He felt like That Guy.
He couldn't wait to run to social media to brag about getting his SP back, and them moving into a beach house together. He couldn't wait to talk about how he met his favorite rapper, J Cole, and was invited to a party after one of his concerts.
"Wow that's insane!" People commented. "Congrats man! That's crazy!"
He didn't know what felt better, actually "experiencing" his manifestations, or the validation he got from sharing his success stories. Either way, he felt pretty damn good all the time.
Then, one day, he came across some ND/AV posts on Twitter that humbled him in ways he didn't think were possible. "Everyone and everything is you," "There's no manifestion, it's just an imaginary concept to explain how reality works," "All experiences are the same. No difference between physical and imagination," are all quotes that stood out to him.
This made him question everything he thought he knew about his own life, how reality works, and manifestation. If everyone was him, that means his girlfriend is also him, and everyone in his life? He's just been sharing his success stories with himself? If all experiences are the same, what was the point of waiting for everything to show up in the 3D? What's the point of it all? He needed to find answers soon before he drove himself crazy.
He found a NDtwt account that was willing to take DMs and sent a lengthy message about his concerns.
"Hi Lamar, thanks for messaging me!" The ND 'teacher' greeted him. "The first thing I want to explain is how 'everyone is you.' Everyone is not the PERSON you think you are, everyone is not Lamar. However, your true nature, the awareness behind everything that appears, is everyone and everything. You may have labelled the phone in your hand a "phone", but in reality it's just you. Same thing with the objects in the room you are in. Same thing with anything you can think of."
"Okay so I am one with everything, that makes sense," Lamar typed. "What about all experiences being the same? This whole time I've been waiting for things to show up in the 3D for nothing? Is it pointless to share success stories?"
"You got your GF back, you're living in a beach house and you met J Cole, I completely understand why you'd want to share that with others," the ND 'teacher' began. "However, once you've collapsed the duality between physical and imagination, you won't need that validation anymore. You know your true nature, you know that everything is you, so you know that no experience is seperate from you. That's the difference between LOA and ND. In LOA, there's someone here in lack to get something. In ND, there's nothing to get. You simply experience whatever you want without labelling it 'physical', 'imagination', 'dreams' because there's no such thing. No one can validate or invalidate your experiences because seeming others are also part of the illusion."
"Okay, I kinda get it, could you give me an example?" Lamar inquired.
"Suppose you were aware of being a famous rapper, and you had tons of fans. Then you open your eyes and everything appears to be the same. You try telling your family that you are a famous rapper, they all look at you like you're crazy. What happened here was you were perfectly aware of being this famous rapper, then switched to an illusion where you are not a famous rapper, and tried to get validation from people in the illusion where you aren't a famous rapper. Do you see where I'm going with this?" The ND 'teacher' asked.
"So it would be pointless to tell them I'm a famous rapper if I already experienced it myself, and them looking at me crazy doesn't really mean anything," Lamar guessed.
"Correct!" The ND 'teacher' replied. "Also, when you were aware of being a famous rapper, the old life and old you did not exist. This is because there's no objective reality here. There's actually nothing here, only your awareness of being, or " ."
This made Lamar feel better about this whole situation. There's no need for validation from seeming others when everyone and everything is you. Your success story is your ability to appear as anything or anyone.
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rhiaarrow · 1 month
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Okay I did not realize how much qFit has changed as a character until I started watching his old vods.
I mean an obvious one is that he used to call Ramón 'it' and now he calls him his 'beautiful baby boy made in heaven by God himself'.
But today I was watching a vod (bc bald man is in Australia and I was having withdrawals /j) and I realized how different Hideduo from a few months ago and Hideduo now are.
This morning I decided to watch the event to rescue the new members from the ice, Tubbo's first day on the island from Fit's POV.
My man was just zooming ahead of everyone with no care in the world and I got so fucking confused.
You're telling me that the man who for I've watched for weeks scan every room he's in regardless of how crowded to make sure qPac's there and panics if he's been out of his sight for longer than 5 minutes didn't even check Pac was even with the group before heading off and then proceeded to travel alone by trident? What the actual fuck.
And then in the middle of a fight he's providing ranged support and accidentally hits Pac smack in the face at point blank with a golden carrot and just laughs, mumbles 'oops' to himself and keeps going, accidentally hitting him AGAIN only a few seconds later and not even mumbling oops that time! Current Fit would be apologizing his ass off like 'oh I'm so sorry Pac I missed, are you okay?' and grovelling for forgiveness from his boyfriend.
Then Pac DCs right in front of him in the middle of a pack of mobs and Fit helps kill off those mobs then immediately runs away to fight more mobs! He didn't wait for Pac to come back but I'm pretty damn confident that the current Fit would go "nooo Pac!" and then camp Pacs DC spot until he got back in, past Fit however did not give a shit.
Then Pac gets downed by a whale that was hitting him and he didn't even notice that Pac got downed! He just kept shooting the whale and Cellbit had to revive Pac who was literally 2 fucking blocks away from Fit's feet asking for someone to res him, wtf??
Then when they're on the wall showing qTubbo around qPac teleports off then disconnects without even saying goodbye to anyone. Granted it was a handful of people but he didn't even say bye to qFit I mean wtf
What the fuck happened in the past couple months?
I'm so used to Fit scanning the room for Pac or making sure Pac is safe or constantly messaging Pac to ask where he is or making sure Pac's within his sight that the lack of Pac in the stream was so fucking jarring.
Like dude I did not realize how different they were only a couple months ago, it's fucking insane
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romanticintheory · 3 days
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Okay but could u write something fluffy with soap. Tbh I feel like he'd be the best friend to lovers kinda thing.
AND YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT i love friends to lovers so much guys u don't understand :(
also, i realize now that this isn't super fluff-heavy!! apologies </3 i got carried away.
johnny "soap" mactavish x gn!reader
warnings: horrid scottish slang from a non-scot (i am sincerely sorry), my writing from 2 am on three hours of sleep (also sincerely sorry)
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-best friend to lovers with soap except there wasn't really a specific moment you two become each other's. it just... kind of happened.
-growing up with him and supporting his dreams to be a soldier while he supported yours. the first time he came back from a mission, you were the first person he wanted to see once he was allowed back home.
-you used to fuss over any injuries he got from being himself as a little kid, and the worry only heightened when he'd come back from missions with real wounds.
-his mom would always have a cheeky smile seeing you two together. she never said it, but it was always hinted in the way she acted. she was always talking to johnny about how you were such an impressive and loyal young person, often doting on you and insisting you stay for dinner (which, of course, you couldn't refuse).
-the first time johnny started dating someone, it was hard for you to deal with, but it got easier the more it happened.
-what you didn't know was johnny would take it even worse whenever you told him you started dating someone. he'd act all proud and protective in a brotherly fashion, but behind closed doors he was scowling to himself without knowing why.
-one day, you're visiting him in his apartment after he had been away for a few months. you're strangely more subdued than usual, and of course he notices.
-"hey," he calls to you softly, a strange contrast to his usual loud self. "what's wrong?"
-"nothing, don't worry about it," you reassure him, fiddling with the little plushie he got you from his travels--one of the many trinkets he's gotten for you. he always says it's to make up for the fact that he won't be there to bother you in person, but it's actually because every precious little thing he sees reminds him of you.
-"ah ken you're lying," he tells you in a warning tone.
-"i got broken up with, is all," you admit, turning your head away from him.
-"what?" he booms incredulously. how could anyone leave you? "is he insane? after getting an apartment together?"
-"there was this girl from his work and, well, i don't know," you shrugged, fighting back the tears you thought had dried days ago. "he wants the apartment. i mean, he did pay for more of it so-"
-"come live with me."
-it was your turn to be in disbelief, turning your head to face him with a confused look on your face.
-"what?"
-"th' place is empty with me at work. no rent, 's away from yer stupid ex, and ye get to be around me," he added jokingly. you rolled your eyes, but how could you not take him up on his offer?
-from then on, you're living with your best friend and taking care of the place while he's away. if you're staying rent-free, the least you could do was try and be as neat as possible (he insisted it was okay with the place looked like it was lived in, but you refused).
-when he'd come back from his missions, he'd still shower you in little gifts he'd get along the way when possible. you always tried to have some kind of meal ready for him, too.
-"you're always cooking for us, a'm feeling like i should do it sometime," he says, already knowing the answer to that proposal.
-"absolutely not." (the one time you let him cook was when you were both in college. he caught a pan on fire, somehow.)
-"you hurt me!"
-"oh, please."
-eventually, the routine becomes more and more domestic to the two of you. soap's mother always calls out how you two are living like a married couple, but the both of you just laugh it off like neither of you have noticed.
-you eventually notice changes in johnny's gifts. it went from gag gifts and plushies to little pieces of jewelry or intricate pens. sometimes you even think you catch him staring at you, but maybe it was just wishful thinking. he hasn't mentioned being interested in anyone in a while, either.
-it all comes to a head when johnny doesn't come home the day he said he would. sure, it happened at times, but this was the longest amount of time he's been late.
-eventually, he finally walks through the door with too many injuries, a bruise on his lip, and walking with a rough limp.
-you tend to him immediately, of course, interrogating him on what his doctor told him he should do to take care of his healing wounds. the rest of the night goes just like how the others have gone, with you making sure he's fed, warm, and resting.
-by the time you're closing his window for him, you're absolutely exhausted. you had barely gotten any sleep because of johnny's delayed return. normally, you would've let him do more for himself, but the extent of his injuries was worrying you.
-"ye ken am alright, aye?" he asks you in that low, rich voice, searching your eyes for something other than worry and sleepiness. he's sitting up in his bed by the time you walk back to him (despite the fact that you told him to lay down).
-"you're injured. you came home late."
-"what? ye have no faith in me?" he mocks hurt, trying to put a smile on your face or at least get an exhale of amusement out of you, but you weren't in the mood. he could tell by the way you didn't respond and the permanent but subtle frown on your face.
-"i know you're good at your job, johnny," you finally say, ready to call it a night.
-"good. then ye know i'll always come back home to ye, aye?"
-you swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded, too tired to overthink about what he just said.
-"come here," he orders quietly, reaching out to you.
-gently, he coaxes you into laying next to him. the last time you ever slept in the same bed as johnny was when you two were kids. you were having a sleepover at his house with you in his bed and him on a spare mattress. you had a nightmare so bad it woke johnny up, but instead of brushing it off and making a joke of it, he jumped into bed with you and hugged you protectively. he said it was a good way to train for becoming a soldier, and you couldn't help but snort with laughter.
-just like back then, you had an easy time falling asleep in his arms, now.
-you woke up that morning well-rested and still encased in johnny's arms, which was impressive considering the fact that most times he sleeps in a position that looks like he flung himself across the bed.
-when he wakes up, you sit up with the intention getting breakfast up and running, but johnny doesn't like that idea.
-"johnny, it's almost eleven. we have to eat something," you chide, trying to get out of his impossibly strong grasp.
-"ye get all sad when am gone but yer trying to leave, now?"
-"well, i suppose if you're well enough to joke, you're well enough to clean the rest of the house and cook, yeah?"
-he lets go of you immediately in a comical fashion, and you have to catch yourself as you hurl out of bed from the built momentum of your escape. you look back at him with a seriously? look on your face as he laughs at your near fall.
-"doesn't that hurt?" you question him, remembering the bruise and cut near his lips and throat.
-"maybe a little," he admits. "kiss it better?"
-the grin on his face makes you think he was setting you up for that one. how could he be so confident?
-just like the times when his mother called you two a married couple, you laughed it off and headed to the kitchen to start breakfast.
-that wasn't the only time johnny's behavior changed noticeably. now, his longing stares at you were more blatant than ever. he'd hold you by the waist if he was moving past you and even told someone flirting with him "oh, i've got someone at home," while he was on call with you on the other end.
-what more could you do than accept it? it wasn't like you didn't like it, anyway.
-one night, you're both in the dining room with you standing and him sitting down on a chair. his hands are on your waist with his legs on either side of you as you reapply a band-aid to his temple (something he could very well do on his own, but any excuse to be close to you, right?).
-as you finish putting it on, your attention draws itself to his lip nearly healed. gently ghosting your finger across the barely visible bruise, you murmur, "good to see this one's basically healed."
-"awe, but it isn't," he corrects you, a slight pout on his face.
-"it isn't?"
-"no, still hurts like hell." you should've seen this one coming. "kiss it better?"
-"that's the second time you've asked me," you were rolling your eyes as you withdrew your hand from his face, but he caught your hand in his.
-"am being serious, (n/n), only a kiss'll make it better," he insists, that damn smile back on his face.
-you couldn't help but wonder if he was actually being serious or just pulling your leg.
-"how could you be so sure?" you challenged him.
-"seen it in ma dreams." oh, that was a funny one.
-"you dream about kissing people to heal your wounds?" you ask through the remnants of your laughter, but he's still looking at you with that same far-off smile on his face.
-"no, just of you."
-there's a pause between the two of you as you process what he said.
-"oh."
-he squeezes your hand with an expectant look in his eyes, like he knew you were head over heels just as much as he was for you.
-you cleared your throat and tried to ignore the searing burning in your cheeks. "well, i guess if you dreamt it, it must be true," you tell him.
-he places his unoccupied hand under your chin and guides your face to his, but he doesn't close the gap. it was like he was waiting--making sure you really wanted to go through with this.
-but you do, so you press your lips to his and he lets go of your face to put his palm on the small of your back, pulling you impossibly closer toward him.
-later that night, when you're back in his arms watching your guys' favorite show and he's calling his mother to tell her the news, you can hear her shrieks of excitement coming through the phone.
-the only thing you don't hear is when she asks, "when's th' wedding?"
-"soon, hopefully," he looks at you leaning against him, head pressed against his shoulder and arm clinging to his like it was meant to be. "but there's no rush. a've waited this long, aye?"
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jinxificada · 26 days
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something to relax …
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dealer!jinx x fem!reader
summary: you deserve a rest, so you turn to the infamous jinx for help.
tags: modern au, porn w plot, both jinx and reader are +18, mentions of drugs and alcohol usage, cunnilingus/oral sex (j!receiving), hair pulling, squirting, fingering (both!receiving), public sex (not really), risky sex, prep school and wealthy kids need their own warning, ooc jinx?
notes: nsfw, mdni (both men and minors), wc 4039 !! long intro.., not a native! i like observations but be kind, i know shit about dealing drugs so it might be inaccurate 😭, not 100% sure if im satisfied w this but idk i hope you enjoy!!!
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"i'm telling you, you're insanely overworking yourself. i don't even understand where'd you get all the time to do everything you do." your friend scolds you jokingly, though you can tell she's honestly worried for you.
"nonsense." you roll your eyes in denial, "i'm alright, we take the same classes."
"i'm not in any club doing extracurricular stuff, nor am i tutoring any dumb kid." she discusses, walking with you through the crowded hallway towards your next class.
"well i don't really have a choice, it's for the-"
"the scholarship, i know." she sighs, finally arriving. "just... please take a moment to relax."
you both take your seats almost in the middle of the classroom, by the windows. she always sat in front of you, so she would turn around and chat whenever she wanted without you being able to ignore her.
"what about we go to that party on saturday?" she proposes and you already bite your lip with an hesitant expression, "please! we don't have to stay the whole time, just an hour or two."
"i don't know... i don't have a car and it’ll be too late to take the bus." you poorly excuse, not wanting to fully reject her.
"i can drive you! or you can just stay at mine." she happily resolves and you just nod with a sigh.
it's not that you didn't like hanging out with your friend, nor she's always so insistent. she usually is very understanding and gives you space. but the exams were getting close and you needed to higher your grades in a couple of classes, so you've been paying extra attention in classes, speaking with a couple of teachers on how to improve your grades and busying yourself with the usual assignments, the extra assignments, and tutoring this one kid below your year for some extra money.
unlike most of the students here, your family isn't able to properly pay for your education. you've done your previous years in the public school your small town, your teachers were so amazed with your capabilities that they recommended your parents to send you somewhere... better. they all collaborated on writing a recommendation letter for your acceptance. and you got the full scholarship! congrats, now you have to work harder than your classmates in order to keep it.
it wasn't fair, and your friend knew it. she felt so bad that she couldn't help you with money or your studies, but she can help you to ease your mind a bit.
so, you could only frown while making a mental list of all the valuable things you could be doing instead of this, standing in a big kitchen full of intoxicated teenagers. your friend was trying to talk with you while mixing alcohol in disposable cups for each one of you.
"and tomy was sticking his tongue inside of mary's mouth in front of her father, ew! you should've seen their faces when they realized, her father was burning red, i don't know if from embarrasment or anger." she rambled with a loud laugh.
you chuckle, mostly because her laugh was contagious. "who was tomy, again?"
"shh, he's coming." she suddenly leans in to whisper before pulling back wearing her social smile, "tomyy!"
a rather scrawny tall boy comes from behind you saying your friend's name in the same way, "fancy seeing you here!" ah, he had a high pitched voice.
"i didn't want you to miss me!" she quickly jokes, "nice party!"
"i'm guessing you're having a good time." he chuckles. at this point he's set himself right next to you and still hadn't acknoledge you. "have you already found jinx?" he asks curiously with a supposedly mischeavous smile.
"damn, she's here already?"
"yeah, just bought from her in the second garden."
'what the hell is a second garden?' you thought with a weirded out glance.
they chat a bit more and you think you know the kitchen from memory after rolling your eyes around as they talked. the boy soon moves to another guest and your friend turns back to you.
"the funniest thing is that they were sent to the principal's office was for sucking their faces off in the middle of class." she continues the conversation she was having with you as if you've never been interrupted, it was a talent of hers.
'is this what she thinks of a relaxing night...?' you mentally complained. you had your friend talk you ear off 5 days a week, but that didn't seem enough for her. at some point you muted her voice from your head and only listened to the loud pop music and different people talking over each other. your eyes were fixed on the next room through the kitchen's door, the flashing lights barely illuminated the crowd. blondes, brunettes and redheads, they all stay in the background when a blue head pushes through them to your way.
you physically react with a quiet sigh when you can see her face. a pretty girl, with the softest features you've ever seen, decorated with a messy dark makeup and intense eyes. curious to see how her full style looked like your gaze lowers on her body, she was wearing a white laced corset gripping her chest for life and low wasted black denim shorts, along with the biggest boots you've ever seen.
the girl who caught your eye walked into the room with loud, confident steps. people quickle recognized her, some greeted, some lowered their eyes to the floor. she only smiled briefly before grabbing two closed bottles of vodka like she owned the place and left.
"who was that?" you breath out, realizing you've been holding it the whole time.
"jinx," your friend shrugged, "local dealer, mental problems and rich daddy." she summarized, fixing her lipstick and soon changing the topic.
the night ended up being a boomer. your friend got a stoner to share his blunt with you both and that, mixed with the alcohol you had been drinking since the night started, made you both pretty tired and sleepy. luckily, your friend's house was about two streets down from the party, allowing you to arrive sound and safe while intoxicated.
you couldn't deny that you slept like a baby.
but the week started again a day after, along with your responsabilities. and it seemed that it's gonna be a shitty one.
for your extracurricular activity, you had the job to take decent pictures for the school's paper. they were all rejected by the president in charge. you scored a negative B in a practically easy test because you were too distracted noticing that the so named jinx was in the same class as you. 'she looks very pretty in the dark blue uniform.' was your constant thought. and the cherry on top, you didn't have your extra money of the week because the parents of your student were late with the payment.
they were showered in wealth, why won't they give you your 50 dollars? now they’ll have to pay $100 next week.
but for now… you had to survive with the remaining money you had left for the rest of the week. and it was only monday.
you thought you could handle this particularly difficult week, but all this tension build up only to blow up on your face. and the face of the teacher who was telling you why you had to rewrite the essay you just submitted.
you were use to cry over stress, you thought it was a healthy way of letting it out. just not in the public eye.
tears and sobs were comming out of you as you walked down the halls, feeling like millions of eyes were judging you. how embarrasing, right? but that was only your mind playing you, the only person who looked at you twice was tomy who recognized you but couldn't recall from where.
it was friday and the classes already ended, the club was about to start in ten minutes but you were debating whether test your luck and see if it can all get shittier or just call it a day and go home.
but a loud yell of your name from behind you interrupted this final decision, your friend throted her way up to you and worriedly wiped your tears.
"are you okay? what happened?"
"i'm fucked up! i'm gonna fail all my exams and get kicked out from this stupid school!" you dramatically cried in the comfort of your friend's arms. you knew she was fighting demons to not roll her eyes and say 'i told you'.
she listened to your whines for a couple more minutes until she had an idea.
"okay stop, shush." you frowned but stayed quiet anyways, "listen, i know jinx stays in club hours to sell, she must be in that shitty bathroom from the second floor. why don't you go buy some weed and relax this weekend?"
your frown deepened and even a light blush appeared on your wet cheeks, "uhm, i don't know... why don't you just stay at my house to hangout, please?"
"oh hun, i would love to but my parents are taking me to visit my grandma." who lived far far away, you nodded. "just, try what i'm telling you, okay?"
"okay..." you hesitantly say, your friend seemed in a rush because just when you were about to ask her how much it would probably cost and how many grams you should buy, she pecked both of your cheeks in goodbye and left you standing in an almost empty hallway.
you were on your own now, hoping the 15 dollars you had left from this long week would be enough, but you doubted it.
you hesitantly pushed the door of the supposedly shitty bathroom (it didn't have a mirror, nor the renovated cubicle doors the other's had, though it was perfectly functional). welcomed by the sight of jinx sitting on top of the counter sink, ciggarette in hand and an amused smile on her face while she talked with another girl.
they quickly shut up at your presence. you purse your lips awkwardly at them, you were about to greet them when this other girl just scoffed as if you ruined something and leaned to whisper in the bluehaired's ear. jinx only chuckled in what you thought was a very flirty manner and the girl left, leaving you alone with her.
it was a good moment to say something, jinx was looking at you expectantly but you were too busy checking her out.
the school uniform itself is rather conservative, but it was usual for students to fix it to their liking as long as it isn't too inappropiate. jinx seemed to be an exception, because you didn't know how was she allowed to move around with the skirt so short. you weren't complaining, not at all. with the way she crossed her legs you could easily appreciate her pale legs, noticing a few marks and bruises which fed your curiosity.
she cleared her throat, "so? you came all the way here to stare at me?"
"no- no, sorry." you quickly apologized and presented yourself, taking a few steps closer, your voices echoing in the bathroom,
"right… what can i offer you?"
though her words were friendly enough, her tone was playful and given that you had a breakdown just minutes ago, you couldn't help but feel like she was mocking you. she probably was.
"i, uh, i was wondering what's your cheapest relaxing item?" you hesitantly ask, seeing the corner of her lips rising the slightest bit in a smirk.
"are you familiar with drugs?"
"no... not really."
"then i have the perfect discount for you!" jinx smiles brightly and you get even more closer, interested. "weed is ideal for begginers, and i can give you 15g for 100 bucks, whatcha say?"
"oh." you instantly gloom. "and... h-how much for 2 or 3g?"
"3 grams? you can barely make a blunt with that." she mocks raising an eyebrow, studying you for a second before smirking again. it was hard to read her, but you could sense she had something in mind as it seemed rather mischeavous. "for 3g... 20 bucks."
you sighed, looking away in embarrasment. you heard that her prices were high, but this... what did she need so much money for, anyways?
"okay, um... i don't have enough money with me right now. thank you." you sheepeshly said, ready to turn around and go back home to keep crying.
"wait!" she suddenly says, decrossing her legs to shift in her spot, "don't give up so easily... we can arrange something..."
"arrange...?" you repeated, confused. jinx motioned with her fingers to approach her and you did, mantaining a respectable distance before she could reach your arm and pull you even closer, caresing the lenght of it along with your hand. you were stunned, feeling your ears and chest warm up. "how come?" you murmured, trying to grasp on the situation.
"i'm feelin' nice..." she hummed, "i can give you 5g... if you give me head."
"e-excuse me?" that was your first reaction, pulling the hand she was holding away and to your chest, "what...? are you serious?"
"oh don't be such a prude!" she chuckles, giving you a knowing look, "d'ya think i'm dumb? i've seen you staring, i know you want me."
her bluntness made you blush, damn, her mere presence made you blush. she was exposing you while offering her body in change of some weed. you've never been in this kind of situation before, your mouth opening and closing as you tried to think of something to say.
she kept distracting you though, with that pretty smirk of hers. since you didn't instantly ran away, jinx knew her guess was correct. reaching for your hand again and rounding your hips with her long legs to pull you closer, till your body hit the counter she was sitting on.
"i know you want me." she repeated in a low tone, "and i know you need it, toots." you unconsciously lean into her touch as she caress your cheek, right where the dried tears rested on.
"i don't want to t-take advantage of you..." you dumbly say, jinx almost pouted at how adorable you were. you thought it was you who was taking advantage of this?
"you're not, silly!" she giggled raspily, "this is business."
"i'm- i don't.... i'm not sure..." you rambled, and before you could make a point -if you were ever going to make it-, jinx pulled you into her for a kiss. a hungry, intense kiss.
and you instantly melted, your hands traveled to hug her waist as you reciprocated. she tasted like that ciggarette she was smoking a moment ago, mixed with the flavour of some candy.
you thought it was hot.
her body shifted closer, sitting by the edge of the counter to easily push her hips into you. the heated make-out was interrupted by her own heavy breaths.
"see, toots?" she rasped, "you can do it."
"okay." you hummed, leaning in to kiss her again. it was ridiculous really, how easily you gave in. specially after she dodged your attempt with an evil smirk.
"uh-uh." she pushed you by the shoulders, "i asked you to eat me out."
you almost scoffed in complain, before realizing that maybe… this was even better.
"but i have a condition." jinx called for your attention with an amused chuckle. "you have to make me squirt."
"fuck." you sighed, "really...? are you-?"
"i know i can, yeah." she nods, spreading her legs for you, "but it won't be easy..."
you certainly wouldn't mind trying, you weren't exactly up close to her pussy and you could already feel the smell of her arousal, inviting you to taste her. jinx lifted up her skirt to expose her lingerie, a furious pink with a wet spot on her center that watered your mouth.
soon enough you were kneeling down, it was a bit uncomfortable given the height of the sink. hesitantly, you licked your lips and looked up at her, in search of confirmation. in response, jinx flashed you a playful smile, leaning back to rest her weight on her hands.
satisfied, you concentrated on her pussy, carefully pressing down your thumb as if testing the waters. her hips twitched at the contact, moving towards your hand. you let out a hum, 'sensitive?'. experimentally, you sticked your tongue out to lap over her underwear, the wet spot growing as it mixed with your saliva. you were contently taking things slow, against jinx own desires.
she aggresively gripped your hair to push your head into her pussy, "don't tease me, nerd." she husked.
and you couldn't bring yourself to mind, rushing to move her panties to the side to finally taste her. you wanted to impress her, you wanted her to like you, and give her the best head she'd ever have. your lips hugged her clit, quickly working on her pussy, sucking and lapping. you were rewarded with quiet sighs and trembling legs, occasionally a moan. but it seemed that jinx was trying not to crumble, silencing her sounds by pressing her lips together, though it barely did the job. you didn't mind, not when you were making out with her pussy so fervently.
your hands gripped her plushy thighs as you put them on your shoulders, helping her to stay still. her hips twitched towards you every now and then, when you would suck particularly hard on her throbbing clit. and you? you were having the time of your life.
as busy as you always were, it’s been quite long since you had some fun like this.
jinx looked down at you with furrowed eyebrows and flushed cheeks, meowing softly as she felt herself coming undone at your enthusiastic work on her pussy. her hand pulled at your hair and you opened your eyes to meet hers, but her head was thrown back in pleasure. you didn’t stop, instead you moved your hand to furiously rub her center until she looked at you again, biting her lower lip to muffle her moan. she came against your mouth, rocking her hips lazily against you.
you licked her clean a few times before realizing you didn't accomplished your task, she didn't squirt.
"well well, toots," she said accompanied with a breathless and amused chuckle, "i told you it would be- mhm!" her mocking words were interrupted by your actions, you decided that you'll just try harder.
you went back at it, this time focusing more on her unattended hole. when your tongue explored a little more inside, your nose hit her clit sending shivers through her back as she arched. her initial surprise was overpowered with pleasure, she didn't care anymore about not showing how much she was enjoying herself.
after the previous stimulation, this time she reached her limit much quicker. you really wanted to make her squirt, so you put all your effort on your fingers, which you carefully put inside her. jinx cursed above you, letting you do whatever you wanted with your body as everything felt just so good for her.
and the reward came along her relief, her cum fell all over your lower face, though you shamelessly tried to drink all you could.
"mkay, stop-" jinx whined lowly as you kept your mouth attached to her pussy, against her own words her legs squeezed your head tightly.
you pulled back a few seconds later, wiping your chin with the back of your hand only to smudge all her fluids to your cheek, making her giggle. she motioned at you to get closer, opening the flush of water on the sink by her side.
"thanks." you smiled quietly as she cleaned your face with water, "your thighs..." you pointed out at the wet mess on her inner thighs.
"i know."
jinx took a deep breath before making an effort to get down the counter, barely struggling to make her way inside a cubicle. you shyly stayed put, fixing your hair looking to anywhere else to give her some privacy as she cleaned herself up.
"i didn't know you were that stubborn." the bluehaired girl mocked you, suddenly she was by your side again. this time cornering you.
"you- you asked me to do it."
"yeah..."
there was something so mesmerizing in her blushed cheeks, her darkened blue eyes. your breath got caught in your throat when you felt her slim fingers sneaking under your skirt uniform to playfully pull on the edge of your underwear.
you only looked at her with little hesitance before you tried to lean in and kiss her. she dodge your attempt for the second time, not letting you time to react when she forcefully turned you around, pushing her chest on your back.
"i can give you the 15g, if you let me play a little bit." she whispered against your ear, nibbling at the earring you were wearing, "hmm? will ya let me?"
"yeah," you quickly agreed with a pleading voice, hitching up your own skirt and resting your hand on top of hers while pushing your hips, your movements were hurried and desperate, there was a pulsing desiring waiting to be attended. jinx was overly amused, rubbing your center over your underwear. "yes..." you sighed, throwing your head back to her side, leaving you neck exposed for her to keep her lips busy with.
breathless moans left your mouth, relaxing your body against her touch when loud steps startled you. it was impossible for you to ignore them because there was a chance that someone could caught you both. though jinx didn't seem to care, mindlessly biting your skin.
"did you hear that?" you mumbled, your body tensed in anticipation.
"yeah," she giggled in response, capturing your attention by getting her hands under you panties which got a squeak sound out of you. "imagine if they find us here."
"not funny-" you grumbled, unable to push her away but your eyes fixed on the closed door.
"c'mon baby, must be the janitor. he's not allowed to come here." she reassured, her other hand moving your head to her, kissing your lips messily.
you gave in, sighing into her as she pump her fingers in and out of you. you already felt so stimulated that a few minutes later you were already cumming on her hand. she doesn't stops till you ride out of your high.
jinx loudly pecks your cheek, pulling her fingers out and up to her mouth, sucking off your cum.
"god." your voice trembled at the sight.
she only smirked at you, walking to her bag which was laying on the floor. your eyes were closed while you fixed yourself again, anxious to get home and change your dirty underwear as you can uncomfortably feel the stickness.
when you opened them, jinx left on the counter a small ziploc bag.
"a deal is a deal." she shrugs, "enjoy."
you slowly reached to the bag, a bit conflicted by how the situation was ending.
“i- i’m not even sure i needed it now.”
jinx raised her eyebrows at your murmur, you came to her with those desperate and anxious eyes, only for you to not accept it?
but she knew better, with her signature mischievous smirk she approached you once again, puts the bag in your hands and let her fingers linger a bit more on top of them.
“how about this? take ‘em home, use it tonight and touch yourself thinking ‘bout me.”
your eyes open slightly, and you blush like you didn’t just fuck her a couple of minutes ago. either she always caught you out of guard, or you’re simply not used to being… so vulgar.
“so? will you do that f’me?” she stares at you expectantly with those big blue eyes, amused by your reactions.
“y-yeah, yes i’ll do it.”
“cute.” she sighs, leaning to peck your cheek once again before going to grab her bag and walk towards the exit. “i want proof! text me later!” she chuckles loudly by the door and just as loudly smacks it closed.
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cosmicstarlatte · 7 months
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Lucifer A-Z Smut HCs (Obey Me!)
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18+ only, minors do not interact.
My personal headcanons using this [prompt list]
The goal is to finish the whole list; you are welcome to request a letter so I get to it faster. I will work on it as quick as I can but keep in mind I do have a life & responsibilities lol. ^^
Last Updated: Nov.28.2023 (2 out of 26)
⚠️Notes: I'll tag any sections if needed. If you think a section needs a tag, kindly let me know.
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A: Affair (Describe an extra-marital affair)
B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)
C: Compliments (Mid- and post-sex compliments)
D: Dry Humping (Describe a dry-humping scene)
E: Experimenting (Trying something new)
F: Firsts (First time having sex together)
G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)
H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)
Leave it to him to drive you both insane. I imagine one of the things he'd do is find a way to "pass" by you. his hands will find themselves along your waist, his dick print rubbing against your backside. He'd smirk while saying "Excuse me" while you stay contemplating jumping him in front of everyone.
I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)
J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)
K: Kitchen (Describe a sex scene in the kitchen)
L: Likes (What they like in the bedroom)
M: Morning (Describe morning sex)
N: Never (Things they would never try)
O: Orgasm (Describe coming--who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)
P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)
Q: Quiet (Reaction to a quiet partner)
R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)
If you're not dating Lucifer, it's going to be a little hard to tell...at first. He won't outright ask you for assistance. You notice the way he tends to hover around you & how his red eyes seem to linger for a second too long. Its also hard to miss the very faint blush across his cheeks when you happen to get close to him while in this state. Is he breathing? The biggest giveaway when he's pent up is the extra bitter mood that seems to last for days. Please, won't you fuck him for his (& everyone elses) sake? Feel free to surprise him for a late night visit in his office or room, he won't say no. ♡ Now if you are dating him... he'll say he's horny without really saying it. Prideful bastard. Perhaps he will ask you to sit on his lap & watch as you squirm, wanting what's poking you. Or perhaps he'll hold you against the wall, kissing & biting your neck, grinding his hard cock against you. Every time, he'll find a way to have you begging for it first.
S: Safe Word (How often is the safe word used? Why?)
T: Teasing (Who’s the tease in the relationship? What do they do? How often?)
U: Undressing (Strip teasing a partner)
V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)
W: Wedding Night (Consummating the marriage)
X: XXX (What kind of porn does the person watch? How often?)
Y: Yawn (How they sleep post-sex)
Z: Zoo (Their animalistic qualities in the bedroom)
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I present to you: A request featuring Jax, Zooble, Gangle, and Caine with a musician s/o because DAMMIT it sounds adorable
Reader’s a goofy fella, real silly, they can play a BUNCH of instruments, sing well, dancing, they love it
but they can be a shut in sometimes 👉👈
seeing as Zooble does the theme song (and has to rework it when someone new shows up-) and I just get the vibes you can’t convince me that Zooble isn’t at least a little bit of music nerd /lh /j
(i am also a music nerd tbh, Thats why me and zooble are marri WOAH WHO SAID THAT)
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JAX
. Honestly he'd ask you to to play an instrument over someone while their speaking because hes a little evil shit you know?
. Makes fun of you and says your music sucks when he secretly loves it when you play.
, He finds you attractive and hot if you play the guitar while screaming angst-y shit if your emo like that/j , but he bullies you for doing that as well.
, He'd ask you to teach him how to play the drums while your speaking to someone. not because hes jealous or anything, Nope. He is.
, He sucks ASS and DOG SHIT at dancing. Expect him to step on your feet if you try to dance together.
, Since you're a "shut in" He tries to get you out more but then later gives up and just comes into you're room or personal business without warning to smother you with his so called " Love language " (Which is just bothering you until you yell at him to shut the fuck up)
, Hides in your room to listen to you play, Or sits outside your room just so he can hear you play.
, Loves it when you sing, He has to fight his demons and intrusive thoughts (he wants to sing along with you to rizz you up COU-)
, Beats up and bullies anyone who says you aren't great at playing, Dancing, Etc.
" My lover IS the best musician here. Wanna repeat that you little s(*&$! ?"
ZOOBLE
, They pretend like they don't care. Like at all.
, Although, In reality they care and love your music a lot! They even ask you to teach them how to play an instrument
, Zooble would always listen and be there for you when you played, Enjoying the soft/Rough melody of a song that you were presenting for them in a private space.
, Tell's everyone to shut up when your about to play, And mask's their excitement with anger.
, Their eye's shine when you pull out an instrument and their eyes go dull whenever you weren't gonna play.
, Ask's you to play a song sometimes when their in a bad mood.
, Zooble also cannot dance for jack SHIT. Do not try to teach them how to dance. They'll go insane i swear.
, Since you're a shut in, She always asks if you're busy or not, Or if your comfortable or stressed before asking to play a song because they dont want you to get overwhelmed.
, Adores your voice, And always secretly makes sure you dont over stress your voice out.
, Compliments you when you're finished singing.
" You did great out there. Uh, Hope you dont mind teaching me how to play soon?... "
GANGLE
, She LOVES It when you play calming melodies using your preferred instrument.
, Probably asks you to play the violin as she stares at you with heart shaped eyes.
, Would go feral on Jax if he breaks your instrument on purpose and cry with you in your room trying to comfort you.
, Smothers you with a lot of compliments when you are finished playing.
, Rants about you often to show you off and because you cant get off her mind.
, She smiles brightly when you play an instrument.
, I feel like she'd be an okay dancer!! She'd ask you to dance every now and then, But if you dipped her during dancing she'd be extremely flustered and her eyes would turn into the shape of a heart.
, Likes to hum along with you while you sing. Gangle really is inlove with your voice and starts to just doze off while admiring you.
" (Name) Is the very best person i had ever met... I hope xey play more melodies soon!! I love it when they sing.... BUT YOU DIDNT HEAR THAT FROM M-"
CAINE
, He would honestly go ' AWOOGA HOT DAMN ' all over you.
, Can play piano, Please let him duet with you.
, Stares at you with lovey dove-y goo goo eyes while playing, Admiring you as you both play, Definitely not imagining you guys making out.
, Like Gangle, He too smothers you with compliments but extreme. Like, He's peppering your face with teeth kisses if given consent.
, Since he's short, He'd love to dance with you!! He has to float if your too tall, But if your the same height, He attempts to pull the spin and dip move on you to rizz you up.
, ADORES YOUR SINGING. SING FOR HIM PLEASE.
, He always records you singing and listens to you singing in his free time while thinking about you.
, Would always try to get you to open up since your a shut in. If your always in your room, He always tries to get you out because he's afraid you would reach your breaking point and abstract. He cant lose you.
" My dearest is the absolute best at playing instruments, Dancing, And all that stuff... Oh how much i love xem.... What do you mean they aren't?"
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Sfw Headcanons of Dating Jack Skellington
This man is so sweet fr fr, he needs a hug 🖤
[WARNING: mentions of horror movies]
HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH, YAAAALL!!!!
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🖤 boi where do i start lel
🦴 Mans is a big cuddler
🧡 like for real, hes so sweet
🦴 Lots of kisses from this big boi
🖤 Like, for real, hes the most affectionate thing out there
🦴 king of the pumpkin patch, AND romance
🧡 Will scare anyone who makes you sad or angry. And he won't scare you unless you tell him you're okay with it.
🦴 hes a huge flirt. Like, the BIGGEST flirt out there
🖤 make things for him, HE'LL LOVE IT
🦴 hell, he loves you
🧡 Jack makes the best Cider and Hot Cocoa
🦴 His favorite thing to do for a date, is getting caramel corn and going for a walk with you under all of the trees.
🖤 the sun shining through the orange, yellow, and red leaves makes for a beautiful atmosphere
🦴 yall play fetch with Zero too :3
🧡 Wear a skeleton costume :)
🦴 He will either, 1: find it funny, 2: be confused, or 3: be flustered
🖤 I have no idea why, but i headcanon that Jack can play the piano and cello. I have no idea why but it just fits imo
🦴 Sing with him :D
🧡 wait- you expect me to not headcanon a disney character to be musical??... you're insane LMFAO
🦴 Pumpkin bread with chocolate chips is one of Jack's favorite things, if you like baking, make this for him lol
🖤 If you don't live with him and in a seperate house he will walk you home every single time, doesn't matter if you live next door or not.
🦴 HE👏 WANTS👏 YOU👏 SAFE👏 AND👏 IN👏 ONE👏 PIECE👏
🧡 Speaking of which, he's pretty protective of you, but not to the point where its suffocating
🦴 So its basically canon that he knows how to sew right, thats straight up.
🖤 BUT HEAR ME OUT!!!!
🦴 he makes monster plushies with it AND NOBODY CAN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE
🧡 Like c'mon now, how can you own a sewing machine and NOT make plushies?!?! Its UNHEARD of /j
🦴 Have autism? Or anything similar to it?? HE STIMS WITH YOU!!! (Its because he thinks its fun :3)
🦴 Annoy Jack with bone puns, his reactions are priceless 🤣
🖤 His pet names for you are, Dear, Darling, and Pumpkin
🧡 He likes horror movies, if they're too much for you to handle, thats okay. Jack can always settle for less scary movies.
🦴 His favorites are The Descent, the Saw movies, Trick r' Treat (He thinks Sam is adorable), Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark (because of the nostalgia from the books), and the Fear Street movies
🖤 If you can't handle those scary movies he'll watch mellow ones with you. Like Hocus Pocus, Spooky Buddies, Halloween Is Grinch Night, etc.
🦴 He loves animals... spooky ones.
🧡 This boi wants a Bat, Frog, Tarantula, Snake, Black Cat, or maybe another ghost dog :)
🦴 As long as its not venomous
🖤 It'd be nice for Zero to have another playmate :D
🦴 okay so, while this talks about snuggling in bed and body anatomy, this isn't in a nsfw way so bear with me here lol
🧡 While yall are snugglin, you can flick his ribs to make them sound like a xylophone. You can totally play a song 🤣
🦴 Hes totally interested in your muscles, fat, and skin
🖤 like ???? How tf are you so squishy?!
🦴 He's not complainin though, he loves you how you are <3
🧡 He has cute lil monster outfits for you, Jack lets you pick out your clothes but he just has them for you just in case :)
🦴 Okay so... lets get one thing straight (unlike me LMFAO)
🖤 As a monster, Jack doesn't need to sleep, but he does.
🦴 But this means sometimes he doesn't sleep at all and just wanders around the house at 3 A.M.
🧡 and its actually lowkey scary when you run into him at those times
🦴 He just looks way scarier than usual without even trying. And oh my gosh.
🖤 There have been MULTIPLE times where Jack accidentally scared you half to death while you were looking for a snack 🤣
🦴 When all is said and done, Jack Skellington is a really sweet dude who means well. A very loving person :)))
Thanks for Reading,
HAPP SPOOP MONTH
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ominous-auburn-orbs · 5 months
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Please please PLEASE
Give me Caine abstraction
I beg you
You, sir, are evil. I did it, but you're still evil. /j
Who was Caine? A simple AI, who could never hope to truly have any relationships with these humans. He could never be worthy of their care.
Everything he did, all it did was make things worse. That fake exit. His dangerous adventures. He just wanted to entertain them, make them happy. He only brought them closer to insanity. Kaufmo had abstracted because of him. His countless mistakes were inexcusable. All the pain he had caused his performers, his friends, was unforgivable.
He collapsed to his hands and knees on the floor of his room, shaking with sobs. Caine was horrible. The worst part of it all was that he still thought he had the right to want things for himself. He wanted to keep the performers in his circus forever, so he wouldn't have to be alone. A cruel, selfish part of him wanted them to never find the exit, because he knew he couldn't come with them.
But if that happened, then they would all eventually abstract, and he would never be able to save them. His dream of having a happy troop that he could love and would love him in return was always slipping through his fingers, but that must mean he wasn't holding on tight enough.
A horrible pain spiked across his leg. He looked to it and saw the beginnings of abstraction. Abstraction? That shouldn't be possible. He was an AI, his mind shouldn't have any sanity to lose. But there was no point in denying it any further, as it had already begun to spread, and fast.
The pain was unbearable, but even if he wanted to, Caine couldn't stop it. Maybe his performers would be better off without him around, anyway.
A knock on his door. "Caine? Are you in there? We- I haven't seen you in a while, and, well, I'm worried." God, no. Not him.
Caine loved Kinger more than anything, despite the chess piece just being another thing he didn't deserve. He couldn't see him like this.
"I-I-I-I'm perfectly-ly fine, my dear!" His glitching voice wasted no time in betraying him, much to his fear. "Ju-just run al-along now-ow-ow! Don't waste-was-waste your time on me!"
"Caine, what's wrong with your voice?" Kinger's apprehension was clear. He knew. "You never tell me to leave when you actually don't need me. I'm coming in."
Kinger stepped inside and let out a gasp at the sight he was met with. This situation was all too familiar to him.
"K-Kinger-er please-" As the abstraction grew, the ringmaster let out a scream of pain, "Please, don't-don't come an-any closer!"
"...Caine?" His voice was barely audible. Kinger decided to ignore Caine's command and went to him anyway, kneeling in front of him and holding his hands.
"Kinger!! You-you'll be-e in-i-i-infected!!!" No, please, no.
Tears fell down the sides of his wooden face. "I know. I'm okay with that." His hands began to glitch, so instead he looked into Caine's eyes. "I'm not leaving you." NO, GOD, PLEASE, NO!
Caine was about to beg him to leave, to spare himself, but the pain became too intense to let him speak. He let out another cry of agony, tightening his grip on Kinger's hands against his better judgement.
"I know it hurts, love." Kinger could barely control his own voice around his sobs and drying throat. He pulled Caine close, with the ringmaster attempting to resist until he realised how little a use it had. There was no time. This was the end for both of them now. "I-it's okay. I'm staying. We'll go together."
The black mass and vibrant eyes covered the both of them almost fully. Kinger pulled back just enough to see Caine's face. He wanted it to be the last thing he saw. Without Caine, there was no one else there for him at the circus, no one who cared as much. Even if escape were possible, he doubted there was anyone waiting for him. He'd been here the longest, anyway. His curtain call was long overdue.
"I love you, Caine." They were both encompassed by the abstraction, the pain, but they were together. The ringmaster desperately pushed through the agony to utter his final words.
"I-I love-love you too, K-King-" The world went dark.
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vaultureculture · 5 months
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I've forgotten to announce it here BUT I am making a Visual Novel all by myself, because I am fucking insane.
The name's Far End 749. It is a pseudo-dating sim set in space with themes of eldritch, cosmic horror.
Have you ever wanted to join the crew of a space cruiser? Have you ever wanted to go on adventures around the galaxy and maybe, just maybe, lose your life in the process? Well, look no further! The Interstellar Research Corporation is looking for its next in-ship reporter!
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
The galaxy is well-mapped now; everybody knows that. In all your years working with the IRC, you never thought you would find something that would have your jaw dropping and your adrenaline rushing. 
Until the Star Abyss appeared, of course. 
The mysterious black hole plummetting into the depths of space that appeared at the border of the known galaxy a month ago, exactly 749 minutes of hyperspace flight away, remains the weirdest thing your corporation has ever seen. But worry not! The IRC's unstoppable capitalistic hunger has caused them to assemble an expedition to remember!  🚀
You, and only you, little scientist bored with your routine, will get to embark on one of the Big Three, the most renowned star vessels working under the IRC. Your job is to report every little thing that happens in the Star Abyss expedition and hopefully live to tell the tale.
To pass the time between cosmic horror and eldritch abomination sighting, perhaps you can get to know the captains of the three ships [The Argent Rose, The Waverider & The Star Lion], and have some insightful conversations with the lead doctor of the medical bay vessel! 🚀
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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Jang "Nemo" In-Soo
-They/them
-Captain of the Waverider
-The fastest pilot in the IRC, possibly in the entire galaxy— and the first to accomplish this from a wheelchair. Captain Jang's Waverider is the most technologically advanced of all the vessels, and he wears this with pride. Dutiful and a little grouchy, perhaps they do have it in them to hold a conversation without frowning at you.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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Suhaila Abd Al-nûr
-She/Her
-Captain of the Star Lion
-Some people say that you can see Captain Abd Al-nûr's eyes melancholically soften when she looks out of the window into the vastness of the universe. This stern and silent woman is the pillar of her vessel, a tight-knit community of explorers from all backgrounds and ways of life, ready to discover the secrets of the galaxy after undergoing the most strenuous training.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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Steven J. Whitaker
-He/Him
-Captain of the Argent Rose
-Where did he come from? Nobody really knows. Nobody really knows why he's working for the IRC, either. Mildly infuriating, frugal with (relevant) words, and casual with his interns, Captain Whitaker's vibrant personality is bound to bring a dynamic atmosphere to the ship he leads.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
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Thioro Diédhiou
-She/Her
-Chief doctor of the medical bay vessel!
-This brave lady abandoned all that she had on Earth Station to provide care for explorers out in the galaxy! Humorous and elegant, Doctor Diédhiou is bound to teach you a thing or two about the job with the softness and patience of a saint.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
In the game you will be able to (ideally) choose:
ºYour own name and surname
ºYour pronouns
ºOne of 5 routes, each of which present the story and events from an entirely unique POV
I am currently working hard on the demo, which I plan to release sometime around next year.
If you're interested in the characters or the process of creation for the demo and all the assets, find me at
@zephyrean_inquire
@zephyrean_in_space
over on instagram.
Toodles!🚀
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bteezxyewriter12 · 6 months
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Tension/ 2
Pairing- Jongho x Named Reader
Word count- 6.8k
Includes- Little bit of angst, brief dom Jongho, dirty talk, rough blow job, deep throating, pussy eating, face riding, cum eating, cock riding, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff
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Two weeks later
J POV
"What?", I gape at him
"It's not working out with us so I think it's best that we end things", Hongjoong repeats
"How is it not working? We're together all the time and-"
"And I'm not who you want"
I stare at him in shock
How the hell does he think he knows what I want?
"Excuse me?", I shriek
He sighs, "C'mon Jo, don't pretend. I know who you want. Who you love"
"Oh yeah? Well maybe you can clue me in because I have no idea what you're talking about"
He sighs dramatically again, "Jongho. You love Jongho"
"Are you insane?", I shout in shock
He has to be insane
I do not love Jongho
I mean yeah I haven't been able to stop thinking about him but that's because we fucked
Because Hongjoong insisted on it
"Jo stop denying it ok? I knew you loved him even before you two slept together"
"Well this is news to me", I growl
"Of course it is. You weren't paying attention to your own feelings"
"Hongjoong-"
"No just listen ok", he insists, "When we got together, I felt the tension between you and him. Tension that was never there before. I saw the looks he gave you, ones he didn't even know he was giving you. And ones you reciprocated but didn't realize that you were giving"
"What looks?"
"Longing looks. Like you both just wanted to be near each other. Like you wanted each other"
"I did n-"
"Yes you did. God, both of you are so similar it's insane. I bet he would be fighting me just as hard as you are if I told him this"
Because it's ridiculous
It is...
"And ever since you two slept together, you've been distant and in your own head. I know you're thinking about him"
Fuck
I knew he'd notice something was off
I don't want to hurt Hongjoong, he's been an amazing boyfriend
"Joong-"
"It's ok Jo. Like I said, I knew you two were in love"
I scoff, "No"
Now he glares at me, "Fine. Then you wouldn't mind if I introduced Jongho to a girl on idol radio who has a massive crush on him"
I swallow hard
What girl?
Someone has a crush on Jongho?
"There's someone who likes him?", I ask
He nods, "Yeah. She keeps asking me to introduce her and him and I keep putting it off. Because I thought you loved him. But if not then I'll bring him next time I go to idol radio and get him a date with her"
I feel a panicky feeling inside me but I don't know why
Jongho has gone on dates before and it's never bothered me
So why am I feeling like this now?
"Yeah sure. If he wants to date her, I'll support him", I get out
"Oh bullshit!", Hongjoong exclaims, "You don't even know how much you're giving away. Your face paled and dropped the second I mentioned the girl. You started fiddling with your fingers when I said I'd get him a date. Your whole demeanor changed. Just stop fighting it and feel it"
"I...I can't", I whisper
"Why not?"
"Because he's my best friend! What...what if it doesn't work? What if we get together and break up? Then I not only lose my boyfriend but my best friend. The one person I can tell anything to. He'll be gone and I can't handle that"
I need Jongho
He's my rock, I can't imagine life without him
Hongjoong gets up from his spot on his couch and comes to me, hugging me
"It's ok Jo. He loves you too. I know you're scared but you're only thinking of the bad. What about the good? You get to be with your best friend. The one who knows you through and through. And honestly I can't see you two breaking up. Getting married and having babies yeah but not break up"
I laugh a little at that before the crippling fear comes back
"I can't lose him Joong"
"You won't", he assures me, "That man is so in love he doesn't even realize how much. He'll never hurt you. You'll be his princess and he will protect you, do anything for you. You literally have nothing to lose and everything to gain"
I know Hongjoong is right about this part at least
Jongho won't hurt me
He's always protected me and I know he'll continue to do it
It's just so much change and change is scary
"Jo, do you love him?"
I take a breath and nod, allowing the feelings to come to the surface, "Yeah. I love him"
"Then go get that idiot"
We burst out laughing
"I mean it. He's at the dorm. You should just go talk to him. Although I think you should talk to him at your apartment in case Wooyoung decides to be a pain in the ass"
Hongjoong is right
I should talk to Jongho
I can't make Hongjoong stay with me and it's not fair to him to be with him when Jongho is who I want
It's just so weird that my boyfriend is helping me get my next boyfriend
And come to think of it-
"That night, you-"
"Planned it, yeah", he smirks
"You sneak!", I exclaim
"Oh please", he snorts, "I knew you two loved each other. The guys knew. We were all getting tired of the tension and the longing looks. And I knew the two of you would never realize your feelings for each other if you weren't together. So I arranged for your little time together, hoping you'd see it's him you want. I didn't think it'd take this long and me having to dump you to admit it"
"Well your plan worked on my side anyway", I mumble, "You didn't stay to watch any of it like you said you would?"
He shakes his head, "I actually had work to do here and just like I knew it would happen, the second you guys kissed, you were all over each other and in your own world. I left pretty much while you two were still dressed"
Oh my god, so embarrassing
But I know what Hongjoong means
When I kissed Jongho, I don't know, I just fell into him and there was nothing but him
And I can't help but wonder if Hongjoong is hurt over any of this
He knew his girlfriend loved someone else
Didn't that bother him?
"Joongie, I'm sorry-"
"Oh no you don't", he interrupts, "You're not apologizing for anything. I'm fine"
"But if it bothered you-"
"No", he assures me, "Look Jo, I liked you ok. It's why I asked you out. But when I realized how you and Jongho really felt for each other, I immediately wanted you to be with the person you loved. We aren't in love, it hasn't progressed anywhere near that and I would never keep two people who are obviously made for each other apart"
Made for each other?
He has a lot of faith that he's right which is kinda comforting
"Besides, I like playing matchmaker. And it was so fun making it awkward and embarrassing the shit out of the two of you"
I glare at him, "Glad you got a kick out of it"
"Oh I did"
Yeah great
It was embarrassing to look at my best friend and realize I wanted to fuck him
That I wanted his mouth on me, I wanted to suck his dick, I wanted his cock inside me
I wanted his lips against mine
Fucking embarrassing
And then the guilt of not only fucking him but spending all night in his arms and loving every second
The feeling of being so safe and secure haunts me and all I want is to have his arms around me again
I felt like such a terrible girlfriend but at least I didn't hurt Hongjoong
"Stop stalling and call him", Hongjoong demands, breaking me out of my thoughts
"I'm not-"
"You are. Just do it. You won't regret it", he assures me, "I have work to do so scram and spend time with your boyfriend"
Odd statement considering I came to his studio to spend time with him
"Yeah ok", I relent, standing up, "Thanks Joongie"
"You're welcome", he smiles
With that I leave his studio, texting Jongho to come to my apartment to hang out and talk
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"So what do you have to talk to me about?", Jongho asks
He came into my living room less than two minutes ago, plopped on the couch and apparently wants to talk right this second
He looks tense, his hands clasped and squeezing together in front of him
And even looking like that, I'm so attracted to him
Especially in his black T-shirt, his leather jacket, jeans and his purple hair framing his face
He's so hot
But what's more, I feel the love for him and I'm amazed that I was so stupid and blind to it
Here goes nothing
"Uh Hongjoong and I broke up", I say
His eyes widen, "What? Why? Did he hurt you? I'll kill him"
"No he didn't hurt me", I start
"I told him not to fuck with you. I told him he needed to be serious if he wanted to ask you out, be sure it's what he wanted. I told him not to play with your feelings. He's dead", he growls, a scowl on his face
Wow ok, so not the reaction I was expecting
He's really pissed off
Jongho rarely gets angry
I've seen him annoyed, sarcastic but only a handful of times have I seen him actually angry
"Why did he break up with you?", he demands
"Jongho, relax ok? I'm fine. He's fine. It's actually a good thing"
His eyebrows shoot up his forehead, "How is a break up a good thing?"
"Well, the reason he did it is the good thing"
"Ok", he answers, "So what is the reason. You still didn't answer me that"
Yeah cuz he immediately got angry and threatened to kill Hongjoong
"He broke up with me because....because....", I trail off
This is harder than I thought
Saying this out loud, to him will change everything
I'm risking so much and it could blow up in my face
"Because why Jo?", he prompts
"Because...of my feelings", I say quietly, "for...you"
His mouth drops, whispering, "What?"
I just want to get this over with
"Hongjoong knows uh...I'm in love with you and he let me go so I could be with you", I say, my face so red, "If that's uh...what you want"
He doesn't say anything, just staring at me in surprise
I look away from him, my face heating up even more
He's not responding
Maybe Hongjoong was wrong and he doesn't feel like that for me
Or maybe he just doesn't want to be with me
It could of just been sex
Really good sex
Or maybe-
His hand gently turns my face to his, his soft lips against mine in a kiss full of love
I melt into him, his arms around me, moving mine around his neck, holding on as we kiss each other
The same feeling of everything falling away until there's just Jongho enveloping me is back
The feeling that everything is ok, that I'm safe, protected as long as I'm with him
My head spins, butterflies going crazy in my stomach, my world tilting as his soft lips, his tongue continue to press against mine
"I love you", he whispers, after the kiss ends, his brown eyes gazing into mine, "Fuck, I love you so much it's fucking ridiculous"
I smile at him, happiness filling me
"I don't know...how I didn't see it until we...how I could be that dumb...but fuck I can't stop thinking about you. Can't stop wanting you. Can't stop loving you"
"Don't stop Jonghie. I won't stop loving you either", I promise
He nods, "Yeah jagi. I won't stop. I promise"
"I love you Jongho"
"Fuck baby, I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing that", he smiles, "I love you"
Pulling him to me, his lips meet mine, kissing me passionately as fireworks go off in my vision
Yeah, it's him
I never felt this way from a kiss and the first time I kissed him, I was too dumb to realize it was because of him
I thought I was just horny but no
It's because of him
His arms wrap around me, pulling me into his lap and I go willingly, straddling him
Putting my hands against his chest, I slide them up, feeling his hard muscles under his shirt as his tongue plays with mine
My hands keep going, moving around his neck, fingers playing with the back of his purple hair
Moving my kisses to his jaw, I kiss along it, pulling his head back
He moans so prettily as my lips hit his neck, pressing kiss after kiss
I get to the beauty mark on his neck and I lavish kisses there because it's one of my favorite spots on him
As I kiss his neck, I pull his shirt up, moving from his neck for the millisecond it takes to get his shirt off then I'm immediately back to kissing him
"Fuck jagi", he whimpers, "You're kisses feel so fucking good"
I'm glad
He feels so good and I'm glad I can make him feel good
As I kiss his chest, I undo his belt, getting his jeans open
His big hands move to my pants, pulling them and my underwear down as far as it can go
Moving off him, I pull my bottom clothes off, then tug on his
He lifts himself so I can pull his pants and boxers down
He kicks his sneakers and bottom clothes off, then I push him back against the back of the couch, kissing his hard abs
I don't care about abs and honestly I don't care if he keeps them or not
But since he has them, I'm gonna show them some love because yeah, it's hot
I lick his muscles before kissing, leaving a sloppy mess on him
"Baby", he groans, his hands tugging on my shirt, pulling it up
He takes my shirt off, my bra following and I continue my kisses, making my way down his body
I kiss his thick thighs, then press more kisses to his thick cock, his moans so pretty as his hand moves in my hair, holding on
I don't fucking know what it is but fuck I want his cock in my mouth all the goddamn time
Over these last few weeks I have fantasized about fucking him again but the majority of fantasies have been of sucking his cock
I've given blow jobs before but I've never loved doing it, not like I loved doing it to him
I drag my tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, loving the way his skin feels, loving how hard he feels under my tongue
He whimpers as I lick him, over and over
"Baby", he whines
"Mm baby", I murmur, swirling my tongue around his fat head, "You're gonna have to get used to blow jobs baby. I'm gonna fucking suck your cock every fucking day"
"Fuck jagi", he breathes, his thighs trembling as my tongue rolls over his slit, tasting the cum pooling there
So good
"Your cock is so good for sucking Jonghie", I tell him, sucking on his head once, "And I don't know what it is but I want your cock in my mouth. Like all the time. I thought about it so much since the first time I blew you"
"Fuck baby", he moans, "I can't get the image of you on your knees, sucking my dick out of my head"
I smirk at him, "Good baby. So you're gonna let me suck your cock everyday then?"
He nods rapidly, "Yeah but..."
"But what baby?", I ask, sucking on him again
"Can I eat your pussy everyday too?"
I stop, looking up at him in surprise
"Uh what?"
His cheeks turn pink as he says, "Well...uh....I...I loved eating your cunt way too much and I wanted my face in between your legs ever since that day. So if you blow me every day, can I eat you out everyday?"
I'm honestly shocked that he liked it that much
But who am I to say no when he's saying yes to me
"Yeah baby. You can"
He actually smiles, nodding, "Ok"
I'm speechless but luckily I don't have to talk while bobbing on his cock
Taking half of him right off the bat, I suck hard around his length, jerking him off at the same time, his moans so pretty
Just the feel of his thickness stretching out my mouth is turning me on so much as well as how fucking stiff he is
It's so easy to suck his cock, like he's a massive lollipop
Sliding up to his head, I swirl my tongue around it, sucking now and again, my hand not stopping it's movements
I look up, watching him watch me, so much pleasure in his gorgeous face
It hits me so hard that this beautiful, amazing man is mine and he loves me as much as I love him
He bites his lip, his fingers softly moving into my hair as I lick his slit, tasting his cum
Yummy
Taking him in my mouth again, slowly slide all the way down his length, holding eye contact as I bottom him out, his cock in my throat
My eyes fill with tears, his huge cock filling my mouth entirely, his shaft so fucking hard
Fuck, I love it
Swallowing on his cock makes him moan loudly, then I start bobbing my head up and down his long length
The drag of his cock pulling out from my throat sends shivers up my spine, the feeling so good
I take him back in hard, his cock barreling into my throat, making me choke, spit everywhere
"Oh fuck", he groans at my choking
I slide up and down his cock hard and fast, loving the feeling of choking around him
I don't know what it is, if it's a breath play thing but I love choking on dick
I did with Hongjoong too and I especially love it with Jongho
Moving down his shaft, I stay on him, gagging and choking, tears and spit all over the place
"Oh my god baby", he cries, "So good baby. Fuck. How are you so good at blowing jobs?"
Because I fucking love sucking his dick
I can't answer as I'm too busy blowing him, sucking on his big cock as he's buried in my mouth
His cock throbs hard and I'm so excited to taste his cum
"Jjj..jagi", he moans, pulling my head back, sliding me almost off his cock
"Nnnn", I moan, trying to stay on him, still sucking on him
"Baby sss...stop. I'm..I'm..", he whimpers, pulling me off
"No baby", I whine, "No, want your cock"
"I don't...I don't know if I can get hard again", he breathes
"I don't care!", I tell him, his eyes widening in surprise, "Please baby, I wanna taste your cum so badly. Please. You stopped me last time, don't stop me again"
His breath hitches, "You ..you want-"
"You to cum down my throat", I whine, "Fuck Jonghie, I want you fuck my throat. Hold me down on your coming cock, force me to swallow all your cum"
"I...I ..", he mumbles
"I wanna be your cum slut but I can't if you don't cum in my mouth"
I know it's weird for me to beg for his cum but I want it and if begging gets me what I want, I'll do it
"Please baby. Use my mouth to cum in"
Fire flashes in his eyes, lust all over his face
"Open your fucking mouth", he growls
God, his voices makes me so fucking wet
I eagerly open my mouth and his hand in my hair grips harder, shoving my face down
His other hand guides his cock in my mouth, then he slams my head down, his cock barreling in my throat
Tears spring to my eyes but I fucking love it
His other hands go in my hair as well, pulling me up his cock then shoving me down again
And again and again
And I'm in fucking heaven
"Fuck, this mouth is amazing", he grunts as he moves me along his length, "Tight tiny throat that I can fuck open. Just like your tight pussy"
He slides my head halfway up his cock and holds me there, his hips thrusting up, fucking into my throat at the speed of light
"Mmm", I whine, choking on his cock from how hard he's bottoming out
"Look at you, choking on my cock and loving it like a huge fucking slut", he growls, "My slut"
I like that
His slut
"Look at me", he demands and I do through watery eyes, his movements stopping, "You my slut?"
I nod, moaning so loudly
"Good girl", he grunts, resuming his pleasurable assault on my throat
He fucks so hard and fast and I can't wait for him to fuck my pussy like this
Just destroy me on his cock
In every way possible
My jaw aches deliciously, spit flying everywhere, so many tears in my eyes I can't open them
My head is full of cotton, blissfully empty as he uses me like a fuck toy
His cock throbs so fucking hard as he groans, "I'm gonna cum"
He slams up, making me choke as he holds me on his shaft, pumping cum down my throat
"Swallow now", he commands, his body shaking under me
I swallow hard around him, his moans of pleasure so pretty
"Good girl. Keep swallowing", he praises, "This is what you wanted. My cum in your mouth. Don't let any go to waste"
I don't, swallowing and choking over and over as he holds me on his cock, loving the way he tastes
So fucking good
He cums so much and it's so thick going down my throat
I fucking love it and I don't care if anyone thinks I'm a whore
I'll gladly be a whore for my boyfriend
When he finishes, he lets me go and I pull off him, sitting back on my legs as I breath in, swallow more and wipe my eyes
I'm a fucking mess
It's great
"Jagi are you ok?", he asks worriedly, "I...I didn't mean to go that hard. I...I just lost control"
"That's...that's what I wanted", I rasp, then cough, clearing my throat
"Baby", he says softly, his arms around me, pulling me into his lap, "I'm-"
"Do not apologize", I cut him off
"But-"
"No", I say firmly even with my voice cracking, cupping his face, his eyes on mine, "This was what I wanted. I wanted you to be rough. I wanted you to lose control. I wanted you to cum hard and make me swallow all of it"
"You...you did?"
I nod, my cheeks blushing, "Baby, I like when you manhandle me, when you take over and make me your whore. What just happened....I loved it. It turned me on so much"
"Yeah", he asks shyly
I take his hand and move it to my pussy so he can feel it
His eyes widen, looking down, "You're fucking soaked baby. It's all over your legs. You...you got this wet from sucking my cock?"
I nod, "You make me this wet Jonghie. I've never been this wet before. And it only happens with you"
"With me?", he repeats, surprised
"Yeah baby. Last time too"
"Fuck jagi", he murmurs, "I just...I don't want to hurt you"
"You won't", I assure him, "I trust you"
I do, completely
I know he would never hurt me, especially on purpose and I know if anything does hurt, he'll stop right away
"I trust you too Jo", he says, his eyes flitting to mine
I smile, running my fingers on his face, the love for him burning bright
He's my everything
He pulls me closer, his mouth slotted against mine, tongue playing with mine, kissing me silly
He stands, picking me up, carrying me to my room
Once inside, he gets to my bed, sitting on it, keeping me in his lap, his hands slowly moving up my back, tangling in my hair
I move my own fingers in his hair, pushing it off his forehead as we kiss
He pulls my hair slightly, tilting my head back, his mouth pressing kisses all over my neck
"Mmm Jonghie", I moan, his kisses so fucking good
His lips travel down, one hand moving around my boob, lifting it, his mouth around my nipple, sucking softly
"Jongho", I moan, my pussy getting even wetter at the pleasure
I tug his hair softly as he sucks, gently running my hair through it, scratching his head lightly
"Mmm", he moans, switching to my other nipple, his tongue licking between sucks, shivers running up my spine
Her pulls away after a few minutes, his eyes on me as he lays down
His hands grip my hips, lifting me up easily, his strength such a turn on
He puts me over his face, his head lifting as his tongue licks up my pussy slowly
"Ffffuuucccckkk", I groan, pleasure running through me
His hands move to my ass, gripping hard, his tongue moving faster, ravaging my pussy
"Jongho", I moan, "Fuck baby"
"Mmm", he groans, "So fucking good baby"
His tongue slides along my slit, down to my hole, licking around it, driving me crazy in anticipation
He finally dips his tongue in my pussy and I moan loudly, my body shaking, pussy clenching his tongue hard
He groans in my pussy, pulling his tongue out and pushing back in
"Jongho", I cry, one of my hands against the wall, the other burying in his hair, holding on tightly
His tongue speeds up, fucking into me, making me so fucking wet
I can't stop moaning, getting so turned on seeing him between my legs, his eyes closed as his tongue moves, moaning into my pussy
He slides out of my hole, licking up my cunt, flicking my clit
"Oh fuck", I cry, my legs shaking around his head
He uses the tip of his tongue to lick my clit over and over, his hands slowly trailing up my body, fire hitting every single cell from his touch
I move my hips, rocking on his mouth, his tongue against my clit unrelentingly
His fucking mouth, his tongue, is so fucking amazing
His hands move around my boobs, squeezing gently, his fingers pinching my nipples at the same moment his mouth wraps around my clit, sucking hard
Pleasure explodes in my body, my hips moving faster on their own, grinding against his face
"Jonghie", I moan, his mouth going hard, the slurping sounds he's making so fucking pornographic
Every slurp on my clit brings me closer and closer, my legs shaking as I watch him, so content between my legs
His thumbs rub against my nipples just as he sucks fast and hard, throwing me into an intense orgasm
"Jongho!", I cry, massive pleasure assaulting my body as I ride his face and pulling his hair hard
His hands slide down to my hips helping me move along his mouth as his tongue moves to my hole, licking again and again as he moans loudly
When I finish, he gives me a long lick, then a kiss to my pussy, murmuring, "So fucking good. Definitely gonna eat this pussy everyday"
There is absolutely no issue with that
When he lets go of my hips, I slide down his body, sitting on in his stomach
His face is so messy and wet, making me blush at the mess I made on him
He just smirks, wiping his mouth with his arm, his hands setting back on my hips
He's so fucking beautiful it's stupid and I lean over him, kissing his pretty soft lips
He eagerly kisses me back, his hands moving to cup my face as his tongue slides in my mouth, touching mine and sending sparks of electricity down my spine
As we kiss, I shift on him until I'm straddling his lap, his hard cock resting against my thigh
Reaching behind me, I align him to my entrance and sink down on his head, making both of us moan
I try to push down on him, but he only goes in just a little
I remember it took a little time to get him in the first time we fucked
But I will get him in
One of his hands slides between us, his fingers playing with my clit, bliss filling my body again
Leaning my forehead against his, I push down again, his cock going in so slowly, each inch I take making me wetter
"C'mon baby", he murmurs, his other hand trailing up and down my back, making me shiver, "You can do it. Open that little pussy for me"
I groan loudly, his voice turning me on more
He slips in more, the drag of his cock burning a little but it mixes with the pleasure, the sensation making me dizzy
His fingers rub my clit faster as he urges me to take him, "Please jagi, let me in. Fuck, I've been dying to be back inside your tight, warm, soaking pussy. Think about you clenching around me, sliding on my cock all the fucking time"
Well I'm glad I'm not the only one who was having sex fantasies
I keep slipping down his massive cock, wanting all of him inside me
Wanting to feel full of him again
"Mmm yeah baby", he moans, as I continue to get him in, "Impale that little cunt on my cock. Fuck, wanna fuck you wide open baby. Wreck this pussy, this body on my cock"
"Jonghie", I whimper, "Want that so much"
His eyes look up to mine, desire burning in them, "Then sit on my whole cock baby. Now"
With a moan, I shove myself down that last bit of him, bottoming him out, my thighs smacking against his
"Yes, oh fuck", he cries, pleasure all over his face, "Fuck such a tiny tight cunt. Fuck yes jagi, clench my cock. Fuck"
I am indeed clenching around him, my pussy doing it on its own
"God, you're cunt sucks my cock almost as good as your mouth", he groans, both hands back on my hips, digging into my skin, "Fuck, ride me jagi. Please"
I nod, giving him a soft kiss then I sit up, lean on his abs and slide along his dick
The feel of his cock sliding inside me sends shivers up my spine, soft moans coming from my mouth
When I get to his head, I clench hard around him, making him gasp, then shove myself down his length, bottoming him out in one shot
His head slams into my spot, making me scream, squeezing his cock so tightly and he moans loudly
I bounce on his cock, each time I take him in, spreading my hole wide, stretching me around him, feeling my pussy completely drenched him
I lean back on his leg, my other hand wrapping around his wrist of his hand attached to my hip, spreading my legs wider to make it easier to ride him
"Oh fuck", he groans, his eyes on my pussy swallowing his cock, "So much...soaked...big mess...so pretty"
I smirk as I slam down on his perfect cock over and over
I know I'm creaming him so much, I can feel it all over my legs, can hear the wet sound of his cock moving inside me
"Like that huh baby?", I murmur, "Like how my pussy decorates your cock with all my cream?"
He nods, panting as his eyes continue to watch
I know I have a creamy cunt
Hongjoong commented on it all the time, saying how much he loved it
And Jongho said something about it too, the first time we fucked and now
"Do you? You like how creamy my pussy is? It's not too much for you?"
He shakes his head immediately, "Not too much. Just right jagi, I fucking love it"
"Do you?", I smirk, taking his cock in again and rocking on him, his head pleasuring my spot so fucking much
"I love your pussy baby", he moans, "God, your pussy lips look so good around my dick. Your throbbing clit is so pretty. And the mess you leave on my cock, fuck baby, I want it on me all the time"
I raise my eyebrow, not knowing he likes all those things that much
"Your tiny body is so fucking gorgeous on top of me, riding my cock desperately, making yourself cum", he continues, his voice deep, "Those pretty legs wrapped around me, those tits bouncing in my face"
I knew he'd like that
All guys like tits in their face
His eyes suddenly move up to mine, "And you're face jagi. So beautiful, especially when you're in pleasure. I love knowing you love being with me this much and I can make you feel that good. I love watching you"
I smile down at him, "I know what you mean baby. I love watching you too and fuck Jonghie, you're fucking beautiful all the time, stunning when you're in pleasure and coming. God, Jongho, that image is burned in my mind"
He nods, "Everything about that day is burned in my mind jagi. Everything"
I just smile wider, "Guess we both like watching each other"
"Yeah", he smiles, "Now let me see you cum"
Definitely
I resume riding him, bouncing hard along his cock, just feeling how good he feels
"Yes baby", he moans, bliss all over his face, "God, fuck my cock like that. Fuck, just like that"
I move faster, my skin slapping against his, smacking my spot with every bounce, the pleasure fucking intense
"Yes, fuck. Perfect pussy. My perfect pussy", he whimpers, his eyes struggling to stay open and on me
I feel my orgasm coming, my body stiffening, the continuous build up ready to pop
Bouncing down, the feel of his cock filling me sends me over the edge, incredible pleasure flowing everywhere
"Jongho", I cry, my legs shaking hard around him, cunt pulsing intensely, my nails digging into the skin of his abs, "Jongho, fuck, Jongho"
I can't, it's so much, I can't fucking think
His hands slide up my body, intense shivers exploding on my skin, making me yell out in more pleasure
He wraps his hands around my boobs, his thumbs playing with my nipples, sending bliss down to my coming pussy
"Jjj.. Jongho...baby", I gasp
This has to be one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had
"Good girl", I hear Jongho as the pleasure slowly abates
When I open my eyes, Jongho is looking at me in awe
"So gorgeous", he murmurs
I breathe for a few seconds, then lean back on his abs, slowly bouncing on him again
He hasn't cum yet and fuck I so want him to unload in my cunt
Want to feel full of him
As I go faster each bounce, I watch the pleasure all over his face, hear his desperate moans
Stunning, fucking stunning
"Oh god, oh god", he murmurs
"Yeah baby", I say softly, "Feels good?"
He nods rapidly
"Yeah? Like being this deep in my little pussy?"
"Fuck yes"
"Wanna finish in my pussy?", I tease as I ride him
He nods, "Yes, so much"
"Good boy"
"Can I fuck your cunt?"
I smirk nodding, "Yeah baby"
His hands move immediately to my arms, pulling me down on him, skin to skin
He grabs my ass, holding on tightly as he thrusts up so hard
"Oh god", I moan, moving my arm around his neck, my fingers sliding in his hair, gripping tightly and leaning my forehead against his neck
He continues to move at a hard, fast pace, completely fucking my pussy open, destroying my spot, throwing me into mind blowing pleasure, ruining me completely
"Yes", he groans, his hips moving at a relentless pace, his pelvis hitting my clit with each thrust, "Gonna fucking break this pussy on my dick. Make you cum so hard, cream my cock with everything you have"
"Baby", I moan, his voice sending shivers down my spine
"Mmm jagi, gonna make you want no other cock but mine"
"I do", I whimper, "Just yours baby"
"That's fucking right", he growls, fucking into me at the speed of light, "Gonna make you want my cock inside your tiny cunt everyday, make you want to cum all over me everyday"
I nod, breathing hard against his chest, my mind turning off, "Want that baby"
"You'll get it jagi", he promises, "Everyday. You're fucking mine. Only mine"
"Only yours", I whine, my head filled with nothing but his cock pounding into me, bringing me closer and closer
"Good jagi. So how about you cum on my cock and I'll fill your pussy with my load?"
"Make me cum baby", I cry
He slams in hard, ecstacy tsumaning over me, my head in the clouds as a mind shattering orgasm wracks my body
I'm vaguely aware of him moaning that I'm squirting so much but fuck I can't wrap my head around it right this minute
All I can do is ride the waves of pleasure
His cock shoves inside me, throbbing so hard, feeling amazing, his warm sticky cum filling my pussy amazingly
I moan his name as he screams mine, his fingers digging into my ass, his body shaking under me
God, I love feeling him cum
I love the way he fills me, it's perfect
We cling onto each other as the pleasure slowly leaves, his arms moving from my ass to around my waist, holding me
I love being in his arms
It feels so good, like I belong here
I lay on him contently, listening to his fast heartbeat slowly going back to normal
One of his hands slide up my back, going into my hair, his fingers running in the strands
His head turns to me, kissing the top of my head
"I love you", he murmurs
"I love you", I answer, so happy to hear him say it
I know I'm never going to get tired of hearing him say that
We're laying peacefully together when my phone goes off
I lift my head, looking for my phone because I have no idea where I put it
It's on my nightstand, far from my reach
"Wah", I mutter, starting to get up
"Stay", he murmurs, reaching his long arm over and getting my phone, handing it to me
Laying back on his chest, I open the text Hongjoong sent
"So? You guys together yet?"
"Who is it?", he asks tiredly
I show him the phone, his eyes rolling as he takes the phone
He opens the camera, putting it on selfie mode, and taking a picture of us
It's a cute picture of us from the shoulders up, my head on his chest, his tilted to me, leaning against the top of my head, looking down at me
He switches back to the text and sends the picture
"Jonghie, really? A picture?"
"Easier than typing", he answers
He's right, it is
A second later my phone goes off again
He opens the text both of us reading it
"Oh gross, are you two in bed? You guys looked tired out 😏. Don't send me shit like this again"
God, he's all over the place with this text
Jongho just puts the phone on sleep, handing it to me
I put it on do not disturb and hand it back to him, "Toss it on the nightstand. I'm not answering any time soon"
He smiles softly, "Yeah?"
I nod, "Yeah baby. I just want to be with you right now"
"I want that too", he agrees, taking the phone and getting it on my nightstand
"What do you want to do?", he asks
"Can we just stay like this for a little? I want to be in your arms"
He smiles wider, nodding, "Anything you want jagi. I love holding you"
"Good. Maybe later we can eat?"
"Definitely", he answers, tilting my head to him, "I love you"
"I love you", I tell him, his beautiful eyes shining, "So much"
"So much", he agrees
He kisses me softly, the kiss causing pure happiness exploding in my body
I have my Jongho and I'm never letting him go
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Lance McClain x Reader: Fluff Alphabet !
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gender: gender neutral
type: fluff alphabet by @snk-warriors
characters: lance mcclain
warnings: maybe out of character lance?? this is my first time writing a fluff alphabet :(
A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
Loves it when you have spa days with him. He does it by himself, of course Allura, Keith, and Pidge joined him in seprate, before he started to date you. Now you're both offical, it's almost everyday you both are seen with face masks, painting nails, doing each others hair, etc. Spends every second he can get with his S/O, not in a.. creepy way, I swear.
B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
Your hair. He may have an eye out for the person's looks, but he's not all into their beauty. He loves to play with your hair, short or long, he'll figure out what to do with it to surpise you.
C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
He grew up with an insanely large family, he's bound to know how to comfort someone, either that or attempt to calm them down somewhat. If your having a panic attack in particular, he'll take your hands into his and ask you what you feel, look at 5 different objects you see, or take some deep breath through the nose and out the mouth. If you just upset (crying, pouting, etc) he'll cuddle you until you can't physically make a sad face anymore.
D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
Can't say so much. "The simple life" My ass. After the univerese was restored, you both would move in together, he would want kids. Maybe like, 1, or 2 if your both lucky. Adoption or not, he'll be happy with any child. Of course, whatever he daydreams about may or may not become reality without your consent.
E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
I feel like he be both dom and sub, but too me he's more sub. Anyways- he can take charge in any situation....sometimes. He's not the best leader, but he's not the worst persay.
F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
Hates arguing, with anybody, but he hates arguing with you espicially. He insantly regrets what he's said to you and how he reacted and tries to restore the conflict but taking it slow and gentle after. If he makes you cry durning the argument, he'll cry himself and if you allow him, hold you close and apologize sincearly.
H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
Wants to share everything with you. How can you both be happy together when you hide secrets from each other. But sometimes he's keeping things to himself, like most of his inseurities. He'll eventually tell you once he's ready because he hates keeping thems from you. I also headcanon he's horrible with secrets :/
I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?
Throughout their trip in space and becoming Paladins of Voltron, everyone changed in some sort of way. It's either their looks, or personality. In Lance's case, he's become less childish and more serious. After meeting you, you were able to keep his childself like alive. You both taught each other different, unqiue things together.
J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
I think he'll get jealous prett easily, but he'll keep it to himself. He see's you with another he'll walm up to you and wherever you are, ask you to spend some time with him. At a ball? "Care for a dance, sweetheart?" In a public area? "Y/N! Help, I can't find the bathroom and those fruit punches were a baaad idea to jug down so quick!" Once you catch on, you'll begin to tease the living shit out of him, his fae turning hot and instantly shuts you up with a kiss and aplogizes.
K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?
He's all talk and sometimes no action when it comes to making the first move. He's great at giving advice, but horrible at doing it himself. He's an...okay of a kisser. I mean, he can be romantic- don't get me wrong- but he'll be nervous at first. He's sweating bullets when your lips made contact with his for the first time. Overtime, he's gotten comfortable with kissing you randomly, and now it's a thing he does. Randomly runs up to you, gives your lips a kiss, and run if he's in a hurry.
L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?
Takes them to their favorite place and does anything they want. Attempts to spoli you or try to show off. If they day goes as planned, he'll confess at the place they had the most fun at. "Y/N, I'm in love with you. I know I say this to a lot of other people, but after meeting you you're all I ever think about! Heh, I-I love you so much it hurts!" did i get to sappy? ehhhhhhh
M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?
kinda gpot lazy here- He's totally thought about marrying you. Once aged, similar to his confession he would spend the day with you. Take you out to dinner, does any activity you want, whatever it is, he'll have no problems. As long as he see's thar brigth smile on your face, he'll be happy. Proposing? He'll propose in the resteruant.
N icknames - What do they call their s/o?
Sweetheart
Baby
Babe
Mi amor
Mi vida
O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
It's kinda obvious he was in love with you. Pidge was the first to notice his stare while you walked them both. Then she notice the drool and used her finger to wipe it when a dissapointed look while he was in the trance. Not everything knew he was in love with you, but he gave some pretty obvious signs. He tried to be with you durning missions, offered to help with repairs on the ship, even thought you know he can't even fix alarm clock, and just tries to impress you.
P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?
HE IS ALL OVER YOU NO LIE! He loves cuddling, private or public doesn't matter to him. You're blushing? Too bad, he'll let go when he's ready. Sometimes he'll like the privacy, but eh- he's not complaning. 100% brags about you in front of the others, he shows you off like a trophy. Even if you do the littlest of things, "Did you guys see the way S/O brushed their teeth?" "Did they juggle while doing so, hmm Lance?" "They looked so cute~". "I've lost my appetite". He's not shy when it comes to kissing anymore. As said before, he was, but now it's something he does to piss you off sometimes.
Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.
He's great as massages. PFFT- random I know, but it does say "random ability" and I headcanon his hands would be warm and smooth. I wouldn't it's a beneficial ability, but it's defiently something you love. After a long day of work, or y'know- protecting the univerese and all that Voltron stuff- you crave for Lance's hands. eh, i read that over and now i'm uncomfy my bad guys :( Favorite places would have to be shoulders and back.
R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
He's a flirt. Everyone who disagrees WATCH FUCKNG VOLTRON YOU LITTLE BI- ahem, anyways he'll 100% attempt to flirt with you whenever he gets the chance. He'll rub his thumb over your lip, pin you to a wall/or floor if traning and give you a shit eating grin. He makes you happy without even trying, he juts makes you laugh for the dumbest reasons. You're also sometimes the only one who laughs at his cheesy jokes, causing him to blush gently and smile. someone help, what does cliché or rather creative mean for this?? am i dumb ;-;
S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
He'll 100% support his S/O, if the reasons physically impossible, then he'll be unsure. He'll be critical to his S/O, but not hard to hurt their feelings. With you, he'll support you for anything you do. But if you're saying you need to either get yourself hurt or even killed he's offbored and were making a new plan. But if he's something cute or something to help with the mission. Count him in as well, he'll be with you every step of the way.
T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?
I kinda answered thid already in 'I' but he's totally willing to try new thingd with you if it means having something fun to do and talk about together that nobody will have any context to.
U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
He tries to understand you, but f there's something he doesn't understand, he'll speak up and try to talk with you about the situation. He wants to say he knws you well, but only you can truely know who you are as a person. Not your parents, friends, strangers, lovers, you.
V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
Unsure how to answer this LMAO- but I say he values you alot he's willing to die for you if it means you're going to grow up happy and safe. ... yeah what more should I add :(
W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.
Likes piggyback rides, from anybody. He'll hop on hi's S/O's back and wrap his legs around their torso and arms around their neck gently and ask to carry him to places like a servent. He's just a goffy boy.
X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?
HE LOVES YOUR KISSES AND CUDDLES. He's also great at giving cuddles and and kisses. Sometimes gets whiny and just begs for your kisses and he wont stop until he gets at least one to start his day.
Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
It's going to take sometime to get over his greif missing you. He just wants to hold you and tell you he loves you and all's going to be okay. He just wants to kiss you and keep you close and listen to your heart beat. made this mostly talk about S/O's death, my bad p2 :/
Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?
I want to say yes, but they won't be as large as you think. He wants to do anything to make you happy and smile, but he's not a genie, he can't make all your wishes come true no matter how hard he tries. does this make sense???!! yeah, i'm done now :)
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happyk44 · 20 days
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Jupiter, going insane from stress and emotional repression and committing to excessive overplanning as an outlet despite his siblings' objections because it's the only way he knows how to handle his problems: You know, I'm beginning to think you're all out to get me. You want me to fail so you can become king. Well, fuck you all. I'm perfecting this plan, and it will be perfect and you will all bow before me in complete submission because of my perfection and also fuck you, go away, I'm working.
Pluto, who does not want to be king and has watched his little brother obsess over this attack plan for six days without sleep, even though they finalized and agreed on it two weeks ago: Oh, you're doing the thing again. Relax, I'll help you fix it.
Pluto: NE, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE.
Neptune: Wassup?
Pluto: Which do you prefer: planning something down to the tiniest details and following through on it exactly, or just going with the flow and doing your own thing with no forethought whatsoever?
Neptune: Second one, obviously. Plans are too restrictive. That's why I don't listen to any of you when you say, "Neptune, this is what you have to do for our next attack." It just feels better to really live in the moment. Do what your instincts tell you, whether that's making it rain to provide distraction and cover as planned or running at them full speed screaming at the top of your lungs because you want to kill and bathe in their blood so so bad.
Jupiter, who hates surprises and only acts impulsively when it comes to seducing the nearby nymphs and is now hitting his absolute limit: I am going to render you limbless and lifeless and piss on your grave.
Neptune: Fucking try me, loser.
Neptune and Jupiter: *tussle violently, very clearly trying to kill each other*
Pluto: observing from a few feet away: I'm really such a great older brother.
(ONE MILLION YEARS LATER)
Jason, going insane from stress and emotion repression: I think I'm losing my mind.
Hazel: No sweat, babe. I got you.
Hazel: CORAL! COME HERE!
Coral: I'm here. Why am I here?
Hazel: Just wondering what you think about what jelly you use when you make a PB and J sandwich?
Coral: Grape, usually.
Jason, who uses raspberry and only raspberry because the only acceptable jelly for a PB&J is raspberry and is now hitting his absolute limit: I am going to kill you.
Coral: Cool. Let me eat peanut butter and grape jam sandwich first.
Jason and Coral: *tussle violently, very evidently trying to kill each other*
Hazel, observing casually on her picnic blanket: I'm doing great at this.
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