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supercantaloupe · 2 years

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sleepover saturday talk about your biggest beef during any music rehearsals

anytime my instrument decides to go out of adjustment in the middle of a fucking rehearsal. last year a bridge pad fell off right before the fucking solo in tchaik 1 and NOTHING would speak whatsoever. fucking half a millimeter thick piece of cork ruined my entire night. or that time i had to play english horn on romeo & juliet overture and they gave me an instrument with a massive crack in the top joint. like what exactly do you expect me to do with this? hum my part?

UH but actually most of my shittiest memories in music rehearsals were from student music directing the shows at my high school. because when you're the only kid in the school who can play piano well enough to accompany an entire show's rehearsal process you get put in charge of running shit in 10th grade. but also when you're in 10th grade literally nobody respects you, including your classmates, so even when the actual directors tell everyone to listen to you when you're running the music rehearsals and trying to teach the ensemble their parts, fucking nobody pays attention, and you waste 10 hours of your life every week for three months wondering why you subject yourself to this bullshit every year

and the show/music was never worth it either lol. like i wasted so much of my life on fucking hairspray. never doing that again! call me when there's an oboe part or don't call me at all

[ask meme]

#the one year. i got to play oboe in pit.#literally my favorite show ive done lol #because i just had to fucking show up and play my part. and then leave.#no bullshit with the cast or crew no trying to get people to listen to me. it was great #im still mad i havent gotten to play oboe in pit again since then!#if xerxes in the spring doesnt come thru for me im throwing shit through the windows i swear #in general rehearsals for stuff in college has been. so much better than high school #because like 95% of the time in college people actually WANT to be there. so they actually like. pay attention. and try #i still want to strangle my high school choirmates for all the time they wasted and the constant disrespect to the director #i miss college chamber choir..............it got killed by covid :/ but it was so fun for the like. 3/4s of a school year i was in it #sasha answers #sleepover saturday #ask meme #outofmydreamsmp3 #ty #OH i get pissy at the rehearsals for my shows this year and the last too #but only when people are deliberately goofing off/pulling pranks DURING TECH WEEK #like the show is in two days and this is the night you choose to harass the director with a stuffed bird puppet?#take it down a few dozens notches bud.#otherwise theyre fun. i just turn into the worlds biggest hardass when it's tech week

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rileyslibrary · 1 year

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“The Lieutenant wants to see you in his office immediately,” Soap said. And when you asked why, he shrugged and said he didn’t sound very pleased.

“I don’t understand, Sergeant,” you whisper as he escorts you to Ghost, “I didn’t do anything.”

“I don’t know, soldier,” he shrugs once more as you reach the door, “just stay strong.”

Strong? Why? And what does he mean by “stay”? You have no idea what happened, so there was no time for you to prepare a case against it. You weren’t “strong”. On the contrary, you were as vulnerable as a house of cards.

Soap knocks on the door, and Ghost calls you in.

You push the door open to find an angry Lieutenant Riley sitting on the edge of his desk. His arms are crossed in front of his chest, tapping his fingers on one of his biceps. His leg hits rhythmically on the desk, and his breathing is audible from across the room.

“Sit down,” he orders sternly and points at the chair right before him, “and close the door, Soap.”

Soap does as he’s told, and so do you.

“So tell me, soldier,” Ghost begins, “what did you want to be as a kid?” He asks and looks at his watch.

“What does th-”

“Answer the fucking question, soldier!” He snaps.

“A t-teacher, sir.”

“A teacher, huh?” He contemplates, “so you liked to lecture others?”

“I don’t under-”

“Answer. The. Fucking. Question.”

“Yes, sir.” You reply and look at the floor.

Ghost unfolds his arms and hands you a piece of paper he has been holding. You look up at the note and then back at him. He brings his index finger to his mouth and eagerly shakes the message in his other hand. You nod, take the paper and unfold it:

“It’s April Fools. Soap has framed you. He’s eavesdropping as we speak. Play along.”

The statement “has framed you” was Ghost’s way to say that Soap was pulling a prank on you.

“So,” he proceeds, “as an aspiring teacher, I suspect you also liked to write on whiteboards?” He asks and checks his watch again, “you know, mark things and put stickers on stuff?”

“Yes, sir!” You reply enthusiastically, and he gestures to take it down a notch. He’s right; you’re supposed to be in trouble.

“And,” he stands up and looks at his watch again, “you decided to relive your childhood and do this?” He says and turns around to reveal Soap’s prank: A giant stamp on the back of his cargo pants with the words “BABY GIRL”, written in white paint and clearly visible from space.

You cover your mouth with your hand, and he gestures for you to stop. You nod and take small inhales, then a long exhale.

“Don’t you have a spare uniform, sir?” You ask, trying not to laugh.

“Good question, soldier,” he shouts so Soap can hear him from behind the door, “see, my spare uniform has a bedazzled JUICY COUTURE written on the back.”

You both hear a thud on the door and someone running away.

“What happened?” You whisper, but Ghost puts his hand up to stop you. He’s focusing on the sounds behind the door. He looks at his watch one more time.

“Well, why don’t you look at that,” He cheers, “it worked!”

“What worked, sir?”

“Senna leaves,” he explains, “I steeped a bunch into Soap’s tea in the morning as revenge.”

“Senna, what, sir?”

“Laxatives, soldier,” he replies, “they take about eight hours to work.”

“And you waited eight hours to get back to him?” You ask, shocked. You thought he had a short fuse. But, no. This man was calculated.

He shrugs. “I saw him last night sneaking into my room,” he explains, “I figured if he wants to mess with my ass, I might as well mess with his.”

He walks towards the window and picks through the curtain. “Come,” he says, “come look at him as he runs to the other side of the base since the toilets here are,” he brings his hands up and makes air quotes with his fingers, “out of order.”

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verysium · 5 months

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This is such crack brain fart idea 😶

What if some blue lock boys ask the reader what brand her shoes (or something dumb like that) over text and reader sent them a voice message on text and it’s just:

“Hi baby, okay so the brand is—- *insert car accident noises*”

Have you seen those TikToks???

If you do this request, it can be any blue lock boys you want

HELPPP i saw something similar on hinge, and i was hunched over the side of my bed laughing for like 20 minutes. in general, i don't think pranks with any of the bllk boys would go well (unless you wanted to be punted like a football, american-style) but i'm taking a risk today, so here you go:

sae sees through your bullshit in a peloponnesian minute. he has morning practice, three interviews, and a daily nap to get to, so what makes you think he has time for you to fake a car accident? leaves you on read. (brutal, i know.)

rin is mildly concerned, but he's too smart to fall for whatever prank you have planned. he'd probably reply with a sarcastic, dry ass response or a deadpan emoji. refuses to talk to you for the rest of the day because what if you actually got into a car accident? he would lose all sanity. tbh he can't stand it when people make light of serious situations even if it's just a lighthearted joke.

kaiser is petty. he sends you an official funeral invite titled "in loving memory of y/n." he personally designed it in photoshop and even added those tacky glitter rose GIF animations on the front. coincidentally, everyone in your immediate circle also happened to receive the same mass email chain with those invites, so you had to explain to your family, friends, and co-workers that (1) you did not in fact die in a car accident and (2) your funeral is not set for the 15th. (you never played a prank on michael again.)

isagi freaks out. he's calling 911/119, whatever emergency service there is. immediately calls you and nearly breaks down in fear of losing you. when you tell him it was merely a prank, he laughs in relief but internally he's cursing you out with every colorful name in existence.

ness is isagi but even more high-strung. there is no time to call the ambulance in his mind. he's already thundering down the highway looking for the evidence of your car wreck. calls you and screams ballistically into the speaker: "WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE ARE YOU?" so yeah....don't ever play a prank on ness. it's for your sake, not his.

shidou takes you up one notch and sends a picture of himself in the emergency room with a cast on his leg and an IV drip. this spawn of satan took your message literally and decided to copy you and got into a real car accident. so now you have to take time off work and sign the hospital discharge papers because he listed you as his sole emergency contact.

nagi doesn't give a shit. he's already chronically online, and reo's played pranks on him before. probably texts you an "ok" and then tells you he's run out of toilet paper again, so you need to stop by the store to buy some.

reo matches your energy. he replies with: oh yeah, i've heard of that brand. it's the—*insert sound of trucks colliding and screeches across asphalt* you both had a good laugh after.

ok that's all i have for now. this is going to reach a very niche demographic, but you're welcome.

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wileys-russo · 16 days

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Babe I just saw this TikTok and if you felt up for it and have nothing else to do maybe you can make a blurb about R or maybe a Player pranking their girlfriend by hiding in the jacket on the door or something lmao.

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeu9tCRE/

decided to go for ms Misa with this, a clown jump scare II m.rodriguez

this was it, you were finally going to get your revenge.

months, no years, of being the but of the joke, the victim of the countless pranks and the heart attacks from all the jump scares. all of your pathetic attempts to even the score and you were finally about to get a notch in your belt.

no more would you get the infuriating mock pout of sympathy and the pitiful kiss to your cheek or ruffle of your hair with the 'nice try amor, maybe next time.' as if you were just an amusing little source of entertainment.

you'd tried, no begged, for them to stop. though it seemed the more you did so or tried to get even it spurred the clowns on even further to mess with you.

you thought that when one of them had finally grown into her ears and you realised she was actually quite sweet and cute, you might have the protection one expects comes with a girlfriend as sometimes hot headed and passionate as misa.

but no, if anything once the two of you were officially together it only seemed even more of a green light for not just her but the rest of her little circus to continually mess with you.

you got a brief reprise when playing at club level together for real madrid, misa had less of her little playmates around then to spur her on and help with her antics.

but it was national camps where they really thrived, and you suffered at their hands.

it had gotten to the point you knew they kept score, noting down in a little blue book how many times each of them could scare you during camp, leaving you horribly on edge and double checking every corner and every room you walked into.

your other much more mature and level headed teammates took pity on you and attempted to provide aid, warning you ahead of time as best they could when they heard wind of potential set ups which you were immensely grateful for.

you'd originally had no plans of retaliation, instead taking on board irene's advice to just ignore them and as best you could give them no reaction to feed off of knowing that often spurred them on more than anything else.

mapi and leila used to be two of the worst, constantly jumping out from corners or hiding under your bed after swiping your key card with nimble fingers, relentlessly competitive with one another for who could gain more points for scaring you each camp.

then came jenni and virginia, upping things by adding in not only the jump scares but also ridiculously juvenile pranks that had a scowl near permanently etched into your brow the entire camp as you started to make it a routine to be constantly checking over your shoulder.

then it was misa and patri, patri who very easily picked up on your crush on the goalkeeper and her most trusted accomplice and unbeknownst to you tried her very best to use these little jump scares and pranks to force misa to recognize her own unrequited crush on you.

needless to say, it worked. but that did not mean you were no longer fair game.

and so after a morning filled with people jumping out at you from corners and cupboards and your own girlfriend even going as far as to hide herself under one of the canteen tables and grab your ankle when you least expected it causing you to scream and spill half your lunch down the front of you.

her laughter stopped the moment she pulled herself out from the table and saw the near murderous look on your face and the training top now soaked with a delightful mix of recovery shake and tandori chicken.

"no, stay. you leave the poor niña alone to go and change before gym!" alexia grabbed the back of your girlfriends top and yanked her down in her seat as you hurried out of the canteen, ona and aitana quickly following after you.

"its only a joke ale, relajarse." jenni chuckled, not at all phased by the witherly dry look thrown at her by the younger girl who kept a firm hold on the goalkeepers top who stared at the door which you'd exited after like a kicked puppy.

"to you. there are lines, and lunch should not be a time where she needs to fear you idiotas!" alexia rolled her eyes and let go of misa who sank into her chair with a huff, pushing her lunch tray away from her with a scowl.

assuring ona and tana that you were fine and sending them back down to lunch you quickly stripped and changed, wishing you had time for a shower but heading down to the gym knowing lunch was likely already finished.

as soon as you appeared your girlfriend was right by your side attempting to apologize and pull you into a hug. "its okay amor." you promised caressing her cheek as her face lit up. "really?" she asked eagerly.

"no! aléjate de mí." you quipped sharply, your elbow ramming into her stomach as she doubled over with a groan and a grunt and jenni nearly fell backwards off the weights bench clutching her stomach with laughter.

"cariño por favor!" misa called after you still with a groan as you flipped her off and paired up with ona who couldn't keep the grin off her face, alexia slapping your back proudly as she passed to go pair up with irene.

clearly sensing your distaste and simmering anger misa kept her distance though you could still feel her pouty expression and longing puppy dog eyes following after your every move despite that.

during a quick water break you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around with a scowl expecting it to be your girlfriend but your face immediately softened seeing vicky stood there instead.

"off your phone during gym!" you laughed as she opened up tiktok and brushed you off with a shake of your head. "not for me, for you. look!" she held up her phone and you, and ona whose head popped up beside yours, watched a quick video.

"its cute." you chuckled, a little unsure why she was so intent on showing you as both vicky and ona gave you a strange look. "what?" you frowned back at them cluelessly.

"do it to misa, estúpido!" vicky rolled her eyes as ona hummed her agreement and you scoffed. "that? she will just laugh at me!" you protested as both girls disagreed. "maybe. but its also your best bet at scaring her back for once amiga, anything more...complicated, you could not pull off." ona chuckled honestly as vicky nodded eagerly.

"sí! so what have you got to lose?"

so now this was it, you were finally going to get your revenge.

was it the grand super slam get backs of all get backs you wished you could pull on not only misa but also all of the girls who found endless amusement in picking on your easily frightened nature? no.

but it was still a notch in your belt and you'd take it.

you hurried off the very moment the session was called to a close, gone in a flash so fast your girlfriend barely saw the back of your head before she blinked and you'd dissapeared.

you knew she needed to sit with the physio for awhile to have her shoulder checked after taking an awkward fall this morning which gave you a small window of time to get ready.

now you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel somewhat ridiculous, your body curled up into itself as you heard her key click open the front door to her hotel room, likely having knocked on yours to find nobody answered.

you both had spare keys to one anothers rooms, but with light fingers you'd swiped yours from misa's bag so she couldn't access your room, and it was near certain she still thought you were mad at her and had refused to open your door for her.

which gratefully meant she would not be expecting you in her room let alone curled up in her jacket on the back of the wardrobe door.

you heard her huff and puff as she made her way about the room, and waited until you heard the squeak of her throwing herself down on her bed with a deep sigh.

you'd thought ahead and left your phone in your room, hearing her groan and mumbled to herself as she tried to call and text you but they went unread and unanswered.

if there was one thing about your girlfriend you knew to be true it was that she often got so caught up in her own head, needing a moment of silence to reflect and process what was going on which you knew to give her space for after hard losses, allowing her to come to you once she was ready.

so like now you heard the room go quiet, misa caught up in her own head and unknown to her, right where you needed her.

you counted to three and gently dropped down, your girlfriend too busy thinking to see your legs ever so carefully hit the floor as you silently slipped out of her jacket and turned, misa still not noticing you.

"hola amor!" you yelled as you leapt at her, launching onto the bed as the girl let out a blood curdling scream and fell right off of it landing on her ass as you collapsed into the mattress laughing.

"finally! finally i got you! i scared you!" you cheered happily bouncing up and down on the bed as the goalkeeper scowled up at you and crossed her arms.

"you got me once. grow up!" you squealed as she stood and pushed at your shoulder mid bounce almost sending you toppling off the bed before you caught yourself.

"yeah i did, and thats a win for me mi vida. put that in your stupid little blue book!" you teased with a grin so wide it almost split your face in half as the girl huffed and sat down on the bed, refusing to meet your eyes and glaring at the wall.

"mis, mi amor you are not allowed to be so pouty and moody after you have spent years terrorising me and i got you back once!" you warned, standing up and staring firmly down at her with your arms crossed.

"i do not terrorise you!" misa frowned as your eyebrows raised questioningly. "okay, maybe i could be a little nicer." the girl grumbled as you scoffed and your eyebrows raised even higher.

"vale vale! ven aquí sexy." the goalkeeper balled your shirt in her fists and tugged you down and on top of her, pout still lightly playing on her lips as she leaned up to press them to yours but you pulled away, sitting up as your legs straddled her hips.

"i'm not kissing you, not till you apologize for lunch which you seem to have forgotten about." you reminded as the girl winced and smiled sheepishly, hands tracing circles on your bare thighs.

"lo siento mucho, mucho, mucho. mi niña muy bonita!" misa apologised sincerely, sitting up herself and kissing all over your face as she repeated the words over and over.

"vale! but promise me, no more messing with me while we eat? that means lunch, breakfast, dinner, all of it." you warned sternly as the girl nodded and mumbled a promise against your lips as you finally let her kiss you properly for a moment.

pulling away you pushed at her chest as she laid back down and you curled into her, exhaling as you relaxed to the sound of her heartbeat, strong hands curved around your back holding you safely in her arms.

"...that still leaves me many many hours of the day to scare you anyway cariño."

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userlando · 10 months

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Okay but imagine, Lando coming home after a triple header expecting you to be at your own home. He's tired and honestly wants to cry a little because you're not there. So, when he walks into his room to see you in his bed, deep asleep, wearing only his shirt and nothing else, he can't help but curl up close to you and hold you

oh I was saving this in my ask box to write on a day when I felt a little gloomy, just a little something for you as a thanks for dropping this fluffy thing in my lap 🤍

homecoming (748 words) lando norris/fem!reader fluff

The house is dark when Lando steps over the threshold, his chest feels a little heavy and his throat tight like he’s two seconds away from crying and he doesn’t really know why.

He assumes it’s an array of different things. He’s been away for three weeks, performance average as he fights to keep his composure on the race tracks and he knows it’s finally time for a break when he drops to P10 on Sunday. Usually, he’d sleep it off at the hotel and then catch a flight to his next destination, but he finds himself too antsy and anxious to spend another second away from home, so he books a flight the same evening and gets his ass home.

His shoulders are drawn tight in tension, fingers itching to grab his keys to his McLaren and drive straight to your place but he holds himself back. He knows you’ve had it equally as rough as him, struggling with your work and his absence only adds onto the stress you’re carrying on your shoulders.

Lando feels like shit, mood dropping even lower when he thinks of you. He kicks his shoes off to the side, knowing that Max would yell at him in the morning for not storing them away like a normal person but he can’t bring himself to care. His body yearns for his bed, with freshly washed sheets because you always do that. Tidy up his room and wash his shit, knowing that he likes the scent of freshly washed cotton to come home to.

He smiles fondly, chest tight when he spots the empty grocery bags in the kitchen; recalling Max’s text earlier in the day where he’d reassured Lando that you were okay, telling him that he was out shopping for groceries with you because you’d insisted on Lando coming home to a stocked fridge.

The Brit feels his eyes well up, walking quietly across the hallway and pushing his door open. The bedside lamp is on, and it gives Lando pause as his eyes adjusts to the dim lights in the room. His eyes sweep across the unusually clean space, frown deepening on his face until he spots the lump under his covers, on his bed.

At first, he thinks it’s Max playing a prank on him and he almost walks over to punch a fist into whoever is laying there just for the sake of it. But then he spots the back of your head, sleeping face coming into view, the closer he walks.

Your soft breaths makes his throat close up, and he sniffles quietly because the rush of relief coursing through him is so overpowering that he cups his lower face with his shaking hand; taking a deep breath to steady himself.

He quickly sheds his clothes, abandoning his plans to shower in favour of crawling into bed. You don’t even twitch, even as he inches closer and lays on his side, face to face with you. You’re warm, clad in nothing but one of his Quadrant shirts and his heart wells over with love at the sight.

Your eyebrow moves, and Lando sucks his lower lip into his mouth because it’s starting to wobble in the massive rush of affection he feels for you. He doesn’t even care that he might potentially wake you up, scooting closer until he can wrap his arms and legs around you, pushing his face into the warm space of your throat where it’s connected to the shoulder and notching his head under your chin.

Lando can feel when you stir in your interrupted sleep, making a sleepy sound and exhaling through your nose that ruffles his hair but you don’t say anything as you wrap yourself around him in a similar fashion almost immediately. He’s thankful that you don’t even question his sudden need to be held, nor do you say anything when he sniffles quietly, only offering your comfort by bringing your hands up to play with his hair.

“Missed you.” You said quietly, voice a little thick with sleep and Lando wants to wrap the sound of it around him like a blanket.

He scoots closer, like if he tries enough, he can crawl into your skin and it makes you hide a smile in his curls.

“I missed you too.” He mumbles, words muffled in your neck and it tickles a little bit. “Never leaving you again.”

You both know it’s not possible, but you nod gently.

“Never.”

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whew, I need a touch depraved lando asap 🥺 I hope you liked this lil thing 🤍 lmk what you thought!!

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latenightdaydreams · 3 days

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Had a dream

Recruits make a bet on who can scare Colonel König

first. Money for the winner. Stupid idea I know lol

Got me thinking about

Hiding under his desk when hes out of his office. Him coming back later and locking his door. Sitting down in his chair. Just as your about to grab his leg to scare him he undoes his belt and pants.

Recruit wants his cock in their mouth

This isn't stupid at all! Sounds like a porn set up haha

Let's Make a Bet (g/n)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: bets, voyeurism, oral, mention of sex, masturbation

1.2k word count

Colonel König is a stoic man, never showing any emotions. Never laughs at jokes, crying at sad moments, or even showing fear when face to face with death. The man is made of stone. That’s when you and another recruit got the stupid idea to try and scare him; whoever wins gets $200. Shaking hands, you both accepted the challenge.

Your fellow recruit first tried something small and simple, a tarantula in the break room. König simply looked at it, picked it up, and walked it outside, totally confused. Small pranks like these didn’t shake the man so you decided to turn it up a notch.

When you knew König would be out of his office running drills, you decided to sneak into his office. Your heart pounds as you enter. You’re small enough to fit comfortably so you crawl under the large wooden desk and wait.

A half hour passes before you hear the door open, König muttering about things in German as he locks the door behind him. He walks over to his desk chair and sits down, facing sideways. You wait until he turns to try and scare him.

You hear the clicking sound of his mouse and occasionally the keyboard when finally, he turns to face you. You wait a little while trying to suppress your giggles from the excitement. König types quickly and then relaxes back in his chair.

Just as you’re about to grab his legs, his hand moves to his belt buckle and you watch as he unbuckles his belt. His hand unbuttoning his cargos before pulling his zipper down. You watch as he pulls out his flaccid dick, which looks like your boyfriends fully erect. The smell of his natural musk after a long day of sweating fills the space. Instantly you feel yourself getting turned as you watch in anticipation.

From his computer, you hear soft sounds of moaning and you realize he is watching porn. His cock slowly getting erect, he grabs it and pulls the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. His hand begins to lazily stroke himself unaware that you’re under the desk watching. His cock is massive, porn star huge, and you’d love nothing more than to know what it feels like.

With one of your hands, you slowly begin to rub yourself through your pants, your own arousal growing by the second as you watch his hand begin to move faster. Small moans leaving König’s lips as you see precum begin to drip from his tip. His other hand came down to tug on his balls.

You feel an overwhelming want to just suck his cock. Taste how his bitter cum would taste on the tip of your tongue. Trying to decide where to go from here, you just continue to watch as you please yourself.

König’s hand slows as he moves the one from his balls back to his mouse and seems to be looking for a different video to watch. You take a deep breath, one you think König heard, so you gently rest your hands on his lap.

You won the bet; König jumps in his seat and screams like a small child as he kicks his desk back. He looks down and sees you.

“I’m sorry I know this looks so weird,” you begin to explain in almost a panicked ramble.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” König shouts, his mask hiding his red face full of embarrassment.

“I- I,” you stumble over your words before deciding to just be bold, “I want to suck your cock.”

“What?” König’s defensive demeanor changes slightly as he hears your words. He couldn’t believe his ears. He always found you attractive, so to be put in this situation, he feels as if this is a dream.

“Let me help you cum.” You look at his hand trying to cover himself.

He looks down at his cock losing its erection because of the fear, and then up at you with desire in your eyes.

“Are- are you serious?” He sounds slightly unsure.

“I am…”

König sits for a while before he nods his head and motions for you to move out from under the desk. You crawl forward and kneel before him.

His piercing blue eyes gaze down at you as you inch closer to his cock, his hand slowly moving to the side so you can grasp it with your own. He lets out a soft shuddering breath as you do. You slowly stroke his cock as you look up at him, his eyes have softened.

You lower your head and pull his foreskin back before flicking your tongue on the tip of his cock. König’s breathing begins to pick up, his eyes shifting to the frozen porn and then back to you.

“Can you take your shirt off?” He asks feeling a little nervous asking for something extra.

You gladly lean back and pull your shirt off, König looks over your body and smirks under his mask. Your skin looks so soft and beautiful. As you lean back down and begin to lick his cock again. He reaches out and begins to caress your bare shoulders and down your arms, you feel as soft as you look.

Holding his cock up, you lick his balls. Gently taking one into your mouth at a time and sucking on them while on of your hands strokes his cock. Your tongue licking them all over, making them slobbery before moving your attention back to his cock.

You wrap your lips around his cock finally and he lets out a soft moan. You lower your head on his length, taking in a few inches, sucking as you bob your head. König looks down at you, eyebrows pinched beneath his mask.

“Just like that Schatz,” He leans his head back and closes his eye; letting the waves of pleasure take over.

One of his hands moves to the back of your head and gently pets your hair, resisting the urge to shove your head down farther on his cock. The room filled with the sound of your mouth desperately wanting to please him and his small moans.

Your hands grasp his thighs as you push your head down further, making yourself gag. His hand applies slight pressure to help you get his girthy cock into your tight throat. His hips bucking upwards slightly as spit begins to pool at the corners of your stretched lips. He looks down at you and stares in awe at you before his eyes travel down what he can see of your body.

He looks back at the frozen porn of a woman bent over and he looks back at you. Your eyes looking up at him noticing his want. Slowly releasing his cock from your mouth, a line of spit connecting from your lips to the tip of his cock.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

König doesn’t speak, just nods. His eyes look as if they’re glossed over with a lustful daze. You stand up in front of him, his eyes traveling down your body. You begin to undress in front of him. His hand reaches out and caresses your hips before standing himself, his pants dropping to his ankles. He grabs your waist and turns you around, pushing you gently down onto his desk. Your face touching the cold wood as you feel excitement rush through your body. He steps behind you and squeezes your ass before lining himself up with you.

You won the $200 bet and get to experience your first BWC, it’s been a pretty good night.

#konig #konig x reader #könig #konig x y/n #konig cod #könig x reader #konig smut #könig smut #könig cod #könig mw2 #konig x reader smut #konig x you #konig x gn!reader #könig call of duty #könig x gn!reader #könig x gn reader #könig x y/n #könig x you #könig x reader smut

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fandom-wreck-9000 · 1 year

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A/N: wrote this cause I was bored<3 enjoy also no beta reader so sorry if it’s cringey ig.

Welcome home my Darling new neighbor (Wally Darling x Male reader) Yandere Fic

CW: Scopophobia, stalking, and kidnapping

Chapter 1: Welcome home website.

You lay on your bed in your apartment lazily scrolling through TikTok, you had just finished some college assignments and eaten dinner so you were bored and didn’t know what to do before bed. You noticed some videos about a company reviving an old 70’s puppet show named ‘welcome home’ there was art that was restored for the show itself, it intrigued you, the vast colorful array of characters, and the story behind the show itself and why it got canceled. Although there was one character that drew you in the most you didn’t know his name yet but he was the most interesting out of them all, he had yellow ‘skin’ and dark blue hair that was put up into a pompadour, through all the pictures you saw you noticed he was the one looking at the ‘camera’ the most, almost as if staring right at the viewer… Right at You… It was very interesting you decided to look up the website and look at it.

And so you searched it up and found it, the site itself was colorful and welcoming, but you got the nagging feeling that something was wrong as if something was staring at you through the screen. You shook it off, summing it up to nerves or superstition, you explored the site, finding out the reasoning behind the restoration of the show which you found heartwarming, and you found out the puppet that had you intrigued the most was named ‘Wally Darling’... “What a cute name, and he’s really cute himself.” you said truthfully a soft adoring smile on your face, the feeling of being stared at grew in intensity, and you decided to still ignore the feeling still notching it up to nerves… Yeah, nerves...

After reading everything and looking at everything on the site you closed the browsing site and looked at the time which was 1:00 in the morning, so you put your phone down and cuddled under your blanket staring outside the window for a bit staring at the stars, a smile curling up on your lips again. You felt your phone buzz and picked it up to look at the notification seeing it showed a random phone number had texted you, you opened your phone and opened messages looking at what the random number sent.

“Hello, Neighbor, how are you? What's your name?” The text read.

It seemed friendly and even comforting but the nagging feeling of being stared at came back, why did this person call you Neighbor anyway? Against your better judgment, you texted back… You didn’t know why but you did…

“My name is (M/N) and I am pretty well… Who are you?”

You patiently waited for a text back from the other person, and you didn’t have to wait long but the text that came back shocked you.

“Wally Darling is my name Neighbor, you have a pretty name I think it fits with your pretty face…”

“What do you mean? You’ve never seen my face??”

“Quite the contrary my Darling (M/N) I see you right now… your pretty (E/C) eyes are enchanting to stare into and your smile is even more breathtaking…”

You stared at the text frozen in fear, how… how did he know how your eyes looked?? This had to be some sick prank, holding back the bile threatening to come out you placed down your phone and searched your entire apartment… You found no one in it... No one at all... What the fuck was happening? You froze again hearing your phone buzz again…

And again…

Fear clenched your entire being, your mouth felt dry, you couldn’t move, you felt your heart beat wildly in your chest out of pure fear, and bile crept into your throat again threatening to pour out of your mouth you swallowed hard to try and keep it down. You flinched when your Phone buzzed again, your head slowly turning toward it in fear… you slowly walked back over to your bed and sat down. Hesitant to pick up your phone. You quickly picked it after the fourth Buzz and you looked at the messages he sent you…

“Friend, why are you searching for me where I am nowhere to be found?”

“No need to be scared friend, I won't hurt you.”

“(M/N) stop being scared and pick up your phone…”

“Friend I am nowhere to be found in your apartment please keep talking to me.”

you slowly and hesitantly wrote back a response…

“How did you know… I was looking for you… and how do you know what I look like?”

You kept the bile in your mouth down as best you could, for your body was completely filled with fear…

“Cause like I said I can see you… Don’t make such a scared face, c'mon keep giving me that adorable smile I saw before please??”

You were still shocked with fear, your mind began to become fuzzy and dizzy, and you laid down back on your bed, your eye’s feeling heavy. Before you completely blacked out you saw your TV turned on and something or rather someone came out of the TV and walked towards you and picked you up carrying you. That was all you remember before passing out.

A/N: lemme know if you want a second chapter or not lol

Link to chapter 2: welcome home

#fanfiction writer #male reader #wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home wally x reader #x reader #x male reader #yandere #yandere fic #fanfic #fanfiction #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #digital artist #gay artist #oc artist

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moonstruckme · 6 months

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you did the james x hufflepuff prank story so good. BUT i think what would be so iconic is the reverse. IF a slytherin reader got tired of james and the gang's shenanigans against the slytherins and decides to get revenge which maybe goes a bit wrong?? i live for a little enemies to lovers haha!

Thanks for requesting my love!

cw: alcohol, spiked drinks

James Potter x slytherin!reader ♡ 1.4k words

You’d thought the only downside of your prank was that you wouldn’t get to see it happen. The best you could hope for was an overheard conversation in class about how the marauders had gotten drunk on the firewhiskey Sirius kept stored under his bed and had somehow ended up naked in the forbidden forest trying to befriend the faeries or something like that.

You certainly hadn’t expected James Potter to come knocking at the door to the Slytherin common room at nearly one in the morning.

Your scowl is immediate upon seeing him, more instinct than anything, but you're surprised that he almost matches it. James’ eyes are fierce, his hair in disarray and his lips downturned. He’s breathing hard like he’s run all the way here.

You raise a brow. “Can I help you?”

“One—” he pants. “One of you tampered with our alcohol. I need—need to know who.” He starts to push the door open, but you stop it with your foot. “Let me in.”

“That won’t be necessary,” you say coolly, though you’re more than a little alarmed by the grim set of the Gryffindor captain’s features. You don’t know James very well, but you’ve seen enough of him over the years to know that his geniality is usually unshakeable. Has a taste of his own medicine really gotten him this riled? “What’s happened to your alcohol, Potter, and why do you assume someone in Slytherin is responsible?”

James huffs. “I don’t know what’s happened to my alcohol. All I know is that I’ve got fifth-years in the common room flapping their arms and saying they’re going to join a dragon colony, and I need to know if there’s an antidote to give them.” He seems to anger with every word. His eyes narrow on you, and you never would have thought to find James Potter intimidating, but you’re something close to intimidated now. Your stomach does a little flip. “And when an entire party of Gryffindors gets roofied the night before our quidditch match with Slytherin, I’m bound to make some assumptions.”

“Take me to them.”

“What?”

“I might be able to help,” you say, forcing your shoulders back and your chin up a notch. “I’m good at potions, and it could take forever to track down the person who drugged your alcohol. Let me try to figure it out.”

James shakes his head at you, straightening his glasses. “I don’t have time to mess around.”

“I can tell.” You slide out of the opening in the door, shutting it behind you before James can think to dash through. “But I think I’m your best shot.” You start towards the Gryffindor rooms, hoping he’ll follow.

He does, jogging to catch up to your brisk strides. You don’t like the idea of wasting time any more than James does. Your prank was supposed to be contained, a little joke to get back at the small group of Gryffindor boys for their endless volley of pranks against your house. You were supposed to have the gratification of knowing you’d made fools of the marauders for one night, not roofie an entire party of innocent students. Well, Gryffindors. But still.

“How did you not end up drugged?” you ask as you walk.

“Quidditch match tomorrow,” James replies simply. “I didn’t want a hangover. Not,” he adds, “that I’ve ever had a hangover. I’m Head Boy; any drinking that happens in Gryffindor house is, of course, without my knowledge or participation.”

You have to bite back a small smile. “Of course.”

He murmurs the password to the fat lady as you approach, and you ignore the judgemental look she passes over your green robes as she swings aside, begrudgingly allowing you entry.

Your guilt increases tenfold at the scene in the common room.

Lily Evans has posted herself by the door, turning back students vying for exit. There is indeed a group of fifth-years waving their arms about and looking out the windows as if they’d take to the skies, and half of the Gryffindor quidditch team looks to be trying to start a match indoors.

James takes your hand when you linger too long by the entryway, tugging you through the crowd. You stop at a small table, where the empty bottle of firewhisky sits next to a giant bowl where they’ve apparently mixed it with coca cola or something. You lean down over the bowl, sniffing cautiously like you imagine you would if you didn’t know what it was. Thankfully, one ingredient has left a scent.

“Scurvy grass,” you say to James, straightening. “It’s the main ingredient in befuddlement draught.”

“S’exactly what I said,” Remus Lupin comments from the couch, seemingly speaking to a pillow he’s got in his lap. “We’ve all got scurvy.”

James ignores his friend, raising his eyebrows at you. “That was quick. Is there an antidote?”

You frown, letting the very real regret you’re feeling show in your expression. “None that I know of,” you reply. “It’s like alcohol, it just fades with time.”

James looks around the room worriedly. “How much time?”

You shake your head. “Not likely soon enough. Your best bet is getting everyone to bed. They’ll sleep it off.”

James takes a deep breath. “Alright, I can do that. Evans!” he calls, getting the Head Girl’s attention. “We’re to put them to bed.”

Lily nods, gathering a few girls from around her and herding them upstairs. James heads for the fifth-years, blabbering something about how dragons need rest to keep their fire hot. You don’t think that’s true, but the students start moving nonetheless, James keeping them going with words of encouragement each time they try to turn back.

“Could you just stay by the door?” he asks you as he follows them upstairs. “Make sure nobody leaves.”

You nod, posting yourself by the entryway and telling anyone that comes close to go to bed. Your persuasive skills aren’t up to par with James or Lily’s, but eventually they get everyone to their rooms, and James is the only one who comes back down the stairs.

He rubs harshly at his eyes, disrupting his glasses, and begins to clean up the mess of the party. You join him, gathering discarded cups and setting up a pile of left items (shoes and wands and even a pair of pants) by the fireplace.

“If you’re still worried about the match,” you say after awhile, “everyone should be fine by tomorrow morning. The effects of befuddlement draught don’t usually last for more than a few hours, and sleeping will help.”

“You seem somewhat of an expert on befuddlement draught,” James says lightly.

You flush, bending to pick up another cup. “It was on the OWLs. I studied hard.”

He hums noncommittally. “Well, I appreciate you coming to help clean up your own mess.”

You look at him, an inquiry as to what he could possibly mean already forming on your tongue, but the look on James’ face stops you. He knows. “It was only supposed to be you,” you say. “It was Black’s firewhiskey, I thought it would just be him, you, and maybe Lupin drinking it. I didn’t think you would share.”

James actually laughs at that. “Yes, sharing! How ridiculous of us.”

You huff, despising him for the shame twisting in your gut. “I’m just trying to tell you that it wasn’t my intention to spike the drinks of all of Gryffindor.” You narrow your eyes at him. “Maybe if you didn’t distribute your alcohol, these things wouldn’t happen.”

James crosses his arms. “As I’ve said, I would personally never distribute alcohol or endorse underage drinking. But it seems that, whatever may or may not have happened tonight involved a series of unfortunate accidents, which could have been avoided if several parties had been more responsible.”

You bristle at the veiled scolding. Frankly, James implicating himself as partially responsible for the night’s events doesn’t do much to alleviate your guilt either. He’s gone soft on you, the panic that had fueled his earlier breach in character worn away, and he’s back to his lighthearted, irritatingly nice self.

You can’t look at it, and you roll your eyes as you turn away, tossing the last cup into the trash bin on your way to the door. “See you at the match tomorrow, Potter.”

You can practically feel the warmth of his smile at your back. “See you there. And I’ll be keeping an eye on my drinks in the future, so don’t get it in your head to try it again!”

Oh, James can rest easy. You won’t.

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boydepartment · 3 months

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who in enhypen is most likely to scare their s/o at every chnce they get but are completely PISSED if someone else gives their s/o a jumpscare?

nishimura riki

HE USED TO DO THAT GOOFY ASS THING WHERE HE WOULD RANDOMLY SCREAM let me find the video

like riki would do that to you ALL the time. just to mess with you and see you glare at him.

he thinks it’s cute when you’re lightheartedly mad yaknow??

but the second someone else tries it….. oh man….. he is taking messing with them up a notch.

it’s like when you and your best friend are talking abt something and then a random person tries to enter in the conversation and it gets ruined. that’s riki’s mentality. ESPECIALLY BC HES THE ONE WHOS ONLY SUPPOSED TO PRANK YOU LIKE THAT

#enhypen #kpop #enha #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #nishimura riki imagines #nishimura riki scenarios #nishimura riki

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katyaromanoffpetrova · 3 months

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Masterlist

Thank you for visiting my masterlist! All the oneshots below are connected to my Ghost Series that you can read on Wattpad or AO3. So if you're interested in Kat and Nat's full story, I direct you there :)

I'm currently not writing requests, but maybe in the future I'll open them.

Oneshots

❥ A first (very insecure) Valentine's: It's Natasha's first Valentine's Day with her girlfriend, and she struggles more with the concept of love and romance than she feared | wordcount: 3.9k

❥ It's lights out and away we go: Natasha isn't the only one obsessed with the motorcycle her wife got her. Turns out it's perfect for knocking Katya's ego down a notch as well | wordcount: 1.4k

❥ The only fool on April Fools': Natasha thought she came up with the best prank ever. But she forgot exactly who she was trying to prank | wordcount: 2.7k

Series

Book canon short scenes

Really short scenes/drabbles that never made it into my books because they didn't fit into a chapter but did happen in the canon storyline.

❥ Thrown in the deep end: Katya doesn't set foot into a swimming pool anymore after some serious trama. Or does she? | wordcount: 1k

❥ Our goddess and savior: Natasha Romanoff: Katya is good at ending up in bad situations. Natasha is good at getting her out of them | wordcount: 1.7k

❥ Inked surprises: What's better than getting tattoos? Surprising your wife with them! | wordcount: 1.4k

#katandnat #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff x fem!oc #natasha romanoff x female character #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff oneshot #natasha romanoff imagine #black widow

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immortalysasims · 3 months

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HIGHSCHOOL NPC's: THE FOOTBALL TEAM.

Hello my dear simmers! Aren't you tired of your highschool having the same weird npc's and characters? Well, if you are I have the solution for you. In this little project I have recreated the Copperdale Highschool teams from scratch, this is part 2 of 4. They are all assigned to their specific after-school activities and each have their own likes, dislikes and skills.

+ INFORMATIONS, INSTRUCTIONS AND DOWNLOAD BELOW THE CUT:

These sims were made mainly with base game + high school years and NO CC whatsoever, any other packs are optional for the pre-chosen milestones, lifestyles, reputation, etc. If any pack other than base game and highschool years show up in the gallery it's a bug.

If you don't want them to move into houses as they're not (in theory) a family, place them into an empty lot, evict them and move them into the "other households" while in the manage households pannel, also if you want them to keep their specific roles/jobs don't forget to turn neighborhood stories off (can be done individually if you don't want it to affect other households).

Dominic Brooks

Aspiration: Goal Oriented. (Complete).

CAS Traits: Active, bro.

Reward Traits: Star player, highflier, high self-esteem, happy toddler, scouting aptitude, physically gifted, great kisser, top notch infant, top notch toddler, relatable.

Likes: Yellow, gray, electronica music, alternative music, high energy sims, egotistical sims, optimistic sims, compliments, discussing hobbies.

Dislikes: Red, ambitionless sims, arguments.

Skills: Charisma (6), Fitness (8), Handiness (3), Cooking (5), Guitar (4).

Lifestyles: Energetic, health food nut, people person.

Current Stats: Football Team Captain. Grade A Student. Pristine Reputation.

Harper Michaels

Aspiration: Live Fast. (Complete).

CAS Traits: Active, vegetarian.

Reward Traits: Top-notch toddler, top notch infant, headstrong, dauntless, relatable.

Likes: Black, purple, alternative music, blues music, hard-working sims, funny sims, high energy sims, discussing interests, discussing hobbies.

Dislikes: Ambitionless sims, pessimistic sims, arguments, gossip.

Skills: Fitness (8), Charisma (6), Handiness (5), Comedy (3), Cooking (5), Logic (5).

Lifestyles: Energetic, close-knit.

Current Stats: Grade A Student. Football Teammate. Great Reputation.

Rowan Coleman

Aspiration: Drama Llama (Complete).

CAS Traits: Active, party animal.

Reward Traits: Physically gifted, top-notch toddler, top notch infant, high self-esteem, socially gifted, relatable, untroubled.

Likes: Green, gray, alternative music, electronica music, optimistic sims, high energy sims, affection, discussing hobbies, gossip.

Dislikes: Kids radio music, ambitionless sims, argumentative sims, malicious interactions.

Skills: Charisma (8), Video Gaming (5), Fitness (8), Cooking (5), Guitar (4).

Lifestyles: People person, energetic.

Current Stats: Grade A Student. Football Teammate.

Jackie Roberts

Aspiration: Goal Oriented. (Complete).

CAS Traits: Active, loyal.

Reward Traits: Highflier, relatable, headstrong, top notch infant, top-notch toddler, physically gifted, socially gifted, scouting aptitude.

Likes: Black, red, green, alternative music, jazz music, cerebral sims, optimistic sims, high energy sims, discussing hobbies, discussing interests.

Dislikes: Ambitionless sims, pessimistic sims, gossip, compliments.

Skills: Fitness (8), Charisma (8), Cooking (5), Logic (3), Fishing (4), Guitar (7).

Lifestyles: Energetic, people person.

Current Stats: Grade A Student. Football Teammate. Great Reputation.

James Galvan

Aspiration: Admired Icon.

CAS Traits: Active, snob.

Reward Traits: Iconic, relatable, physically gifted, pack animal, top notch infant, top-notch toddler, socially gifted.

Likes: Red, black, blues music, egotistical sims, high energy sims, discussing hobbies, flirtation, physical intimacy, pranks, gossip.

Dislikes: Metal music, cerebral sims, arguments, complaints, deep thoughts.

Skills: Fitness (8), Charisma (7), Cooking (5), Logic (6), Mischief (8).

Current Stats: Grade A Student. Football Teammate. Great Reputation.

DOWNLOAD: SFS / PATREON (ALWAYS FREE)

ATTENTION: I do not own the original game due to the absurd price it is in my country, so everything will show up in the gallery with the name “Knysims” which is the site I always download my packs from!

#ts4 #ts4 sims #ts4 townies #ts4cc #townies #ts4 no cc townies #ts4 nocc #ts4 sim dump #ts4 vanilla sims

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felixsramen · 10 months

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Dating Poly ateez

Is chaotic on another level

WooSan continuously convince you to join in their shenanigans and you always end up getting scolded by Seonghwa and Hongjoong

Mingi is clingy and needs to be around you 24/7 causing woosan to try and scare the poor baby

Yeosang gets compliments 24/7 from everyone

Hongjoong

Hongjoong is always having to be the peacemaker and is quick to discipline

Has given you a lot of talks because of WooSans stupid shenanigans

Has put you in the corner like a child because of WooSan blaming you for things they've done and later having to apologize and punish Woosan when they own up to it

Late night studio cuddles

Hongjoong doesn't sleep well and usually stays in the studio he had built in the house and leaves the door unlocked because he knows you all can get the same way

Going inside his studio and cuddling into his lap and falling asleep while he works

Waking up in the room beside a sleeping Hongjoong

Sleeping in Hongjoongs and Seonghwas room usually means you're pressed between him and Seonghwa

Lots of forehead kisses🥹

Will kiss your forehead a lot because he needs you to know he loves you

Isn't into pda a lot but will hold your hand occasionally in public

Seonghwa

Loves hugging you from behind

Has scolded you for playing ball in the house with WooSan and breaking a vase multiple times and still decides to replace it

Will let you cook with him if you ask

Will show you new recipes and is excited when you show him your own recipes you learned growing up

Will bring you on every grocery trip because you're the only one that doesn't make him get unnecessary stuff for the house

Cuddling you in his and Hongjoongs bed

Has been the subject of many pranks from you and WooSan including pretending that you guys had dented the car and filling up a cup with sprite and soy sauce and telling him it was coke

Refuses anything you offer without you and WooSan drinking or eating it first now

Refuses to let you and WooSan go play laser tag after having to apologize to a whole bunch of moms of 10 year olds about their kids losing to grown adults

Yunho

Hugs anytime of the day

Will hug you in any place is not scared of pda

Picking you up no matter how tall or short or your weight because he just loves giving you affection

Face kisses🥹

Will kiss any part of your face and will kiss you all over your face

Is very into video games and will let you sit in his lap as he plays

Just ask him if you can play video games with him and he won't hesitate to stop in the middle of a game and leave

Will show you step by step how to play it if you've never played

Will let you win but if you get too cocky he will beat you just to bring you down a notch but tells you that you still did great

Always down for rematches with you because he loves seeing how determined you are when he does win

Yeosang

Such a soft boy

He loves cuddling you and will stick up for you in every scenario

You can't help but love his birthmark and kiss it every time you guys cuddle and he gets so flustered from it

Please tell this man how pretty it is because he'd just melt

Doesn't like pda but if he notices your anxious he will pull you to the side and reassure you everything is okay

Loves being near you even if he doesn't say it

May not tell you about how much he loves you but shows it when he can't find the words to say

Has joined you and WooSan on a few pranks after you all begged him to and convinced him by doing his chores for a month

Seonghwa and Hongjoong didn't believe Yeosang took part each time he did and thought you wanted to get out of trouble yourselves

San

Chaos 1 of 2

Usually influenced by Wooyoung and will do anything to please him

Wooyoung convinced you and him it was a good idea for you to go as 3 peas in a pod for Halloween and you regret it everytime you think about it

San is clingy even when Wooyoung isn't around

Wants you to be around him 24/7

Has held you down and forced you to be a pillow and has gotten scolded for it but didn't care and refused to let you up even after the boys tried prying him off you

Can bribe him to do anything with snacks

Has zero shame when it comes to you asking him to do something even if it's embarrassing

Will try to follow you even to the bathroom if you'd just let him

Mingi

Clingy baby🥺

Wants you wherever he is and needs to be touching you at all times even if it's one finger intertwined with yours

WooSan trying to scare him away from you at all times because they think it's funny

Having to comfort Mingi after they try and scare him

Scolding WooSan and they just pout as you hold Mingi closer and glare at them

You constantly reassure him that it's okay when his anxiety gets the best of him and just hold his hands

Loves when you cuddle next to him and run your hands through his hair

Loves pda when you initiate it

Loves skin on skin contact because you're just so warm

Wooyoung

Chaos 2 of 2

Will get you and San into trouble so much

Will also get you out of trouble if it's too much

Needs you to love on him 24/7 because you're just so amazing

Tries declaring his love for you and his boyfriends to everyone that you have to put your hand over his mouth

Does funky little dances because he knows you find them so cute

Will convince you to do anything he asks and just has to beg enough

You and WooSan aren't allowed to drive together anymore because of Wooyoung and yelling out the window causing you to almost crash

Jongho

Loves picking you up to show off his muscles

Sings you to sleep

Will carry you everywhere if you ask

Literally loves showing off his strength to you

You can't help but ask him to break all kinds of different fruits and he'll do it while singing

Picking you up in the middle of plotting with WooSan and ignoring Wooyoung to put you down

He just wants to baby you and take care of you

Nsfw

Hongjoong can be a soft Dom or even a hard Dom depending on the situation

Will either call you his princess or his pretty slut while fucking you depending on the situation

Seonghwa is the same but he prefers being a soft Dom and for Hongjoong to be the hard dom

You're his perfect baby while he leaves kisses on your neck while the boys watch him fuck his fingers inside you

Yunho is a dom and a soft Dom at that

Willing to choke you because you get so dumb over his hands and will definitely call you his gorgeous baby when your eyes roll back at the feeling of his pretty hands around your neck

Yeosang is a switch

He doesn't mind that you call him baby boy when you kiss all over his face while you stroke his cock and San and Wooyoung kiss all over his body

He also doesn't mind calling you his favorite toy while he fucks your mouth and Seonghwa fucks you open

San is a switch

When San Doms he goes all out calling you his favorite plaything and willing to do it all in front of the boys and it can be out of nowhere

When San subs he is such a brat especially with Wooyoung loves when you call him pet he can't help that it makes him cum so fast

Mingi is such a sub and who can blame him

Please call him pretty boy he just can't help but cum in his pants at the name alone

He feels so humiliated by it but can't help but want more as you kiss down his body along with Yeosang

Wooyoung is such a sub and such a brat it takes all 8 of you to fuck the brat out of him

Will get whiny if you're not fast enough for him and try to hump the air if you tie his arms

You and the boys calling him your cumslut and Wooyoung agreeing because he is for you all

Jongho is a dom

He knows you have a strength kink and will use that to his advantage

Will pin you down because he can't help but watch as you squirm under him and close your legs

He will call you darling while he fucks you on full display for the boys

They all love taking pictures and videos of you all cumming and playing them back to jerk off to

Mirror sex for them is so attractive watching as everyone gets a turn fucking each other

Will definitely have you, Wooyoung, and Mingi being passed around because you're all just too gorgeous to not fuck

Please let them do as they please with you

#poly ateez #poly atz #ateez smut #ateez fluff #atz smut #atz fluff

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cattimeswithjellie · 2 years

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Man, I love Cleo's pranks and her smack-talking game is absolutely top-notch, but after watching Jevin take down his entire villager cathedral and reassemble it block-for-block two chunks down the mountainside, I'm not entirely sure it's possible to kill him in a way that matters.

#hermitcraft #zombiecleo #ijevin #slime is an extant form of life

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so-long-soldier-writes · 5 months

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Bar Shots

kai parker x reader

summary: your newest coworker takes his staring problem further up a notch

tags: bar / bartender!kai, public masturbation, inappropriate workplace behavior

word count: 1.3k

a/n: idk why i wrote this, i'm so sorry. also, this is the fic where i was gonna use a mon-el gif, but i gave up on that 😅

Your co-worker is always staring at you. Every time you look at him, he looks away, but you can feel his gaze on you whenever your head is turned. Other workers, too, have mentioned it. They’ve reported him walking into walls or dropping glasses because his attention is on you instead of his chores. The manager has a close eye on him, but there’s nothing he can really do aside from asking him to stop. Kai, of course, hasn’t stopped.

It doesn’t bother you, though. Matt assumes it’s because you have a high patience. You’re well trained in crass behavior and stupidity, so the young witch’s staring is just another nuisance. Matt had laughed in admiration when you only shrugged after he told you about his talk with the boy. Your defiant attitude to this behavior is why he has you train the newbies. No matter what shit they pull, you’re never fazed.

However as you’ll soon find out, Kai is a whole new category of bold. All the boys stare, some pull pranks, others make a suggestive joke every two minutes, and a few have spanked your ass as they’ve passed. But none have ever gone as far as the newest member of your team has on his second week in training. For the first time in four years, you’re actually stunned.

In theory, it’s so bad you should report it. One report, and he would be fired immediately. No second chances, no time to explain, he would be out. And if it were anyone else, you would have. Not because he’s a sociopath; not because he’s a witch, but just because he’s so dang cute, and for some reason, you kind of like him.

It’s just the two of you on shift that night. The restaurant closed hours ago, but the bar had just emptied in the last ten minutes. It’s Kai’s third day of working past closing, where you are showing him how to clean up the bar after the customers have left. He’s been learning quickly, and knows enough that you feel comfortable leaving him up front while you work in the kitchen. There’s a little window where you can keep an eye on him, where dishes are put to be taken out to tables. Though, it seems, Kai uses it to keep an eye on you, too.

One minute, he’s diligently cleaning. You have no idea what happened between that minute and the next, but the second time you poke your head up, your eyes go wide. The shot glass he has been rinsing sits abandoned on the counter. Water droplets top the rim, but his hands aren’t reaching for the paper towels. Instead, they are around his cock. As soon as you realize what you were seeing, you drop to the counter, hiding your face. Your body burns with embarrassment as you debate what to say to put an end to whatever he’s doing.

But before you can, a soft moan escaped the lips of the boy only a few feet away. The sound of him spitting reaches your ears, followed quickly by a visceral wet noise as he runs his hands along his length. His hips jut up against the counter, and you can hear the wood reverberating as he rocks his body against it. Light moans become more heavy. Then, your name spills from his lips.

Your blood runs cold. A chill goes throughout your body at the same time a lightheadedness clouds your mind. As asinine as his behavior is in that moment, your body tingles with a sense of pleasure. Your head forms a picture of him, though it begs for you to get a glimpse for yourself.

Biting your tongue, you slowly stand back up until you are eye level with the open window. Seeing the real thing is so much better than the image in your head. He’s rock hard and red, pushing the head of his cock into the counter. The way he stands gives you a small view of his ass, which is as plump as you expect it would be by the tight jeans he wears. Of course, you’ve looked him up and down before, but you have never sexualized the man until this moment.

“Fuck,” he whines between his teeth, “Y/N.”

You involuntarily flick your tongue up in your mouth. The urge to interrupt him is strong. To go out there and help. To taste him; to squeeze and pinch and slap his cheeks. You refrain, remembering just how unprofessional this entire thing is.

“Hey-” You try to stop him, but the words dry up in your throat. Your clit begs to be touched, though you ignore it.

Kai doesn’t seem to have heard even your attempts at speaking. He’s completely focused on his feat, not slowing down for a second. You watch him, unable to tear your eyes away, as he brings himself closer to finishing. You can tell by the way his movements get sloppy and sweat beads at his forehead. He’s moaning louder now, too. A guttural sound that’s impossible to ignore.

In the next minute, he comes. It shoots onto the countertop and his whole body relaxes at once. His cheeks still, no longer jiggling from the friction, and his eyes roll back in his head. You duck, not wanting him to catch you watching.

Kai seems to start cleaning himself up after a couple of minutes. You can hear him tinkering around the bar, though you’re not brave enough to look up yet. In that time, though, you have a second realization with yourself about how inappropriate that was. How you’ll surely be fired for letting it happen. How it’s probably on the cameras, and you’ll both be fucked if someone’s watching - not literally.

So, with a deep breath, you put on your best authoritative face and straighten your clothes. You pick up a bar rag just for character, and then walk into the main area.

“How are you doing in here?” You maintain your composure upon seeing his pink-ish face. Luckily, he’s all cleaned up. His pants are back on, and the cum is no longer dirtying the counter.

“Good. I made you a shot.”

“Kai, we’re working. This is not the time for shots.”

“It’s closing hours. Live a little.”

“There’s a camera right there. We could both get fired.”

His face pales, but he recovers quickly. “It was a long day. One shot won’t hurt.”

“Fine. But you’re explaining it to Matt if he asks.”

“Okay.” He hands you the shot glass he had cleaned a while back.

“What is it?”

“Blow job shot, the one with the coffee and stuff in it.”

“That’s suggestive, considering how co-workers have reported you on several occasions because of the way you stare at me.”

“Oh come on, Y/N. It’s late, I thought you’d enjoy the coffee and alcohol mix. The first thing you do on shift is pour yourself a cup of coffee.”

You give him a ‘why do you know that’ look, to which he just shrugs. Your attention then falls to the shot in his hand. The whipped cream looks a little sad, and you suddenly think you know where his shot of cum mysteriously went.

“Alright,” you sigh, taking it from his hands. He watches you shoot it back, eyes on your throat for proof of a swallow.

“Did I do it right?” The bartender in training asks.

You set the glass on the counter, then nod. “Mostly right. It was a little salty, but the coffee and alcohol portions were correct.”

“Oh. Wait, so how do I fix that?”

“Maybe use whipped cream,” you look him in the eye, “instead of cum, when you serve it to customers.”

Kai’s eyes go wide as he realizes you know. You take advantage of his stunned silence to slip past him, smacking him on the ass as you go, and disappear to another part of the bar. The smirk on your face stays for the rest of the night.

#malachai parker x reader #kai parker x reader #kai parker smut #kai parker oneshot #tvd fanfiction

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