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fuckmymunson · 2 years
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🌻 “forfeit, loser, competition” / remus lupin / nsfw
𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 — 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧
♡ CW: Professor!Remus x Student!Reader relationship, SMUT 18+, oral sex (m), unprotected sex, (kind of) dirty talk. Reader is of age and consents to this relationship! Not proofread! | Word count: 2.9k | Minors DNI! ♡ a/n: 200 flowers request! Thank you <3. Ugh, have I mention how much I love this man?
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“Quills up, everyone.” Professor Lupin’s voice echoed in the spacious classroom, earning himself a small groan from the group of seventh-years. “Don’t worry, now your exams are my problem.”
Standing up, picking your bag and following your friends you felt a light tap on your shoulder, turning around you lifted your eyes looking at Professor Lupin. “Yes? Professor.” You asked with a gentle smile.
“You dropped this, darling.” Hiding your amusing smile at the pet name, you remained professional when he handed you the golden quill you particularly used for this test. “A very nice quill this is.”
“Thank you, Professor.” The title rolled down your lips in a bewitching manner, making him smile. “It’s my lucky quill, I use it on every test.” Tucking it in the safety of your bag, you felt amused at how dangerously close you were to being caught. 
“Well, I’m sure you will ace this test.” He smiled at you, the signature smile that made every student melt in their spot, you included.
“I learned from the best.” You giggled softly and followed your friends to the next class. 
“What the hell was that?” One of your friends inquired, nudging you with her shoulder. 
“I don’t know what you're talking about.” Playing innocently was one of your favourite activities, it only added more character to your overall smart girl look, always the one with the highest grades and a rising star.
Truth be told, even if you were quite smart, even smarter than the average, you had a little tiny secret, one that could ruin your entire reputation and perhaps get you expelled from Hogwarts: A golden quill capable of writing all the right answers, words and mark the right dots on any test, essay or parchment. It was absolutely prohibited, and even with something so powerful in your lovely hands, you used it less than two times in a full school period. 
Honourably granted by the one and only Weasley twins, who happen to owe you a big one after you lied for them, saving them from being expelled from school, a long story, a very funny too. At first glance, it looked like a simple golden quill, perhaps a little smaller than average sure, but stereotypical girls liked smaller things because they were so cute! Fred and George took an insanely amount of time and effort into conjuring new spells, jinxes and maybe even a curse, if anyone tried to reveal its secrets, the quill will automatically explode and the ink would be so dense and heavy, it was hopeless to even try and wash it, not even with the strongest whitening spell. They encouraged you to try it in your fifth year when you complained for a week straight about how you were definitely going to fail Snape’s test. 
“M’lady… for your grades you shall not cry anymore!” Fred spoke exaggeratedly, you scoffed annoyed while the twins sandwiched you between their arms.
“We have an invention that will shake you from your head to your wand’s core!” George joined his brother, the registered Weasley smile plastered on their freckled faces. 
“Just tell me what the new toy is, I have to study for potions.” Rolling your eyes, you giggled at their antics, having a soft spot for their sense of humour. 
“Toy?” They exclaimed in unison, offended. 
“Whatever.” With another eye roll, they laughed and continued with their presentation, as teasing as these two could be.
“We present to you: The Snap n’ gold!” And right there, in the desk of the empty classroom they dragged you into, a golden quill appeared, smaller than yours, with a hint of platinum sparkles in the golden patterns. “Go on, try it.” Next to the quill, a white parchment appeared as well. “What’s 2316 x 6019?” They continued speaking as one, hinting you how long they planned this.
“How the hell am I supposed to know that?” 
“Let the Snap n’ gold work its wonders, my dear.” Fred’s smile widened.
“And only the right answers shall appear.” George closed the rhyme with his best impression of a Victorian pose.
Since when this was an arithmancy pop quiz?
Either way, you watched amazed at how the quill moved your hand in such a natural way it seemed you were the one writing. “It says 13,940, 004”
“Correct!” The twins exclaimed, cheering you and of course, themselves. 
That's how you crushed your potions test, and even Professor Snape was a bit surprised by your sudden improvement. He wasn’t easy to fool, but you did, and it felt so good. With great power, comes great responsibility, so you promised yourself and your intelligence, to only use the infamous Snap n’ gold in cases of emergency, an emergency being a test you knew you had no chance of even reaching a Poor grade. So, while you tempted your golden luck by accidentally leaving the quill on your desk after a test done by none other than Remus Lupin, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor; You were so confident by always getting away with it, that this time, you even let yourself tease the possibility of being caught, enjoying the danger.
A few days later, relaxing at the castle grounds, being one of the many carefree students who didn’t have to worry about your grade, a sudden tap on your shoulder made you jolt on the stone bench. Turning around, your eyes met a set of amber eyes that belonged to the only man capable to decipher the lies within your worst subjects. 
“I’m sorry to interrupt your weekend.” Professor Lupin could interrupt you in your sleep and you wouldn’t even be bothered, but this time, the look in his eyes could only mean one thing. “But I’m afraid we need to discuss something in my office.”
You were in deep, deep trouble.
The walk to his classroom and therefore to his private office was the longest and most torturous walk you had ever experienced in your seven years of school. Heart pounding wildly inside your chest, hands sweaty, feeling about to throw up the elves' spaghetti you victoriously devoured that afternoon. Taking a seat in front of his desk, you gulped when you saw a familiar parchment on top of his desk, your test.
“I’ll be straightforward, I don’t want to take more of your time than necessary.” Professor Remus cleared his throat and handed you his kindest smile, which didn’t soothe your nerves at all. “Your test was the highest of your group, perhaps from your whole generation, darling.”
Oh.
“Professor McGonagall is pleased, as you can imagine, she cherishes you quite fondly. She asked me to offer you to compete in a national DADA debate club, of course, with your learning you would be a great factor in the team, you seem to have a vast knowledge of dark creatures.” He did in fact notice how washed out your expression was as if he was speaking another language. “So, what do you say? Feel free to take your time.”
“I—” The words were struggling, a lot. “I—I’m honoured, Professor. Is j—just that… um.I” 
Come on, come on! Think about something, quick!. You screamed at yourself, desperate. 
“I’m not very good at competitions, S—Sir. I would really like to participate, but if I’m being honest, I’m not that skilled in the subject and—.”
“That’s nonsense! Darling.” Lupin tapped your test, still smiling. “You wrote things I am yet to teach you! To me, that means you’re gifted.”
The debate inside your head was between good and bad, you could A): Tell him the truth, beg for forgiveness, accept 100 detentions with Hagrid at the Forbidden forest just to not be expelled, or B): Keep the act, play it cool, accept his offer and fail at trying to help on a topic you had no clue of.
“Is everything alright?” Professor Lupin looked at you, rather worried. “If you need to take your space and time to think about it, is fine. As long as you are truthful and honest with your decision.”
He knew. The bastard knew. And he was playing with you.
“Fuck.” You muttered under your breath, completely and utterly caged, cornered, trapped. 
“What was that?” He asked, lifting an eyebrow, expectant.
“Icheatedonthetest” You muttered as quickly as you could, grinding your teeth in embarrassment. 
“Pardon?”
“I. Cheated. On. The. Test.” Lowering your gaze, you sighed, feeling ashamed of yourself. 
“See, that wasn’t that hard.” Lupin laughed. Something that replaced your embarrassment with confusion. “You were very smart, almost fooled me. But the second you mentioned how you used it on every test, well, let’s say it caught my attention. I noticed it was slightly smaller than average, and the second I touched it, I knew.” How couldn’t he? The man who, unbeknownst to you, made a similar spell just for a map that could trace every single soul in the castle and its surroundings. 
“I’m sorry, if you’re going to accuse me with Professor McGonagall then I deserve it.” The tears appeared fast, making him frown.
“I’m not going to, darling.” From his desk, he handed you some tissues. “I know is against the rules, but it is such a clever and unique spell, you should be recognized for the effort and dedication, even if it was for the wrong reasons.” Biting your lips, you swore not to throw Fred and George under the bus, they already had a list so long that it could fill the entire great hall, and you didn’t want to contribute to that list. “At least not me, personally. You’re going to McGonagall's office, explain to her you cheated on the test, she would instantly disqualify you from the list and, you will be forfeited and banned from every other competition there is in what’s left of your school year, you will not mention the quill, of course, just say something banal, perhaps some notes you stuck on your desk, a common muggle thing. I’m sure she will give detention, and perhaps a few house points will be deducted, but—”
“Is either that or being expelled.” You finished his sentence, earning a nod on his part.
“Clever girl.” He smiled, again, this time it felt genuine. 
Why did he have to look so handsome when he smiled?
It was now or never. It was a foul move, for sure. But perhaps it was your only choice.
“Professor.” You gained all of the courage you had, battering your eyelashes at him. “Is there another way I could make my punishment less… severe?”
As if you weren't dying to try it.
His smirk completely changed into a quizzical look, weighing your words, your voice, and your actions. “What are you suggesting, dear, is there something in your mind?”
Standing up, ignoring the way your legs trembled in nervousness (and anticipation), you stood next to him, shivering at how he turned his chair to face you, manspreading and looking directly into your eyes, an unspoken question lingering in the thick air. Under his penetrative gaze, you kneeled in front of him, resting the palm of your hands on his knees. “Are you sure of this?” He asks, placing a hand on your cheek, thumb caressing the warm skin. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” The confident look in your eyes made him smile once again, but that particular smile— had you throbbing. 
“Go on, then.” 
Your hands reached for his belt, unbuckling it and undoing the buttons and zipper of his trousers, Professor Lupin helped you by lifting his hips from the chair so you could slip them off to his thighs, and you felt excited at the growing bulge in between his legs. You would be lying if you didn’t dream about this often, often than intended. But having the real thing right in front of you, was something else. 
And it sure was something else. He was bigger than you could even imagine, slightly curved and your eyes travelled along the veins of his now hard cock, he enjoyed you staring, even feeling a bit flattered by it. “I thought you wanted to make your punishment less severe, darling.” The pet name rolled down his lips in a way that only fueled your lust. You wanted him and you wanted him now. Tracing that large vein with your tongue, your stomach flipped at the groan that escaped his lips. Wasting no time, you eased him into your mouth, slowly at first, trying and succeeding at making him feel good, taking your sweet time to adjust at his length and girth, and Remus as the gentleman he was, waited until you were sliding inch after inch inside your pretty mouth. 
His hand was pressed over your head, encouraging you to keep going, to take him deeper, but never pushing you all the way in. He fought against the moans that threatened the silence of his office, the door was unlocked but that made the whole thing even better. His hips rolled upwards, eager to feel more of your warm tongue all around him. You hummed in pleasure, feeling your own arousal pooling between your legs, wondering if it would feel as good as he did on your mouth. You were almost this close to deepthroating him, taking it as a personal challenge, when he pushed you away gently by cupping your face. 
“Get on the desk, and spread your legs.” His voice allowed no disobedience, and Godric did it made you a little bit wetter. Following his command in an instant, you thanked the Gods for wearing a skirt that day, it was your favourite one, not long enough to be a prude but not short enough to break any uniform dressing code, and when his large hands slid the fabric, exposing your drowned underwear, you were so happy to be wearing a skirt. “Hmm.” He approved your squirming form, pressing his finger against your clothed mound, making you jolt. “Perhaps we can negotiate your punishment after all.”
Once your damped underwear was hanging loosely over your ankle, Professor Lupin traced a finger across your fold, gathering the slick and spreading it across your cunt, quickly finding your clit and circling it softly, steady, knowing exactly how to make you gasp and twitch. His fingers compared to yours were like comparing… fuck, you couldn’t think about a proper comparison, being too spellbound by the stretching feeling of two fingers scissoring your tight cunt, preparing you for him.
“Can’t believe my golden student cheated on a test.” He whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, another curl, another moan. “I thought you were so smart, sweetheart, perhaps you’re nothing more than a loser.” Oh, the words, did they make you clench around his fingers. “Hmmm, that’s it, good girl. I’m sure you had this all planned, waiting for the perfect moment to offer me that slutty mouth of yours.”
“P—Please, Professor.” You gasped when a third finger intimidated your entrance, it burned so deliciously. 
“Tell me, bunny.” He cooed, making your head feel dizzy, clouded in pleasure. “What do you want?” Not removing his fingers, he pumped himself a few times, ready to line up with your leaking entrance.
“You, inside m—me, please.” The loss of contact and stimulation made you whine, though the instant you felt the swollen tip of his cock teasing your folds, you spread your legs a little bit more and whined a little bit louder. “Please, l—let me cum over your cock, Remus.”
You were definitely something else as well, and he couldn’t deny how much (despite the guilt and self hatre) he longed for this. The risk of getting caught doing something so prohibited was the experience of a lifetime. Just like it was to be welcomed by the pulsating feeling of your lovely thigh cunt squeezing him beyond imaginable. Remus was in heaven.
“F—Fuck.” He bottomed for a moment, his hands on your hips, carefully sliding in. “So tight, so warm, such a pretty pussy, perfect for a bratty student like you.” The combination of words and movements had you in that state of dizziness,  wrapping your legs around his hips, pushing him until he was balls deep, both of you moaning at the pleasant feeling. “You want me to move? Baby?” He asked, kissing your neck, you nodded earning you a bite on your neck. “Words, darling.”
“Please move R—Remus, I want to feel you using me.” Magic words. Soon you were drooling, eyes rolling at the back of your skull, not even remembering when he rolled up your shirt and bra and started licking and nipping at your adorable tits, making you almost scream in delight. 
With every snap of his hips, you were closer and closer, and then it hit you, like a giant and crashing wave, your body pulsated and clenched around him, almost possessively. Remus groaned at the feeling, so he kept pounding. “Where do you want me? Bunny.” He inquired, hoarsely, biting his lip and kissing your breast, trying to hold himself until you spoke.
After a few tries and a few incoherences being babbled, you managed to look at him and cupped his face with shaky hands, the most life-changing orgasm still possessing your body. “I—Inside me, please.”
“You sure?” And this time you breathed a tired yes and it was the end of him.
Being filled to the brim by your favourite professor was a new feeling you were now addicted to.
Helping you get dressed, sitting you on his lap, kissing your face, complimenting the way you took him so well, like such a good girl. You finally returned to a normal state of mind, legs still sore but with a stupid lovesick smirk, he had never seen in a person. Before leaving his classroom, you felt how his cum rolled down your thigh, making you bite your lip, turning back to see how he was tucking your white underwear into one of his drawers. “Go to Minnie’s office, loser, I’ll be waiting for you here after dinner.” Blowing him a kiss, you giggled.
Maybe being a loser wasn’t that bad
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Sorry for any mistakes! English is not my first language. I appreciate any feedback!˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
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luminous-letters · 2 years
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Can I request sebek trying to get trained before his first date by the first years because lord knows how he got the reader to agree but the first years know if he only talks about malleus he's done. They got a spray bottle and everything
sebek deserves all the malleus plushies in the world 😔
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"Subject name: Sebek Zigvolt. The Un-crocofication Program will begin shortly," Ortho's robotic voice came from the speaker.
Sebek's vision was dark, his captors must've blindfolded him. He couldn't move his hands, try as he might they were tied to the chair he was sitting on. His feet weren't spared either.
"Do you know why you're here?" an obnoxious voice ask, smug. Sebek recognized that it was Ace.
"You're here because we're here to help you with your date. God knows how you made them agree in the first place, but we're going to make sure you'll do great!"
How? By training him like some sort of lap dog?
"You scum! Lord Malleus shall hear about this extensive—"
"Violation detected, initiating protocol one."
Sebek didn't have time to react before he was blasted with water, cold water if he may add.
"WHAT THE FUCK?"
"Deuce, the blindfolds," Ace commanded.
"Stop talking like you're so mighty, man," Deuce sighed, following his dorm mate anyway.
"I'm here to keep an eye on you four," Jack was leaning on the wall, arms crossed.
"Jack! Get me out of here!"
"Just follow what they say, dude, it's gonna be fine."
"THEY BLASTED ME WITH WATER WHAT'S FINE WITH THAT???" he was once again silenced with water, but this time it was a spray from Epel.
"Sorry Sebek, it's part of the program."
"Sequence one 'Small Talk', beginning in three...two...one..."
A hologram of your image flashed against the room's wall. "How are things?"
"Your goal here is to make small talk with MC. But you have to do it without mentioning even the slightest bit about Malleus Draconia."
"Its LORD MALLEU—" a spray again, this time from Deuce.
This might take a while, he mentally sighed, preparing himself to respectfully evade all topics relating to the Great Lord Malleus Draconia, Crowned Prince of—
Sprayed again.
"I WASN'T EVEN SAYING ANYTHING."
"You were thinking about it." Ortho replied.
"Fine, fine, I'll do it," Sebek gave in, just to stop the constant assault of water on him. It was cold and he hated it.
Thirty minutes, three refills of water, and a shivering Sebek later...
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS WAS HOW YOU'D SPEND YOUR AFTERNOON," Riddle yelled at the three collared freshmen.
Luckily, Jack was spared since he ran off after the first sequence to inform Riddle about Ace and Deuce's latest shenanigans.
Ortho, on the other hand, was busy getting scolded by Idia back at Ignihyde.
"I WILL NOT REMOVE THOSE COLLARS FOR A WEEK. You are all on rose duty and you are required to give me a ten-thousand word, handwritten essay by tommorow!" Riddle aimed his scepter at the beheaded freshmen.
Meanwhile, you and Sebek were having the time of your lives back at the cozy comfort of his room.
"And so, the very first Draconia erected the kingdom's castle with but a few runes! Amazing, right?" Sebek happily read to you one of his favorite books on Briar Valley's history.
"She did it all with just that? She must be so cool!" you were listening to all of Sebek's rambles like an excited child, happy to hear all about Sebek's heritage and history.
"She is! And she was also a master at potionology. All of the herbs and weeds one would consider to be 'useless' saved their kin from countless plagues," it took Sebek his all not to jump on his bed out of joy.
There he was, sharing everything he loved the special someone he holds close to his heart. Nothing could ever compete with the tenderness and comfort he felt in this moment.
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pinkanonwrites · 1 year
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May I… may I request Trey Clover with a reader who’s self-conscious about her academic performance? Like, she tries her best but doesn’t always perform perfectly, and neglects her health to study…
And she’s afraid of people scolding/looking down on her for falling behind?
Maybe… maybe some kind of gentle, encouraging imagines? With fluff, if you think it fits? 👉👈 💚 (I love this boy but I’m sCARED OF FALLING FOR HIM ACK)
'Gentle and encouraging' is absolutely perfect for this prompt! Never be afraid of falling for someone as sweet and genuine as Trey.
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Fem!Reader, she/her pronouns, comfort & support
Trey liked to think, at this point, that he knew you pretty well.
I mean, he was supposed to. You were his girlfriend after all, his partner. Knowing you was just part of the equation. But even before you started dating he'd picked up on a lot of your little habits and preferences. He knew your favorite type of weather, which of his baked goods you liked the best, and what you most liked to do on dates. He learned the movies you can't stand and the songs you hum to yourself when you're absentmindedly helping him knead bread dough or sift powdered sugar. He knew your birthday, your favorite color, and the way your eyes would crinkle up in a certain way when you smiled at him versus anyone else. He knew you.
But there was one thing about you that Trey didn’t know.. One thing he still struggled to understand.
He didn’t know how you could be so lenient with others, so helpful and kind, and yet still be so hard on yourself.
It wasn’t a hard thing to notice. You’d literally come from another world (dimension? Trey still didn’t know the proper terminology) with no context as to the history and magic of his own, and you’d made your anxieties about attending Night Raven College very apparent. You’d joined every study group you could, practically lived in the library in your free time, and even willingly subjected yourself to Riddle’s intensive study sessions on multiple occasions. And yet despite all of that effort, all of that hard work, you never really… ‘eased up on yourself’ the way Trey expected you to. He figured once you got more comfortable and found your rhythm you’d slack off a bit more, spend a bit less time writing and rewriting your essays, not get anxiety shakes over an 89% on a test.
But here he was, on his way over to Ramshackle dorm after you’d forgotten to drop by after classes. When Ace had offhandedly mentioned you’d scored a sixty-three on your Animal Languages essay out of a possible hundred, Trey knew he ought to come over rather than expect you to show up at Heartslabyul.
He found you exactly how he expected to; sniffling, surrounded by open books, poring over your flunked assignment with red-rimmed eyes as you sat hunched at the desk in the corner of your bedroom. You didn’t even look up as he came in. Actually, you didn’t even realize he was there until he put a hand on your shoulder and you jumped so hard you nearly knocked your books off the edge of the table.
As soon as your gaze met his Trey could tell you remembered your forgotten plans, shame and guilt flooding your face. “Oh shit. Trey, I’m so sorry I- I was gonna come over, then we got the essay back and I just-”
Before you could find an ending to your rambling sentence, Trey had already wrapped his arms around you, stooping to press a kiss to the crown of your head and let you bury your face in his chest. “I know. I heard from Ace. You hanging in there?”
Silence, then another wet sniffle. Then a choked, stifled sob wrenched free of your lips and you returned his hug, squeezing him like you thought he was going to dissolve from between your fingertips.
“I’m so stupid. I tried so hard, I really did!” You wailed, muffled by the fabric of his shirt and his warm chest. “I took out every book I could find and-and I talked to the horses and the flamingos and the crows and I worked so hard. I worked so hard and I still ruined it!”
“Oh, honey…” He cooed, one broad hand rubbing gently between your shoulder blades as your whole body heaved with the force of your sobs. “It’s gonna be okay. It’s just one assignment, you know?”
“I know! Of course I know!” You heaved again, and for a moment Trey was worried you were on the verge of making yourself throw up with the sheer force of your bawling. “But it’s just- I can’t fail, I can’t. I don’t get to slack off, I can’t afford to fail.”
“And why not? Everyone fails sometimes. Even Riddle. Remember the tart?”
You sniffled, quiet, cheek pressed to his now-damp shirt. He knelt down beside you, one hand resting atop your head as he bumped your foreheads together.
“What if… What if I fail, and then I don’t get to stay?” You murmured.
“As if the Headmaster could even keep this place running without you.” Trey replied, smiling when you let out a tiny, stifled giggle in response. “You’re the hardest-working student in this school, y’know? Everyone knows it, even if they act like they don’t sometimes.”
“I know… I just don’t want to disappoint anyone.”
“I promise you don’t. You never do. But I’ll tell you what.” He stood up again carefully, tugging you gently to your shaky feet and away from your cluttered desk. “How about we take a break for today and watch a movie at my dorm? And then afterwards you and I can make some donuts, and we’ll bribe Ruggie into giving you some pointers in Animal Languages. He can’t resist free food, after all.”
You sniffled again, rubbing at your sore and tear-streaked face with the heels of your palms. A futile effort, because it only served for Trey to tug your hands away and tidy your face with a much gentler touch. “That sounds nice. Thank you… for putting up with me.”
“Of course! And it’s not ‘putting up’ with you. There’s no one else I’d rather be helping.”
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aces-sweetheart · 2 years
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hey!! could we pls get college dorm mate!ace headcanons? i feel like he’s either the best or the worst type of roommate to have 💀
this is really long lmao i could go on about him for hours i love him so much. i split this into platonic stuff, sfw relationship stuff then nsfw shit so you can stop wherever you're comfortable reading! everything is gn btw.
♡COLLEGE DORM MATE!ACE ♥
SAME FOWNDKDKFK i had such a hard time thinking of these because i really couldn’t decide if he’s a good or bad one lmao
I imagined this based off of my friend’s college dorm so she and her roommate had their own rooms but shared a kitchen, living room and bathroom
ace has a lot of friends so expect people over a lot, especially sabo and luffy
he TAs for whitebeard’s class so he brings a lot of work home. usually he does it in his room but when he gets tired of that he does it in the living room
he doesn’t cook so he either gets takeout or food on campus or thatch or sanji give him food) all the time so you don’t need to worry about him leaving dishes. He will sometimes forget to take out the trash but all you have to do is remind him once
if you have anything you don’t want ace to eat, it’s got to be in your room because ace will have it if he has access to it. if he eats something of your’s he’ll apologize and pay for it
he’ll have days where he just stays in his room all day because he’s depressed. you bring him snacks and drinks but on really bad days, you just leave them outside his door
he’s really appreciative of it the next day and treats you to a meal or something. plus he’ll always do the same for you
he’s so cute in the morning
He’s super sleepy and if you guys are close enough, he’ll be very cuddly.
he’ll come up behind you after he wakes up (and brushes his teeth because morning breath is vile) and put his head on your shoulder while you’re making coffee and put his arms around your waist.
you always make sure to make a cup for him. he’ll headbutt you lightly like a cat as thanks because he’s so tired
you find him asleep in the weirdest places, like you’ll walk past the kitchen and see him asleep bent over the counter. if you wake him up he’ll just let you walk him back to his room
now for less platonic stuff so if you just want friendship stuff this is where we part have a good day/night bestie
if you guys start dating there’s no point in you having a bed, you may as well sell it because he’ll always want you to sleep in his bed with him
you guys save so much on heating because he’s a human furnace :~) that’s a stretch but he is very warm and it’s the best when you’re cuddling in bed together
when he’s not in a mood, he wants you to be close to him all the time or at least in the same room. he finds your presence comforting and you help keep him on task. he loves when you’re both doing work and you’re close.
omg picture him sitting on the floor with his laptop on the coffee table while you’re sitting criss cross on the couch behind him. he’ll lean his head back onto your lap and look at you every once in awhile for a kiss or for you to play with his hair.
okay now some nsfw stuff. if you’re leaving here goodbye have a good day/night bestie mwah mwah
ace is horny 25/8 and has no problem letting you know. he’ll pop his head into whatever room you’re in and be like “hey want to fuck?”
one time he did it when you were on a zoom class and you wanted to d word. Luckily you were on mute but your classmates definitely saw your shocked expression. you didn’t have sex with him for a few days as punishment
ace is a menace and watches porn without headphones so if you’re coming over with someone you better let him know in advance or they’re going to hear the beautiful sound of TIGHT SLUT GETS FUCKED BY BIG COCK AND SWALLOWS CUM
another way he lets you know he’s horny is by coming up behind you and rubbing his hard cock against your ass.
if you deny him he’ll never whine or be mad; he completely understands and he’ll take care of it himself.
you guys have fucked on every flat surface in your home.
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Billy, Steve, and Jonathan || They Give You Their Jacket ||
~ just a quick little thing before I head off to bed (or at least try to sleep, I'm pretty sick so I'll probably drift off fast). I hope it's cute! ~
Warning: fluff on Billy and Steve's, but Jonathan's has angst. I suck at angst, but it turns fluffy, so I hope it's sweet!
:Billy:
"It's so pretty out, it's clear enough to see all the stars." I smiled lightly down at the girl beside me as she spoke, pulling her in close with my arm wrapped around her shoulders
"Yeah, I guess it's cool." I replied, leaning my head against hers and letting out a visible puff of air. It was quite chilly out, so it was no surprise.
"I wish we could stay out here all night." [name] said wistfully, and I nuzzled my cheek into her head a bit. I wanted that too.
"I know, but we can't. I gotta get home before it's really late, and if I keep you out, your parents will kill me." She giggled a bit and my heart warmed. Before either of us could speak, [name]'s body was racked with little shivers. Worried, I slid my jean jacket from my body, securing it over her smaller form instead.
"You're going to get sick, where's your jacket?" She gave me a sheepish smile.
"I kinda forgot it...but it wasn't my fault!" She added quickly. "I woke up a bit late this morning and was rushing around so I wouldn't be late. I didn't have time to grab it, and I haven't been home." She explained. I chuckled a bit.
"It's fine baby doll, I don't mind you wearing mine, it's cute on you." I winked and she blushed, burying herself into my chest to hide her red face. I laughed a bit louder, the deep sound vibrating my chest.
"Hey Billy? I'm happy." She mumbled. "I know you risk a lot by bringing me out, but it means so much to me. I love you." My breath hitched.
"I love you too angel." I said back without hesitation, my voice matching hers in volume. She grinned up at me, brushing our lips together before cuddling closer to me and falling asleep. I ran my hand through her hair, the other supporting her back and stroking it to soothe her.
And as I watched her, I knew I could never be happier.
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:Steve:
"Hey Steve, you coming to the party tonight?" Looking up I saw a guy who I hardly ever talked to. I shrugged at him.
"I don't know man, I have plans." And I did. I was taking [name] for our Friday ice cream date. We went every week, and I wouldn't miss it for the world.
"You're so boring nowadays." He replied before walking off. I rolled my eyes, but smiled when I saw the one person I really wanted to talk to.
"Hey sweetheart, how's your day been so far?" I asked, coming up behind [name] at her locker to scoop her into my arms and spin her around a bit, before letting her feet touch the floor and bear hugging her. She giggled all the while and I spun her to face me.
"It's been really good! I aced a few tests, and got my essay done." She told me as I played with her hair. I smiled down at her, kissing her forehead.
"I'm glad! Are we still on for tonight?" I asked and she nodded.
"Of course!" I chuckled.
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School had finished, and I was waiting at my car for [name] to come out so we could drop her stuff off and head to the ice cream parlor.
"Ah, sorry I'm a bit late, I had to finish a paper." [name] apologised as she walked up. I shook my head, kissing her softly before replying.
"No worries, you aren't too late." I reassured and opened the car door for her, closing it behind her and going to my side. "Are you ready for ice cream?" I asked.
"Always!" She cheered and my heart soared.
After we dropped her stuff off at her house, we arrived at the parlor.
"Get whatever you want baby, I'm paying." I murmured to her, watching her face light up looking at the different choices. I knew she'd probably get something she usually did, but the fact that she was so happy made me glad.
"I'm paying next time, okay?" She asked.
"Sure, whatever you want." That was a lie. I knew I was going to pay again next week, that was one of the things I loved about our date night. I got to spoil her.
"Thank you, Stevie." She kissed my cheek, getting on her tiptoes to reach. She was adorable.
"Of course honey. Do you know what you want?" She told me and we ordered, sitting down with our cold treats and talking, laughing, and joking around. It was all fun, until she shivered.
"[name]? Are you okay?" I asked. She giggled.
"Yup! Just a bit chilly from the ice cream." I chuckled and slid off my light jacket, passing it to her. Without hesitation she put it on, smiling happily.
"Why are you so happy?" I teased. She stuck her tongue out at me good naturedly.
"You're jacket is the best." She answered simply and I leaned over to kiss her nose.
"I love you." I told her.
"I love you more, Stevie boy." She replied.
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:Jonathan:
"[name], baby, I need you to look at me." I muttered, cupping [name]'s tear stained face carefully.
"Jonathan?" Her voice was timid and when she opened her normally clear eyes, they were dull with tears and fear. I felt my heart crumble at how lost she looked.
"I'm here, I'm right here." I reassured, sliding my hands from her face to her back, pressing her tightly into me to soothe her.
"Is that thing gone?" She asked. I kissed her head.
"I killed it, you're safe." She clutched the back of my shirt, her body pressed into mine with her arms inside my jacket, as she began violently shaking.
"We-you almost died...I thought I was going to die." She whimpered and I held her tighter, holding back my own tears. I wanted to calm her but I knew that would be hard after what happened.
We were hanging out in the park when we heard a strange noise. We decided to check it out, but we found a demodog. Luckily I always carried things to kill them, as I had delt with them before, but [name] hadn't and she was scared.
"Here, put this on okay?" I shrugged out of my jacket, gently passing it to her and holding her close once more after she put it on. It seemed to work at calming her, as she stopped shaking soon after, her breathing returning to normal. I pulled away, giving her a gentle smile.
"Let's go to my house, I'll make you hot chocolate and we can watch movies, okay? And I'll explain everything about what that thing was. Deal?" She nodded.
"Thank you Jonathan, I love you." I grinned at her, kissing her temple and standing, taking her into my arms bridal style and making sure she couldn't see the demodog.
"I love you too baby." And with one last smile, she was asleep in my arms.
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~ i really liked writing these? They were longer than I planned, but eh, it was fun so idc. I hope you enjoyed, and requests are open, just shoot me an ask!!!!! Also, this blue really soothes me, so I think I'll start doing the A/N sections in blue if you guys don't mind! Love ya! ~
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cosmicfurby · 2 years
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dgs for the fandom ask game
ohohoho! thanks for the request my dear! i am always willing to talk about dgs at LENGTH i am an obsessed woman suffering from Asoryuu Brain so buckle up buttercup we're gonna have FUN
blorbo from my dgs
that is an EXTREMELY difficult question because, as you might have guessed, I'm obsessed with all of these people :) send help :)
if i had to pick one, though. one to write an entire essay about... god it would have to be susato. i am critically in love with susato. when i first started dgs i remember joking around that "dgs doesn't take place nowadays because if it did susato would be the lawyer and ryunosuke would be her assistant" but. it's true. she's as much of a lawyer as ryunosuke is, that's them facts. good to know that she probably lived long enough to be allowed entry inside a courtroom
i love how she's allowed to be feminine and cutesy and to have traditionally women-coded interests and yet she's still portrayed as a badass who can, and will, throw your ass across the room. she's intelligent and capable and supportive and funny. i love her. madly, you may say.
also she's a massive lesbian but we're not gonna talk about that now are we
scrunkly, someone who gives you cuteness aggression
gina 👏🏻 fucking 👏🏻 lestrade 👏🏻
her sprites with toby ENDED me and flushed my sanity down the toilet
every time gina was happy i was happy she's SO cute i wanted to cry
and also, that sprite with gina crying? who came up with that idea. that is a SIN. someone on that art team is not seeing heaven
scrimblo bimblo, underappreciated or underrated fave
haha maria gorey go brr
if dgs3 was a thing i would love for her to be the assistant coroner she's hilarious
ace attorney has evolved from mainstream media, we don't have "oh you jailed my parent prepare to die" kids, we've got "yeah my mom's a murderer, it be like that sometimes". she has knives. she has a plague doctor mask. do i need to say more
(also madame tusspells but mainly because 1. i am kind of a homosexual and 2. i love putting on a french accent when voicing her)
glup shitto, appears for ten seconds but i won't shut up about them
ah yes, the e g g
no really i am obsessed with Ashley Graydon/Milverton. like, obsessed. is it because he's as pretty as he is an asshole? perhaps. but also because he's SO reminiscent of villains in victorian novels
no hear me out
a con man who grew up in poverty and now has broken up with his past? i mean, that is such a victorian character to write. have him marry a wild and untamed heroine and you've got a romantic 1840s novel, can i write that
poor little meow meow, my controversial, problematic, or otherwise pathetic fave
i MEAN. Kazuma. my boy. my man. he's such a little meow meow. a perfect little meow meow.
it's not like he's *exactly* problematic or controversial, on the contrary, I'd say he's mostly universally loved by the tgaa fandom. but let's be honest, some of his actions are... questionable. but it's ok he's my morally grey but lawful bastard <3
also whoever tells me kazuma isn't pathetic and lame sometimes hasn't played the game because omg he's a fool and a fool in love
horse plinko, you're getting tormented for my personal enjoyment
sorry ryunosuke, you know i love you, but. every time I write anything that has to do with him the poor guy goes Through It. do i enjoy making him suffer? i do not but still he's like the perfect target for my fic related crimes
(which mostly include him losing everything and crying, am i projecting? nah can't be)
i guess the punching bag gene was transmitted to phoenix lmao
eeby deeby to super hell you go
you think they'll have hallowed bottles of wine in superhell
yeah me either
guess it'll be like rehab for him innit
van zieks needs many things. rehab, intensive psychological therapy, a class on critical race theory. superhell is one of them.
he's such a massive BITCH during 90% of the games. he hurls bottles of wine to the gallery. he calls you a clown. he slams his leg on the desk. he drinks on the job. he's insufferable and extra and i love him as a character but not as a person you kno
and then come those last few cases and. this man has gone through a lot of stuff, you see. he worried about soseki-san, in his way. he starts voicing his respect for you as a lawyer. and I'm like. "shit. have i been manipulated". that bitch gaslights gatekeeps girlbosses his way to make you feel bad for him and it should be a CRIME how much i liked him by the end of the games
not to mention he's also like extremely fucking hot
anyway barok you're heading STRAIGHT to superhell for sassy crimes, racist crimes, manipulative bastard crimes and also for distracting me from the fic i am supposed to write crimes
hope you liked this peek inside my... twisted mind... *dramatically turns around flailing my vampire cape*
thanks for the ask bestie ^^
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astraorionsblog · 4 years
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A RANDOM BLOG FROM OUR GROUP
Travel blog
Tagaytay
A component city on Cavite Tagaytay is the one of the most renowed tourist spots in the country. It has actually bees a Favorite destination especially from the people in the metro.With an overlooking views of the beutiful taal Lake.And pleasent temperature made this place the country's 2nd summer capital.
Your Tagaytay tour will not be complete without visiting this local market located on the 2nd floor of the mahogany market,there are several eatiries to choose from offering the famous tagaytay bulalo.
Pet blog
I remember my dog named "jumbo" when I was young. He is a puppy of my dog also named "hotdog". Jumbo's color is pure brown. Jumbo is kind of a dog that sweet, why I said it..? Because jumbo always be on my side when I go to my grandfather's house he follow me, when I go inside the house he follow me, when I play out doors he follow me. He loves to play with and he also loves when I take him a bath. I loved jumbo and I feel he loved me also. One day jumbo got sick and not eating his food and it continues and then me died . I miss carrying a dog like jumbo.
Food blog
AThere are many delicious dishes from different cuisines – American, Indian, Mexican, Greek, Chinese, etc. Each has its tastes, peculiarities of cooking. But which country has the best food? The question “What is my favorite food?” may occur to students when they are assigned with essay writing on this topic. Hm… and indeed, what is that? Determining with the favorite food is half the battle. Now, you should start writing about it. It isn’t enough to state, “My favorite food is … I like it because of …”. The descriptive essay writing is meant to be another – describing food as concisely and vividly as possible. Describing your favorite food, don’t be afraid of touching on a taste receptor of the reader.
So, in this article, you’ll be shown how to write a descriptive essay on “My Favorite Food”. Moreover, you are given an essay sample to show how it should be done in practice. Follow it and write your own essay!
Gaming blog
Mobile Legends: Bang Bang is a 5v5 Multiplayer Online Battle Arena popularly known as MOBA game for Android and iOS platforms created by Moonton, a game developer company in China and it was released on November 2016. It is Free-to-Play but has an in-app purchase and this includes Diamonds which you can use to buy heroes and skins, and are completely optional as the game stands for their title "5v5 Fair MOBA for Mobile".
Mobile Legends is considered as an action real-time strategy (ARTS) game, is a genre of strategy video games that originated as a subgenre of a Real time strategy game, where a player controls a single character in one of the two teams. The objective of the game is to destroy the opposing team’s main structures especially the nexus, kill enemy heroes, and defend your base with the assistance of periodically spawned AI units or minions who fight forward with you along the set paths.
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Mobile Legends Quick Review
Mobile Legends is a very popular mobile MOBA game especially in the Philippines, it is commonly called by players as ML or MLBB. Events and tournaments are also being held by two big Philippine Telecom Companies, Globe and Smart to encourage more Filipino mobile users to play Mobile Legends.
From my perspective, Mobile Legends accents are mostly copied from League of Legends (LoL) because you can get the feels of LoL map and characters while playing ML. Because it features much of what players would expect from a PC MOBA like DOTA, League of Legends or SMITE, including: laning, jungling, item builds, hero roles, hero abilities, skins, and much more.
The interesting part with Mobile Legends is that you can buy your equipment even without going back to your fountain, and you don’t need to buy potion as you had a spell called regen which will heal you health point for some time. This is a fast paced game, where on one run you only need at least 10-20 minutes play to win or lose.
If you are attached to PC MOBA like DOTA 2, LoL, HoN, SMITE or Heroes of the Storm, you might had a hard time adapting to mobile MOBA game especially Mobile Legends. But if you enjoyed playing Mobile Legends, you surely love it. Aside from its quick gameplay which will save your precious time, it is also portable because you can play it anytime anywhere with your android or iOS phone, just be sure have a good signal reception of 3G/4G/LTE to experience smooth gaming. If you're experiencing lag due to high ping, see how to lower your ping (fix lag in Mobile Legends).
Some of known Mobile Legends competitors on mobile MOBA community are the following: Vainglory, Ace of Arenas, Heroes Evolved, Destiny of Thrones, Garena Arena of Valor, Heroes of Order & Chaos, Heroes of SoulCraft and MOBA Duels. Most of these MOBA games have similarities with each other so expect to be confused on what MOBA game will you going to choose.
In conclusion, Mobile Legends has both Dota 2 and LoL aspect combine which made it a pretty fun game. To know more about the game, continue reading for its Guide, Tips and Tricks.
Mobile Legends Guide
This Mobile Legends guide is intended for newbies or starters, or even advanced players who are looking for some information. To familiarize Mobile Legends, it is important to know every single details of the game, its different game modes, the heroes, skins, emblems, abilities and gears which will help you survive all the way.
Mobile Legends has five different game modes:
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1. Match Up Mode - Player vs Player 5v5 (Casual Gameplay), Trilane map.
2. Ranked Game - Same as Match up but competing for Ranks (Warrior, Elite, Master, Grandmaster, Epic, Legend, Glorious Legend), Trilane map.
3. Brawl Mode - 5v5 PvP fight with Random Choice of Characters, Single lane map.
4. Human vs. AI - 5 players vs 5 AIs depending on Difficulty, Mode, + you will need to invite 4 others to get started. (or leap of faith by finding 4 others by random), Trilane map.
5. Custom Mode - 1 vs 1+, this mode is Human vs. AI but you can play alone and have up to 1-5 AIs against you.
HEROES: There are 46 heroes currently available which you can choose from right now in the game, and these are the following: Akai, Alice, Alpha, Alucard, Argus, Aurora, Balmond, Bane, Bruno, Chou, Clint, Cyclops, Estes, Eudora, Fanny, Franco, Freya, Gatotkaca, Gord, Grock, Harley, Hayabusa, Hilda, Irithel, Johnson, Kagura, Karina, Karrie, Lapu-lapu, Layla, Lolita, Minotaur, Miya, Moskov, Nana, Natalia, Odette, Rafaela, Roger, Ruby, Saber, Sun Wukong, Tigreal, Vexana, Yi Sun-Shin and Yun Zhao.
Most of the heroes are available through either buying them using in-game credits or real money (converted to Diamonds). These 46 heroes are categorized into 6 different roles: fighter, tank, mage, assassin, marksman and support.
Heroes of Rotation or Weekly Free Heroes. At the beginning you’re given a few heroes for free then after that you have to obtain them through currency (diamonds). But putting the thought of currency (diamonds) aside you can still play decently as some of the heroes through the hero rotation. Every week a new group of heroes becomes free for you to play until the week is up.
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Sports blog
NBC CAMPS BLOG / BASKETBALL
MARCH 04, 2020 | TAGGED MOTIVATION
BASKETBALL TIP: IMPROVE YOUR WILLPOWER
Becoming great at basketball requires you to have willpower. It's easy to assume we know that that means. Take a look to find ways to improve your willpower.
What does "will" mean?
The word "will" is from Old English and means "what you set your mind to, your purpose, desire or request." People create a will so that when they die, their desires or plans are carried out. Your will motivates your mind and body toward a plan. The term weak-willed was used to describe people who were powerless to achieve what they set their mind to do especially when they encountered difficulty.
Willpower Energy
Your power to achieve your goals is limited. You only have so much energy. If you need a great deal of willpower to achieve your dreams, you need to have a plan. For example, a person wakes up and does 15 minutes of ball handling. At noon, he works on his shooting. After dinner, he plans to do his jump training and conditioning workout, but an awesome show comes on the TV. He loses his willpower to complete his training. Be sure you know what tempts you to quit and give up or to lose momentum.
Key ways to improve your willpower:
Willpower is contagious. Get around people with strong willpower. Take a look at your friends, they are one of your greatest influencers. If your friends lack willpower you will too.
Rate the contagiousness of the willpower in your environment: High Moderate LowSleep affects your willpower. Limited sleep = limited willpower.
Rate your sleep habits: Great Fair PoorMake tasks fun. The more fun you have working out, studying, practicing, the more willpower you will have. 5= You love it 0=You hate it
Rate the fun you have: (Working out ___ Studying ___ Practicing ____)Forgive yourself. If you have a setback, don’t be hard on yourself. The harder you are on your mistakes and the more guilt and shame you have, the more you will mess up the next time. Athletes who make a mistake on the basketball court and then yell at themselves or make a big show on how much they messed up, will be the most likely on the court to make a big mistake again.
Rate yourself on how easily you forgive yourself ____
How easily do you forgive others ___
5=Very Easily 0=Not able to forgiveStay positive. For example, if you make a bad pass in the moment, be kind to yourself, picture in your mind making a better pass in the future, and be mentally strong.
Rate yourself on your PMA (positive mental attitude) _____
5=Great PMA 0=No PMAPicture the negative consequences. When you are creating your goals and work out plan, picture as clearly as possible what it would be like if you don’t reach your goal. Imagine sitting on the bench next season if you do not follow through with your workout. The more you can feel how it will be like, the more likely you will be to follow through when you don’t want to and to find the willpower to achieve your dreams.
Rate your skill at foreseeing the possible negative consequences of when you lose your willpower. _____
5 =Great Ability to foresee 0= No ability
Fashion blog
"Fashion is a way to express yourself"
Wear whatever you want to wear, follow your heart follow your style. If your sense of fashion is a little boyish then go with it. If you want some revealing clothes then wear those. If you want some cool trendy clothes then be with it. Stick to the fashion you want because in that you can have your self-expression.
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For me, fashion is wearing something presentable to the eye of the people. I admit that sometimes I wear revealing clothes but for me its a happiness because I can express my self, I can express the sense of fashion that I want and I believe that girls should never choose a clothe that they should wear because if a guys is really pervert then he will be, some girl are wearing long sleeves and loose pants but then they still receive a catcall from people who is lack of intellectual capacity that doesn't know the word RESPECT.
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Fashion is like freedom,wear what you want to wear and give yourself a chance to have its own voice.
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