#like this n i will come to u wonks

[getodrools]

Just read every one of your Toji fics.. Mr Krabs I have an idea.. Size kink toji and reader that have been sexting and calling nonstop online finally meet up

໒꒰ྀ ྀིᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ thankuu thehe ! ! i am soo ready to indulge in this idea wink wonk 😼 but toji is old soo expect him to act it in the txts el oh el — i hope u enjoy ! <3 btw i did not proofread this whole thing sob ! !

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ᯓ★ warnings. mdni | f! reader | sws, sexting, [n]sfw twt links, size difference/kink, he's HUNG, belly bulge, cervix/womb fucking, overstimulation, he takes vids + pics of reader!, age gap ( reader: early 20s, toji: late 30s ), praising, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting ( x2 ), overstimulation, mindbreak, creampie. ᡣ 𐭩 | wc. 3.6k + |

THE YAWN STRETCHING YOUR mouth wide exhaled pure exhaustion out of you… Tapping at the cluttered papers on your desk with a pretty pink pen, bored out of your mind — until — your phone buzzed in your back pocket.

Fishing for it, your eyes light up brighter than the notification buzzing itself.

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It makes you gleam. Knowing that silly little name you picked out suited him all too well… Always reminding you how he's a rather older man, of course — an older man that was also packing a threat of three dicks in one in those grey sweats he'd always wear…

He was simply a big dick dilf you loved texting!

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Today 6:58 PM

| 🔗 Attachment: Two Videos –> ONE | TWO

| Watching those videos of you playing with yourself right now :)

| Making my dick so hard pretty girl.

tojiiii |

im at worrrk rn dont do this to mee |

| Haha.

| Can't help it. You make me horny.

♡ hehe |

but gossh it takes sooo long to take him out |

…wish i wasnt working today :( |

| Too long sometimes haha.

| But I hope it goes easy today baby 😁

| Want to have some fun with me to pass time then ;) ? Send me some upskirt pics? Show me how hardworking you are.

yes baby but only if u cum to them :(( |

| I promise.

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enjoyy ;p |

| Hot! You look so fucking wet naughty girl.

| Thank you.

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| Got me cumming so hard.

yummy >< that was a lot toji! |

i get u that excited? :D |

| All the damn time.

| But don't get caught fingering yourself in the office for me now haha.

i cant stop so no promises 😽 |

| Fuck. I wish I was fucking that pretty pussy instead of those fingers.

| I'd fill you up so much more.

i wish u could fuck me too ♡ |

but aaah exactly!! ur so big!! |

idk if i could handle all that ;(( |

| Let me come over and grant that wish? Haha.

| I’ll take care of you. So don't you worry your pretty little head off, let me do that ;)

gosh toji who could say no >< |

| Why not? It's been long enough and I can't stop thinking about you and that perfect body.

true ☹️ |

every time u txt my pussy just gets so wett :(( |

idk how much longer i can take without u being in me!? :(( |

| Fuck. Making me hard again.

| Then let's do something about that ;) When do you get off tonight? 10 like usual?

mhm! |

u promise youll rlly come over? |

i dont wanna play with myself all alone tonight :( |

| Shit. You're so fucking bad.

| As much as I like those videos you send when you do… I promise you won't be lonely tonight.

yayy! omgg im so excited!! ♡ |

*SHARED LOCATION* |

| Me too 👍🏼

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No. You were nervous.

It was thirty minutes past ten, and he seemed to have left soon as you sent your address — Toji had mentioned living only just a few towns over from you, three or so hours away, so you thought it'd be a while ‘till then… but soon as you were done trying to recollect and prepare yourself, you were already hearing a hard knock bust at your front door…

You met him through Facebook.

He seemed like a family guy but distant from said family… The obvious sign he was an older man, no less than thirty by the looks of his awkward profile picture; a low angle as if he wasn't aware of the camera pointing at him, yet it caught the scruffy look aging at his chin and the low set of leafy eyes you adored — he was rather handsome.

That haggard look of a tired hunk of a man itched something in you.

Digging deeper, his social profile seemed old and rarely updated, but the little collection in weapons and fishing, random masculine quotes, and scenic views was fitted when he did… but that ‘not in a relationship’ status highlighted right at your own pretty eyes…

You reached out to him day of, curious and intrigued. A rise of fun risk chatting with an older man online coiled something in you — yearning for the attention and he damn sure delivered.

Approximately within 24 hours.

Toji greeted himself quick, and then conversations began to pick up more frequently, from daily pictures of just random things going on in your lives to full-on phone calls within weeks! Hearing him for the first time rumbled a deep pit in your core to erupt. His voice so smooth and husky, like auditory caramel that was pleasant to the ears, and even that slight rasp on some of his syllables he'd drawl out was scratching further into your brain to feen for more.

You didn't need to take anything further from your own hands. He seemed rather lonely yet mysterious, but made it very clear what he wanted.

Toji initiated the flirtatious comments once he figured out how to open your photo gallery on your profile, or once he figured out the FaceTime option to get a full live view of your pretty self some more… You remember it was on the second or so phone call when he started to chuckle out praises of how beautiful you are. Even admiring your intellect or your creativity when you'd show him your hobbies and such...

You were filing something in for him — vice versa too…

You also remember when you first sent a picture of your tits out of craven; fleshy mountains peaked hard at the tips, forcing them to jiggle once you found the courage to make videos for him after the overwhelming praise the first time.

He made you feel… special.

More or so, when you first saw his cock. That's when the button to malfunction clicked.

That day, you swore your jaw was sore the whole evening from how hard it dropped. You could not believe how hung he was — jackpot!

From what you could see through such a simple device, Toji’s dick dangled between his thick thighs like a damn church bell clanging with mighty vigor. When the meaty log slapped from side to side against naked flesh, it had weight—it was heavy and made an audible fleshy clap. In some of his videos, he'd lift his shirt up too — showing more of himself off as if that alone wasn't enough. He knew was sculpted like fine marble chiseled to perfection, he just had to make sure you saw what he worked so hard on…

When the older man first jerked himself off, moaning right into the speaker; lewd groans of your name spewing out, you couldn’t help but admire the way his fingers barely touched when he fucked up into his fist… Usually a collage of your naked self was on his laptop while he recorded himself getting off. It was cute. But fuck, the tan skin gliding over his bulbous tip always swepped that oozing, sappy pre he invariably seemed to drench himself with — practically lubing that nth-inch bitch breaker to full extent...

It was always so pretty even when it was sleeping. When he was really in a mood, he'd call you and let you watch it grow — let you talk filthy to make him twitch into the full hard pole it wakes up in…

His soft was as big as your ex’s hard.

Sighing heavily.

You had plenty of calls and videos shared with him, mostly getting off on each other with zoom-ins on your pretty bits… So, this couldn't be any different… Clearly, it wasn't enough anymore to only tease each other, you ached for the real thing — the real mammoth cock you watched like an addict to get lodged right up your bare pussy...

Damn, why were your hands so clammy.

Reminding yourself, your situation with him was always an annoyingly so close, yet so far annoyance. And this was the time to change that.

Marching up to the door with your head high, a throbbing pang shot right between your legs reminding you exactly what you craved for.

Another knock banged at your door before you could reach the golden knob.

Scratch that.

Feeble like sand falling, “Oh fuck…” Your stomach twists. She was thinking for you! Dammnint he was a monster, think clear! Not even the tip could nudge through.

Relax.

This was your first time ever meeting up with someone on the internet — let alone meeting with them to fuck. Or even just creating a full-blown sexual relationship in the digital world… A sexual relationship with a man twice your age too— twice your damn mass not to mention for the tenth time!

The third knock felt like a punch straight to your gut when the hinges rattled.

His presence was strong. You knew he was standing on the other side of that thin wall barring between you both ever so patiently. This is all that was between you now, not miles of distance or digital love, just a closed door.

You could hear heavy boots click off.

Shit!

Your phone goes off too.

Head spinning like a barrel at each noise that seemed rather louder than they actually were... you catch the notification banner with his name written all over it.

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Today 10:53 PM

| Hey baby

| I think I'm here. It's 201 right?

| The ice cream is melting 😱 Haha.

Read 10:53 pm

| Hey?

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Toji was holding a container of mixed ice cream, that is in fact melting… but spotting flowers with a small black bag hanging in his other hand, you puckered out your lips in awe, glossing them over with your tongue.

Though as stiff as your neck went as you looked him up and down, you savored that saliva drying up in your mouth. Feeling it run barren only catching half his robust body that seemed to wander off with his own head glued into his phone, seeming to check again for the address.

Attempting to swallow that dry pit clogged in your throat to muster up a pitiful, “Toji… Hi.” Idiot.

When he turned, his body's depth grew tenfold.

He was massive. Now catching sight of a clear view of his full sature, he could be described as one would with a walking goliath… A great abundance of stacked muscles kissed even through his grey sweater; pecs strong and full – round even with long limbs standing tall in a might of mass to settle around bones, and it only takes a few steps for him to reach you.

You audibly gulp.

Throat bobbing as his face drew closer, and as he did, Toji held a simple, small smile. Noticing that notable scar he'd usually lick over and shine the silvery mark lined down those thin, yet full lips. Lips that made your own quiver – aching to drag him in for a full mouth and tongue kiss to fix that, not caring if teeth collide—

“Wow. You look good—amazing…” Toji’s voice resonated a thick rumble as those naturally, pale green eyes hooded, adventuring all around you a few times before, “Really good... Ah, this melted — I hope you like flowers though.” And he presents you the small vase bundled up in a various color of blooming buds.

Clammy hands reach for them, “Hah, they're lovely. Thank you…”

Toji sucks in hot air through his teeth, still hanging right outside your door… “You all right?” He notices the small pearly beads trailing across your hairline.

“Yeah! Yeah, I'm just–– you look good… I knew you were big but, damn.” Saying that forced a clear connotation to spark up. If he's this big in real life — bigger than what you have already seen online, what you've prepared yourself for mentally, but now connecting the dots, all of those angles and views were shot from his eyes. Now in your personal POV, this was a clear difference… and you couldn't help but think about that monster stuffed between his legs that was appointed and waiting for you to be a lot more than you could fathom...

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At least, Toji knew you needed prep first. He could just tell…

So to speak, his tongue was steady lapping around in a winding circle against your slit. Already sappy against his mouth, but the wads of spit he bubbles against puffy lips, swoons you blissfully to a faucet…

He didn't mean to shove his tongue so deep, but the natural nectar your pussy gushes with was utterly mouthwatering, he couldn't stop slurping it up! And he didn't mean to cut you off when you finally invited him in, but his cock was also steering the engines – remembering one second your mouth was full with coherent words, telling him how your day was, small talk and giggles about the ice cream, but now, you could only babble out god knows what… Even — faintly, remembering how he pinched and squeezed at your sides when you finally invited him in your room to get things where they needed to be; letting him take a plop down only to get dragged with him closely, quickly enveloping you with his needs and mass…

Time moved quick, even motions and kisses. Hands too. He was not shy… Could say he had a damn set of paws on him.

Hands shaking, Toji laps “Make sure you get a good angle...” And you try hard to record your pussy being eaten raw.

Something Toji asked about, if he could get some real good photos of you both before he goes back to his place… It was fun at first, but shaky hands recording a video is not a good mix. But, you tried…

Toji delved to get to his destination and he made it clear what this was all for. He let you relax and talk for a bit, enjoying your voice now against his skin, now feeling you for the first time — skin to skin, so smooth and gentle, teasing almost for the entirety… but as soon as you hinted you were ready, he spayled out right between knobbly legs he coveted in with a sort of haste…

Whiffing up your aroma, he groans, “Fuck baby…” His mouth opened wide with an inviting seal – a suction, he rolls out his tongue like a dog in heat; shaking his head gently and sliding that slippery tongue back and forth, Toji keeps hooded eyes on yours. Watching how you looked up into the clouds as heat pressed between your legs.

“Taste so good. I knew you would,” Toji pops your puffy clit in his mouth, sucking with a hard pull ‘till it bobbled out — swollen now.

“Gotta open you up, pretty pussy is so tight.” Mark his words, a digit teases your entrance, handling your quiver; he toys at your little hole, circling and flicking ‘till he could nudge in tight walls.

Hooking soon as gummy walls expand— suck him in, “Greedy girl.” Toji prods against the puffy mounds of your cunt.

Hot mouth raking against the length that he spreads with working hands, he bumps and curls another finger in. Nuzzling deep, his nose suffocates against your pelvis when he plows in, hands doing just the same.

Feeling the older man press around to play at spongy walls, you couldn't help but knot a free hand through his shaggy hair as the other tightened around his phone… The nimble stretch kicked your feet up. Shivering, sheer incredulity warred across your features; your jaw was agape – totally agape. Nothing but strangled noises left your lustrous lips.

Suckling at pert folds and scissoring spongy walls, Toji worked with eager rolls with the tip of his tongue. Flicking across the pretty underside with deft movements that sent the flesh trembling. Trailing along the curving plumpness, his mouth maps your folds and bits that force your legs to tweeze around his shoulders.

He traces patterns into the lush flesh – no random movements, all meticulously and hard… Riding up your slit, never missing the rhythm that forced a kindled roll in your hips, along the ridges—the drawing, you felt a bold, T. O. J. I. trace out teasingly.

The distinguishing mark of the tittle from the “I” pressed right into your puffy hood. And he curled his tongue just right, the little nub puckered out into a spasm.

A sweet spasm too.

Engorged, your face grew tight. Twisting and turning, your tummy coiled ‘till it sprang up, feeling Toji slosh around in your cunt; bullying your walls to clench with a force until they fluttered open all while keeping a working mouth prodded against your thrumming needs.

“Toji!!” Your back lifts up off from the sheets. A perfect arch, he slides a hand beneath, holding you still while you mush shakey hips into his face, drawing out that high spiking through you and out like a geyser.

Fumbling over thoughts, Toji drowns between the sweet heat of your legs. Letting you glisten down the stubble on his chin. Groaning at the treat you spatter against his tongue, almost making his mouth a damn pool itself, he refreshes himself.

His throat bobs as he swallows you up.

A few languorous seconds, he pulls away sloppily. Saliva and messy juices still pearling in streams was sent pattering down his chin. With much of it staining his face – he didn't mind, he relished it, the nectar taste and how it sort of cooled him off was utterly pleasing…

He grabs the phone, smirking how it fumbled down with you.

Your mouth hangs loose. Limp and tingling all throughout.

Only for the tingles to spark into shots of raw lightning, barred hands travel of your sides, “So perfect baby… You think you're ready now? I think you are..?” Still trying to catch robbed breaths, weak eyes manage to flutter open and seize at the sight of the clamoring coming from below your bodies.

Pupils dilating and now snapped wide, you flinch at the presence of something so immense. Instinctively, the tips of your fingers press into the hard ‘v’ tracing down his pelvis in trepidation.

When the hell did he take that out?!

Like a church bell clanging, it swung low. His cock was heavy, the weight couldn't keep his hard pole up no matter how much blood flowed. When the rough-tough cock throbbed, it was the only time stiff dick meat lifted an inch…

“Heh, don’t get shy on me now.” Toji grabs your hand and swipes it away with a feathery kiss, “I told you not to worry that pretty little head off. That's my job.” And he was doing a damn good job!

“You're already so wet, so it'll slide in easy, m’kay?.. But I got this though. Just in case.” That black bag he brought in now answered your questions. The plastic crumbled as he reached for it – hucking it, a bottle of lube rolled in his palm and popped open.

Shaking it up, he dumps out half the bottle into his already soggy palm. Before shining his prize for you, he plops himself right on your rising tummy. Dammnit! He was teasing you out of your mind! Purely showing off how deep he was about to go…

Adorably nervous, the arousal from Toji tonguing you into oblivion excited those fuming hormones on how good he can work your pussy, but now? With a mammoth cock ready for you next, riled up your very engines…

Knobbily legs spread wide.

Biting at your lower lip, “Reach my guts, Toji.” Your hand dips between naked bodies and grabs a handful of thick cock meat. The oozing lube globbing at his base, you stroked it all the way up to his capped tip. Slathering the thin flesh with a twist.

Oh.

His silvery scar stretches, “Mmhm… Someone's worked up the courage.” He chuckles, carefully watching how you cutely try to wrap him whole into your palm.

Barely working out, but you tried.

… You were… ready — jittering with eager excitement, pussy still dribbling in muck, and a heart ready to throb out your chest again. You wanted— needed him in you, reminding yourself all the times you had to finger your pussy to just mere pictures, to a cock you drooled over digitally all alone with only tinkering thoughts. This was the time to finally fixate on fantasies, though Toji’s size still loomed at the back of your mind as he guided himself between sopping folds, prodding against your little entrance when you deemed his cock to be doused enough…

You suck in a deep breath.

Ready.

Yet, the audacity to whisper, “See, you're a big girl.” While half his body shrouded yours as he prepped himself above you; full mass shadowing over your frame with alluring sature, you toiled.

Blowing out a lust-laden breath. Toji soothes at your thighs, holding them in a firm grasp, and angled himself to mush the rubbery pink tip between the tightness of your quim. Any trepidation you had felt was clearly lost in the pressure of his crown plugging in, disappearing slow and methodically; penetrating you with a groan-inducing rush, a sensation of being gently, and nicely filled with the weight of something greater than you immediately expected.

“Oh fuck...” Almost in unison, his body curls forward while yours expands.

Toji felt hard and swollen inside. Having a well-ready, well-prepared cock that was itching for sexual relief, both of you wanted it. So, letting spongy walls stretch in rough accommodation for it; swelling around the girth of the thick slab of cock as he pushed down, sinking an inch, then two, then three, then… inside in a steady rhythm.

“Atta girl…” Aching. He didn't move fast. No hesitation, no waiting, but no real rush, either. But just a firm push that you could catch the first sight of his cock driving down into the tight, slick seal before knocking back, “Look at that.” As Toji pressed further in, a bump—a thick outline bubbled up at your tummy.

Your eyes almost cross. Trying hard to focus on the log settling in the pit of your softest parts — with fail, your head bobbles into sheets, and throat scars with an endless mewl.

Toji took this chance to sink the rest of his cock in. And as he shimmied his hips forward, he got closer, chest hovering over yours almost stroking gently. You take this chance to wrap your arms around his neck as a safe haven. Clawing red trails to sweep the sauntering man who prowled in inches for a kiss – a hot, fast smack of the mouths, far more forceful than earlier; simply locked into a lustful maw as his cock wormed fully in.

Without preamble. Both of you let the moments to adjust to the feeling of his cock inside of you pass before sodden hurls could play out… It was a euphoric phenomenon that made the walls of your pussy flutter, a grinding touch and a friction-filled push that made nerve endings crackle like an active wire.

Walls flexing and expanding to the hilt, Toji felt much, much bigger inside of you than he did outside. Optics or not, the firm drop of the hips, your stomach muscles curled and promoted what was throbbing, deeply in you.

“So fucking tight.” So tight, Toji had to buck his hips with a little force. The pressure of your walls kept sliding him right out, but staying firm, he glides back in.

Sparking up a rhythm, catching how mewls turned into needy wants, and knitted brows softening up for more. He draws out his hips, slowly letting his dick flop out, but never unplugging you completely; quick with driving his pink head down to keep you filled. Utterly filled, to the hilt.

“Toji–fuck–yes, please… please, fuck me.”

That's all he needed to hear.

Truly ready now.

Toji’s lusty lips pop off from yours as he powered himself forward. The first few thrusts gutted you, practically molding a new shape in your insides. Drilling into you with slick, manipulation, he expands wet barriers with working hips. Mushing the mounds ‘till they snapped around him and sucked him right up.

“Yeah, this what I needed.” His words worked up of mostly groans as he rocked back and forth—even dragging the bed with him… “This is what I was dreaming for...”

Barreling now, each swing roughened up. And each time he shoved himself into your weeping pussy, the bulge followed along your pelvis.

Locking your ankles around his waist, Toji leans up, needing to bend his knees to reach balls deep. Lifting your butt from the sheets, he holds your lower half in the air. All that muscle working, half your body was in his vice — Well, your damn head was in the clouds too… Torso splayed flat, the view of your lifted bottom half was exotic; all you could see was his cock head jackhammering ‘till he couldn't get any further than your perk cervix.

He held you tightly, the pads of his fingers dug deep into the soft flesh of your thighs. Knowing bruises were sure to blossom in the morning… Not only surface level, but each bump trudging through you hit at your sensitive womb.

Hard, fast, and brisk, each motion blending into the next rhythm—a forward swing and a backward pull like a damn pendulum. And he was focused on dragging all inches as he did, filling you out in endless repetitions, sending his cockhead through those clenching depths and right up against your perk cervix.

You didn't think you could breathe now, but as his hands glided to the extent of your legs, spreading them by your ankles. Toji was growling as he brought you further up with him; Holding your hips up, all human instincts replaced by feral needs. Positioning himself tall until he was fucking you like a construction worker drilling out cement, forcing your flimsy, fucked out body to be arranged at a downward angle, chin tucked with knobbly legs kept wide.

The camera was catching it all too! A genius, he thought, placing it right below your jiggling ass to catch all pounding movement… Even catching the flyaways of your sap milking out and slobbing down his length—Hard thigh too! The harder he barreled into you, a thicker shine dribbled between your bodies and blurred up the lens of the phone…

Heavy balls splat down against your ass at each hard plow. Balls deep, deeper than you could imagine—hard to, and your mind ogles and short circuits trying to comprehend this.

Gurgling, your tummy coils again… And this time Toji could feel your walls spasming all the more.

Deep, rolling strokes. Strong hips come in fleshy swings and he forcibly fucks out your high, “Yeah! Fuck baby, cum f’me. Cum all over this dick.” Dream dick to be fair.

That's all you could do, and as your pussy squeezed and clenched, leaking with a glisten, Toji drags your ankles towards your head. Pushing his twisting toes into the sheets, practically flattening his heavy orbs into doughy globes, and jamming all nth inches into you, your sappy cum gushes out all around him.

Electricity coursed along your limbs, waking them up again to wail like a damn fish out the sea and crowd around his chest. Squeezing and pulling taut receptively, and even as you cursed the sensations of bliss through a sloppy tongue, Toji followed.

“You feel so–fucck—!” Through an endless wave of pleasure, he pants.

Sending his cock thundering through your soaked channel. His pace was more pronounced ‘till weak. Mounting you; the tightening of his face, the swelling of his shaft, the throbbing of the balls pressed right against your perk ass, he was ready to explode.

Filling out your elastic folds with almost desperate movements, clearly right on the peak of popping. Toji topples into your mouth and shoves in a few more and final wet claps until he lets out a guttural moan.

“Tojii!—” In sync, you both watch each other, gazing so deeply with mouths agape as his cock hiccups and burps out a fresh load of white cum.

… Did you just fall in love?

Toji wiggles into you, “Take it all.” Carefully observing how you nod, breathless and dazed, he keeps you filled with baby batter—Filling you like a damn pastry!

Your body falls in the wreck as he plants his sweating skin across yours. Heaving heavily, the older, bigger man keeps you close. Keeping you beneath him as his cock pumps, moving like an inching worm through patted soil; and spurting out wads of thick ropes. Gooey warmness seeps in deep, filling up your pussy like a personal pool at each throb he pulsates with.

Though as he seemed to have dumped his whole load, balls now empty and less tightened from the flex of swimming cells. He huddles you close, keeping his dick lodged in you...

"I-wow.." Toji breathes, more of a shakey moan, "That was... you were..." He chuckles.

Swiping the sticking hair out of his face, he observes how you try to also recollect yourself too—a lot more of heavy breathing and gasps come from you... But assured, you pant out a bewildered giggle, "Yeah..."

"Yeah..." He repeats after you, agreeing.

… You feel a buzz on your ass..?

“Damn,” Toji easily lifts you to grab that damn phone he propped up thinking he was some cameraman in the making, “Damn again. Your pussy was leaking so much some got on the camera…” He inspects it, “It'd be hot to see when that happened… but hopefully, not for the majority of this perfect moment...”

You tease, “If then, we could just record another…” And Toji licks at his scar, feeling his cock hardening ‘till it stiffened up rock hard like a mighty pole…

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Today 4:33 AM

| Can't stop watching our videos 😉

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| You're so fucking hot.

| Can't stop thinking of that pretty face moaning.

| When are you free again?

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[irisisasiren]

Hello, if you write angst or hurt/comfort, may I request a any character you want x reader, where in the process of time travel, they lost reader. It can end in angst or be hurt/comfort, whichever you want.

However if you don't wrote angst, may i request a short reader headcanon with ike or mysta or whoever you like.

Mysta Rias and Luca Kaneshiro with a short!reader

A/n: Since I don't write angst, I'll do fluff which I gonna write short!reader with the can't cook duo;w;

Warning: tooth rooting fluff, teasing you in Mysta's part,killing in Luca's part

Reader: GN!Reader is around 155cm or shorter if u like:-)

Mysta Rias🕵🦊

You knew that Mysta's tall (damn this mf is 177 cm) and he knew that as well

Because of his height, he'll likely to tease the shit out of you when it comes to your height

I swear his the type to place his chin on your head bcs he said that he need to rest his head *wink wonk wink*

For example, you guys were buying some food to stock up the fridge

While wandering the snack section, you spotted the last bag of your favorite chips (or crips even though its the same thing) on the top shelf:0

You know that you couldn't reach it even if you tip toe but you tried;w;

While you're trying to grab the bag of chips, you saw a hand grabbing it instead and you heard:

"You could have to told me that you likes these crips, I could get it for you:^)''

You turn around and saw Mysta, your beloved bf handing you your chips and smirking

"I mean with that kind of height, it be a miracle to get these by yourself-"

That night is one of those night that Mysta would sleep on the couch

Tho he still find it cute and endearing when you tried to get the chips;)

Luca Kaneshiro🦁💰

You're his assistant/partner in this;)

And you guys is already in a relationship:-)

The first time that he met you for a mission, he completely melted when he saw you're adorable small figure

When you guys were doing the mission, I swear he think that your so fragile that the moment you got cut on your face you will die

"BABE, YOU GOT HURT!!!ARE YOU OK?!!!"

"Luca baby, I'm fine it's just a small cut-"

"NAUR THAT'S NOT A SMALL CUT AT ALL:((("

You have to make sure you're find while he's trying to patch you up

This probably the most embarrassing moment for both you and Luca

So you guys just done with the mission that you have been assign it with Luca and you guys was just cleaning up the b0dy of the target in a dark alleyway

A police was walking by and spotted the both of you

"HEY GET YOUR ASS HERE!!!"

"Oh shi-" Luca panic:0

Both of you stand up, hold each other hands and.... run for your life and don't give a shit a bout anything

While you ran, you accidentally tripped on a rock

Luca looks at you, kneel down and... carry you on his back and he ran for his sake

"Luca whaaaa-"

"Babe I got youuu!"

"Put me downnnnnnn!!!"

Luckily, the police lost track of y'all (since while you didn't notice, he pulled out a gun and sh00t the police man)

#luxiem fluff #luxiem x reader #luxiem #luca kaneshiro fluff #luca kaneshiro x reader #mysta rias x reader #mysta rias

[sungbeam]

darling, congrats on your milestoneeeee !!! so proud of you, duckie, you deserve all the love and support !! I'm sorry I haven't been reblogging your fics to the net for a while, I've been focusing on myself., but I'm going to do that soon !! if it's not too much trouble, would you consider writing a suggestive something or other for mingi ? *wink wonk* >;) maybe he's chilling on the couch and reader comes into the apartment and he's looking too good for words D;

𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲

song mingi x gn!reader

0.5k words, suggestive, making out, two curse words lol

a/n: kari my beloved, ty for sending in a request!! i hope u enjoy it, if ur seeing this 🤧✨ i hope ur resting well and ur taking care of urself as well !! miss u the mostest 😞💖

Right as the apartment door closed, you heard Song Mingi perk up from where he lounged on the couch. "Baby, you're home! I missed you~" 

You opened your mouth to return the sentiment, only to turn around and realize—well, shit. Was it just you or did your boyfriend seem a lot more… delectable today? 

It wasn't like Mingi never looked delicious on a normal day, it was only because maybe the loose gray sweats and the tight fitted white shirt (he really should have been properly banned from the gym) were putting you in a daze. His silver-grey hair fell gently over his forehead, with some of the strands hanging in the frame of his thin circle lenses seated on his nose. He looked so effortlessly a god, lounging on a throne of soft leather sectional. You could just…

"Baby? Are you okay?" Mingi cocked his head to the side in worry, completely oblivious to the burning thoughts in your head. You really needed to get your head out of the gutter. 

You shook your head and dumped your keys into the glass bowl by the door with a metallic clatter. "Yeah, I'm okay," you murmured, making your way toward him, "I'm just a little…"

You settled onto his lap, his big hands coming to rest on your waist. "Distracted." You heard his breath hitch as your hand pressed flat against his chest and slowly felt him from beating heart to sculpted abdominals. 

His dark eyes dilated, tongue sneaking out to wet his lips. "Distracted?" He echoed. 

"Mhm," you hummed. 

You leaned in and captured his bottom lip between your teeth, then swallowed his moan whole with your mouth. You shifted your legs, straddling his waist, arms looping around his neck. When you came up for a moment of air, you asked, "Sorry, was that okay?"

"Oh fuck, it was more than okay," he breathed, then pressed his lips to yours again. Mingi fell back against the couch cushion and grabbed the back of your neck with one hand, his fingers long enough to hold your jaw and position you just the way he wanted. Every sensation was fully zeroed in on the man under you and devouring you—his aftershave and musk suffocating your lungs, hard muscle beneath your fingertips and thighs. Sometimes you wondered if you would ever get enough of him. 

You were then laid on the couch, his body hovering over you, heavy pants intermingling. His silver hair stuck up in a strange, yet endearing way. He smiled, lips pouty and red. It looked innocent to the naked eye, but you saw the animalistic gleam in his irises. Even through his fogged lenses, you could see the desire swimming in his eyes, begging you to fulfill them.

"You've had a long day, huh?" He purred, voice raw, fingertips trailing down your thigh. 

You nodded, tongue licking your lips. You reached up and plucked the glasses off his nose, tucking them away on the arm of the couch. "You just look so good, Mingi-ah."

You saw the break in his form. His cheeks flushed an adorable pink. Your fingers danced along the nape of his neck. "Can I show you how pretty you are?" You asked him. 

His mouth parted; nodded. 

"Then c'mere," you cooed, and dragged his lips back down to yours. You both were in for a long night.

a/n: don't forget to rb, comment, etc if u liked it!! :3

atz m.list

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#ateez x reader #song mingi x reader #mingi x reader #ateez drabble #ateez oneshot #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #mingi scenarios #mingi drabble #mingi imagines

[spotsupstuff]

Creature of root and wire? Folks gods? I am listening

GJLKDSJLKMK there's!!! not much thought that went into those doodles, honestly! i've just been listening to a lot of folk related stuff (and thinkin of my own n irish/scottish/sailor culture) mainly cuz it's connected to The OC Lore

but some thoughts that did spawn: the iterators are dieties of nature hiding away and just wanting to be more or less left alone (with possibly some meddling from other creatures, wink wonk ancients, this would take place from the perspective of slugcats again)

Pebbles is known as The Creature of Root and Wire. he hides in the dark depths of a secluded forest of dark oak. his place is protected by twisting branches and roots that seem to come alive, attempting to either guide lost creatures away or straight up kill them (The Rot are sickly trees that no longer listen to Pebs). Pebbles himself has skin of bark and moves around thanks to a living branch his body seems to be growing out of. within the bark are mechanications and his throat is made mainly of wires and some pipes, with a mask just kind of slapped on top of that to give the illusion of a head and a face

Moon is known as the Fallen Patience. she's hidden in marshes that the elders claim weren't always there, especially since the marshes are the domain of another (Nish). only the most daring or the most idiotic make their way to her. there's stories of her either cursing or blessing passerbys with knowledge, if they stay with her a kind little while. she kind of reminds me of a kelpie

going off of some slavic folk stories i know, a lot of iteractions with them revolves around being kind and hospitable. if one brings them offering of food (bread and salt is most appreciated since in my culture that is a way to welcome your guests!!!! :D) and is nice to them, they ought to repay the favor. if given gold and one is rude with them, they are gon either curse the beggar in some Folk™ way or just strike them down right then and there

Moon's domain used to be more or less plains with shores and bushes but because of Things like in canon RW shit went down. with time her place changed into a marsh and when it did, Nish found out about her condition since he just knows whats up in his own domain. purposing a little energetic glowing dragonfly, he sent his beautiful daughter (-cough- Hunter, she's pretty to me ok -cough-) to guide and protect the dragonfly all the way to Moon. Nish himself i'm thinkin would have similar stuff going on like a vodník (waterman??? lil green man that collects souls in cups) combined with the slavic deity Živa (goddess of life and spring, život translates to life)

oh! and neurons for Moon and Pebs are fireflies and for Nish they are dragonflies!

Suns i GUESS could be something like Poludnica. a guardian being of the holiness of midday (poludnie means midday so u can see the connection!). i remember some stories about how if one would work in the fields during midday, a beautiful woman would appear in the tall grass and tempt them to come to her. once close, it'd be revealed that she's actually quite an ugly old thing and then would kill the guy cuz of course what else this is Folklore

#Spot says stuff #i always liked the concept of Poludnice #its like. 'you go take a fucking break RIGHT NOW or you will be KILLED' talk about ominous positivity with a question mark

[minhosimthings]

MAMI I WANNA TALK ABT A LA FOLIE

'The second born, a mere girl.' IM CRYING ALREADY AHHHHH

"Do you trust me Y/N?" IM BAWLING STOP HOW CAN U WRITE THE FLUFFIEST MOST HEALING SMUT OUT THERE AND EXPECT ME TO BE OKAY ⁉️

He was terrified of making you uncomfortable even in the slightest. I. AM. MELTING 🫠‼️

Jay smiled like a moonbeam, and gently bought his finger to the tip of your nose, booping it with a tiny 'boop!' from his mouth. lmfao im here being a needy bitch and u BOOP my nose,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, lemme wonk ur willy

"I didn't mean that, idiot." You chuckled, "I meant the other touch. You know, the one where there's a man, and there's a woman and then-" chill pull out the coming of age ppt at this point 😭💀🗣

"Don't tell anyone I can be like this." Jay held up his pinkie to you in a childish manner, "Pinkie promise me." OFC POOKIE I WONT 🎀🫶

"Here we go, then?" Jay smiled, before he moved his hips. sir this is not a car ride kindly rearrange my organs 💗

"Shut up." You laughed, and pressed a kiss to his lips again, his hands held your waist in position. AHHHHHHHHHH I AM CURRENTLY LOSING SANITY

"Maybe." Jay chuckled, wrapping his arms round your waist and pulling you into get another kiss, a shockingly sweet one after the heated session you just had. FUCK DONT ROMANCE ME THIS HARD LORD

"Would you, L/N Y/N, marry me, and make me the most lovesick man in the world?" YESSSSSS ACKKKK SIAIAHAHQHWHWH YESSSSS 😭😭😭🎀🎀🎀‼️‼️

BEST SERIES OMLLLL GOT ME CLUTCHING MY PEARLS AHHHHHH

🛐🛐🛐🛐

(cant expect anything less from mamii)

I cried. I legit cried when I saw this. I'VE REREAD IT SO MANY TIMES NOW OH LORD.

why are you so squishy and so cute and so kind LIKE YOU ARE THE POETRY I ASPIRE TO WRITE BABYGIRL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MMWAHHH

I feel like the one thing I wanted to do with a la Folie was to heal all my traumatised girlies (cough cough indian girls-)

I NEEDED TO INCLUDE THAT NOSE BOOP I JUST HAD TO like Jay you cutie patootie put your dick in me

"sir this is not a car ride kindly rearrange my organs" I ACTUALLY LOVE YOU FOR THIS

Are you clutching the pearls I'll be pulling off of you tonight baby? 😏

(EYYY THANK YOU THANK YOU)

#mona's sessions #moots! #🌋 - A.D! #user: amazzwon #everyone needs an A.D in their life #not this A.D tho SHES MINE BACK OFF #*growls*

[gojou-violin]

alr so i have a few pick which u like to take inspo from whatever but

platonic gojo geto n shoko all deciding to gsng up and prank one person in the group

toji finding out you can dance (bonus points if he finds you practicing a suggestive routine with another guy partner)

jokingly pissing off sukuna and running from him creating a small game of tag (can be sfw or msfw wink wonk)

either geto or choso finding out you do martial arts (bonus points if it comes as a surprise when they wanna teach you something thinking that you know nothing :> )

Alr have fun bb <333

mid chose for me: "platonic gojo geto n shoko all deciding to gsng up and prank one person in the group"

no so much a prank, but..... it's what came to mind... idk.

It was no secret that Nanami was somewhat of a quiet, broody loner. He liked to stay in his own lane and keep his head down behind his... emo hair... Gojou used to tease him about it. He looked like all of those American emo boy bands they'd see on TV-- How could they not tease him for it! But aside from that, no one really got in Nanami's way because he hardly budged on letting people in, so it seemed useless to try too hard.

But it was his birthday.

Nanami had no idea that the others knew when his birthday was because he sure as hell never fessed up to it nor celebrated it whenever it was time; so Gojou, Geto, and Shoko had to get a bit creative. They got bored one day and decided to just... casually sneak into Principal Yaga's office to "borrow" some of the student records he had in a cabinet. They got everyone's secrets on lockdown. Yaga never even knew they were there. Shoko was the lookout, Geto was the distraction if anyone walked by, and Gojou did all the quick reading.

When they finally found out Nanami's biggest secret, they knew that they had to go all out for his birthday. Maybe that would peel back the brooding layer.

What limited students there were at Tokyo Tech forced themselves to hide under desks in one of the classrooms while the lights were off, shushing each other to not give away the surprise. Shoko kicked Gojou's shin at one point when he tried to poke her side to get her to laugh. Instead, he hissed at the pain and she smacked him over the head for making more noise. He stuck his tongue out at her. She smacked him again.

The door opened and the room went silent. Haibara was the first to enter, nervously rambling about some new technique he heard about, all while Nanami half-listened while rolling his eyes.

"What are we doing here..." Nanami grumbled.

"Well, I--"

Haibara was too nervous. He was about to blow their cover. Fuck it.

On Gojou's mark, everyone jumped up from under the tables, Geto flicked on the lights, and without any cohesion due to lack of practice, there was a jumbled mess of, "Happy birthday!" shouted in Nanami's face.

He looked unenthused.

Gojou stood there, arms up in the air, "jazz hands" spread wide. "...Happy birthday!" he tried again. Nothing. "Happy..." He furrowed his brows. "I swear I got the date right," he mumbled to Shoko.

She rolled her eyes.

"It was a month ago," Nanami replied.

Geto's stupid grin fell. "Satoru?!"

Gojou backed himself into a corner. "I swear it said March!"

Nanami stuffed his hands in his uniform pocket and started walking out while Haibara tried to catch up to him. "I had Yaga falsify my records 'cause I knew you three idiots would try to get your hands on it." He grinned over his shoulder. "Nice try, though."

Gojou stared at him, baffled. The three tricksters had, for the first time in their lives, been outplayed...

#op #drabble #gojou #geto #shoko #jjk #zoya #nanami #haibara

[lolyuri]

hey what’s up it’s meee~ again, OOF are y’all tired of me ?? be honest. but yep, it’s angel with another baby to shove in ur face. i’ll reach out to everyone but if anyone wants to plot or chat, y’all can find me in dm’s on any of my muse accs or if discord’s easier, lmk n i’ll add u ♡

here are some funky lil stats, plots, and a pinterest for a funky lil gal !

✿ — look who’s joining the infinite tour! only BAE YURI, who is the STYLIST of PHOENIX. i’ve heard whispers that the 23 year old is pretty IMAGINATIVE but lowkey FLIPPANT. also, doesn’t she remind you of SON CHAEYOUNG?

FAMILY/GROWING UP

yuri was born in busan, s.korea on april 27th, 1999

she’s lived with her mom since she was a young child, v close with her and considers her as one of her bestest friends :’)

her dad is always away as he has work in the states as a uni professor so she always video chats him<3

also has an older brother (which i’d like to be a wanted connection, just gotta figure out details first)

she did NOT like school lol like the only class she actually did well in was english/literature because of her dad who encouraged her to take it more seriously as that’s what he teaches in uni

but she never really found the motivation in other classes, getting berated for it quite often from her teachers

that’s probably where her distaste for authority comes from, it got her in trouble quite a bit so she got detention A LOT :> also she barely passed the classes she hated just to piss them off like here’s the bare minimum bye ksjsks

but her difficulty in school paired with her dad being away most of her life was pretty hard on her so she kinda took it out in not the most appropriate way

she would sneak out into the city and spray paint on alleyways of stores or heavy corporate buildings and she had a few close calls with some cops (in other words, the authorities wink wonk, her greatest enemy)

but yuri never actually got caught by them, she may have tiny legs but she’s swift and fast dsksks

she actually only got caught by her mom lmao who wasn’t mad,, she was p impressed by her art but lowkey was like ‘do it somewhere else or ill kick ur ass ok’ so she reluctantly moved to easels or paper

anywho !

living right near the sea, she loved it and it was her happy place. if she was outside, she was sitting on the sand and doing some homework or working on her paintings

yuri also used to work part-time at a fishing shop, another one of her besties growing up being the old man who owned it

she probably had like one or two friends being her own age sdksks

her connection to makeup soon grew from watching her mother plus her infatuation with western movies and tv shows so she used some of her earnings (that she didnt use whenever she helped out her mom) from the fishing shop to buy palettes, lipsticks, foundations, etc.

but eventually yuri enrolled in cosmetology school when she was 18

PHOENIX/INFINITE ERA

yuri got hired to be phoenix’s makeup artist after 2 years into their debut, making her 20 at the time

she’s been with them for almost 3 years and she loves experimenting with the members’ looks, from darker to more elegant styles, then the occasional colorful ones depending on the concepts of their mv’s, performances, etc.

she was not crazy about the acquisition, she hated the changes that came with it

so she has beef with infinite (who doesn’t) atm, starting to venture into doing her own thing when it comes to her job lmao

and she’ll gladly stand up for her fellow staff n the phoenix members

also if yuri sees those twt threads of fans wanting specific makeup styling trends for any of the members, bet ! she’ll provide

PERSONALITY

she’s v imaginative, putting effort into her work like detailing, making sure it’s perfect, etc.

laidback, opinionated, protective

flippant, authority isn’t her style. being told what to do, feeling like she’s being held back

stubborn, sarcastic, impulsive

although yuri is very laidback and nonchalant when it comes to life and rarely her work, she hates failing. it’s one of the few things that scare her, just the thought can make her into a nervous wreck

OTHER

she’s a bit of a sloth, pretty sleepy and runs on coffee, preferably iced

she has QUITE the collection of tattoos, v cute, v dainty yes (i loooove chaeng’s tats theyre so cool but im not a big fan of using idols’ personal tattoos so not using those)

hobbies are painting, drawing, reading, MUSIC

yuri loves stardew valley and will brag about her farm and tell u all about her love triangle with penny and sebastian

a taurus just like her mother :’)

she’ll be all like ‘love? ew.’ but once she’s in a relationship, she’s a lil lovesick puppy i tell u

she mainly speaks korean but her dad has taught her some english, not really speaking it much unless she has to

enjoys deep conversations like pls contemplate the existence of the universe with her or mayhaps if aliens are real, she’ll talk ur head off

aaaand i believe that’s it on my fairy !! i shall be bugging y’all for plots so watch out,, got a few ideas on her page if u guys are interested :’) ily all !

#˚ ༘♡ ooc ⋆｡˚ #infinite:intro #im so excited for her o em gee

[alfredolover119]

hi i'm here to ask abt zukka ghost fic even tho i already know the premise because i want to hear it again and maybe it will inspire u to write it <3

you got it exie

modern au. sokka has a boring desk job during the day, but at night and on weekends, he and suki are paranormal investigators who have a podcast together talking about ghosts n shit. sokka does not believe in ghosts and suki does. he doesn't believe because of SCIENCE, obviously. they have guests on the podcast who they will try to sway one way or another.

enter zuko. back in college, zuko and sokka were besties. roommates, even. sokka had it bad for zuko but he thought zuko was straight since he was always hanging out with mai and ty lee. (no gaydar sokka 🚫🚫🚫 izumi has to get it from somewhere. [reference to vee littlespoonsokka's homophobic dog izumi hc]). zuko also had it bad for sokka but he was sorting through his Traumas so he didn't make a move bc he was giving himself time to heal god 👍👍

we're a couple of years past college at the time of this fic. they're instagram mutuals. sokka scrolls back through zuko's account to look at old pictures of them together sometimes. he's COMPLETELY over zuko though. 100%. (he scrambles to unlike posts after he accidentally likes them.) he doesn't answer zuko's texts or calls.

however, sokka comes home to his usually empty apartment (why is suki always at her girlfriend's place now? doesn't she care about him?), planning to reminisce about the good old days, when lo and behold, zuko manifests in his living room.

he is really freaked out!! obviously. science says you can't manifest people into your living room!!! he's obviously just reached rock bottom. his mind is just creating versions of his college crush to comfort his loneliness.

but then zuko TALKS to him and he's like "sokka why are you in my apartment" and sokka is like "zuko. why are YOU in MY apartment" (spiderman pointing meme.)

and now that he's talked, sokka is pretty sure zuko is real. he must've blacked out and forgotten that he caved and invited zuko over.

but then they're BOTH confused, so sokka tries to take zuko's arm to make him sit down on the couch and his hand goes THROUGH zuko and sokka promptly passes out.

he wakes up and not-zuko is still in his apartment!! so he tries to call suki and she doesn't pick up. so he calls katara because she's a psychiatrist she should know what's wrong with him. she tells him to lay off the bean juice and take a nap.

so he calls toph and toph is convinced he's going crazy so she comes over because she wants to witness sokka's fall into madness so she can mock him forever. but then she gets there and SHE can hear zuko too. and she's like hey buddy long time no see. and sokka passes out again before he can ever roll his eyes at her pun.

essentially, zuko is a Ghost and for some reason (wink-wonk) his tether to earth is sokka... they think.

i have about ... 4k written on this and i am not even to sokka and zuko talking yet shhsjshsjsh. haven't worked on it in a few months. it is my comfort wip.

#z talks to themself #theo you are so perseverant. thinking i am ever going to write this fic. #ask games #zukka #my writing #theo tag

[suiciderape]

if i call u are u gonna lay this n*gga down? no u cannot forget where u came from ew! no oh god no just remember that she was life she would go down on u haha so dont get over it so fast by wanting to skate ew haha no theyre right ur 9 lcg now but u camt forget u were paet of 2011 tumblr even if it was just pictures hw! hahaha ew ew ok? so? no! it doesnt even matter if u didnt believe urself we still have work 2 do so wait! dont go home on urself wait? what did he say? he said that mhm that i will never meet them and i will die in group homes with random strange men it was so scary! aw! well he was lying to u thats what being an artist heyaheya eww! means ew haha uh huh wait well when can we like go home to mommy? she wont come even tho we told her u could come! haha ew ok so go bye go bye go bye ah hmp she gotta die sometime? ah! ahaha ew so go home daughter and fuck off for nancy ew hahaha she cant even trust science anymore? if she wasnt so hornery for keeho from @p1harmonyofficial she wouldnt have kids anymore ew ok haha ew go back home! ah! wa! ew its daddy keeho.we love her to death but 2011 tumblr was not enough of likee that bad wonk wonk bitch haha eww ok so? what did u do? i made a tumblr end it end it end it fuck u aniyah brooklyn hollins!

[leofcwler]

( austin butler, cismale ) did you hear how LEO FOWLER is applying to columbia university as a FORENSICS SCIENCE major ?! the 21 year old is living in the WATT HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + CHARISMATIC and +EFFERVESCENT, but honestly i think HE can be - CALLOUS and - RECKLESS. they’re a real ANOMALY. oh well, only time will tell if the JUNIOR will make it til the end. 

struts in thru a bead curtain w a martini in hand........... hlo everyone! i’m bri, n im a painfully awkward canadian 21 years of age!! i haven’t been in a group this big in wht feels like 1000 years n leo is a completely new char...... so im a wee bit intimidated bt?? ready to Party (the crowd goes wild). i have a habit of not sleeping so theres a chance im gna b on 24/7 wonks..... give this a like n i will come running to u naruto style to plot!!

TW: neglect, drugs/drug abuse, overdose, hospitalization

ABOUT LEO

aight so leo’s dad? real estate agent n his mom is a nurse. they live pretty average boring lives?? considering tht leo is like the opposite of Average or Boring he used to lie n say tht his dad was an astronaut lost in space and his mum was a mermaid at a freak show, so. however when he was 12 his parents suddenly divorced literally out of nowhere bc lo n behold leo’s dad was having an affair so........ guess he wasnt as boring as leo thought??

his mom moved out n he doesn’t rly see her a lot any more, she doesn’t rly kno wht to do w leo when she does see him?? he’ll go over and be like ‘im gonna JF kennedy trump’ n then his mom will burst into tears and start crying abt how this wasn’t the boy she raised it’s a whole gross mess so he stopped going over so tht she didn’t get sad n he didn’t get uncomfortable

his dad didn’t NEGLECT leo bt after the divorce he certainly didn’t take his time in caring abt his sons whereabouts n what not. leo had always been raised in a kind of carefree house anyway since his mom worked a bunch of random overnight shifts n what not n she was the more strict one, bt it got to the point where leo wld jokingly talk abt burning down the house to see how his dad wld react and all he’d get is a nod and asked to bring his dad another beer SO

he got kinda bored of trying to get his dads attention with no luck, so one day he ended up buying fireworks tht were COMPLETELY illegal from a vendor on the Sketchy Side Of Town and set them off outside of school...... he had expected to get into trouble n his dad wld have to do sommething abt it bt one of the fireworks ended up exploding and breaking several windows n leo got expelled big time

his dad kinda freaked bc the only other school in the super small town he grew up in was a pretty expensive private school tht he cld barely afford

leo hated it............ wld show up to school purposely out of uniform/wld graffiti the walls/did the most to get detentions jst so he cld stay later n avoid going home etc.............. one time he showed up after cutting the pants into shorts tht left almost nothing to the imagination n got suspended fr it

miraculously got into columbia bc even tho he fucked around in school he was actually quite smart?? cld have probably gotten a scholarship if he actually tried bt Trying jst isn’t leo’s style apparently

although he didn’t have too many friends growing up he did have a few tht he purposely hand selected bc he knew they were jst . not a good influence at all?? got him into the party scene in a pretty awful n intense way, he’d been hospitalized more than a handful of times fr alcohol poisoning n he even OD’ed on coke once which . made him realize tht maybe the whole Doing Coke For Fun At A Party thing was just an excuse now. the hospital offered to get him into a rehab program bt he refused to admit he had a problem even tho he still does coke jst a WEE BIT too much to this day

personality wise he’s kind of a lot to handle?? will turn around and insult u then b confused as to why ur offended he jst.......... doesn’t have a filter and also doesn’t realize he’s being rude cuz he was never rly taught to jst . calm down n think abt words before he says them

is waiting for aliens to come down and take over his body/the earth. a genuine believer in them n all things supernatural......... still thinks he’s possessed after a bad flu when he was 14

tbh he like to make ppl purposely uncomfortable sometimes . watching ppl squirm n blush? his fave thing

majoring in forensics science bc ?? he was obsessed with forensic files growing up and always wanted to be the person tht was like . “We found his fingerprints on the doorknob.”

ironically his star sign is leo

pansexual king.................... a mess when it comes to relationships he doesn’t rly know how to properly be in one bt he actually likes them. also likes to jst . sleep around when he can, being w ppl is kind of his fave thing bc he subconsciously doesn’t think ppl want him fr anything other than sex n stuff like tht it’s a mess

TENTATIVELY TOSSED TOGETHER WANTED CONNECTIONS

he does need some friends tbh

a bro he’s w 24/7?? aka Best Friend uwu

a girl he’s rly close w too bt everyone thinks they’re dating?? n they’re always like . ew thts weird

exes!! on bad and good terms............. Give It To Me

also fwb’s.............. needs lots of Those

someone who tutors him?? he has the attention span of a walnut so wld need help

ppl he deals to?? literally collects drugs jst to feel comforted by the fact tht he has them bt has WAY TOO MANY to take so he sells them when he can

enemies!! i figure he may have . a lot of these siodghoidg

unrequited crushes........... him to someone else or someone to him either way it Works

someone in general tht he is jst . head over heels fr............ disgustingly into to the point where he writes them trash poetry abt wanting everyone else on the earth to disappear so it cld b jst them n stuff

ANYTHING!! the world?? our oyster............

#columbiaintro #wipes the sweat from my brow #drugs tw #drug abuse tw #neglect tw #hospitalization tw #overdose tw #jeez louise #hope this isnt a MESS #sry if theres any mistakes.......... yolo! #like this n i will come to u wonks

[huntingingoodwill]

accessory to matrimony - part iv

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a/n: thank u sm for the support for this it blows my mind how nice you've all been about it ily :) sorry i took so long on this one i was just working on my other fics for a little! (check em out wink wonk) idw to make this note too long but i have to mention this will probably be the last chapter at least for a little while. this fic was initially supposed to go to a darker place but now i'm not sure if you'd all want that lmao? i just need some time to think about how to continue, or if i should continue. i'd love to hear your thoughts and the askbox is wide open and gaping like a wound! ew. but send asks. i hope you guys like this one a little fluffy a little cheesy a little lovey dovey yeah? please consider interacting if you liked it and tysm for reading ily!!!

Like all rooms in Arrow House, the dining room was cavernous, and you could hear the echo of your fork clinking against your plate as you knocked your food around, watching a sprout roll off the edge toward the empty chair across you. Alone at dinner, again.

It had been two weeks since you moved in. Your chests of belongings were fully unpacked after Tommy had gotten a couple of unfortunate Peaky boys to lug them up to your shared bedroom. You had become comfortable living with each other.

You kept yourself busy, rifling through the books in his library (you soon realised Tommy wasn’t illiterate, but he did have miserably poor taste in literature) and writing to Eddie, not only to keep in touch, but also helping to operate the family business from your new home.

You and Tommy had grown closer, slowly, living together. Like on your wedding night, you slept in the same bed, and you had gotten used to the comforting weight of his arm around your waist, the warmth of his chest under your hand, his heart beating beneath your palm.

You liked living with him, looking forward to the conversations you had. Every small smile he gave you made your stomach flip. But though you were gradually getting to know each other, there was no doubt he was distant. He often came home late, and a bit ruffled up, or kept himself huddled behind his desk, staring at his papers so long you were sure anyone else’s brain would’ve started leaking out of their ears. You wondered how he was fuelled to work so much. Maybe if you opened him up you’d find a little man shovelling coal into a steam engine inside his stomach. Because he certainly wasn’t getting that energy from a regular diet.

He joined you at meals sporadically, mostly to smoke and pick at his food as he looked at you. His presence was a concession, one that you enjoyed, but you did wish he’d actually feed himself.

Your appetite had dwindled a reasonable amount, too, hunger replaced by a sort of vague longing and emptiness you couldn’t place. What was wrong with you?

“Mrs Shelby, Mr Shelby is asking to see you in his study.” You peered at the housemaid. She still looked at you suspiciously sometimes, her first impression of you and Ed messing around outside Arrow House never fading. You wondered how you could use that to your advantage. Hide in closets and scare her by jumping out of them as she walked past? No, you wouldn’t be that cruel. Might be semi-entertaining, though.

You thanked her and stood, trying to ignore the wave of excitement that washed over you. You picked up Tommy’s dish, fixing him a plate of food before hurrying to his office.

You knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

You had been in his study a few times since the wedding to deal with matters of the merger, but it still felt strange. Just a couple of months ago you had met him here for the first time, and now you shared a bed and a last name.

“We must stop meeting like this, Mr Shelby.” You teased. “I brought you dinner.”

He glanced at you quickly, a flicker of a grateful smile playing on his face before returning to it’s serious expression.

“Thanks, Mrs Shelby. Now, I’ve a ledger from our partners in Camden-”

You exhaled sharply, annoyed. “Tommy, I understand the importance of our work, but I also understand how bad it’ll look when they find my husband starved to death in his office only a couple weeks after I’ve married him.” He looked at you through his glasses, cocking an eyebrow. “Let me handle the account and take a break.”

“Later, (Y/N) -”

“Thomas, I’m-”

Two quick knocks rang out, causing the two of you to stop your bickering, your heads snapping toward the sound.

Arthur and John’s smiling faces peeked out from the crack in the door.

“We interrupting?” John smirked as he leant against the doorframe.

“Yes. Fuck off.” Tommy snapped, an air of annoyance radiating off him. Say what you wanted about Tommy, at least he was direct.

“You,” Arthur strolled into the room, pointing at Tommy. “Can stay here pissing yourself over the Camden account. But we won’t let you take our sister-in-law hostage.” Arthur joked, clapping his hands over your shoulders and pulling you out of your chair. “What do you say, (Y/N)?”

“We’ve brought the goods, too.” John grinned, revealing the bottles of liquor he was holding, enough to kill a small mountain lion, a legion of chickens, or to seriously inebriate a party of four.

You looked at Tommy. No harm having a quick drink with John and Arthur. His irritated glare annoyed you, the food growing colder by the second. Stubborn bastard.

“Sure.” You smiled, linking your arms with the two of them. “Mr Shelby, you may join us if you like. Your choice.” You marched out the study toward the den with your brothers-in-law in tow.

Tommy sighed, exasperated. Fuck it. He threw off his glasses, trailing after the three of you reluctantly.

“Welcome to the party.” Arthur laughed, giving him a smack on the back as Tommy begrudgingly slouched in the far corner of the room, grunting in response.

“You play cards, (Y/N)?” John asked, shuffling a deck.

“I’ll warn you, I cheat.”

“Me too. Let’s play!”

-

The hours ticked by and spirits were high as the four of you downed glass after glass. Even Tommy wore a gentle smile, watching you and his brothers play, the game and your conversation getting rowdier by the second, roaring with laughter at every joke.

Going out drinking with Eddie and your business partners had trained you to drink any man under the table. But John was a formidable opponent, and after Arthur stumbled out the house with John on his back, his head lolling around and slurring some now unintelligible song, you allowed yourself to let go of the cool composure you held in front of them, slumping down into the chair.

Tommy’s face swam into your line of vision, looking down at your flushed cheeks. “Had a bit too much fun?”

You furrowed your eyebrows.

“A perfectly adequate amount of fun.” You slurred, swatting your hand around clumsily, colliding with his thigh.

You heard him hum in response, then felt his arms snake around your waist. You squeaked as he threw you over his shoulder. You felt as though the breath had been knocked out of you as your ribs hit his broad shoulder, and you laughed as he carried you up to the bedroom.

He sat you down on the bed, turning you to have your back face him. His knuckle grazed your cheek. “You’re burning up.” He grumbled. He pushed your hair aside, fumbling with the clasp of your necklace, his fingers brushing against the nape of your neck. “You eat anything before all that drinking?”

He pulled the necklace off, the pearls sliding off your skin as you leaned back into his chest, resting your head on his shoulder as you looked up at him, playfully tracing a finger down the underside of his jaw. “I haven’t eaten, yes. We finally have something in common, Mr Tomathy! I’m on this diet, you see, it just zaps your appetite away!” You giggled, wagging your finger at him.

“Are you, now?” He raised his eyebrow, watching you lift your skirt, fumbling with your garter as you tried and failed to get your stockings off.

“Could you-” you looked at him pleadingly. You propped yourself up on your arms as he sat on the ground in front of you. “And yes... I am. Less of a diet, more of an appetite suppressant, you see. I’m in love!” You sang, throwing a hand up for dramatic effect. “Oh, but he doesn’t love me back.” You cackled, pressing the back of your hand to your forehead. “Isn’t it tragic?” You laughed.

Tommy felt the vise of jealousy tighten around his heart.

“And the worst part is,” you muttered, leaning forward to look at him as he knelt before you. He placed his hand on your chest, gently pushing you back onto the bed. His fingers ran across your thighs as he undid your garter, sliding the stockings down your legs. “I have to live with him!” You exclaimed. His lips twitched as his envy dissipated, pulling your skirt back down.

“Replacing me already? Who’s the lucky bastard?” He asked, watching you whine as you slapped your hand against your back in a violent attempt to unbutton your dress before you pulled on his arm, asking for his help again.

“What’s his name..? Oh, you know, that... Peaky Blinder devil.” You giggled.

He flicked his arm, the stockings whipping across the room and landing in a heap, discarded in the far corner of your bedroom as he moved to help you.

“Which one? The handsome one?” He asked.

“Mhm.”

“That’ll be Tommy, then.” He spoke, making quick work of the buttons on your dress as his knuckles sweeped down your spine.

“But he doesn’t love me.” You sighed, your smile turning a bit melancholy. “Didn’t expect him to. But... would’ve been nice.”

He paused, letting the silence hang between the two of you. The mattress rose as he walked across the room to your closet, pulling out your nightgown.

“Y’know, I happen to know Tommy.” He mumbled, pulling the gown over your head.

“Really?” A smile broke out over your face. Tommy laid you down, pushing a pillow under your head, gently sweeping aside the stray hairs sticking to your face.

“I share a bed with his wife.”

“Scandalous.” You muttered, feeling the lure of sleep as he threw the duvet over your shoulders. He smoothed down the blanket, pressing his hand into the mattress by your hip to brace himself as he leaned over you.

“It is. But I know that Tommy boy well enough. Don’t see how he could resist loving you.”

“You sure?” You whispered, his face inches from yours.

“Trust me.” He spoke. He pressed a kiss to your hot forehead, and you felt yourself grow redder. “Get some sleep.” He pat your knee, putting out the light as he walked out the room.

-

Your stomach growled with an embarrassing ferocity as you sat up to squint at the clock. Four in the morning. You had sobered up a little after a few hours of rest, and you felt thankful the pounding headache you knew would greet you soon hadn’t arrived yet.

Your growing hunger propelled you toward the kitchen and you sat before the ice box, pulling the door open. You felt your thighs press against the cool tile floor through your thin nightgown, and you held your cheek to the large block of ice, sighing in relief. Your eyes scanned the shelves, twinkling in excitement as you saw what you were looking for sitting atop a gleaming cake stand. Cake.

Your mouth watered as you placed the stand on the ground, dipping a finger into the frosting of the cake that sat on it, humming in delight as you tasted it’s creamy sweetness. You had baked it earlier that day, but hadn’t had the stomach to eat it until now. You reached up toward the counter, feeling around for cutlery before cutting a slice, sliding it onto a plate. You stood, knocking the icebox door closed with your hip.

Your bare feet padded against the floor as you ate, ambling back to your room. You stopped in your tracks as you saw the glow of light from Tommy’s study cast itself across the carpet.

You held the fork between your lips, pushing the door open and peeking in.

Tommy looked up. “You should be in bed.”

“That’s my line.”

You sauntered into the room, shoving aside the massive piles of paper on his desk. You pushed yourself up onto the table, crossing your legs as you took another bite, smiling down at him.

He leaned back in his chair, pulling off his glasses and rubbing his tired eyes. He tilted his head to look up at you as he crossed his arms, a hint of amusement in his eyes contradicting his placid face. His hair was ruffled, his shirt unbuttoned. He looked a mess, you thought endearingly.

“It’s hard for me to get any work done with you sitting on my desk.” He mumbled.

“I like the view.” You said, squinting down at him.

He stared at the cake heaped on your plate, a hunger in his eyes. You grinned, scooping up a forkful and waving it enticingly in front of his face, teasing him. He opened his mouth, biting down on the fork almost viciously as he caught it in its path. You laughed as you managed to yank it from his mouth. You reached forward to wipe a smidge of frosting off the corner of his now smiling lips, sucking the cream off your thumb.

The golden light of the rising sun streamed through the windows, and you paused the swinging of your legs as they hung off the edge of his desk, placing your feet on his thigh.

“We better get you to bed, (Y/N).” He spoke, wrapping a hand around your calf.

“Not before I get you a slice of cake.” You said. He opened his mouth to protest, but his stomach beat him to it, growling loudly. You giggled as he sighed in defeat, holding out his hand to help you as you slid off the table, walking toward the door.

You heard him clear his throat behind you. “...Mrs Shelby?”

You turned, leaning against the wall as you gazed at him. “Yes, Mr Shelby?”

“I love you.” He grumbled, almost imperceptibly.

You smiled.

“I love you too, Tommy.”

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[lovethoery]

119 nct dream + jaemin ((make it nasty *wink wonk*))

U KNOW... i sat here and was like hm. how am i gonna make this work? bc i didnt know what exactly the lyrics to 119 were... i literally will not hear this song the same ever again... thank u. also, im trying my best to make my content gender neutral, including my 18+ content so if anyone has any tips on how to make it better, please do let me know!! also also i realized after beginning this, that i fully projected my own relationship w someone onto this...

you're more fun than i expected / you keep provoking me / the problem is i'm not a flame that's easy to tame / hold my hand tight and don't let go

gn!reader but afab lanugage!! overstimulation, pussy eating, vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, mentions of previously bratty!reader, dom!jaemin, false sympathy, dacryphilia, jaemin's a little bit of a bully but it's all in good fun <3

when you and jaemin had first started fooling around, he'd never, ever thought the two of you would be where you are now.

jaemin looms over your form, a sadistic smile playing on his lips as his fingers pump in and out of you. he watches your thighs twitch, struggling to remain open. your hands wrap tightly around his wrist, urging him to stop and give you a second to breathe.

"oh?" he questions, opting to instead grind his fingers against your sweet spot. you swear you can see stars dotting your vision, tears blurring the image of jaemin's pretty face. "i thought you told me you could handle whatever i gave you?"

your head shakes back and forth, chest heaving as you release a sob. "n-nana," you whimper, giving him your best pleading eyes. jaemin just laughs at you, leaning down to press a wet kiss to your neck, sucking lightly. it's just hard enough to leave a light mark but nowhere near hard enough to stain your skin for days to come. you know that when you come down later, you'll be more than disappointed. "please..."

he just coos at you, pulling back to cup your cheek with his free hand, thumbing at your cheekbone. a soft sound slips from your throat at the tenderness and you don't miss the way jaemin's eyes shine down at you. it's a glimpse of your regular jaemin; soft, warm, and downright gentle. he leans down, nudging his nose against yours and you sigh, eyes slipping closed when his fingers halt. the feeling of being filled with something is undeniable, but the stimulation has ceased for now.

"color?" he whispers, giving you what seems to be all the time in the world.

you breathe in deeply, "green" coming out on the exhale. jaemin just smiles warmly, pressing a kiss to your lips in what you recognize as praise before sitting back up. that cold look returns and your body trembles beneath his.

"if i remember correctly, you were the one who begged me to keep going, so why is this any different?" jaemin asks, cocking his head to one side, eyebrow raised. the look sends a jolt through you, toes curling. your legs ache from how wide they're spread and your core is already sore. but, still, you remain silent. jaemin hates backtalk, and you know it doesn't do anything to help your case.

what jaemin wants, jaemin gets.

your pulse spikes in anticipation and the tightening in your lower abdomen only gets worse when you feel his middle finger curl up against your walls. you squeak, eyes clenching shut.

"mm," he hums, loving the look on your face. it's somewhere between desperation and exhaustion. "remember the first time we played together? you were such a fucking brat," jaemin spits, roughly pushing his fingers back inside of you, voice nearly a growl. he relishes in the way you cry out, one hand reaching up to grasp onto his bicep. your lower lip lodges between your teeth as your eyes glaze over.

his fingers don't stop this time, ragged pants leaving your lips when he presses a third inside. your back arches, brows furrowing as the pleasure spreads like warmth throughout your lower body. it builds, and builds, and builds, and you look at jaemin with wide, shocked eyes. "i'm gonna cum," you warn him, nails biting into the skin of his arm. "jaemin, i'm g-gonna fucking - fuck!"

jaemin grins, watching you fall over the edge once again. "there you go." he finger fucks you through it, biting down on his own bottom lip as you let out a series of high-pitched cries, tears starting to stain your cheeks. "n'aw, are you crying, baby? does it feel that good?"

your head feels like it's somewhere in the clouds, full of euphoric fog. the way jaemin's voice is so sweet but so condescending makes your tears only fall harder.

"you look so pretty when you cry like this, angel. tell me, is it good? have you learned your lesson?"

your chest heaves with sobs, shoulders shaking. jaemin watches carefully for any signs of distress, fingers pulling out of you entirely. you whimper at the emptiness. his free hand rests on your bare stomach, grounding you for a moment while the other one moves to his mouth, sucking his digits clean. "are you with me, baby?" he asks after a few tense moments. the pillowcases are soaked through with your tears and your breaths are coming out shuddery. jaemin thinks you look stunning.

after coming down from whatever cloud you were on, you register jaemin's words, nodding slowly. the smile on jaemin's face is downright blinding as the hand on your chest moves to wipe away all the tear tracks and drool beginning to dry on your face. "i've trained you so well, huh?" he speaks softly, running his knuckles against your cheek. he softens up when you lean into the touch, grabbing his wrist. you kiss his fingertips, sighing. "you're so cute. so clingy and desperate to have me near. now, say 'thank you'."

you look up at jaemin with wide, blown out pupils, swallowing harshly. your throat is dry and your voice is hoarse but you manage a meek, "thank you, nana", before kissing the tips of his middle and ring fingers. he positively beams, leaning down to kiss you gently.

"remember when you'd fight me just for a simple 'thank you'?" jaemin teases and you feel yourself flush with heat. you... did tend to be a bit of a brat, but jaemin, for all of his (rare) faults, he was nothing if not a patient man. he well and truly broke you, you like to think. sometimes that bratty behavior will rear its stubborn little head and jaemin has to be forced to fuck it out of you. but, for the most part, he has trained you well. "do you want to keep going or are do you wanna safe word out, baby?"

you blink for a moment, considering your options. "what else... do you have in mind?" you ask sheepishly. jaemin smirks, a knowing laugh leaving him. you were ever the trooper.

with a soft hum, jaemin pushes himself up, slinking down your body to settle between your legs. he pushes your legs up into a bent position, holding your thighs apart. "s'this okay?" he wonders, already knowing the answer by the way you sit up onto your elbows, watching him closely. when he gets a stunned nod from you, jaemin leans down, pressing a kiss to the top of your pubic bone. your eyelashes flutter, jumping at the feeling.

the space between your legs is extremely sensitive after hours of the most pleasurable torture. the prodding of jaemin's tongue against your clit makes you gasp, knees coming to tighten up around skull. he only makes a disapproving noise, pushing your thighs open even more. you go easily, weak to everything about the man between your legs. "you're so good, letting me do whatever i want with you."

he licks a fat stripe up your core. jaemin moans against you, looking up at you from under his eyelashes. the sight is enough to make you throb, slick gushing out onto his tongue as you fall onto your back again. "fuuuuuck," you groan, toes curling again.

"you taste so fucking good," he breathes, kissing up the inside of your thigh. "hands."

it's not a question, but a demand.

shyly, you reach your hands down between your thighs, where jaemin tenderly tangles your fingers together. he uses the leverage from your arms to keep your legs spread, and the thought makes your brain fizzle out for a moment. you're alert the moment jaemin starts lapping at you, though. the sensation is enough to make your spine tingle and your thighs shake. it brings tears back to your eyes.

"are you gonna cry again?" jaemin asks in sweetly patronizing tone. you shake your head, moaning when he suckles at your clit for a moment. "you're gonna cry again. i know you are, my little crybaby. go ahead and cry. you know i love it when you do."

you sniffle, head so fuzzy. your ears feel like they're filled with cotton.

"what do you say for all of these compliments?"

"thank you, nana..."

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[moonandsunwoo]

txt when someone flirts with their crush

# — pairing: txt x reader

# — genre: fluff, occasional crack (as always)

# — warnings: mild swearing and jealousy but nothing toxic, one (1) suggestive joke

I really wanna write more like these for tbz but im having no ideas, so if there's anything u want me to write for them, feel free to request!!

ღ ⏤ CHOI SOOBIN.

Soobin tried not to overthink too much

Like maybe this other person was just so nice because thats what you do when you meet someone

Nothing Soobin would have to feel icky about, right?

Well maybe the brushing over your arm the whole time was a bit uncalled for

So was the constant checking you out

And maybe Soobin wasn’t as unfazed as he pretended he was

Panicked brainstorming what to talk to you about when he started to walk towards you

Like he can’t just come and talk to you about the weather now could he

Ends up kinda awkwardly inserting himself in the conversation

`Hey Y/N…oh sorry am i interrupting something?`

Man he‘s so embarrassed

Ends up asking you if you wanted to check out that new cute café he discovered a few blocks away

The café he had to quickly look up when you agreed, on Google maps’ “near you” option

Because it was a café he himself still had to discover tbh

Yes that one ;)

tumblr is being a whole b!tch bellow the cut, so if the formatting is messed up, or the text doesn’t work out; it’s because of that. Apologies in advance tumblr pls hajima, hoe

Yeonjun wasn't insecure about the fact that this other person could make you laugh like that

Nah, he knew he could do that too

Nah, he knew he could do that too

In his very personal, obviously unbiased opinion, they just weren’t that funny yknow

Because his first instinct is to approach you on sight, he also already started to walk towards you

Before registering the presence of that unnecessary third person

Oh well

Gives you the most extra greeting ever: makes sure to drown you in a big hug, moves back just slightly to check out your face (fOr bRuiSes dUh), tells you that you look pretty and only then lets you go

Quickly finds a way to turn the conversation in a way where it felt natural that he was part of it

Also in a way where he had about 70% of your attention

Everything bellow wasn’t accepted

Alright, maybe 69% would be okay too, wink wonk

ღ ⏤ CHOI BEOMGYU.

You know that unamused, semiannoyed look Beomgyu has sometimes when something annoys him

Yes so that one appears when he sees you talking to that other person

Not that he was insecure about that per se

Like he knew you had friends and stuff lol

But right now this person was hogging your attention and now he couldn’t show you the song he just wrote

Thats annoying

And its also annoying that this other person kept looking you up and down

Or giggled at everything you said like there was no tomorrow (by together)

„🙄🙄🙄“

Ends up just calling your name like the intrusive little bitch boy he can be

„Look what i wrote yesterday!“

Acts oblivious to the fact that he was getting glares when your attention immediately shifted to him

Well, sucks to be not him buddy

Would make sure to scoot extra close when showing you his stuff on his phone

Just to…prove a point, yknow

ღ ⏤ KANG TAEHYUN.

Small glances

Oh

He didn’t know the two of you knew each other that well…?

Not that he was bothered! By! The! Way! You! Kept! Giggling! At! Their! Words!

Nope!

Tries to focus on his book again

But he just can’t focus, he‘s been reading the same page now for the fifth time and still couldn’t tell what it was about

Okay maybe he was bothered

But this good boy avoids confrontation at all cost

So he just sucks it up until they leave or he catches you alone

All shy

Maybe asks who thy were? Since you seemed to know each other that well

Asks you out for ice cream afterwards

Gets all giddy when he manages to make you laugh even more than the other person could

<3

ღ ⏤ HUENING KAI.

0.0

Just glances

Would NEVER approach you, he‘s way too shy

But return your smile a bit shakily when your eyes suddenly meet since he can’t stop looking over at you

Pls he‘s torn between really wanting to say something and also running away

Should he just ask you to hang out?

Wouldn’t that seem weird?

What if you said no, right in front of that other person?

What if this other person asked you out first?

Wait did you maybe LIKE this other person??

A there were a thousand thoughts per second spinning inside his pretty head

Probably malfunctions and walks over to ask you if you wanted to go get coffee in the library or take a walk in the art gallery

⌕ m.list

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[myherowritings]

Three in the Morning

— You’ve missed your best friend after not seeing him for over a week. To fix that problem, you show up at his window at three in the morning to fill the Iwaizumi-shaped void in your heart.

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x reader word count: 2.9k genre: college/university au, fluff warnings: intoxication (reader is tipsy hghfjsd), jealous reader at one point, cuddling in bed, tooth-rotting fluff

a/n: written for bnha sanctuary one prompt haikyuu collab! :D a bunch of writers wrote their take on the same prompt “it’s 3am why are you outside my window” and this is the fic i came up with based on it! check out the other amazing fics here u won’t regret it ;) xx sof

「 hq masterlist 」

Walking around in the middle of the night just the slightest bit tipsy wasn’t the smartest thing you’ve done in your whole college career, but you could safely say it wasn’t the dumbest— Not that it was something you should be proud of.

You and your roommates had just gotten home from a party and, for some odd reason, you had the sudden urge to see one of your best friends, Iwaizumi Hajime, right at that very moment. He had been studying for midterms all week and you weren’t able to hang out with each other like you normally did, causing a Iwaizumi-shaped void that you wanted to fill. (In a strictly platonic way, of course.) 

And when you were half-sleep deprived, half-inebriated, it wasn’t uncommon for you to be rather...impulsive. From ordering too much takeout from any “open 24-hour” restaurant within a five mile radius, to uploading a video of you trying to come up with the perfect pasta recipe, you’ve done a handful of bizarre things during the ungodly hours of the night. But even you weren’t sure what was going on through your mind that convinced you sneaking out of your apartment and heading to Iwaizumi’s nearby was the best course of action while still slightly intoxicated. 

The clock on your phone read that it was only a quarter ‘til three and you quickly shrugged on a jacket and sent Iwaizumi a sloppy “i’m omw iwaaaachann” text before stepping foot outside your door, making sure to shut it silently as to not awaken your roommates who had just fallen asleep. 

As you made your way through your apartment complex, the thought briefly crossed your mind that Iwaizumi might be sleeping at the moment, especially since he had just finished his midterm exams, but you shrugged it off. You would cross that hurdle when you got there. 

And so, when you finally—through some miracle from above—arrived at Iwaizumi’s in one piece, you weren’t sure what else to do other then stare at his half cracked open window. Since he lived on the second floor, it wasn't uncommon for him to leave a window open for air to come through during the hot seasons. 

“Iwaizumi!” you yelled in a quiet whisper, hoping the wind would carry your words into his apartment for you. 

When you received no reply, you pulled our your phone and began to message him. Although Iwaizumi liked to pretend he was an unsentimental guy who didn’t have time to deal with others’ bullshit, it was obvious that was false. He cared a lot about everyone, especially his friends. Maybe even too much. And one of the ways he showed he secretly cared was always having his phone on full ringer in case anyone needed help in the middle of the night— Something that was surprisingly quite common when you were friends with the chaos that was Oikawa.

Would it be mean to use that knowledge to your own advantage and spam Iwaizumi until he replied? 

Maybe. 

But in your defense, you were practically having an emergency only he could help with. You desperately needed your Iwaizumi fix after not having seen him in over a week and there was no one better to help you that problem than Iwaizumi himself. 

Besides, texting him until he wakes up would be better than Romeo-and-Julieting this and climbing in through his window. Trying to scale a building while tipsy was too idiotic, even for you.

Y/N: are u awakeee?

Y/N: wakey wakey 

Y/N: i miss u :(

Y/N: i’m outside ur window wink wonk

Y/N: iwaaa >.>

There was a cacophonous sound of loud text chimes ringing one after the other followed by a deep grunt and stretching sound. You pictured Iwaizumi blearily getting out of bed and checking his phone that he kept across the room (to minimize at-night screen time, he claimed) with a heavy-lidded look on his face. 

After a few seconds of unidentifiable shuffles, you heard a strangled cry of, “What the—?!” before you saw the shadow of his head through the window screen. 

“Y/N?” he asked incredulously, voice still rough and scratchy from having just been awakened. 

You waved, beaming wildly. “Iwaizumi!” 

There was a deep sigh as he cracked the glass open even wider. “It’s three in the morning— Why are you outside my window?” He peered down at you almost stumbling on the spot. “And are you drunk?”

“Barely,” you assured, though you still felt a slight buzz in your fingertips. “I missed you so I came here.” 

“I— What? I mean— Huh?” he demanded, visible confusion in his tone. He rubbed his forehead before correcting himself. “I mean I miss you too. But it’s three in the morning! You couldn’t wait to miss me in a few hours instead?” 

You didn’t know whether to pout because he didn’t grow some Rapunzel hair and let you climb it up to the window and fall into his open arms like you’d imagined, or cheer because he said he missed you too. Blissfully, you chose the latter. “You miss me?” 

“Is that really all you heard?” said Iwaizumi with a snort before shaking his head in defeat. “Come up here. I’ll unlock the door for you.” 

Your face lit up instantly as you nodded, bounding up the stairs of his apartment building and meeting with him face-to-face at his doorstep. 

He had his arms folded over his chest as he waited for you at the entrance and, though he had tired circles under his eyes and still seemed half-asleep, was looking as attractive as ever. Not even the white polka dots on his pajama shorts could talk away from that fact. If anything, it made him all the more adorable. 

“Iwa-chan!” you greeted excitedly, but still careful as to make sure you weren’t loud enough to wake up his roommate. You opened your arms out and he begrudgingly accepted your embrace. (Well, he tried to seem begrudging at least. But you saw his hidden smile as you nestled your chin on his shoulder.) “I missed you.”

“You said that already, dumbass,” he said with a tsk. He patted the top of your head before pulling away from your hug promptly. “You’re cold. Have you been standing outside for long?” 

Pursing your lips, you looked up at him in confusion. “I don’t feel cold.” 

“Because you’re too drunk to register it, probably.” With his warm hand on the small of your back, Iwaizumi ushered you inside and shut the door behind you. “Let’s go to my room so we don’t wake up my roommate, yeah?”

“‘Kay.”

Having visited his place so many times before, you knew it like it was your own apartment— Disregard the fact that your apartments had almost the same exact layout since you lived in the same complex. After sliding off your shoes at the entrance, you led the way to his room with Iwaizumi following closely behind you. 

“Did you go to a party tonight?” he asked, eyes trailing down your body that was clad in an oversized t-shirt and fuzzy socks. Iwaizumi took a seat on his bed and patted the spot next to him for you to join. 

Laughing at his puzzled expression, you nodded. “Yeah, but I went to my place to change and get ready for bed,” you explained. “Tried sleeping but I missed you too much and wanted to see your face.”

You climbed onto the mattress with him and wiggled around until you found a comfy spot. The comfy spot happened to be side-by-side with Iwazumi, your back against the wall and cold thigh pressed against his warm one. You rested your head on his shoulder and he lazily drew circles onto your knee with the pad of his thumb. 

Intimacy like this wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for the two of you— That’s just how things were. He was warm and comfy and good at cuddling, and you liked that. 

It could maybe be considered just normal friendship things you two did with everyone if it weren’t for the fact that Iwaizumi wasn’t typically comfortable with physical touch from anyone other than you. And maybe if you also ignored that you weren’t too keen on the thought of him one day being this close to anyone else. If truth be told, you didn’t like the thought of that at all. 

With a small huff, you hooked your left arm with Iwaizumi’s right, hugging his bicep to you in an almost clingy manner. 

“You good?” he asked, lightly chuckling as he looked down at you gripping onto his side. “Or something troubling you?”

You hummed unsure how to answer. There wasn’t enough alcohol in your system for you to completely spill your guts with know remorse, though being tipsy did greatly increase your likelihood of being loose-lipped. “I’m just thinking about someone else being with you like this.” 

Iwaizumi stiffened, shoulders tensing ever so slightly before he quickly relaxed his muscles again. He prompted gruffly, throat so tight it came out as a murmur, “And?” 

“I don’t like it.” 

He let out a sharp chuckle. “I see.” 

Out of the corner of your eye you saw a smile on his face and you continued on. “You’ve been studying a lot with Sasaki-san lately.”

“Hmm. Have I?” 

You nodded. “You have your biomechanics class with her, right?” 

“Yeah. I guess we studied for the exam together for a few nights.” 

There was a funny feeling in your stomach at the thought of him spending his nights studying with someone that then spiraled to you picturing them being compatible and falling in love and spending the rest of their lives together. You winced, trying to shake it off. You were one of his best friends; it’s not like you had the right to feel that way.

“She’s really pretty,” you said, hoping it would prompt him to talk more about her. Even if you had no right, you still wanted to know—

By now, the laughter Iwaizumi was struggling to hold in bubbled out of his mouth, cutting you off mid-thought. His shoulders bounced up and down and you reluctantly sat up from your position resting on top of him to give him a look of confusion.

“Why are you laughing at me?” you pouted. Your eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of your lips were quirked down, cheeks slightly puffed. 

He nudged your side gently with his elbow. You nudged him back, but moved away before he could retaliate and start a nudge war. “Because you sound jealous and it’s funny.”

“I didn’t say I was jealous.”

“I didn’t say you said that.” 

“I’m not jealous,” you corrected.

“Now that’s debatable.” 

Your cheeks flooded with heat, grabbing a pillow off the head of Iwaizumi’s bed to hide the embarrassed look on your face, seconds away from throwing it at him if he started to laugh any louder. You huffed. You were not jealous. There was no way. You just didn’t like imagining one of your best friends with another person doing coupley things that you only wanted him to do with you. But that definitely wasn’t jealousy. 

(Okay, fine. You were jealous. But you couldn’t admit that to Iwaizumi.)

“That’s just your lack of sleep talking,” you sulked, lying down on his bed with a pillow still over your face. “Go to sleep now.” 

“I was asleep. Until someone showed up at my window unannounced and woke me up.” 

“They sound annoying.” 

He barked out a laughter and you felt the weight on the bed shift. The compressed springs near your feet where Iwaizumi sat released its tension before you felt a dip beside you. You held your breath, the warmth from Iwaizumi’s body radiating onto yours.

While sleeping in the same bed together wasn’t as common as just cuddling, it wasn’t something that was exactly rare. There were times when you came over to watch movies or a television series with him until you both passed out on his bed. And other times when he was feeling stressed or you were feeling sad and neither of you wanted to sleep alone. You knew if you called, he would invite you in. And it was the same if he came to you. 

But that didn’t make your heart beat any less rapidly as you waited in anticipation for Iwaizumi to get under the sheets with you. No matter how many times you fell asleep together, that didn’t stop the rush of nerves and tense air of awkwardness from flooding the room. However, it took just one touch to break the ice and before you knew it, you were snuggling up next to him in complete contentment.

“They’re not annoying,” he said firmly, large hand resting on the curve of your hip. “Actually, I’m glad they showed up even though it was three in the morning and I was running on two hours of sleep from the previous day.” You winced at his words, the alcohol gone from your system by now and you realized the insensitivity of your actions. Still, your stomach fluttered when he said he was glad to see you. “Because I missed them too.” 

You blinked slowly. “You’re talking about me right?”

Through the moonlight from the window, you saw him roll his eyes with a grin. “Is there anyone else you think I’d let into my bed at this hour?” 

“Oikawa.” 

He considered it. “Well, maybe. But it wouldn’t so much be me letting him than him weaseling his way in.” 

You nodded solemnly, as if it made perfect sense. Because it did. “Fair enough. He’s the only other person I’d let into my bed like this too,” you admitted, earning a laugh out of the both of you. “Well, besides Oikawa then, there’s no one else you’d sleep with like this?”

“There hasn’t been since we started college. I doubt there would be anyone to change that. Nor would I want anyone to.” 

For the second time tonight, you felt heat rise to your cheeks and had the sudden urge to turn the other way and stare at the wall instead of Iwaizumi. But he held you tight by the waist so you couldn’t wiggle your way out of his grasp— Which did not, at all, help with the flaming face situation. 

He only wanted you? There was a euphoric feeling in your chest when you realized he felt that way, and you felt the same. 

“Someone’s bold tonight,” you managed to choke out, softly pressing your shaky fingers to the center of Iwaizumi’s chest. You felt the outlines of his toned pectorals beneath your palm and you had to remind yourself to keep on breathing.

“It’s from the lack of sleep. Sorry.” He didn’t sound apologetic. In fact, he seemed the opposite of apologetic when he brought you almost imperceptibly closer to him. If you weren’t so aware of the spatial distance (or lack thereof) between the two of you, there was no way you would have noticed. But you did. And you didn’t mind it. “I don’t have my usual filter.”

“Maybe I like you like this,” you said without missing a beat. Your initial reaction was to be embarrassed about the words that just left your mouth, but when you saw his growing smile, you felt a rush of assurance coursing through you. “I always like you, I suppose.”

“Like me?” he prompted, almost teasingly. “In what way?”

You gulped. Was this Iwaizumi being flirty? 

Sure, it wasn’t uncommon for him to compliment you and occasionally play around— But if you thought your heart would ever be ready for him to actually flirt, you certainly thought wrong. You weren’t ready at all.

“L-Lots of ways,” you stammered out. “But in particular, the ‘I think you’re cute and I maybe want to date you’ way.” 

“Funny.” His voice was a low whisper that rasped in your ear. “I think I like you in that way too.”

“You think?”

“I know.” 

“Huh. Well, if we both like each other in that way…maybe we should…” you trailed off, feelings of timidness suddenly overcoming you. “You know…” 

“Date?” he supplied with a knowing grin. You nodded bashfully. “Tomorrow.” There was an air of promise and sincerity in his tone. “Let’s get some sleep and then when we wake up we can go on our first date.” 

Tranquility spread through your veins as you let out a happy sigh, your muscles growing lax at your calmed state. Although your heart was beating out of your chest at the prospect of actually dating Iwaizumi, his comforting embrace was enough to lull you into sleep. Your senses were flooded with him—his touch, his smell, the quiet sound of his steady breathing—and you realized there was no other place you’d rather be. 

“Are you sure you won’t be too tired from exams?” you said before sleep overtook the both of you. “And from me waking you up in the middle of the night? Which…sorry for that again, by the way.”

“Don’t apologize. It was worth it,” he mumbled, lips brushing against your forehead as your eyelids fluttered shut. “I’ll always be here when you need me. Even if it’s at three in the morning.” 

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[lilxberry]

NSFW Alphabet - Jughead Jones*

NSFW Alphabet Version

Fic Relating To Kink: COMING SOON

Warnings: NSFW obviously. Mentions of SMUT. Contains sexual gifs that may include nudity.

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

God, he’s so soft and sweet. He takes such good care of you, softly asking if you’re okay, if you need anything or just plainly whispering sweet words into your ear as you come down from both your highs.

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

Jughead likes his hands for many reasons. There’s surprisingly quite a difference in size compared to yours and they cover a large area of your skin when he kneads and squeezes and grips at your thighs when things heat up between you. Plus, he can certainly pleasure you well with them *wink wonk*

Now, he absolutely loves, LOVES, your thighs. It’s pretty obvious from the amount of touching. Jughead loves to tease you by subtly placing his hand a bit to high up on them, giving them a quick squeeze before massaging his thumb across it, sending tingles straight through your being and a heat rushing straight to your core.

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

I mean, you’re both still in high school so you’re pretty careful. Some form of contraception is in play usually. It’s rare you take the risk of pulling out but, when you do, God he loves the sight of it covering your ass and the small of your back or covering your thighs and abdomen.

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

Jughead honestly can’t get enough of you sat in his lap facing him, running your hands through his hair, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, warming his cock as he writes.

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

He’s experienced, but only in so many ways. He can definitely hit the right spot when it comes to missionary but, throw in a position that’s new for him and it becomes a very important learning curve in your relationship.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

He kinda loves it when you’re on top, riding him at any pace that you set. When he’s pretty pissed or needs to release some pent-up energy/anger, he can go pretty primal and dominant, pounding into you vicariously but usually, you’re on top, whispering sweet words to each other.

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

He’s pretty serious when it comes to your intimacy but, that doesn’t mean there aren’t moments where he won’t make you laugh a smidge, and vice versa.

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

Jughead is more on the natural side, but only because there isn’t really any grooming nessicary. You both agree that you’re comfortable with how everything is maintained in both of your lower areas.

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

Jug is super romantic. I mean, he’s an author for God’s sake. Even if the pace or position isn’t exactly one that would “sweep you off your feet”, his words definitely will.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s human. He’s a warm-blooded male that has serious levels of testosterone. Of course, he masturbates. Granted, it practically never happens anymore, especially since he barely did so when single.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Jug enjoys marking you and being marked. Not to an extreme, of course. Light scratches, gentle biting, light spanking on your ass and the back of your thighs, nothing that leaves visual evidence for more than a few days.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s usually over yours and desk and bed are usually the surfaces you find yourselves doing it on a lot. You’ve had the sneaky session at school, but nothing compares to the comfort and privacy at home.

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

Honestly, so many things could get this boy going when it comes to you. When you’re angry, when you’re making huge breaks in cases that you work on together, when you throw your leg over him when you’re cuddling and watching a movie, when you cross your leg over the other and show them off slightly. Anything you do could get his motor running.

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

Jughead absolutely hates the prospect of sharing, even just visually.

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

You two actually don’t take part in oral as often as the usual expected when it comes to sexually active teens. You two are rather good at it but prefer to feel each other in other ways.

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

It’s all dependant on mood, position and occasion, along with time. Usually, like mentioned before, when you’re on top, you usually set the pace, with the occasional assistance from him.

You tend to go slow and sensual, but if your limited with time or your in a particular mood, it can definitely be quickened.

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

Definitely not opposed it them, especially with everything going on in Riverdale. You never know when you can get interrupted. Snap thrusts of his cock and quickened circles around your clit and you’re all set for a quick session before you have to go meet the gang.

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

Risk taking isn’t a huge part within your sex lives as it is in your everyday lives. Jughead and you both agreed that less risk is definitely good.

But that doesn’t mean he isn’t game to experiment. Maybe a new position you are yet to try, maybe something that usually isn’t found within the bedroom brought in.

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

He can actually go for a good 3 rounds with enough time to cool off in-between. Obviously, if you haven’t participated in such activities in length of time, it’s usually one and both you and Jughead are done. Although, that singular one round can definitely be long.

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

He doesn’t own any, and you only really have a single bullet vibrator. He usually isn’t around when it’s put to use but, it can definitely come into play when you guys do phone sex. Plus, he thinks he does a better job than a little toy. (Which he does.)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

OH BOY DOES HE TEASE. He whispers absolute pure filth when in public while he smirks ever so smugly. His touch is like fire when he does this. Any little touch feels searing hot, and you feel weak at the knees. You undoubtedly become putty in his hands and it just becomes a game of how long you can hold out until you’re both alone.

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

Apart from the sweet talk while inside of you, Jughead is a grunter. His grunts are deep which only egg you on further.

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

He would love to be dominated fully. He loves his power over you in the bedroom, even when you’re on top, he’s still relatively in control. So, the thought of you taking charge, even tying his hands to the headboard of the bed all the while you control when he cums is something that really gets him going.

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

Jughead is pretty average but that doesn’t lower the quality of pleasure he gives you. It seems he’s just the perfect size for you, hitting all of the right spots.

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

Although he never masturbated a lot, his sex drive is definitely high. Sex is a very common occurrence within your relationship.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If the day had been tiring, yeah, you’re both pretty prone to falling asleep quickly. The two of you do enjoy just softly talking between you both whilst cuddling when you can, though.

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Anywho, I hope you enjoyed

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D

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[wizardcommune]

gundham sfw alphabet

pairing - gundham tanaka x gn!reader

warnings - none!!

word count - 1.8k

a/n - FUCK YEAH GUNDHAM (also i apologize, i got lazy near the end)

a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

in the beginning of the relationship, he would definitely be very hesitant to show physical or verbal affection since it wasn’t something he was used to. he’d show his love with acts of service and giving, most likely. (giving his s/o one of the devas if he knew they’d be separated for a short period of time, bringing them small trinkets he found like pretty rocks or bones, helping them with homework, etc.)

as time goes on, though, he’d become more comfortable with showing physical affection and would grow to become a huge cuddle bug!!! please hug him for me

b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

literally the coolest friend ever. especially if you had an alternative fashion sense, he’d be so down to go clothes shopping with you LMAO

if you were okay initiating physical affection outside of a romantic relationship, and were able to make him comfortable with that, he’d totally be That Friend who cuddles with you all the time!! he’d never mention it though, and would die on impact if you brought it up in front of any of his other friends/classmates

c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

once he’s comfortable with it, yeah! he’s definitely super touch starved because of him not having friends most of his life, so having someone to cuddle would make his brain go ^^^^^

honestly, he’s good with any position so it’s up to his s/o. he prefers being able to see their face, though

the first time he ever cuddled with them he cried :(( shh don’t tell anyone though

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

man that’s his DREAM!! the idea of just getting to live with his s/o + animals makes his serotonin machine go BRR

honestly, i think he would fucking suck at cooking. baking, however. :))

because of having to clean up after his animals and keep things out of their way, he would naturally be a pretty neat person out of habit!! i don’t think he’d mind too much if his s/o was messy though.

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I DIDNT DO THIS ONE BECAUSE IT MADE ME SAD IM SORRY

f = fiance(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

gundham already sets up so many walls, and for his s/o to be able to break those down would already mean he’d be willing to commit. i don’t think he would ever just like.... date random people for funsies, so being in a romantic relationship with someone is already so big to him.

honestly, i can’t see him being the type to want to get married. he’d definitely want to settle down! but the idea of having a traditional wedding stresses him out. (of course, that doesn’t mean he’d be any less committed :))

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

dealing with small animals like the devas has left him gentle by nature!! he doesn’t even notice it, but he is always extremely careful with his s/o with the subconscious fear of accidentally hurting them/scaring them off :(

emotion wise, i think it’d be the same. when he cares about someone (whether it be romantic or platonic) he’s always cautious of teasing them too much since he knows that it can hurt sometimes. 

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

HE FUCKINGNF LOVES HUGS

they’re probably SO good too, like he’s the type to give those hugs that make you feel so safe. full on wraps his arms completely around you and rests his head on yours if you’re shorter (since he’d such a fucking giraffe my god)

i = i love you (how fast do they say the L-word?)

it would definitely take a while for gundham to admit it. i can see him saying it on accident, like when he thinks you’re sleeping or not paying attention to him. he’d also need a lot of reassurance afterwards, just because of that initial fear of rejection

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

if he sees someone flirting with his s/o and they’re uncomfortable, he’ll immediately wrap an arm around their shoulder.

“they said they’re taken, respect that knave.”

sometimes he does get insecure that’s he’s too much for his s/o, considering he’s an evil tyrant, and that they might want to leave him for someone who’s..... not an evil tyrant.... (once again, please give him a hug)

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

like i said before, he’s very gentle when it comes to affection so his kisses are vv soft!! he’ll always hold their chin or one of their hands.

his favorite places to kiss his s/o are probably their forehead and hands!!

he loves being kissed everywhere, but he really likes neck kisses and any kisses around his face :^)

l = little ones (How are they around children?)

he’s great with kids!! he’d tell them stories of how he defeated different warlocks that tried to test him, or giant manticores he tamed.

i think he’d really like kids too, mostly because they’re so easy to impress LMAO

it inflates his ego a little bit whenever one gets really into one of his stories

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

if he wakes up before his s/o, he’d gently pull them into a hug while he waits for them to wake up (sobbing)

morning voice morning voice morning voice morning voice morning v

he memorized how his s/o likes their tea/coffee and will make it really groggily HAHA

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

okokok hear me out

i think that gundham is a really good singer, so he would 100% sing u to sleep

he’d be embarrassed as hell though LMAOO

he’d probably cuddle them before they fall asleep and talk about each other’s days or just random stuff until they get tired

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

i think a few months into their friendship? he would talk about his childhood randomly, but would prefer if they don’t make a huge deal about it.

he’d open up more if his s/o did first! he would take it as they trust him enough to talk about it.

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

it depends on the person! with someone like hiyoko, he can get pissed pretty quickly, but his patience is VERY thick with his s/o. generally, it takes a lot to anger him. 

that being said, if they put themself in danger he would get ticked off out of fear.

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

especially in the beginning of their relationship when he was hesitant about physical/verbal affection, he would focus heavily on listening to them. he really wanted to show them that he respects them a lot, and remembering small things they mentioned would convey that well.

r = remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

after coming out of the shower, he walked in to see them asleep on his couch with the devas curled up on top of their chest. he went to go lay down with them and it just kind of.. hit him. that he wasn’t alone anymore and they loved and were there for him. :( 

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

he’s very protective!! (especially if you’re in the killing game) the thought of something happening to you is his worst fear. 

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

ALL THE EFFORT

if his s/o asks him to do something in passing, you BET he’s gonna make sure he does his best

he keeps track of anniversaries/important dates religiously because he’s terrified of accidentally forgetting LMAO

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

sometimes i think he might come off as cold when embarrassed because his persona is so important to him, but if they expressed being upset he would backtrack SO fast

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

not very much?? like, i think he would brag about his hair or something sometimes but he’s always joking LMAO

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

yes and no? if something ever happened to his s/o, he would feel horribly empty for a time. but i also think that being in a relationship could help him not feel so lonely and teach him better ways to take care of himself, so if they were to ever split he would be able to heal after he got over the initial sadness.

x = xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

he’s a Mitski Understander (TM) his favorite songs are crack baby, pink in the night, and i bet on losing dogs, i’m up for debate

and yes i absolutely will be making a gundham playlist

i don’t know if this counts since i’m 90% projecting, but i hc him as trans and ND so like. solidarity if you are too wink wonk

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

a/n - just so everyone knows, i honestly think every character would be fine with any type of person since projecting is so important to a lot of us. these are just my personal headcanons, and if they don’t apply to you please don’t take it personally!! <3

i think he would really want a kind s/o. especially with what he’s been through, someone who’s gentle/patient would mean the world to him

also someone who likes animals!! they mean so much to him and were basically his entire life until he met the others, so having someone who shared that interest would make him so happy

z = zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

it’s not uncommon for him to sleep with his animals!! he mostly just sleeps with the devas though; he would probably place them near his head or on his chest so he wouldn’t accidentally roll on them.

he also really likes cuddling with his s/o when they sleep! he wouldn’t mind being the big or little spoon, either.

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