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ddejavvu · 26 days
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Hii hope you’re doing well, I was wondering if I could request a criminal minds blurb where reader is Penelope’s best friend and they’ve met for lunch in a cafe near Quantico, and reader is telling Penny about this new guy she hooked up with a few nights ago, reader tells Penny how big the guy was and then a few minutes later Spencer walks in and reader is like “P omg that’s the guy!!” And gestures towards Spencer who’s the only person ordering at the counter? I just feel like Penny would be equal parts both shocked and horrified that her sweet innocent boy Spence has a sex life but also that he’s HUNG?? I literally love you and all your Spencer works and I feel like you’d write this perfectly 🫶🫶
this post is 18+, minors dni.
Penelope is absolutely enraptured by the play-by-play you're murmuring to her over the low din of the cafe's patronage. The whirring and grinding of the machines behind the counter only further aid in your attempt to keep your conversation private, and you can smell sweet strawberries on the bubbly blonde when you lean in to give her details.
"And he reached for his fly- ooh, Penny, the way his arms looked," You gush, remembering the thick veins that had corded his bone while he'd wrestled with his belt, "He whipped his belt out of the way, and- stop!" You urge her when she wriggles her brows at you, "He took his pants off, Penny, and I swear to god I've seen thighs thinner than that dick."
Her resulting squeal is much less hushed than you'd managed to keep the rest of your conversation, and you swat at the arm that's not holding her coffee. She gets the message but resorts to stamping her feet beneath the table instead, a repeated clicking that blends in much better with the mechanical whirring of the baristas' handiwork.
"He was so thick, and Jesus- Penny, he was long, too, just big all around," You recall, insides throbbing with a phantom ache at the memory of what you'd taken last night, "I swear he had me seeing stars," You sigh, glancing down at the pale pink ring of lip gloss around the mouth of your cup, "I'd beg him to come over again tonight, but I think I need a week to recover."
"A week," She breathes dreamily, "I could barely feel the last guy I had."
"Oh, I could feel him," You laugh, "It's like I still can, I'm pretty sure he bruised- oh fuck!"
"What?" Penelope's brow dips instantly, concern etched into her pretty features, "What's wrong?"
"It's him," You grip her hand, nails digging into her skin, "It's the guy from last night!"
"Big dick dude?" She asks, and your frantic nod confirms her theory.
She tries to be subtle, bless her, when she turns to see him, but when the only person that she sees standing in line for a drink is her coworker, her brain chugs along slower than normal.
Where's big dick dude?
Oh, Spencer's here!
I don't see big dick dude.
Spencer is-
You're not sure even the most talented actor could ever recreate the sheer horror swimming in her gaze when she turns to face you again. Her eyes are blown wide and her mouth, lined in a pretty fuchsia paste, is downturned in a grimace.
"Please tell me you're not talking about the skinny mess in the sweater vest."
"That's exactly who I'm talking about!" You gush, trying to avoid his gaze lest he thinks you're trying to follow him around, "Penny, isn't he dreamy?"
"That's- oh my god," She recalls your descriptions, thicker than thighs, longer than you've ever seen, "I have to resign."
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ohbo-ohno · 5 months
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pretty pls need ghoap x reader in the motel with this prompt: waking up in a random room with no idea who/where/why/how you got there
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1k game here
oh man this one is like my bread and butter
1k of Ghoap x Reader with a motel & waking up in a random room with no idea who/where/why/how you got there (ft. vampires! no smut, just a bit of weirdness)
You can hardly breathe as you stare into the ice box. The cold air wafting from it does nothing to soothe the heat emanating from your every pore, but you don't move.
You're not sweating. You've never once in your life been upset about a lack of sweat, but now? You feel like you're about to overheat, you're almost sure that if you were to put even the slightest pressure on your skin it would melt right off.
But you're not sweating. Your heart's not beating, your eyes don't burn after minutes standing here without blinking, and you aren't sweating.
You don't know how you got here.
You've been awake for nearly an hour now.
You'd come to in an old tub (painted an absolutely hideous green) with the worst headache you've ever experienced in your life, and absolutely no recollection of the last... Well. You're not even sure what you can remember.
There are vague notions of friends, faces that aren't entirely clear in your memory, and a crowd gyrating to something bass-heavy and loud. You're sure you remember a man dancing with you, but you can't remember where he went.
You don't know how long ago it was, but the last clear memory you have is stepping out to an alley to smoke a cigarette.
Then nothing. Then the green tub. Now the ice box.
You washed yourself off as best you could before stepping out of the cheap motel room, but you still feel the phantom itch of dried blood down your chin. It had been everywhere when you first woke up, soaking your entire face, covering your chest and arms and hands and shoulders and... just everywhere. You nearly rubbed off a layer of skin trying to get it all off of you.
Your gums throb. They're the only part of you you can still feel, and even if it's painful, it's still a comfort that you haven't gone entirely numb.
The motel is silent as you stand at the ice box. You passed a corpse on the way out of your room, it's head nearly torn off it's body, left to rot on the ground.
For some reason, it didn't scare you. You don't feel much at all emotionally, past a bit of hunger.
"Bonnie?"
The voice has a tinge of desperation to it, and you turn slowly to look at where it came from.
There's a man across the lobby from you. Somewhere deep in your mind, something perks up. Your gums throb, and your stomach twinges from hunger.
"Oh, thank God," the man groans, appearing in front of you in the blink of an eye. He runs cold hands over your arms, pulling you towards him. "You can't run off like that, lovie, you're too vulnerable right now!"
Something feels wrong about that. You're not sure what.
It doesn't really matter. You can't work up the energy to do much but tilt your head up a little towards his. He's good looking, definitely your type some distant part of you recognizes, but his eyes are a bright red as he scans your face.
"Bonnie?" His voice edges into concern, cupping your cheeks in his palms.
You can't do much more than blink lethargically at him.
"Oh, lass, did you already feed?"
That... that sounds right. You fed, but you're still hungry, so you nod and whine a bit at the same time. There, two birds with one stone.
"Oh, love," he sighs, pulling you into him and angling your nose into his neck. You can feel a vein beneath your lips. "You were supposed to wait. Now the turning process is gonna hurt. Why'd you run away? This was supposed to be easy."
You're not really listening as you open your mouth, pressing against the thin skin of his neck. Without even realizing, you start to bite.
"No, no," he scolds, gripping you by the nape of your neck and tugging back. "You don't want to start that here, lovie. We'll get you fed once you're in the nest."
You whine at that, an animalistic sound that some far off part of you knows shouldn't be coming from your hroat.
"I know, I know," the man consoles. He scoops you up into your arms, easily holding you in a bridal carry and dipping his head down to press a kiss to your hair. "We'll be lucky if you get to drink from me, anyways. Ghost is gonna stake me for letting you out of sight before you fully turned."
The man smells good, so you ignore his weird words and lean a little further into him. He shifts you closer, and the starts to move.
You're not conscious of much as he travels. There's a lot of wind, some pressure against the part of your body facing out into the world, and noise coming from all sides at once.
You comes back to yourself just a bit more as you're deposited onto something soft. You moan as you sink deeply into it, something in your head clicking, telling you this is right.
The man's scent is stronger here, as strong as it was when you pressed your nose to his jugular.
"Took you long enough," a new voice - lower pitched, British instead of Scottish - grunts. The soft thing beneath you shifts, and you feel yourself being lifted.
You hiss as you're tugged away from the comfort, closed eyes squeezing tight as you're laid across a hard chest.
"Hush," the brit says, running a hand over your hair and giving your nape a quick squeeze. You nearly melt into him, lounging across his large body like it's a mattress. "We'll get you fed, just be patient."
"Is she gonna be ok?" The first man asks, his nervousness palpable. "You said it's worse if she feeds from someone else first. Is the turning gonna hurt?"
The man beneath you sighs, and pulls you further up his body. Your face rests naturally in his throat, and you purr as you burrow closer.
"Shouldn't be too bad. We just have to get the human blood out of her system, replace it with ours instead."
You mouth at his vein, beginning to bite down on instinct.
"She's got the right idea," the man beneath you rumbles a chuckle, pushing your face a little further into him. "Go on, pet. Take all you need."
You bite down with full force, and sink into the delicious taste of the warm blood flowing into your mouth.
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hardstraykidshours · 1 year
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Riding Chan slowly while he’s working in his studio, he eventually gets fed up and just grabs your hips and starts fucking up into you🧎🏻‍♀️
Massive 3racha brainrots atm
Also I may come by often to spread my thoughts, if it’s not taken, can I be anon🌚?
bestie!!!! welcome 🌚 anon, we are so happy to have you here on our blog! (and also for this absolutely exquisite hard thought) because oh wow were thoughts thunk about this one...
nsfw 18+ (minors dni)
chan is always working soooo hard. so you are constantly hanging out in the studio with him to keep him company. he loves that you are there with him, especially when you start rubbing his shoulders and kissing his neck to help him release some tension while he works.
as your relationship goes on, this progresses to you leaning over him and rubbing down his chest and thighs while he writes music. and then to slowly jerking him off while you nip and suck on his neck. eventually, you get to the point where you will just ride him leisurely while he works.
something about the slow, steady pace of pleasure gives him inspiration and helps him focus on whatever he is working on. since you started doing this, he has produced more music than ever before. the only issue is that when you ride him like this he knows he has a time limit left on his work. and not because of you. he knows that you would happily ride him for hours, peacefully resigned to taking him in slow steady strokes while he gets his work done.
the problem is with himself. there is only so much he can take from you before he snaps. at a certain point, the slow, languid rolls of your hips become too much for him to handle. at that point, any thought of more work immediately flies out the window. all he can think about is you and your body and the way your pussy is gripping his cock so perfectly.
when this happens, his hands will immediately leave his keyboard to grasp onto your hips. he will stop all of your movements in order to start fucking up into you in earnest, channeling all of his pent up arousal into his efforts. he won't stop until both of you are completely blissed out and spent, panting in his studio chair as you try to come back to some semblance of reality.
if you can't tell, my mind has been going absolutely wild ever since your ask popped up in our inbox. like holy shit. thank you so much for planting this in my brain.
❤️ abbie & courtney
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how badly do you need to see paige in a suit, be honest with the class
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extremely badly. it’s actually all i want. i would do anything. y’all know im an absolute whore for that girl. she’s can do whatever she wants with me idc.
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frogchiro · 4 months
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Hiiiii! I've been stalking ur blog again and really loved what I saw. Though one thing got my attention - you always describe characters as these burly, hairy, dominant masses of testosterone - which I'm a sucker for, tbh.
However, (as a switch who swings both sides and misses both times), I do have to ask if sub!141 is something you'd be comfortable writing? Honestly, the sheer amount of NSFW thoughts about sub!Ghost that's plaguing my mind right now is downright concerning. Just the thought of reading something like that for my fav tumblr blog makes me all giddy!
It's totaly okay if this isn't your cup of tea and if you don't wanna write it. But if you do, I'll literally (s)cream!
(Also I saw people signing anon reqs with emojis so I'd like to claim the new moon, please!)
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I actually did some thirsts where Hackergirl is more dominant but there are only a few of them😭
But I'd be more than happy to try my hand at more subby cod guys! I don't think I'd make them SUPER subby tho but I guess I'll just see what I come up with so if you have any ideas, please go ahead and send me them!!♡
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pandoraslxna · 2 months
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You're telling me you were on tumblr for less than 2 years and you have almost 10k followers?
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Yes haha 😅
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14dayswithyou · 2 years
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Would Ren take MC for a motorcycle ride? -🌚
✦゜ANSWERED: You'd have to find out about his motorcycle beforehand, otherwise Ren won't say a thing ^^;
But he would definitely take you for a ride if you knew! Especially at night, where he can show off just how pretty Corland Bay looks underneath the stars — or underneath the cityscape lights if you ask him to take you into the city instead.
…He might even take you to your childhood playground if you hug his waist tight enough or play with his necklace.
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ateezjuliet · 9 months
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wait ok 😭 ateez + chan reaction to julie calling them babygirl???
wooyoung pulling out the most kku-kku ka-ka aegyo while yeosang stands there like ☺️
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being called babygirl by the babygirl who has out babygirled all the other babygirls???? an honour me thinks 🤭
hongjoong: he’s the captain but he is also very babygirl!! probably does that thing where you look down at the ground and twist your body side to side cartoon-style JWJDJWK
seonghwa: surprised at first (“me??”), smiles shyly when she reassures it’s v much a compliment (“i’m babygirl? 🥺” “yes u are!!!! 😽”), asks her to teach him the latest babygirl ways
yunho: immediately goes 🥰 but also thinks she called him that bc she needs a favour LMAO (“did u need something?” “can i not call u babygirl </3”)
yeosang: HIS SHY SHY SMILE WHENEVER HE GETS COMPLIMENTED :(( says thank you in the tiniest voice ever when she tells him how pretty and babygirl he is
san: looks around bc he thinks it was meant for someone else 😭 (“no, u!!!! u are babygirl!!!!!!”) then smiles like :] and calls himself and other people babygirl for the next 5 business days at least
mingi: loves it. loves loves loves loves it. he grins so widely and his body language goes full princess mode, like full on blushing giggling kicking his feet <3 princess mingi <3
wooyoung: u said it best i have nothing else to add <33 pulls out his iconic kkukkukaka and strikes the most babygirl pose ever??? like damn ok giving bbg a run for her money 😮‍💨
jongho: “😐😐😐 i’m not babygirl” “yes u are!!!! ur my babygirl!!!!!” this fight goes on for 10 minutes until he relents and lets her baby him (but we all know he’s whipped for her)
chan: “h-huh? me?” with a shy lil smile on his face <///3 in disbelief until she explains what makes him babygirl (like how his parents tell him how cute he is 🤧), loves being doted on and cooed at by her but also pulls a uno reverse by calling her babygirl and making her malfunction 😭
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unusual-raccoon · 11 months
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Because it’s Mother’s Day, I’m using this holiday as an excuse to gift you a prompt 🌚 So stay with me…but what about a modern switched at birth jaceluke au?
Jace always imagined he’d be a fantastic older brother, he read stories about the legendary sibling relationships in his family’s history, but somehow he’s never clicked with his younger brother Vaegon. He thought it so strange considering Jace’s first memory ever was holding his brother in his arms and thinking everything right with the world. But it would seem their relationship would not blossom further than that moment. At first he thought the problem was with him but Joffrey’s birth erased those insecurities. It was cruel to think the fault of a nonexistent relationship rested solely with Vaegon, but Jace accepted that. And besides, it seemed that Vaegon preferred it that way, never having an interest in their younger brothers or Daemon’s daughters. But it would seem that everything would change when his younger brother was assigned a school project pertaining to DNA history.
In another part of the world, Luke always felt that something was missing from his life. His family was nice, but they were just that. He always burned too brightly for them, felt too deeply. Luke was like a different species next to their normality. He was haunted by the feeling that the space beside him should be occupied. Again, everything would change when hospital staff and lawyers started calling the house.
If you are up to it, maybe write the first JaceLuke interaction when Luke meets the fam?? Or maybe some sexxy angst once they actually get to know each other? Also, In this au Rhaenyra took one look at the switched baby and decided Lucerys was too pretty, so I chose to use the name of the lamest Targ in history (other than Aemond oc). Luke lucked out namewise in this one, but once the truth comes out he can’t help but start to use Lucerys. This au is so tasty because can you imagine both of them not trying to go feral and scare the other off? Jace not knowing how Luke will react to the history of their family while Luke doesn’t know the family secret and feels like a freak because his attraction? Also bc I can’t help myself: Corlys never made Vaegon heir cuz he’s a total loser; besides he’s been too busy to choose one ever since he’s been teaching a certain new intern the ropes. Even if you can’t write anything for this, you’re a gem 🌚
My darling 🌚 anon, you have no clue how with you I am. I’m so sorry for not being able to address all of your amazing asks with the consideration they deserve, my masters thesis is kicking my ass right now.
A treat for you, and for me (ficlet under the cut):
It had started with an assignment, a history project. It had seemed an innocent enough task. Typing the name Targaryen into one any run of the mill search engine would lead to results in the millions, chock full of tabloid articles and nonsense all bound up in the family name. If Vaegon really wanted to pull out the stops, he’d submit a sample to one of those ancestry sites, BOOM, goldmine.
Of course, Vaegon hadn’t seemed particularly thrilled by the prospect. Admittedly, Jace was a little more excited by the prospect of seeing their family’s historical tree span back generations.
So, when his brother waved the notion aside, claiming he’d just ask their mother for anything important enough to warrant including in his report, as if the whole of Targaryen history wasn’t worth it. Jace took matters into his own hands.
It had changed with results…and a little fork in their family tree. A pruned branch, as it were. In the place where Vaegon belonged, beside Jace, was something else. Someone else.
Name: Luke R.
Suggested relationship: full siblings
Known Relationship: Brother
Ancestral Surnames: Targaryen, Velaryon (Freehold, Valyria)
And there it was…his missing piece.
Jace stared at the website’s message function, at it’s washed out green interface. This was insane.
His cursor blinked in the empty text box. Mocking.
There was no photo attached to the profile. It could be a fluke. It could be nothing.
Jace pressed his thumb to the name on his phone screen, watched as his brother’s name was automatically highlighted. Copied it, and pasted it into Google. He scrolled mindlessly, possessed for what felt like hours.
Stumbled on a dating profile on a hookup app that Bells had downloaded for him. His mouth was dry.
The profile wasn’t under the name Luke, but Lucy.
He tapped on a profile picture, saw delicate features, dark hair, dark eyes, pale skin. He’d seen enough photos of his mom when she was younger to know the young man in the phots was her carbon copy.
Fuck.
His thumb slipped without meaning to. He liked the profile. Jace hissed, flooded with horror, mortification, panic-
It’s a Match!
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
Luke, or Lucy, rather messaged first.
L: Heyy
Jace stared at the message and felt longing pull in his gut, worse than anything he’d ever known.
His reply is quick, hungry for more. His brain wired on a feedback loop at the chime of a notification.
J: Hi
The reply is quick.
L: chatty huh
J: sorry, lol. Wasn’t expecting to match w you.
L: really? Why’s that
J: you’re hot
L: LOL that’s pretty forward. And unless ur using someone else’s photo in ur profile pic, so are you.
His cock twitched.
J: just stating facts. And Thx lol.
J: are the tats in your gallery yours?
L: yea. r the abs in your gallery yours?
J: yeah.
L: 🥵
J: you’re funny.
L: and ur strangely humble for a guy that’s as good looking as ur pictures make you seem.
J: that a bad thing?
L: no, just trying to figure out where you came from lol
J: same place as you probably
L: I doubt it, lol.
J: I could be
L: ??
J: in the same place as you
J : if you wanted that
Jace wanted that, he wanted this his entire life.
L: oh yea? What would we do in the same place together?
J: whatever you want, Lucy
L: what if I wanted to do boring stuff? Like talk about history or sumthing?
J: joke’s on you, I love history. Kinda into the idea of you talking about history.
L: yea?
J: yeah
L: Hot and ur into history, def made in a lab.
J: LOL. Maybe I was made for you?
Maybe we were made for each other, he thinks. He thinks back to the results of his test - full siblings. Jace had always felt like oil and water with Vaegon, like they’d been cut from a different cloth.
Lucy had gone silent for a few minutes. Jace felt panic dig it’s roots into him. Desperate for a scrap of attention, affection, anything.
The chime of the next message hits like a narcotic.
L: I can multitask btw. We could talk about History AND do other stuff.
Jace’s hands are shaking as he replies.
J: anything in particular?
L: yea, in about six diff positions.
Jace ducked his head with a smile, cheeks throbbing with a blush.
J: is that so? Well, please educate me.
A stock photo of two men at a cafe rolled in, coffee cups that looked suspiciously empty situated before each of them. Jace couldn’t quite hide his smitten giggle.
L: it’s not the Kama sutra but I think we could pull it off
J: I might need to stretch first, but yeah, I’m down.
L: 🥰
J: lick a spot and we can try it for ourselves
J: *pick
L: didn’t mind the 1st one, LOL
L: but, yea, I’d like that.
He masturbates like a madman that night, frantic to the sight of tattooed, lily-white thighs in Lucy’s gallery. Imagines those pretty legs locked around his waist.
His guilt the following day isn’t enough to quash the quick flush of excitement that surges to his fingers (and cock) at the unique chime of a message on the app.
L: morning 😊
J: Good morning
L: it’s definitely better now
J: ☺️
J: rough night?
L: I had a dream about u…
J: I think I like where this is going
L: it was pretty morbid actually 😓. There was a fire, I don’t remember much, but I remember that. And u were there.
L: not like in the house btw. U were just there, next to me.
Jace sucked in a sharp breath. Harrenhal…Harwin’s lake house had burned down when they were young. Blood frothed hot in his veins.
L: … i’m sorry that was like the most unsexy dream to have abt a hot guy 😩.
L: omg wait I didn’t mean to make a pun 😨
L: …Jace?
J: do I have to burn something to be next to you now?
L: OMG, no!
L: I mean, did you still wanna be next to me after I had some weird ass dream with u in it?
J: YES
L: I’m free this weekend. Saturday. There’s a coffee shop near by, I’ve never been to it. No burning required.
J: it’ll be a first time for both of us then.
L: 🫣
L: it’s insane how bad I wanna kiss you
J: 😚😚
Fifteen minutes later, he’s sent an address.
They exchange flirty messages throughout the week leading up to the day they’re supposed to meet.
He gets to the coffee shop early. It’s cozy, warm, the air is fragrant. There’s a gentle buzz of conversation and hiss of coffee machines and milk frothers.
His phone pings and he nearly spills piping hot decaf all over his hand.
L: are u here yet?
J: yeah
L: lift up ur shirt so I know it’s u
J: lol! Sitting by the bookshelf
His heart stops when he sees him round the corner, like something out of a dream. Lily-white legs in microscopic cut-off shorts. Delicate fingers with chipped polish wrapped around a phone.
His eyes are dark, darker in person. Brown with a touch of amethyst. His eyes are Jace’s eyes. His heart is pounding fast.
“Lucy?” Jace calls, voice shaking. A timid smile parts on pink lips as he draws nearer. He’s stood before the intimate little corner booth Jace had picked out.
He’s tiny.
“Luke,” he corrects, “Lucy is…an online thing. Most people call me Luke.”
“Luke,” Jace repeats, and there it was. Easier than breathing. His missing piece.
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I need more evidence!!! AHHHH 🙈🙈🙈
How do I get seonghwa to check me out in a fancall 😫
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TIPS ON 'STANDING OUT' IN A FANCALL TO SEONGHWA.
Okay, I have say a disclaimer first:
These tips aren't going to get seongwha romantically interested in you, they're just going to help you be memorable.
A great example of Seongwha being interested in a Atiny is this fancall:
Now I'm not saying he was romantically interested in her but he did find her attractive.
He has said to her that he's told other members about this fancall and he gushes about it.
His Aquarius Venus means you have to stand out from the crowd, she did that by creating the Star Wars 'choose your own adventure' experience with him. No other Atiny has used that idea in a fancall.
She made him laugh and this experience made him feel nostalgic which appeals to his Cancer Moon.
She was shy and giggled a lot when Seongwha complimented her which appeals to his Aries Mars.
And all that together you get this reaction:
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You can see in his face in that moment he found her very appealing.
She was also wearing a low-cut top and we know he's a total 🍒 man.
For Seonghwa:
The 'im not like other girls' technique really does work.
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enden-k · 10 months
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I Feed on the flesh of my enemies. Cool art btw
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? thanks
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ddejavvu · 21 days
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Mei I have a question that the answer to will lead to a request!!
Have you ever seen the proposal?
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no i have not </3
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ohbo-ohno · 7 months
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OH
Johnny ties reader up for some fun when it’s just him and her but she fights so hard against him that she ends up with either a broken wrist or a really bad sprain :/
Simon is pissed when he gets home, Johnny is panicked, reader is just distraught all around and for some reason still tied by her other wrist to the bed while Johnny tries to explain to simon what happened
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he keeps her tied by the other wrist because he doesn't want to hurt herself more!!! if she runs around she could trip, or try and pull away from him, make it all so much worse! it's not exactly like they can take her to the hospital now, and she's hunched in on herself to keep johnny from getting a closer look, and he can't make her let him look cause then she'll panic and hurt herself more and- and he is so panicked. calls simon and has nearly lost his mind, can't get a full sentence out til simon uses his lieutenant voice and kicks him into gear, gets him to breathe and say what happened.
takes simon fucking ages to get you to show him what's wrong - nothing serious, you'll just need to keep your wrist stabilized for a few days to keep from making it worse. but getting you to let him get close while also trying to keep johnny calm is nearly impossible, and calming the both of you down after feels just as hard
johnny isn't allowed to play with you without simon there for at least a week. he's so sad, feels so guilty, just can't stop moping around because he hates that he's the one who hurt you. just absolutely cannot handle it. needs endless love and comfort from simon since you refuse to try and make your literal kidnapper feel better. that is so far from being your responsibility.
(but johnny is so good at looking pathetic, so sometimes you show him a little physical affection. card a hand through his hair, lean your weight into him, tangle you hands with his in bed)
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angrythingstarlight · 2 years
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STARRRRR i was around town and saw that there was a BIKER LAWYER MEETUP 🔥🔥🔥 i am 😳❤️‍🔥 going to have to go back and search for a husband now thanks to you I didn’t even know that was an actual thing ily bless your mind and heart
Yes! Find your Bucky, Ari or Steve😌
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Or the ultimate biker lawyer
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to avoid any confusion please don’t pretend to be any of these people!!
let me know if you want to be added or if i forgot you!!
🎀 anon (shares cutie details from her little relationship which i helped advice like the good gay big sister i am)
compsci girlie 🤎/ 😍 (amazing hcs and relatable college student/ women in stem anecdotes also my personal protector)
media girl anon ❤️ (shares lore from the media girl au as well as exists as a follower)
🗣️ anon (fic reactions and requests)
🌚 anon
🌞 anon (only sent one ask so we shall see their future)
🫧 anon
quiet anon (literal sweetheart) -> 💗 anon
🌸 anon (now @stellaloveshergf) (gives me advice on my shitty love life and shares cutie things from her fanfic level love life)(my gay mom)
🧃 anon
🪩 anon
💜 anon
🪐 anon
💋 anon
🐙 anon
🖤 anon
😋 anon
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halfbakedfairy · 1 year
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Roll a pink joint on my ass? <3
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