#and me virgo boi was like - and then she blocked him .

[cheezekennith]

So uhhhhhh...welcome to my stupid blog!!!!

And i have a list of my ocs to you :)

kuki kaze (my 2nd oc that I post on deviantart)

jun murasaki (mf 3rd oc that I post on my gamejolt account)

GUM1

Jaden

Nushime (my touhousona)

K4RM4

Taiyou Yamikumo (you might be confused if taiyou is a boy, but she's a female and she is my 4th touhou oc)

Yuuki suzuki (my 5th touhou oc that I posted on my deviantart account)

Sam (my FNAF oc, and she is a human btw)

Hell madness (my first utau oc that is a Mary sue and a concept(

Nori scarlet(?) (old/first oc and a mary-sue of flandre also older)

Akane (my toh/the owl house oc)

Medicine (my 2nd FNAF oc and she is an animatronic)

Willow (my welcome home parody oc)

Ludwig (my welcome home oc)

Kurorei Kyoma ( my 6th touhou oc)

Yume-loid (my first utau oc)

Charolette

Henry (my fourth fnaf oc that is a carrion crow)

Jerry (my third fnaf oc that is saw whet owl)

Phoenix (my fifth fnaf oc that is a great gray owl)

Bobby (my sixth fnaf oc and is a tanuki)

Ella (my seventh fnaf oc and is a fairy)

Heres my shitty info of me :

my name is ??? Or eli

my birthday is august 24

im a filipino

i am half catholic and christian

I do speak filipino a little bit but speaking english is kinda easy for me

my race is half filipino and chinese

im from the philippines

my zodiac and chinese zodiac is virgo and rabbit

im a female

my height is 5'3 tall

and im a multifandom artist

and i am straight

And also I have mild autism

I support LGBTQIA+

stuff i like :

fnaf

dawko

vocaloid and utauloid drawing

making utau covers

undertale/deltarune

kirby

splatoon

ghost and pals

owls

animal crossing

DNI if :

N3cr0ph1l3s

proshippers

p3d0ph1l3s

z00ph1l3s

NSFW

NSFW watchers (cuz i really hate them and they are really gross)

Racist

Transphobic

Homophobic

Lgbtqphobic

p0rn blog

Anti-christian

Muslim-phobic

Naz1$

Dawko haters

Touhou haters (i left the touhou community so yeah)

Anti-LGBTQ+ and Anti-LGBTQAI+

Ghost and pals hater

art tracer and art stealer

Goanimate/vyond fan (the uttp ones not the regular ones)

Frans fans (plus do you know sans is older than frisk and also they are a child, that is Pro-Shipping and also pedophilia)

Vore and tickle, and inflation, kaa hypothesis, and DeviantArt k¡nk/F3t¡$h enjoyer

China-supporter

Russia-supporter

K¡nk/F3t¡$h blog

S3x¡$t

SSSniperwolf stan

YOU ARE FUCKING OUT OF THIS BLOG!

Fandoms im not interested (but if you like this fandoms i will respect your opinion) :

barney and friends

marvel

fortnite

goanimate/vyond

disney (a little)

M3G4N

Spongebob

Ok Ko lets be heroes

Gacha life

Sonic

Fandoms im up into :

dawko(youtube)/darkest desire

utauloid and vocaloid

fnaf

kirby

splatoon 1,2 and 3

ghost and pals

animal crossing

ghost and pals

sander sides

the owl house

amphibia

Some fandoms I'm gonna get interested now :

Welcome home

Jacksepticeye

Markiplier

Fandoms/commnities i left :

Touhou

Goanimate

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Eddsworld

But some fandoms that I'm not interested in but I created an au :

Tf2

but please do not block me but warning my post contains⚠

Blood

and swearing

and bleeding

and only minors are in this blog but...... no 17+ accounts allowed cuz its disgusting but if your a 17+ account i will report you

Art trade : closed (but no fetish and nsfw because i hate it)

And plus I have bad spelling tho💀

And also I'm a dawktrap simp cuz ye cuz I like this dude cuz idk I'm simping on him.... *Dies of cringe*

Main account : @cheezekennith

Alt account : @cheezeyidiot-1000

Putting *character* in places blog : @putting-junko-in-places

My multifandom ask blog :

@ask-the-simmons-crew

credit to @sweetpeauserboxes, and this pinned post was inspired by @emishows123

#ask my oc #pinned post #my info

[boneyfaun]

Hi. New to this app so sorry if this is weird-

I saw you were matching people with characters and I'm wondering if you can do that with me?

I'm a straight female her/she, I'm a Virgo and can't cook to save my life, I am very shy and and an introvert, I love fantasy and going outside, I'm a HUGE animal lover, I have ducks, chickens, cats, etc. I'm a cat person, I love using claymore users in game and pyro is my favorite element, sumaru

Mondstad and sumaru are my favorite nations, I love to draw,sing, and read. I tend to daydream at random times blocking everything out to listen in on my music, I love to cuddle with things, it makes me happy! I absolutely love horses and foxes! I like to dress in crop tops and jens (a shirt underneath the crop top) with Chockers and lots of jewelry. I can't see without my glasses and I lose a lot of things, and clumsy I might add lol (not a great idea to set my glasses somewhere random lol) sorry this is long-

Whatcha think?

I won't lie this was oddly difficult for me, from a platonic sense I would of paired you with Lisa, but since most people have an interest in more romantic headcannons, I match you with Gorou!

Resident goodest boy and most helpful (but reckless) military general in Inazuma I feel like it is very difficult to court him, he is a very busy man. Though he is probably very easy to warm up to, he enjoys more quiet company after the usual rowdiness of his military companions and I think that is where he would find a fondness in you. Moments of being told to settle down and get some rest is something the general would need to hear frequently, and at first he might try to reject such ideas he finds the concern heart warming and would learn to relax to spend time with you.

His love language in that aspect is absolutely quality time and he would prefer nights spent sharing a space together than any form of going out. That, or he would like to go on outdoorsy adventures just you and him. With his experience on the battlefield in all sorts of terrain he is a great hiking partner! A camping trip with him might be a bit much with how prepared he is, still considering his career, but those are probably the best times with him. Nights spent under the stars while he fusses about the campsite before you inevitably have to tell him to sit down and he does, because for someone in a position of power he is certainly eager to obey orders. He just likes you a lot, has nothing to do with anything else! That's what he'll say at least.

When he is not at your beck and call though, with your habits to space out and be clumsy, I just think he is a very good partner. He is very balanced and charasmatic so even on the days you aren't up to speed with your introverted nature and naïve moments he has you covered, just a tad protective, but you can't exactly blame him. I feel like it comes out naturally for him both with his dog-like traits and history.

#faun writes #genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin x traveler #x reader #x y/n #x you #aether #lumine #albedo #headcannon #match maker #request #genshin impact gorou #genshin gorou #general gorou #gorou #gorou x you #gorou x y/n #gorou x reader #gorou x traveler

[masakiastrology]

zodiac observations part 2: zodiacs in an argument

Here are some observations I've noticed when zodiacs get in an argument. Keep in mind, this is not just based on your sun sign, but other placements as well. Multiple things may resonate with you, and some may not.

Aries: I've noticed that when Aries placements get into an argument, they usually go off to do something. Like, my mom had an Aries moon and whenever she'd get into an argument with me or my dad, she would usually go off to get food or look for something. I guess it's a way to keep their mind from getting too stressed? Same thing for online arguments. I have an Aries friend who when he gets in an argument, he'll be off watching TikTok or YouTube or something else.

Taurus: Taurus really do not care during an argument. If it's an online argument, they will not hesitate to press that block button. If it's a real life argument, they will not hesitate to walk right out the door. They don't have time to deal with people and arguments, they have places to be and things to do.

Gemini: Geminis always end up feeling the most guilty after an argument. They usually end up saying a lot of bad things during the arguments, feeling guilty when it's over, and then is embarrassed to talk to you unless you talk to them first.

Cancer: Cancers end up revealing a lot of personal stuff during an argument. They may be the type of person to say something like "What do you mean I don't know how you're feeling? my parents are going through a divorce!" without telling anyone that beforehand. And they usually end up crying during the argument, especially if someone targets something they love or something they're insecure about.

Leo: Oh boy, I have experience in this category. Leos are surprisingly calm during arguments. Like, they don't raise their voice much. Instead, they usually just act like you're stupid and say things like "okay" and "yeah" just to piss you off further. They won't give you the satisfaction of seeing them angry.

Virgo: Virgos raise their voice a lot during arguments. They will also probably bring up something you have done in the past just to piss you off further. Oh, and then they will proceed to gossip about the argument to all of their friends.

Libra: Libras get really insulting during arguments. Like, they are not afraid to point out your flaws. And then, sometimes, they get their friends involved if they feel like they're losing.

Scorpio: Ah it's me and my sister having our weekly argument. We like to threaten each other a lot during an argument. Like, she'll be like "If you don't shut up, I'm going to tell dad about blah blah blah" and then I reverse it with "If you tell him that, I will stomp on your laptop". And then we both try to get our dad to back us up and hope we're the one he agrees with.

Sagittarius: Sagittarius do try to use logic when arguing. Like, they're the type of person to pull an Elle Woods and be like "you know you did it because you got that perm 12 hours ago and you can't wash your hair within 24 hours of a perm". Unfortunately, when they get really heated, they tend to spiral off topic and start insulting you about things completely unrelated to the argument.

Capricorn: I've noticed Capricorns usually end up arguing in public spaces. However, they do try to reason with you and often say "I get where you're coming from but..."

Aquarius: Aquarius love making their friends watch their arguments. They make you pick a side. They're also the type of people to say "let's square up" or "let's take this outside" to act tough.

Pisces: Pisces love to use manipulation when they get into arguments. They are entirely convinced they're right... and when you talk about something that bothers you, they often say "how do you think I feel?"

#aquarius #aries #cancer #capricorn #gemini #leo #libra #pisces #sagittarius #scorpio #virgo #taurus

[irrelevantwriter]

White Flag

Pairing: Rio (Good Girls) x Female Reader/You

Rating: Explicit, NSFW

Warnings: Language, public sex, unprotected vaginal sex, mention of bodily fluids, slightly vulnerable Rio, declaration of feelings (sorta?)

Word Count: 4.3K

Summary: Part 5. Two months without seeing or speaking to Rio has left a significant mark and feelings finally decide to show themselves. Kinda.

A/N: I hope everyone had a good holiday or at least a chill Friday. I come bearing gifts with the next part of our favorite toxic saga. More smut for my lovely readers. But first, some plot. We jump right into it and just like our favorite non-couple, we gloss over a lot of bullshit and get right to the filth. But as a Virgo I love communication so I have to make these two stubborn assholes talk about their issues a little. At least in a vague way. Also, Rio has his read receipts on bc he is a petty king. There’s one more part after this and it's all naughty fun from here. I hope you guys like it. Feedback is that good shit. 💗

A/N dos: I’m thinking about making the next part strictly from Rio’s POV. I feel like it’ll give us a peek into what he’s thinking and a new take on the series thus far. I’m excited to explore that so let me know what you guys think!

*Read Part 1 here

*Read Part 2 here

*Read Part 3 here

*Read Part 4 here

*Read Part 6 here

*Give and Take series masterlist

*Masterlist in bio.

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“So you’re just gonna eye fuck the hot stranger at the bar all night?”

Your friend’s teasing cut through the haze, jolting you back to the dimly lit bar. The music boomed around you while people drank and danced, enjoying the Saturday night out in the same way you and your girlfriends were.

“I was not.” You insisted, though the coy smile you wore said otherwise.

The group of women scoffed and rolled their eyes, seeing right through your faux innocence.

“Besides,” You started, taking a sip of your drink as the song changed into a bass heavy melody. “He’s not even my type.”

“Oh, bullshit!” Kara interjected with a raised brow, shaking her head.

You opened your mouth in surprise, but bit back your response when the other women chimed in.

“She’s right.” Evelyn agreed, throwing her dark hair over one shoulder.

“We knew you in high school and college, remember?” Nikki threw in, pursing her lips knowingly in your direction.

“Okay, so?” You said with a poor attempt at nonchalance.

“You were all over guys like that when we were kids. Paul ended up being the black sheep of the bunch.” Kara reminded you with a laugh, Evelyn and Nikki joining in with their own drunken giggles.

“Yeah, we were convinced you’d marry a felon with tattoos and not a real estate broker who wore khakis.” Nikki quipped, causing another round of laughter and snorts.

“Okay, okay...I get it. So I had a type. I think I’ve grown out of it.” You cut in, sounding as if you were trying to convince them as much as yourself.

“Not if the hottie at the bar has anything to say about it.” Evelyn joked with a wink.

You shook your head as you took another sip of your drink, unwilling to let them see you flustered. Or that they were in fact correct. You definitely still had a thing for bad boys...bad men to be more specific.

The evening had been going smoothly so far. It was a rare girl’s night out. An event that happened only once every five years when kids were shuttled off to babysitters or their fathers, and the women were able to enjoy an adult meal with adult beverages. Schedules between four busy women didn’t often align so when they did, you all jumped at the chance to indulge in the nightlife you’d left behind in your younger years.

You’d been the one to suggest the bar. It was a swanky, sophisticated space with an air of youth. The perfect mix for your outing. You’d been here only one other time.

With Rio.

Thinking of the man made heat pool low in your stomach, despite your lingering frustrations. It’d been two months since that shit show of a night at your house. You hadn’t seen or spoken to him since. After that debacle, you blocked his number. As childish as it may have been, you were angry. Still were. And rightfully so. He’d been a complete dick. He’d chosen the most inopportune moment to make adjustments to your arrangement. He’d been careless in his deliverance, harsh even. The entire exchange had you questioning everything. And instead of analyzing the situation and communicating like adults, you’d decided to stop all interactions with him. You’d wanted to send a message. Just as he had with you.

After the argument, you’d been an anxious mess in the days leading up to the next drop. But it was all for nothing because Rio wasn’t there. And neither was the new contact he’d told you about. Instead, Mick was waiting for you and offering up no other information. And it’d been that way for two long months.

In the days since, your mind wandered to Rio often. Your body lingered on his phantom presence constantly. You replayed the conversation you’d had a million times over and each time it made deep fury spill over and mix with the lust still raging like white water rapids through your veins. You missed his touch. Missed his desire for you. Missed the way he made you feel, so supremely sexual and wanton. All things you’d been lacking in your marriage. And now they were suddenly hitting you square in the face and begging you to pay attention. Begging you to not lose the source of your sudden awakening.

You missed the toxicity of your interactions. You were two twisted souls fighting for control over a situation that belonged to neither of you. And in truth, the basis of your relationship with Rio was denial and attraction. It would continue to thrive on that as long as you both refused the obvious.

So maybe, just maybe you’d come to the bar in hopes of seeing him in order to test that theory. It was a slim chance he’d even be here, but you were just buzzed enough that you were willing to roll the dice and find out. Plus, your desire for him felt like an extension of your body at this point. You had to satiate it. Had to feed the raw passion that grew stronger each day without him. It demanded it. And it wasn’t for lack of trying. But your own hand didn’t ignite your body the same way his did, asshole or not.

“I’ll be back.” You called over the music, gesturing to the darkened hallway that predictably led to the bathrooms. Your friends nodded and went back to flirting with the handsome blue-eyed waiter.

You shot a meaningful glance in the direction of the bar. To the “hot stranger”. Whether or not he’d take the hint was on him.

You made it to the single-use bathroom easily. It wasn’t late enough for it to be crowded with the surge of a Saturday night crowd, but the place was still busy. You set your purse down on the sleek surface of the sink counter, admiring the emerald green tiles that paved the walls. The fixtures were brass and gleamed in the light of the vanity bulbs. It was a beautiful space. Carefully crafted for a magazine like Architectural Digest.

Your eyes swept over your reflection in the large mirror that sat over the sink. You made sure not a lash was out of place as you surveyed your appearance. You adjusted the low neckline of your yellow dress, the hue radiating more gold than you’d initially noticed. The silk material felt cool against your heated skin, the slit in the skirt offering some relief. The long sleeves of the garment added a sleekness to the otherwise risqué ensemble. You’d never worn the dress. But tonight seemed as good a time as any to debut it.

The sound of the bathroom door creaking open made you pause, eyes watching in the mirror for who entered. You wondered if it’d be him. Wondered if he ended up following you like you’d hoped.

Your stomach knotted when Rio stepped in, closing the door and locking it with a resounding click. He was stoic. Shrouded in black and looking every bit as menacing as he truly was. A sight for your sore eyes.

You turned to face him, your chest both tightening and expanding at seeing him in the flesh. He made your heart stutter and your spine tingle, yet irritation slowly seeped into your pores, reminding you of the last interaction you’d had with him. It was a clash of sensations and feelings. It was utter chaos. And it's what you’d been missing.

Silence hung in the air as his gaze roamed your figure, appraising you hungrily. You shivered, careful to hide the gesture from his intense stare. You schooled your features and angled your chin up in confidence that you weren’t entirely sure you felt. But you weren’t going to budge. You were going to make him come to you.

He was leaning up against the door, a barely there smirk adorning his lips. His scent began to eclipse the smell of vanilla soap that permeated the air. Your eyes wanted to roll back at the familiarity of it. It was soothing. A comfort to your deprived senses.

“You miss me, mama?”

That deep rasp made your panties soak immediately. It was a question he’d asked you many times in the past, but you’d never felt it as much as you did now. Because yeah, you did fucking miss him.

You stayed silent.

He chucked at your refusal to answer. “Still mad at me?”

Again you said nothing.

He licked his lips, eyeing yours as he did. “I tried calling.”

“I blocked your number.” You finally responded, voice icy and detached.

“Damn, that’s cold.” He said with an amused shake of his head and a laugh, the sound making your nipples harden in traitorous lust.

“Why? Did you need something?” You questioned coolly, crossing your arms over your chest to hide your mounting arousal. Your thighs rubbed together, beginning to slid against each other as your arousal made itself known.

He stepped forward, heading in your direction with intent. You straightened your back, unwilling to let him get the upper hand on you. You knew what was going to happen. Knew where this was headed. So why not use it to your advantage? Why not toy with him for a change? He deserved it. 

You used the added height of your heels and eased yourself onto the countertop, parting your thighs slightly so that your dress fell between them. You leaned back on your hands, the chill of the marble countertop beneath you reminding you so much of that day in your kitchen.

Rio’s steps halted momentarily as he watched you, eyes zeroed in on the juncture between your thighs that was hidden behind the silk. Your pussy practically begged for his attention. Dared him to see your need through the fabric that shielded you.

You were still upset with him. Still displeased with the way he’d chosen to handle the situation and you. But more than anything you wanted him to succumb to you. You wanted to feel that thrill of having him at your mercy. So powerful, yet so fragile in the midst of his bliss. You wanted...no, needed him to wave his white flag first.

“Tell me then,” You began, slowly easing the hem of your dress up as you spoke. “Business or personal?” You questioned, wanting to know if he’d be truthful about why he’d tried to contact you.

He resumed his path towards you with a dangerous lick of his lips, but his gaze never faltered as it took in every new stretch of skin that was revealed. He tried to reach out and touch you, but you raised a heeled foot to his abdomen and stopped him, keeping him at a distance.

“Answer me.” You breathily demanded.

His face registered your words while his eyes took in the stretch of leg that kept him away. You eased the limb back down and waited for him to comply.

He decided to play along.

“Business.”

He continued walking when you didn’t stop him, standing between your legs and trailing his fingertips along the inside of them. His movements shifted your dress up even higher onto your thighs. The sensation would’ve tickled if you weren’t already deliriously turned on.

“Liar.” You accused, already feeling his warmth radiate onto you as he edged closer. His breath mingled with yours, mint and whiskey assaulting your nose.

“So are you.” He retorted, eyes planted firmly on your parted lips. He moved in until you were sure he could do nothing else but touch his mouth to yours. And yet you still weren’t going to meet him.

“So we’re both liars?” You asked, arching a brow up at him.

“Yeah.” He nodded and swallowed, the tattoo splashed across his throat pulling your focus. You fell captive to his spell as you got lost in memories of licking and sucking the inked flesh, remembering the way he tasted on your tongue. The recollection caused your legs to widen and your back to arch into him, pushing your chest against his. God, you wanted him. You wanted him so badly that your pussy clenched around nothing, as if feeling him already deep inside you. It was a silent call to a lover. One he would never hear. But he’d feel it soon enough.

Your clit throbbed against your lace panties, aching to be assaulted by his talented fingers. With him so close you could feel just how badly you needed him inside you. It felt wrong for him not to be. Felt wrong to not have him share a pulse with you when he was this near. You were going to remedy that.

“Well then,” You whispered, leaning forward to hover over his lips. “I don’t want you to fuck me in this bathroom.”

His hands glided up your thighs while his nose skimmed along your cheek. His breath was hot against your ear as he maneuvered himself so that barely a sliver of air was left between you.

“So I won’t.” He lied in return, the words coating you like his cum had done numerous times before.

In an instant your lips were being pulled to his. His hands were suddenly everywhere and all at once, seeking out your flesh in desperation. It pleased you to know just how badly he needed you. How badly he craved you.

He slid you closer to him, letting your lace-covered lower half come into contact with his crotch. Ragged breaths and low hums filtered through the air as your bodies grinded against each other, seeking firm hands. You could feel him pressed against the zipper of his dark pants. He was hard. The notion made you moan into his mouth, scraping your nails over his scalp.

It was just like riding a bike. Except there was an added layer of intensity this time that hadn’t been there before. His touch burned hotter than usual. Your grew cunt wetter with every pass of his tongue along yours. They weren’t new sensations, but they felt different. Indescribable. Perhaps it was the public sex. Perhaps it was the underlying tension. Either way, it was remarkably explosive.

You pulled away from his insistent lips to take in air. He continued on, mouth moving over your neck and across your exposed cleavage. He nipped at the flesh, his lips sensuously soothing the area as he explored. You pushed into him in invitation, widening your legs so that he could press harder into you.

You waited for him to take the next step. Waited for him to escalate the moment into more than just heavy-petting and sloppy kisses. His hands, as if reading your mind, traveled up the skirt of your dress and found the edge of your panties. There was no hesitation or teasing in his movements as he roughly pulled them off, the elastic popping against your skin and making you cry out.

Rio licked at your neck in apology, his own hands now moving to his belt. You shifted closer to the ledge of the counter and followed the trail of heat that led to his pulsing cock. His flesh bumped against you, the feel of him hot and heavy along your soaked slit making you whimper.

Your nails dug into the fabric of his shirt as he pushed forward and sheathed himself inside of you in one hard thrust. You gasped and tightened your legs around him, your right hand in search of something solid. It landed on the mirror behind you, your palm sticking to its cool surface as you braced yourself for the inevitable.

His facial hair scratched at your skin as he buried himself into your neck. He held your hips steady as he retreated and then plunged back into your welcoming walls, stretching you with a burn that made you hiss. Your pussy massaged his length with fervor, seducing him further inside and begging him to claim you once again.

You reached for anything you could to stabilize yourself as he fucked you into the reflective glass at your back. Moans and groans intertwined as your bodies rocked against each other. The soap dispenser fell into the sink with a loud clatter as you accidentally made contact with it. The stack of towels folded neatly near the faucet became disheveled as your ass knocked them out of place with the momentum from Rio’s cock. The entire vanity shook with each intensely thorough thrust of his hips into your womb. It was animalistic. The very epitome of what bathroom  sex in a bar should be.

No words were said. None were needed. Your actions led the conversation.

You squeezed your inner muscles around him, daring him to surrender before you. He twitched, his hips stuttering at the feel of you so tight and wet around him. He growled into your ear, a sure sign that he loved the gesture a little too much.

So you did it again.

“Stop that shit.” He grunted, hips picking up their pace.

“Cum.” You whispered in response, the demand disguised as a request.

“Fuck…” He groaned when you held him to you and clenched around him once more. You trapped him, giving him no choice but to experience your deliberate enticement. His fingers dug into your thighs almost painfully so, forcing you to wince.

He was close.

You reached between your bodies and massaged your clit, feeling your pussy react immediately. Sporadic tremors vibrated your walls and his cock, making both of you moan. Rio’s palm slammed into the mirror at your back as he rutted his hips harder into yours. He was rough and unforgiving, the aggression heightened by your disobedience. It had never quite been like this. There had always been a touch of softness, a soothing placation or word of encouragement. Not tonight. Not as he fucked you so hard you were sure the mirror was going to crack and rain down luminescent crystals of glass over you both.

You showed no mercy as you forced him to submit to you and your body. The precipice was there. It was within reach. You could feel that tightly wound coil ready to unravel. It felt like too much and not enough at the same time. Your mind was a prisoner to your pleasure. You thought of nothing but the sweet release that you knew was waiting for you. And it was. It was waiting for you with open arms as Rio finally came, triggering your own climax as he filled you so deliciously full of himself. His entire body tensed within you as he held you firm and painted your shuttering walls.

The familiar sensation only added to your high as your limbs tensed and loosened with each wave of euphoria that washed over you. You squeezed your eyes shut and catapulted through space as your body struggled to ground itself once again. Rio had gone rigid, letting you ride out your orgasm in peace as you suffocated his cock. His cum was already leaking from your walls before you’d even finished, a trail of him decorating your swollen pussy.

Your eyes fluttered open to see him staring back at you, his lips pulled into a lazy smirk. You mirrored his expression, releasing a breathless chuckle. Your body still hummed in excitement, but this time it was punctuated by the deep satisfaction that radiated from between your thighs.

“You good?” You teased, hands resting on his chest and feeling the rapid beats of his heart beginning to slow.

He laughed, the sound low and tinged with fatigue. “Yeah.”

He licked his lips and took in your disheveled state, gaze catching a glimpse of the lace bra you wore underneath.

“Let me drive you home.” He said suddenly, his arrogance alive and well.

It was on the tip of your tongue to deny him, but you chose not to.

“Sure.”

**********

The car ride was silent.

After your impromptu coupling in the bathroom, you’d made up an excuse about not feeling well to your friends and explained you’d already called an Uber. They were hesitant to let you leave alone, but somehow you’d persuaded them to stay and not follow you. You were sure the alcohol they’d consumed had something to do with it.

With hugs and promises of texts that everyone made it home safe at the end of the night, you departed from the bar with Rio in his Mercedes. He’d been driving for about ten minutes, the air not as tense as it’d once been. He seemed content to let the quiet linger, but you weren’t.

“What happened to the new guy?” You asked, glimpsing his face to gauge his reaction. It was dark in the vehicle, but you could still make out his silhouette amongst the various street lights.

He furrowed his brow and pouted his lips, confusion reading easily across his features.

“What new guy?”

“My new contact. The one I was supposed to have.”

“Didn’t work out. Mick has it handled.” He replied simply, gaze still trained on the road in front of him.

“Okay.” You said with a nod, the dryness in your tone letting him know you didn’t quite believe him.

He wordlessly turned onto your street and came to a stop alongside your driveway, putting the SUV in park. He angled his body to face you, trapping you in his stare.

“It was never about you.”

The question must’ve shown on your face because he continued.

“The switch. It wasn’t about you.”

“Wasn’t very convincing.” You deadpanned, scoffing as you played with the zipper of your clutch.

He didn’t react right away. Instead, he watched you. Watched you in that way that let you know his thoughts were as impure as the counterfeit money he produced.

“You look good in that dress.” He complimented, chin jutting out and gesturing to the fabric that adorned your body.

His praise made warmth bloom in your chest. The kind of warmth that was usually accompanied by butterflies in your stomach.

“Thanks.” You replied evenly, not letting him see just what his words did to you. Though you had a feeling he did, despite not bearing witness to it outright.

“Better without it.” He added with a slide of his wicked tongue across his bottom lip, his teeth following. The action was purposeful. Erotic. Blatant. It was all Rio.

You didn’t respond to his flirting. You only sighed, mirroring his position as you resigned yourself to have an honest conversation with the man.

“So,” You started, forcing your fingers to still. “What is it that you want?”

He eyed you for a long moment. Long enough that you started to feel self-conscious.

“You.”

You nodded, disappointed but not shocked by his reply. The word wasn’t new. Though it was lacking the hollow cockiness that usually accompanied it.

You opened your mouth to respond, but he spoke up before you could.

“In whatever way you’ll let me have you.” He admitted.

The statement caught you off guard. He wasn’t trying to be cute or charming. He wasn’t being placating or condescending. He was being serious, the hardened intensity in his dark orbs softening to a tender resignation that you were sure matched yours.

“What about you? What do you want?” He repeated back to you, eyes narrowing as he waited.

You took a moment to observe him. Your eyes followed the arch of his brows and the sharp jut of his cheekbones. You studied the pout of his lower lip and his Adam's apple as it bobbed with his throat muscles. He was so many things to you. None of which you could put into words. You didn’t think a word had even been invented yet. It didn’t matter. You were both making your own rules. And it seemed, for once, that the both of you were on the same page and playing by the same rules.

“I want you to have me.” You confessed, meeting his gaze.

And there it was. He was resigned to having you in limited capacity. You were resigned to finally letting him have you. Two conclusions coming together at the same moment. You weren’t quite sure what that meant for you both, but it was a start. 

“Goodnight.” You whispered into the darkened cab, a small smile pulling at your lips.

You didn’t wait for him to react. You turned and opened the door, exiting the vehicle. He didn’t try to stop you. You rounded the front of the car, hearing the driver’s side window slide down.

“So I’ll see you next week?” Rio asked out the open window, chin resting in his hand.

“At the drop?”

He nodded.

You shook your head and laughed, though there was no real humor behind it.

“You wanna tell me again it wasn’t about me?” You challenged, a wide grin decorating your face.

He could deny it. He would probably try. But you knew the truth. And that was enough.

For now.

“Night.” He called, an amused upturn of his lips showing in the light of the full moon.

He turned to the street, starting the car as you walked up your driveway. His eyes followed you the whole way, ensuring you made it in safely.

You heard him drive away once you shut and locked the front door, your lungs releasing a long breath. You pulled out your cell phone and went to your blocked caller list. You selected Rio’s number and unblocked the listing, adrenaline releasing into your bloodstream as you did.

Almost immediately your screen lit up with a text.

Same time and place tomorrow?

You bit your lip, feelings akin to teenage infatuation bubbling to the surface. You hastily typed a response.

See you there.

The message was read immediately. 

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#rio #good girls rio #rio good girls #rio x you #rio x reader #rio imagine #rio fanfiction #rio fanfic #nbc good girls #good girls nbc

[astrologyninaa]

The fact that I know at least 1 person from each zodiac sign ^^

Aries: I know like 3 Arians and I really like them all (me myself included🥰)

Taurus: my sister, my dad's mom, that one boy who I HATE.. (my sister and I got into a fight and I can't forgive her YET, I love my dad's mom <3

gemini: my BESTIE <33 also that one boy I went to a date with, but he was a total asshole LOL. also my old classmate I was good friends with, but she used me for my money only :/

cancer: Ik just one and I kinda was interested with him but it never went anywhere from there. 🤣

LEO: I know 2 Leo's (also like 4 others but I don't really KNOW them.

Virgo: my kinda bestie <3 also that one boy from snapchat that I liked :}

Libra: I know 3 of them. I LOVE THEM!! I really REALLY liked that one boy who was a Libra and he maybe liked me back. now that I have a boyfriend (who isn't him), I blocked that Libra boy :€ also one cool guy, who is always like "wassup wassup, gang gang" 🤣🤣🤣 LOVE him LOL.

scorpio: Ik 2 of them. both of them were TOTAL ASSHOLES!! they first said I was cute, beautiful etc, then out of NOWHERE, they were like "ew I never said that you are ugly and I have a girlfriend now" LIKE, what's your problem ?!?!?!?!?

sagittarius: I know 3 of them. they are cool, but kinda weird, not really my type. or I just don't know them well enough 🤷.

Capricorn: I know 2 of them. cool but also very boring imo. nyt really my type, just like Sagittarius.

Aquarius: my cousin, my boyfriend, my brother.. very lovely and just my type <3 would hang out forever 🤣

pisces: Ik like 5 of them, my ex included. I don't like them lol, too much to handle, yk?

#astrologyninaa #astrology #astrology observations #aries astrology #leo moon #astro notes #capricorn #cancer #gemini

[libra-kirishima]

Mirio and his wife(he dead ass proposed to y/n at UA graduation) How would Mirio’s dad react to being told he’s going to be a grandpa? I wanna get a cavity from the Fluffy sweet content.Oh oh oh and what if they did the headphone challenge where they tell him word for word while listening to music at a high volume.💕🌸😫✨🌿💜 PLSSS

I'm so glad we all agree that Mirio gets married straight out of high school.

When Mirio proposed to you just seconds after you both graduated, it was assumed by almost all of your classmates that it was because you were pregnant. Only Tamaki knew that Mirio had been saving the money from his work-study to buy you a nice engagement ring since your first date. It was only Tamaki who knew that he purchased that ring almost a year ago and had been hiding it in his sock drawer waiting for the right moment. It was also only Tamaki who knew Mirio wanted to propose at the graduation ceremony.

And he did. The very moment after you both launched your graduation caps into the air, he reached under his robe to pull the ring box from his slacks while you weren't looking. The surprised look on your face when you turned back to him was something Mirio plays back in his head every day. You turned to ask him if he'd want to come back to your dorm after the ceremony, and your eyes were met not with the chest of your boyfriend as you'd expected, but a brilliant ring in a velvet box that you absolutely adored. The tears began to flow before he could even finish his speech about how much he loved you, and couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life loving you.

Fittingly, only Tamaki knew that this wasn't a shotgun wedding, brought on by Mirio unexpectedly getting you pregnant. Though the two of you were completely unaware of this wide held assumption. It took Mirio's father asking when the baby was due to finally dawn on the two of you, several months after the wedding, that most people assumed the marriage was brought on by a baby coming. It was that evening that you and Mirio sat down together and made the decision to wait at least until you were both 25 to think about starting a family.

The positive pregnancy test in your hands at 19 was hardly unexpected, but still a huge surprise. You and he had both been so busy that you had gotten sloppy with your birth control, and the moment you both had an overlapping day off you made the most of it.

"Making the most of it' is such an understatement." You muttered to yourself. "We certainly made something." Though as panicked as you were, when you told your husband the news he was overjoyed. Before you could even finish your sentence, he was lifting you up by your waist and spinning you around. All the stress in you melted away as you saw the excitement in his eyes at the thought of him being a father.

"-We'll have to move to make room for the baby. And I guess that gives us the chance to think about what school we want to send them to and how their school schedule will fit in with our work schedules. I don't want you to put too much stress on yourself so maybe Tamaki will help us. I bet he'll be excited to find out. What color should the nursery be? I don't know if you want to decide that before or after we know the sex of the baby. Is it sexist to color a nursery based on the baby's gender? What about purple or yellow? Oh, or maybe green or orange! What do you want to name them? Is it too early to start thinking about that? And how are we gonna tell our families?" Mirio's rambling stops after that final question and his eyes widen. "Oh my god how are we gonna tell my dad!?"

"Do you think he'll take it poorly?"

"No he seemed really excited last year when he thought you were pregnant."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." You reassured him, prompting him to have a seat. He followed your suggestion and sat himself on one of your dining room chairs. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind and placed a soft kiss to his cheek.

It was four days later that he came up with the idea. Deciding to take a break from looking for a place with two bedrooms, you busied yourself with something else as he aimlessly scrolled through social media.

"That's it!!!" You heard him shout from your place in the kitchen.

"Did you find a place you liked?" You shouted back. He burst into the kitchen to join you.

"No, even better!" He answered, padding over to you with excitement in each step.

"You decided what color you wanted the nursery to be?"

"No, but I have a really strong feeling that it's a boy and I think we should go with blue and yellow."

"And what if it's a girl?" You asked with a small giggle. He froze and allowed himself to think it over.

"Blue is a gender neutral color." He finally responded. You muttered a soft 'good answer', but it was lost as he continued with "But I swear that it'll be a boy. Didn't you say something about a cancer's intuition?"

"Hey that's serious stuff. Don't joke about that." You argued.

"Exactly!" He insisted. "Wait what did I come in here for?" You shrugged your shoulders, which prompted him to leave the kitchen and return to the living room. Shortly thereafter he returned to the exact spot he stood in the kitchen, lost in thought. You could tell he was retracing his steps. "-so then I got excited and came to talk to (y/n) and she asked if I decided what color I wanted the nursery to be- Oh! I can just check my phone!" You laughed to yourself as he pulled out his phone to resume scrolling. He found what he was looking for and brought it over to show you.

A video of an older couple wearing headphones blasting loud music. They were being told by their daughter that they were going to be grandparents, and you watched as they tried to piece together what they were being told. Once the father figured it out, he leaped out of his seat with joy.

"So that's what you want to do with your dad?"

"Yes, please." He answered. "Next week?"

"No." You answered, pointing your finger at him. He pouted at your response, which you elected to disregard. "You will wait until the second trimester and you will like it."

"You can make me wait until the second trimester, but you can't make me like it." He answered. Crossing your arms, you raised one brow at him with a sharp glare. "Fine, I'll like it!" He sighed, causing you to grin.

To Mirio, the first trimester went at a snail's pace. He was eager to meet his baby boy and even more so to tell others about him. He wanted so desperately for these 40 weeks to be over. At the five month mark, he couldn't drive you to your doctor's office fast enough. Not even trying to hide the eagerness in finding out the sex of the baby.

"I told you he was gonna be a boy!" Mirio told you excitedly as you walked back to your car. "See, Cancer intuition!" You laughed at his enthusiasm over correctly guessing the sex of your baby.

"I think that was just wishful thinking." You joked. "You didn't do anything."

"No, I'm definitely psychic."

"Okay then Mister-Psychic-Intuition. Will he be a Virgo or a Libra?"

He tapped his chin as he thought over your question. You knew he wasn't as into this stuff as you were, but he still devoted a lot of effort into his prediction.

"I think he'll be a Leo." He answered as he drove out of the parking lot.

"Do you want to go tell your dad now?" You asked. His eyes lit up at the sound of your question and immediately changed course to his dad's house. "Great!"

Mirio didn't even knock and wait to be let in. He saw the light on, noted that his father was home, and used his key to let the two of you in as quickly as possible.

"Dad!" He called from the doorframe. In all his excitement, he nearly forgot to remove his shoes. Mirio's dad scrambled to his feet from where he was sitting on the couch, believing that his son was in some kind of danger. "No sit back down, we're going to play a game."

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, don't worry. But sit down, it's game time."

He sat down, but remained both concerned and confused as his son sat across from him, prompting you to do the same.

"How are you?" You asked him.

"Just fine, thank you (Y/N). How about yourself?"

"I'm great, thank you. Do you have any exciting plans for this weekend?"

"Not really. I have errands to run but nothing else on the agenda. What about yourse-"

"I FOUND THEM!" Mirio shouts from upstairs. You hardly thought to ask where he had gone to, instead making polite conversation with his father. Your husband barrelled down the stairs a moment later, triumphantly holding up his old headphones from when he was in high school. "I thought I left them here!" Mirio wastes no time in running him through the rules of the whisper challenge and putting the headphones over his ears with music playing loud enough to block out what you were saying. Mirio looked at you then back at him with a big smile. He and his dad flashed each other a thumbs up.

"Can you hear me?" You asked. No response. "Okay good start." You then turned to Mirio. "Can I film this?" You asked, although you didn't wait for an answer before you pulled your phone out and opened the camera.

"You're going to be a grandparent." Mirio stated, doing his best to annunciate every syllable.

"Do you want spinach?" His dad guessed. Mirio shook his head.

"You're going to be a grandparent." You echoed.

"Shorts? Do you want to wear shorts?"

"You are going to be a grandfather."

"You want me to what?"

Your husband shook his head and decided to take over.

"You are" Mirio stated.

"You are" His dad repeated. You both nodded encouragingly.

"Going"

"Going"

You both nodded again.

"To be"

"Crazy! You are going crazy." He guessed. Mirio sighed and shook his head.

"You are going to"

"To! You are going to!"

"Be a"

"Be! You are going to be."

"A grandfather." Mirio finished.

"A- a grandfather! You are going to be a grandfather!" You both nodded excitedly. He repeated to himself. "You are going to be a grandfather. You are- I'm going to be a grandfather?" He pulled the headphones off his ears. "I'm going to be a grandfather?"

"You're going to be a grandfather!" Mirio repeated excitedly. You pulled the ultrasound photos from your jacket pocket and handed them to his dad. "In a few months you get to meet your grandson!" He added, voice shaky from holding back tears.

"You're kidding me!" His dad added, holding back tears of his own. "You're not kidding?" You shook your head. He stood up and engulfed you both in a hug, no longer trying to hold back his tears.

"I'm due somewhere between September 13th and September 22nd."

"Although I think the baby will come a couple weeks early." Mirio added with a soft smile.

And just as he predicted earlier that day, he was right.

#did it need to be this long? no ma'am but i did it anyways! #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha imagines #mha x reader #toogata mirio #mirio x reader #mirio togata x reader #togata mirio #togata mirio x reader #togata x reader #pronouns used: she/her/hers

[glamorizingchaos]

Green Ribbons and Silver Pistols

Wild West AU Jack Daniels x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Rating: T

Warnings: Some Angst, mentions of guns, mentions of a previous relationship with a women but reader is GN. Please let me know if I missed any!

Summary: After hunting bounties, Jack decides to spend the night in a small town. There he is reminded of the past he's trying to get away from.

A/N: So I wanted to try my hand at a Writer Wednesday! (I know I’m late but let’s pretend it’s Wednesday yeah?) They always sound fun. Let me know if you don’t want to be tagged in this stuff! I wrote this pretty quickly so sorry if there are any mistakes.

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Jack’s hands tightened on the worn leather reins; the rough leather cracked from wear and tear. It had been a long few weeks. He could feel the weight of the coin purse tied to his waist as he rode towards the small town. This job was easier than most, he didn’t have to kill anyone this time. The petty robber barely put up a fight when Jack came bursting through the door and dragged his ass down to the local sheriff. Nope, the poor son of a bitch just trudged along behind Jack’s horse with barely a word.

So all things considered it was a good day. He had warm food in his belly and an easy job that gave him just enough silver to last through winter. Yet he still felt the familiar slump in his shoulders. The frown didn’t leave his face. All that coin he earned was from taking non-stop jobs. Anything he could find, any bounty big or small. Anything that pulled him away from home, where everything just reminded him of her. It’s been a year but he still can’t seem to shake her. She chose someone else. She didn’t want you. Move on.

But everywhere he went she was there. He couldn’t get away from her sweet smiles and contagious laughter. So he left. More like fled like a thief in the night, nary a word to anyone. Just a thunder of hoofbeats and a flap of his long dark coat in the cool night air.

The sun started to set and Jack continued west towards a small town to rest for the evening. The comforting lull of his horse's trot brought memories crashing over his senses; The feeling of the warm sun shining on his face, the sound of a soft melody on the breeze, a green ribbon nestled in a bundle of messy chestnut curls. He reached out to wrap a curl around his finger, but they slipped through his fingertips as quickly as the memories came.

Jack shook his head to clear his thoughts. His thoughts turned as cold as the evening air. That was a long time ago. That’s not my life anymore. With a squeeze of his thighs, he was off towards the flickering lights of the town. Away from his past. Far away.

As he strolled through the town he spotted the livery on the south side of the town. Hidden away from the ruckus of the saloons, brothels, and inns. The town is rife with travelers passing through and businessmen hoping to get fat on their coins.

Jack slowly lowered himself from the saddle, his back and legs sore. He paid the stable hand for a night and watched as the boy led his horse to her stall for the night. His horse is the one thing Jack took with him from his old life, he left everything else behind. She was a beautiful, haughty bay with a small white star on her forehead. During the day the sun made her body shine and the dapples that covered her body could be seen. She was clever and fierce, but as loyal as they come (as long as you had plenty of peppermints.)

Jack left the livery with his saddlebags in tow and headed towards the quietest inn he could find.

—

Jack slept well into the early afternoon the next day. Three weeks of non-stop riding, camping, and hunting takes a toll. He wasn’t exactly a spring chicken anymore. He picked up the porcelain pitcher and poured water into its matching basin. He quickly splashed water on his face and neck before leaning over to gather his shave kit. His face was getting a bit too prickly for his liking. So he lathered up the brush with soap and carefully spread it across his face and neck. He methodically dragged the straight razor across his tan skin until he was happy with the results. After he was done, Jack gave himself a good look in the mirror. Even though he slept in the bags under his eyes were still prominent. More wrinkles were forming around his eyes and lines on his forehead. When did I get so old? He thought to himself. With a sigh, he rolled up his shave kit and got dressed.

He stopped at the saloon to scarf down some bacon, eggs, and coffee before going to the general store. The bacon was burnt and the coffee was bitter, but it wasn’t cold canned beans or hardtack so he wasn’t complaining. The owner of the general store was chipper and greeted Jack with exuberance. The man was scrawny and had a bushy grey mustache and matching beard that covered most of his face, and was all too excited to spend Jack’s money.

Eventually, Jack was able to tear himself away from the general store and head over to the livery. He walked in but no one was there and his horse was not in her stall. His hand went to rest on one of his pistols and he quickly moved outside to look around. He soon found her standing tied to the hitching post in the back. They must’ve groomed her for me, Jack rolled his shoulders and stalked over to the horse.

He had expected to see the stable boy tending to his horse but what he found was a little girl, no older than seven, standing on a block braiding his horse's mane. Not only that, she was braiding a bright emerald green ribbon into it.

Jack couldn’t stop the yell before it left his throat. The little girl jumped with a cry and immediately detangled her hands from the mane. “What do you think you’re doing? Where are your parents?” Jack’s tone was harsh. Maybe a bit too harsh. Tears welled up in the girl's big blue eyes and he immediately felt a pang in his chest. It's not her fault. She's just a little girl who saw a pretty horse. “Shhh. I’m sorry for yelling’ darlin’. Where are your folks?” Jack eased his voice back to a soft tone.

Just then the stable boy rounded the corner, he probably heard Jack’s outburst. “Lilliana! You know you ain’t supposed to mess with the horses! Go home.” The boy yelled to the little girl who must be his sister. “NOW.” Jack watched as the little girl skittered off the block and around the barn. “I am so sorry Mister. My sister just likes to play with the horses, I can take that out-”

Jack stops him with a raised hand, “It's fine. I gotta get movin’.” The boy nods his head and rushes off to get Jack’s tack.

—

Jack spent time double-checking the saddlebags and tack before setting off. He reached under and cinched the girth of the saddle, making sure it was secure. He clambered up into the saddle and with a nod to the stable boy he was off.

About a mile out of town Jack’s eyes couldn’t help but wander to the half-finished braid. The emerald ribbon shining in the late afternoon sun against the dark black hair. He reached out with one hand and grabbed the end of the ribbon. He gently rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, he felt the smooth fabric and the coarse hair. He was lost in thought for a moment, just staring at the ribbon, his eyes unfocused and staring through the thin cloth.

Jack was yanked from his thoughts when he heard the cock of a gun behind him. He froze, dropping the ribbon back down to lay on his horse’s neck. He slowly tried to lower his hand down to the rifle attached to the front of his saddle, “Don’t even try it.” The voice behind him was firm and cold.

“Get off the horse. Slowly. Any funny business and there will be lead in between your eyes.” Jack obeyed the order. He raised his hands above his head and clumsily slid out of the saddle. He turned around slowly to face whatever bandit had him at gunpoint. His eyes widened as he saw you standing with a pistol pointed directly at him.

A smirk blossomed on your face, “Hiya handsome.”

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[bangchanstudio]

Never Have I Ever | Changbin (3/?)

pairing: seo changbin x reader (fem)

genre: university au, awkward friends to ? something more? smut, house party

tw: sex, attempted date rape (spiked drink), mild panic attack, unprotected sex, penetration, cursing, praising, mild dom!changbin kink, oral sex (fem;receiving), fighting?

word count: 6.8k

ch.one | ch.two

synopsis: you’re forced to face Changbin after ghosting him for weeks, and things happen.

note: I suffered A LOT writing this so please SUFFER WITH ME. Shout out to sera aka @seraplantery​ for thirsting over changbin with me and his new fresh undercut as i wrote this 🥺 you the real one✨ again, i would love it if you let me know what you thought about this etc. i would love to interact more with those you read my fics!! 🥰 feel free to drop ideas or suggestions/requests in my inbox~ ps. if you would like to be added to the tag list for ✨NHIE✨ please let me know via inbox/message ❤️

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“Spill it, sister.” The way Hyunjin crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently reminded you of your mother when you were in high school, waiting for a confession after sneaking out to a party the night before with the guys.

Suddenly, the ramen hanging out of your mouth that linked to your chopsticks seemed one hundred times more interesting than looking at Jinnie. He was good at seeing through your lies but mostly because you were such a bad liar.

When your only response was a shrug, he let out an exaggerated sigh. “You’ve been acting sus for days now.”

“How?” You asked, still avoiding his gaze, sipping on your straw.

“Well, for starters, you’ve stopped pestering us about what happened at the party.” He eyed you up and down. “Did you remember?”

“Just that we watched a hot ass morning sex video.” You said wiggling your eyebrows. “Really, there’s nothing going on.”

That was a lie.

The only thing that was running through your mind most of the time these days was Changbin. Since that night you went to see him you couldn’t stop thinking about his touch. His skin. His lips. The way he tasted. Changbin got your number from Chan, but you were avoiding him. He wasn’t one to chase or push either, so when you didn’t reply to his first message he didn’t send another.

Chan already interrogated you about the night he walked in on you blowing Changbin, and asked why you haven’t talked to him. You could only assume Changbin told Chan you were ghosting him, and Chan knowing you like the back of his hand decided to mediate. You were grateful, because he never judged you for being an asshole or ghosting people. You were always like this and you had been told by many people that you were “too much”, but not Chan. That’s what made you love him and run to him. Even when you didn’t run to him because you were too self-conscious and didn’t want to annoy him, he’d go to you. Talking with Chan helped you realize you didn’t know anything at all and that it would all be okay regardless.

“You know what your problem is, (Y/N)?” Chan started two weeks after you went to see Changbin at his apartment.

“No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” You were laying upside down on your couch, feet hanging over the backrest next to Chan who was sitting upright typing away on his laptop.

“You avoid thinking about your feelings. Instead of trying to face them head on and figure them out, you just run away.”

Ouch. The truth of his words stung.

“Just slap me next time will ya?” He rolled his eyes at your remark.

“I’m serious.” He closed his laptop placing it on the coffee table before giving you his full attention taking your hand in his as if you were a child. “Look, you know I love you. I care about you and I want to see you happy. That’s why we need to figure this out together. Tell me, when you look at Changbin, what do you feel?”

That was a tough question to answer. “Do I really have to think about that?” You whined.

“Yes.” He said sternly in his dad voice. “We’re going to figure this out together because if not you’re just going to continue this vicious cycle forever and I won’t stand by it.”

Sighing, you closed your eyes trying to find something, anything that you could put into words.

The image of seeing Changbin for the first in over a year at Seungmin’s house party at the start of summer came rushing back. You were sitting at the bar table in the wide living room of Seungmin’s mansion in a champagne slip dress and red lips talking your half tipsy ass off with your girl friend when she gasped at a hot guy who walked in. The place was overflowing with bodies, the heat made your skin slightly damp and the music was loud. There was a mixture of cigarette smoke and the smell of booze flowing in the air, basically it smelled like a good time.

“Who’s that hottie coming in with Felix?” She had asked shouting over the DJ and pointing at the door with her free hand, drink in the other.

Your heart had stopped and the smile you had plastered on your face slowly faded as you saw Changbin walk in, leather jacket, hood up, hat covering his features, but you knew it was him. He was scanning the crowed, high-fiving and bro hugging Seungmin and Minho as they found him. Minho had turned to find you amongst the crowd and nodded your way, Changbin found you but turned away. He never went up to you that night and you didn’t either.

“I feel sad.” You admitted, voice only slightly above a whisper.

“That’s good, (Y/N). That’s a good place to start.”

[three days later]

“Another party?”

Everyone was gathered around in your apartment eating your food and playing video games.

“Yeah, my parents are going overseas again so it’s the perfect time. I think we all could use a good old fashion house party.” Seungmin, respectable Virgo though he may be, was notorious for his house parties. He always had the best DJ’s, the best drinks and most importantly a big house.

“God knows we need to let loose, especially (Y/N).” Felix smirked over at you wiggling his eyebrows, blocking the pillow you threw at him.

“Besides, it’ll be funner this time since Changbin is back and we’ve been hanging out.” The room went quiet at Jeongin’s comment, just the video game sounding in the background “Oh… was I not suppose to say that?”

“Just focus on your game the grown ups are talking.” Hyunjin hushed the younger boy. “Everything is set to go we just need to go shopping.”

“We?” Everything sounded amazing except parties meant socializing, dressing up and being in public. You had a love hate relationship with parties, about as much as you had a love hate relationship with everything else in life.

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The weekend came faster than you could have hoped for and that mean the party did too. All you could think about was how you planned to avoid Changbin, though it shouldn’t be too hard in a house that big. You did it once before. The truth was, maybe you were scared to genuinely fall for him, just as he had said he was afraid of falling of falling for you. The only thing you knew how to do when you were unsure of anything was to run away.

Chan was right and you knew it. Your flight instinct was all you were good at but even you knew it would be your downfall eventually.

“Wear this. From your bestest friend in the whole wide world – Jinnie”

Hyunjin stopped by while you were in the shower and shouted a quick goodbye, reminding you to not be “late” to the party before rushing back out in less than a minute. You pulled your towel closer to your cold body before opening the top of the box and pulling out a really short, strappy, silk red slip dress.

“Does he want me to die of hypothermia?” you mumbled to yourself before doing your hair and make up. All the while constantly checking your phone to keep tabs on Chan’s eta. The best you could do was curl your hair and do some basic face makeup since you loved striking more with red lips rather than heavy eyes. Since the party had a rave vibe you opted for a way heavier highlight than normal and sprinkled a bit of body glitter along your collarbones and shoulders.

“(Y/N), I’m here !” Chan’s voice rang out as you heard him shuffling from the entrance to your room.

“Are you rea– damn girl, who are you?” He stopped dead in his tracks taking you in from head to toe.

“Fuck, this is too slutty right?” You turned from your long mirror to face Chan.The dress fit you well enough, but it was so short and low cut you thought your boobs would fall out at one wrong move, not that you had much to begin with, but this dress sure made it seem like you had a decent amount of cleavage. “Shit, I need to find something else to wear. I swear Hyunjin just wants to make me look like–”

“No! Don’t you dare, you look amazing, you are totally wearing that tonight. Just take a good coat so you don’t get sick.” Just like Chan to nag, you couldn’t help but laugh at his comment.

By the time you both made it to the party it was close to 10pm, definitely late. The taxi left you at the gate at the bottom of a small hill. Making your way up you were grateful you opted for a pair of black boots instead of heels. There were a lot of people making their way up to the house and people spilling out of the house as you got closer. The bass could be heard since you stepped out of the taxi and the closer you got the sounds of chatter, heavy laughter and shouting got louder. Crowds made you nervous but holding on to Chan’s arm made you feel better. After a few drinks you wouldn’t be as nervous or anxious. Alcohol had a way of numbing just about anything.

Stepping into the house the heat of bodies welcomed you, almost immediately encouraging you to take off your coat before handing it to Chan who in turn put it, along with his in the hallway closet. You were familiar enough with Seungmin’s house to be able to use certain areas of his place that would otherwise be deemed unappropriated for others.

“Welcome, welcome friends.” Seungmin said greeting you and Chan with a hug. Hyunjin and Felix followed close behind.

“Wow, (Y/N) that dress looks so much better than I imagined!” Hyunjin didn’t trust your sense of taste when it came to party or club attire so he had the habit of picking things up for you ever since you all started partying and clubbing together junior and senior year of high school.

Felix handed you a drink with a sympathetic look, maybe your nervous were louder on your face than you realized. You looked around the crowd trying to see if you could spot Changbin’s figure but by the looks of it he wasn’t here. Even though you were avoiding him, your heart still sank a little.

Get it together, you scolded yourself.

Before you knew it you found yourself on the dance floor passing between Hyunjin, Felix and a couple of strangers. Drinks and shots started to blur as your nervous melted and you started to feel slightly dizzy at the heat and bass filling your chest. The black lights made everything neon and colorful, there were even bubble machines that left residue of shimmer on everyone’s hair, face and body as they burst.

“Whoa– whoa!” Hyunjin shouted as you grinded your ass on a guy, making you laugh and push the stranger away before turning back to Hyunjin, throwing your arms around his neck and his hanging lazily on your hips. Felix had gone off somewhere, probably the bathroom. “Do you think Changbin will show up?”

You shrugged, not wanting to ruin the fun you were having. “Who knows.”

Eventually, you found yourself alone on the dance floor still as Hyunjin went to look for Felix, probably to do other things with him.

The vibrations of the song were filling you when you felt a pair of hands grab your waist letting you know someone was there, but you couldn’t see who since they were behind you. You let your body lean back into the stranger swaying to the song coming out of the loud speakers. He felt strong and warm though he reeked of weed which immediately turned you off, but you didn’t leave him enjoying his body instead.

“Let’s grab a drink.” The stranger said, grabbing your wrist and leading you off the dance floor, weaving you through the crowd. He wasn’t half bad looking, though, the thought came to you like second nature... but he wasn’t Changbin.

You leaned against the bar, letting the coolness of the marble run up the length of your arms, without thinking you placed your forehead down the bar top to cool off a bit. It felt good against your hot skin and the heat of the room.

“Here you go.” The stranger said handing you the drink with a cocky smile.

You thanked him raising the drink to your lips. He had a dark glint in his eyes that made you hesitate. “Fuck!” You shouted as someone grabbed the wrist you were holding your drink with, jerking it away.

“What the fuck did you put in this?” It was Changbin. You froze as he grabbed the glass out of your hand, still holding onto you. He shoved the glass in the guys face, “Drink it.”

“No way, I got that for her.” He said disgust in his voice, knocking the glass out of Changbin’s hand. It shattered on the floor, but you hardly heard a thing over the loud music that was playing. “What? Is she your bitch?”

“She’s not a bitch and what she is to me is none of your fucking business.” Changbin got between you and the guy, shoving his chest.

Fuck, this was not good. You desperately looked around for Chan or Jisung, anyone that could stop Changbin better than you could. You’d seen him in enough fights to know this wouldn’t end well. Of all the good qualities Changbin had, holding back was not one of them.

“What the fuck man, I was just trying to have a little fun.” The guy shoved Changbin back, though it didn’t have much effect since Changbin had a pretty solid build.

“’A little fun’ by what? By spiking a girls drink? You must be one desperate piece of shit if you can’t get a single girl to sleep with you of their own free will.” Changbin’s words made you go cold.

Did he spike your drink when you weren’t looking?

“No, it’s just funner when their helpless.” The guy retorted.

You could feel the rage boil up in Changbin and spill over seconds before he threw his fist connecting it with the guy’s jaw, sending him stumbling into a crowd. The guy couldn’t recover before Changbin grabbed him by the collar throwing him on the ground and shoving a knee into his chest hitting him again and again.

“You low life piece of shit, I hope you rot in hell.” He said between every punch.

Fuck, fuck, fuck where the hell was everyone when you needed them?! You desperately wanted Changbin to stop fighting. The fact that they had garnered a crowd of on lookers but no one was stepping in annoyed you.

“Changbin, stop!” You pleaded but when he didn’t respond you grabbed his arm just as he was bracing to throw it again, “Please, stop!”

Changbin tensed as he turned to face you, his eyes were scary.. on fire with rage. Your eyes must have been desperate because you could feel his anger slowly start to dissipate. For a moment it was as if everything went quiet and all you could hear was your breathing and heartbeat pounding in your ears.

The stranger seized the moment and opening to escape from under Changbin’s hold and book it into the crowd shoving a few people out of the way.

“Fuck.” Changbin mumbled watching the guy run off, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

He helped you to your feet before taking you by the hand and leading you around the bar and up the grand stairwell. His pace was a little faster than what you normally walked and with the alcohol running rampant in your veins you stumbled and struggled to keep up with him, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was gripping your hand so tight you knew even if you tripped enough to fall, he would catch you.

The hallway lead off to various rooms and people were piling around room entrances and playing various games from drinking games to board games. The bass still sounded throughout the house, but you could hear a little more clearly from up here.

“Get the fuck out,” Changbin pulled you into Seungmin’s room where two people were making out on his couch. “Now.” He ordered.

The couple glanced at each other but did as they were told, which was good on their part. Changbin was scary when he was mad. You were dreading whatever was about to happen because he pulled you away from the crowd probably to scold you for almost getting yourself drugged.

The couple left closing the door behind them leaving you in a dim lit room with Changbin angrily pacing back and forth.

“You are so reckless!” Changbin’s voice made you flinch. You know he didn’t mean to, but he still needed to learn how to control his anger. “Why would you take a drink from someone you don’t know?”

All you could do was wrap your arms around yourself and avoid Changbin’s eyes. You felt like you could melt under his gaze, or burn.

“There are bad guys out there, (Y/N), just waiting for you to let your guard down enough so they can take advantage of you.” He was saying it with good intentions but that still didn’t make you any less angry about it.

“So, what the hell am I suppose to do then? Just not go out? Not drink or have any fun?” Your argument was weak but you hated being pushed around. Especially by Seo Changbin.

“That’s not the point, (Y/N) and you know it.” He stopped pacing taking an abrupt step towards you, your back hit the wall. He took another step cornering you in.

From this close you could smell his cologne, warm and musky. His chest was rising higher than normal, his anger still evident in his eyes and the way he set his jaw. Damn he looks so hot... wait shut up this is not the right time, you tried shaking the thought away but Changbin hit the wall next to your head making you jump.

“Look at me.” His voice was strained.

“Make me.” You challenged, the words leaving your lips before you could filter them out as this is a really bad idea, don’t say that.

He grabbed your jaw fingers digging into your cheeks forcing you to meet his gaze. It annoyed you how much that turned you on, you squeezed your eyes shut trying to control your lust.

“Do you like it when I get rough with you, is that it?” Changbin squeezed a little tighter until you opened your eyes meeting his. Fuck, was all you could think.

“Maybe.” You replied raising an eyebrow. “Maybe I just want to see you go insane.” 

His dark laugh made you tremble.

“You know what drives me insane?” He sneered, “The fact that we had one decent, open conversation and then you ghost me like a fucking stranger you met off Tinder.”

To be fair, you knew it was coming. You shoved him off, crossing the room before slumping down on the couch, kicking your boots off and crossing one leg over the other so you wouldn’t flash him by accident.

He watched you from across the room as you noticeably gathered your thoughts before starting, “I.. I didn’t mean to do that.”

Changbin threw his head back in disbelief laughing before angrily asking if you were serious. You didn’t reply which seemed to only set him off even more. He crossed the large room in three strides before sitting down on the coffee table right in front of you leaning forward, elbows on his knees, face resting in his hands; but you didn’t flinch or shrink away this time.

“Then why did you do that to me?” His voice was lower now, his eyes were closed as if he was struggling just to say those words. As if he was trying to hid the hurt that was laced in that question.

“Because I wanted you to feel the same hurt that I felt when you abandoned me.” The words stumbled out of your mouth again before you could stop them.

You both froze.

It’s not something you consciously had thought out, but as soon as you said it you realized that was it. That was the real reason you were avoiding him, you wanted to get back at him. You wanted him to feel the same pain and loneliness you did when he left. Of what could have been but wasn’t.

“That’s fair.” Changbin concluded before straightening his back. “I don’t blame you.”

You sized him up trying to find any trace that he was lying, but he seemed a little more relaxed now. His shoulders were slack, his breathing was normal, eyes serious.

“Really?”

He nodded. “There is one thing though.” He said placing his hand on your knee before pushing it off your other leg. “I haven’t repaid you for that one time at the apartment.”

Your eyes widened as he pushed your legs apart. “Wh–what are you doing?”

He smirked at your sudden shyness. “I told you. Paying you back.”

“No, no it’s okay, I swear, just don’t mention it.” You clumsily shot up before stepping a safe distance away suddenly cursing yourself for being barefoot.

He laughed with his whole chest before standing up straight. “Come on, you were not this shy sucking me off.”

Your cheeks were burning, you were positive your face was the same color as your dress. Changbin made his way over to you, pushing your hair back behind your shoulder. The closeness of his body, the way his eyes made trails down your neck and collarbones made you tremble again, you tried crossing your arms to keep yourself still.

He noticed you shaking.

“Hey, (Y/N), it’s really okay if you don’t want to. I would never do anything you weren’t comfortable with.” His voice was soft, worried.

“It’s not that,” You trailed off averting your gaze. “It’s just I’ve never been... You know.”

“Never what?” He raised his eyebrow in that way that said, I don’t believe you,”I know you’re not a virgin.”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, “Of course not, I mean the,” You flailed with your hand trying to get the point across without explicitly saying it, “I’ve never.. you know.”

Realization dawned on his features, “Oh... you’ve never been eaten out?”

“Fuck, yes, Changbin. That. God.” The fact that he said it out loud made you even more shy.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered.” He said before pinching your cheek and biting his lip.

“This room’s taken.” Changbin called as a couple walked in barely keeping each other on their feet. He shoved them out before closing and locking the door behind them.

“Changbin!” You squeaked as he rushed back over to you, picking you up off the ground and carrying you to the bed before tossing you easily on it. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, one you hadn’t seen in a very long time.

“Who let you wear this dress?” He asked pulling at it teasingly; undressing you with his eyes.

“Jinnie bought it for me.” You replied. He took off his jacket, the sleeves of his black shirt were cut off revealing his biceps. “Been working out?” You asked not hiding your want anymore.

“Like what you see?” Changbin asked before pulling your legs towards him so your bum was at the end of the mattress.

You nodded, biting the tip of your finger as you gazed up at him. He ran his hands up your calves and thighs before tugging you a little closer to the edge.

“When did you get so buff?” You asked half teasing. He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, you know just looking out for my health.”

“Sure.” You rolled your eyes laughing.

There was silence as Changbin took you in again, staring down at you, his face unreadable as always. “Would it be okay if we forgot everything for a little while?”

His words made you catch your breath in your chest. Your fingertips grazed his hands on your thighs, slowly back and forth before nodding hesitantly, “That sounds fun” You breathed.

Changbin smiled before slipping his hands under your dress and slowly pulled down your lacy black panties. He got on his knees and spread your legs open, the motion made you squeeze your eyes shut squeaking in the process, covering your face with your hands.

“Ah, what? Don’t tell me you’re still shy.” Changbin laughed before placing small kisses on the inside of your thighs, switching between the two. There was a soft romantic song playing in the distance, so you tried to focus on it to calm your increasing heartbeat as Changbin kissed and sucked small spots on your sensitive skin.

His breath was warm as were his lips and his hands felt like they were burning on your thighs. It wasn’t long until you felt your body longing for more of him. He noticed the way your breathing started to come slightly quicker, the way your legs started to unconsciously shake with want and desire. He saw the way you bit your lip trying to keep yourself from making any sound, and the way you covered your eyes with your arm, hand clenched into a fist.

He smirked wanting to make you break.

“Oh, my god.” You breathed as you felt his tongue trace along your folds. You trembled at his warm touch. He liked the way you looked from this point of view and the way you tasted on his tongue.

His mouth found your clit and you let out a “Fuck,” as he drew circles with his tongue, the sensation sending waves of pleasure that you had never felt before. It was so much better than touching yourself. He went between licking you up and circling your clit occasionally sucking on it making you whimper.

“That feels so so good,” Your hands found their way into his hair pushing it out of his eyes, he looked sexy from here.

“I’m glad you like it,” He hummed still at your core, the vibrations of his voice against your clit making you shake.

You could feel the heat starting to rise, the way that familiar knot was forming in your core. 

But suddenly, you remembered the guy on the dance floor. The way he smelled of weed, the way he pushed his body against your back. The way he lead you off the dance floor and handed you the drink. The drink you almost drank, the one he drugged to... 

The sensation hit you like a truck after a few minutes and you could feel the pleasure start to change into something else, your breathing was coming out faster and heavier. The walls of the room started to close in and you felt like you might pass out. Your thighs were trembling and Changbin had to hold them open to keep you from trying to close them.

“Changbin I– I– fuck, I–,” you couldn’t form a coherent sentence and panic started to rise in your chest. There were black dots starting to dance across your vision, you felt claustrophobic, “Shit, it’s really heavy. Changbin, please,”

 “Please what?” He asked, noticing panic in your voice. But you couldn’t speak all you could do was clench his hair making him stop.

“I– I need to catch my breath.” Fuck why were you panicking now. You sat up clenching your chest trying to focus your breathing. Changbin was sitting back on his knees, he grabbed your face between his hands trying to get you to focus on him.

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay just look at me. Focus on me.” His eyes and voice were calm but you felt a small part of you unraveling. Your chest hurt from how hard you were trying to breath, you tried closing your eyes but Changbin got your attention again, “No, (Y/N) look at me, keep focusing on me. I’m here. I’m real.”

Your eyes desperately searched his face trying to center yourself.

“The guy fro–from be–before, I– I’m having a p–anic attack,” You chocked out trying to at least tell him what was happening. It wasn’t the first time he saw you panic, but it had been a very long time.

“Okay, baby, don’t worry I’m right here. Just breathe. Can you tell me five things you can see? Come on, just five little things.” You could only see a small glint of desperation in his eyes.

“H–hair,” You chocked out looking at his dark hair, “Eyes,” His eyes that felt like home...

“That’s great, baby, really great. Three more. Just tell me three more little things you see.” Changbin encouraged, hands warm against your cheeks.

“Nose” that you loved to pinch when you would tease him in high school, “Cheeks,” they were flushed, “Lips,” they were soft and still wet from eating you out, your eyes stayed there.

“Great. Now four things you can touch.”

Your breathing was still heavy but you were a tiny bit calmer. You touched the bed for a few seconds, your dress, his hair and his hands on your face.

“Three things you can hear.” He continued calmly, voice like honey.

You concentrated, “rain, piano, your breathing.”

“Two things you can smell.”

“Beer and... your cologne.” Your eyes were closed but you were almost in complete control again.

“That’s amazing baby, now tell me one thing you can taste,”

“Dos XX.” You opened your eyes, he was smiling softly. “Damn it, Changbin I’m so sorry.”

You felt so guilty for freaking out like that. It was something that was out of your control but you still felt guilty and week for letting it overtake you like that. Especially now of all moments.

Changbin stayed on his knees looking up at you. You felt so embarrassed. Why did that have to happen now, you cursed yourself again. It had been months since your last panic attack but something about the way that guy tried to drug you made you lose your mind.

You pulled Changbin’s arm tugging him to join you on the bed. “Can you hug me for a bit, please?”

He chuckled before kicking off his shoes and climbing onto the bed. He pulled your body back with him as he sat up right against the headboard. His arms were wrapped tightly around your waist as you settled between his legs. He rested his chin on your shoulder half mumbling half singing the lyrics to I will follow you into the dark and swaying you gently. You closed your eyes relaxing against his chest, feeling the vibrations as he sang the sweet words into your ear. You felt at home in his arms, they were strong and safe. Like a fortress.

After a while of being like this you shifted in his embrace enough to where you could look up at him.

“What?” He asked half worried half smiling.

“Thank you for saving me. Or well, not saving me but you know... saving me. I didn’t realize the guy was a total scumbag. I should have been more careful.” You looked down fiddling with your fingers.

Changbin was quiet for a long time before responding. “If you let me be near you again, I promise I will always keep you safe.”

You met his gaze again. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, yes, I like you. A lot, actually. But I understand if you don’t want to be with me in that way or at least not right now, but it would be really great if we could try being friends again.. like before.”

Like before.

That’s all you had ever wanted. Was to go back to how things had been before, but you weren’t sure if that was even possible anymore. So much at had changed, everything was different. You were different.

“Can we go back to forgetting everything... Just for a little while longer?” You asked placing your hand on his neck, pulling his lips down to yours. You felt tired from the panic attack, but you need to feel something. Something that would replace the fear.

“Are you sure this is okay?” Changbin asked, he was hesitating against your lips.

You nodded pulling him into a kiss, your hands getting lost in his hair. Everything seemed to rush, the way your teeth teased his lips and his yours. The way you shifted yourself to lay down on your back pulling Changbin on top of you as you did. The way his hands slipped under your dress feeling your cold skin, and yours tugging his shirt desperately. You pulled the shirt over his head tossing it to the side before he went back to your lips shoving his tongue into your mouth. You could still taste yourself on his tongue and you blushed.

“I really want you to fuck me.”

Changbin chocked at your comment before laughing, “Damn, you can be really bold sometimes. I like it.”

He wasted no time unbuckling his belt buck, he looked so sexy doing it biting his lip, he knew what he could do to you. Changbin discarded the rest of his clothes and pulled your dress off surprised to see you weren’t wearing a bra.

“What?” You teased.

“Nothing, you’re just really hot.” His lips were hot on your chest, trailing down your stomach and back up again. His hands massaging your boobs before taking one in his mouth, he nibbling on your nipple the sensation making you whimper.

You pulled him by his hair back up to your lips, your legs wrapping around his bare waist pulling his naked body to yours.

“If you make me wait any longer I’m going to go crazy,” You whined pouting at Changbin making him laugh. “Oh, fuck,” he said shaking his head, “I don’t have a condom, I forgot my wallet at home...” At this point you were so turned on you just wanted to hit him, but you needed him so desperately. 

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill. Either way, I trust you.” You looked at him as you consented, before pulling his body closer to yours. The tip of his throbbing cock was teasing your entrance and you whined pushing your hips to get closer to him.

Changbin tsked, “You’re so impatient baby girl.”

“I need you, I don’t want to feel afraid anymore.” You didn’t care that the words sounded dumb or selfish, it was the truth.

“You don’t need to be afraid with me around.” He hummed into your neck brushing his head against your cheek, his hair was soft and smelled of mint. “I’ll keep you safe.” his words gave you chills.

“I know that, Changbin.” You didn’t, but you wanted to.

He slowly pushed his tip into your entrance making you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Look at me,” Changbin said grabbing your jaw in the way that was starting to feel familiar. “I want you to know that it’s me, that it’s me and no one else.”

You picked up on what he was hinting at, because there were things he noticed that you didn’t. Like what may or may not trigger another panic attack. He was right, so you kept your eyes open, watching as his face scrunched up as he pushed himself into your pussy stretching you out.

“Oh, fuck that’s tight.” He groaned, voice raspy and deep. “Fuck.”

He waited for you to adjust before continuing to move slowly in and out. You were still slick from before, so even though he filled you up it felt so good. The way he kissed your neck, and left love marks made you whine and tell him how much you had always wanted to do this.

“How many times have you thought about fucking me?” He asked, sitting back on his knees and pulling your waist higher to fuck you at a better angle. These types of positions always made you a little self conscious since he had a full frontal view, but you felt safe under his gaze.

“Too many to count.” You admitted laughing before moaning as he picked up the pace in time to the song that was playing downstairs. The friction felt like heaven and you felt the butterflies in your stomach start to turn into little knots. “Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

“Since the day I met you,” Changbin confessed between moans. “Fuck (Y/N) you feel so fucking good.”

“Changbin,” You moaned his name, eyes rolling back shut. You arched your back slightly as he pounded into you, the increased pace was making you feel hotter. “Fuck, if I would have known you were this good I would have asked you to fuck me sooner.”

He laughed at your vulgar comment, “Where? Like at the hide out?” He slammed into you again making you curse, your walls starting to clench around his cock.

“Yeah, that would have been really fun.” You found his hand and squeezed it. “Shit, I’m getting really close.” “Don’t worry baby you can cum whenever you want.” His words made you go crazy, and he praised you telling you how well you were doing. He pulled your legs up over his shoulder and bottoming you out with each and every thrust.

“Changbin, don’t stop.” You moaned as the sound of his skin slapping yours echoed louder and louder, Changbin’s breathing was hitching and you knew he was about to cum too. “Fuck,” The knots in your stomach turned into heatwaves as you released onto Changbin, he slammed into you harder and faster the friction making you see stars.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Changbin moaned your name as he came in you, his hot white liquid filling you up and you loved the way it felt. “Shit.”

He fell on your chest letting your legs rest on either side of him, you both struggled to catch your breath but the sound was sweet in your ears. Changbin kept telling you how beautiful you looked in this mess and how amazing you felt. You ran your fingers through his wet hair, admiring his beautiful features as he rested on your chest.

“Hands down,” Changbin breathed, swallowing his spit to hydrate his dry throat, “My favorite.”

You waited for him to finish his thought but he didn’t.

“Your favorite what?” You probed, putting your arm on your forehead still coming down from your high.

“Oh, my favorite sex round.” He said still breathing heavy, laughing. The sound echoing in your chest.

“Yeah, it was pretty fucking amazing.” You agreed. Changbin pulled himself out of you slowly before settling next to you pulling you close. You rested your head on his chest hearing his heartbeat return to normal, the sound bringing you peace.

His hand traced the curve of your waist, and he did that for long time.

Eventually you both fell asleep and sometime through the night, decided to just keep sleeping getting comfortable under the covers and Changbin’s skin pressed against yours.

It was the first night in a long time where you felt like you actually rested well. The morning light woke you and for a few seconds you started to panic, until you saw Changbin’s sleeping face next to yours. Then you remembered the night before, and the amazing things you felt. You calmed your heart and snuggled back into his chest.

“Mm?” he mused lightly.

“Shh, sorry for waking you.” You whispered wrapping your arms around him tightly. He chuckled and fell back asleep in seconds.

That was until Seungmin walked through the door and started yelling every curse word in the book, “What the fuck do you guys think you’re doing in my bed. Wait, fuck, what the hell did you guys do in my bed? Don’t tell me you fucking had sex in my bed that is so fucking gross. Ew! I hate you guys, we’re not friends anymore, get the hell out of my house and wash the damn sheets before you leave I’m telling Chan on you guys..” Seungmin stormed out of the room continuing his rant.

You and Changbin exchanged looks before bursting out laughing.

“I really hope this doesn’t turn into an everyday thing when we have sex.” Changbin said whipping a tear from his eye from laughing so hard. First Chan and now Seungmin.

You prayed to the gods the same thing.

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Astrological signs for Anakin Skywalker!

I mostly just focused on the signs and planets, not on the houses that they fell into, so there may be some inconsistencies! I might change these later the more I learn, but this is just for fun! Here is my take on Anakin! (with some minor Obi-Wan analysis for comparison!) Read Obi-Wan’s interpretation here. Edit: I changed Anakin’s moon!

Before I get into this, I want to explain the elements and the modes: Air = thoughts/intellect Earth = materialism/pragmatism Water = emotion/spiritualism Fire = Action/Instinct 

Cardinal = initiative Fixed = stability Mutable = adaptability

Anakin has mostly Fire and Water, making him active and emotional. He has just enough air to give him an unconventional intellect. He is also Cardinal and Fixed dominant, which gives him initiative and stability (not often a word you would describe Anakin with!). He has a beautifully intense chart, this boy belongs in a Gothic novel. Lord Byron would be proud.

Scorpio Ascendant: The ascendant is our mask or ‘filter’. It is the first layer of our personality, what we show to people before they truly know us. Anakin processes the world around him through the lens of a Scorpio; with high emotional intensity and an almost psychic perception. He is reserved with most people around him, he keeps his guard up like a Scorpio. Most of the time he keeps quiet, letting Obi-Wan do the talking with his more chatty Libra Ascendant. Scorpio Ascendants also look very intense, and may come across as cold to people. Unlike Obi-Wan’s airy Libra, Scorpio has a very heavy presence, because it’s a fixed sign. It has the intensity of a black hole. 

He’s not going to budge an inch, until he knows that he’s safe around you. 

This is probably why Anakin comes across as a loner most of the time, even though this boy is like ‘im so lonely please love me i’m so lonely’. When people get to know Anakin better, and he lets his guard down, they get a glimpse of his core Aries self (Obi-Wan is very familiar with this side). 

Aries Sun: The Sun is the ‘core’ part of the personality. Anakin is an Aries Sun, a fiery cardinal sign, making him highly action-oriented. Anakin seems to have a lot of trouble staying still, always needing to do something with his body or work with his hands. He needs to see the fruits of his labors right now dammit.

Anakin often gets typed as a Scorpio Sun, however I think Scorpio, for all of its emotional volatility, can be frighteningly calculating. Scorpio Sun likes to hide in the shadows, waiting patiently for the perfect opportunity to strike. Anakin broods like a Scorpio, but he has the impatience of an Aries, and carries out most of his actions like an Aries.

His Aries Sun is very active, always on the move, acting on its feelings almost without thought. Anakin seems to be flying by the seat of his pants in most areas of life. He’s also naturally pretty fiery and competitive, having no issue with showing off. Anakin is restless, he has an urge to push boundaries and to experience everything. He’s very open, and his moon blends in easily with this. It’s this fire and action-oriented cardinal energy that has given him drive to become a Jedi, and probably his Aquarius/Scorpio that gives him the follow-through. Cardinal energy wants to lead, and Anakin is a natural-born leader. It comes more naturally to him than to Obi-Wan’s mutable Virgo!

Moon in Sagittarius Leo: The moon is our vulnerabilities, our emotions, and our maternal instinct. It is the side of ourselves that comes out when we are most comfortable. I thought that Anakin was a Sagittarius moon, since he seems given to sensory experiences. The more I saw how he interacted with Ahsoka, however, I’m starting to think he is in fact a Leo Moon. His emotions are wrapped in his pride. I remember the idea that Anakin wants more than what a Jedi’s life offers, even though he shouldn’t. He has strong desires. There is a nobility to Leo, fiercely protective of what it claims as its own. The way he tells Ahsoka he would never let anyone hurt her makes me think of a lion protecting its cub. Anakin is so fiercely protective of her, he sneers at the mere implication that Asajj sees a part of herself in her. With Padme, he wants to express his love in grand, dramatic gestures, probably in ways that he wishes he could show the whole world, but he can’t. He wants to save people who are suffering and right wrongs in a very grandiose manner. It feels like a divine calling, a narrative in which he is the main character, it is his purpose in life. This is how Anakin mothers the people he loves. Extreme, devout protection and gestures of adoration. Just think of a Lion’s majesty and ferocity, and you’ve got Anakin’s moon. 

Mercury in Aquarius: Mercury is all about how we understand things, think, and communicate. Anakin’s Aquarius Mercury is having a hard time breathing with all these fire and water signs around it. This is where Anakin’s unconventional thought patterns come from. Anakin will come up with a solution to a problem that is very unexpected. Anakin’s action-driven Sun, his possibility-driven Moon, and his forward-thinking Aquarius Mercury combine to make him a very daring pilot. Honestly it makes him very daring in many areas. His Aquarius Mercury is fascinated by tech and creating new things with it. He also doesn’t care much for social etiquette, and may even be amused by saying something blunt. He has a taste for innovation. Him and Obi-Wan having Mercury signs in air makes me think that’s why their banter is so amusing. They are both quick witted in this regard.

Venus in Scorpio: Venus rules romance, aesthetics, and taste. Oh boy, this is a doozy. Where do I start?

Having a water-based Venus is compatible with Obi-Wan’s water-based Moon. Water signs are compatible with other water-signs. However, there is a problem: Obi-Wan’s moon only comes out when he feels completely comfortable to do so. That happens extremely rarely. 

Anakin’s Venus is pulling at Obi-Wan’s Moon, demanding that Obi-Wan share a part of himself that Obi-Wan only shows when he feels absolutely safe to do so. Unfortunately, being a Jedi, it’s never safe to do so. Scorpio probes, which might even feel parasitic to Obi-Wan.  Obi-Wan will block it out, because it’s sensitive, it hurts. Anakin interprets this as a rejection, and thinks that he did something wrong, when it’s really just not the way Obi-Wan expresses his love (most of the time). That said, the detail-orientation of Obi-Wan’s Venus and his emotionally-psychic moon are extremely precise in detecting Anakin’s mood-changes and feelings.

(Obi-Wan’s Moon/Venus: “I love you but I don’t know how to deal with this.”)

Anakin’s love is raw. It is an all-consuming type of love, it’s like an addiction, a drug. Anakin wants to know the depths of someone’s soul, he wants to know someone’s deepest traumas and demons, to accept them and love them for all that they are, because ultimately that is what he craves for himself.

This kind of love is extremely intimidating to Obi-Wan’s gentle Virgo Venus and sensitive Cancer Moon. I don’t think Padme really knows how to deal with it either. I don’t think he’s shown all of it to her.

Scorpio Venus, along with his Scorpio Ascendant, makes Anakin very possessive and stubborn. This doesn’t mean that Scorpio Venuses are bad, only that they have an urge to take things to an extremely intense depth that most others don’t feel comfortable going to. Not everyone sees that as love. A Scorpio Venus has to learn that not everything has to go that deep, and that boundaries need to be respected.

On the plus side, you can probably tell your deepest secrets and insecurities to Anakin, and he won’t tell a soul. He’ll probably feel closer to you. 

Suspecting rejection, Anakin thinks he has to prove how much he loves someone, so that they don’t let him go. I think of the scene where Anakin gives his lightsaber to Padme, as a symbol of his life and love (I also suspect that Padme is probably a Cancer Ascendant, which would explain Anakin being drawn to her because she has a mothering, caring energy that he wants in love). Anakin doesn’t realize that he doesn’t have to go to these extreme lengths to prove that he loves someone, he doesn’t see that they already love him. He feels wrong and broken, and he wants someone who can heal his soul, when he really needs to look inwards and heal himself.

A Scorpio Venus can also take things very personally and become wrathful. Scorpio has a divine wrath, it is complete and utter destruction. Anakin is fire and ice, he burns everything to ash and freezes it over.

(Anakin’s Leo Moon/Scorpio Venus: “Why are you leaving me? What did I do wrong?”)

Losing someone he loves is death itself to him. When he speaks to Master Unduli about not giving up on Ahsoka, the thought of losing her looks like it physically pains him. 

In short: Anakin not properly dealing with his Scorpio Venus/Leo Moon is probably the cause of his fall. 

Also: Scorpios like darkness and intensity. To them, it is the most real, the most deep. Explains why Anakin likes black, huh?

Mars in Aries Scorpio: Mars rules passion, war, instinct, and sexuality. An Scorpio Mars is a planet in the sign of its old rulership! It is not as potent as Aries, but I changed it because I examined the way Anakin goes to war. He is more likely, at least later on, to use underhanded and sneaking tactics. This is where he becomes very cold, calculating, unyielding. Having a third inner planet (Ascendant sort of counts as a planet) in Scorpio makes his personality slightly unbalanced. There’s a LOT of Scorpio here, a lot of intense emotions that he has difficulty understanding. He can never completely express himself, there is something he’s always holding back, and he doesn’t even know what it is that he’s holding back.  

When it comes to sexuality, this is another area where Anakin gets possessive. This is where not only his Mars, but his Scorpio Venus and Leo Moon all come out to play. The eroticism is ridiculous. It’s wild, uninhibited, dark, passionate, emotional, and probably loud. What a drama queen. He’s easily aroused and wants to give everything he can to his partner. Having Scorpio in the planets of love and sexuality makes his expressions of love tinged with darkness. He probably has a dominant edge and wants to explore dark taboos. He wants to utterly consume his partner and have them consume him in return. This is an intense sensory and emotional experience for him, and he wants the best. His ideal is a luxurious bed with candles, a beautiful moonlit view, and nobody else for miles. Leaving his partners exhausted and satisfied is what he strives for, and he’d wish they could do this forever. Aries/Leo/Scorpio make his head, back, and well...his genitals, his erogenous zones, respectively.

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[taeyamayang]

congrats on 200!!!

my pronouns are she/her and i would like to be paired with a boy. my zodiac signs are virgo sun, leo moon and aries rising and my personality type is INFJ ( idk if u know what that it but just wanted to put it in here )

my friends describe me as a sarcastic and insensitive person at times but deep down i’m a really nice person. i’m really sensitive to other feelings but to my own i don’t really care. i can get jealous really easily.

my ideal type: i have an attitude so i would be nice to have someone how can handle my attitude. when it comes to hanging out with someone outside of school, i become really introverted. i would like someone who is a romantic and someone who is really nice to others. he also has to be patient and understanding cause i can give really blunt answers.

extra stuff: really like listening to music, making fashion designs and reading books on my free time. my love languages are gifts and quality time

i am pairing you withㅡAkaashi Keiji

↬ akaashi can handle meltdowns and outbursts really well. he's not the type to fuel the fire but rather would let the fire die down first before confronting the issue. he's a good match for you since you prefer someone who is patient and understanding. other than that, personally, i think akaashi is the type to show love through quality time and has the ability to see the good in people.

ps: we're both INFJs! hello bud :D

the leaves on the tree rustle through the crisp air making the dead leaves fall to the ground next to you. it's the season when the days are shorter and colder.

you wanted to spend time alone before school starts again and so here you are at the local park with your sketchbook in hand. you knees are folded up to support the cardboard back of the sketchbook as your pencil strokes across the paper. you have been practicing your skills in fashion designing and figured that the park is the best place to be at peace and possibly find inspiration from.

peace is what you initially thought you'd get once you immerse yourself in nature but the dark haired boy proved you otherwise. he stands still across from you at the perfect spot to block your view to the lake. he has been standing there god knows how long leaving you with nothing but to stare at his back.

"excuse me. can't you see that there's a person right behind you who MIGHT want to see the view as well? if you like the view that much from where you are idly standing then at least take a sit?" your words came out more assertive than you intended. well, kudos to you though you kept your patience instill long enough.

fifteen minutes? that's a record, to be honest.

"sorry." he turns his body around to see you and your eyes immediately met with a droopy yet sharp ones. his voice is hushed and soft that you somewhat felt a slight guilt in your chest for putting on a harsh tone.

you wanted to apologize but he cuts you off as he moves out from your vision to sit, not on the spot where he was, but rather to the bench meters away from you. he's no longer blocking the lake from where you are but he is closer to you this time.

the gravitational pull of the way his eyes looked made you sit and stare at him. your sketchbook and drawing long forgotten. who is he? is all you can think about. a lean and fit figure, a jersey top, and a quite messy hair. he's an athlete for sure. you jolt in surprise when he turns his head to face you.

he caught you staring.

"am i the view now?" he teases, the corner of his lips pulling up into a smile. you feel your cheeks burn.

"no." you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. he lets out a short giggle before nodding at you. you observe him as he sits back, crossing one knee over the other. his eyes fixed to the serene lake.

"you're still looking." he points out.

"am not." you retort pulling your eyes back to your sketchpad. you bite your bottom lip as a smile crawls onto your face.

a/n: thank you for joining my event i hope you like this one~

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[anemo-writes]

hello there! i saw that the matchups are open hehe hopefully im one of the 5 🥺

So I prefer both boy and girl (yes we simp for both in this household) I’m a virgo, my mbti is INFP-T. I’m 5’5 (does height matter?) and I like arts (more onto the sketching but still learning painting), i also like books and I don’t exactly have a favorite genre, novels, classics, fiction, anything really that piques my interest is gud (I sometimes write but it’s just a side hobby). Music is also one of my favorites, i like listening and same as books, I don’t exactly have a preferred genre, if I like it, I listen to it.

Cloudy days are my favorite since I can walk around without having to deal with sweating. Every week I like going out to explore or to just get a break. Cafes are my go-to, I also like the beach. Libraries are heaven to me, and anywhere that’s not too crowded is *chef’s kiss*

Personality wise: I’m shy at first, but once I warm up I’m pretty much a walking chaotic energy. Depending on how much I slept, I’ll either be energetic af, eyebag person constantly asking for coffee, or just chill and reading every now and then.

that’s pretty much me hehe... have a nice day🥺💗 and no pressure when it comes to writing dear, you can always take ur time and go with ur own pace. take care😌✨🙏🏻

hihi !! you were actually one of the first two hehe<3 and thank you so much,, i hope you like your matchup🥺 side note: tumblr blocks my headers for some reason?? sad times </3

I match you with...

Lisa!

Fun fact—while I was reading your submission, I was immediately like: Lisa. They have to go with Lisa. Can you imagine how excited I got when ENTJ’s and INFP’s were listed often as an ideal match?? Generally, I believe the two of you fit extremely well for each other; the mixture of your personalities, both being easygoing and passionate about your hobbies, but with you being the more introverted one in the relationship, which Lisa doesn’t mind at all! It doesn’t stop her from demonstrating her devotion to you and reliability by whatever means available~ You probably caught her eye when you wandered into the library in search for a good read; I’d like to think the library is rarely visited, with the few exceptions of the other knights, so your presence,, excites her a bit! The two of you would probably bond over your interests in books and reading, and you’ll find yourself at the library more often than not.

As cliche as it sounds, she loooooves long walks on the beach, especially on cloudy days! With her being a bit on the lazier side, walking (with you) is the perfect way to take a breather while also getting her steps in—she’s also not a big fan of sweating, so it’s practically perfect, regarding the weather and such. I can also see her enjoying cute cafe dates (I am living for coffee shop au Lisa), but not during autumn; although she won’t ask you bluntly, she’d prefer if you stayed away from cafes and their pumpkin-spice lattes—she absolutely despises them </3,, on the bright side, she’ll brew you a fresh cup of coffee in her cauldron herself, or whatever you like to indulge in :)

The library dates you would have with her—it’s not too crowded, and you’re surrounded by walls and walls of books; it can’t get any better than that for the two of you! Although she’s pretty familiar with the selection of books in the library, anything that you find interesting automatically piques her interest. She’ll even sneak in books from the restricted section, as the two of you grow bored quite easily from the “normal” selection of books that you would find and read ordinarily. I imagine the two of you often spend your time in the library or in one of your dwellings, lazily on the couch with mugs of your selected drink and a book in your laps; it’s a very relaxing and affectionate time between the two of you and you’ll often end up snuggling~ However, there are days where the two of you set out on an adventure together, like when Lisa goes to reclaim overdue books or just whenever the two of you feel like it, really; she’s always up for an adventure, as she gets bored quite easily,, </3

as well as...

Xingqiu!

I’d like to say that he handles your differing personalities, depending on the amount of sleep you get, pretty well; he’s used to being around energetic people (e.g. Xiangling), has had his fair amount of eyebags from staying up ungodly late while reading a book, and is perfectly content with chilling while reading a book. The two of you are pretty similar honestly; you’re just a tad bit more introverted than he is, with yourself being an INFP and him being an INFJ. Like with Lisa, you’ll often find yourself accompanied with Xingqiu, as well as a plethora of books—expect the pile to have a few of Liyue’s newest releases as well; those are something he doesn’t mind spending his family’s money on, especially if there’s a chance of you enjoying them. He’ll often ask you if you’d like to accompany him to the Wanwen book house, where the two of you are regulars (Jifang always reserves the best of bunch for you for this very reason).

Cafe dates are a must (can you imagine just,, sipping a mug of tea in a cute little cafe with xingqiu sitting across from you,, damn)! He’s said to have a love for baked goods, so raiding the nearest bakeries are also a must—carrot cakes are a big no, however; if he’s ever being a bit too teasing or mischievous, just give him something carrot-related and it’ll stop that behavior right away (please why am I making him sound like a child) Granted, he might “gift” something that you may not particularly not like back, so be careful when doing that :’)

Additionally, you’ll find yourself embarking on a lot more adventures with him, especially if he has his heart set on reading a particular book. The two of you often hold book club sessions together, and drag an unwilling-Chongyun right beside you (he doesn’t participate, he just listens to the two of you discuss your book stuff while eating a popsicle lol.) Hanging out together at the beach on a cloudy day is common as well; the sound of the waves lapping at the shore makes good company while reading a book, and the weather is well—however, do take caution with taking Xingqiu to the beach,, he has a tendency to splash water on you like the mischevious boy he is (but never the books, only you :|) I’d also like to think he kicks sand at you but only when no one is around,, it’s bad for his reputation </3 just don’t do it in the first place pls xingqiu

#anemo-writes #anemo-matchups #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin matchup #genshin impact matchups #xingqiu x reader #lisa x reader #lisa genshin impact #xingqiu genshin impact

[ravenadottir]

what do u think the season 2 boys star signs are???

i’m still a disgrace when it comes to astrology, and i can make some guesses, but i’m sure there’s some people in the fandom who knows better. then again, if you don’t know anything about it, might as well make guesses and a fool out of yourself! it’s like “people that never watched this show, explain this image” sort of thing.

((i’m in no way making fun or disrespecting astrology here. i’m making fun of myself for not knowing it, let’s make that clear!))

all my guesses will be based off life experience with those signs!

canons that i agree with: bobby - gemini, lottie - scorpio

i know for a fact gary is an aries. canonically he’s... capricorn? was that what they gave him? anyway, i have three capricorns at home, there’s no way he’s that! i stand by aries for rennell, and that’s because of julien solomita. that’s my whole theory: very family oriented and so energetic and loving! but as soon as something goes wrong the aries leave their bodies pretty quickly, still, loves to do stupid stuff and doesn’t care for order or any sort of organization. chaotic energy AS FUCK! that’s gary!

kassam has been headcanon-ed (?) as a scorpio, and i agreed with that for some time, but my mom is that, and he’s not as bad as her. he does have a strong presence, but i feel like capricorn or taurus match him better. i’m telling you, my mom is terrible, and despite of kassam’s prickliness, they’re nowhere so similar. i’m going with taurus. ((she’s a radical lottie, and if you think lottie is bad, wait until you see my mother!))

the pack of pisces: carl and that’s because i see a lot of the same between me and him. @kingkassam​ is one too, and all of us have similarities everywhere! and on that matter, . ibrahim. you can pour soup in all of our laps and we’ll apologize to you. we’re very polite and none of us is canadian, so... pisces. hannah too. returning!hannah is still the same, but with trauma, so a haircut and thirst for revenge are in order, but she’s still just as romantic and dreaming as she was before. ((and i assume doubting her abilities as a writer at all times, and having blocks and creative crisis just as much!))

noah is the same as me, but there’s a lot of knowledge and appreciation about it, so i’ll guess libra! also, chelsea might be here. she’s very artistic, and i had a libra in my life, in the past, and she was a mix of both of them. noah takes forever to make a decision, and chelsea does have that vibe. idk if that’s exclusive to signs or just you know, recurring, but it feels like they’re libra! call it a huntch!

the pack of leo. lucas is canonically aries (on his released data) and he says a girl told him he’s a leo. the girl could’ve been mistaken, but i think fusebox dropped the ball here. my boy back home is a leo and yes, lucas is too. no question. they’re too similar and i just... yeah! leo with a trauma!  priya is a leo. it’s just a huntch. the leo that didn’t go through so much trauma as lucas. 

when i looked at henrik, either sagittarius or libra would come to my mind, and i don’t know if those are air signs, but there’s something airy about him. also, he could be a centaur, so that’s my logic for leaning towards sagittarius.

shannon looks like a taurus to me. i had a best friend a while ago, and shannon reminds me so much of her. to the very last drop of “no! i will get him, not her.” then again, it’s just a list of guesses!

i would guess hope is an aquarius. for one reason and one reason only. my step dad is one, and he’s very popular, makes friends easily and generally is the leader of the pack. or so he thinks. idk, it’s a lot in common. if those things don’t mean anything, remember, i don’t know anything about this! lol rocco might here. he’s the spit image of my step dad and their personalities are the same. ugh!

marisol always confuses me. i see her as a half virgo half capricorn. i know the capricorns in my household are very resourceful and hard working, and i know she is too. also very serious about their craft, whatever it is, and ready to take the things they want. but she’s so organized and anal about that stuff. then again, so am i, and i’m a pisces. i’m going with capricorn! can we do something like “ascending or sun sign is virgo”? cause that just makes sense to me! yes, i’ve heard those terms, no, i don’t know what they mean. just feels right.

graham is a cancer! is it because he has crabs tattoos? noooo...kinda... yeh, totally is. my middle brother is a cancer, and i see some similarities, but hey, fusebox is not that creative with tattoos. cancers usually enjoy the water, and that’s something i noticed on a couple of exes, my brother and graham, so there! infalible logic again. water and crabs... what an intellectual!

blake is a gemini. cause she’s supposed to be mc’s twin in everything, and we know she’s nasty, but mc can be just as bad and petty, so gemini! 

like i said at the beginning, i know nothing about astrology, but i just wanted to do this and have some fun. don’t take any of it seriously.

EXCEPT FOR GARY’S. I’LL NEVER BACK DOWN FROM THAT!

also, i just remembered henrik is canonically a sagittarius, so... my awful logic is not that bad!

#love island #litg bobby #litg gary #litg kassam #litg carl #litg noah #litg #litg s2 #litg season 2 #love island the game #love island the game season 2 #fusebox #fusebox games

[golbrocklovely]

I can still hear the song that plays in FD3, gives me the chills.

Virgo candle!?!?! Why have I never heard of this before?? I WANT! Also are you a virgo? If so same! XD

MR MOO MOO!!! Thats the cutest thing ever!

I want to visit Italy one day as well, mainly because I want to see Pompeii.

For years I wanted to be an author, ever since I started writing in 5th grade, I would write literally all day, every day. At one point I had a giant tote bin filled with paper, that was just written on back to back with all the stories I could come up with. Now it's kind of bittersweet, I still love writing and have so many ideas but every since I started taking antidepressants, it has killed all motivation to write and has given me an almost permanent writers block ): I hope to one day get it back. If so I'd probably stick with fiction maybe some fantasy 🤔

Favorite subject in school to be honest was Language Arts in middle school lmao I had this teacher named Mrs. Adamcheck (definitely not how it was spelled btw there was a y and a z in there somewhere lmao) but she made learning so interesting and she's honestly part of the reason why I started writing in the first place.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boyyyyy. Now this is definitely a difficult question haha. When I first got into Twilight, I was definitely Team Jacob because abs and I was also pissed at how Edward could just leave Bella like that. Now that I'm older I'm kind of a mix of both. They're both toxic af in their own ways lmaooo buuuuut lately I've been leaning more Team Edward🤣

What is your favorite memory? What's one thing most people don't know about you? What's your most embarrassing memory?

omg the 'there is someone walking behind you...' song. that shit gave me nightmares lol

yeah i'm a virgo :) and i love getting things that are virgo related haha

and that would be cool. i totally didn't realize pompeii is in italy... i'm not good with geography lmao (also, i kinda didn't know where pompeii was located weirdly enough)

same here. i've been writing since i was kid, both bc of school and bc of fanfics. i suggest when it comes to that deeply of writers block and motivation, just take it day by day and know that no one is putting pressure on you to write besides yourself. and if you feel inspired, write down what you're feeling, even if it doesn't make total sense or isn't a full story yet. the finer details can all be handle with in time.

language arts was my favorite subject in school too. along with art and music.

haha omg highkey i've hated jacob literally since day one. while i don't think edward is amazing (but definitely thought that way when i was younger) i at least could enjoy him. jacob was so whiny and desperate and it was just so hard to like him. that whole part of breaking dawn i skipped reading bc i didn't like him. granted, i didn't quite understand what happened, but i didn't care and kinda understood by the end of the book. even to this day i haven't read that part lol

okay, that is a very interesting question. idk if i have only one favorite memory. and the one i'm about to say isn't quite a memory bc it's not one specific moment, but it's multiple moments and how they made me feel. i love thinking back on all the vacation me and my family have gone on. we have a membership to disney world and would go basically once every other year since 2003. and i've been thinking about it recently bc me and mom want to go to disney world at some point next year, but brother is against it bc he doesn't want to go down there bc of my dad. my dad was the one in the family that loved disney and would plan out everything; when the best times were to go to the parks, fast passes, dinner reservations, everything and then some. but since his passing, it just doesn't feel like something worth doing without him. but i said i want to go bc i can't just ignore disney world the rest of my life bc my father is gone. he wouldn't want that. so i've just been thinking back on all the trips we've taken down there.

one thing not everyone knows about me (that i feel comfortable sharing lol) is that lady gaga follows me on twitter. i forget that sometimes she does lol

oooh, this memory isn't technically the most embarrassing, but it is one that i find super funny bc of how uncomfortable and over the top i reacted. so when i was a junior in hs, i did theater. and there was this freshman named cory who was a part of stage crew. he was the younger brother of the student head of stage crew. they were polar opposites in how "cool" they were (cory was a nerd, his brother wasn't i guess lol). but everyone really liked cory. i had a friend that was in stage crew and he said i had to meet cory, so eventually i did after school. cory was really nice and we were having a really good conversation. idk what we were talking about, but eventually he said something and i laughed at it. i remember he gave me this 'in awe' look and i thought 'oh fuck, my laugh was too much' bc sometimes it is. the convo came to halt for like a solid 5-10 secs and before i could apologize he chimed in with the most awkwardest thing i've heard a dude say to me.

"you seem like you would be fun to tickle."

now, in the grand scheme of things, this isn't the worst thing you could say to me. but back when i was 17, it was. i got so uncomfortable i basically started to awkwardly laugh and back away from him while he apologized profusely. while i started to back away, he reached out to stop me and i said "omg put your hands down" and then he got more embarrassed and apologized for doing that. i then stopped him, ran away from him and hid behind my guy friend that knew him, and cory eventually came over and kept apologizing.

i feel bad for the way i acted, but i literally couldn't help myself. i still feel bad about it to this day.

questions: what tv show/movie could you watch over and over again and not get tired (other than twilight haha), do you believe in ghost and have you experienced anything paranormal, and the best compliment someone has ever given you :)

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[rubywithin]

Zen Flow Rebirth Part 21

I decided to have some alone time before the next battle, I got my Spirit Waltzer card back but she doesn’t fit my deck theme. I know Enu’s deck specializes in Lion’s but he used the water themed monsters. Ugh I feel like going to the card shop, along the way I saw some battle going on...wow it was the girl I bumped into the other day. (Boy) “My Iron Knights and Steel Captain will attack you directly” it looks like she was at a major disadvantage monster wise. (???) “I use Zodiac Guard to block one of the attacks” wow she must be desperate to survive if she is using a Guard just to stop a single attack. Her opponent called it a turn I was curious to see what she would do next! “I summon Soul Aries and then I use Regulus’s ability to join my two lions in the limbo zone”. She uses the same tactic as Enu, I guess that makes sense since they both use Constellation cards. (Boy) “Such a shame you have the perfect monster set up to win but I have 2 monsters protecting me”.

(???) “I activate Soul World which combines the attack of 3 limbo monsters and launches an attack at an opponents monster”. (Boy) “So what I have 3 lives I can still survive...” (???) “I then activate Wide Slash which let’s an attack hit all monsters in the same line”. She took out his defending monsters, I never thought about using a limbo and effect card combo before. “Soul Virgo will attack you directly followed by Aries” wow she was able to defeat him despite having a monsters disadvantage. (Boy) “Whatever you soul using creep” what an idiot (Rina) “HEY WHY NOT SHOW HER SOME RESPECT!” suddenly everyone watching turned around to give me angry looks. They all walked off so I decided to see if the girl was okay, (Rina) “Hey um don’t listen to that guy he is just being a sore loser”. (???) “Thank you but are you sure you want to interact with a Soul deck user like me?”

(Rina) “Being completely honest I don’t know anything about these Soul Decks but they seem like any other kind to me. And you didn’t show off once during that amazing comeback so you seem quite polite to me” she smiled. (???) “My name is Kari and if you ever want to battle I would happily be your opponent”. (Rina) “Sweet my name is Rina and I would also like to battle you some day. Actually if I could get some advice, I have this Waltzer card that can be added to the Limbo Zone....do you know any good Ghost limbo effect cards?”. She smiled for some reason, (Kari) “Actually this player I am a huge fan of uses one called Ghost Cannon. It requires 5 monsters so you may want to add a Limbo Melody and at least 1 more copy of Waltzer”. (Rina) “Aw thank you that helps out a lot” we both went to the card shop so that I could get some copies of the cards. I know I keep changing up my deck but I’m determined to find my ideal set up plus I will need to improve for the up and coming battles.

-Meanwhile two members of Hollow High discussed the battle- (Alucious) “I have to say seeing that Soul Deck in action was disappointing. I heard those monsters had the ability to dominate games with 4 attacks....people not using their full strength is infuriating don’t you agree Eirzo?” (Eirzo) “I don’t really care to be honest but the battle was a let down to be honest. All these rumours about those decks being so powerful have felt like a load of rubbish so far. One of our next opponents was there though! interested?” (Alucious) “Nope she seems like the full of themselves type that will only compete in the third battle and we won’t let Florara Academy have a third battle”. I don’t see any potential in her so there is no reason for us to push her to her limits.

[ezmarie]

Hi, hope it's alright for me to drop a matchup request thru here because it's a bit long! I love the way you do your matchups, I can tell by the way you write that you really like writing! That's special :3

Name: Caitlin, sexuality: bi (more attracted to guys), pronouns: she/her

star sign: Virgo sun, cancer rising; mbti type: INFP; hogwarts house: hufflepuff

personailty description/qualities & flaws: i'm usually reserved at first, but once people get to know me, I'm actually a little chaotic. The words my friends always use to describe me are "nurturing, soft, sunshine". I'm pretty detail-oriented and I focused on a lot of org/club work during my time in school. I have anxiety disorder, made me develop habits like fidgeting and isolation, but I've learned to make both of these useful when trying to get out of an episode.

kins: not sure what this is but upon checking urban dictionary, is it a favorite character/character I associate myself with?? if it is, then Chihiro from Spirited Away and Sansa Stark from GoT :D

Hobbies you enjoy or want to do: I am very much involved with music! I come from a family of singers and composers. I am hoping for a career in this field some day

appearance description (only if you want to!!): I am 5'1", asian, dark brown hair with blond highlights, round features (some say I look like a cartoon character lmao)

music taste or favorite songs, fun facts about you, etc. - I'm really into dance-y electro indie or alternative stuff, but I know how to appreciate pop music when it's good. I also have a throwback playlist (60s-90s music) called The Greats lol

please add a couple traits you look for in a partner, it would really help! :) - someone to be silly with, who would take down their walls for me and will make me feel like i can tear down my walls as well

just add anything you think will give you the most accurate results! - i notice i'm attracted to imperfect/somewhat chaotic characters but not too much like a gremlin (basically if it were a scale to measure how chaotic a character is, the lowest being sakusa/kenma to kyoutani/noya, I need it to be somewhere in the middle AFHDSKF i hope this wasn't useless info)

Thank you so much I hope I'm not overwhelming you :((

Hiiii! And OMG THAT BEGINNING PART IS SO SWEET “that’s special :3” like that’s so adorable please 🥺 anyways I ship you withh...tendou!!

Tendou is very outgoing and extroverted so he’ll naturally be interested in your more reserved nature. He honestly loves the fact that your not necessarily flamboyant like him because it equals you two out. And he loves the challenge of seeing if he can make you sociable, it’s basically his goal to see if you can match his energy or open up, so when he found out you were secretly a little chaotic he was LIVING. Like its nice how youre able to slow him down when he’s going too fast because he definitely needs that sometimes, but it’s just as amazing when you two are just being two little beautifully chaotic messes together. Something about it is so hilarious yet comforting.

You literally make his heart melt every second of everyday, I’m not kidding. The way you’re so nurturing and comforting and just present such happy vibes/feelings makes him swoon over you 24/7. Honestly you said how people use “sunshine” to describe you and seriously that would be his nickname for you (either that or angel or paradise AHJXJA-) He’s never gotten attention nor affection growing up and to this day he’s very starved of both so your caring and soft personality just makes him feel SO loved. The way you care is literally foreign to him and he never knows what to even say because he’s not used to it. All this boy needs is some love and since you can provide that for him he’s gonna make sure you don’t regret it. He will be the best boyfriend you could ever ask for, like seriously he’s 100% loyal, incredibly sweet and understanding, hilarious, loving, and just downright an angel. Your personalities fit like puzzle pieces and what one of you lacks the other can provide. Also, with your anxiety disorder he knows exactly how that feels. He has bad anxiety (from lots of events and just naturally) and has definitely picked up habits because of it, some the same or similar to yours. So he is vv understanding of what you’re going through and knows what to do in order to help you. Trust me, he’s amazing at helping you through, whether you’re having an anxiety attack or your just plain sad he’ll be right there comforting you with chocolate, anime, blankets, and dumb jokes.

I feel like the description of who you want fits tendou very well which is why I sealed the deal on matching you with him. I mean he’s incredibly silly and goofy and he’s always making jokes. He has a barrier blocking the real him but that’s only because he’s never had anyone he could trust with his authentic self before. Once he knows he can trust you he’s going to tear down his walls very quickly and is going to try extremely hard to get you to do the same. And I have a good feeling he’s gonna succeed in doing that, I mean it’s tendou we’re talking about here. And you’re attracted to imperfect and somewhat chaotic characters? You might as well have just said tendou out loud abhsbaajjs jkjk but seriously that’s basically the definition of tendous personality. All of that just added to my conclusion that you two would basically be a picture perfect match.

Scenarios with the two of you:

•one time you were telling him about how you wish to take on a singing career in the future so he asked if you could sing for him because he’s only heard a little bit before. When you sang for him I swear you could see literal hearts in his eyes, I’m not even joking, and you know how talkative he is? He was s i l e n t because he was so mesmerized by how beautiful you are in every aspect (definitely including your voice🥰)

•not rlly a scenario :( but literally he has SO many nicknames for you can’t even keep track of them. Normally it’s stuff like sunshine, paradise, angel, QUEEN (in all caps cus he usually shouts it like “HEY QUEEENNN” ahhsahdh), baby, that kinda stuff. But he also calls you things relating to YOU like “his little cartoon” or “ms anime character” because you have round features (which he find absolutely adorable), kit-Kat and capri sun because of your name, and even Linshinoya because of your name and your dark brown hair and blonde highlights being similar to nishinoyas HAHABDJ

•you two are SUCH music lovers especially of Alt music, you two are seriously always blasting music and people have to tell you to turn it down but do you? Nah (unless they’re nice about it😌🔨). But you two are constantly singing and dancing around with each other Twenty. Four. Seven. and it’s so cute🥰🥺

AHH HI IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG you’re literally so sweet and such an angel pls and don’t worry your definitely not overwhelming me honey I love doing these!! <33😌🥺

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu matchups #tendou satori #tendou #submission #Petals ✿

[softest-cinnamon-roll]

Can you do 3 and 24 on the festive list for reddie please?

3. “I don’t care about tradition, you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe and I will punch you” (sorry I only did number three!)

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As much as Eddie Kaspbrak loved Christmas, the one thing he hated most about the holiday was his aunt’s annual Christmas Eve party. It occurred every year, and under no circumstances was Eddie allowed to skip out on it. Not even when Maggie and Went offered him to spend the holidays with them since he and Richie were officially dating now.

He had kicked and screamed for his mother to let him spend Christmas Eve with Richie’s family, but she had put her foot down and outright refused. That was when Eddie decided that he wouldn’t be going to the party at all, not if he couldn’t spend the holidays with his boyfriend. Eventually, his mother had relented and they had come to a compromise; Eddie would attend the party...and Richie would attend with him.

So here they were, squished into his Aunt Muriel’s home, drinks in hand as his family sent them odd stares. It was all his mother’s side of the family, as after his father had passed away, his mother blocked all visitation from his father’s family. Now though, that Eddie was mere months away from turning eighteen and finally graduating High School, he could seek them out and reconnect.

“Hi, Eddie…” A voice cut him out of his thoughts and he turned around, only to be greeted with the smiling face of Myra Kingston. Myra was a friend of his aunts, or at least her parents were, and she was also a church choir girl. Each year, she would attempt to flirt with Eddie and convince him they were meant to be together, and every year Eddie has to turn her down. “Funny seeing you here…”

Funny, of course she would say that. Eddie looked around for a familiar mop of dark hair. Richie had disappeared to go to the bathroom, leaving him alone with Myra. He rolled his eyes, “Myra, you’re here every year, and so am I. It’s not funny in the slightest.”

Myra let out a shrill laugh, one that chilled Eddie all the way to the bone, and she resting a manicured hand on his upper arm, “You’re so funny, Eddie. See, we’re funny. Another reason we should stop this running around each other and just be together!” She took a step closer and Eddie instinctively backed away until he was under the door.

He expected Myra to huff and storm away like she always did when Eddie rejected her, but this time her eyes widened and an even bigger smile spread out on her face. Eddie frowned, “What- what are you smiling at?” She just grinned wider, ignoring his question and pointed upwards towards the top of the arch at the door.

Eddie followed her gaze, his eyes widening in horror as he realised that they were both now stood underneath a sprig of mistletoe. Oh this was just fantastic. Myra stepped even closer so that they were toe to toe, “It’s tradition, you know…”

Nope. No, no. Eddie violently shook his head, “No. I don’t care about tradition. If you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe, I will punch you. I don’t care if you’re a girl or not.” He stumbled out and a few of the party guests turned their attention to him. “I tell you this every year, I am not interested, yet you don’t give up. I have a boyfriend, who I am very much in love with. Yes, I’m gay. G. A. Y. I like boys. Well, one boy. I love him. So no, I’m not kissing you.”

“You love me?” Another voice called from behind him. This one belonging to Richie. Eddie spun on his heels so he was now facing Richie, who was at the bottom of the stairs, having returned from his bathroom venture. “You mean that?”

Everyone was looking at them now, his mother and aunt included. Whispers were being exchanged and Eddie knew there was no going back, he had said what he had said and meant it. Now he just had to own it. He stepped towards Richie, “I do, I love you. Been in love with you since I was fourteen in fact.”

Richie broke into a grin and stepped closer so they were chest to chest. Then he looked up and back down, raising an eyebrow at Eddie in question. His eyes were sparkling from the Christmas lights all around them and Eddie’s stomach swooped as he realised how lucky he was.

He nodded his head, pushing up on his toes so their lips were mere inches from one another. He knew he’d have to face the wrath of his family later, but right then, with Richie looking at him like he was the brightest star in the sky, Eddie couldn't care less.

“Of course, I mean...it is tradition after all.”

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