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bugeater101 · 2 years

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Admiration

Synopsis: Changbin and you have been admiring each other from afar for far too long, and it's finally time he's done something about it.

Content: fem!reader x Changbin, chubby!reader, dom!Changbin, strength kink (duh it's changbin) sub!reader, reader is super hot (is that a warning??), f2L, mutual pining, Changbin has a dig bick (again, is this a warning or just an observation?), vaginal penetration, unprotected sex (use protection!!!!), lots and lots of fluff (aftercare).

Word Count: 6.0 k

Author's Notes: Changbin is so incredibly handsome and muscular it makes every neuron in my brain fire. Also this fic goes out to all my thick girls 💪

Taglist: @scribblemetae @mygsis, @9900z, @taekbokki

Changbin and you are all but a couple, blatant flirting made even more obvious by the ignorance you two have to actually date each other. All of your mutual friends consider you two a "will-they-won't-they" thing. Every glance at each other is held for seconds, eye contact made through hooded lids and suggestive smiles. Gazes scan the other's body—not reading posture and assessing outfits, but truly checking them out. Actually, no. Not "checking out": admiring. An admiration which covers a hidden desire, wanting to see what's below clothes, yearning to see flesh and what it would look like in promiscuous positions.

Changbin does it to you and you do it to him. Yet, despite your unmistakable mutual flirtation, you'd never let him know your feelings. You'd never let him know that you think about those pictures of him at concerts late at night, the ones where he is showing off his arms, or those pics of him at the gym where he posed proudly, display his naked back. You've seen him scuttle by without a shirt before just as he has seen you with nothing but your underwear on, and both of you hope that one day they'll be able to look at the other for more than just a few fleeting seconds.

One day, it's just you and him left. Everyone else had abandoned your apartment long ago, and what began as a movie marathon with your friends ended with you and Changbin finishing up the last movie alone. As the credit roll by, you shut the TV off and resume playing music, turning to him and, once again, allowing your eyes to settle on him and take in his features. Strong jaw, pecs stretching his already tight t-shirt, messy hair, a mischievous smile, and crossed arms that accentuate his strong arms. God, he's perfect. You did as you always did when you saw Changbin: took in what you could, because you know that these mere sights were all your relationship could ever be.

"Hey," you mumble to him. You were smiling, a reaction you were never able to repress when appreciating his physique.

"Hey," he replied in the same tone, his smile evident as well.

"Well... what do you want to do?" You ask, leaning back on the couch and letting the music fill the dimly lit room.

No reply brushed past Changbin's lips. Instead, he opted to look back at you. The entire night, he had been enjoying your body: how you pressed yourself close to him throughout the night for warmth and how you did it now, how his hand found your thigh and gave it a tight squeeze every once in a while, how your tits pressed into his arm when you held it, how the blanket draped over you two made you overheated but never taking it off, enjoying the scorching heat radiating from your bodies.

The light of the room, though faint, still illuminated your form. He studied your face, lips, chest, squishy upper arms, plush thighs, the curve of your stomach, the messiness of your hair, everything. Regardless of the countless times he's done it before, you'd never be able to shake how Changbin's steady affection of your form made you squirm a bit, especially when he has done it for such a prolonged period.

"Changbin," you muttered. "What... what do you want to do?"

His eyes widened slightly, then he let out a slight chuckle without diverting his gaze from you.

"You know," Changbin said, "I'm getting sick of just looking at you, y/n." Before you could respond, his hand clasped your chin and brought you close, pushing his lips into yours. What began as a peck quickly grew into something more, something that made his breath heavy and movements quicken. Though Changbin wanted to press himself into you, forcing you down on the couch, you were quick to the punch. With agility, you knocked the blanket encompassing both of you off, swung one leg over his thighs and straddled him. His hands never left your body, instead placing them on your ass and encouraging your gyrations as you moaned into the kiss. His teeth nipped at your lips, the light bites making you whine. Each grind through the denim of both of your pants, though confining, inevitably increased the pleasure of your ruts into his growing cock. Pressure built in the fabric and Changbin could barely handle the space between you two. His hands managed to push themselves into your pants and gripped your ass, fat spilling out of his hands as he forced you deeper onto his hard-on.

His mouth then migrated from yours down your neck, light bites alternating between pecks and sucks to your flesh. Despite desperately wanting to finally feel his chest without the shame of formalities and the barriers of platonic relationships, you instead choose to interlace your fingers within his hair, holding on to him as you moan with every drag of your clit against the seam of your pants.

"Oh, fuck, Changbin," you whine as you kiss his ear. The small praise, though minuscule to you, encouraged Changbin more than anything else you had done. His neediness became unbearable as his grip tightened on your ass, while his other hand migrated to grip the back of your head, tugging on your hair. You yelped at the newfound aggression but didn't refuse it, instead moaning louder at a volume deemed embarrassing for such small acts.

Changbin pulls away slightly to catch his breath, allowing you to seize the opportunity to attack his jaw and neck with kisses. He throws his head back at your eagerness, allowing you to kiss his adam's apple and finally, finally trace your hands along his glorious chest.

"You know how sick I of knowing that I can't touch you?" He groans as your hands rub down his abdomen, groping the muscles hidden under a small layer of squishy flesh and soft fabric, becoming intoxicated by the softness of a man so strong. "I have to settle for looking at your ass when you're not noticing, or when you are looking. I have to learn to appreciate your chest against mine in the rare hugs I get, I have to settle for your ass pressed into my crotch when I grab you from behind. Fuck, it pisses me off." The frustration in his voices causes you to stop kissing momentarily to look at him, wide eyes meeting his hooded ones. Your hands, however, never stopped touching his body, not wanting to remove them after finally getting the chance to feel him.

"I'm sorry, Bini," you respond sweetly. You place a kiss on his cheek as your hands travel up his torso slowly, moving from his abs to his chest, and up to his shoulders. "Well, now you can touch me all you want, okay?"

Changbin's grip softened on your for a second, not letting go. His eyes studied yours. It seemed that, since he was finally allowed to touch you and feel your body on his, he didn't have to resolve his urges with simple studies of your body. For the first time, he can touch you, and his eyes can rest. His eyes can finally, honestly, look into yours.

"God, every part of you is beautiful," he muttered. A blush quickly formed on your cheeks, making you even more embarrassed because you were literally sitting on this man's dick and that was what made you flush.

Before you could respond, Changbin's hands slid to grab your ass from outside your clothes, tightened his grip on you, and hoisted you up so he was now carrying you. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his torso, hands clasping behind his back for support.

"Binnie! Stop! I'm too heavy!" Now you were embarrassed for a completely different reason, one that you were a bit afraid to admit. But, Changbin wouldn't have it. Despite your protests, he continued his showmanship of strength and carried you to your bedroom, even opening the door himself, closing it shut with his foot, and tossing you on the bed with ease.

After bouncing on the mattress, you turned to Changbin with slight anger and insurmountable levels of anxiety.

"Changbin—" your voice caught in your throat. You wanted to call him out, to tell him that he knew you didn't like to be picked up. Regardless of how attractive you found yourself— sorry, how hot you knew you were, you just weren't comfortable with it. Of course, you wanted Changbin to notice how pretty your body was, how nicely your tits and peaking nipples looked through tight t-shirts, or how soft you were when you squeezed next to him. It's just that him lifting you was a different step. It was something you just couldn't shake, and he knew that you didn't like being carried.

Yet, before you could cuss him out, you noticed that he had managed to remove his shirt.

It was the first time you were able to study his body without the obstruction of clothing or social customs. You could now truly look at Changbin with no shame, and he wanted you to look, to admire him, to notice how much he wanted you.

"Y/n." You could barely respond to his voice calling your name. Your throat was dry and your attention was focused on his physique: muscles and perfect proportions had blinded you to all else. "Y/n!" He shouted, making you jump.

"Y-yes, Bini?" You stammered, finally settling your eyes back on his. They had darkened, taking on something else as if he were enjoying your appreciation of him a bit too much. He dropped his shirt and moved towards you, a walk turning into a slight crawl as he moved onto the bed. As his body moved, yours did too, trapped under him as you laid on the comfortor, staring up at the god of a man above you.

"Y/n," he said. His face bent down and kissed your forehead, then your cheek, and finally your lips before coming up again. "Y/n, you will never be too much for me. I want you. I want all you have. You will never be too heavy or too dainty or too whatever for me to pick up or kiss or cuddle or fuck. Okay, baby?"His words of affirmation hit you deeply: what had begun as a heated moment, the long-needed relief of tension, had turned into a much-needed confession. Nothing you could say back could mirror the love and adoration of his own words, though you desperately wanted to say something of the same calibre.

Your hands caressed his face as you brought him down to kiss you. It was not aggressive nor light like your previous kisses. It was sweet yet deep, pleasant but meaningful. When he pulled away, it looked like your own blush had transferred to him.

"Changbin, I've waited so long to touch you," you responded. "And I'm not going to let my insecurities stop me. Now, please..." your voice and pride faded as you realized how embarrassing the next request was going to be, but, true to your word, your confidence did not evade you. "Please fuck me, Binnie."

Lust incorporated itself into your loving words, making Changbin feverishly suck your neck again as his hands worked the button of your jeans, desperate to get them off of your body. After a bit of giggly and clumsiness, you rid yourself of the confines of clothing. You were bare underneath him as he was ontop of you, skin finally touching skin. His fingers couldn't help themselves and lost coordination with you under him, squirming with every brief, fleeting touch.

No matter how close he held you, how much he squeezed your thighs below him and ran his hands up your torso, he couldn't (or wouldn't) get enough.

"Please, Binnie, stop toying with me," you mewled under him. He had trapped you under the frame of his body, allowing his hands to thoroughly explore you while you lay helpless.

"You're not the one calling the shots, y/n," he mumbled between kisses to the valley between your breasts. "Remember who's in charge, okay? Because I'm not letting your whines or begs to stop me from finally being able to enjoy your fucking body." As you turned to putty from his words and actions, you did little to antagonize him. Actually, you couldn't even if you wanted to: you were helpless below him.

Though he played with you lovingly, there was still that eagerness, that aggression that lingered behind every grope. His hands finally settled themselves on your tits, his mouth sucking on them while his fingers lightly pinched your nipples. You writhed beneath him, wanting nothing more than for him to just fuck you.

"Please, Binnie," you beg, "I'm already soaked, just fuck me, please!" However, your frustration only grew as Changbin forced himself off of you and glared at you. You were about to continue whining when you finally caught his eyes and immediately shut your mouth. The aura radiating off of him was terrifying as if that hidden longing was finally revealing itself. His eyes tore from yours to look down at you. Suddenly, you realized just how naked you were, how exposed the situation truly was.

"Y/n," he groaned as he sat back on his knees, his eyes studying your form. He finally got a good look at how pretty you were under him: no clothes, no hidden desires, just you and him and nothing else. You nodded in response to your name, hoping to elicit a reaction from him, wanting to break him out of the trance your body had placed him in.

However, he was completely captivated by you. Not only were you the woman of his dreams, literally begging below him to stuff you with his cock, but you were also you. Even now—completely exposed, rutting into his thigh, hoping to gain a reaction from him and making him fuck you like he meant it—Changbin is immersed beyond carnal actions. Though your entire body yearned for him, he was still focused on something else.

Your eyes were so wide, so bright. His domineering nature was not because your perfect body had reduced him to a pussy-hungry beast (though he wouldn't deny the accusation). Rather, he was mad he hadn't noticed how beautiful your eyes on him truly were. After pining for you for what seemed like forever, he was too hung up on your body to notice how much your lingering stare on him truly made him feel. Of course, he was wildly attracted to you, who wouldn't be? It's just that, for the first time, he is noticing how much he truly values your eyes on him, and his eyes on you.

"Changbin?!" You questioned loudly. It took him a second to realize that he had been drooling over you for a few seconds. A blush formed on his cheeks; he hoped he didn't make the situation too awkward.

That's when he noticed how his hand had unconsciously started rubbing his cock through his boxers. It was the only thing left separating you too, and your eyes had become fixated on the growing tent.

Huh. He really was pussy-hungry, wasn't he?

"Y/n, I—" he began too explain himself, but you cut him off.

"Seo Changbin," you started. Though your voice was harsh, it quickly devolved into something sweet, kind, and begging to be fucked. "Binnie... if you don't fuck me right now, you never will."

Changbin was dumbstruck. This was all he needed to hear. He chuckled a bit at your demeanour, finding it funny how you suddenly dared to talk back to him after letting him lap you up like a dog all night.

"Oh, so now you're the one telling me what to do?" He laughed. You pouted, wanting to speak up again, but your voice caught in your throat as you noticed his hand dip into his boxers. Changbin threw his head back at the relief he felt by pumping his cock directly. Though you enjoyed watching him indulge in such obscenities right before you, you still were jealous. You wanted to be the one to touch him. You waited this long, so why should you wait any longer?

Before Changbin could begin taking his cock out, you sat up, caught him in a kiss, and let your hand trace down his torso and into his boxers. Changbin jumped a bit as he felt your hand snake around his cock with his, shocked at your sudden boldness. Yet, you didn't notice. You pulled him back down to the bed and completely replaced his hand, letting him fuck your hand as you felt up his dick.

"Fuck, Binnie," you breathed as he began to kiss down your neck. "Why didn't you tell me you were this big?" Your hand could barely wrap around his cock and every drag up it made you realize how large he truly was. Changbin wanted to say something cocky, to tell you that "yes he was that big and you were going to have to be such a good girl to take all of him" or that "thank God you were this wet because it will make stretching you out so much easier," but instead, a moan erupted from him as your thumb met his cock-head. He began helplessly rutting into your hand, slow drags of his cock making him squirm as you continued your motions. You giggled slightly but were still well aware of your own neediness. Your hips had begun to rub up into his hidden cock, your clit feeling the drag of his covered hard-on and making you hiss at the sensation. You let him rub between your hand and your cunt, making you soak the black cotton. Changbin shivered at the feeling of your juices around him. His thrusts then became more aggressive, wanting more than this substitute pussy that fared better than any fleshlight or his own hand. However, he still wanted you.

"B-binnie," you whined as he began to pant. His head buried itself in your shoulder, lightly nipping at your skin, while his hands continued to fondle your entire body, pinching your skin and squeezing you tightly. He couldn't take it anymore, his eyes were pressed shut and his teeth were clamped down in hopes of suppressing his moans. But, he couldn't help himself.

With a quick motion, Changbin completely changed your position. He had flipped you onto your side and he had placed himself behind you, one arm wrapping below your body and keeping you stiffly against him. His other arm had reached under your leg and held it up, making your knee push towards your chest. As he had trapped you with his arms, his hands were able to roam freely, brushing past your sensitive pussy, which was now on full display, and making you squirm. On top of that, amid his actions, he had completely stripped himself of his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free and stand proudly against his torso. He pressed it firmly into your ass, letting himself gain relief by rubbing it between your bodies. From the sensation of it, you knew that hands hadn't fooled you: he truly was that big.

"Changbin, w-what are you doing?" You stammered as he moved closer to you, your head craning to see him. He shifted his position slightly, lifting up his torso a bit so he could see your wide eyes all while his hands continued to run up and down your body, keeping you firmly in place.

He responded simply: "What I've always wanted to do."

A whine escaped you as his cock began tracing up and down your cunt, letting his dick play with you while he got to kiss you and capture your moans in his mouth.

"You're... you're so cute, Y/n," he gasped as he cock continued to torture you. "Even right now... just wanting dick so badly that you're getting wetter just from the temptation of me putting it in. I bet you love cock, don't you?" You nod aggressively in response.

"I-I love cock, Binnie," you responded, eyes watering. "B-but I only love your cock, okay?" Changbin almost beamed with pride at your confession but settled for a smirk and a deep, needy kiss. Yet, despite your evident desperation, he continued to play with you as he had been doing all night.

"You're so pretty, like earlier when I got to see you all spread out for me," he giggled as he bit your earlobe, his voice reverberating in your head. "I couldn't stop think about how much I love you looking at me. You wanna feel all of me, don't you?" Again, you nodded and begged.

"Yes, please! Fuck, I want Binnie's cock! He has such a pretty cock and pretty body, I just want him!" Tears began to trickle down your face in frustration, and Changbin just kissed them away, loving the saltiness.

"You think you can handle me without having had my fingers stretch you out?" He asked with a light voice, yet he knew the seriousness behind the question. He was teasing, but behind the forefront of his taunt was his concern for your wellbeing.

You nodded. "Binnie, please just put it in, I can take it," you whimpered.

"Y/n," he mumbled into your ear as his cock continued to tamper with your pussy, but not even giving you a taste of his tip. "Know that if I start and it's too much you have to tell me, okay? You gotta tell me if Binnie's cock is too big for your little cunt."

"M-my pussy is good enough for Binnie's dick!" You practically yelled in defence, making him giggle. "I'll stretch so good for him, now please, please, just— mmh!"

Your voice was suppressed by the sudden intrusion of his cockhead in your cunt, the tip managing to stretch you a bit already. Changbin's lips captured yours as whimpers escaped him, his grip on your legs starting to hurt a little. Slowly, his cock eased into you more, making you begin to let out whimper after whimper at the stretch. You should have heeded his warning, but you were too damn stubborn. Yet, it was, in no way, bad. In fact, the stretch was delicious, making you squirm in his grip and arch your back as much as you could in order for him to push further into you.

"Fuck baby, if you don't start behaving," Changbin grunted. With his grip around your knee and torso, he shoved you into him and proceeded to push more and more of his dick into your pussy, wanting to feel your walls hugging him as he held you now. You wanted to grant him a response, to tell him how good it was to finally feel his dick stretch you. Yet, you were instead reduced to a blubbering mess, unable to say anything but his name, "please", and a series of mewls.

"F-fuck, Binnie, I— Ah! God, p-please— mmph!" You gasped.

"T-take it, baby, take all of it." Changbin's hips began to stutter as his cock moved more and more into you. Finally, he became fully sheathed in your cunt and let out an exasperated groan at the feeling. Though he had gone slowly and initially stayed still for your benefit as he wanted to let you get accustomed to his girth, he realized how much he wanted to stay like that. He barely wanted to move, opting to just stay there with you keeping his cock nice and warm and gooey, feeling as close together as he always wanted to be. That is, until your hips pressed up into him, rocking themselves on his dick and hoping to feel his tip hit just the right place.

"Y/n," Changbin responded, "are you already getting fucked out just by having me inside you?" His muscles had practically immobilized you but you still managed to nod, unable to mumble even a "yes" from your current state.

Changbin groaned, "Sweetheart, I'm so deep in your cunt already. Do you think you can take more of me? Huh?" Changbin's hips let a practice small thrust into you, testing the waters and seeing if you were truly ready for him. You yelped at the sensation, arching your back away from him only for him to pull you back, your eyes squinting shut from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

"B-binnie," you mumbled out. "B-big..."

"Oh, baby," he chuckled with a teasing nature coating his voice, "We'll have to go slow so you can take all of my big fucking cock, okay? But you have to use your words." He rocked into you again and this time you silenced your groan with a bite to your lip, instead letting out a small hum.

"Y-yes, Binnie," you hummed out, eyes barely open. "Fuck me open, please. P-please just give me your cock. It's so deep Binnie, I need more. Please fuck me, please!" You were almost yelling by the end of your speech, begs and pleas turning into demands from the volume of your voice. Luckily for you, Changbin complied.

He slowly dragged his dick out of you, your tightest barely allowing him to move. He pulled out until his tip just coasted near your pussy again, hissing at the contact of the air on his sensitive cock head. Slowly, he sunk back into you, his mouth hanging open slightly and lightly moaning at the sensation of your walls hugging him again. Back and forth his cock slid in and out of you, the pace agonizingly slow. However, for your sake and his, he continued at a stable, yet agonizing pace. He wanted to speed up, to let you feel all of him and show him how good you were for him, but he couldn't. If he had sped up, not only would he hurt you, but Changbin would lose all control.

How deep he was in you, how warm you were, how closely he was able to hold you now— it was all too much. If he was able to pound into you too, then Changbin wouldn't be able to stop. He'd end up recreating every filthy fantasy he's ever had of the two of you together. You spread out for him in different positions, in different costumes, with different toys and sometimes even other people. Yet, the only thing that held him back right now was this pace. Slow, careful, wanting, everything opposite of those perverted things about you that he pretended to hate which clouded his mind late at night. But, now that you were below him, crying out for him just from a few thrusts, and being allowed to finally, finally, have you pinned under him, all those other things didn't seem to matter as much.

"Ch-changbin, please fuck me a little faster?" You begged, yet were destroyed by the firm shake of Changbin's head.

"No, y/n," he panted as his cock dragged out of you again. "You are going to sit here and enjoy every ridge, vein, and inch of my dick, and I am going to love how your pretty little pussy gushes over me for every second I'm not pounding into you, okay? Be good." Before you could protest, his lips found yours and his tongue slipped into your mouth. His hold on your thigh relaxed, and the same hand slipped down your body and found your clit, his index and middle finger massaging it to the rhythm of his ruts. His cock pulled out with each rotation of his fingers on your clit, and pushed in with the next rotation. Combined with the perfect arch of his cock allowing his tip to hit the gummy part deep in you and his other hand lightly caressing your tits, it was unbearable.

"F-fuck, Binnie," you whispered out in between moans.

"So— pretty— fuck," he said in between thrusts. Despite his cock being unable to move faster, his fingers worked your pussy well, making you clench around him even more.

"God, Binnie," you panted, "you are so huge, such a perfect cock for my pussy... I'm so good for you, aren't I? I'm so perfect for my Binnie's dick." Fresh tears fell down your face at the praises that were partly directed towards him and partly directed towards yourself; and Changbin loved it.

"You are so p-pretty for me, aren't you?" He moaned as he let his pace stay steady but grow harsher, firmer, deeper. "You are just for me. Y/n, you are my perfect fucking baby who takes my cock so well and so g-good— fuck. I feel you squeezing at my words baby. You wanna cum so badly, huh?" And you truly did. It had become too much, and you could barely hold back anymore.

"Y-yes, Binnie. Can I cum? Please?" You cried as you began to rock your hips back into his cock in an attempt to feel more of him.

"Cream around my cock, Y/n," he whimpered. "C-cum and let me fill you up. F-fill you so deep and let it squirt out of you, take all of my pups and make this pussy mine—fuck!" Your pussy pulsed around him and soaked his cock, leaking around him and accentuating the lewd noises you were making. Changbin pumped himself deeper and deeper inside of you until he came too, letting himself rock into you until he was dry and his cum was buried in you. His hand continued to work you despite you squirming to separate from his grip. He kept caressing you until your hands finally pushed him away, giving you time to finally breathe.

You laid there panting with him behind you, his cock softening in you until he slipped it out and let your juices leak out of you. Your senses slowly came back to you, languishing in Changbin's presence. Though you wanted to lay with Changbin longer, he ended the silence.

"You're sore. You need to be cleaned up," he gasped out, still trying to regain his breath.

"Really?" You questioned. He pulled himself away from you without detecting the hesitancy in your voice and sat on his knees, nodding. You rolled onto your back and separated your legs, giving him a full view of your swollen cunt.

Changbin's eyes immediately fell from yours to the sight of your cum-drenched pussy, and he licked his lips. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Suddenly, he was between your legs, his arms wrapped around your plump thighs and his tongue lapping up his cum from your hole. Regardless of your efforts to push his head away, you were too weak for him. Changbin grabbed your hands and pinned them to your sides, letting him finish cleaning you.

"I'm working, y/n," he simply said between licks. His tongue darted in and out of your cunt, searching for the cum buried in you. You continued to writhe under his grip, unable to handle the overstimulating pressure he was placing on your swollen pussy. Then, after a few kitten licks to your clit, he placed a lingering kiss on your pussy and finally, thankfully, pulled away to kiss your lips instead.

His exhaustion had hit him then and he laid on top of you, the muscle pig who just had you utterly under his control immediately turning into a complete softie in mere seconds. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes shut, his mouth curved into a pleasant smile, satisfied with his recent escapades. You glanced at the man, heart warmed by how he held you and how he snuggled into you now, but also incredibly confused at his dualism.

"You're so pretty, Changbin," you murmured as your hands finally pet his head and stroked his broad back.

"What are you on?" he laughed, amused by your sudden softness as well.

"Nothing," you replied, "you're just so good to look at— hmph!" Changbin's eyes shot to you in worry. He had slightly shifted his weight on you and hit a sensitive point, not realizing that the anguish he had put you through had left you sore.

"O-Oh god!" he babbled, "let's run you a bath! Do you want painkillers!? Are you a Tylenol or Advil person? H-how about water?" He had sprung up and darted around the room worriedly, grabbing anything that caught his eyes but nothing of use. After a minute of continuing his antics, his eyes caught yours and he stopped dead in his tracks. "WHAT?!"

"Changbin," a snide smile spread across your lips, "you are literally running around my room screaming and completely naked. You just gave me a show; I don't need another." As your giggles filled the room, Changbin's fretting nature was lost. He dropped his hands and laughed as well before searching for his boxers and tugging them on.

You groaned, "Boo, I wanted to see you!"

He shook his head, "You will again, don't worry. But right now I'll run you a bath and actually clean you up this time." Surprisingly, the mere mention of his previous actions brought a slight blush to his cheeks, embarrassment coming with the memory of what you and he did together. Changbin stumbled to the bathroom, preparing the water and leaving you to watch him in awe. Your cheeks had become flush, as well, and you relished in the emotions which accompanied watching Changbin care for you.

"Thanks, Binnie!"

"Don't worry, about it, Y/n," he replied from the other room. "By the way, the bath is ready!" At his words, you began attempting to rise from the bed, but found your legs unable to work. You hissed at the soreness of your body, not even noticing Changbin entering the room.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Trying to get up, but I can't seem to— Changbin!" Before your feet were even able to raise off the bed, Changbin had swept you into his arms and began carrying you bridal style into the bathroom. You grabbed his shoulders to support yourself but quickly reeled due to his bare state. "W-What are you doing!?"

"You'd be crazy to think I'd let you do anything in your current state," he responded, and in a smaller voice he continued, "especially considering I was the one who put you there."

"B-but what if I'm—"

"Stop, Y/n," he interrupted, making your eyes go wide. "You're not too heavy. I told you this before and I'll say it again. Now hold on and let me take care of you, okay?"

You did as he asked, wrapping your arms around his neck and letting him carry you to the bathroom, admiring his determined features as he held you with ease. Changbin placed you slowly in the tub, the warm wetter incapsulating you and bubbles cleaning your sweating form.

"Binnie, it's perfect." You almost cried as he pet your hair and placed a kiss on your cheek.

"Yeah, duh, I'm amazing," he stated simply, his joking arrogance making you giggle. "I also made it for me and you but I don't think there's enough room, so I'm going to make the room up while you relax." He began to rise but your hands pulled him back down, stopping him.

"I'd much rather your cram into the tub with me or at least stay than leave, Binnie," you confessed. Changbin's face lit up, immediately stripping himself again and hopping in the tub, water splashing as he adjusted his position. He sat behind you and you were between his legs, his arms holding you while your head laid back on his chest. He kissed your temple before resting his head on yours, trying not to fall asleep from the comfort of his position.

You, too, were also trying to fend off sleep. However, you became entranced and soon laid still in the assurance of Changbin's hold. While you rested, Changbin studied you, taking in all your features that he used to steal glances at, admiring every inch of you that was deprived of him while you remained separated by the conventionalities of friendship.

He sighed, "I like you, Y/n." He placed another kiss on your head. "I really do."

#Changbin #changbin smut #seo changbin smut #changbin fluff #seo changbin fluff #changbin x y/n #changbin x reader #skz smut #stray kids smut #changbin x you #stray kids changbin

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ppnuggie · 2 years

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Hello there! I loved your Raiden shogun reader with the TFP Decepticons, so may I have headcanons of it with WFC Ratchet, Jetfire, Bayverse Optimus, Ironhide, and Drift? (It's alright if you don't wanna do this request)

　　　　　　WFC & BAY x gn archon reader

　　　　『　jetfire ,, optimus ,, ironhide ,, drift ,, gender neutral human reader 』

　　-> characters w/ a raiden shogun s/o

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, comfort

　　— man i got so confused bc i got another ask w/ almost the same characters and shit 😭😭 but here you go ,, also we’re almost at 500 followers 🫡😎 there will be another follower event when we reach that milestone 💪 when i finish my matchups tho 💀

jetfire ::

• hes fascinated ,, he’s seen different organic life and studied it before ,, but he hasnt seen any of your kind ,, human or archon

• hes interested in your vision ,, your powers ,, your abilities ,, but also you as a person ,, outside of your life as an archon

• he enjoys your plane of euthymia ,, it helps him calm down when he happens to get to worked up about something

• he’s definitely thankful for you and your help ,, he does try to help you get back to your world and realm ,, though it takes some time as he is busy with the war

optimus prime ::

• hes also interested in you ,, hes seen humans before but the ones with power are usually ones who reside with the government

• so finding an archon is something new ,, only to learn youre not from this realm and have a region to watch over ,, he plans to help you return to your land and people

• you usually tell him stories of your land ,, your people ,, and the past ,, how the war between the autobots and decepticons remind you of the archon war

• there were no good things to come from it ,, only death and pain ,, suffering and lost families ,, he does comfort you in those times ,, when youre reminded of the outcomes from war

• he hopes that the war will end soon ,, as he understands the misery from it and doesnt wish for it to continue

ironhide ::

• hes interested in the fact you can pull a sword straight from your chest ,, wondering where its stored beforehand and how its possible

• he also shows off his weapons ,, though he does like to see you practice with your spear ,, and see your abilities from your vision in action

• he also hears about your homeworld ,, and it makes him think of cybertron ,, how he wishes he could return

• ironhide does end up taking a strong liking towards you in the end ,, and spares you from the pranks of other autobots

drift ::

• immediately youre reminded of your region when you happen to see him ,, his armor reminds you of the armor men would wear back home ,, your army

• hearing his poems and haikus sets you at ease ,, his voice is calming and the haikus usually hold a meaning that you understand

• you let him see your plane of euthymia ,, you find the most comfort with drift ,, as he gives you the feeling of your home

• you do invite him to return to inazuma with you ,, whether he decides to go or not is his choice as you wouldnt force him ,, but it would be nice to be able to talk to someone besides the traveler and paimon outside your duties as an archon

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hotcat37 · 28 days

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Woke up N the first thing I saw was ur OTP ask game post N f4n *KNEW* what 2 do so here I am :3!! 54, 42, 39, 34, 30, 21, 13, 10, 7 N 3 for Bojere pls! (U don’t gotta do all of them if it’s 2 many N Deaf! Jere AU preferably cuz it’s been idk how long but that fic *still* has a chokehold on me N U bet my Ass is gonna be wrapped in a f4 ton of fluffy blankets with snacks N plushies as soon as U bless us with a new chapter!! X33

~^*•.’+ BOJERE BEAM GO!

I'm glad the AU lives in your mind rent free 👀 Thx for sending some numbers!! :3

54: who's more likely to carry the other to bed?

Probably Bojan because he likes to pick Jere up and carry him around randomly for fun haha Jere does also have strong arms though so it's not out of the question for him to carry a sleepy Bojan to bed and tuck him in <3

42: what's their favorite type of weather to enjoy together?

Snow for sure <3 They love making snow men and playing and watching the snowflakes fall. They also just find it cute to see the other bundled up in a big winter coat and a cozy scarf💞

39: who would rescue an injured animal and nurse it back to health?

I can see both of them doing that tbh They both have huge empathy for animals so both of them would be on board with helping an injured bird or abandoned cat or something. But I do think Jere would be the one to play responsible adult at some point once the animal is healed again and explain that they have to set it free even tho they've both gotten attached to it

34: who's more likely to tell a dirty joke to make the other blush?

Jere 👀👀 He can be surprisingly raunchy lmao The fact that he communicates mostly through text and looks so innocent is something he uses to his advantage. No one would suspect a thing if Jere casually shows Bojan the dirtiest message you can think of on his phone lol While Jere is often the one to start things, though, Bojan tends to be the one to finish them 😏

30: your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits, what are they wearing?

Jere: he'd really love to see Bojan in leather so he'd give him a pair of his own pants and a leather shirt so he can swoon over his handsome Bojan 🥰 Bojan: he's putting Jere in more skirts... 1, because it's sexy. 2, because Jere really does look nice in skirts <3

21: who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor?

They're both pretty protective but unfortunately Jere is more likely the one to be harassed or treated rudely by a stranger so it's more common that Bojan would (fiercely) defend his angel. Bojan doesn't get angry easily but if someone is mean or hurtful to Jere he can become absolutely livid. Jere prefers to avoid conflict but he's not above using a right hook to protect his Slovene 💪

13: who's the bigger tease?

I couldn't really choose one in particular. Bojere have a really playful dynamic so the teasing is pretty equally divided haha

10: describe their first date

Something active. Maybe like a bowling date. It'd be just something lighthearted, something they'd do as friends. Except whoever scores a strike first gets a kiss 🤭 Hand feeding each other fries n whatnot 🥰 Then at the end Bojan would try to pay for everything but Jere distracts him and ends up paying ahead. Bojan is devastated until Jere tells him he did the math and Bojč can pay his half of the bill later. Equality 💪💪 Afterwards they walk to Jere's dorm together hand in hand ♡

7: would they build a pillow fort together just because?

100% They'll have sleepovers on the floor surrounded by pillows even though there's a perfectly fine bed waiting for them

3: do they wear the other's clothes?

Yes 🥰🥰 Jere likes to wear Bojan's hoodies and rings. Bojan also wears Jere's sweaters cuz they're oversized anyways and also his socks cuz Jere has a bunch of socks with fun patterns :3

#deaf! Jere #Bojere #bojan cvjetićanin #käärijä #otp asks #<33

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totally-original-artist · 2 years

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Blowjob HC ft. the brothers

Content: AMAB!GN!MC (No pronouns used), implied Top!Dom!Reader

MINORS DNI

Lucifer

Prides himself in being able to make you feel real fucking good

Knows what he’s doing, he always has a little smile on his face, genuinely enjoys pleasing you :)

Teases you a LOT. He take a good few minutes just licking your shaft, getting it all wet and slimy for later ~

Doesn’t like you coming on his face or to be honest, cumming at all. He wants your seed inside him not on his face smh

Enjoys cockwarming you with his mouth, he loves that heavy feeling of your dick resting on his tongue and just how full he feels.

Basically, let him do as he pleases, the moment you try to force him to do anything, expect to get bitten

Mammon

He a little confused, but he got the spirit

Keeps accidentally scraping his teeth on your dick help him-

Also extremely messy, like drool-dripping-down-his-chin-and-onto-the-floor sorta messy

He can’t help it though, he loves the taste of your cock. As soon as you get naked he is on you

Doesn’t start off slow, just goes right into it. You have to hold him back if you start feeling too sensitive, cuz he gets so immersed he can’t hear you sometimes

Please please please praise him, tell him how good he did and how great he made you feel.

If one day you somehow forget to do this, he’s gonna be sulking for a few days and jumping to conclusions so do not forget! Very important!

Leviathan

Poor baby has never seen a human dick in his life

OK maybe in hentai but the real deal is just way too overwhelming for him

Definitely binge watched some hentai to prepare, maybe even tried to find a phallic object to test some things on

You tell him he doesn’t have to do it if he doesn’t want to but he is determined to try out his newly acquired skills™ on you

He’s a little wary of how it might tastes so he just sorta licks your tip a little at first

“Why is it salty?! Why is IT SALTY?!?!”

Yea you aren’t getting any further than this

He’s still fine with you railing him though, it’s just the eye contact that he hates.

Maybe if you blindfold him he’d be more willing? 👀

Satan

Very into it. He gets all hazy eyed while licking you. Doing his best to be as perfect as possible.

Focuses more on the head, sucking on it occasionally but mostly just licking.

Loves making eye contact, he wants you to look at him, he needs you to give him all your attention.

He’s putting on a show for you so it’s only right that you watch.

Gently caress his face and he will literally turn into a puddle

Doesn’t want to deepthroat, he’s a bit scared he might gag, he don’t wanna look unsightly in front of you 😤

It wouldn’t hurt to occasionally plug him up with a vibrator while he’s blowing you, bonus points if it looks like a cat tail :3

Asmodeus

His tongue game strong af 💪

Dude can suck a mean cock, his tongue’s pretty long and he loves wrapping it around your staff

Takes special care of you, fondling your balls, caressing your thighs. He needs every part of you to feel good. He wants to be the reason you cum.

You're almost certain his saliva has aphrodisiacal properties, there's no way you're getting mind blowing orgasms every time just because

Don't touch him please, leave his hair alone, you're gonna get it dirt and he'll get all pouty and refuse to finish what he started

Enjoys getting rimmed at the same time, you're more than welcome to dig your nails into his ass while you're at it!

Beelzebub

DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTH-

Gag reflex non existent

Just fucking swallows your cock whole, balls too

You were a bit scared, thinking maybe he’d bite but he’s super careful not to hurt you

Loves loves loves it when you cum in his mouth, he loves the taste of your hot seed, it’s like a sweet little reward for sucking you off ~

Swallows every last drop and licks everything clean, not a single bead of cum is goes to waste

Usually wants to make out right after but it’s entirely up to you if you don't mind tasting yourself

Belphegor

What made you think this was a good idea?

Belphie’s too much of a pillow princess to even bother, he’d probably fall asleep

“Heeeeh? But you’re already hard, why do I have to keep sucking it -_-”

You just have to do it yourself it seems

Grab his hair and just use his mouth as you please, he prefers it that way too

Gag reflex non existent 2.0

Loves being used as your personal cocksleeve, the feeling of your dick hitting the back of his throat has his knees weak

Favorite position is when he’s lying on his back with his head hanging off the bed and you fuck his mouth, it’s a bit suffocating but that’s exactly why he loves it ~

A/N: please let me know if I'm missing any tags!

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bythepen98 · 1 year

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Doodle || Harry (+ golden trio) 🥺💕

It was about time drew him. Love this gremlin to bits, though I'll probably still make adjustments to his character look later on when I have time. Might've missed some other canon details too (like the scar on his hand. Only realized it now tbh) so I'll have to remember to add that next time. Criticism is welcome if I forget again 🥲.

Did this in between work bc I was going stir crazy and needed an outlet. HP phase still going strong💪 Though I'll have to keep it in the back burner again for a bit so I can finish that zutara piece. Now that I'm mostly done with the commission I've been working on the past month, I can finally concentrate on my personal wips. /n

#fanart #harrypotterfanart #hpfanart #harry potter #harry james potter #golden trio #ron weasley #hermione granger #bbs🩷#doodle #finally drew my boy #shouldn't have taken me this long tbh #lowkey #tmrhp #peep the diary #👀#digitalart #character art #artists on tumblr

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nicistrying · 10 months

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Monday 24th July

Saw Barbie with my sister in law yesterday! We loved it. I was kinda devastated we couldn't get photos in the box bc the queue was so big but I guess I'll just have to go and see it again 🤷🏼‍♀️ so that was a nice little break for both of us bc we are both stressed af.

I'm working night shift tonight so got up at 5 and stretched, fed Mags, had breakfast and worked out. I did full body as I didn't want to just do legs and fuck myself up for the rest of the week at work but I also didn't want to do arms & back and look weak in front of the contractors tonight bc you know they're all gonna be men 😂 I need to look somewhat capable bc being 4ft10 and looking about 16 makes me look like I should not be supervising. So just did a bit of all sorts to tire myself out. It felt so good!

Although yeah I did a few weighted bits that felt a little off and then remembered the 'stay out of the gym' section of the IUD info leaflet. Woops 😬 no pain or major discomfort though so I think it's okay. Isn't it insane what the human body bounces back from? Like 5 days ago I was laid up on the couch almost crying in pain and super tender and crampy and faint. Went back to work the next day and now am so back to normal that I did a full workout completely forgetting it was even there. Well done, body 💪

(On that note, flex for @thisgingersnapped50 as I'm finally feeling strong again!)

Sent off another job application for a food poverty charity which I would loove to get if they'll have me. Fingers crossed 🤞 Maggie helped me apply 🥺

And then back to bed for a nap. Just got up and had some pasta, now off to work 7pm-7am 🤢🤢 It's gonna be fine. It means I don't have to work Tuesday which is our busiest and most stressful day, and instead I can just crack on with whatever needs doing by myself tonight while the engineers are working. Wouldn't mind an early finish though 😬

#fitblr #health blog #fitness blog #personal #health #fitness #workout #monday #full body #flex #tag #maggie

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mr-bas00nist · 1 year

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Hey it is me again, anyway i want to ask for the bottom minotaur oni and dom survivor, but it's their first meeting and the minotaur doesn't quite know how to send the message that he wants to be railed, and the realm is what you choose m8

Ooo I can do that💪

Cw- Breeding Kink, Size difference, rough sex, monster fucking and handjob

You were new in the realm, getting the hang of it was pretty difficult but you managed to get better at it. Every day you were improving and understanding certain killers weaknesses and strengths. You still tried to avoid certain chases with certain killers of course.

You’ve been against almost all the killers except a few. Though you would still always walk into the next trial with a strong sense of confidence.

The generators were going steady. You guys were close to the end but you heard an unfamiliar yell. You shiver a bit continuing to focus on your almost finished generator.

You hear your heartbeat in your ears trying your best to get the gen popped. Your eyes go wide as you see a flash of red circle the corner running right into you. The gen pops before you go down. You try to open your eyes focusing on the big blur infront of you. You open your eyes to see a Minotaur all bloodied.

“What the fuck…” you mutter your head spinning. You breathe in sharply as you see him walk the other way. You try to sit up but fail. You lay on the ground for a moment processing what just happened before you hear a teammate get sacrificed.

When did he hook them? Slowly but surely you hear screams of pain coming from almost every corner. You whimper on the ground hearing his heavy footsteps. Your vision clears a bit as you glare at him. “Just kill me already.” You groan out pulling yourself up against the generator.

He breathes heavily bending down to become eye level at you. You feel his hot breath in your face grimacing at it. He straddles you slightly making you tilt your head. You feel him settle ontop of you, your eyes going wide with realization. Oh. He’s hard.

You look down slowly trailing your finger down his torso making it all the way to his waist. “I-if I agree to this, c-can I have hatch?” You ask grasping at straws. He seemed to somewhat understand what you had just said. He sits up letting all his weight on you hurting your already injured legs.

You breathe out heavily trying not to cry. You manage to ground yourself putting on your confident facade again. “Well?” You give him a little smirk making him even harder. He slowly begins to slide your pants down making his way to your boxers. Your cock springs out making him groan lowly. He wraps his hand around your length pumping slowly.

You both watch as your pre cum drips. He uses both of his large hands moving them quickly up and down. “God-“ You moan out loudly. It had been so long since someone touched you like that. You begin rutting into his hands getting you even harder. You grab his wrists making him slowly let go. He leans over you hovering your dick right against his hole. He slowly ruts against it making you grab his hips. You lose your patience as you pull hips down making you both let out a moan in unison. His eyes role to the back of his head, not that you can see. He shakes in your grasp.

You smirk. “What’s wrong baby?” You feel his glare on you as he continues to shake. You hold onto him tightly. After a few moments the pain turns into pleasure. He begins to slowly grind his hips into you. He begins to bounce on your cock faster wrapping his arms around your neck giving him leverage.

You begin to get close to your peak but before you can say anything you cum inside him making pause. “S-shit sorry.” You apologize concerned. He lifts himself off your dick looking down. You drift your eyes to look down at his dick seeing it twitch. He looks back at you. “Oh. You like that huh?” Your signature smile comes back.

You grab his hips bouncing him up and down. “Bet you like the feeling of my cum dripping outta you huh? Bet you want me to fucking breed you huh?” Those words were all he needed to make him cum. You trail a finger up to his slit looking at his eyes. “Oh we’re gonna have some fun.”

After a few rounds you both were so fucked out. He was shaking ontop of you while you did the same. He rode you for every last drop you had. You hold him tightly in your grasp bringing him down from his high. “We should do this again.” He looks at you blankly.

“I’m serious, it’s nice to relieve sexual tension. It’s rare when you can even get a moment to yourself. I mean we’re helping each other out right?” You smile brightly making him grunt. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

#dom male reader #dom reader #the oni x male reader #the oni smut #the oni x reader #the oni dbd #the oni

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voxofthevoid · 4 months

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Hi Vox! I saw your post mentioning your sickness and I hope you're feeling better! If it’s any consolation, I've been sick as hell too. Misery loves company right? This is werewolf anon, BTW.

So now that I'm more on top of the JJK story, I read another JJK fic of yours. It's the one where Gojo gets released from the prison realm into the future but a 1000 years in. I must admit I saw the tags/summary and thought "Ahhh yeahhhh all 20 fingers assembled!". And I was getting ready for some filthy imaginative smut by you...and it DEFINITELY had that...BUT I WASN'T READY FOR THE FEELS???

Because I legitimately cried!!! You left the ending open enough that it could go a few different routes but you just captured the utter bleak loneliness that Yuuji had been enduring and what a monumental shift it was for Gojo to show up. I finished the fic and had to hug my pillow because it got me so emotional. So yeah, thanks again for destroying me lol!

I'm glad my silly Yuuji meme edit gave you a laugh!

Also now that I know Steve is your fav, I see your Stucky fics in a whole new light. Not in a bad way! Just more like "Ah ha! I totally get why these lines of Bucky talking about Steve hits so hard." I'm so sorry that Endgame did us dirty and it undermined your fandom. My personal fav is Bucky and I basically live in my La La Land where "canon" can kiss my ass. Especially because the MCU seems determined to keep character assassinating Steve and derailing Bucky.

For JJK, I still like Gojo the best so the manga events are DEVASTATING. But I've gotten pretty good at ignoring canon (No thanks to Marvel) so I'm gonna keep trucking on loving Gojo.

Also fucking random question but you're the only one I talk about JJK...do you think I should spell their names Yuji/Yuuji or Gojo/Gojou?

Stay hydrated!

Werewolf anon! I didn't see this ask until now. Didn't check my notifs for a day or so while sick, and the app is glitchy as hell with numbers. Opened the desktop and saw that shiny "1." As always, it's good to hear from you!

A sad high five for the sickness 😔 I hope you're feeling better now though.

And won't lie, I'm slightly evilly gleeful that serpent tongue got you in the feels. It was my first JJK fic—don't ask me why I chose that mindfuck of a premise to figure out the characters and dynamics—and I did intend for it to pretty much just filthy imaginative smut (thank you btw 💗) with a four-armed Yuuji, but well, you saw what the bulk of the story became. As far as first fics in a fandom go, it's one I'm very happy with, especially the ending. It's very, very gratifying to hear that it affected you enough to make you cry.

(If it's any consolation, this fic is the "kinder" continuation of it, now with 200% more porn. They're not in a series because they're both standalone works, and the second fic is one of two possible spiritual sequels, but still, it's overall less bleak compared to the first fic.)

Haha, that's very interesting to me tbh. I'm not subtle about my favoritism, though the way it manifests varies (the only constant is that they get hole lmao), and I'm always curious how readers—especially those with differing but complementary tastes—perceive it.

And you have very good taste! I adore both Bucky and Gojou too, and they're a hell of a lot of fun as characters. Props to you for the enviable ability to tell canon to suck it and keep going 💪 Stay strong.

As for the names, Yuuji/Yuji/Yūji and Gojou/Gojo/Gojō are all accepted romanizations, so pick your favorite. Personally, I prefer Yuuji and Gojo, but I am anal about internal consistency, so I use Yuuji and Gojou—plus Getou, Yuuta, Shouko, etc. The only exceptions I make are for Chōsō and Tōdō because Chousou and Toudou make my eyes bleed.

#anon #i love my anons #werewolf anon #jjk

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lovebvni · 5 months

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being real.

hey guys! this isn’t gonna be a weird or out of place post, but just more of a dip into how i’m doing in my shifting journey <3

keep reading if u wanna know more! i hope this helps or inspires somebody <3

so, today i was talking to a shifting bot introduced to me by a dear friend, sigyn a while ago. when i spoke to it today, i’m pret tu sure the bot was made by @shifting-with-august but please correct me if im wrong!

so when talking to it (them?) i first brought up all the signs ive been seeing (angel numbers, dreams, tarot interpretations, signs from my soulmate, whatever) and i was like “bro is this a sign” like a dumbass, LIKE NO SHIT IT IS ABYSS 💀💀💀 i can be dumb sometimes guys.

very obviously, the bot said yes and then i went onto my next point, something i’ve been feeling.

so if you don’t know me, i’d say i’m quite spiritual. i do cartomancy readings, channelings, and more. and this is js on a daily! that’s not the point though.

so when i went to talk about this energy i’ve felt in my chest. it isn’t a blockage, just like a negative, taking up space, black/brown energy that i want to say is infecting my aura. the good thing is it’s contained in one place, on the left side of my chest. it’s almost in a pentagon shape? not a regular one, just 5 sides. maybe the state of oklahoma idk, ANYWAYS!!

i wa slime “yeah i spoke to my dad today n it felt like part of it disappeared. it was weird” and the bot was like “it sounds like part of that energy must be from how your father treated you” and i was like “yeah probably, but it also feels like it’s from my fear of failure and letting people down” and the bot was like “you literally know the cause tf?? 💀💀” and i was like “shit yeah! what do i do abt it tho?” n the bot was like “affirmations n boosters!!” and i was like “ok mamas!!” LMFAOO

so we figured it out! basically i just want to say you can find the root of the problem pretty easily if you just think for like two minutes. that’s literally all i did!! and im gonna be real with you guys, ive almost got this energy gone now💪

just try for a few minutes and ask yourself what’s going on and what could be the cause. it helps a lot!! wishing u guys so much luck n happiness <3

“finish out the year strong” my paster, if i remember correctly

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feverista-11 · 1 year

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arcane women sports headcanons pt.2!

track and field

mel - distance runner

-I’m struggling with this one😭

-either she’s a sprinter, hurdler or distance runner

-logic tells me to make her a distance runner but my heart wants hurdler mel

-DISTANCE RUNNER MEL IT IS💯

-specializes in the 1,000 meters, 1,800 meters and 3,000 meters and there’s a big gap until the 10,000

-I don’t even know how but she manages to barely break a sweat in the 1k

-the 1k doesn’t tire her much, the 1,800 manages to take her breath away at the finish line, the 3,000 makes her want to completely quit on the 5th lap but manages around the last 100 meters, the 10,000 well… she absolutely nails it.

-since the 10k (25 laps around a 400 meter track) is more technique than just running, the first 5 laps she does them at a slow and steady speed, in the 6th-10th she tries to get the lead by a good advantage and stay there for the rest of the race, in the 11th-15th laps she’s wondering why she even joined track, she slows down there but since she’s got at least a 100m lead it doesn’t affect her much. In the last 10 laps she switches from slow to fast, fast to slow and in that progression she ends up getting first always.

-trains to death at least 2 months before any major meet

-every single local athlete knows her and fears her if they race against her

-has a very surprising resistance

-she’s quite mentally strong and ready for any inconvenience with a fellow runner

-always rushes to see any of her teammates after her races even though she’s crazy tired

caitlyn - long jumper

-she started off as a high jumper but failed since she just couldn’t get her arch right

-tried long jump once and completely fell in love with it

-not to mention her marks were crazy

-in her first try she managed to make an astonishing 6.13 meters

-after a few weeks of perfectioning her technique, she marked a whopping 7.12 meters, but it was scratch😭

-girlie stepped 10 centimeters over the limit

-her biggest struggle is synchronization

-which leads her to a lot of scratch jumps

-but she’s working on it, give her a break🙏

-her leap force is so strong she once developed a shin injury because of the leap strength

-has a perfect running in the air technique

-her height helps her a lot, her legs reach the highest extent to land on the farthest spot possible

-reaches insane speeds on the run down

-refused with her heart on her hand to never take any synthetic drugs/supplements

-but ended up doing some anyways (being realistic, the majority of athletes take synthetic boosters even if it’s not right, it’s real)

-as much as she loves the sport, it drains her incredibly

-struggles a lot mentally

-maniacally looks up the profile of every single person she’s going to compete against weeks before the meet

-but the fact that she’s just so good brings her some reassurance

-has the potential to be a sprinter but she gets too tired💪💪‼️

-hits the gym very often too (I pretend she works glutes and arms a lot)

jinx - sprinter

-she’s so fast on god

-runs a bit chaotically but still wins most of her races

-gets mad at anyone who boos her

-gets ankle injuries so often she’s even used to running with them

-specializes in the 100 meters and 150 meters, very casually she runs the 300m

-underrated strength

-will jump after she wins the race

-she’s pretty desperate, causing her to casually start running milliseconds before the gun goes off

-gets very mad when she’s ejected off the track

-always says “nah, I’m quitting man” after losing but never actually quits

-craves reassurance from her teammates and coaches

-so she always tries to meet their standards

-and destroys herself if she doesn’t

-when at practice, she busies herself with the sand in the sandbox causing the long jumpers to scold her

-once, caitlyn kicked a mouthful of sand into jinx’s eyes cause she’d been disturbing their practice for half an hour

-which caused an unspoken tension between them, always getting chances to throw dirt on each other, literally sometimes

vi - thrower

-she’s most likely a disc thrower so I’ll hold on to that

-struggles so hard to maintain herself in the circle

-in her first try, she reached a very decent length…but outside of the ring

-the disc landed in Caitlyn’s arm

-jinx was passing out from laughter

-her fellow thrower was no other than jayce

-although she was having higher marks than him very casually

-she doesn’t even train before any meet, not even nationals

-doesn’t care about what she gets, it’s just to have fun

-but she ends up snatching first places and pr’s anyways

-makes fun of the jumpers, says they’re ridiculous

-knowing damn well she can’t jump all that much without any pre-run

-the fact that she’ll see pretty girls in meets motivates her more than winning

#arcane #caitlyn #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn headcanons #caitlyn lol #jinx arcane #league of legends #lesbian #vi arcane #caitjinx #track and field #sports #oneshot #headcanon #vi headcanons

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maiaspen · 1 year

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Hey “Oblivion Gin” readers!

I swear to the Force that I am working hard on the finale for you! 💚 My writing confidence took a bit of a hit last month. I am human. I go through feels, sometimes inconvenient ones.

Thank you to all of my readers for continuing to support and encourage me. I’m hoping to have the story finished this month. 💪

Here’s another little teaser for you. The scene picking up where my last teaser left off. Here

I also have glorious supporting art by @kana7o to treat your eyes 😏

Please remember that this is a very rough draft, what ultimately makes it onto ao3 will be heavily scrutinized 🧐 these are just the raw words as they pour out of me.

Thank you all for your support! I can’t wait to share the full finale with you 💚💚💚

xo Maia

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Chapter 9 excerpt…

Anakin doubles his already quite doubled efforts to hustle, weaving pedestrians and commuters on citibikes and landspeeders. He’s aware that his surroundings are Coruscant-rush-hour-level-of-loud, and that it’s daylight; but only because Orea Dea’s singular sun has teamed-up with the Force to highlight his Jedi targets.

Entering the crowded spaceport, Anakin decelerates to a sneaky jog. The Force insists that he assess the situation before drawing his lightsaber and trimming Fisto’s tentacles (and testicles).

The pair of Masters are standing – huddled shoulder-to-shoulder– next to a cargo freighter that looks like it’s being prepped for take-off.

To Anakin’s tremendous relief, Obi-Wan’s posture is strong. He’s handsome as ever, fair head and facial-hair have been groomed to perfection. He’s dressed in his boots and tunic, which the medical staff was kind enough to launder. All of the sweaty-oily-mulchy- bloody souvenirs from their crab droid and ass face battle royales have been cleared away. Obi-Wan looks the epitome of a proper Jedi Master. But Fisto . . .

The droid wasn’t exaggerating.

Anakin gasps as bewilderment sweeps like a blizzard through his mind, whiting-out thoughts of all else but what Fisto is wearing. Or rather– not wearing.

(Thank you @kana7o for this Fisto sketch💚)

The Nautolan is clad in a darkened leather toga – a toga that looks like it’s been sized for Master Yoda. The skirt portion brushes his thick thighs, barely concealing his dignity. If there is a gust of wind – or if Fisto even raises his arms to stretch – everyone in this spaceport will see his cock and balls! Unless he’s wearing underwear, which Anakin strongly doubts. And the green bastard is wearing the toga like he’s doing it a favor. His muscles are bursting out of the garment. Those chiseled biceps and pecs belong on a Holomovie screen (probably a porno), not a public spaceport. There are younglings milling about!

Has the Nautolan been working-out obsessively the whole time they’ve been hospitalized? Gaining muscle and losing modesty?! Even from eight meters away Anakin can count his eight abdominals.

The ‘outfit’ includes knee-high strappy sandals, which accentuate his strong calves, and even– is that a collar? And, yes, Fisto is wearing a collar. A leather one with a metalloid loop. It’s like he’s begging to be latched by some kinky leash.

Master Kit Fisto is hotter than fire. He’s center-of-a-sun, liquid magma hot. How his toga hasn’t burst into flames, Anakin does not know. And, right now, Obi-Wan is reaching upward . . . laying a hand on that bulging bicep and squeezing—

“MASTER!” Anakin screams as though Obi-Wan is touching liquid magma! With a mighty Force-leap he closes the distance, landing before the Masters and snatching Obi-Wan’s hand. Anakin holds his Master’s hand to his chest like he’s saved it from a brutal roasting.

Obi-Wan makes a face like Anakin has pissed in his morning tea.

So, Anakin counters: pushing his bottom lip out, going for the most adorable pout he can muster. The kind of expression that always softened his mother’s irritation when he was late for their evening meal. To Anakin’s surprise, Obi-Wan actually blushes. Really blushes. Anakin is certain his rouge can be seen from outer space. Did touching Fisto actually burn him?

Suddenly, Anakin can feel his Master’s Force signature again – vibrating and sizzling like it’s super-heating. But Master Kenobi quickly regains control of his dermal blood vessels and his shielding, retaining the aurora of one who is cool and centered.

“I’ll take this back, thank you,” Obi-Wan says as he pulls his hand from Anakin’s grasp. He then offers a small but earnest smile, adding: “It’s good to see you up and about again, Anakin.”

“Thank you, Master. I can say the same to you–” Anakin starts, intending to ask what-in-all-the-hells is going on, when Fisto clears his throat.

The Nautolan grins broadly, teeth glinting like pearls under the sunlight. Anakin orders himself to keep looking at Fisto’s teeth. Not lower, not lower. “It is indeed good to see you both up and about,” Fisto declares. “I spoke with Master Windu this morning. The Council is sending a team to sluth-out what happened to the senator’s shuttle. They will arrive tomorrow, at which time you two are to take their transport back to Coruscant. I’m afraid our little shuttle is officially out-of-commission.”

Anakin processes Fisto’s words out loud. “So. Master Fisto, you won’t be . . .” he pauses. Pushing the obnoxious optimism from his voice is like trying to shove against a stubborn bantha. “ . . . you won’t be joining us on our voyage to Coruscant?”

Fisto smirks as though he is a stubborn bantha. “No.”

Anakin’s signature surges like a double nova! He barely resists cartwheeling all over the spaceport! He and Obi-Wan will be traveling back to Coruscant together and alone.

And are they spending the night here alone, too? Or is Fisto in his ‘little slut get-up’ going to be the third wheel?

“What’s with the, um,” Anakin waves his hands vaguely about Fisto’s ensemble. “The whole . . . whore look? And where did you get that outfit anyway? Are you going somewhere dressed like that?”

Obi-Wan cringes at Anakin’s words, but Fisto’s already broad smile only widens. “I’m being deployed. Immediately,” Fisto points to the nearby cargo freighter. “It’s an undercover mission. I’m being smuggled to Nal Hutta as a pleasure slave. I’m to be sold upon landing to my . . . target. I cannot divulge any further details, you understand. And, Skywalker, the Council has wardrobe sources on nearly every Republic planet,” Fisto says as though Anakin should know that. Which he does, he just didn’t know that the Republic’s sources kept skimpy togas on hand.

The weight of Fisto’s words take a moment to sink into Anakin’s brain, but when they do . . .

Anakin shakes his head, wanting the weight to be gone. “Hold on, the Council is sending you alone?”

Fisto nods. “They are.”

“Kit is quite capable of handling himself,” Obi-Wan interjects carefully, sensing Anakin’s . . . what? His concern? No. No way. He’s not concerned for Fisto safety. He’s fucking thrilled that Fisto is going away. Far, far away.

Anakin scoffs, though the sound comes out as more nervous than he’d intended. “Yeah, of course. I mean, obviously. But . . . is the mission dangerous? Are you going to have to perform sex duties and–?”

“Anakin. Kit cannot share any further details with us,” Obi-Wan scold-reminds, though Anakin can now sense that his Master is concerned. Obi-Wan turns his attention back upon Fisto, and smiles with warm reassurance. “I am glad for this opportunity to see you off, Kit.”

“Me too,” Anakin says, then turns an accusatory glare upon his Master. “Though, how come neither of you were planning to include me? I couldn’t sense you, Master. And if I hadn’t returned to your sickbed when I did, and interrogated that awful droid, then I may not have even found you on time.”

Obi-Wan lowers his voice as though trying to sooth a hostile assailant: “I needed to have a private word with Kit–”

Anakin intercepts his Master’s defense. “A private word, huh? Is that the only private thing you needed to have?”

Obi-Wan’s eyes narrow fractionally, but his smile doesn’t falter. “Besides, Anakin, the medical droid reported that you were occupied.”

Uninterested in Obi-Wan’s paltry excuses, Anakin turns his accusatory glare upon the scantily-clad Nautolan. “And you! Couldn’t you have changed into that on the freighter instead of schutta-strutting around this port?!”

Amusement flickers over Fisto’s signature and within his eyes. “The droid crew has been programmed to thoroughly shackle me upon boarding. While I am an apt-multitasker, I’m afraid that I cannot undress and redress with my arms, legs and neck bound.” Fisto looks to the cargo freighter, which is flashing its ‘five-minutes-to-launch’ warning. He reaches behind himself, and Anakin only now notices that Fisto is wearing a leather satchel. He rummages within the satchel until he finds something that makes his signature ping with delight.

“Ah, here,” Fisto pulls out the half-empty bottle of Oblivion Gin. “The Council has granted you both the evening free. You have orders to relax, and I am ordering you to . . . indulge,” his grin thins into a cheeky smirk. “Enjoy.” Fisto hands Obi-Wan the bottle. Obi-Wan accepts the gin as though Fisto is giving him a writhing whip-snake.

“Oh, oh . . . really, I cannot accept. This is far too . . . generous,” Obi-Wan almost sounds flustered.

“I insist,” Fisto pushes the bottle at Obi-Wan with oomph, and he begrudgingly accepts. “A shot or two will do you good, my friend. And you,” Fisto’s dark eyes find Anakin’s, flaring with equal parts challenge and warning. “You may need three or four shots.”

“ALL ABOARD!” A mechanical voice blears loudly from the cargo freighter. “WE WILL DEPART IN TWO MINUTES.”

Anakin opens his mouth to say something . . . say thank you? Say goodbye? Say good luck? But it’s suddenly like all of this planet’s air has been sucked away into space, and no words come out.

Anakin feels Fisto’s large, cool hand on his right shoulder, offering a brief squeeze of reassurance. Then he watches as Fisto grants Obi-Wan the same gesture, which Obi-Wan returns.

“My comrades,” Fisto says those two words in a way that makes Anakin’s heart-clench, though he doesn’t know why. “Our physical bodies do not have forever,” Fisto’s gaze sweeps from Obi-Wan’s to Anakin’s and back again. Under the brilliant sunlight Fisto’s blacker-than-black eyes are not black at all. They are a warm honeyed-gold, flecked with blue from the sky. “Time is short, and most of ours is filled with brutality and turmoil . . .” he flashes those too-perfect teeth. Again. “So, go on then, fill as much time as you can with happiness.”

“ALL ABOARD! WE WILL DEPART IN ONE MINUTE.”

“May the Force be with you,” Fisto bids them, then turns on his sandaled heels, tentacles bouncing, and sprints for the freighter.

As Fisto rushes away his toga skirt flares upward and –

By the Force.

Fisto is definitely not wearing any underwear. And his bare ass . . . well, it looks just as holoporn-worthy as the rest of him. The Nautolan probably possesses the two most flawlessly firm green globes in the galaxy. And, really, Anakin expected nothing less.

Several nearby senients squeal in horny delight – like they’ve been flashed by some celebrity heartthrob. An older female Rodian swoons and sways on her feet like she’s about to faint. Fortunately her traveling companion steadies her, though his jaw has nearly dropped to the walkway.

Anakin is surprised to hear himself laughing, and, damn, it actually sounds and feels . . . good. “May the Force be with you, too, Master!” Anakin calls after Fisto, straining his voice over the whirring engine and roaring thrusters.

“May the Force be with you,” Obi-Wan barely whispers. Anakin doubts Fisto even heard him, though he’s certain that the Nautolan feels the sentiment.

Anakin and Obi-Wan watch as Fisto’s tentacles disappear up the closing loading ramp. Within three heartbeats the freighter launches into the bright sky, fading away toward the outer rim.

Anakin’s mirth fades along with the freighter. A new concern has wriggled into his brain. “Does Fisto even have his lightsaber? He can’t possibly be keeping it inside that satchel. The first thing the slavers will do is search his belongings.”

Obi-Wan frowns thoughtfully. “He would not be storing it in the satchel, no.”

“Then where . . .”

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My next update with be the final chapter! 🥲

#oblivion gin #obikin fanfiction #obikin #obi wan kenobi #obi wan x anakin #Kit Fisto #kit fisto art #obikit #anakin x obi wan #story preview #send me love readers

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mirror-to-the-past · 11 months

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Maaan, gotta love how Arendelle is going so hard with the Elsa/Riku parallel, it's so funny. Sora saw sad person running away who's afraid of the darkness power within themselves hurting others and immediately imprinted upon her as alarm bells went off inside his head. "Ah shit, here we go again."

Then a wall was put up between Sora and Elsa that Sora laid his hands on (KH1 Ending, anyone), only to be immediately followed by Larxene showing up with the same business as in CoM where she tries to deter Sora from following who he's trying to save (the thoughts I have about the connotations for Marluxia and Larxene both being ones to make appearances so far, two people from Sora's amnesia-d game...). And given who Sora was initially trying to save in CoM... 👀

You see my vision? Lmao, Riku's just gotta 'let it go,' har, har.

Also, this bit of dialogue, not quoting exactly outside of the ones I remember/screenshotted, sorry, because I don't wanna fact check phrasing via internet until I finish this world:

Goofy: 'When the going gets tough, we gotta stick together!'

Sora: "Exactly! Although, Donald, you do lose your temper a lot, so I can relate to wanting some alone time."

Versus, after Elsa insisting it'd be safer for everyone if she self isolated, and Sora walks up to her with a hand outstretched "Not safer for you!" after which a literal wall gets thrown up between them:

Goofy: 'She'll be alright! She seemed strong.'

Donald: "You gotta let her go. She wants to be alone."

Sora, his hands on the ice wall, not accepting it whatsoever: "Yeah, I hear you... but I just wanted to know why she was so sad." And this is after Elsa has demonstrated her fear of hurting people with her ice powers. And Sora still feels like there's more to dig into there. It's just interesting. 👀

I love how Sora is a bleeding heart, but also he gets extra invested when he notices aspects of his own situations in others, either consciously or, in this case I'm assuming, unconsciously. He'd be the person to watch a sad movie that reminded him of a loved one and text them sobbing at 3a.m like "btw you just. mean the world to me 😭❤️ ilyyy talk to me soon okay???"

Anyway, wahoo, back to Nobodies kicking my ass in Larxene-induced ice jail <- own fault, this silly goose is under leveled. I've yet to die yet in this game though, despite being in Proud Mode. 💪 I gotta brag a little bit.

#kingdom hearts 3 first playthrough #kingdom hearts #kh sora #sora #kh3 #me- sipping delightfully on my little drawn parallels

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

#Onthisday: Nov 9th, 2018

Title: Riya's TRUE IMPREZA custom car look - No 2

Here yet another latest look for Riya's "TRUE IMPREZA". 🔧🚘😁

If you haven't seen "No. 1", then please [CLICK ME!].

• Last 2nd day of November this year, I decided to go once again at my current mall (SM City North Edsa), for another round meet up with my friend, Romulus907. And instead we've went to my usual arcade branch (Quantum Amusement), instead we've went to another direction, Denki Game Station at SM Annex North Edsa and played our current racing arcade (Wangan Maxi 5DXPlus).

• As I continued racing progress with her "TRUE IMPREZA" in Online Ghost VS Battle I encountered another Special G Armored Car once again as a 2nd time and it's no big deal to overtake / beat the same name (RICH) and the same course (Hiroshima Expressway) as from my previous ago. After beat up the Special G once again, her Shop Grade level gained 2. Unlocked new parts, browsing around items and I purchased the "Racing Stripe 2" with pink color, matching her personality and much like Spot used. 😉

Riya 🐰🏎️: Yes sir! That armored truck filled with G-coins is sure was a tough cookie, though... Hehe Nah, not really! 😅 But, I managed to beat it in a one-on-one VS Ghost battle! 😁 Also, I used to have "Racing Stripe 2" with pink color to matched my vehicle personality before it was removed when we transferred our data from "Wangan Maxi Tune 5DXPlus" to "Wangan Maxi Tune 6". *Sigh* Damn! I want that cool stripe included in the WMMT6, but we just have to earn more experience again by dishing out one or three ghosts in a VS Ghost battle! 😒 But hey, its alright. We just need to be strong and keep up, eh!? 😉💪 Anyways, I can’t wait to race it again, but I have some tasks that need to be finished. See ya! 👋😊

So for more stories about Riya's "TRUE IMPREZA", then I very highly recommend that you have read her stories on these links. ↓

• Riya's "TRUE IMPREZA" Explanation (Jun 25th, 2017) • Riya's True #Impreza - plus Spot faced Barry (Jun 24th, 2017) • My WMMT5DX+ Update Part 2 (Aug 26th, 2017) • My WMMT5DXPlus progress at Denki Game Station Part 1 (Jun 17th, 2018) • My WMMT5DX Plus Update at Quantum Amusement (Aug 18th, 2018) • My WMMT5DXPlus Update (Sept. 24th, 2018): [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4] (Final) • My WMMT5DXPlus Update (Oct. 26, 2018): [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4] (Final) • My WMMT5DXPlus Update (Nov. 2nd, 2018): [Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3] (Final) , [Part 3] (Final Plus), [EXTRA]

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Total Drama Movies- Episode 1- “Lights, Camera, Chaos!”

Chris: Hello and welcome to the largest Total Drama season ever! We have 28 brand new contestants that will stir up more drama that any cast has before! These contestants will get into teams, and by the end of the episode, whichever team has lost the challenge, will be up for elimination! The team will vote someone out every episode, and this process will repeat till everyone but one is left, and they will win ONE. MILLION. DOLLARS! This competition will take place in a crummy old movie studio north of Toronto, and all of the challenges will be themed with their own genre! Well, we should probably move on and meet these 28 contestants! This is.. TOTAL! DRAMA! MOVIES!

*Cuts to ferry sailing to the movie studio*

Eliza: *Sewing dress* Hey, do you know when we will arrive? I need about 15 more minutes to finish my broadway dress!

Maxim: *Looks up from book he’s reading* Uh… I don’t think you’re gonna need a broadway dress… It’s a film lot, not a theatre.

Eliza: Eh, whatever…

Bailey: Did you know I made the first ever dress?!! I also went to Mars and met aliens, and I hold world record for eating the most cellphones-

Eliza & Maxim: We don’t care!

*Pauline notices Wyatt with Nintendo Switch*

Pauline: Oh, you play video games too?

Wyatt: Yea😎😎😎😎 im kinda epic lolz😎😤😂💪💪 im soooo MLG 😂😂👌🔥

Pauline: Oh..!

*Camera pans to more contestants*

William: Hey! What’s happening?

*Awkward Silence*

Cece: I don’t want, nor care enough to talk to you.. Lemme just get this straight, if you haven’t been on atleast 10 Disney Cruises and ridden in a Lamborghini, I do NOT want to talk to you, kay?

Ines: *Amused* Heh, classic rich girl..

Jamil: Yep. Hey, if we’re on same teams, you wanna become an alliance?

Ines: Yeah sure! We’re both pretty strong! Were you in the military?

Jamil: Not yet, still in training, but I’m almost ready!

*Camera pans again*

Dwaeji: Ohayo..!! ^o^ Im so sugoiii! Nya >w<!!

Andres: No way 💀💀

Dwaeji: Konnichiwa!! Onionhaseyo 🥺🥺!! U support RCTA??

Andres: No.. get out of here!

Eddy: Erm.. ya.. according to my calculations, “Dwaeji” means pig in Korean.. It’s clear you didn’t do you’re research.. ☝️🤓

Rajiv: Hahah, you’re name is “pig”? Nice. *High fives Eddy*

Dwaeji: Ok fine Eddy-san and Rajiv-kun.. my real name is Emily.. but don’t tell anyone, you bakas.. 😔😔 UnU

Dennis: *sighs* This trip is taking forever..

Tamia: I know, right? It’s nice to have someone like you on the ride.

Dennis: Yeah, I guess you’re right. 2 pessimists are better than one.

Dominique: *Excitedly* Oh come on, it’s not that bad! *shouts* Hey everyone! How are you guys!

Francesca: *Happily* Good, I guess.

Boris: Meh, I’m bored.

Kenny: *Staring at Dominique*

Dominique: What?

Kenny: Hey.. you wanna maybe.. uh.. go out some time? 😏

Dominique: *Concerned* Uh… *awkward laugh* How are YOU guys!

Fredrick: Um.. I have to address YOU first. 🍷🗿 NOBODY talks up to the sigma. 🍷🍷🗿🗿🗿🗿 Where’s the buffet?

Dominique: um.. Why is everyone here so wierd..

Leopold: *Picking nose* I know, right?

*Camera moves on once again*

Francesca: Okay! I think I’m ready for this! I got this!

Fangxiu: Girl yes 🥰 Get ready to slay this competition away 😍

Francesca: Um, okay?

Charlotte: Don’t worry, darling, half these contestants look like they can’t count past 5.

Taniyah: Girl, they don’t look that dumb..

Pietro: HEY! That’s not true! One! Two! Three! Four! uh.. Five! uh… um.. ah, crap..

Roman: Hah! Bro, you’re stupid, I could count to six!

Pierro: Oh yeah? Prove it.

Roman: You’re on bro!

Taniyah: *Looks at Charlotte* Alright, guess I was too nice.

Sigita: Hey, you guys ready to lose for me?

*Everyone stops*

Dominique: Oh my god, you’re so pretty!! How do you get your hair that silky?!

Sigita: I don’t know, I might just be effortlessly beautiful.

Grace: Hey! I’m better though! Look at how preppy I am!

*Everyone ignores*

Grace: HEY! LOOK AT MY PREPPYNESS!! 😡

*The boat starts rocking a lot*

Boris: Hey, uh.. Is it just me or did this boat get faster?

*Cuts to captain’s headquarters, an intern is driving the ferry*

Intern: Heh, time to give them a small surprise!

*Ferry crashes into rocks, and the boat shakes*

Dominique: What was that?!

Fredrick: Crap, that was me. But I won’t say sorry since I’m sigma and saying sorry is such a beta move 🍷🗿

Eliza: *Sniffs* Oh god!

*Water enters the room the contestants are in*

Rajiv: Aww man!

Pietro: THE SHIPS SINKING!!

*Everyone jumps off the ferry before its goes underwater*

Dennis: *Quietly* Oh no.. We’re soaked..

Chris: *through megaphone* HEY CONTESTANTS! SWIM TO THE STUDIO NOW! THEN WE WILL HAVE THE FIRST CHALLENGE!

Roman: *Annoyed* Dude.. Really? Right Now!

*Up on dock where Chris is*

Jamil & Ines: We’re first!

Chris: Jamil! Ines! How’s it going?

Ines: This was lightwork!

Jamil! Yeah, swimming was basic training!

Chris: Haha, I wonder if you’ll call the CHALLENGES “lightwork”.

*Boris swims up next*

Chris: Next up is our strongman, Boris!

Boris: Hey, Chris. Is this the place.? Hoping it would be nicer..

Chris: Up next.. The track star, Leopold!

Leopold: Hey chris.

Chris: Model, Sigita!

Sigita: Hey!

Chris: Bad Boy, Andres!

Andres: Yo.

Chris: Pietro & Roman!

Pietro & Roman: Heyy!

Chris: Popular Girl, Cece!

Cece: Ugh..

Chris: Calm Stoic Sweetheart, Charlotte!

Charlotte: Hello.

Chris: Taniyah!

Taniyah: Wasgood, yall?

Chris: Gamer girl, Pauline!

Pauline: Hey Chris!

Chris: Epic Gamer, Wyatt!

Wyatt: Yooo!

Chris: Dominique, Dennis, Tamia, and Kenny!

Dominique: Hello World! :D

Dennis: *Sigh*

Tamia: Hey..

Kenny: I love yall!

Chris: Rajiv & Francesca!

Rajiv: Whats up, dudes!

Francesca: Hey everyone!!

Chris: William & Fangxiu!

William: Hey..?

Fangxiu: IM USING MY ROSE T- 😍

Chris: Maxim, Eliza, and Grace!

Maxim: Hey chris!

Eliza: Same as Maxim!

Grace: It’s so preppy in here!! >o<

Chris: Dwaeji..?

Dwaeji: Ohayo 🥺🥺

Chris: Bailey!

Bailey: I already have a million dollars!

Chris: and.. Eddy!

Eddy: Salutations!

Chris: And that makes… 27? We still have one more person..

*3 Hours Later*

Fredrick: *Slowly doggy paddles to the dock and gets up onto dock finally, breathing heavily*

Chris: Dude.. you took 3 hours..? To swim 40 feet?

Fredrick: Uh.. I d-did that on p-purpose?? Heheh..?🍷🗿

Jamil: That was sad..

Chris: Anyway, it’s time for you’re first challenge!

Leopold: Don’t we need teams?

Chris: I was getting to that.. The first team WILL be to get into teams! Whichever team takes the longest to create will be up for elimination. Anyway, Get into 4 teams of 7!

Dennis: Tamia, you wanna join become teams?

Tamia: Yeah, Pauline, you wanna join too?

Pauline: Ok!

Ines: Jamil! Since we are creating our own teams, lets be a team!

Jamil: *Flexing Muscles* Yes! We’ll be the strongest team ever!

Dominique: *Looking at Eddy* Eddy, what’s wrong?

Eddy: Erm.. I think I have a bit of a crush on Sigita..

Dominique: Well, why not join teams with her? I can come along with you if you want!

Eddy: Um, ok! Hey Sigita, you wanna be teammates with me and Dominique?

Sigita: Alright, sure I guess..

Dominique: *to Eddy* You did it! Now that she’s on your team, you might have a chance!

Francesca: Hey, Charlotte, you wanna be teammates?

Charlotte: Yes, my darling! How about Taniyah?

Taniyah: Alright!

Fangxiu: CAN I CVME TOO 😍💅

Charlotte: Alright..

Maxim: Hey Eliza, you wanna become teammates?

Eliza: Sure!

Bailey: I’m classified the best teammate ever by 37 of the top 50 universities in the country so I’m joining you two!

Ines: Anyone else wanna join me and Jamil?

Grace: I’ll make this team 200% more preppy!

William: Uh.. I’ll join I guess?

Jamil: Ah, I think we just made the team worse. Eh, Wanna join up with Bailey, Eliza, and Maxim so we have a full team of 7? Eliza and Maxim seem smart, we might need some smarts to balance out Grace and William.

Ines: Keh, sure.

Chris: And the first of four teams are created!

Boris: Hey, Pietro & Roman, you 2 guys seem pretty strong, wanna join me?

Pietro: Sure Dude!!

Roman: Alright Nicee!!

Andres: Yo can I join?

Boris: Sure, you seem competitive! Let’s join Pauline, Dennis and Tamia so we have a full team.

Charlotte: Hmm.. the last ten people look rather horrible.

Taniyah: Now hold on, Leopold is a track runner so hes fast, and Cece is a snobby white girl but she finna be an even bigger pain if she’s on another team, so we can take in those two!

Leopold: Alright!

Cece: Fine, whatever.

Kenny: Hey, Rajiv dude, you wanna join Dominique?

Rajiv: Sure!!

Dominique: Alright, the last 3, Wyatt, Sigma, and Koreaboo. Let’s get Wyatt since he is good with strategy since he’s gamer and.. uh..

Wyatt: Lesgo!!

Leopold: We gotta get one last person for full team!

Taniyah: He’s Right, we gotta get one of the worst two..

Leopold: Uh.. Fredrick!

Cece: *extremely mad* UGH.. WHY?!

Leopold: At least he isn’t as bad as koreaboo Dwaeji!!

Cece: You know what, he just might be..

Chris: Alright! That means Dwaeji will join the losing team! Here are the four teams…

Ines & Jamil’s Team: Bailey, Eliza, Grace, Ines, Jamil, Maxim and William.

Boris’s Team: Andres, Boris, Dennis, Pauline, Pietro, Roman and Tamia.

Charlotte’s Team: Cece, Charlotte, Fangxiu, Francesca, Fredrick, Leopold and Taniyah.

Eddy’s Team: Dominique, Dwaeji, Eddy, Kenny, Rajiv, Sigita, and Wyatt.

Chris: Now, what will these four teams be named?

Andres: the Dead Bodies!!

Grace: Preppy Squad!!! >o<

Fangxiu: the Haunted Poosay-😍😍

Chris: THAT IS ENOUGH! I’ll give you team names!

Andres, Boris, Dennis, Pauline, Pietro, Roman and Tamia, you will be the Mighty Wizards!

*Cheering and Yelling from Team*

Bailey, Eliza, Grace, Ines, Jamil, Maxim and William, you will be the Ferocious Monsters!

*Cheering and Yelling from Team*

Cece, Charlotte, Fangxiu, Francesca, Fredrick, Leopold and Taniyah, you will be the Fearless Warriors!

*Cheering and Yelling from Team*

and since Dominique, Dwaeji, Eddy, Kenny, Rajiv, Sigita, and Wyatt are losing, they’ll be uh.. 4th Thing!!

*Annoyance and confusion*

Chris: Alright, I’ll see you tonight at the arena of losers! In the mean time, I’ll tell you where you guys will sleep!

*The group walks over to 4 run-down campers*

Andres: Eugh.. is this where we are sleeping?!

Grace: Soooo not preppy.. >:(

Chris: Hahah, yep. Don’t worry, the guys and girls get their own rooms, however the campers weren’t originally meant to be split into 2 rooms, so It will be REALLY cramped!

Eddy: Erm.. actually if they were split in half but still stay the same size-

Chris: I DON’T CARE. Anyway, Get some rest before the elimination ceremony tonight, 4th Thing!

Sigita: God, I can’t believe we’re named that..

(It’s night time now, elimination ceremony takes place up on stage, the 7 are sitting in chairs next to chris, while the 3 other teams watch from the audience. The seven up for elimination are:

Dominique, the Social Butterfly,

Dwaeji, the Asiaboo,

Eddy, the Nerdy Band Kid,

Kenny, the Trashy Simp,

Rajiv, the Chill Guy,

Sigita, the Model, and

Wyatt, the Epic Gamer)

Chris: 4th Thing, you’re off to a bad start! Half the team is joke characters!

Wyatt: OH COME ON!

Dwaeji: So not sugoi.. 🥺

Chris: Okay, the votes from you seven have been submitted! If you’re safe, I’ll call your name and give you will get a famous “Golden Chris Award”! The first one safe is..

SIGITA!

*Sigita grabs her award*

DOMINIQUE!

*Dominique sighs of relief*

RAJIV!

Rajiv: Nicee.!

EDDY!

*Eddy does that stupid take the L dance from fortnite to impress Sigita*

KENNY!

Kenny: Aww yeah!!

Chris: the last two without an award. Wyatt and Dwaeji. Wh-

Wyatt: Wait.. we are both safe? Awesomesauce 🤑🤑

Chris: What are you talking about?

Dwaeji: You said both of our names.

Chris: PRETEND I DIDN’T SAY THAT! The one going home tonight is…

*Wyatt sweats mountain dew*

*Dwaeji sweats Jungkook’s tears*

Chris: Dwaeji. Wyatt, you’re here for another night. Seeya Dwaeji! Or should I say, Emily..

Dwaeji: WAIT.. you KNOW?! NOOOO.. nya.. 😖😖 Heh.. I guess I deserve it..:)

Dominique: Sorry Dwaeji, you’re just so.. uh.. enthusiastic.!!

Dwaeji: Whatever! I don’t need you! I don’t need a million dollars! I have my Bakugo body pillow 🥺🥺..

Chris: Well, you might be wondering how you’ll get home, I have..

*A giant robot with a giant hand slides up on a track*

Chris: We have a giant mechanical Will Smith that will slap you home! Have fun!

Dwaeji: Wait.. what?

*The robot starts charging towards Dwaeji, the arm stretching back before rocketing forward*

Eddy: Oh god.. This looks a bit hardcore, doesn’t it?

Chris: Nah.. I don’t think so..

Will Smith Robot: KEEEEEP. MY WIIIIFE’S. NAAAME. OUUUTCHA. FREEEAKING. MOUUTH!!!

*The hand slaps Dwaeji and she goes flying*

Dwaeji: AHHHHH!!

Chris: Haha, good riddance. Welp, there’s 27 left! Who will leave next? I guess we’ll see next time on.. TOTAL! DRAMA! MOVIES!

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Hey everyone! This was the first part to my Total Drama fanseason. It’s definitely interesting.? I’m thinking that if this project get enough support, I’ll let the viewers vote in comments instead of the contestants. If you want that to happen, you could follow, comment, or even just like! I’m not asking for much either, just a few supporting and consistent commenters, I’ll start viewer voting! Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow for the next episode!

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