#imma peg him with that paper

[till-you-scream-and-cry]

me complaining, keep scrolling

#ok so I've got this assignment #and the professor who shall remain nameless #skipped and cancelled so many classes #that with having absolutely no knowledge #everyone had to write 10 pages of basically black magic #although i probably know more about black magic #so yeah #if he says it sucks #imma peg him with that paper #rolled nicely #just #dude fuck off you forgot to do your job forst #some people should never fucking teach #but after 4 hours of crying i made it #does it sucks? probably #do i care? not anymore #uni broke me if anyone asks #edit: #i hope the grammar and not only explains how dead my brain is rn

[hellishlibrary]

Loser Yan Smut

since the poll got 94% for yes to loser yan smut imma do it ^^

Losers do smth to me istg 😩

anywho— fem reader! reader implied to have slight muscle mass. (For all the strong girlies out there)

Warnings: Story build up, pegging, face sitting, sub character, dom reader, slight biting kink???, teasing, slight bondage, cowgirl (yan riding reader), slight feminization, masc fem reader, reader has a pussy, and cumming on stomach in pt 2

NSFW STORY BUILD UP BELOW CUT

You and Ozzie, didn’t know each-other- Well you didn’t know Ozzie. Ozzie knew everything of you from your favorite color to your date of birth. He was really just a loser that rambled about anything and the legend of Zelda any chance he got. Meanwhile you were the schools star female football player. Ozzie had drooled over rival football players getting tackled, wishing that it was him.

It was a regular high-school day, you were walking towards your algebra class and you see in the corner of your eye, a slim, pale, boy staring at you in awe. He quickly looked away and blushed, you smirk and find this amusing, maybe you’ll entertain this little big crush of this mysterious boy. You sit in your usual seat and start your assignment, solving the problems with slight trouble, you wonder and ask your seat mate next to you and he says he doesn’t understand either. So you ask the boy who was staring at you earlier for a bit of help.

“hey- do you know the answer to number 5 and 6?”

“Oh— uhm, it’s -27.96 and for number 6 it’s 2684.29..”

The poor boy struggled with the simple sentence and was a blushing mess. You smiled and thanked him, before writing the answers down on the paper. Ozzie then finished the assignment with ease and watched as reader, you, struggled a bit. He was about to offer up help, but didn’t want to be a burden for you. Ozzie then sighed and pulled out his sketch book and doodled your beautiful toned figure and your beautiful face off of memory, it was almost identical to you. Near the end of class, Ozzie quickly collected his stuff and walked out of the classroom, trying to speed to his next class and not get targeted by assholes. Alas, luck was not on his side and he got slammed into the locker by two boys and their girlfriends giggling as their boyfriends target the poor boy. You then walk by the group of people and head over to them, noticing one of them was your teammate on the football team. Then seeing the bloody nose loser on the floor panting, and teary eyes. “Hey- back off Elijah! Leave him alone!”

“do you know this freak, [name]?”

You roll your eyes and push the guy out of the way and help the guy on the floor up and walk away from the now, annoyed group. The boy now looking at you with a blush and bloody nose from being slammed into a locker. You glance at the scrawny looking man and smile. The boy looks away from your glance, his face turning a deep red hue.

“th-thank you for helping me from those guys..”

“oh? Those ass holes, don’t mind them, they’re just insecure jerks”

You shrug and walk the mysterious guy to the nurse, walking awkwardly beside him, his slight heavy breathing and eyes darting towards you every few seconds. You two soon approach the nurses office and get Ozzie’s nose cleaned up. You then awkwardly say goodbye and get to your next class with a tardy pass.

———

1 week later

———

It was another late Friday afternoon; game day. Where you had its final game against your biggest competition! You put on your shoulder pads and cleats, making sure your jersey was on correctly. You then hear the coach call for your team, you smile proudly and jog up to the bench on the sidelines, watching teammates look at each-other with fierce eyes and snarling faces.

Half way into the game, and it was your turn to shine, you get into position. Another male teammate teases you before they blow the whistle and everyone scrambled to get the ball. As you caught the ball you threw it to your teammate, the teammate fumbles the ball and falls, tearing the muscle in his knee. Ozzie watches as the game stops, envying the teammate getting your attention, seeing both teams get on their knee as they check the players knee, they then take the player out of the game, tending to him. Ozzie watches as you get back into position and sigh, seemingly stressed.

Ozzie watches until the end of the game, his eyes observing both your beauty and brawn like perfection. He thinks for a bit before walking over to you, ‘accidentally’ bumping into your chest. You look at the boy who fell on the ground and smirk. Your ego getting the best of you.

“Hey baby, what are you doing here, Ozzie, right?”

Ozzie almost creamed his pants at the nickname, but he let out a shaky breath. His face red and heated, as he looked up to your beautiful face. “Sorry.. I wasn’t looking where I was going (reader)” Ozzie says in a quiet and elated tone. Ozzie then was taken aback when you pulled him in by his waist, your tits pressing against his collar bone.

“I think that you’re lying to me, pretty girl.”

You said in a flirtatious manner, your hands still on his waist. Ozzie could blissfully live like this but his body started to react. His dick began to harden, he quickly realized and tried to hide his erection. You notice and chuckle, your breath against his face. You pull away and let go of his waist, slipping a piece of paper into his hoodie pocket.

As you walked away, he starts to read what’s on it. It reading your house address and a little message stating; ‘wanna have a good time pretty boy?”

He shutters and smiles sickeningly sweet, his dick straining against his pants as he already knew what you had in mind. He hopes that you don’t mind that he already knows where you live, and that he knows your parents are on vacation for the next two weeks.

As he walked to his house happily, when he opened his door, his maid greeted him and took Ozzie’s bag off of his back and calmly put his bag away before bowing and turning to finish cleaning. Ozzie then walked out to his room and started to prepare for his punishment for being a perverted loser, so he locked his door and walked to his closet and opened a hidden, locked, drawer. Filled to the brim with toys, one being your old vibrator and another being your dildo you’ve lost recently.

Ozzie then grabs lube and your underwear and pulls down his pants and underwear before pouring the the cold lube on his man pussy whilst grabbing your vibrator and dildo and sets the vibrator on medium, while he gently fingers his hole to loosen it up before plunging the dildo in his hole.

Ozzie lets out whines and moans as he accidentally brushes against his prostate in a rushed lust filled vision.

Pt 2??

#yandere oc #yandere x reader #oc smut #yandere male #sub character #smut #top reader #yandere sub #yandere loser #yandere smut #top fem reader

[herobrinemybeloved]

Herobrine's N+S+F+W Alphabet }⁠:⁠‑⁠)

ive always loved nsfw alphabets so imma write one for Herobrine tehe

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hes very loving and gentle, he'll make sure you're comfortable and clean you up whilst you lay there in afterglow, he's a true gentleman. Maybe if you ask him nicely and the man hasnt fucked you unconscious he'll make you a hot drink or grab you a snack

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On his partner he's an ass man, through and through. He loves to feel his partners hips and cheeks in his large hands, and he likes to see nice red handprints afterwards. On himself, he makes sure everywhere looks good for his lover but he likes his big strong hands and veiny forearms, he likes to know he's strong enough to protect you if need be

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He'll never admit it but man loooves to creampie. He loves filling you up, it's like a certificate of authenticity for him, so if he does this feel honoured because it means you're the one for him. Granted he's unlikely to unless you're really serious w eachother, he's terrified of stis and pregnancy if his partner is afab

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly loves being topped, be it pegging or a partner with a penis, it will take a while to convince him to let you try it because hes usually the top and the one in control so it'll take a shit tonne of trust building, but once you get there, the sounds he makes will make it worth your while

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Well he doesn't NOT know what he's doing,,, all his previous partners have been one night stands from rich people business parties, and only a handful of partners at that. Dw he knows where the clit is, where the gspot is, where the prostate is, etc but his scope is limited to missionary and cowgirl so unless you're cool w vanilla in two positions you'd best teach him stuff. Luckily he's a fast learner and is dedicated to pleasuring his partner

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, he likes to see his partners face and be able to hold them close, and it also allows the most control which he thrives on, and cowgirl for similar reasons, his partner on full display for him

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Suuuper stonefaced, he's very dedicated to your pleasure so he's not exactly a goofball in the sheets. Maybe if it's a sultry sexy dominant roleplay type scenario he'll let out a deep buttery chuckle, but it's part of the act. If you're super super close w each other he might be friendly and jokey afterwards tho

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he's a very hairy guy so it and be difficult to keep everything under control, but overall he's trimmed down there and shaves all his private parts clean except for his snail trail and the bit just above his dick. He likes the way it looks but could shave it all or grow it all out depending on what you're into

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Unless specifically hatefucking or told to be animalistic and feral, he's a total cheese and can be very romantic, lots of sensual massages, cleaning the room beforehand, maybe putting on some music, nothing over the top but expect a lot of cuddles and kisses and compliments

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't really feel the need to if you're around, but if you're not in the mood or away he'll jerk off on average every two or three days, not a crazy amount, he can keep his sex drive in check. He has a flashlight that he keeps in his general-work-stuff office at home, locked in the bottom drawer of his desk, under some fake papers. He doesn't tell anyone about this, not even his partners, he's a lil ashamed and embarrassed

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ooh boy here we go. Most of these are his sinful secrets that he's too embarrassed to put into practice, buuut... breeding, sadomasochism, bondage, sensory deprivation (think blindfolds), light pain, enemies/hatesex/heroxvillain, domination and humiliation (his partner or himself), and light knife play. He's willing to try stuff like water sports and somno, but it'll take a lot of communication, he's a healthy dominant. Also he loves to be handcuffed to the bed

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bed, he's kinda boring, but the bed is the most sensible choice because it's comfy and private and convenient if you two fall asleep after. He's excited to try shower or bath sex though

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Controversial but getting into an argument (not a serious relationship ending one obv) gets him kinda hot and bothered, he likes to see his partner with all restrictions removed at their most emotional and vulnerable, and it gets the blood pumping. On the other hand, he loves soft fluffy cheesy romance, sharing a bath with candles and rose petals and music and champagne, it's just so warm and vulnerable to him he can't resist. That isn't to say all his romantic actions have a sexual motive, just that if you're down to clown, he's already there baby

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

The obvious illegal immoral ones goes without saying, r##e roleplay, teacher/student, cop/criminal, parent/stepchild or child, ageplay, petplay, vomit and scat, fatal wounds, and he finds cosplay and heavy character roleplay awkward and cringe

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's really good like crazy good considering his limited experience, and he can get better since he learns so fast. He knows how to use his tongue and hands and lips, sausage or taco, he loves recieving but prefers giving since he can be the direct cause of his partners pleasure, and can get to know his partners body better

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be fast and rough if he feels like it or if he knows you're into that more, but he defaults to slow and sensual since that's enough to take you both to o-town. Plus it reduces the burning muscles the next day. Also considering his,,, anatomy,,, it would be kinda dangerous if he were to plough you

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Eh, he doesn't mind them and will gladly take it if one or both of you doesn't have time or energy, but he'll always prefer long, intimate, sensual nights of sex since why give in to hormonal impulses for a quick release when you can wait a little while and have constant pleasure for hours??

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's very safe and in control, he'll never let you get hurt or into trouble, since he cares about you and would blame himself forever if anything happened to you because you had sex. He's willing to experiment to an extent but as long as there are failsafes incase something goes wrong. He's open to trying risky places but nowhere totally public and exposed, more like the forest behind his house since it seems open but he owns that land so nobody will catch you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Yea I wasnt joking when I said hours and burning muscles, this guy is superhuman and can easily go for upwards of five or six rounds in a night, but chooses to limit it to four since he's very well endowed and veeery strong and to continue would just be painful for you, besides he's satisfied by that point anyway

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He owns a fleshlight and a pair of handcuffs, although he's up for trying more and could easily buy all the toys and gear he wants since he's rich, he's just never had a reason to before you

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't tease too much, it doesn't bring him joy to keep you on edge and disatisfy you repeatedly, but he will prolong the moment for longer so you can feel the magic for longer, he knows what he's doing

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from a few grunts under his breath mans is almost totally silent with the occasional compliment, he's mostly heavy panting, but if it's a feral rough night then he'll make some more noise, lots of grunts and groans. If you hear his moans it's rare, but if you tell him you like his moans he'll let more out gradually

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Hes demi and gay, will date and fuck cis or trans guys and maybe some under the non-binary umbrella, if you form a strong enough connection with him and it works, it works, he's not too picky and really just wants someone to love

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Ok uhh please hold your gasps until the end,,, he's ten inches and thick, the middle of the shaft is wider and gives it a bulging appearance, some pronounced veins along the top, head is slightly smaller so it makes it look bigger, circumcised, with big balls to keep it balanced n all. Hes really packin a horse cock but he knows how to be gentle and safe so he doesn't impale you. If you have a cervix he'll let you take control and be on top so you can adjust to him

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not too high, he fantasises abt sex a lot but can keep his stonecold prudish composure until you give the go ahead, you might have sex four or five times a week but maybe more or less depending

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He's an insomniac overworker night owl and will make sure all your needs are accounted for before he joins you in bed. He likes to make sure you fall asleep first so he can watch and protect you before he falls asleep. He sleeps like a log tho so if you need to wake him in the night you're going to have to shoot him

#original character #oc #literature #herobrine minecraft #herobrine #herobrine lore #minecraft headcanons #alphabet

[almondtqfu]

genshin characters being hot pt.3 ✦ ayato

📄 : just a new series about genshin characters and how they’re hot and you have a crush on them and they are hot, and also some cuteness and soft stuff, and also did i mention they’re hot? ✧.*.:｡ gn reader / modern!au ✧.*.:｡ warnings: slightly suggestive, making out, other than that expect lots of flustered fluff ✧.*.:｡ ✉️ : you must have seen this coming hehehe i can't do this series without him involved. this one has some fluffy boyfriend!ayato as well, but yeah ayato is hot and imma go ham when he’s finally out :D (lowercase intentional)

yep. this man. whew. 

okay for starters, he’s definitely the student council president/student representative, type of person. without a doubt. 

when you joined the council though, you didn’t expect someone so stupidly hot to be in charge. 

honestly, even aside from his outer beauty, you still couldn’t look away. his voice carried through the room, and his words would keep your attention glued to him. he was meant to lead, he’s elegant, poised, and carries himself with such charisma that it's no wonder everyone follows him. 

you somehow became the secretary, according to ayato your qualities you had written when you applied were perfect. another guy named thoma was the vice president and honestly both of them looked so hot, you understood why you heard such rumors and a few dirty “not-so-secret” secrets that other people would whisper around campus about them. 

you couldn’t blame anyone, thoma was definitely hot, there’s no denying that, but ayato?! 

dear god, it almost felt like a sin to be near him and not do anything. you couldn’t help imagining what it’d be like to be with him, in all fairness though, it wasn’t just you, tons of students dreamt of the same. 

picturing him pulling you aside from your busy school schedules, leaning against the walls of school buildings away from prying eyes, and him having you pinned against the wall while he whispers the sweetest words in your ear. 

shit, your face was on fire from the mere thought and it wasn’t anything too crazy.

while ayato carried himself with grace, don’t get things twisted, he’s still just a regular student as well. he has gone to more than a few parties, he can hold his liquor extremely well, enough to marathon through drinking games to the point he’s the only one standing. ayato drinking is hot, you’re not even sure why it just is. when he chugs a drink in one go and keeps moving like it’s nothing, that determination to win whatever game he’s playing just makes him extremely attractive. you hadn’t pegged him to be so competitive but you were dead wrong.

ayato is an extremely hard worker, if you hadn’t stopped by for lunch in the council room once, you wouldn’t have seen him slowly going through papers and information on his computer. a sigh fell from his pretty lips as he rolled his neck to work out the creaks. when he saw you he greeted you like he would any day, but he was definitely trying to hide just how tired and stiff he was.

you gave him a look of pity, how had you not noticed him working so hard? it was most likely due to him working in the shadows clearly, away from anyone, you weren’t sure if it was because he didn’t want to burden anyone, or, maybe, everyone simply assumed he’d get it done. not wondering at all whether or not he has a lot on his plate already.

he was surprised when you walked behind him and placed your hands on his shoulders, and you began massaging his tight muscles, he tried to be stubborn and say he was fine, but eventually, it all wore down. his muscles relaxed and he let out a sigh as he leaned back into the chair, and your touch.

the groans of satisfaction that he’d release whenever you’d hit a certain knot in his tense shoulders made your face burn. you really needed to get your head out of the gutter.

“thanks so much _____.” he’d say and it’d make you look down at him. he’d have his head leaning back in the chair, his hair would touch your stomach and his eyes would stare right into yours. your face must be on fire, and you can’t look away from his icy blue eyes. 

“o-of course…” you’d mutter out, “you can rely on me you know? don’t try and handle all of this on your own.” 

ayato’s eyes would widen, and he’d simply stare at your pretty features, he’d known you were attractive but seeing you so close—even if it was upside down—you were cute. a fond smile graced his lips as he sat up so he could look at you properly. “thank you, i’ll try to do that.” was his response. 

you smiled and from then on, ayato would try to ask you, thoma, and his sister ayaka for help. the two of them thanked you later because they don’t know what miracle you pulled off to get ayato to lighten his load. little did they know the man was simply forming a crush on you. 

you spend more time with ayato after that little interaction as well. he often asks you if you want to eat your meals together when he sees you, and how could you deny that. turns out though, eating lunch with him also turns into needing to remind him to actually eat his lunch. otherwise his eyes will wander over to his notebook, which is filled with notes from the council and other clubs he’s in. 

you learn that ayato is the head of not only the council, but also a kendo club, and is a member of a fencing club as well. he has so much on his plate you have no idea how he handles it on top of classes, but he just does. 

you’ve only ever come to find him at his clubs every now and then. seeing him in his kendo or fencing uniform is a lot for you though, seeing him sweaty and tired, and seeing him come out of the club in regular clothes, but still drying off from the shower he had just taken, gods…

he’s hot when he studies, don’t even get me started. when he thinks, he places his pencil on his lips, tapping it there as he reads over things. he also clicks his tongue when he can’t quite figure a certain thing out, the sound for some reason does something to you.

whenever you talk about a certain thing you just don’t get, he’ll chuckle and offer to help you, when he comes to sit next to you instead of across from you, you feel your breath hitch. his shoulder is pressed against yours, and he smells amazing. he’s that guy that just has the best cologne. like the type that has everyone all over him.

you try not to let it go to you, but it’s hard, you wish you could wear something of his and drown in his comforting scent. alas though, and so you drown out those daydreams and focus on what he’s telling you about the subject you were struggling on.

after a few months though—and some meddling—you both begin to question your relationship. 

ayaka and thoma weren’t dumb, they could see how ayato was becoming very close with you, how he was different with you, how he would praise you just a bit more, spend a bit more time with you.

they didn’t need it to be spelled out for them, they could see it plain as day that ayato was crushing hard. so they decided to split up and gather intel. when they both finished talking with you both they were honestly at a loss. ayaka asked her brother about it, and he openly admitted to liking you a lot, but he was a bit nervous to act on it, which was pretty unusual for him. whenever he wanted something, he’d go after it, but he was actually quite nervous. your case was a bit different when thoma asked you, although you admitted to liking ayato, you were more afraid of the fact that he was so popular, he was beautiful, smart, and he could have anyone, so why would he be interested in you?

they both sighed at how hopeless you two were, and then ayaka had an idea.

ayato was heading over to the council room because ayaka asked him to meet there, but when he came, he was surprised to see you there and not ayaka. you too, were surprised because thoma said to go ahead and he’d see you at the council room. it didn’t take long for both of you to realize it was a set up. 

you both laughed about it, and ayato offered to instead take a walk instead of staying in the place you two always spend time in. so as you walked the streets of your campus together, ayato makes the bold move to hold your hand. your shoulders tensed momentarily, and when you looked at him, he wasn’t looking at you, his ears were burning red. 

his hand, of course, is super soft as well, you interlace your fingers with his, and he smiles. that day you and ayato confessed to each other, and ayaka and thoma were witnesses due to them tailing you both. 

simply admiring ayato, you could tell he was hot, elegant, and has his quirky traits too. but boyfriend ayato? gosh it’s not only better, it’s heaven.

ayato is a wonderful boyfriend, he’s attentive, caring, and he loves to spoil you. 

you don’t know why you hadn’t thought of ayato spoiling you, but when he visited you on the first day after becoming a couple, he had a flower in hand, and offered you his arm as you both walked to school. it was sweet of course, but you couldn’t deny feeling shy. people saw you with ayato and gave you either looks of awe or jealousy. 

ayato wasn’t blind, he felt your nerves and so he did exactly what you’d dreamt of, he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “don’t worry about what everyone thinks okay? i only want to be with you. okay?” 

yeah, him saying that, in his deep, smooth voice, to say your legs didn’t want to give out would’ve been a bold-faced lie. 

ayato enjoys flustering you (as a way to hide his own flustered emotions) and seeing you shy. trust me, everything he does gets to him a bit too, it’s just it’s only a fraction of how much it affects you. 

his nicknames for you (if you’re comfy with that) are prince(ss), darling and sweetheart. he loves how easily they make you melt, whenever he wants to tease you or get his way in deciding something, he’ll whisper in your ear saying sweet nothings and calling you one of those names. you’ll just hide your face in your hands and he’ll laugh and pull you to him so he can kiss the crown of your head. 

ayato honestly needs you, he thinks he’d quite literally fall apart without you, now that he knows what it’s like to have you. 

you keep him in check when he's working, making sure he doesn’t overexert himself, and he’s so thankful. you still massage his shoulders when he’s at his desk or in the council room (only if it’s just you two though). you also make sure he’s eating his meals and drinking water too. ayaka and thoma are honestly so thankful for you, it was such a hassle to get ayato to relax, but now with you, he takes breaks much more often so he can rest. 

ayato is also hella built. like no joke, you weren’t expecting it, he seemed like the very sexy but lean frame type of body, but when he took his shirt off once when you offered your shower to him after he took you home on a rainy day, needless to say you were speechless. 

the little peek of his v-line had you stuttering in your brain. his abs were so defined and his chest looked so smooth, you wanted to run your hands over it. his shoulders were broad and when he caught you staring, he smirked and walked off to your shower. 

yeah you didn’t even care you were caught, your boyfriend was hot.

oh, and did i mention ayato loves skinship and cuddles? 

he loves having you close, he honestly can’t keep his hands to himself. he loves when you sit on his lap or his thigh when spending time with others, and also hugging you from behind. his arms just hook around your waist and he feels so comfortable. 

this also means that when you two kiss or make out he has to have a hand on you. he’ll hold your face, or your neck, or have a hand on your head or in your hair. he also loves having his hands on your back so he can run them down the dips in it, he loves memorizing every little detail about your body. every bump, dip, curve, yep he loves it all. he also loves holding your hips and thighs so yeah, there’s that information. 

ayato is an excellent kisser by the way, he’s got your head spinning and your heart pounding, he knows exactly what he’s doing every single time, and it’s never too forceful or awkward. even if you have the accidental bump of your noses, or anything else awkward you never feel too bad because it always makes him laugh and continues kissing you.

ayato also doesn’t feel bad about kissing you just about anywhere, and if by chance someone catches you making out, he acts like everything is totally normal. so when childe walks by while ayato has you pressed up against the wall of one of the school hallways near the end of the school day, what does ayato do? he’ll wave and say that you’re busy and childe will just snicker and keep it moving. 

“now, where were we darling?”

ayato loves passionately and with his whole heart, so every moment you feel loved and  make out sessions are always heated, so yeah you’re in for it with this one. 

in the end though, while you think that you’re so luck to have him, he feels that he’s so lucky to have you.

prepare for not only an extremely hot man, but also a tender and loving man as well. 

#genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact ayato #genshin ayato #kamisato ayato #ayato x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin headcanons #genshin hcs #.gn reader #.✉️

[e-jaegerenthusiast]

aot boys kink hcs

here are some kink hcs i found written on a piece of paper during my super important class 🥴 fr i was sitting in class as my professor gives a lecture— instead of listening i zoned out and wrote different kinks/overall sexual things down and thought if eren, jean, and levi would be into them 🤞🏻

eren art by aidan.k_art on insta

levi cosplay _hakkencoser_ on insta

warnings/tw; like many many kinks 💀

would they let you choke them?

eren: yes. surprisingly, it’s the only dom-like thing he lets you do him. (other than ride him) he would love the thrill of his life in your hands :,) although it would take him a while to let you do it to him. he says it mid-sex, i’ve written something for it with eremika here ;)

jean: yes yes yes. he loves it so much, gets him whining and moaning

levi: i feel like he’s claustrophobic :( so he’ll let you put your hands around his neck, just don’t put in any pressure. the first time you did it was when you were riding him, you didn’t really think much of it as you put your hands around his neck, giving pressure with your fingers. suddenly his lust-filled droopy eyes turned into one of horror. pulling you off of him as he grabbed his own throat, coughing. you apologized so fucking much and hated yourself for it. he hugged you and told you it was okay, that he’s sorry but it brings him ptsd and makes him uneasy :(

choke you?

eren: surprisingly, no 😳 i feel like he would love to see his own purple fingerprints on your hips. however, he doesn’t like the bruises he leaves on your neck, he inspects them with a frown, kissing all of them and burying his head in your neck. once he chokes you, he feels animalistic. more than ever. its like he doesn’t trust himself to put your life that closely in his hands :(( so once he doesn’t do it anymore, you don’t ask him why. you know him. you know what goes on in his head.

jean: only if you ask him to, he’d be scared to apply too much pressure tho, so he’d do it lightly

levi: yesyesyes. i feel like levi would do all dom things to you mostly when he’s mad at something or at you. he’s the type to grab you by the neck and kiss you passionately. awooga

would they whine?

eren: very. very. very rare. only if somehow you’ve managed to take the upper hand.

jean: yessir. definitely. mommy kink all the way.

levi: mostly no. although he really really needs to. he wont let himself. mostly grunts. although he does when you’re sucking him off, he whimpers and tries to hide it, but you humming around his length throws him over the edge.

would they overstimulate you?

eren: all fuckinggg day. he doesn’t care if you can’t anymore. shaking? pffttt suck it up. literally

jean: only if he’s super horny. would do it if you want to.

levi: not really. he likes it when you overstimulate him 👀— doesn’t really ask you to, however you can obviously tell by the way he bucks up his hips into you or your hand even tho he just came.

their fave position?

eren: he absolutely loves spooning you, fucking into you as your warm back is pressed against his chest, your back arching and head going to his shoulder when he hits that special spot in you and kisses your neck. he can easily hit your g-spot in this postition, loves when you squirm against his chest. his hand holding you close. —he also loves the most weirdest positions omg- he likes bending you in ways that could almost break you like a pretzel - your thighs pressed against your chest, your legs at a wide angle resting on his shoulder—you must take yoga classes for this man he loves fucking you in the positions🥴 even upside down

jean: he loves loves loves when you ride him. he’s called a horse for a reason😩 also loves mirror sex. we know he can get cocky sometimes, so he loves fucking you infront of the mirror as he holds your jaw and forces your eyes on the mirror, fucking you hard. also is a sucker for passionate/slow missionary.

levi: doggy. fuck yes he loves it. or reverse cowgirl omf— loves the view sm. not that he doesn’t like to see your face in sex omg😭 it’s just- he prefers it that way cuz he kinda doesn’t want you to see him, in all his vulnerability. :,) its rare he lets you. but when he does omg- the image is burned into your memory, his face and the way it contorts into pleasure, his thin brows going up as his mouth is wide open— or he’s clenching his jaw.

would they agree to you handcuffing/tying them?

eren: no. he likes to be free LMAO i’m sorry

jean: yes. definitely. finds it so hot but still tugs on them so so much and begs you to untie him.

levi: won’t admit it but he loves it. eventually comes around. pounces on you like a wild dog when you untie him and fucks the shit out of you. grunting as he calls you a brat for tying him.

would they tie you up?

eren: 100% fucker loves to see you squirming.

jean: not really, he tries it out of curiosity but just doesn’t know what the fuck to do without your touch. likes it better the other way ‘round.

levi: yes. he would like to take revenge for you tying him up. would def torture and edge you a lot.

let you blindfold them?

eren: never. would like to see you and every single expression on your face.

jean: yes. loves it. makes him so so sensitive and he loves the thrill of not knowing where he’s gonna feel your touch.

levi: maybe. if you really beg him and annoy him for it.

blindfold you?

eren: yes yes yes do i even need to elaborate

jean: not really. same as tying you up, he would get too nervous and flustered and not know what to do.

levi: absolutely. he’d actually almost chuckle at how responsive you are to his touch. he’d literally just sit there for minutes, gliding his hands over all parts of your body, your arms, legs, thighs, stomach. loses sense of time as he plays with your body.

would they let you peg them?

eren: absolutely not. fucking scoffs and chuckles at you and mocks you when you suggest it.

jean: yes. with persuasion. he’s mostly open and experimental. would he end up liking it? maybe. he finds the feeling very weird at first, but asks you with a blush if you can do it again another time.

levi: no— thinks it’s disgusting.

anal?

eren: yes. yes. yes. would absolutely destroy you. loves the tight asf feeling.

jean: would try, doesn’t like it. makes him cum too fast 💀

levi: thinks it’s filthy.

breeding kink?

eren: yes. loves filling you up. doesn’t like baby talk tho— he hates kids 💀💀 is sorry but maybe eventually?

jean: likes to cum on your back, stomach, or tits more. however he loves the idea of having a family with you. definitely cums in you while baby talk + “you’d be such a good mommy.”

levi: he rarely cums in you, you’d have to beg him to or wrap your legs around his torso, then he can’t stop himself. doesn’t trust condoms or birth control. he’d say there’s still a chance of you getting pregnant 🥴— not that he doesn’t want a baby with you- not yet tho. he needs to warm up to the idea of becoming a dad. trauma n all yk.

jealous seggs?

eren: definitely. he’s possessive.

jean: definitely. he’s insecure :(

levi: yes but doesn’t admit it (surprise surprise) not a lot tho, he knows he has you wrapped around his finger. doesn’t really show his jealousy much. lets it eat away at him silently:/

lets you pull their hair?

eren: hell no. you do it anyway , he goes absolutely feral.

jean: yes. loves it so so much. also open to basically anything that makes you happy

levi: even tho he doesn’t like anyone touching his face or his hair, he warms up to it. likes the feeling of your hands in his hair. (also- mostly kiss his scars. he’ll actually cry. oop imma write a fic on that ✍🏻) he also loves loves loves when you shampoo his hair for him. gets him turned on. did y’all know thats an actual kink

would they spank you?

eren: definitely. more mid-fucking to see your reaction and the way you clench around him.

jean: likes to hold and squeeze your ass more as you ride him.

levi: oh fuck yeah. when you act like too much of a brat, he makes you go on all fours, or lay on your chest on his thighs, giving you spanks and making you count. talking to you after each spank, “will you be a brat again, huh?” spank, “you do it on purpose dont you? like to rile me up? hm? get me fucking mad like this?” another spank as he molds the flesh of your ass with his palm after each one, holding himself back from kissing the flesh.

face slapping?

already made drabbles for you slapping them

eren: yes yes yes. he would be a sucker for the innocent look in your eyes as tears swell up in them. he would do it repeatedly and keep bringing your jaw back to look at him after each slap.

jean: no, he doesn’t have it in his heart 🥺 would love if you did it to him.

levi: this is very difficult. i’ll leave it for you to decide between these two; 1. he doesn’t lay his hand on women. (spanking’s an exception in his book, other than that, hell no) 2. he only does it when he’s angry. like genuinely mad at you during sex, so that’s how he takes it out on you. but kisses you afterwards.

dacryphilia?

eren: hell yeah he loves when you cry for his cock, for him. this fucker does anything on purpose just to make you cry. gives a sadistic smile when tears finally come to your eyes.

jean: no, he wouldn’t wanna make you cry. although you do cry for his horse cock😩 he’d have a concerned expression on his face as he wipes you tears with his thumb, “what’s wrong ,baby?”

levi: absolutely not. literally despises crying. for himself and other. especially you. he’d wipe your tears as soon as they come when his dick is in your throat.

knife play?

eren: YES. he would purposely put a little pressure on the knife to scare you. this mfs a sadist. but he would be very careful to not hurt you. (if you ask why he would be into this but not choking you, it’s cuz with a knife, he knows he won’t actually fuckin stab you. he has control over the knife. his hands, he’s afraid not.) pain

jean: no omg— he would think you’re joking at first, his face forms the most horrid expression as he asks you if that’s an actual thing💀

levi: yes, he would never put pressure on the knife tho. he’d only glide it accross your body teasingly, the cold blade making you shiver under his touch as his eyes go dark. would like to do it to you when you’re blindfolded. doesn’t want you to see that dark look in his eyes.

blood play?

eren: yes. he likes to sometimes bite on your lower lip so hard it draws blood, he would keep kissing you, the iron-like taste not bothering him the slightest. it turns him on. also loves when you make him bleed by scratching your nails on his back, he throws his head back and fastens his thrusts 😩

jean: not really, my baby would get concerned— blood makes him uneasy 🥺

levi; absolutely not. too much ptsd and trauma from the sight of blood. doesn’t wanna see it painting your soft skin at all.

gun play?

eren: not really, he’s too violent to be handling a gun in sex.

jean: no—

levi: yes. he’d empty the gun beforehand tho, without you knowing.

candle wax 😳

eren: not really, he doesn’t like the redness it brings to your skin afterwards.

jean: likes if you do it on him, fucking loses it. he actually cries and whimpers, making you concerned but he nods his had swiftly, urging you to continue. likes the burn, reminds him of your touch, it’s not really any different from the burns your fingertips leave on him upon your touch.

levi: yes omfg- he loves it. he would also blindfold you for this one, probably tie you up too. loves to see you squirming in this situation. (omg i read this one fic on wattpad called “submit” and he was using candle wax and ice— AWOOGA)

ice play?

eren: yes yes yes, he’d run the ice down your stomach after rolling it on your nipples with his hands, he’d put it on your clit and chuckle as you squirm from the coldness of it. goes down on you to warm you up with his tongue afterwards.

jean: he likes it when you use it on him. holding the ice between your teeth as you run it over his nipples and down his chest. he’d be squirming and moaning.

levi: fuck yes. he’d put it in his mouth and kiss you with it, the ice melting between both of your tongues as he hums in your mouth. he’d also run it down your stomach and your nipples as he holds it in his mouth. the contrast of the cold ice and his warm tongue making you moan and whimper beneath him.

podophilia (foot fetish) dont read that as pedophilia uhm💀

eren: not really no, never crosses his mind.

jean: yes yes yes. omg absolutely this man having a foot fetish is canon to me😩 he’d love you giving him a foot job omf- would whine so much. also would kinda like licking your anckles and your toes as you giggle

levi: uhm. you must already know this clean freak. he thinks it’s fucking disgusting. i agree with him

ear fetish

eren: he likes it when you nibble on it or bite the shell of his ear. absolutely his weakest and sensitive spot

jean: not really idk why but no

levi: would nibble and tug on your ear as he’s fucking you, head burried in your neck as he pants and grunts.

food play?

eren: would loved to drizzle honey or whipped cream on you and lick it off your chest or stomach.

jean: would love for you too do it to him, with whipped cream or chocolate on his abs and chest, even his neck. he’d be a moaning, panting mess.

levi: does not like to involve food with sex 💀

chastity (holding back from sex to rile themselves or you up)

eren: hell no💀 he’s an impatient fuckin bastard. cannot handle going without fucking you for more than a couple days

jean: would love for you to do it to him. would beg you and plead as his cock throbs for days, though you know he likes it when you don’t give it to him instantly.

levi: yes yes yes. he would make himself go without sex for weeks. you have to beg him to stop and just let you fuck him, but he’d mutter sum about needing to “train his own stamina and self control, and your patience, brat.” but when you do break through him, trying to seduce him after weeks, it would be some of the best sex y’all have. going for rounds on rounds.

voyeurism

eren: as much as i love the “eren watching you fuck jean/reiner”— i think his possessive self will never ever let another man touch you. i mean cmon have u even read 139 🥲

jean: dont do that to him 🥺 he’s gonna be super insecure like omg- no

levi: absolutely not. do not test this man. he might not show his jealousy openly but you are his and only his.

role playing?

eren: i feel like he’s not that into it but he’d do it, he’s very picky so hmm maybe good cop and bad cop? 👀

jean: as i mentioned before, he’s very experimental and would do almost anything you ask of him, so yes. he’d be into doctor/patient ;) he likes it more when you’re the doctor but you can switch too oh my god bye now i’m thinking about jean in a white thingy doctors wear omf

levi: only captain/subordinate 😩😩😩

daddy kink

eren: not really, it makes him think about being an actual dad which turns him off 💀 sorry to crush yalls dreams 🤞🏻

jean: as i said, mommy kink. though he would like it if you addressed him as daddy while he takes control.

levi: no💀 finds it fucking weird. lowkey makes him sad n think about his dad and who he is or where he is he like being called captain sometimes tho ;)

degrading?

eren: fuck yes likes degrading you all the way. “look at you, my little slut.” “such a whore for my cock hm?”

jean: would like to be degraded 😁

levi: would keep it on the minimum— occasional “brat”s or “dumbass” jdjsjs nothing too intense. he has a way with his words :)

somnophilia sneaked this in at 200 when i forgot to add it cuz it’s my absolute fave kink

eren: he’d play with your body for minutes on minutes, loves to see you so responsive to his touch even in your sleep. he rubs slow circles on your clit, to get you wet. raises his brows when he notices you’re already soaked in your sleep. he literally fucks you awake. shoves his length in you balls deep as you scream and wake up— hitting his chest as he chuckles at you

jean: you’d both be asleep, until you wake up to the feeling of jean humping your thigh, whimpering in his slumber softly, you smirk. he’s chasing his high in his dream, mumbling your name as it’s barely recognizable. he wakes up to your mouth wrapped around him, cumming so fast as soon as he realizes he’s awake.

levi: he barely gets any sleep. but as he’s laying down next to you, head buried in his book while you’re stuck to him like a koala, he’s content. having one arm wrapped around your body and hand stopping at your waist. he’s brought out of the focus of his book by you moving against him. at first he thinks you’re waking up for some reason, then is proved wrong when you’re repeatedly grinding against his thigh, your leg wrapped around it. he chuckles, catching himself off guard. he watches as you hum in your sleep and say his name. he starts slowly meeting your grinds against his thigh, shaking it. he’s now rock hard in his shorts, teasing your hole through your panties with the hands on your back. you end up cumming in your sleep, he cums in his pants. fuck.

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and there we have it— sorry if i left anything out- these are all the kinks i could think of for now 🥴

also ik i usually write hcs for aot and jjk boys but with this one, i kinda felt like only doing aot. since the paper i found had these 3 boys written on it 🤪

#aot #snk #snk smut #aot smut #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #jean smut #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirchstein #jean x reader #eren jaeger #eren smut #eren x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi smut #levi ackerman smut

[scara-meow-che]

(hope im not interrupting the event)

OKAY BUT U PEGGING/FUCKING PROFESSOR ZHONGLI IN ONE OF HIS ONLINE MEETINGS?? hes struggling to keep a straight face and hes trying his best not to stutter all over the place and look composed for his stundents but its just so hard when youre fucking him so good and in front of all his stundents too!

after hes ended the lession and said goodbye to his stundents (like the nice and polite prof he is) u pull oi3t of him and give him a fat amooch on the cheek and of course the aftercare he deserves (w all the sweet sweet praise, compliments and snuggles he wants)

-bunny anon (if the names still free, i can change it to '🍙 anon' if its not! )

IMMA CRY 🍙 ANON PLS I WAS THINKING FOR SO LONG ON HOW TO MAKE THIS PROMPT BECAUSE HHHNNNNGGGGG

zhongli has the prettiest voice out there. so deep like the oceans blue, rich in honey gold, mesmerizing as if he's a siren himself with how easy it was to be pulled in.

and it's prettier when you have your cock shoved inside of him.

"a-nd the policies established by the qixing had p-progated—," zhongli was cut off as his knees buckled up when you shoved the dildo in his hole, smiling at the way he tried standing up to keep his composure straight to the screen. "my apology from stuttering, i am not feeling a bit well but let's continue?"

he had a different set up today, obviously following what plans you had of him and as he's naked down his waist, he wore a neat long sleeved shirt he often use in class, his hair a bit of a mess as he kept brushing it up to hold on to it, to push himself back down the fact that he is teaching in front of his students as he gets his greedy hole stuffed with silicon cock.

and you kept up in fucking him, ears picking up every break in his voice. god, to be the very reason why zhongli crumbles in front of his students, doing his very best to have a straight look on his face only to bite down on his lips, eyes fluttering close for miliseconds to spare him the embarrassment, it was a sight to behold and you just hope he did good in presenting on cams.

you would see his cock twitching, the tip leaking so much that when it hits the table where he has his papers on top, he smothers it with white.

"you're making a mess, professor." you coo, the word professor only tightens the feeling settling deep his core. you feel bad, really, to see his dick not getting any attention when all you do is leisurely fucking him with the dildo in hand so you went up and simultaneously suck him dry and fuck his hole to his orgasm, hitting his sweet spots with every rut inside him.

and as his lesson ends, as his students bid him goodbye, he came hard inside of you, head bobbing down to hide away the lewd expression formed in his handsome features, hands itching out to close the meeting. he's too fucked out from the whole hour of you pleasing him.

his knees finally give up on him, his whole legs tremble that you have to catch him in your arms. zhongli had his tallet frame nuzzle close to you, cuddling him in your arms as you gave him lots of kisses.

just as he deserves for being so sweet to you.

#( 🍙 ) — anon #i was so close in making this a whole prompt #but we need to emphasize this one 😭😭

[rebelcap]

We are not just friends —Part 7

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a people of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.  

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually) 

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally. 

Series masterlist

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 — Part 6

This part contains smut ahead.

Chris was pacing on the hotel room, possible scenarios running on his head about what will happen with Sofia. He was… nervous.

“Why are you pacing like an old man?” Sofía asked him as Chris took a step backward, surprised.

“I always forgot you're so goddamn sneaky. Jesus Christ.” He put a hand on his chest and sigh, Sofía laughed taking off her backpack and hoodie.

“I'm sorry.”

“Yeah, I'm sure your sorry.” He smiled, knowing the pleasure she had on doing this on everyone. Sofía laughed as she grabbed the menu beside the tv.

“Don't know about you, but I'm kinda hungry.” She was looking at the menu that disappeared from her hands as Chris take it and put it back. She just kept looking at the empty space.

“Sofia,” Chris scold her as she puckers her lips, playing dumb and Chris laugh. “You don't make this easy.” He rubs his face and now she laughed.

“Okay, okay—” She took a deep breath. “Let's just get over with. I kissed you, pretty much I was ready to—you know, that. Thoughts?”

Chris stared at her and they started laughing again.

“Well, I kissed you back and I already told you that I wanted to do that since I meet you. thoughts?” He played along.

“Okay, being honest to… I kinda wanted it too.” She scratches the back of her neck. “Alright, now what's next?”

“I still want you.”

Sofía stare at him, some part of her didn't believe it—he's too good, he's… Chris. He's freaking hot as hell—he's. Are you stupid Sofia? Jump his fucking bo—

“Me too.” She frowns taking a step forward and kissed him, Chris waste no time and grabbed her by the back of her thighs and wraps her legs around his waist, walking towards the bed, and laid them on them, softly. Chris was grinding against her as they kissed, Sofía was pulling on his sweater until he obliged and take it off.

"Jesus fuck Chris," She looked down at his chest, abs—he was an actual Adonis, Dorito Adonis. "You have amazing tities." Sofia cupped them and Chris laughed, he laughed out loud distracting him from the task on hand.

"You're such an idiot," He pressed his lips as she smiles. "God, I adore you." Chris smile as he kept kissing her, his hands started

"You're a dork," He smiled and kissed her, lips pressing down on her as she meets him with the same passion. Sofia felt like her whole body was electrified, finally, the year-long tension pent up, it makes everything so intense.

Chris took charge as she kicked her legs out and grabbed his face to kiss him deeply. "Take it off," She murmured referring to her clothes. Chris let her go and first took off his own shirt with a swift move.

"Fuck," Sofia bit her bottom lip looking at his body, the orange light from the lamp just gives him that soft glow. He's fucking perfect.

He unbuttons her jeans and pulled them down including the panties and started running her lips on her calves and went down to kiss her once again, his hands went straight under her shirt and pulled it off and as soon it was discarded his mouth went to her breast, sucking them off.

"That piercing is so fucking sexy," He said leaping at the little silver as Sofia just shudder, she was a weak bitch for a good titty kissing. He pulled the cups of her bra up and grab them both to press her into his face.

Sofía was watching him, lip caught between her teeth and running her hands through his hair. Chris looked up as he kept kissing down, she nods at his question.

He runs his nose down her stomach and kissed her in es thighs, Sofia closed her eyes and gasp as soon his tongue lapped on her pussy, his beard felt so good against her.

Chris wrapped his arms around her legs to keep her in place as she started to move, moans escaping her lips.

She could feel every lick, every little caress of his beard, his hands pressing down on her flesh.

"Jesus Christ," She moaned, getting a hold of the sheet as he kept building up—taking his time, flicking her clit faster when she moved. "Fuck, fuck" She moaned feeling that builds upon her belly. "Don't you fucking stop," Sofia panted as Chris sucked faster.

Chris pulled his hands and grabbed her ass, burying his face in her pussy.

"You wanna cum?," He asked looking at her face as she trembles with pleasure.

"Fuck, yes,"

"Yeah, baby? all over my face?" He practically grunted as he buried his face again.

"Please," She grabbed his hair and he groaned. "Chris," her moans got louder and suddenly she went silent as her body started shaking, extending to her legs. "Oh my fucking god,"

Chris chuckles as she breathes heavily pushing him away.

"You okay, baby?"

"Yeah, just," She breathed and smile. "that was fucking intense, you eat pussy like a lesbian." She rubbed her face and chuckle, still riding out her orgasm.

Chris lean on again and started kissing her again and Sofia wrapped her legs around his waist, with one hand he undoes his jeans and started pulling them down and Sofia grabbed his dick and he gasps, he was hard and she had to peak down.

"Well, fuck," She blinked and then looked at Chris.

"What is it?"

"I just haven't had like, dick like for two years and you're big as fuck." She pointed out and Chris sat down on his heels.

"Hey, we don't need to do anything if you're not–"

"No fucking way, you're fucking me." She pulled her on her again and Chris laughed.

"Just, hold on," He said grabbing his pants again and pulled out a condom, he slides it on his shaft and grabbed her legs and position himself on her entrance and slide a bit. She nod as Chris looked at her. "Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful like this,"

"Yeah?" She asked gasping when feel Chris bottoming her. "So good."

"Yes, baby. Fuckjbg gorgeous," He kissed her and asked her, with his lips on her. "You good?"

"Move," Sofia bit her lip as he started moving and she felt the tightening on her stomach, she was cumming again. Chris thrust speed up as he fucked her through her orgasm.

Sofía was in a literal paradise, how the fuck she doubted for a second there was beyond her now, this is the only men that had her cumming and cumming all over again. He was relentless and sweet.

His thrusts became a little sloppy as he was about to finish.

"Harder," She murmured as Chris kept kissing her neck. His skin was flushed his face red as he was cumming, grunting, and grabbing her legs with force as he piston inside of her.

Holy shit.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily as she wraps herself around him. He kissed her, slow, looked at her, and push her hair off her face.

"Hi," She smiles biting her lip.

"Hey," Chris smiles still caressing her face. "Come here," He kissed her again.

Chris woke up to an empty bed, the sun pouring through the white curtains and no sign of Sofia. He rubbed his eyes and sat down on the bed and let out a tentative. “Sof?” but, no answer. He grabbed his phone and there was a text from her.

I had left super early, we went to some warehouses trying to find a place to the brewery, I didn't wake you cause you look too damn cute.😚

Chris snort and quickly answered her back as he leans on the headboard.

You should have, so I could kiss you goodbye. I better head back home to feed Dodger, imma see you today?

You're so fucking corny, Christopher. Jesus Christ. Yeah, I guess. Don't know when I'm going to be free thought, I'm swimming on papers right now. I'll let you know

You like it corny, baby.😚 Alright, Hon. Is there anything I can do?

If you can convince Ron to hire another person to help us here—I'll gladly let you fuck me in the ass.

If that ain't an incentive, gimme Ron's number.

Boy, if you pull this off. I'll buy the lube myself—I'm ready. Cause he's a cheap fuck.

He laughs again and called the number she attached to the text, Ron quickly picked up.

Sofía didn't expect him to actually call her boss, right here right now. Ron was pacing on the parking lot of the diner they went in, kept glancing at her.

Get that 🍑 ready for tonight.

Ron walked back inside and sat down in front of her.

“Is really Captain America your friend?’

‘Chris? yeah.’ Sofia answered. ‘He really likes your beer—

‘Yeah, he said that—wanted to work with us as long we always send them a beer as to hire you an assistant.”

“Yeah, that sounds like Chris.” She laughed. “You know how expensive Chris is? you could easily hire like an assistant and a lawyer for all the permit shit the city of Los Angeles are marking our lives a living inferno.”

“Yeah, yeah—you're right,” He said grabbing some papers from the table. “I gotta go back to Boston, we need to close this deal as soon as possible. Can you manage here? hire the help you need.”

“Ah, yes. yes sure.” She couldn't help but smile, Ron stubble around and put some money on the table and then walked off but two steps in he turned around and pointed a finger at Sofía making her raise her brows.

“I'm giving you a raise.”

“Really?”

“You kidding? least I can do after this—my kid is going to flip out…” He said now and actually walked away, what she didn't count on was that she was stranded on here now.

“Great.” She said looking at the rental car speeding away.

So, it worked. You pulled it off, dude.

Don't you know who I am?

I didn't peg you like the name-dropper, Evans. You doing anything? Ron left me kinda stranded here.

For you I am. I'll pick you up, where you are?

Sofía texted him the address and kept working on those papers until Chris arrived. Even that her mind keeps replaying last night events—couldn't believe they actually did it and it was better than both expected.

“Hi, gorgeous.” Chris suddenly appeared to kiss her fully on the lips. Sofía was taken aback as she looked around the dinner. No one seems to give a shit.

“Hey,” She laughs as he seated himself on the seat in front of her. “Did you feed the little beast?”

“Yeah, he shit on the house—my bad, for leaving him alone last night but he did it on the bathroom.” He said.

“Aww, he tried,” Sofía put a hand on her chest. “He's such a good boy, you're very lucky.”

“Yeah, he's so precious and sleeps on my pillow and uses everyone as pillows.” He said, bashing smile as he speaks of Dodge.

“Its the perfect dog for you, since you're a Labrador.” She laughs picking up the papers from the table.

“A labrador?” He laughed.

“Yes, we had this conversation with Mandy that we compared every one with dogs—we were like super high on edibles.” She chuckles. “And she's a puddle and I'm a chihuahua, Luke's a Doberman and you're a Labrador.”

“You as a chihuahua is accurate.” He agreed.

“I know, I bite.” She winks at him and Chris bit his lip. “Ready to go?”

~~~

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[aziraamane]

More Human AUs, anyone?

'Cuz I've got a slow-ish burn right here, and I bet it's all already been done before, but fuck it, imma post what I have so far.

In short, it's Aziraphale (Ezra) as a fussy, demisexual university librarian who's had custody of Warlock since he was a baby, and Crowley (AJ) as a high-flying yet rather reluctant socialite who drinks a bit too much and just acquired custody of his godson and nephew, Adam.

~*~

Everyone knew AJ Crowley, if not by name, then certainly by face. With his mane of magnificent auburn ringlets, ever-present sunglasses, and prominence in the tabloids, he wasn't exactly a nobody. Women wanted to be with him, men wanted to be him (some probably wanted to be with him, too) -

And every morning, there he was at the school gates, ushering a curly brown-haired boy through the main entrance, with no security or bodyguards to speak of, just a cup of coffee in one hand and the bleary look of someone who didn't much deal with early wake-ups. 

"Right. You got everything, yeah?"

"Yes…? Um…" Adam looked at his rucksack, hanging on its peg, his jacket behind it. Both shoes, yep, got those on, and his uniform. He nodded, pleased. "Got everything!"

"Great. Okay. I'll be off, then -"

"Good morning, dear fellow!" Mr Fell bustled past, touching Crowley on the arm as he went. 

"Mornin'," Crowley murmured, swigging his coffee. Nothing "good" about being awake before midday, far as he was concerned, but Mr Fell had a smile to brighten up any dreary London morning, and he'd take that whenever it came. 

Adam hopped over to the black-haired boy holding Mr Fell's hand. "Hiya, Warlock."

"Adam!" Warlock trilled.

"Wanna play?"

"But, but we gotta have register first!" Warlock looked scandalised.

Mr Fell laughed lightly and knelt to plant a kiss on Warlock's forehead. "Why don't you and Adam go sit on the carpet together? Playtime will come before you know it."

"Okay!" Warlock dropped Mr Fell's hand, grabbed Adam's, and they ran off.

Crowley scratched his head as he watched the boys go. "Still feels weird."

"Having him with you, you mean?"

"Yeah...guess so."

"You'll get used to it," smiled Mr Fell. "Shall we?"

"Yeah.”

The throng of parents parted before Crowley, as they always did. Mr Fell in tow, they descended the steps and headed for the gates. Crowley stuck his hands in the pockets of his too-tight jeans and cast a look at Mr Fell, who was humming to himself cheerily. "Off to work as usual, then?" he asked.

"Oh, yes. No rest for the wicked, as they say. And you, my dear?"

"Ugh, don't remind me."

"That bad?"

"You don't know the half of it." Crowley chucked his now empty coffee cup into a nearby bin.

Mr Fell made a sympathetic noise. "No rest for the wicked, indeed."

"An' I'm the wickedest," chuckled Crowley. They'd reached his car, a beautiful, vintage Bentley that was his utter pride and joy. "Tempt you to a lift?" he offered as he unlocked it. 

Mr Fell just smiled. "I rather like the walk, but thank you. Perhaps another time."

Crowley shrugged. It had been a little game of theirs since Adam had started at school, since he and Mr Fell had become parental acquaintances. "Suit yourself." 

He slipped into the driver's seat without further conversation, taking note of Mr Fell's cheery wave in the rearview mirror as he drove away.

One of these days, he'd actually find out the man's first name. 

~*~

It was Ezra, by the way; Ezra Fell. His mother would tell you he's a lovely Jewish boy, if she were still alive to say so, and he would blush and flap his hands in a fluster, but what he was, without a doubt, was a thirty-five year old with bright blue eyes, plump pink cheeks, and the mannerisms and dress sense of someone twice his age.

And he had gotten sidetracked in the park by the delightful sight of two swans and their cygnets, and subsequently was an hour late for work. 

Again.

"Ezra!" whined Newt from behind the checking-out desk. "Why are you like this?"

"Terribly sorry, dear boy," Ezra replied as he slid into his seat. "Must have had my head in the clouds."

"I had to use the computer."

"Is the poor thing still alive?"

"The screen went blue. I had to call IT," whispered Newt in a horrified tone. It wasn't that Newt - Newton Pulsifer, to give him his full name - was bad at his job, exactly, but, well...technology wasn't his strong point. He was in his early twenties and a recent graduate at the university in which they worked, but rather liked the place, so he'd stayed on as an apprentice librarian, and tried to do as much on paper as he could.

Ezra patted his hand sympathetically. "How about you pop the kettle on. I'll man the desk for a while."

Newt immediately brightened. "Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks, Ezra."

Technology was rather alien to Ezra, too, but he, at least, could touch fingers to keyboard without potentially blowing the whole thing up. He'd still prefer to do things manually, but, as he often lamented, it wasn't the Nineties anymore. Sighing at the nostalgic twinge, he scooted his chair over to the computer, saw the screen back to normal, and ever so slowly, typed in his login details. 

Newt reappeared, holding two mugs of tea, and set one on the drinks coaster next to Ezra's elbow. "Don't forget," he said as he leaned against the desk, "you've got Introduction to Library Facilities at eleven -" Ezra groaned, for he had forgotten, "-and I've got training at twelve, so I reckon you'll be by yourself for most of the day."

"Wonderful. Marvellous. Simply tickety-boo." 

"Sorry."

"Not your fault, dear boy. Oh, I really must get Gabriel to stop sending all these students my way…"

"I swear, Ezra, if it weren't for the books, you'd never be here at all."

Ezra sipped his tea with a wry smile. "I daresay you'd be right."

(Part 2 here)

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[nayrael]

Quintessential Quintuplets ch75 - Ranking the gifts

Obviously spoilers for ch75 of Manga - skip the post if you are Anime-only or not up to date with the Manga

So the newest chapter has quite a bit to discuss, most notably how remorseless Ichika is.

But there’s another thing worth discussing: gifts. Or more precisely, which gifts are well chosen. And ‘imma gonna rank the four gifts! (Itsuki chose no gifts... because she demands gifts, preferably in form of food)

Definitely not biased, I assure you! Truly!

4th place: A Gift Card by Nakano Ichika

A choice that Ichika, who has become quite a cold rationalist, would choose. Rationally speaking, it’s excellent: why choose a gift when your vict... beloved can do so? How many times have we said “Don’t give me gifts, just give me money”, or wished to say it?

With that said, this gift sucks. When you give a gift, you want to put your heart into it. You want it to be remembered, to have a meaning. If possible, for it to become memento, or an item whose kind will always remind your beloved of you. A gift card will never accomplish that.

Minus points for daring to insult someone else’s gift. More than once.

3rd place: Gym Vouchers by Nakano Miku

First I was like “Well... at least it ain’t a Gift card.”

Then I was like “This is actually good for Fuutarou. With all his studying, his health must be shit. Some physical exercise will do him well. Miku understands this well!”

But then I was like “Look, if someone gave this to me, I would be like ‘Thank you but you didn’t need... but really you didn’t need to.’ Because let’s be honest, none of us actually want to us want to go to the gym. Fuutarou would exercise if he thought it would serve him.”

And then I was like “But she bought them with love! She even asked the boss, whose business she is literally ruining, to give her the money to buy this. This gift is filled with love! Besides, this is cunning: it will mean that Fuutarou will have to spend time with her. She’ll get to see him strong and sweaty, and he will get to see her assets better!”

Then I was like “True, it’s pretty cunning. But like all the rest, it will backfire. It always backfires for her.“

And finally I was like:

“GODDAMN IT MIKU! YOU FRUSTRATE ME SO MUCH! I SHOULD NOT EVEN BE ARGUING WITH MYSELF HERE! YOU WERE THE PERFECT GIRL! YOU WERE THIS CLOSE TO GETTING A PERFECT GIFT! YOU ONLY NEEDED A LITTLE MORE!

BUT IT’S ALWAYS LIKE THIS MIKU! YOU WERE THIS CLOSE TO CONFESSING! YOU WERE THIS CLOSE TO BEING THE BEST! YOU WERE THIS CLOSE TO USING A NICKNAME! IT’S ALWAYS CLOSE WITH YOU! YOU NEVER GO FULL WAY!

THIS IS WHY PEOPLE ARE JUMPING FROM MIKU SHIP INTO THE NINO TRAIN! BECAUSE YOUR SHIP IS NOT A MODERN CRUISER, IT IS A TEKKOUSEN!“

2nd Place: Paper Crane by Nakano Yotsuba

Ah, the pure gift of love. It’s not useful, it won’t make you wealthy, or anything alike. And it’s simple. So very simple.

But it’s built of love and pure wish that her dear Fuutarou stays healthy and happy.

There’s really not much else to say. Simple, pure, loving, and just great.

Oh, and she gets the last laugh: she put all her rivals down a peg and everyone’s gift ended up being Paper Cranes. Truly, an evil mastermind!

1st Place: Scent Candles by Nakano Nino

Ichika said that this is a silly gift to give to a boy, and she is right.

But it’s a perfect gift for someone like Fuutarou, who spends entire nights and all his free time studying, and who needs to take care of his own education, as well as education of five girls so close to him. It’s tiring and exhausting.

Nino knows that, so she got him candles that would at least a little soothe his hardships. Like Yotsuba, she cares about his health and how tired he is, but rather than making just a symbol, she also goes for something that might be useful. It’s a gift that most boys might not care much about, but Fuutarou might appreciate.

As a given bonus, the scent would also remind him of Nino, so it also has that going for it.

The gift is perfect... just like Nino!

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[inkonapage]

It’s Not Fair, Is it? (Darkiplier X Reader X Wilford Warfstache) Ch.3

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      After the lovely random recording epidemic of randomness you had gone back to your dressing room and changed back into your usual attire, but left the makeup and hair. Yan had done such a lovely job you’d hate to ruin it simply because the recording was over. Slipping back into your much more comfortable shoes, nothing was wrong with the ones given to you for the shoot but damn if heels didn’t get painful after a while, before heading out the door and towards what you were suppose to be doing about an three hours ago. Heading to one of the many offices in the building that was a bit out of the way much like his brothers; you had been told they were brothers but had never see the second so you couldn’t be sure. Knocking on the wooden door before entering, you smiled at the male you saw sitting at his desk that was littered with books and half written scripts. “Hello Author. So sorry about the wait but Wilford decided he needed to record a dance for his viewers.”

      “No worries.” He chuckled back as he sat his Quill down and turned to face you, “My brother told me that it was bound to happen. Now that you’re here we do need to speak of that script, dove.” Pulling over another chair he smiled as you sat down before turning back to the many papers scattered around his desk. Pulling out a bundle he handed it over to you, allowing you to look it over as he talked you through it.

      “This is the direction I’ve been told to go in for you and Wilford next skit. It’s something a bit old school when it comes to the romance. Something more…” he trailed off while snapping his fingers like he usually did while trying to find the right approach, “…hidden behind a friends smile and longing looks. The ever reclusive Dark stepped in on this project my dear, apparently he needed to make sure Wilford didn’t make it to, as he put it, annoyingly sweet.” Smirking as he heard you chuckle he could only nod in agreement as he watched you scan the words on the paper before flipping the page.

      “Well I can seen his influence in it clearly now that you’ve brought it up.” You snorted, “If you hadn’t told me I would have wondered if Wilford was doing ok. This certainly isn’t like him at all. Never would’ve pegged Dark for the romantic type…then again I’m not really sure what to peg him as. He’s such a strange and complicated man.” You muttered while finishing the script; you hadn’t honestly read it just skimmed it to get an over all feel for it.

      “Now then, seeing as how you’ve looked through it my dear do you have any comments? Complaints?” He hummed lacing his fingers together as he watched you, his gaze unreadable.

      “No, I think I’m good here. If anything comes up I’ll be sure to ask you. Does Wilford have one yet?” Glancing up at him as he hands you a second stack you chuckled as you got your answer, “Guess not.”

      “Sorry, but I haven’t had the time. Dark and Wilford have been working me to the bone with all of these scripts, story boards and outlines.” Author stretched with a soft groan as his back popped.

      Standing you chuckled while shaking your head and putting the chair back in its rightful space, “I’ll bring you a lunch again; Japanese again?”

      “Oh you know me so well my dear, thank you.” Author all but purred as he took your free hand and kissed your knuckles in appreciation, “Without you I’m afraid I’d be missing many a meals lovely.”

      Rolling your eyes as you ignored the faint heat in your cheeks as his usual flirty ways you turned and headed out the door with a call, “Thats what I do~! Taking care of my boys. Speaking of, I’ll bring the mystery twin something too. Can’t have him missing meals either now can we?” Honestly sense you’ve never seen him you weren’t even sure if he left his room durning the day. Maybe sometime you’d sneak away for a few minutes and attempt to track this mystery man down.

      Heading towards the first room you always checked when trying to find the man of the hour, you swore sometimes he just seemed to teleport at random, you wondered what exactly he’d think of the script this time. Sometimes he’d laugh, be moved to tears and on occasion fly into a rage but all you could do was try to calm him down in various ways depending on the reaction. Knocking before opening the door to his dressing room you sighed upon finding the room Warfstache less. Great. Scanning the room to see if there were any clues, you found none and simply closed the door before heading to the second destination on your mental list if hide away places for the actor; the stage. Upon getting to the door and opening it you saw Bim up there laughing and chatting with some contestants on his game show letting you know quickly Wilford wouldn’t be near the stage. Getting to know the man, yes he was an over dramatic drama queen at once but he was not a stage hog shockingly enough. You respected that about him. Turning on your heel and giving a warm smile to one of the odd looking identical men, this one in a Green shirt, as you passed him you made your way towards the last place you thought he might be.

      Darks office.

      It was the largest of the offices in the building you’d found, not much of a shock seeing as how this was Dark after all and he did enjoy the more lavish things in life as well as his space, but if all else failed Wilford was usually not to far from the head of the company. It was so strange how the two seemed to gravitate towards one another on their own, sure Dark was the head of the company and had to keep up with what his workers were doing but Wilford almost seemed to be like a co-owner. Partners, as you were told they were, in this business usually didn’t consist of two so different people who seemed to be the exact opposite in just about everything. Maybe they’d grown up together and over the years changed with what ever life had decided to do to them? That was the only way this made any sense to you with how they both acted, dressed and argued.

      Just before knocking you noticed the door wasn’t closed completely and were about to let yourself in figuring that maybe he’d just left and forgotten to close the door on his way out but froze hearing the tone Wilford was using; he seemed scared. “I’m telling you they remember!”

      “That isn’t possible.” Dark countered his voice calm but on edge none the less, not to mention that odd ringing, “They’re dead Wilford you know this. They’re gone. There is no way they’re the same person we knew. If they remembered why not say something? Why work for us? Surely if it were them, they would’ve said something by now about that night.”

      “You heard what they called me!” He snapped slamming his hands down on what you assumed was Darks desk, “They must know something- why else would they…this doesn’t make any sense!” Wilford laughed seemingly a bit crazed.

      “Calm down.” Dark sighed before continuing after the laughter had stopped, “Now if this really is them we need to be careful. The only way this is possible is a reincarnation…no way they could’ve gotten out of that mirror without a body. If they remember then they either hold no ill will against us, or simply just want to pretend they do not. But…if they don’t remember we need to thread carefully. We both risk reminding them of their past and ruining our goals Wilford. We cannot allow them to get in our way; I know you don’t want to end up hurting them, especially not again, but we must do what has to be done old friend.”

      Remember? Who were they talking about? You’d never met them before the interview so why did they think you knew something? Why would they even hire you if they thought that?! Taking a step back as you heard Wilford sigh and agree with the other male you suddenly felt panicked. Where they going to fire you? Worse, were they going to hurt you? You didn’t do anything wrong, you’d been the perfect employe so why was Dark making this sound like they’d end up killing you if you got in their way?! Hearing them begin to move towards the door you quickly fled the scene not about to let them know you had over heard their conversation.

      Dropping the papers somewhere along the way in your panicked dash for somewhere safe you shoved past people as if your life did very well depend on it. Wilford wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t hurt you, he’d almost shot someone before because they had insulted you there was just no way! Dark…he was hard to read but you hadn’t upset him in anyway so why did he sound like he was more than willing to cover up your untimely death!? Rushing into the women’s bathroom you locked yourself in and stopped in front of the sink. Looking at yourself in the mirror as you leaned on the cool metal you shakily asked, “Mark…? A-are you there?”

      “I’m always here when you need me dear, you know this.” A voice echoed before the figure of your life long friend began to materialize behind you, “Now what is it? Need some more advice for a skit? Or maybe- (Name) what happened? Look at you, you look like you just saw a ghost…bad expression I know forgive me.” Mark cooed as he looked at you with a concerned expression while he placed his hands on your shoulders.

      “I-I heard…Wilford and Dark they…they think I’m someone else. They think I know something- that dance brought up a memory that isn’t mine! Ive never danced with a soldier in my home before! If I get in their way Wilford agreed with Dark, he said he’d do what he had to do. Wilford doesn’t want to hurt me, Dark said so, but he agreed! He agreed…” You trailed off tears welling up in your eyes as you began to panic. Hearing Mark hush you and hum gently as he wrapped his arms around you in a gentle embrace he waited for a moment before speaking.

      “Now my dear I did warn you. I tried to tell you but you simply didn’t understand. I am truly upset that you had to hear that for yourself but I am glad that you understand who they truly are now. Not to worry. I won’t let anything happen to you.” He assured as you shut your eyes and all but crumbled into his hold, unaware of the veins around his eyes growing black as he spoke his expression stern, “Nothing will take you away from me (Name).”

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[sebbytrash]

Winter Canvas - Part Five

The One Where Fun-er Is A Thing You Agree With

Summary - AU Reader is an Art Major and needs a life model for a major assessment. The catch? It’s gotta be a stranger.

Pairing - Bucky x Reader

Warnings - Bucky is sweet as shit. Wear tooth protection. 

A/N - Thank you for all the support on this fun little series guys, I really appreciate it as tumblrs new best stuff feature is killing me. Posting early for my peach @-supernatural-coffee-llama

Winter Canvas Masterlist

“I’m bored.” Bucky says, for tenth time maybe. Probably.

“We’ve been here 10 minutes. Could you not?” You roll your eyes, again. Child.

“Let's play a game!” His eyes a little wider, his smile tripping up your fingers like it always does. Despite having spent a number of hours with him now, it never gets any less.

“Fine, if it’ll keep you quiet for a minute.” Smile. Wink.

“What’s your favorite movie?” Only one?

“This game is an awful lot like a conversation, ya know.” You smudge at the paper with your finger, blending a heavier line across his jaw.

“A game is fun-er.” Fun-er. O-kay.

“More fun.”

“Whatever. Answer the question.” He urges, rolling his eyes at the correction.

“Uh, I don’t know. Probably Star Wars?” You pull an answer from somewhere, too busy with the curve of his neck and the shadow his jaw casts on it. Looking between the paper and his face, urging your brain not to forget why.

This continues for the next 45 mins, Bucky hitting you with question after question, and his answers admittedly are not what you expect.

“Did you do any sports in High School?”

You can’t contain the laugh, “No. No, I did not. That’s obvious, no?” A vague gesture down at yourself. He squints at you, confused and then not, scoffs at the comment.

“Seriously, you look amazing.” Hello butterflies. Goodbye stomach. You clear your throat, and then again, you know, just to be absolutely clear on how awkward you feel. Stellar performance, Y/N.

“I assume you were, what, a football player? Given all the…” You wave at his shoulders and chest area, lingering a little on the latter. You blink a slow blink and look down at the pencil in your hand so you don’t lose any more minutes in the very full, solidness of his shoulders...and chest. Yeah, so not thinking about them. Nah.

He laughs, those crinkles around his eyes making your fingers itch, “Nah, I wasn’t into Sports.” He says, pulls his bottom lip into his mouth like he might think on how to continue, if he’ll elaborate, “My friend Steve, he was pretty sick when we were young. For a long time, actually. So yeah, after he finally got better, he was super into his fitness, wanted to stay healthy and in shape and I guess I just wanted to keep him company.” His smile turns to fondness, maybe even a little wistful.

Yeah, you’d pegged him wrong alright. Surely, in the handing out of personal qualities, one does not simply get this many good ones? How can he be this sweet and loyal, and yet has a face that’s slowly stripping you on any functioning body parts.

“Sure, I’m a little overprotective, but can’t say I mind the effects.” He mimics the way you gestured to him earlier like he knows.

Aaaaaaand there's the smirk again.

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[eurazba]

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. At the end choose 25 people to be tagged.

I was tagged by: The lovely @somethingscarlet13

Let’s go!

LAST:

Last drink: Glass of some good ol’ milk

Last phone call: Answering the work phone for my coworker to tell me that her migraine went away and that she was coming into work.

Last text message: To my darling girlfriend sending her a cute dog picture to cheer her up, and then in the process of writing this I sent a message to her asking if she wants to meet my nosey-ass friends

Last song you listened to?:  MACROSS 82-99 x YUNG BAE - Selfish High Heels (Feat. Harrison )

Last time I cried: A couple of Sunday’s ago from a depression episode brought up by thinking about my future how I’ll be a failure

HAVE YOU EVER:

Dated someone twice: Lol I gotta date someone once for that to happen

Been cheated on: Nope

Kissed someone and regretted it: A little bit, but it was only on the cheek, and I didn’t realize I regretted it until about a couple of years later when my sexuality became more established

Lost someone special: Haha I’ve lost a lot of special people in my life, I had three best friends for reference, I do not hold onto people well

Been depressed: Hella

Been drunk and thrown up: No, alcohol is icky

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

Made a new friend: Yes, many

Fallen out of love: Nah

Laughed until you cried: Ye, many a time

Met someone who changed you: My darling friend Aaliyah who helped my creativity blossom and not be bound by objects alone

Found out who your true friends are: In the past year, like the fuck kinda question is this?

Found out someone was talking about you: Yup, they sayin’ the same shit I say about myself, it’s nbd

GENERAL:

How many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: More than 10 or so

Do you have any pets?: Just one pupper for now, but when I move out I’ll definitely get more.

Do you want to change your name?: I’ve thought about it but no, I’m not even gonna change my last name when I get married.

What time did you wake up this morning?: 7:19 am My alarm was at 6:30

What were you doing last night?: Looking through notifications on my kink account

Name something you cannot wait for: Getting my degree and being free to finally move out and travel.

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yeah, I hate him, I have to see him once a month

What’s getting on your nerves rn?: My to-do list for tonight keeps piling up

Blood type: O-Negitive

Nickname: SO FUCKING MANY, pls understand my friends are weird af, And I’m iconic

Bronie, bronnie-whinnie, sofht pink, peg leg, jolly roger, one leg, brownie, pucca, that one, love, one legged badass (i shit you not), pirate admin, b dog, Bean, B, BB, paper towel roll, Big mama B, *voice crack* twENTy, bronze, broad-o-wyn, broadway, *stalker voice* I’m in, hopalong,

Relationship status: In a relationship with the cutie-est dork ever

Zodiac sign: Gemini

Pronouns: she/her they/them

Favorite tv show: *sweats* just one?

College: In Community College rn on scholarship, Imma get my degree and then fuck off

Hair colour: Brown with blond bangs atm

Do you have a crush on someone: I always have many little crushes on many people at once, they never get too big or last too long, and more often than not they’re tied to how often and what I’m talking to someone about, I talk to my girlfriend the most so she gets (”gets”? idk how else to phrase it) the biggest crush also I’m the most romantically with her so that plays a part too

I like to think I has something to do with me having a lot of love in my heart but it probably had something more to do with that fact that I’ve lost or drifted apart from so many important people in my life and have weird commitment issues because of it, I have a habit of making myself get “not too attached”. Ay yo what the fuck me?

What do you like about yourself: I can create a story out of anything, I’m very creative, also a dumbass who writes them self into logic holes

FIRSTS:

First surgery: I was 15 months old and had my Achilles tendon loosened to flatten my foot out for my Fibular Hemimelia

First piercing: Earlobes

First sport you joined: Skiing

First vacation: Somewhere probably, when I was a wee babby

First pair of sneakers: Shoes

RIGHT NOW:

Eating: Bargain priced cookies

Drinking: A tall glass of air

I’m about to: Take a shower

Listening to: Studio Ghibli Cello Compilation

Want kids: Noperoonie

Get married: When I was a kid I didn’t really want to get married, now I feel like I must exercise my right the marry a girl, but I’m still not sure

Career: Graphic Novelist, General hooligan disappointment

WHICH IS BETTER:

Lips or eyes: Eyes

Hugs or kisses: Kisses are easier to fuck up so hugs definitely, love being surrounded in that warmth

Shorter or taller: Taller, the fuck?

Older or younger: For me-older, I already am an old person in an old person in a young appearing, old person’s body. In general-younger, fuck baby boomers.

Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic, please don’t be spontaneous with me, I need much planning to live my life comfortably

Sensitive or loud: ????? What the fuck, no its “loud or quiet” what the fuck???? Sensitive or not, but what the fuck kind of question is sensitive? That could mean anything.

Hook up or relationship: Relationship, I am a very slow moving person in my life.

Troublemaker or hesitant: Depends on the situation, more often than not hesitant.

HAVE YOU EVER:

Kissed a stranger: Grody, no

Drank hard liquor: Unfortunately

Lost glasses/contacts: So fucking many times, my blind ass can’t find when my glasses fall off the bed at night

Sex on first date: Bruh I can’t even bring myself to kiss a girl on the first date I’m such a weenie

Broken someone’s heart: A couple maybe, sucks for them for getting attached

Been arrested: No, but I’ve been suspended by a cop who falsely accused me (a 10 year old) of calling him a pig and ended up traumatizing me.

Turned someone down: Yes actually, many years ago when I wasn’t a fucking mess

Fallen for a friend: All the time, I have no chill, I love my friends very much and in my head a date mate has always just been a best friend but with kissing and sexy privileges

DO YOU BELIEVE:

In yourself: Haha no

Miracles: Nah

Love at first sight: Nope

Heaven: No

Santa Claus: Nah

I Tag: some losers

@vodkaghosts @suspicioussunflower @palraiyuk @extraterrestrial-hippie @downton-gabby @iamtheheroamerica @yehet-sebooty-ohorat

and that’s all fuck you

#ask #info thingy #get to know some unnecessary things aobut me #me