#revealing himself in public like it no big deal

[mayasaura]

I'M GONNA KILL YOU MYSELF YOU SUICIDE-FAKING SON OF A BITCH. RIGHT HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE POLICE STATION

#let him have it Nick!!!! #how long did he let you think he was dead??? #no court would convict you if you strangled him with his fancy cravat #revealing himself in public like it no big deal #and he was here to talk to his sister!! nothinf to do with Nick #add insult to injury #that said I am so fucking stealing this line for Harrow #maya plays ace attorney #ace attorney #suicide cw

[star-sim]

"noo! she's taken!" ☆ enha hyungs

☆ non-idol! bf! enhypen hyungs x celebrity! fem! reader ☆summary: you are a very well-loved celebrity, and your relationship is finally revealed to the public. ☆genre: fluff, silly boys ☆warning(s)? ygs liked the maknae ver so here's the hyung ver! maknae ver

heeseung ☆

i think ur a musician here

one of those very personable and insightful ones

giving laufey or mitski yk?

anyways heeseung is THE stan

within your fandom

he's the guy that EVERYONE KNOWS

like ppl will argue who is the best [name] stan and the moment he's brought up they shut their mouths

heeseung does not play around when it comes to stanning you, his gf

somewhat like riki, heeseung runs multiple stan accounts for you

but he's most active and most well-known on 1) youtube and 2) tiktok

all his youtube videos are titled

"[name] concert 11/25/2023 nyc, usa (she looked at me!)"

"[name] concert 11/26/2023 miami, usa"

"[name] concert 11/27/2023 berlin, germany (i touched her hand!)"

"[name] concert 11/28/2023 jakarta, indonesia"

"[name] concert 11/29/2023 melbourne, australia (i met her!)"

like how the fuck is he going to all of these concerts when theyre literal hours apart and OCEANS AWAY

he likes to vlog his concert experiences

and theyre very entertaining because he's like genuinely enjoying himself

on his tiktok he also records his concert experiences

but i also think he posts your fancams and makes edits of you

too many times where an edit of you became known as "that one [name] edit"

he makes a lot of thirst edits of u

too many captions like "i want her so bad" or "she's so fine i need her biblically"

everyone knows who he is, even ppl outside of your fandom or the music scene

hes just that one guy that really likes you

one day ur on tour

its all fine and dandy, ur eating everything up, ur fans are loving it

and heeseung is documenting his concert experience

as he always does

and then it ends and heeseung posts it

however

this concert vlog

is

uh

receiving a lot of attention

TOO MUCH ATTENTION

THAT ITS

VERY

SUSPICIOUS

........

you and hee are just hanging out in your hotel when his phone starts blowing up

and yours too

all the comments on his video are normal, the ones that are expressing playful envy at heeseung's presence at ur concert

and like

it's not like heeseung doesn't get these types of comments

but one comment catches his eye

it has like 50k likes

and hes like oh shit

"at 3:05 heeseung why are you kissing [name]"

kissing.

[name].

he clicks that timestamp

and oh my god

THERES LIKE A CLIP OF HEESEUNG KISSING YOU

you see

when heeseung records your concerts he's recording it both for his fanpage and for the memories

he'll take as many cute couple pictures and videos with you as possible

and he just so happened to accidentally add one of the clips of you and him

kissing.

in fact

he accidentally added A LOT OF CLIPS AND PICTURES of you and him being a couple

ones of you hugging him backstage, ones of you two holding hands, even one where viewers can faintly hear you calling heeseung "babe"

and the other comments

OH LORD THE OTHER COMMENTS

"THAT SHOULD BE ME"

"HEESEUNG MOVE ASIDE!!!!!!!!!"

"i hate seeing people live my dream"

"SHE'S MINE *growls*"

"[NAME] GET BEHIND ME"

obv theyre all half joking half confused, but i think ppl are able to joke w him bc he's such an obnoxious stan 😭

and heeseung is like

poor heeseung is sweating and panicking

bc shit HE JUST EXPOSED UR RELATIONSHIP

but when he tells u

you literally are just like

"okay"

OKAY????

"it's not a big deal"

heeseungs like WHATATATATA

at first he's kinda unsure

bc ur so chill abt it that he's almost afraid that ur actually mad at him 😭

but you legitimately do not care

and when he realizes this

he goes from

😱

to

😈

because

NOW HE CAN FLEX ON EVERYONE

he goes straight to twitter and drops more couple-y pictures of you and him

he probably posts a tiktok that pans over to you on his bed or something

caption like "it's exposed now, but yeah, [name] is actually my gf"

its goes so viral

hes so smug about it too

like whenever he gets into arguments abt who's a better fanpage hes like "I'M LITERALLY A HER BF???"

he becomes an inside joke in ur fandom

i think everyone jokingly flames his ass too

"why did she pick heeseung of all people...."

"pixelated fancam, ass editing, shitty camera, yet [name] still chose him... what did we do wrong"

"[name] wasn't lying in her song when she said she has bad taste in men"

"i can't believe heeseung literally stole my spot... i should be the one that she writes all her love songs about..."

free him 😭😭😭

jay ☆

ooh this one is kinda juicy

ur a musician slay

but sometimes you do modeling

for one of your shoots

you're showing off your midriff and ur just glowing sorry

all ur followers are like

"ughhh step on me [name]"

"i don't think ygs understand i need her"

"[NAME] ONE CHANCE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE"

"i want her."

very quickly goes viral

ur just so hot ughhhhh

but ppl notice something upon closer inspection

you have a tattoo on ur back

at first everyone is like

"okay sexy lady love the tat"

but then

when they look closer

they can't help but see that incorporated into the design

is two

very

specific

letters

J and P

almost like they're someone's initials

��🤨🤨

hmmmmm

interesting.....

who is JP?

HMMM???

and now that ppl look at it

you have so many songs and albums that refer to JP

like ur one album

called

"just playing, i love you" but it's commonly abbreviated as "jpily"

JP????? ILY?? JP I LOVE YOU???

WHO THE HELL IS JP

"whoever jp is, he needs to meet me in the parking lot so we can have a talk 😆"

"jp my opp"

"jp kys!!!"

"jp is living my dream"

hehe

you see this

and jay aka mr JP himself sees this

and ur like

yk what let's tease the fans

for the next few months ur just teasing jay's existence

using his intials

like one time you wear a heart necklace that has the letters jp engraved in them

or when you tweeted "i love jp" but followed it up with "Jurassic Park is a wonderful movie 😆"

oh god you make it so obvious

"jp is the reason i make my music" and then following it up with "Jimmy Page is my favoritie guitarist 😛"

like ur fans are tired

and theyre getting outright insane

"guys the winter is getting cold and dire... the voices in my headare telling me that [name] is dating this jp person and i don't know how much longer i can live in denial"

"fuck you jp that should be me!!!"

"i hope jp knows how lucky he is... if a hot woman like [name] tattooed my initials i think i'd die maybe"

"i'm fighting demons (and jp)"

until finally!!!

you go to an award show

you look great as always

ugh queen

and ur getting interviewed

the interviewer asks you a playful question like

"oh are you here with any date?"

AND YOU JUST SMILE

"of course, i'm here with my boyfriend, jay park."

oh man

when that gets posted

EVERYONE IS GOING CRAZY

JAY PARK

JP

AAAAAAAAA

and when the actual award shows gets posted

it keeps panning over to you and jay

and everyone is like

THAT'S HER BF????

all jay can say is that he's prideful duh

everyone wants u but he's the only one that can have you

you definitely take a lot of pictures on the red carpet at the award show

and jay is with u in a lot of them

he's holding ur waist so tightly

like you're not gonna run away cuh it's okay omg 😭😭😭

anyways i think it gets resolved pretty easily

ur fandom accepts jay

but they still joke abt him

and when jay makes a twt account it gets worse

he WILL respond to them

and he WILL flex u

every time he does it shuts down the argument right away.... if he wants to win he just needs to mention ur name

"jay meet me after the concert, we will fight to the death for [name]'s love"

and this mf responds "can i bring [name] to be the ref?"

"jay ur hair looks so fucked up in this picture"

and he responds "yet [name] still picked me and not you"

you have to tell him to stop fighting ur 16 yr old fans HELP

jake ☆

sorry ur a musician again

you have a new song that came out

yk how in some songs

there's almost like an interlude

where there's speaking parts

like in agora hills theres a small part where doja cat says "baby can you call me back, it's so lonely in my mansion" yk?

you have something like that in your newest song

cute!

except it's not just your voice

but a MAN'S voice too

JAKE'S VOICE

the speaking part is very flirty and suggestive

and when it comes out

ppl are like

WHO IS THAT MAN

and then when the music video comes out

theres a male actor that you have many scenes with

now.... the male actor's face is cut out...

but there are still many scenes with you touching him, holding him, kissing him, and vice versa

and when the speaking part comes on

that male actor is supposed to be the male part if that makes sense

that male actor is

drum roll plS

JAKE

when ppl read the credits of the song and music video

they can't help but notice "jake sim"

and when they search ur other songs and mv's

"jake sim" has never showed up...

until this song.....

interesting....

ur fans do a lil detective work

and this jake sim guy doesn't have any involvement in the music or acting industry....

so why is he in ur song AND music video....

hmmmm

they can't find any ig account linked to him

except one that's very obscure

it has a funny username like

"@laylasdad1115" so ppl are like "oh that's probably not even him" and you weren't even following that account so they just let it go

WRONG!!1

@LAYLASDAD1115 IS JAKE

and although you're not following that account on ig

when ppl scroll down to your very very old posts

they see something

very

very

very

miniscule

but

very

very

very

crucial

a post of you and a golden labrador.... and the caption says "i love you layla"

layla... laylasdad1115

and THEN BOOM

NEW SONG COMES OUT

AND AT THE BEGINNING

YOU SAY

"jakey, kiss me!"

OH MY GOD

WHO IS JAKE SIM!!!!!!

"@laylasdad1115 u better watch out...."

"who do you think u are jake sim..."

and then you have a concert

and its not a massive stadium, it's very casual

and there's a part of the concert where you just answer questions that ur fans have and just hang out w them

and someone asks as a joke

"who's jakey in ur song btw?"

and with the most straight face

ur just like

"oh he's my boyfriend!" and then you point to the front row and ur like "he's actually here tonight, say hi baby!"

and jake is so enthusiastic abt it, hes like "hi guys!"

while everyone else in the room is like

WHAT.

the way ygs are so casual abt it is so appalling

"[NAME] YOU CAN'T JUST CASUALLY DROP THAT U HAVE A BF I THOUGHT WE WERE GETTING MARRIED"

"she's taken..... i'm gonna die.... "

LMAAOAOAO

it's known in ur fandom now that ur bf is jake sim or wtv

i don't think anyone even calls him jake

out of pure disrespect (😭) they call him by his instagram username

"laylasdad1115 might be dating [name] but i'm legally bound to her so who's really winning"

when jake shows up to your concerts i do think your fans joke w him like

"ouuu jake ur so lucky [name] is here or i'd give you a black eye"

FREE HIMMMM

sunghoon ☆

three words: your personal bodyguard

you're an actress cutie

and it's award show season

at all of your award shows ppl notice there's this tall brooding figure looming over you

ITS SUNGHOON LMAO

he's like

GLARING AT EVERYONE

HE KEEPS SQUARING UP RANDOM PPL 😭😭😭

ik this might be a crazy crossover but the moment he spots ryan gosling he's so ready to throw fists

"okay barbie boy you look like you want a broken nose"

sunghoon is very protective of you

obv bc the film industry is lowk kinda sus and exploitative, he def watches out for u a lot

everyone kinda just assumes that he's ur scary bodyguard

but then paparazzi pictures come out

and hes with you

in every

single

one

"goddamn her bodyguard is passionate about his job 😭😭😭"

in fact when the annoying invasive paparazzi interviewers come to talk to you sunghoon is sending the the NASTIEST GLARES

but like it's valid bc ur literally walking to Walgreens at 9AM on a tuesday why do you need to be photographed

"hi [name] can we ask you a few questions-"

hoon literally answers for u

"No. 😐."

interviewers are so rude, theyre like "well i didn't ask you, did i... [name] can we ask you-"

sunghoon just blinks and says

"No. 😐😐😐😐😐😐😐." again

and then ygs leave

theres clips of you at the airport where sunghoon is scaring all ur fans, which makes way for you to have a cmfortable flight

i think ur fans appreciate him but theyre lowk scared

"oh god this guy does not play abt his job 😭😭"

until one day

you get playfully asked abt ur bodyguard on an ig live

and ur like "wait what that's not my bodyguard, that's my bf"

UR WHAT????

HUH????

😱😱😱

ur fans are in the trenches

"i cant hate him bc he protects [name].... but damn i wish that was me 😞😞😞"

and when they review some of the clips w you and sunghoon they see you smiling and giggling with him

"he makes her happy so ig i'll let him have her </3"

"this is the hardest sacrifice i have to make"

i lowk think sunghoon doesn't care

he FIGHTS EVERYONE

only for u ofc 😊😊😊

maknae ver

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #heeseung #heeseung x reader #heeseung imagines #heeseung fluff #jay #jay enhypen #park jongseong #park jongseong fluff #jay enhypen x reader #park jongseong x reader #jake sim #jake sim x reader #jake fluff #jake sim fluff #jake sim imagine #sunghoon #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon imagine #star-sim

[catgirl-kaiju]

something worth pointing out in the case of Tumblr CEO @photomatt 's statement regarding predstrogen is the very clear side stepping of the conversation being had. the ask he chose to respond to as part of his statement was asking about tumblr's transmisogyny problem, and what he is commenting on is tumblr's transphobia problem.

transmisogyny is certainly related to transphobia, but the two are not the same. i've seen plenty of trans folks who are guilty of transmisogyny and have even been harassed by such individuals on this very website. he repeatedly refers to transphobia and accusations of tumblr staff being transphobes throughout the statement, but never once brings up transmisogyny. perhaps he is unfamiliar with the term, but he could look it up and read up on it before responding to a question directly asking about it. he is very clearly not doing his due diligence in addressing these concerns.

he mentions tumblr having "LGBT+ including trans people on staff," but this is not especially helpful in assessing tumblr's transmisogyny problem. based on this we don't know how many trans people, whether or not there any transfem or TMA folks (who might understand the nature of transmisogyny better than TME people) on staff, what positions these queer people hold in the company, or whether or not any of tumblr's queer employees are on the moderation team. and it's understandable why some of these specifics are left out; you don't want to put any staff members in danger of being doxxed or harassed, especially if they're vulnerable marginalized people. however, it seems to me a gross oversight to not mention if there are any trans folks working on the moderation team.

i think it's also a huge misstep to focus on predstrogen so singularly when the conversation about her account being nuked is part of a larger conversation about transmisogyny. what this reveals, too, is transmisogyny playing an active role in the decision to ban her for life. one of the aspects of transmisogyny is viewing transfem folks as especially and uniquely dangerous. i'd like @photomatt to ask himself if he would have taken "threats" like the one cited as seriously if they came from a cis person or a TME trans person. really reflect on that, Matt. i also put "threat" in scare quotes here because, frankly, it's pretty clear that said comment is a cartoonish and outlandish example of violence used to demonstrate that the intent to harm is not literal. i do this all the time both on here and in real life. telling a friend i'm going to "maul them to death" over a minor annoyance is a comedic way of expressing frustration in a way that communicates it's not actually a big deal. saying something like "i want them to explode after falling down the stairs when trying to evade a falling piano full of knives" about a public figure or someone who is negatively affecting your life works as a way of demonstrating the intensity of your feelings while not veering into territory where it sounds like you're literally planning an assassination attempt. if you're reading this, Matt, i hope you can begin to understand the difference between something like:

and a real actual harassment, like:

y'know, all actual comments and posts i've received on this website, and reported with detailed explanations for why i'm reporting them but never heard back from the moderation team about the situation. i have no idea if anything was ever done about any of these people sending me bigoted violent messages because no one ever does follow-up. the only time i've ever received follow-up on a report was when i reported an account for promoting self-harm in the form of anorexia. that's it. one time in the over a decade i've been on this website.

how does all of this sit with you, Matt?

#tumblr #transmisogyny #transphobia #predstrogen #tumblr staff #tumblr ceo #death threats #anon hate #transphobia cw #transmisogyny cw #violence cw

[lumi077]

X-Men HCs

A/N: my hyperfixations are not very hyperfixating rn. literally they’re changing so fast. But take some nice little relationship headcanons, and the next Chapter of Winters’ Servants is coming soon!!

Characters included: Logan (Wolverine), Scott (Cyclops), Kurt (NightCrawler), Jean

Warnings: potential OOC, nothing else really. kept it nice and light.

Logan (Wolverine):

Logan would absolutely, if you use them, stretch out your new hairbands for you. If you express that you dislike using them unless stretched, he’ll offer to wear them on his wrists for a day or two till they’re stretched to your liking. It could be the most girly hair ties and he’ll proudly wear three on each wrist. When asked, he’ll happily tell them “Just stretchin ‘em for my woman/man/partner”

Scary dog privileges? Scary dog privileges. He adores making you feel safe enough to wear the most skin revealing or feminine clothing. You want to wear something revealing/very feminine but tell him you're scared? He’ll instantly assure you and tell you to wear anything you want. If someone says something, he won’t hesitate to shut them up before you even hear.

There’s going to be a point in your relationship that you’ll realize he absolutely doesn’t care about any of the gross stuff you do. Burp, Fart, don’t shave? He really doesn’t care in the least bit. Definitely the boyfriend that will go, unphased, into the bathroom while you're on the toilet and brush his teeth or shower without a care in the world. If you are comfortable that is, and he secretly preens when he realizes that you're comfy enough to do that stuff around him lol.

I wholeheartedly believe that when he realizes he wants you to be his forever partner, he’ll gift you his dog tags. His past is very personal to him, because he could never remember it for a good part of it. His dog tags are only second to him getting down on one knee. 

Speaking of getting down on one knee, sorry for all the people who want it to be a surprise, but he won’t make a big deal and will tell you about his plans beforehand. No surprise engagement, and no public one. Not because he doesn’t care, but because he wants to make sure you’re ready and want it too. He doesn’t put much on marriage because it doesn’t change much, and doesn't want you to feel pressured to say yes because there are people there. He’ll love you the same married or not, but he does note how pretty you look with the ring he bought you on your finger.

I personally believe he would be more likely to get in a committed relationship with another mutant. I just think a lot of the X-Men would want to be able to relate to their partner and have their partner relate to them, and Logan is going to live a long life so…I can't truly see him with a normal person. 

If you are apart of the X-Men, while he won’t baby you or anything, he finds himself keeping an eye on you the most. There have been a fair amount of times that you find yourself having a Logan shield on the field, and even more often if you are susceptible to projectiles. 

Dates are a norm at this point, Fridays are always the day he takes you out. It’s usually the same place, but he thinks it’s nice. 

Flowers are also a norm, if you mention you like them. 

He doesn’t do much on Valentine’s day because he already does all the normal valentine’s day stuff it weekly or bi-weekly. Does get cheat food so you guys can eat it and watch stupid rom com movies though. 

Scott (Cyclops):

First and Foremost Scott is such a golden retriever. Anything you want, he obtains quickly and with 0 thoughts of you getting him something in return. He just wants to see his partner happy and healthy, with a smile on their face as often as possible.

He is very big on PDA, likes to hold your hand, or slip an arm around your waist, put his hand in the back pocket of your jeans, etc. Overall he just likes touching you, and just because you're in public doesn’t mean anything.

Adding on to his liking of PDA, I feel like he’s possessive. Like in the one X-Men movie, when Logan goes into the past and stops bad shit from happening and goes to touch Jean and he blocks him? Yeah he does that with you but with everyone. He likes people knowing your his and what’s better than you two being attached at the hip in public?

He likes when you wear his things as well, not so much for people knowing you’re his like mentioned above but just because you're adorable in it. Want his sweatshirt? He’s giving it to you even though it's negative 5 out. His cologne? Just take the whole bottle, even though it’s brand new. He’ll get another one!!

When he’s on missions and away, he gives you so many shirts and even a pair of sweats. Sprays the stuffed animals he got you with his cologne, same with your pillows. He will expect the same if it’s you going away for a long time. Or you’ll come back to him sleeping on your side of the bed where it smells the most like you, his face stuffed in one of your pillows that has one of your shirts on it. 

He is very vocal about being your boyfriend, and you being his partner. Everyone in the world knows, yet no one asked. He’ll gush about you to whoever will listen, the rest of the team is so done but they do admit his devotion to you is adorable.

All the ladies and gents and nonbinary pals who want an over the top surprise proposal, this is your man. It’s super romantic, he pays for your nails if you wear them, getting your hair done, and a new outfit. And you can’t even tell it’s because he wants to propose because he does this all the time. Then he takes you to your fav restaurant and pops the question.

Make no mistake though, he has to be 100% sure that you want him to propose to do so. He’s so attuned to you and your likings he gets your dream ring without having to ask everyone close to you first. Which also assures him no one can spoil the surprise.

He is one of the few ones who probably doesn’t care if you're a mutant or not, because his love is 100% blind. He would probably want a mutant partner, but once he falls he falls hard.

He also won’t baby you if you’re in the X-Men, but if he happens to laser them first? Not his fault.

Kurt (NightCrawler):

He is a very shy partner at first. But once he falls for you, and you make it obvious you have fallen for him it all goes out the window. He is a completely different person around you, confident and flirty. He is just so in love. 

Teases you almost constantly, he’s a teaser with everyone but he loves to see you blush and squirm from his words. 

Loves if you run your fingers through his fur, and almost emits a low purr when you do. If you brush it for him, especially if he doesn’t ask you but you WANT to, he swears he is going to marry you one day. 

He takes you places you told him you wanted to go to when you guys were in the talking stage. Paris? Done, let’s get some baguettes for back home! The Bahamas? Pack a bathing suit, and make sure to bring the detangling brush.

He loves non sexual acts of intimacy, like taking baths together!! Your fingers feel like heaven on his scalp when you massage the shampoo and conditioner in his hair. He also loves touching your body, he’s always careful with the fact he has claws but he would never dream of hurting you.

Big on cuddling and all that stuff in private, but I feel like he would want to keep it behind closed doors. Not because he doesn’t love you, but because he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands on you otherwise. 

Long missions with him are never a problem, he’ll just teleport to you wherever you may be and spend time with you before heading back. 

He’s your call bird, and the gossip you two are able to share with one another? It is divine. He seems to know everything, and you know the most obvious stuff but he always makes you feel like Sherlock Holmes when you tell him things he already heard and was going to tell you about. Which is why he always makes you spill the tea first lol.

For marriage and proposing, I can see him accidentally proposing on a mission. Tensions are high, and he’s worried that one of you won’t make it home to the other. The thought alone makes him dread the upcoming battle, but he grabs your hand and looks into your eyes and states with all the conviction in the world “We’ll get married after this.”

You brush it off, after you both survive the battle, that he didn’t mean it. He just wanted you to know how much he loved you. But oh how wrong you are when you walk into a room with all your close friends and family, Kurt in the middle down on one knee and asking you to marry him. Your face was priceless, and lucky for him everyone took pictures. 

He definitely carries around a photo with you wherever he goes, and when he prays he takes it out and not only asks that God protect him, but you as well because there is no life beyond you. Even if you’re not religious he’ll still do it, just for the peace of mind. 

Jean:

She’s the black cat of the relationship for sure. I mean, she has a lot of issues but she always makes you her first priority. 

She keeps tabs on you constantly. What’s your mood, why? She’ll talk to you in your mind when you’re anxious to calm you, and let you know that she’s there with you. She’s probably an anxious persons’ best friend. You don’t even have to talk, she knows what you mean and changes accordingly. 

She is big on communication for sure. If you do something that bothers or hurts her feelings she will sit you down and talk to you about it. And she has this certain way of doing that doesn’t make you feel guilty. She’s just letting you know what she does and doesn’t like and won’t tell anyone else. These things are very private to her. And she expects you to do the same, and her feelings are never hurt by it. 

Jean’s type of love is selfless. She would put herself in danger tenfold just to keep you safe. Mutant or not, she would be the one to baby you if you’re a part of the X-Men as well. There’s always a kind of bubble around you, that not many but you notice. Hence, people think you’re indestructible because you’re the only one who came back uninjured for the fourth time. 

She wants to be independent, but also loves when you do stuff for her. She will never ask, but her heart warms so much when she sees you did something for her because you wanted too and not because she asked. 

She plans your dream proposal. She is almost a roommate in your own mind, she knows what you like and don’t like. 

Small extra blurb: imagine giving telepathic hints that you want a proposal. She thinks “Why are they broadcasting their ring si-ooooh. I see.”

She is so gentle with you, almost afraid that you’ll break and it’ll be all her fault. The way her hands gently caress you or how she holds your hand is so incredibly gentle.

#xmen #xmen x reader #wolverine x reader #logan howlett #logan howlett x reader #scott summers #scott summers x reader #Cyclops x reader #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #nightcrawler x reader #kurt wagner x reader #jean grey #jean grey x reader #xmen headcanon #lumiwritings

[turcott3]

birthday boy

juraj slafkovský x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, alcohol, unprotected sex, oral sex, nipple play, overall a lil freaky and a lil fluffy

(happy 20th to slaf!!)

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“finally, we’re home.” you sighed in relief kicking off your heels as you walked through the front door.

“finally just me and you.” slaf giggles, tickling your sides harshly.

“it you don’t stop juraj. it’s your gift on the line, not mine.” you say sternly as he quickly comes to a halt, continuing to giggle.

“that’s what i thought.” you huff, unzipping your tight dress.

“i love my team and all they did for me tonight but, im so glad to be home.” he states following behind you.

“me too.” you smile sweetly in the mirror as the boy plays with the zipper on your back.

“so what’d you get me? it’s the big twenty you know.” he nudges on.

“how about let me go change and grab it, and you’ll find out.”

“deal.”

“great, go sit on the bed and close your eyes until i come back.” you say sternly as he covers his eyes quickly.

you strip out of your formal attire, putting on your latest set of lingerie and top toe to the kitchen, grabbing to fresh bottle of whipped shots you bought the day prior.

“open” you say lowly, presenting yourself in front of him with your hands behind your back. slowly, he separates his fingers, peeping through the slots he’d just created.

“baby, move your hands.” you giggle, freeing one hand and pulling his hand off his face.

“wasn’t sure i could trust you.” he jokes.

“well.”

“well what? you look fucking gorgeous. gotta give me a moment to readjust to seeing light okay.” he giggles, before really taking in your figure as you stood only two feet away from him.

“sadly, i am not the gift.”

“you’re always the gift.”

“juraj, please.” you say holding your hand up to stop him. you loved him and how he always had something to say back to you, which was something you weren’t always used to.

“i’ll stop.” he says sealing his mouth shut. you reveal the sleek can from behind you, holding it out to him.

“whipped shots? what is this alcoholic whipped cream?” he asks and you nod as he looks up at you. a smug look stretches across his face with a smile. in a hurry, he pulls you to him by your waist, sitting you on his lap. he pulls the top off the can and shakes it up.

“give it a taste baby.” he coos, spraying some of it into your mouth. you loved the creamy taste of it, and the way it coated your mouth with a velvet texture.

“try it baby, it’s good.” you say licking the bit that had missed your mouth off your upper lip. he sprays some into his mouth, humming at the sweet flavor.

“now do me a favor, and lose these.” you say unbuttoning a button from his shirt while you scanned his whole body with your eyes. without question, he complies. he pulled his clothes off quickly, leaving himself only in boxers. you sprayed some into your mouth, capturing his face in your hand, pulling him in for a kiss. his tongue plunged into your mouth, getting a taste of the vanilla flavor once again. he deepens the kiss, tugging you closer to him by the back of your neck. your hands found their way to his clothed and hardening cock. you loved the way he was obsessed with you. getting him hard was an easy task when it came to you. the simple sight of your gorgeous curves made his abs clench, in hopes of not getting a massive boner in public. all the brunette ever wanted to do was love on you.

“fuck.” he grunted, breaking the kiss apart at the number you were doing on his now throbbing cock.

“just let me…” you trailed off, tugging the waistband of his boxers down allowing his dick to spring free of its previous constraints. you shook the can and brought it to his tip, spraying a small dot of the whipped cream onto his tip, that was already leaking with precum. you swirled the cream around his tip, coating his cock with the velvety texture of the whipped cream. he tasted just like vanilla as you took him all the way into your mouth, working your tongue around the bottom of his shaft.

“my fucking god.” he grunts, gathering your hair with his hand so he could see the joy on your face as you gagged on his thick and, now creamy, cock. your eyes brimmed with tears as you reached the base of him, where his happy trail threatened to tickle your nose and ambush your entire process, but you pushed on. you removed him from your mouth, milky spit webbing from the corners before licking it away. he brought your lips back to his passionately. you could tell the further the two of you went the closer to drunk you were both getting.

“can you lay down for me baby?” he asks taking the can from next to you as he pulled away. you nodded as you climbed onto the bed, removing your bra before laying flat on your back.

“now let’s just,” he starts, tugging on the legs of your soaked panties, ���take these off.” he smirks, tossing them to his hamper across the room. he brings the can to the inside of your thigh, spraying the cream in a line, inching closer and closer to your heated core, stopping a millisecond before making contact. his body finds his way between your feet as his tongue made contact with the line of whip on your leg, slowly moving up, licking up the sweet whipped cocktail. your anticipation grew as he locked his warm brown eyes on yours. before you could think, his now velvety tongue makes contact with your clit, a contact you’d been waiting what felt like an eternity for.

“fuck juraj.” you moan out, gripping the sheets with your fists.

“tastes so good baby.” he smirks, looking up slightly before diving in, his tongue twisting your swollen chit in circles as his hands gripped the outside of your thighs.

“oh my god.” you moan, gripping onto the boys soft locks between your legs. the sensation made you practically hallucinate. his attention to detail in pleasing you was like a fucking drug and you were addicted to it. he pulled away just before the urge to squeeze his head between your thighs like a watermelon took over. breathlessly, he runs his fingers through his now messy hair, attaching his lips to yours.

“baby please,” you beg.

“please what my love?” he asks.

“fuck me, please j, please.” you felt yourself begging for it. it became a need more than a want. you felt like you were truly addicted to him. he sprays a bit of the cream on two fingers before responding.

“open up for me pretty girl.” he says and you do so as he slides to fingers into your mouth. you suck them clean of the whipped shot, allowing yourself to become more and more intoxicated. he positioned himself between your legs, lining his throbbing cock up with your pussy before pushing in slowly, the smooth feeling of the whipped cream lingering on both of you. you could never get over the way he effortlessly stretched your walls, his tip immediately hitting the delicate spot deep inside of you.

“god juraj.” you huff quietly as his begins his slow thrusts. they were deep and powerful, and very quick to make you finish. you prayed to every god, hoping you could hold off a little longer for his birthday, or at least provide you the strength to go until he was done. his thrusts became stronger and quicker as he pounded into you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room along with his grunts and your moans. somehow, you grabbed hold of the can, spraying the whipped shot onto your tits enticing him even more. he takes your title into his mouth, rolling your nipple gently in between his teeth as he sucked the substance off of you. your moans turned into screams as the feeling was all to much for you.

“such a good girl.” he says lowly, attaching his lips to yours, tongue plunging back into your mouth like a puzzle piece. your fingernails carved pictures in his back as he adjusted his angle, hitting your g-spot consistently now.

“fuck, i’m gonna cum.” you whine, never wanting this feeling to end. he fucked you impossibly deeper, pushing your climax to the front of the line. relief washed over your body as your stretched cunt contracted around him tightly, bringing him to his own climax, coating your walls with his milky seed. his thrusts slowly came to a stop as he fucked himself dry in you, tears soaking your cheeks from the orgasm you’d just experienced.

“god i fucking love you.” he giggles, kissing your cheek sweetly as he pulls himself out of you, running his fingers through the sensitive folds of your pussy, coated in the mixture of your climaxes, but also the creamy texture of the shots. you grab onto his wrist, sucking his finger completely clean of the mix, leaving him floored.

“happy birthday baby, i love you too.” you giggle, looking up at him through your lashes.

“happy birthday to me.” he replies, tackling you back onto the bed, the pair of you now too drunk to care about the mess you made in the sheets.

“would you say i did good?” you slur.

“i say you did. same thing tomorrow?” he smiles at you, pulling you to his chest.

“or maybe same thing in an hour i don’t know.” you giggle, wanting nothing more than to spend the rest of your night pleasing him.

“when you sucked me off with this shit,” he starts shaking the bottle, “that was nuts baby. you’re fucking perfect. such a pretty girl.” he coos into your hair before kissing you gently on the head

“i can arrange more of that, yeah?” you smirked, grabbing the bottle from him and shaking it as he rubbed himself hard once again.

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#juraj slafkovsky #juraj slafkovsky imagine #juraj slafkovsky x reader #juraj slafkovsky smut #montreal canadiens #hockey imagine #nhl #nhl imagine #turcs’ talk

[suh-core]

𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖞𝖚 001

warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected sex [be safe!], cumming inside

[17:14] "Babe, why don't we play a game?" Mingyu randomly proposes. "Is this another gma about clinginess you found online?" you chuckle, seeing his lips turning into a line. "Got me" he admits, "you get stuff like that so easily, it's not fair". Both of yours love language is physical touchand you usually wouldn't care about showing it as much as you can and desire. And that would continue as much as you could, even publically, nothing would stop you. So Jeonghan being the menace he is, suggested that you two play those fun games to strengthen your relationship. In all honesty it was hard yet fun, You both struggled to keep your hands to yourselves.

"So what version of the game are we gonna play today?" leaning your side towards the counter of your kitchen you were both into at that time. "So the rules are simple. You touch or kiss, you lose a piece of clothing" he says smirking, "I'm so gonna win this time" you scoff at him, knowning that's more likely to lose and then ask "and what happens to the person that gets naked first". Another smirk appears on his face as he can't hide his excitement, "that's simple, they give oral to the other person"

"Deal!" you say "let's see how long you'll last baby… You're already wearing less clothers than what I'm wearing anyway" and then he looks at himself. A white comfy tank top and gray sweats and some home slippers. He doesn't react much already knowning how he'll end up. "Then are you ready?" he says suddenly getting closer, bicep flexing as he also leans towards the counter as well, putting his weight on that hand. Your hand moves ready to trace the muscle as you always do, stopping midway as you remember the game. He's smiling, a face full of joy as he sees you visibly struggle, "we just started baby, you';'re finding hard it seems" he says. "You wish" you say and go to your laptop to search for new series to watch.

"Leaving that early?" he says very close to your ear. "You might be missing a really good chance of getting head darling, I thought you really wanted that" he whispers and you can clearly hear the smirk he has on his face. "You already said I'll lose the game, so come back and let me lose in peace" he says and turns back into the place he was before. He sits down and taps on the place in front of himas you turn around. You sit down thinking of a way to win. Before you have a chance to actually think what to do, he places his arms in front of his legs, his face coming closer to yours as he flexes his muscles.

This time you can't help yourself and touch his forearm and when he smiles you come back to your senses and pull yourself back. "Doesn't seem like it'll be as easy to win as you thought it would, right?" he says as you sign and take of your shirt, revealing the sport bra you wear at home. "Bra at home?" he says kinda dissapointed. "Told you I have more layers on than you do", you smile starting to do exactly the same pose as he did before, pushing the top of your body forward, creating a nice for him. He licks his lips, and a hand comes right at your side, stroking its way upwards.

"Eager, aren't we?" you say and he gives up "Fuck that game, let's go". He takes off his tank top and picks you up, leading you both to the bedroom. "Well, it seems like the game is over" you laugh, "Yeah, I honestly never thought we'd last even that much to be honest" as your back hits the matress.

Head in the crook of your neck, lips sucking and licking the spot there. His hand stroke your side until they reach your thigh, squeezing it. He really can't keep himself composed, eagerly taking off your bra. Big hand go arounf breasts, playing with them, thumbs circling your nipples. He makes eye contact as his mouth goes around one, tongue flipping it oh so nicely, it sends tingles down your spine. You can't take it anymore and try to touch yourself, he, however has other plans and pulls your hand above your head. "Let me take care of that" he says with a smirk

He hurriedly pulling your pants down along with your panties, pushing his knee towards your bare pussy. A moan leaves your mouth as your area touches his skin. You wish for nothing more that for his tender touch, the fire that ablazes in your chest when you are one, together as one piece, moving your bodies in harmony.

"Put it in… Or at least touch me, I know you're eager for it too" you say pointing at his precum-stained boxers. "I wouldn't want to wait another moment sweetie". He pulls his boxers down and his hard on, springs free, shiny from the precum and not being touched till that moment. He rubs his length along your folds and then softly pushes it in. His head drops back, a groan leaving his mouth, as he feels around him, that familiar but never not satisfying warmth around him. He starts picking up his pace, brows furrowed, as he pushes your legs closer to your chest, a moan with each thrust.

"Not gonna last that long you know" you matter softly, a moan leaving your mouth right afterwards. "I'm not going to as well " he says, hand stroking your stomach as it travels lower, flicking your clit. You bit your lower lip, head thrown back, as bliss overtakes your body, happy to be filled by him, touched my him. He doesn't take too long, the pulses from your pussy driving to the edge as well, filling you with his cum.

His back touches the mattress as well, trying to catch his breath, a smile on his face. His hand touches yours, turning his hand towards you, "you know... we should play more games like these".

#seventeen #seventeen smut #svt #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #mingyu #mingyu smut #mingyu imagines #mingyu scenarios #mingyu x reader

[jarviscockerssecrethusband]

Steve started going to the gym the day after Eddie dumped him.

Technically, the two events were unrelated. Eddie avoided the gym like the plague so it wasn’t like Steve was going out of his way to meet him and they had a 30% membership discount the month of April, so really he was just taking advantage of a good deal.

Honestly, Steve worked out when he was stressed and he really needed that adrenaline hit to stop himself from crawling into the fridge and never coming out again.

He’d gotten up at 6AM, made sure that he looked semi presentable to be out in public and was just settling onto the running machine when the sound of Metallica started blasting from the Pilates room just opposite the regular gym.

After Steve recovered from his almost panic attack thinking that Eddie was actually getting fit, and the confusion at the instructor using fucking Metallica for 6AM Pilates, Steve decided in a bored, sad, slightly horny way, to check out the class.

Well, the instructor definitely wasn’t Eddie.

Eddie didn’t have those muscles.

Eddie didn’t have bleach blonde hair.

Eddie didn’t have a fucking tongue piercing.

Steve quickly decided he was in way over his head and frantically started to back away from the door but it was too late. The guy had already seen him and was gesturing him over.

Fucking shit.

The instructor was called Billy. Which was fun. He’d just moved to Hawkins from Los Angeles (why???????) and he was always up for new students so why didn’t Steve give it a go, he promised the Metallica was just a joke since it never failed to wake everyone up.

Steve was not a Pilates guy. That was all he learned from the hour long session. Well, that and when Billy’s tongue flicked out and did a little corkscrew, he looked like he’d be really good at eating- no Steve. Bad thoughts. No rebound.

Billy clapped a firm hand on Steve’s shoulder on the way out and Steve swore he started developing a semi.

This was not going to work.

He did what he always did when considering bad horny decisions and called Carol. The conversation was short and to the point.

“Babe didn’t Munson dump you literally like yesterday?”

She was popping her gum across the line. It was infuriating. Steve took a deep breath before responding.

“Well yeah but-“

Carol cut him off. She had a habit of doing that.

“Yeah but nothing babe.” Her voice trailed out of his phone like cigarette smoke, dancing across his room. “Either you let me key his dumbass weed van or you give up any dreams you’ve ever had about bouncing on blondie muscleface’s dick. Kay babe?”

Then she hung up.

Steve decided to go to Pilates class every day for the following two weeks. It kind of grew on him. Heather, the assistant instructor was bitchy and fun in a way he liked and her long acrylics reminded him of Carol. He made a mental note to himself to introduce her to Robin.

Things on the Billy side of things had not improved however. They’d gotten significantly worse. He was getting boners in public like a teenager, couldn’t speak in full sentences and his heart started doing that gooey mushy thing, especially when Billy told him he’d done a good job.

It’s a rebound not a crush had become his new mantra. Unfortunately, it wasn’t exactly true.

It was definitely a crush. A big one. Even bigger than the ones he’d had on Jonathan or Nancy or Eddie. And it was a problem.

He didn’t do a Clueless and start wearing revealing athletics wear or anything but he did start flirting just a little. To test out if what he thought had been completely made up in his brain or if something was actually happening.

Billy consistently responded with innuendos so intense, they would make Tommy ask him to cool it.

Ok. So Billy seemed to like him back. All Steve needed to do was ask him to dinner or something. No biggie.

He walked into next Mondays class with a mission which was immediately shattered by Billy wearing a signed Corroded Coffin t shirt. And Corroded Coffin was still small as shit, if Billy had it signed, he was friends with Eddie no doubt.

Running out of the class may not have been the most dignified option but it was the only one his dumbass brain could think of at the time.

He ran all the way back to his apartment onto his bed then cried. After half an hour he decided to check his phone only to be faced with a text from a number Steve must have just thought he’d blocked.

Eddie 💖🖤☺️

Can we talk?

Steve messaged back telling him to go away but five seconds later relented and said sure.

The phone started ringing immediately.

“Hey Steve. Why’d you run out of Billy’s Pilates class?”

Steve wanted to laugh. Or cry. Or both. He decided to keep his tone on the cooler side of polite.

“Did he tell you about that?”

There was a long silence for about five minutes before Eddie answered.

“Look Steve……….I know I wasn’t a gentleman when I dumped you. I shouldn’t have just run from the restaurant. That was a dick move. But I really do like Jason and I know for a fact Billy likes you. And you deserve each other. Really.”

Steve sniffled but didn’t answer

“Friends again?” Eddie’s voice was uncharacteristically quiet.

“Friends.”

Billy looked slightly frantic the next Pilates class. His hair was a mess and he was wearing a hat with a food stain on it somehow. His face visibly relaxed when he saw Steve.

Billy wasn’t a rebound. He was kind and friendly and opened the door to people who were struggling to get out. His hair was a stupid 80s mullet in 2024, his tattoos were atrocious and Steve thought it might be too soon to say it but he was pretty sure he was in love with him.

Dinner was a good start though, Steve thought as Billy laced their fingers together after the class. Dinner was good.

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #harringrove ficlet

[joshym]

No Hands

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x f!Reader 

Summary: Your little game works out exactly in your favor.

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: (18+ MINORS DNI) unprotected sex, light dom/sub (roles switch a bit), rough sex, oral & fingering (f receiving), some good fluff.

A/N: I had a thought in my head that I just could not shake, so naturally I had to write it out and, well, here it is lol. I’m a bit nervous as this is my first smut to post here, but I truly hope you all enjoy. <3

Huge thank you to @jakeyt for the beautiful moodboard to accompany my unhinged thoughts, and for being the best editor. <3

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It’s the early evening, the golden glow shining through the windows is casting the house in an alluring warm hue. Josh has been gone most of the day working on the many projects for the upcoming album.

 You miss him tremendously. You’re longing to have him near; you’re craving his touch particularly bad tonight. You keep catching yourself thinking about his hands and how well they search your body. They’re so strong and intentional with every touch. It feels like a lightning strike through your body with every graze of his fingertips.

 He’s coming home soon and you’re already plotting your scheme.

 You start to doll yourself up, putting on little touches of makeup and fixing your hair in a set of effortless curls.

 It doesn’t take much to drive Josh crazy for you, but there’s one dress in particular that sets him off every time. In fact, it’s a rule that you aren’t allowed to wear it out in public anymore because he can’t seem to control himself. The dress is tight and quite short, nearly revealing it all every time you move even slightly. The back of it is completely open with the straps crossing in the back tied with a small bow. It’s black and adorned with small white roses. It hugs your body in all the right ways, and it looks really, really good on you.

 So, naturally, you eagerly grab the dress that’s tucked away in the back of your closet. You put it on and smile widely at your reflection and instantly think to yourself, ‘he’s going to lose his damn mind.’

 Before you know it, you hear the front door unlock. Your stomach is full of butterflies, but you do your best to maintain composure as he walks in. You greet him very nonchalantly, paying no mind to the fact that you’re donning the dress.

 “Hi, baby! How did everything go today?”

 He’s staring at you with wide eyes, looking at you with pure lust-filled confusion.

 “It, uh, it went well, I guess.”

 He sets his keys down on the table in the foyer and moves his way across the living room to you, never taking his tired eyes off your body.

 “What’s the occasion, my dear?”

 He moves closer, grabbing your waist with intensity and pressing his face in the crook of your neck. His lips faintly connect with the skin under your ear. You shudder at his touch but still manage to keep up your façade.

 “Oh, this old thing? I just found it in the closet and felt like trying it on. No big deal, really.”

 His fingertips tighten around your waist as he moves his lips closer to your ear. His voice becomes low and heavy, deep and hardly above a whisper.

 “You know what this little ensemble does to me, sweetheart.”

 He attaches his lips to your neck with vigor, causing you to momentarily break character as your body trembles. His hands move down slowly to your thighs to play with the hem of your dress. He starts to move them up under the fabric until you abruptly stop him by grabbing his forearms.

 “I want to try something.”

 His lips have yet to leave your neck, only stopping to respond to your inquiry.

 “Yeah? I’m listening, lovely.”

 You want to test him and see how far you can take it. He’s quite handsy, and you love how desperately he needs to touch every part of your body. You know that this will drive him over the edge and make him even more desperate to touch every part of you.

 “Go sit on the couch and put your hands behind your back.”

 He looks at you curiously with a large smirk gracing his flushed lips.

 He takes a seat on the sofa, obeying your command and holding his hands behind him as he leans against the cushion.

 You slowly make your way over to him, being sure to make it a bit of a show as you swing your hips. You gradually lift your dress up, ever so slightly revealing your black lace panties before you straddle yourself on his lap. He starts to move his hands to touch you, but you stop him.

 “I want to try a ‘no hands’ kind of challenge. You must keep them behind your back while I kiss you, and if you move them, I’ll stop.”

 Josh lightly groans and shifts his hips upwards, sending a harsh thrust to your body as you can feel him begin to harden instantly. You’re breathless at the sensation and eager to see how far this little game will take the two of you. A devious grin graces his face, his amber eyes becoming heavy and dark.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to regret this little game. But I’ll play along.”

 It’s rare that Josh lets you take control during these fervorous moments between the two of you. He has quite the dominant side to him, and if you’re being honest with yourself, you wouldn’t have it any other fucking way.

 You’re infatuated with every part of him, especially the part that takes control and pleasures you in ways you never thought possible.

 Sometimes, though, you liked to rile him up, to test his dominant side. Tease him relentlessly until he can’t stand it any longer and really lets you have it.

 He knew exactly what you were doing, and he’s ready to give you just what you want.

 You start kissing him with intense desire. Your hands cup his face while you explore his hungry mouth with your tongue. You start to move your kisses to his jawline, one of your favorite spots, licking and sucking on the tight skin.

 He hasn’t even tried to move his hands yet. Dammit. Time to amp things up.

 You start kissing the spot under his ear, licking his earlobe where his silver hoop rests between kisses. You know this drives him mad, and his reaction tells you he’s beginning to lose control.

 You decide to turn things up one more notch. You begin moving your body, grinding yourself on his lap. You feel him start to twitch, his breathing becoming labored and staggered.

 “Baby…you’re only making this worse for yourself…”

 His voice is becoming more sinister, more possessive, more domineering. You feel his arms tense up as he’s fighting the urge to grab you.

 You’ve got him right where you want him. Just a bit more taunting and he’ll give it up.

 You suck dark marks all over his neck, moving your hands to his hair and lightly pulling. Your movement becomes vigorous against his lap, and you feel yourself starting to tremble at the sensation.

 “I don’t think you can keep this up much longer, baby. I can feel how wet you are, you’re shaking. How much longer ‘til you let me take care of you, huh?”

 He’s starting to find the loophole in your plan. He’ll get you to give in and give this whole thing up, taking over his place as the one in control.

 And fuck, if you didn’t want that so badly.

But you’re not ready to give in. Not yet. You have to see how far he’ll let you go.

 “You’re being so good for me, Joshy.”

 You manipulate your voice to sound much more composed than you actually are, trying to keep up this semblance of control when in reality you’ve never been more ready for him to ravish you.

 You up the ante once more, knowing this will more than likely be what does him in.

 You reach down between your bodies and grope him through his khaki shorts, evoking a strong reaction from him.

 “That’s it, y/n.”

 He moves his hands from behind his back and grabs your waist, flinging you off him and laying you on your back on the couch. It all happened so quickly; you didn’t even have time to retaliate.

 He makes up for lost time, maneuvering his hands to every inch of your body with potency. He bunches the fabric of your dress up to your hips, not wanting to waste the time to take it off completely. His fingers dip down to the black lace still covering your soaked pussy.

 “Look at that, sweet girl. You’ve got yourself all worked up. What shall we do about that, hm?”

 You giggle breathlessly, unable to form words due to the anticipation of what is about to happen.

 “Uh uh. Tell me. Tell me what we need to do about it. You did this to yourself, sweetheart. Now use your words and tell me what you want, or I’ll stop.”

 The roles have officially reversed. He’s played you with your own game. And you love it.

 “I want you to use those incredible hands of yours all over me..”

 You meet his lips with a few small pecks.

 “..and your mouth..”

 The kisses deepen.

 “and your cock…”

 He’s smirking against your lips as his hands begin to delve into exploring every crevice of your body.

 He grabs your neck, squeezing lightly but with enough force to cause your breath to hitch. His other hand has bunched your dress all the way up to your stomach. He traces his fingers down the expanse of your belly, stopping right above the waistband of your panties, then moving to your exposed hip.

 The hand on your neck moves down slowly to your chest. He grabs your breast through the fabric still covering it, kneading with his firm fingers and brushing his thumb over your nipple.

 His lips travel down to your neck, sucking large love marks in the skin, softly biting and licking in between marking you up.

 He pulls off your neck with a ‘pop’ from his mouth. Your skin is soaked from him.

 “As much as I want to rip this cute little dress off of you, I think you should keep it on to remember why you’re not allowed to wear it in this first place.”

 His hand on your hip moves back to your aching pussy still covered with black lace.

 “Oh I think you’ve ruined these, sweetheart. What a shame. I love these on you.”

 He pulls your panties all the way down your legs and throws them somewhere on the floor, leaving your wetness fully exposed. His fingers waste no time toying with you, rubbing hard and slow circles over and around your clit. Your body shakes and quivers with each movement of his fingertips.

 His middle and ring fingers slide down to push past your entrance and fuck into you with intensity, his palm creating delicious friction against your clit.

 His hands are so skilled, so strong; you feel like melting under his every touch. His long fingers immediately hit that place deep inside you that only he knows is there, that can only be reached by his touch.

 You’re already so close. A melody of powerful moans escapes you, and you don’t even bother silencing them. You feel yourself tightening around his fingers when they suddenly slow to an agonizing halt. His deep and taunting voice grabs your attention away from his stilled movement.

 “Already? You that needy for me, baby?”

 His face just barely above yours, his warm breath tickling your skin in the most glorious way.

 “Josh please, please don’t stop…I need you so bad..”

 “Oh, you sound so pretty when you beg for me.”

 His fingers start moving again, picking up their pace and you’re right back to where you were before he stopped.

 The waves of pleasure come crashing over you like a tsunami. Your whole body tenses up under his touch, shaking uncontrollably, your back arched completely off the couch, bending to his will to please you. He keeps going, fucking his delectable fingers into you through each pulse and throb of your body.

 You’re almost faint at the sensation. Josh pulls his fingers out and brings them up to your lips. You open for him as he places them on your tongue and you suck them in, tasting yourself and moaning at the feeling of them in your mouth.

 “That was a big one, yeah? I felt you tighten up so hard around me. You think you can handle more, sweetheart?”

 You nod and hum around his fingers that are still tucked away, splayed across your tongue.

 “Good, ‘cause I’m not done with you yet.”

 Josh lifts you up on your knees, your elbows resting against the back of the couch. He stands behind you in admiration as you spread yourself for him. He gives a soft slap to your hip, kneeling to the ground at eye level with your throbbing core as his hands grab your thighs.

 “You’re so pretty and pink after you’ve been played with, baby.”

 He delivers velvet kisses to the backs of your thighs, slowly making his way to where you need his swollen lips the most.

 His lips move closer and closer, until he finally lands a deep kiss to your desperately wet pussy.

 His tongue laps at you without relent, his lips encompass your swollen clit.

 “You feel so fucking good Josh, fu-”

 You’re already close again. Your moans are deafening at the slight over stimulation that is nothing but elating.

 “J-Josh…please don’t, please don’t stop I’m so close…”

 Your body is trembling, barely able to hold yourself steady as your second release washes over you.

 He stands up and his face meets your shoulder, feeling your wetness all over his facial hair.

 “You taste so sweet, y/n. I could eat you up over and over.”

 You’re short of breath, still coming down from your climax.

 He leaves kisses on your shoulder as you hear him unzip his shorts.

 “Think you can handle my cock, darling?”

 “Y-yes, please. I need you inside me so bad.”

 He places his head at your entrance. He’s unbelievably hard, and you smile at knowing it’s all because of your pleasure.

 “Needy little thing, aren’t you? You gonna cum for me again, hm?”

 He’s barely nudging at you. You’re practically pushing yourself against him.

 “Joshy please fuck me. I need to feel you, please…”

 With that, he slowly pushes into you all the way, filling you completely and perfectly.

 “Fuck, y/n. You’re so tight, sweet girl.”

 He starts thrusting, building up his pace until he’s slamming himself into you.

 His hands are moving up and down your body, pushing on your back, grabbing at your hair, holding on to your hip. These hands that you love so much; these hands that turn you on instantly. They’ve not stopped exploring you and pleasing you. You can’t get enough of his fucking hands.

 He’s fucking you with so much rough passion and desire. Your body is on fire with pleasure.

 He lifts you gently by your hair, bringing your back up to rest against him.

 “I’m close baby. Give me one more, yeah? Then I’ll fill you up real good. Just one more for me, need to feel you cum on my cock.”

 His fingers sneak down to your clit, rubbing impossibly fast circles.

 “I’m gonna cum again, Josh..oh god please don’t stop.”

 He’s moaning beautifully in your ear as his peak is almost reached, causing you to let go around him, cumming even harder than either time before.

 “Fuck, y/n, that’s it baby. FUCK!”

 He finally meets his own release, spilling his warmth inside of you, twitching with each pulse of your body.

 You both stay just like this for a few minutes catching your breath and basking in this moment together.

 He gently pulls out of you, causing you to slump down on the couch. You’re absolutely spent, having been pleasured beyond all imagination.

 He lays down beside you. He faces you and brushes your disheveled hair out of your face, giggling at your fucked out state.

 “I didn’t break you, did I?”

 You laugh breathlessly, “Not quite.”

 “I love you a lot, you know.”

 “I love you too, Josh. So damn much.”

 He glides his hand over your cheekbones and rubs his thumb over your bottom lip, smiling at you.

 “I know exactly what you were doing, by the way.”

 “What are you talking about?”

 “Your little ‘no hands’ game. Maybe next time, you’re the one that can’t use your hands. Maybe we tie them behind your back. How does that sound, hm?”

 You bite your lip to hold back the smile that is trying to grace your lips at the thought of him taking your game to the next level.

 “Sounds great, Joshy. As long as your sexy hands are free the whole time.”

He smiles, knowing just how much his hands drive you crazy.

“Well then, you better keep this dress in a safe place.”

Part 2

Masterlist

#josh kiszka x reader #josh kiszka smut #josh kiszka fic #greta van fleet fic #josh kiszka fan fic #gvf fic #josh kiszka #josh fic #greta van fleet #greta van fleet smut

[eggtartz]

✧ 25th October ✧

Shanks // Nanny (f! nanny reader)

kinktober masterlist

warnings : can you tell i haven't watched or read one piece before, dilf shanks, riding, creampie

his precious uta always had to be left behind during his adventures, fearing he'll be in her way of her singing career. shanks was aware of her passion and taking her with him would only prevent that which he would hate to do. so what he has resolved to is leaving her with a trusted nanny. he was away for longs terms but dear it knew, one day, she'll see her beloved father and captain's crew sailing back home again. but until then, she will wait patiently.

you were her nanny and basically treated her like a little sister. "uta, are you composing more songs again?" you tilted your head, frowning as the adorable child is not resting from creatung her masterpiece "no y/n! i gotta finish this before shanks come home! i want him to be the first one to listen!" her circular braids shoot up like bunny ears. "well, okay but make sure to have your lunch and your nap okay?" you said gently as she yelled an 'okay'.

as you were folding the clothes you could hear a commotion from the shorelines and watched as a big ship, the flag soaring in the wind. "shanks!" you smiled at the sight of the captain, his smile as sweet as you remember, the scar along his eyes just adds to his attractiveness. "uta! come, the captain is back!" you yelled as she shrieked "he is?! shanks!" the excited child spent no time to lunge at him to hug him, a quite bizarre display of affection in public but shanks warmly held her in one hand. "looks like someone missed me, huh?" he teased, bopping her nose that made her giggle.

he walked back to home while you chatted with the red hat crew "party?" you recalled that made shanks turned "yup! we're gonna have party tonight because why not?" his cheekily smiled as uta forced him to bring her as well. settling down at the humbled abode, you bought on shanks belongings and placed them in his room as you could hear laughter and giggles of his daughter from the other side of the room. "captain, would you want something to drink?" you said as you headed to the kitchen. the man followed behind you as he went closer and took a sniff of your neck "you smell a little too good" he commented as you swatted him away.

"oh please, stop the teases" you smiled as you poured him a drink "how are you, y/n? she hasn't been causing too much trouble, has she?" he raised a brow as you shook your head. "she's a sweetheart, actually. currently composing a song for you" you smiled "for me? oh i'm flattered" he moved from his chair and moved to your back, latching himself close to your body "i miss both of you too much" his hand grabbed your waist as you made a small squeak. "you wanna help me with some stuff later on, pretty girl?" he used that tone again, that slutry tone you know you can't escape.

"uta is still here, shanks. she'll-"

"later on, at the party. deal?" he quickly cut you off. you turned around as he squeezed your butt with one hand and spanked it once before walking away. "be there, doll."

that night, the crews were rowding the bar as you sat with uta who was standing on the table while singing. you looked up at her, the juice you had in your hand sipped slowly. "hey, y/n. mind if i steal you for a bit?" you turned around to see rogers as you nodded. he bought you outside where shanks was waiting, his clothes getting blown away by the gentle breeze.

"i was summoned?" you mischievously asked, knowing what the older man wants. he smiles "is it too forward to say i really miss you?"

"me or something else, captain?"

"cheeky, huh? sit down doll, help your old man out" he said as you giggled. he man spread his legs as you situated yourself perfectly on his lap, always fitting there. always has and always will. "skirt up" he said, one hand caressing your hip as you lifted your skirt, revealing your white panties. "oh, have i missed this sight" he groaned, bringing yourself to rub on him as you whimpered. "oh.. can we just put it in? i stretched myself real good, i promise"

"you already have? what a good girl you are" he said giddily as you lowered yourself around him. the first stretch was intense as you frowned. he buried his nails around your waist as your warms insides wrapped around his length for the first time in so long. shanks can't even phantom how many times he has jerked himself to the memories of you and now that he's back, he isn't going to waste another minute.

"bounce harder, girl. yeah, you're doing good" he groaned as your hands rested in his shoulders. the outline of your bra was see through the white dress you're wearing and shanks ripped the fabric with his teeth. he engulfed one nipple into his mouth, swirling it with his tongue. "oh! shanks.. so rough.." you whined as his teeth grazed through the bud. he took the other one in his mouth, repeating the cycle.

"you look so pretty impaled to my dick. you're gonna make me cum, doll" he smiled tenderly as you squeeze your eyes shut, breathing hitched. "oh! shanks!" you rubbed your clit while bouncing on his cock, leaving the man a mess as his dick is getting clenched and he's going to cum any second now.

"you miss me that much?" he still cheekily asked. "yes i did.. fuck! i missed you so much" your bouncing was getting sloppier as shanks thrusted upwards "how much?" he started his rough pace "a.. a lot.." your brain was foggy, his cock thundering in and out left you mewling and wanting more. your eager cunt was milking him as he felt the pressure building, his hands were on your waist still as he frowned. his gorgeous red hair was blowing in the air, the scar adorning his eyes was wrinkling when he frowned.

you looked at him with awe as you slumped againts him, your pussy twitching as he came inside. he moved your face to kiss him, a soft yet passionate kiss with impaling his tongue inside yours. he looked at you while he panted, hands soothingly rubbed your back. "let's go back, hm?"

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece smut #one piece fanfiction #one piece imagine #shanks #shanks smut #shanks x reader #shanks x y/n #shanks imagine #kinktober entry ♡˖

[retrieve-the-kraken]

I don’t know if someone has already said this, but to me sending Wilhelm to Hillerska was never about him adopting the right routines or learning responsibilities. And it wasn’t, like the Queen said, about keeping him from scandalous situations or making sure that they don’t arise. Sure, maybe it was a part of it, but not the only reason. Ultimately, it was about keeping Wilhelm a secret.

Tucked away in the middle of nowhere in a boarding school where the press can’t catch a whiff of anything, and it can’t damage the image of the monarchy. What happens in Hillerska stays in Hillerska, and the Queen knows this very well, having attended there. She talks about going to wild parties at the Palace and being aware of the culture of drinking and drugs and sex and partying, because it’s encouraged. It is an environment that fosters secrecy, that enables bad behavior and keeping it under wraps, it is part of the code, both the Royal code and the Hillerska code.

So Wilhelm could do whatever he wanted over there, he could be as wild as he had been before, he could do anything, hook up with anyone, the important thing was that it would stay out of the news, out of the public eye.

Except that it didn’t.

(It was a particularly big deal that the video, “the truth”, was revealed by August, one of the strongest advocates for the secrecy code, the one that claims that they could kill someone and get away with it… so for him to break the code of secrecy is brutal… but it’s worth pointing out that he only did it after Wilhelm broke the code himself, when he revealed in front of the members of the secret Society that August had financial problems. An eye for an eye…)

So maybe the whole commotion regarding the video being public wasn’t so much about Wilhelm being queer, although it probably was in part, but mostly it was about him being queer on a video spread all over the internet. It was about how public it got, how very un-secret it became.

And the only way that the Royal Court resolves to fix this secret coming out is to cover it with more lies. The show itself opens with a lie, when Wilhelm has to give a statement saying that he’s willingly going to Hillerska, and the season ends with him lying about being in the video, hiding his own identity, having to pretend that August wasn’t behind everything, and having to hide his relationship with Simon. Then season 2 is about him dealing with the aftermath of all of that, with complying with the secrecy, being offered new ways to stay secret (Nils and his invitation to Verbier, to hook up with men that will be discreet, etc).

Wilhelm is never really okay with secrecy, he is an advocate for privacy. He doesn’t want to say anything but he doesn’t want to hide either. He is not ashamed of his sexuality, but he is worried about how it reflects on the monarchy, on his family, his brother, and he is stressed about having to maintain appearances, having to hide his anxiety, having to be a public figure, having to be basically perfect, or at least perceived as perfect.

Wilhelm is very aware and a victim of the toxic masculinity around him, and it makes me wonder where he gets it from: from little things like when he looks annoyed when August talks about getting with Felice before she develops self-esteem (to which, to my dismay, Erik did laugh) or being affectionate with his brother or being a perfect gentleman when Felice kissed him and when she apologized for kissing him, to bigger things like being close friends with Felice and refusing to participate in “on the table” and of course, revealing his relationship with Simon on national television.

(Wilhelm does, unfortunately, play into the toxic masculinity a lot this season, because that is what often happens in toxic environments, in masculine competitive culture. You have to “play the game” if you want to survive, and Wilhelm sees that the only way to get revenge on August is to play the same game: playing with power, taking away power, being dominant when he wants to get into the party and when he dismantles the seniority hierarchy in the dining hall, when he challenges August knowing that he has him “by the balls”, cheating during training, lying to Alexander… and ultimately pointing a gun at August. All of these things are enabled by the environment of Hillerska, and they work for a while, but they definitely don’t work with Simon. What ultimately helps Wilhelm get Simon back is showing all the non-toxic qualities that he already possessed: being kind, being honest, owning up to his mistakes, being patient, giving him space, letting him go, even if it hurts like hell… It’s obvious that Wilhelm is not perfect, but fortunately Wilhelm never aims for perfect, he aims for good.)

(It’s worth mentioning that, as a monarch and as a former student of Hillerska, Kristina was probably a victim and a perpetrator of the same toxic masculinity, competitive culture, because as a woman in a male dominated world, she probably also felt that she had to play the game. She continues to enable this culture by maintaining the secrecy code, to her own detriment and the detriment of her son, but she probably knows no other way. But we’ve already talked at length about this. EDIT: I forgot to add that I think that’s part of the reason why she looks so disconcerted and tense when Wilhelm says what he says during his speech, because she’s scared, because she’s aware that it’s a toxic man’s world out there, and it’s particularly harsh and toxic for anyone who doesn’t fit into the masculinity role, that means women like her, queers like Wilhelm, and minorities like Simon… )

Simon also likes his privacy, he doesn’t need to be public with Wilhelm, until the whole thing comes out, and Wilhelm is forced to lie. Then of course he feels awful, like he’s some dirty little secret. He doesn’t understand that that’s just how Hillerska works, how the monarchy works, that is the secrecy code, and he doesn’t understand the pressure that Wilhelm is under to continue to uphold that code. That is until he has a secret of his own to hide, the drugs he stole from his father, and that he has to protect himself and his family. When he finally understands that the secrecy is a monster that he will never defeat, he realizes that maybe it’s not worth fighting it anymore, the important thing is to be with Wilhelm, to be able to love him, no matter what, even if it has to be in secret. As long as there are no more secrets between them.

And that’s when it hits Wilhelm. The moment that Simon tells him that he’s okay with being a secret, is the moment that Wilhelm realizes that he is not okay with that, that he doesn’t want any more secrets at all. He realizes that he will always be trapped in one lie after the other, always be a victim of the secrecy code, unless he puts a stop to it.

So he tells the truth. The ultimate truth. “It was me in the video. Me and Simon. I lied because it was private. But it’s me.” In one single moment the video goes from a raunchy sex tape to a horrible violation of privacy, he condemns the “unknown” perpetrator of this violation, he makes it seem that it was his choice to lie and absolves the Monarchy from having forced him to lie, he advocates for privacy, he regains control of the narrative for himself and for Simon, he condemns secrecy, and he sets himself free.

The truth will always set you free.

Or at least we hope.

#young royals #young royals analysis #young royals thoughts #young royals s2 spoilers #young royals season 2 #yr s2 spoilers #prince wilhelm

[ingravinoveritas]

What do you make of David sayin he’s an ally, not an active participant (in queer subcultures)?

Did he come out as straight? I’m not sure anyone has ever asked him directly, not that he needs to give any explanations, I’m just curious because he gives off such a queer vibe even when he’s been married forever.

https://www.attitude.co.uk/culture/david-tennant-on-the-spice-girls-spiceworld-movie-was-being-developed-before-they-even-released-a-single-459815/

Oh, my Asks/DMs have been blowing up over this one. I did have a chance to read this interview with David (is it me, or is he doing nonstop press lately?) and...wow. Definitely enjoyable, and noticeably more unhinged/queer than most of his other interviews (which makes sense, given that Attitude is an LGBTQ-focused publication). But let's get a screenshot up of the most talked about bit, so we can discuss:

Obviously there is a lot going on here, so I'm just going to go with what stood out to me most. I don't think there is anything in the world less surprising than David naming bears first, given certain preferences of his (which I've discussed several times previously on my blog).

What's really interesting though is that the question was asking about queer subcultures, but all of the ones David listed are used primarily (AFAIK, though someone please do correct me if I am wrong) in mlm/gay male relationships. "Queer" can be many things, after all--gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, ace--and yet when David heard "queer subcultures" he specifically went for the mlm/gay ones, and that definitely feels like an interesting choice.

The second thing that I felt was worth discussing is that a lot of the reactions I've seen to this is people saying how adorably clueless David is, or how "he's a little confused, but he's got the spirit." And I'm sort of perplexed by this because we are talking about an almost 53-year-old man here, and I believe he knows damn well what all of those terms/subcultures are.

It's been brought to my attention (from what I would consider a very trustworthy source) that David is not at all as technologically illiterate as he pretends to be. Instead, it's actually part of a persona that he puts on to avoid dealing with issues that would arise from people knowing he is online. I had an inkling of this just from Georgia saying David was the one who set up all the equipment for when they filmed Staged at home (because why would such a task be put in the hands of someone who is hopeless with technology?). But having this confirmed also aligns with David creating a fake personal assistant in the early days of his career so he wouldn't have to fulfill certain social obligations, and to put a barrier between his real self and the world.

So why, then, wouldn't the same pattern possibly apply here?

I know there also tends to be this image of David as a "bumbling, goofy dad" type, and that's definitely part of him and what makes him so charming. But I don't think he is a fool, either--especially not after listening to him talk about Shakespeare or politics or anything else at length--and I think he certainly knows how to answer these types of questions. I think David is more than clever enough to give answers that are cheeky but not revealing, because he knows the purpose of all this is to promote the BAFTAs, not to be a deep, probing exposé on the life and times of David Tennant.

Which then brings me to the big, gay elephant standing in the middle of the room--a.k.a., "I'm an ally rather than an active participant." (Again...so many interesting word choices going on here, and none of it feels like an accident.)

Going back to what I mentioned about the focus of these interviews, I'd like to point out one notable thing that David himself said in the Radio Times interview earlier this week:

This, I think, sums up what we are seeing in all of these interviews: The version of David that he feels is safe to present to the world. He makes it clear as well that he is not going to reveal areas of his personal life while up on stage, and I would say that the same thing applies to these interviews. (It also speaks volumes that in the year 2024, the version of himself he feels safe presenting in these interviews is one who fully knows what bears and twinks--sorry, twinkies--are.)

So no, I don't think David is coming out as straight. I don't think he's coming out as anything, in fact, because he knows these interviews are not the place for that to happen. And I think that saying he is an ally but not an active participant makes the most sense as an answer for a public interview, but neither that nor being in a straight-passing relationship necessarily makes him any less potentially queer.

To reiterate what I said above, there is no one way to be queer. For some people, being queer absolutely can mean going to leather bars and participating in subcultures. But for other people, "queer" can mean something very different. It can mean being a Kinsey 2 just floating along doing your thing until you meet that one person who changes everything. The person who makes you go, "I've usually been more into this and not as much into this...but I'm definitely into you." It can mean being attracted to/falling for someone--a co-star, maybe?--that you never expected to feel that way about. And if David is queer, maybe that also means not shying away from anything, but at the same time not wanting to take the spotlight off the awards and the nominees celebrating one of the most important nights of their lives.

Those are my thoughts on the Attitude interview and David's answers, at any rate. Happy as always to hear from my followers with your takes. Thank you for writing in! x

#achioteandlime #unforgivablengk #reply post #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #BAFTAs 2024 #attitude magazine #interview #i don't know why people would expect him to say 'I'm screwing Michael Sheen on the side' in a random interview #but it seems like anything less than that means it can't be true #also 'not an active participant' is like the most bottom thing he could have possibly said #there's something slutty in the state of Denmark #and not beating the allegations #and it's David Tennant #let people be who they are #bisexuality #thoughts #discourse

[lawsofchaos1]

Shadowhunter Promptlet: The Piano

A young Alec, overwhelmed by everything Maryse and Robert have dropped himself into his lap, runs away from the Institute- just for a few hours- to see what it would be like to be a mundane child. To see what it would be like to live with no responsibility, without parents who leave their bruises on his skin.

Somehow, Alec accidentally finds himself in a piano lesson with a bunch of other children and he discovers music.

Having learned the basics, Alec knows better than to ever reveal it to anyone at the Institute. But, over the years, he sneaks away a few careful hours at a time. He finds public pianos in the parks or he slips into unlocked middle schools, or, later, unlocked high schools or colleges, blending in and sneaking into their practice rooms to bring the music in his head to life.

Alec never tells anyone, not even Jace, about his escape. Jace has always been different and just because it's okay for him to play music, doesn't mean it's okay for Alec.

One day, Magnus and Alec are visiting one of Magnus' warlock friends and Alec, with permission, goes to explore a few nearby rooms while Magnus and his friend catch up. He doesn't dare even sit down on the bench when he finds the piano, but he knows that this room is too far for them to hear, so he plays.

Magnus walks in without Alec noticing at first, but when Alec catches movement out of the corner of his eye and turns, he's frozen.

[Teenage HOTI-Alec with his mundane accidental-piano-friends below the cut]

Imagine a fifteen-year old Alexander Lightwood, overwhelmed from his recent installation as Acting Head, sneaking into the local high school band room to practice on their piano. Imagine Alec meeting this group of kids who basically adopt him and keep claiming him as their brother/visiting cousin/best friend from another high school whenever anyone else pops into the practice room and asks who this random kid is who definitely doesn't go here.

The tattoos and leather jacket make Alec incredibly popular with the teen girls going after the bad boy and Ryan, Haley, and Alison find Alec's total and utter obliviousness to them absolutely hilarious.

But, the little trio also sees his constant injuries and how exhausted he is all the time and one day Haley kind of snaps and pulls a fuzzy blanket out of her backpack and demands Alec take a nap while she practices Braham's lullaby.

(Alec acquiesces and the trio subtly collates a list of the songs that Alec will sleep through while they play. A few times here and there Alec will creep into the practice room, shadows both in and under his eyes, and he won't even try to put fingers to piano- just tentatively pulls out the blanket from Haley's backpack that is now undeniably his and curls up in the corner to sleep fitfully while Ryan guards the door.)

They see how lonely he looks sometimes, how burdened, and the trio drags him out for milkshakes and tell horrible jokes until Alec truly laughs - looking honestly surprised that that sound even came out of his mouth.

And Ryan doesn't make a big deal of it, but he sees how Alec keeps stroking his Haley's blanket between his fingers, enjoying the softness. The next day, Ryan starts keeping a large black hoodie he found made out of the softest material he's ever felt in his tuba case, waiting for the next time they walk into what has become their practice room after school to find Alec lurking in the corner.

(Ten years later, Alec still wears that sweater whenever he needs some extra comfort.)

The night after the wedding-that-wasn't and before Malec's first date, Alec climbs up the fire escape to the 34th floor of and apartment building in Queens and knocks on Haley's window. He then proceeds to have a Gay Panic on her and Alison's couch before they calm him down and convince him to go woo his man.

A year after that, Alec is a groomsman at Ryan’s wedding and Ryan is suddenly stuck trying to explain to his wife why they have a lovely package of custom daggers as a wedding present.

A few months after Magnus finds Alec hardly daring to touch his friend's piano, Haley, Ryan, and Alison are invited to the loft for dinner. Magnus can barely contain the joy and love in his heart as Alec and the trio recount the stories of their meeting and the blatant shenanigans they got up to over the years. Yet, Magnus' heart is somehow even more full as he watches the four friends troop over to the newly installed piano in Alec and Magnus' living room, trading off playing each other's favorite songs until long into the night.

#malec #shadowhunters #lawsofchaos rambles #alec lightwood deserves nice things #promptlet #fanfiction

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Yes hi hello it’s 2am and I am VIBRATING from the amount of sweet tea I’ve had today if you see any typos no you don’t please and thank you ❤️

Part 1 | . . . | Part 62 | Part 63 | Part 64

She turns to face him, raising a hand from where she’s cradling a glass of water to rub at her nose. “Hey.”

His heart breaks at the look on her face, the tears in her eyes. He walks closer and nudges her shoulder with his. “Nightmare?”

Robin sighs. “Kinda? Mostly just… I’m not really sure what to do now, y’know? Now that it’s over, and we know it’s over?”

“I know,” he agrees, stealing her water, because he knows it’ll make her smile. It does. “I think all we can do is just… keep on going, y’know? Take it one day at a time.”

She sighs, leans against him. “And I’m being selfish.”

He hums, tucks her under his arm. “How so?”

“I’m worried you and Eddie are gonna happen and you’ll just… forget about me. Which I know you won’t, but. I don’t know. It’s not even logical, and I know it’s not logical, but I’m still worried about it.”

“Nah,” Steve says. “I get it. Y’know I worried the same thing when you started talking to Vickie?”

She gapes at him. “You never said anything!”

He chuckles. “Yeah. Maybe I should’ve, I dunno. But I didn’t, and it turns out I was worried for nothing. I don’t know if Eddie and I are gonna be anything. But I know you and me? We’re forever.”

“Yeah,” she murmurs, leaning further against him. “I know. I’m just being dumb.”

“Are not,” he protests, jostling her a bit. “If I don’t get to say that about myself, you don’t get to say it about yourself.”

She grins up at him and steals her water back. “Deal.”

“Think you’re ready to go back to bed?”

“Only if I’m the big spoon.”

“Deal,” he chuckles, and together they walk back to the living room.

They lay down between El and Eddie—El had rolled over closer to Alli, who had started cuddling her—and something in Steve’s chest cracks when Eddie, still fully asleep, rolls over closer to him.

“Night, Robbie,” he whispers, smiling when he feels her forehead against the back of his neck, her arm around his waist.

“Night, Steve.”

The next time he wakes up, it’s just him and Eddie in the fort. Eddie’s sprawled halfway on top of him, and Steve’s got his arms around Eddie’s waist, like he’s a teddy bear.

He lifts a hand to rub his eyes, running the other gently up Eddie’s spine until he starts to wake up.

Eddie cracks an eye open, squints at Steve, and closes his eye again. “Mm-mm,” he mumbles. “‘S too early.”

“The girls are already up.”

“Don’ care.”

“There’s probably breakfast.”

“Not hungry.”

Steve chuckles. “I am. Can I get up?”

Eddie frowns like the very idea is preposterous. “No. You’re warm.”

Despite his words, Eddie rolls off of Steve, stretching his arms up and groaning a little before relaxing again. “‘S there coffee?”

“If there’s not, there can be,” Steve promises. “C’mon. There’s a spare toothbrush in the bathroom, I’m not kissing you until you brush your teeth.”

“Meanie,” Eddie pouts, rolling over to hide his face in a pillow before groaning and pushing himself up. “But alas, if I must brush my teeth-”

“You must,” Steve agrees. “Would it sweeten the pot if I said first one to the bathroom gets a-”

“Steven!” Robin shrieks.

“I was gonna say kiss!” Steve complains, winking at Eddie. “We just saved the world, Robbie, cut me some slack.”

“Yeah, and you got torn up in the process, dingus, you don’t need to be doing anything right now.”

Steve rolls his eyes, softening when Eddie lays a hand on his arm. “She’s right,” he says apologetically, then leans in with a lascivious grin to whisper. “But maybe I’m feeling generous. Why don’t we head to the bathroom and find out?”

“God, shut up,” Steve gasps out, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

The entrance flap to the fort flips up to reveal Allison crouching there, grinning. “Hey, you two. Just a reminder that this is a public space, and I may not have experience disposing of bodies but I think Robin might, and between the two of us we can definitely figure it out.”

Steve rolls onto his back and throws an arm over his eyes with a groan. “I hate all of you,” he says, completely deadpan.

“Even me?” A small voice asks, and Steve peeks to see El by the entrance of the fort, shoulders hunched, eyebrows bunched.

“Never you,” Steve assures her, reaching for a hug that she gladly gives. “Sorry, Ellie.”

“It’s okay,” she answers, then frowns. “Why are they being mean? I think you and Eddie are nice together.”

“They think so too,” Steve assures her. “They’re just teasing, it’s alright.”

She stays silent, considering.

Later, she makes a decision.

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[mlbigbang]

2023 General Fic Rec List

It’s the end of the year which means it’s finally time for the ML Big Bang’s yearly fic rec lists! We’re really excited to bring you our contributors’ favourite fics started this year to supply you with plenty of reading material while you’re waiting for the Big Bang fics’ publication in January.

drowning (in plain sight) by @buggachat

Everybody had expected Monarch's defeat to be a moment of triumph. Nobody had expected Gabriel Agreste, unmasked and mind frayed from continual abuse of the miraculous, crying out to all who would listen and making Paris certain of one thing: His son, Adrien Agreste, is one of his sentimonsters. And now he's missing. Nobody can find him— not even the superheroes, and not even his closest friends. But Marinette, Nino, and Alya aren't ones to give up so easily. They'll find him, no matter what it takes. (But, geez, would it kill Chat Noir to lend a hand?)

I think most of the fandom already read this fic, but if you haven't, you should give it a try! The angst is balanced by how deeply Adrien's friends (including Plagg and Felix) care for him, and the reunion at the end is so touching.

all of your flaws and all of my flaws (are laid out one by one) by @coffeebanana

Ladybug and Marinette have both been acting strangely since Monarch's defeat, and Chat Noir would give anything to know why—to be able to help them. He just…didn't expect his answers to come when Ladybug drags him to his father's statue in the middle of the night along with a bag full of spray paint.

An incredibly cathartic scene set after the Season 5 finale that is a perfect mix of angst and hurt and comfort! All the emotions are so raw.

Dreaming Wide Awake by @uptoolateart

Gabriel died a hero. He sacrificed himself in the final battle against Monarch. Or so Adrien's been told. At least he has his mother there to help him through the grief. So what is this niggling feeling that this isn't how the story was meant to go? And why does he keep having flashes of another world that lies just beneath their own?

A fantastic follow-up to the Season 5 finale in which Adrien is dealing with the loss of his father, and his relationship with Marinette, in a reality that's not quite right. Incredibly emotional and moving.

All That Glitters by @trishacollins

After - After the dust settles, and things feel a little bit more...permanent. Nathalie thinks back on her mistakes. With Felix as close at hand as he is, she thinks one of them might be fixable.

Every fic should be a Sentibug fic, and that's why I rec this. I love that it runs with the finale of S5 and addresses various characters' feelings about senti stuff, which is the real big question hanging over the end of the season. Well, one of them :)

The moment I knew (I’d no choice but to love you) by @bbutterflies

“He’s dating me,” Nino said, taking Adrien’s hand in his own. Adrien could only stare back at him in shock. “How dare you all force him to come out?” Nino continued, glaring at the reporters. “That was disgusting.” He pulled Adrien over to the car, guided him in, and shut the door behind them. In the relative quiet and privacy of the backseat, Adrien finally processed what had just happened. “So… when were you going to tell me we were dating?”

It's fake dating, but with Adrino!! What's not to like?

The Parable of the Caller by nemali

A week after Hawk Moth’s identity has been revealed, Adrien finds himself with nowhere to go, nothing he can do, and worst of all, strange gaps in his memory he can’t explain. In a stroke of luck, he stumbles upon a burner phone filled with voicemails from one of the Saviors of Paris: Chat Noir himself, who disappeared following Hawk Moth’s arrest. But with each new voicemail Adrien listens to, he’s forced to confront the fact that there might be some kind of connection between himself and Chat Noir — and discovering it might leave him more broken than before.

It's subversion of so much. Adrien is the ex-Guardian. Adrien has lost his memories. There's been no reveal. He has no idea what this mysterious series of voicemails from Chat Noir means. A+++ read.

A Masked Game by @mysticraven20

For almost ten years Paris has been peaceful. No villains. No heroes. No hate. But, as always, peace never lasts forever and as a new threat takes over the city of love, there’s a change in the game where this time death is permanent. Adrien has been living full of hope after the worst years of his life. He’s free. He’s settled. But most importantly, he’s in love. After years of trying to find his calling everything came together the day he married his wife, or so he thought. Marinette still craved the companionship of her partner. It had been a decade since she’d seen him; the dull ache in her heart constantly asking what had happened to him. If only she had the opportunity to speak to him one more time. The chance for a reconnection appears when Paris’ heroes are needed again and as feelings begin to resurface so does the hate, love and lies. Ladybug and Chat Noir will need to find a new dynamic to make this work, saving not only their friends but also themselves, leaving Adrien and Marinette to risk everything in a need to survive.

Whodunit, murder mystery MLB fic from a great author exploring a new genre/style. Not just exploring, succeeding. Acing it. Wonderful story. As each chapter dropped, it really felt like the entire fandom was racing to read it first. Everyone was hooked. You should get hooked, too!

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[kissofthemis]

Hello!Can i request the nxx biys with a slightly weird s/o?

Like weird as in they're always happy and goofy 24/7 even in dangerous situations?Like maybe something happened to them in the past that made then this way(you can decide on what happened :D )

Oh,and can i be the K Anon?My keyboard lags a lot if i use emojis,so I hope you don't mind if I go by K Anon here :D

Sorry if this is a super long request it's just been brainrottingbin my head 24/7 and i don't have enough writting skills lmao

❤ Artem ❤

At first, he doesn't notice that you have a tendency to laugh off your pain or make morbid jokes. He thinks that he's just more uptight or strict than most people, so he suspects your behavior is actually more akin to how "normal" people act.

It's when you act blasé after a dangerous encounter that he realizes that this seems to be a unique trait, specific to you.

He specializes in criminal cases. He knows that people who feel threatened or have experienced dangerous situations can react in many different ways... but to be this carefree is not something he's seen before.

You don't lash out, but you don't withdraw. You don't scream or cry, but you aren't bottling your pain either. You're an anomaly.

"Mr. Wing, it's a dark world out there." He knows that. "If I'm too serious, I'll crumble." He's never heard you speak in such a flat, detached tone. "So I stay silly!"

He isn't going to pry into why you feel you have to laugh all the pain away, because he trusts you to tell him if/when you're ready.

He knows what it's like to mask his true feelings.

Instead he offers you his shoulder. "If you ever need to turn away from the shadows... I'll shield you if you need a moment to be vulnerable, before putting that smile back on your face."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💛 Luke 💛

Your smile and laugh make him warm inside. He likes that you can stay cheerful even when faced with stress or with gloomy situations.

He soon realizes that you're a bit too goofy, a bit too relaxed, a bit too much of a jokester. He's not mad about it, but he wants to figure out why you're this way.

At first he doesn't want to tell you he's investigating your behaviors. He's in detective mode and NSB agent mode at the same time; he won't ask for help nor reveal his intentions when he asks to spend more time with you.

He cares, but his pride can get in the way.

Finally he pieces together the puzzle, with clues and hints he obtained partially from you and partially from totally legitimate public sources, no hacking involved. (/s)

"You could've just asked me!" You laugh and wave him off. "It's no big deal!"

Luke gets stern with you. "You were subjected to immense psychological and physical abuse."

You just smile. "And you haven't been?" His scowl gets deeper. "Tell you what! Promise to look after me, so you don't have to worry about me getting trapped or endangered ever again! And then I'll be able to smile freely all the time!"

He reluctantly agrees.

Don't ask if the plush dog he gives you the next time you meet has a camera in it.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💜 Marius 💜

Your cheerful and carefree nature is what draws Marius to you in the first place.

He's constantly under stress. Whether it's school, tutoring, Z, or Pax, he always has some project pending and is subject to intense scrutiny.

You're a breath of fresh air from stuffy old men. You smile, you laugh, you play. He wants some of that l joy back in his life.

Unfortunately, trauma knows trauma. The more time he spends with you, the more he picks up on eccentricities that... don't quite line up with "innocence" the way he imagines it.

He understands the value of secrets and how they can protect others. He's had to keep secrets to protect his family, the company, reputations, wealth, you name it.

But he also wants to work on being more honest with himself, and that means being more honest with his closest friends. He doesn't have many friends, so he wants you to be able able confide in him the same way he can confide in you.

Of course, while he's a bold and bright businessman, he's a timid and inexperienced friend.

He'll try to tease and pout his way into your heart and mind. "Aww, are you laughing at me again, miss/mx/mister?" Tugging at your sleeves and your heartstrings. "Trying to trick me with a fake smile? Miss/mx/mister doesn't trust me..."

Turns out he has to be direct and blunt. You two end up having a heart to heart about your respective fears and struggles, the horrors you've faced, the sorrowful smiles and the humorous tears.

He comes up with an idea. "Here's a key to my studio. Want to turn pain and fear into something bright? Show me what you can paint."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💚 Vyn 💚

In case it wasn't readily apparent, Vyn picks up on your act instantly.

He's a psychiatrist. He doesn't know why you act this way, but he can figure out it's unnatural.

(Not to mention he enjoys card tricks. He's also good at perceiving sleight of hand and other "magic" that involves showing someone what you want them to see, instead of showing them the truth and mechanisms behind the magic.)

Instead of playing games or trying to snoop his way into your secrets, he just observes you.

He's skilled at sitting back and watching, waiting, picking up pieces and fitting them together.

You catch him by surprise, however, when you call him out on his behavior.

"Vyn, am I your patient or your friend?" You pout at him and fold your arms over your chest in a highly exaggerated manner, one that is almost comical in nature. You shift back into chuckles and spin around as you wait for his answer.

Your one moment of frustration could easily be brushed off as a joke, but Vyn hears there is actual hurt in your words.

"You are... quite the anomaly," he replies at last. "You wear both the masks of comedy and tragedy. I couldn't help but wonder which was your real face." He leans closer and whispers, "I want to see my friend's true face, beneath all the masks and pretenses. Is that so wrong, dear?"

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[lemon-muncher]

Hii! I have a request!

Can you write Sub!Bakugou and Sub!Midoriya getting fxcked by Male Reader? And can it be a threesome?

Thank you! <3

Submissive bakudeku is my favorite guilty pleasure

I will admit, writing threesomes or group sex is new for me so this might not be as good

Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou....

The two of them have your heart wrapped up in a nice pretty bow that they like to pull at nonstop. You knew before starting a relationship with the both of them, that their rivalry would be something to work on, but you never expect THIS!

They sat in your office covered in bruises from head to toe. Most people would assume it was from hero work because it is a dangerous profession. Yet, you, being their loving and loyal boyfriend knew different. " I thought I told you two to behave while on patrol..." You sat your desk with your back turned to them. It was embarrassing. How could the best heroes you know go and start fighting out in public when they're supposed to be patrolling. "B-but Y/N! Kacchan started it!" Izuku whined behind you with what you could guess was a big pout on his face. "Deku's just mad I can make you cum more than him!" A boisterous laugh echoed in the room. Of course, this is what they were fighting about. If it wasn't about being the number one hero, it was about you.

With a sigh, you rose from your desk, startling the two men. "Get changed and meet me in the car." You voice heavy with dread as you made your way out of your own office. Other pro heroes watched you stroll down the halls with condolences on their faces. They didn't know about your intimate relationship, but they knew you were the only one who could deal with the two men. "Just because I leave doesn't mean to start fighting again, dammit!" You yelled sensing your two lovers were brawling behind your back. A few apologizes were quickly murmured and fast footsteps headed towards the agency's locker room. Sighs left everyone's mouth.

The drive home was relatively quiet. You had Katsuki and Izuku sit in the back of your vehicle to prevent a fight from starting for who could seat in the passenger's seat while you drove. Other than Izuku's and Katsuki's quiet rambling with one another, the ride home was close to silent. You continuously looked back in your rear-view window to watch their antics. What they didn't know is that you knew their game way better than they knew yours. They would fight, get a reaction out of you and get railed to heaven and back by the end of the day. It's fair to say their tactics usually worked. But today.... Today, they decided to fight in public around civilians, the media, and other admirable pro heroes who viewed them in a bright light.

As you pulled in, their bickering stopped. A pair of red and green eyes stared into your figure. "Go get yourselves ready... You have five minutes." Your voice was stern, just the way they liked it. Almost at the speed of light, they ran into your shared house, stumbling over their own feet. It was amusing to say the least. "This'll be fun~

"Come on Kacchan! Y/N's gonna come in soon!" Through the crack of your shared bedroom, your lovers were completely naked. Their hands were tangled in each other's hair as their mouths fought for dominance over one another. Izuku tried to pull away as he forced his scared fingers farther into himself. Katsuki on the other hand pulled his partner closer to him, wanting to feel more friction against his naked body. " Don't care. What's that bastard gonna do, huh?" Katsuki huffed as he moved to start kissing down Izuku's throat. The combination of their moans and whimpers was like music to your ears. Undoubtedly, you were hard beyond belief. The sight of your ignorant boys could make anyone cum.

"What am I going to do, Katsuki?" Your voice was harsh as you pushed the door open to reveal yourself. They froze on your bed. "And Izuku... at least you listened to me. Prepping yourself like a good boy." The green haired pro hero blushed as his blonde counterpart stared at you in aw and embarrassment. "I was hoping you would both be good boys and listen to me but I guess Katsuki was having other plans." The blonde trembled as he imagined the things you could do to him. Would you spank him? Overstimulate or edge him? Maybe even use Izuku infront of him while he's restrained, who knows? His thoughts were cut off by your rough hand around his throat. His eyes darted from yours to Izuku's who was just as shocked and hand his hair gripped in your hand. "Unfortunately, I have to punish you both... you embarrassed me at work and I'm not feeling remorseful."

It was rather simple getting Katsuki to beg for forgiveness. The second you placed orange bandage rope in Izuku's hands ad instructed him to tie his partner up, the blonde switched demeanor. Occasionally, you liked to give Izuku his own freedom under your command. As long as he did his job and tied the blonde pro hero up, he could tie him up in any position and as tight as he wanted. You guessed Katsuki must have hit a nerve during patrolling because he had little to no hope of escaping his restraints without the help of you and Izuku.

Izuku started begging with his blonde counterpart when you instructed him to fuck Katsuki without your help. Even when both men were close, you instructed him to keep going. Orgasm after orgasm, the boys trembled from your instructions. "I didn't say to stop, Izuku! Do I have to give you another punishment like Katsuki?" The green haired pro hero furiously shock his head as his hips stuttered against Katsuki's. " Y/N! I- We can't anymore! Can't cum anymore!" Tears filled his eyes and fell down his red cheeks. "If you can't cum anymore, I'm sure Katsuki won't mind you using him as a toilet..." You glanced over to the blonde who had droll roll down his face. "No! Only Y/N can! Fuck~ Tell Deku to stop!"

Both of your pathetic lovers we're covered in sweat, drool and excessive amounts of cum. It was a hypnotic sight. Seeing them fuck each other at your command was far beyond any power trip you could experience. The two of them watched as you stroked yourself to them. "That's enough, you two. You've been good boys for me. So I guess you deserve a reward."

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