#thank u for displaying ur passion like this for us all

[etheries1015]

Hellooo 1st I just wanna say that I love how you write! The fics you post almost always puts a smile on my face when I’m stressed and I just wanna thank you for that <3

Anyways I’ve been accidentally rizzing my friends up lately on accident with sweet words and I ended up thinking what would the biggest tsundere (literally) in twst do with an s/o who’s very generous with compliments and poetic with words and is shameless with how cheesy they can sound sometimes

I’m so sorry if my request is too vague huhu, have a good day! <3

THHAANNKK YOU *SMOOCHES* *GNAWS ON UR LEG* I LOVE U and may happier and less stressful times come ahead for you!

although you didn't specify which character...I picked who I believe to be the top three tsudneres of the game. Heuheuehu.

The prefects muse~

In which you find yourself utterly bemused by him, throwing out compliments and lines of infatuation that leave him a flustered wreck. How does he react to someone as valiantly passionate as you regarding your sweet words of honey?

Featuring: Idia, Riddle, Azul

Idia

Idia convinced himself you were just another introverted loser who had no care in your mind for other people, keeping to yourself, enjoying video games, and always open for degernate hours of playing video games.

what he did NOT know he was signing himself up for, was some sort of weird poet club bullshit. Yet there he was, sitting on the couch of the ramshackle dorm playing away at the new console he had gifted you he could feel your gaze burning the back of his head. Turning around slowly and almost with dread, your shit-eating grin blinded him with words of sweet-sweet cringe.

"Watching you play video games you can truly see how serious you are, it's adorable," Idia groaned with cheeks burning a bright shade of pink, burrying himself into the couch, "Ah~ I wish you would look at me like that, with such passion..."

"ugh..whhyy..." Idia murmured embarrassingly avoiding your gaze and remaining strong in holding himself together at your routine daily compliments.

"I can't help it!" You cried out theatrically, "Idiiaa...I can be like a video game. Play me, too!" That comment broke something inside of him that was supposed to be stayed hidden, his blue hair changing a bright shade of pink to signify the extent of his flustered state. You only giggled at this, as Idia attempted to hold in all self control by taking his hoodie, hoping the couch would just take him then and there.

Over time he became used to the fact that you would openly flirt with him, although that never stopped the second hand embarrassment that came along with it. What he wont tell you, though, that behind the rosey cheeks and tsundere display of dislike for your antics, was a heart that beat quickly and mind that secretly enjoyed your poetic and "old cringy" way of loving him.

Which just means your flirting is working, keep it up! <3 But maybe try to hold back in front of other people, he isn't sure how much more he can keep deflecting their raised eyebrows and teasing remarks...

riddle

Being someone who is well versed in the world of poetry and literature, he could often pin point where some of your lines may come from. His way of deflection is either correcting your sentences, or retorting with the next line. What he DOESN'T know how to deflect, is the string of compliments you give him on a day to day basis. At first he simply thought you were being kind in complimenting the way his hair shone in the sunlight- until Cater pointed out that your remarks were anything but the norm. That's when Riddle took more notice to it, realizing that your lines of poetry was not an exercise of the brain, yet an actual technique to flirt with him.

and it was working.

"Riddle~" You sang in the halls of heartslabyul, skipping much to his annoyance.

"Do not jump around in the halls," He chastised you, "What is it?" You gave him a mischievous smile with a toothy grin to match, clearing your throat and standing straight.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite."

Silence reigned for a few moments as Riddle blinked a few times, squinting his eyes to give you his typical "poker face."

"Is this another one of your attempts to 'flirt' with me?" He asked, you leaning against the wall and running your fingers through your hair in a flirty and playful manner. You nodded eagerly, to which Riddle gave a sigh and walked past you to continue whatever he was doing prior to your poetic interruption. Your jaw slacked open and you skipped (again, to his annoyance) to catch up to him.

"I swear I saw a smile! Turn around and show it to me, Riddle! Was that one good? Did I capture your heart finally?" You giggled, seeing how Riddle was obviously ignoring your feeble cries of searching attention.

Yet you were correct, he couldn't help but find his cheeks as red as a rose and lips curling up in a bashful smile. He would not allow you to see how you affect him, however.

Riddle tends to just ignore your flirting, now that he has come accustomed to it. Even in front of people when you would openly compliment him, Riddle continued sipping his tea seemingly unbothered. Whenever he would get strange looks to find an explanation to your questionable behavior, he simply shrugged.

"Do not mind them, they are always like this."

But at night by his lonesome, he was repeating your words in his head a million times over, that same rose colored tint upon his cheeks and smile with a blanket hard on his grip. Perhaps giggling a time or two to himself...for he never met someone as brazen as you. Not that he was actually complaining, though.

Azul

Flirting with Azul was always a treat. His reactions were the most flamboyant out of the other tsundere boys, he never failed to get some sort of remark and complaint out of his mouth whenever you sang praises his way. He attempted to be calm and collected, but the blush that painted his cheeks betrayed his cool demeanor.

"Is that a new coat, Azul? Ohohoh you do look dashing, If I do say so myself. Did you style your hair? The way it frames your face really brings out your features-"

"Stop, stop stop! Why must you feel the need to shower me in complimets?!" He cried out, burying his face into his arms upon the deak. The pink on his ears was also unforgiving for the poor merman. You chuckled and sat next to him, patting his shouders.

"I can't help it! If I see something I like, I must voice it out. Is it too plain? I can try and be more poetic. Let's see..." You used your hand to pull his chin, forcing his gaze to meet with yours. You inwardly teased him at the vibrant hue of his cheeks and flustered face, keeping it in as you leaned forward to gaze deeply into his eyes.

"Your eyes," you started, "Shine far brighter than any I have seen, even the most silver and sparkly of diamonds pale in comparison to your-"

"e-e-enough! W-what is this?!" Azul pulled away, tucking his head back into his arms and groaning, "Just...go back to what you were doing before! None of this...diamond...and..." He trailed off, words failing him. Azul was not used to such praises from others, he spent his entire life believing the worst every moment he caught glance in a mirror with a life time of self esteem issues. So hearing you so openly compliment him always left the man flustered and blushing, cringing at every moment you tried to stroke his ego.

He never truly get's used to it, only finds ways to ignore you. When you're around others and began to make a sly comment about how his hands look nice or how his skin looks that particular day, he closes his eyes and avoids anyone's gazes with a face full of color that even the coral of the sea could not compare. He often gets teased by his fellow classmates for this, but never actually speaks up in distaste to you. He could never admit just how much your persistent compliments thoroughly means to him, and how with every word he finds himself looking in the mirror with a little more enthusiasm than he once had.

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yes I like to use the headcannon that Idias hair changes color when he has really strong emotions aosdjflkasdjf

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[plleeeepppyyyy]

I have a request if you’re doing any!!

Wally Darling x Rockstar Reader

I don’t care what you do with this but I hope you enjoy it!!

Reader is the singer and dancer of the neighborhood! Very happy go lucky, loving, and even a little clumsy. Yet always calm during making music

Which I can picture reader being a great muse. And reader singing a lot to Wally.

this was def fun to write!! all the ideas and cutesy stuff came to me in a flash ngl.. (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

really cute request!! you guys are so creative with these,,,(•̀ᴗ•́)و

wally + singer/rock star reader!

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♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪

♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫♬♫

••••••••••••••

•this man,,, god,, this man.

•he’s literally ur number one fan girl. he’s there for every performance, writings, everything. you name it he’s there!

•wally just loves watching you in the process of making music, its like an art! to him, it’s wonderful of how passionate you are about it. he adores watching you almost trip on a cord as you just jam out,, doesn’t matter how clumsy you are,, you’re just elegant to him. seeing you so peaceful as you strum on a guitar or something.. 🫶 (if he had a camera he would take a pic of you 200x)

•literally every-time you come up to him with ur newest draft of a song, he gets so excited!! that inner fangirl comes out.,, wally is pretty honest when it comes to stuff. but he just can’t help himself, every song, draft, album,, literally all perfection to him. you cannot do no wrong with that. he buys all of your stuff if you ever sell it. (prolly got a shrine.)

•if you ever write a song based on him,, he would actually cry out of happiness, at least be on the verge of it. you just give the song to him and he’s just like, “it’s so perfect,,,, tysm,,” while he’s on the verge of letting it out. he’ll listen to it every day. :) <3

•bonus points if you write it for your guys’ one year anniversary! that man will be so happy,, he probably would let a few tears out too..,,. like you used your creativeness on little old him?!(!(ಡ‸ಡ) wally would cherish the hell out of that song, he can just mumble out a praise as he’s about to ugly cry. like.. THANK YOU?!(!? (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

•he’ll just grab a hold of you and not let go,, it just makes him feel so happy. he’ll probably cry into ur shirt tho,,

•if you ever had some albums posted out or whatnot, he will put them on his wall. wally would prolly accidentally buy out the whole thing,, like cmon, he’s has to use some of them for display and hearing!! ( ˘ ³˘)

•ur his main inspiration for his art too,, seeing you so into doing what u do, gibes him strength. he will ABSOLUTELY paint tf outta you! literally you guys would be in the same room while he sketches and you just strum your guitar or smth, ack he’s a sucker for moments like those. ur for sure his muse. got ten whole folders of drawings and projects that are meant for you.

•he might even call you his muse tooo! :)

•he asked you once what type of music you were doing and you prolly replied with a random genre he’s never heard up,, and he’d just be like. “ah, that’s wonderful.. can’t wait to hear it.”

•he do NOT give a care,, any genre in his eyes and ears it’s perfection. like said before, you do wrong.

•if ur the type to do sad songs, he’s a little worried. like bby what’s got you so sad? :(

•sometimes (if you offer) he also does stuff with you. to him he thinks he’s better at playing instruments, which is lie he’s hella good at singing.

•he’ll give you ideas, suggestions; whatever you need!

•i literally will say it here, ya’ll do duets with each other. especially with old timey love songs, it’s just cute,,, a bit sappy. but who cares, I IMAGINE you two just singing together. (bonus points if he’s playing a piano,, well trying to,, he needs some practice..)

•every time you put on a performance,, he just sits there with the dopiest smile on with lovestruck written all over him. bro is VERY in love, he could listen to you alll day. if he had a tail it would be wagging. he will never take his eyes off either, all of his attention is on you, just you.

•even if you got a recording studio, he admires how much you get into the music. its so amusing seeing you be so calm during the whole process of making a song, but when you perform your songs. like thats my baby fr!!! wally is ur number one hype man,, i mean this all the way.

(i feel like hes such a sucker for singers,,)

•if ur in a nice suit, dress; whatever while ur singing, agh.. this man is knocked out. ur soo gorgeous,, and you sing?! like, sorry, wally is just in love.

•after one of your performances, once he sees you walking to him, all giddy and stuff. wally ain’t letting you go once you run into his arms, he will keep his arms around you as you just ask if he liked it, thought it was great,, while he’s just nodding and mumbling praises to you. (it’s honestly so sweet to watch you two.) if ur wearing heels or boots, you’re probably towering over him as this happens,, (i honestly find this so sweet, ur jus towering over him, asking him excitedly if he loved it, while he’s just practically sings praises to you. so sweet,,)

•to pick up the instrument part, he will totally help you with demos and drafts by playing the music for you. he’s pretty average on most instruments and would totally drop whatever he had and help you out! (will def help you out with drums, i think its canon that its his main thing,,)

•sing him to sleep, please,, he will eat that up. if you do, he’ll sleep so fast. as said before by me, i don’t think he sleeps much. but with ur singing? knocked out, my brother is dead asleep. what can he say? you’re just a good singer.

•honestly to him, ur like a siren. you’re just too good to be true and sing beautifully. corny he knows but,,, its true <3 (to him.)

•even house loves your singing! if wally needed the help he would call you and try to make house stop with ur singing,,

•the first time he’s ever heard you sing, his mind was blown. how did you sing that good? like all of his other friends could sing,, but you were just different. you sounded different, did things differently.. ack. he fell in love with your voice. as he listened to one of ur song’s for the first time, and ur just anxious. wondering if he’ll like it, or not.. he turns to you. blank stare, and says, “this is the best music i’ve ever heard,, ur so talented..” with just pure adoration and fondness in his eyes.

•which got you SO HAPPY, he loved your songs!!!! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

•sometimes if he feels a bit snarky that day, he’ll brag a bit. just all like, “my s/o is a beautiful singer,, can YOU sing that good? they’re so amazing at what they do, no one can compare…” wally is sometimes a bit of a prick (╥_╥)

•never a prick to you tho, said it before i’ll say it again, to him you do no wrong, see no wrong, hear no wrong, speak no wrong. 🫶

•he makes sure you know that you’ll always be in his corner, all of the time, being ur numba one fangirl! (✯◡✯)

•wally definitely tried making a song for you too,, didn’t go right tho. (٥⁀▽⁀ )

(seriously this dude is crazed over you.)

•you always make sure he’s the first one to hear your songs, after writing a draft you sprint to him and show him it. it makes him so excited too, cause like.. how did he get so lucky that he’s the first person to look and hear your talent?

•this dude just adores you, so much.. like what’s not to love? to him you’re just the peak definition of passion, he enjoys watching you have fun and play music. wally is sorta taking this into seriousness,, but he can’t help it!! he can’t get over how he bagged you, this person who’s a whole peak of inspiration for him. ❤︎︎

•he just loves to support and cherish you, i won’t lie but he’s basically a lovestruck puppy who watches you and everything you do. everyone in the neighborhood can tell.. (¯ ³¯)♡

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ACK,, okay i got a bit carried away on some points, but they were jus too cute to not put in.

BUT 1000 NOTES ON EACH OF MY FICSSs?!?! thats insane, thank you guys sm!! (╥_╥) i didn’t think i would get that much positive feedback for these, im rlly glad you guys are liking these!

hope you enjoyed reading this one! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

#wally darling #wally darling x reader #welcome home #welcome home arg #this request got me alll sappy(٥⁀▽⁀ )

[levi-supreme]

REI!! UR PROF. LEVI THREAD IS JUST AMAZING I NEED MOREEEE.

stg i took stats this year and if i had read this sometime earlier in the school year i would've been motivated to do well on all my fucking tests :,D

en ee wayz, do u have more prof. levi brain rot pretty please ><

Anon!! Aww thank you so much for the love for stats prof Levi <3 also, don't worry. I am with you anon!!! I hope stats prof Levi can still motivate you to practise your stats and do well ^^

Also I know you sent this during May which was my exam period, and I'm so sorry for getting to this so late!!! >//< enjoy some Stats Prof Levi headcanons!!

Characters: Statistics Professor!Levi x University student fem!reader

Warnings: Not SFW below the cut, minors and ageless blogs dni. Characters are based off my statistics professor Levi writings. Mentions of kinks.

SFW

Professor Ackerman always has a cup of hot tea and your favourite biscuits waiting for you when you come over every Saturday; it's like his way of showing you how excited he is to see you. Although his house is already extremely neat and dust-free, he still vacuums the entire house before you come over, turns on his aroma diffuser, and even changed the water in his goldfish bowl because he knows how much you love looking at his goldfish.

As your visits to his home became more frequent, and you started coming over for reasons outside of getting those extra statistics lessons, Professor Ackerman started making his home a little more accommodating and conducive for you. He kept a space for you to put some clothes in his cupboard, he got you a pink toothbrush to match his green one, and he got you your own mug even though you insisted you could just use one of his many mugs in his collection.

Professor Ackerman doesn't display his affection through words often, but he shows his love for you in his own way. He buys you dinner when you come for your night classes after work, he allows you to doze off during his lectures. He also makes sure to drive you home so that you can sleep in his car on the way back. Sometimes, Professor Ackerman would just tell you to stay over because it's too late.

Professor Ackerman loves seeing you wear his clothes, especially wearing them for classes in university because if you two can't go public with your relationship, this is the best way for him to flaunt that you're his, and you are off-limits. He loves hearing the whispers of your classmates, murmurs of "isn't that Professor Ackerman's sweater?", "I saw her alighting from his car today", "are they wearing matching clothes?" making his feel extremely smug.

Not SFW

He goes absolutely w e a k when he hears you call him by his title; 'Professor' or 'Sir'. Hearing you address him by these titles only reminds him of how you two obviously have a different social status, and the imbalance between you two only makes him crave and want you more.

He loves your thighs. Always has his hands on your thighs whenever he can. Loves worshipping your thighs too. Featherlight kisses, wet and slow kisses, bites, hickies, marks left by his nails, imprints from the grabs and smacks. He goes unhinged whenever you wear shorts that flaunt your thighs and skin. Marks your thighs with bruises and demand you wear shorts the next day, letting him see his work of art.

Professor Ackerman loves it when you're the one in control. When you call the shots in bed, the power imbalance drives him mad. He loves seeing you dominate over him, telling him to do things to pleasure you, ordering him to do better, and praising him for doing a good job. "Feels good, sir", "You're doing fantastic", "Hmm, what a good boy for me", he can never get enough of your praises and words.

Professor Ackerman thrives in seeing you a hot sticky mess after rounds of passionate love making. Usually he would have gone for a shower immediately, but with you around, he found a newfound intimacy with simple acts such as cuddling. Feeling your skin against his, roaming his hands around your body to cup your breast, feeling your mixed juices flow down your thighs, Levi wished he can hold you in his arms like this forever.

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[wretcheddthing]

If ur looking for excuses to talk about Venali! What were her first impressions of her party members, and how has her opinion of each of them changed? (Gale especially!)

for u. from me. btw. besides the fact it's super thoughtful that you're asking about Ven unprompted, this is a FANTASTIC question

it's all going under the cut :) (also if you have any OCs from literally anything i'd love to hear about them !!! don't matter from what i'm curious about the things you like too <3)

In Order Of Meeting

Lae'zel She appreciated how direct Lae'zel is as soon as they met. No questions asked, they're in a situation and they need to get out of it. She appreciated the brevity and resourcefulness Lae'zel showed on the nautaloid. As she learned more about Lae'zel and eventually Vlaakith, she started to become kind of protective of her but in a subtle way. Sorta like, "Hey not to give you my two cents unprompted but I think probably this whole 'chosen by Vlaakith' thing may not be that good for you based on the whole. Everything about her." Was also SUPER flattered when Lae'zel came on to her because who doesn't love being hit on by a hot githyanki warrior, even if she did ultimately turn her down for the wizard. By end game, I think they're fairly close. Ven would kill and die for any of her friends, Lae'zel is no exception. She was so, so proud of Lae'zel when her quest was resolved and how much she'd learned and grown.

Shadowheart Ven fought demons trying not to pry into Shadowheart's past before she was ready to share. I mean, Ven has her own secrets. She didn't begrudge Shadowheart for having hers. She is very snoopy, though. She was touched when Shadowheart started to open up to her more, and learning her deal with Shar was pretty similar to learning about Lae'zel and Vlaakith. Like, "heyyyy worship who you like I'm not gonna judge but I think probably this is not beneficial to you in any way." and she was right. It honestly broke her heart seeing how all her friends displayed resolve because it never really helped any of them. She also completely ignores how her own resolve is detrimental to her, but she's very much a "do as I say, not as I do" person. Ending Shadowheart's quest hit hard for Ven if only because seeing the change in her as someone with a mission and little else to someone with some sense of self but no direction really started resonating as she started coming to terms with appreciating the magic she was given.

Gale

She likes Gale :)

She has a lot of experience with wizards and was ready to have the exact same annoying, ego-battle interaction with this one before she learned who he was. She was pretending to be a prodigy herself, so she certainly knew of Gale of Waterdeep, former chosen of Mystra. Ven isn't particularly religious herself, but of course has heard just about all she can about Mystra, good and bad. She already wasn't huge on the goddess because it seemed to her that she was just kind of a dick (based on stories told to her from people who weren't active worshipers - thank you Minsc for talking shit about her also. Ven agreed.) Learning of her relationship with Gale, the power imbalance of it all, and the lengths Gale felt he had to go to please her left a very bad taste in her mouth. Try as she might, she couldn't help but be charmed by the guy, though. His hobbies are so domestic, it lines up with her interests Perfectly. He just also has a whole complex because he was groomed by an Actual Goddess since he was a young man. She was pretty quickly entranced by the passion he has for talking about his interests and honestly didn't have any problems helping him out with his little hunger problem because magical items are So easy to come by (also i know my playstyle well enough to pick and choose items i know will never be used. easy gale snacks). Plus, they're both huge history buffs - there is no shortage of topics for discussion between them. He also surprised her a bit with what he approves and disapproves of - his neutrality on some things aligned with hers in a way I personally didn't expect. She was already half in love with him by the time gandalf showed up to eat their cheese and tell gale to kill himself, but it Really solidified her beef with Mystra and want to stabilize Gale, both literally bc of the bomb in his chest, but also mentally. Like noooo don't kill yourself you're so hot (and also important to me) aha. When he chose her over the world at the end of Act 2, she really thought she'd marry him like right then. And Then he was like "oh hey, i can become god! wouldn't that be cool? to be god? i can probably do it better than the other gods." Man, if she weren't head over heels in love with him she would have been Way less tactful about calling him an idiot. She indulged him as far as she could without netting negative approval, but she really had to put her foot down when he started talking like it was a done deal. As far as Gale had helped her come to terms with her magic and its utility, even to some extension the beauty of it, she needed him to find the same appreciation in the mundane. And so they balanced each other out. I haven't actually finished Ven's game yet (i'm going to later tonight ;-;) but I DO know Gale will propose and she's going to accept. Without question. Just in time to see the new epilogue. I'm going to lose it. I'm going to lose it.

Astarion: She did NOT like that guy at first. Not because he's kind of an asshole just as a personality trait, but specifically because his first act toward her was an immediate betrayal (tricking her into thinking he needed help before pulling a dagger on her). Not! Cool! Sure, it was handled pretty quickly after that, but he was on thin ice for a while after. Granted, he didn't like her that much either because she kept offering to help people. She was very, Very distrustful when he tried hitting on her because as far as she knew, he couldn't stand her. It made no sense. I don't think there's a fleshed out convo for it, but Ven as a character would immediately see he's not being genuine and she also would Not appreciate the angle he was taking in trying to get her on his side. Learning his backstory changed things pretty quickly, though. She finally understood the motivation behind his previous actions and defended his autonomy at Every point she could. When he started being like "Hey so this ascension thing.... sounds pretty good for me! No downsides to that, I think" she was like. Hey what's the deal with all of my friends desperately wanting things that are actively bad for them? Sure I don't have a great sense of what's good for me either, but that's different. These guys are trying to kill themselves. In Gale's case literally. I think after dealing with Cazador, they had their first genuine heart-to-heart where they realize that there's no way they're getting rid of the other. They never become Super close, but by the end of the game there's an unspoken understanding that if one needs help, the other would come. They'll never be rid of the other. Silent ride or dies.

Wyll It's hard not to be immediately charmed by Wyll, and she didn't try to fight it. That guy is Dashing. Proficient duelist, superhero backstory, good with kids - what's not to like? He does unfortunately have the same problem as everyone else where he's resolute to a fault, but something she finds refreshing about him is that he is fully aware of this fact. He made his choice with Mizora, stands by it, and would do it again if he had to. Hell, he was punished severely for not killing Karlach and takes it in stride. He is the embodiment of a hero to the people, and she loves that about him. She just also wishes he would prioritize himself even once. Even One Time of his own volition. But since he wouldn't, she helped him shoulder some of that responsibility. She also really felt for him since her situation with magic-granting entities is very similar to that of a warlock. Since she has no easy way to control her issue, she vowed to help him with his. She talked him out of his pact with Mizora, Begging Wyll to trust that she wouldn't let his dad die as a result. And she didn't! She saved them both like she promised she would. She really loves the guy and just wishes the best for him going forward.

Karlach I will never make a character that hates Karlach becuase it is impossible for Me to hate her. Even in a pretend way. Besides, Karlach is another one of those characters it's So hard not to be charmed by. You get this whole impression that she's some murderous devil hellbent on destruction and then you actually meet her and she's just super funny and has such an upbeat physicality about her it's infectious. Ven isn't in love with the fact that Karlach would rather ignore the pressing issue of her heart exploding than think through her next steps, but she also can't fault her for wanting to live as much life with as little worry as possible given the whole Absolute thing. If only there were time to handle both with the appropriate care. Karlach's quest also hasn't been resolved yet bc. I haven't finished Ven's first playthrough, but I don't think she's gonna let her just die. Karlach doesn't deserve that. She actually stands out to Ven in that she needs to fortify her resolve to keep going. I think Ven will admire her greatly for that, despite feeling guilty that it's the only way to keep her alive. She'd wonder if she has the strength to accept her own issues the same way Karlach has.

Gonna go fast for the non-origins characters bc I just realized I wanna see the epilogue so so so so bad which means I’m about to do the final quest with Ven for the first time which is going to drive me up a wall.

She likes Halsin well enough but he had no lasting impression on her other than “man that dude is Huge”. Also she wasn’t as flattered by his interest in her as she was with Lae’zel, but it wasn’t outright insulting like with Astarion.

She really likes Jaheira and they keep up the playful ribbing dynamic throughout. I like to think Jaheira becomes Venali’s confidante. Someone she can go to for anything. Advice, to vent, someone to speak some sense into her. I also really like Jaheira. I really like Jaheira.

Ven also likes Minsc and talking to him leaves her in a better mood. If only bc he says something that no one else in the entire world would ever come up with organically and it makes her laugh.

And that’s what I got! For now! I’ll probably be posting more later tonight once I finish the game and see the epilogue. It might change me as a person.

Edit; I forgot about Minthara I didn’t get her in Ven’s first game but . I’m out of my mind about her so I’m also playing her in another playthrough and bc of patch 5 I’ll have a chance to recruit her for the first time! So thoughts on that Down The Line

#ask #technofinch #oc: venali kelvyre #💖💖💖💖💖

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mha date headcanons- boys and girls :))

♡ request: “i love ur blog already, ur writing is so good!!! im so excited to see the content u’ll be posting !! :D since ur taking requests, how abt some date headcanons for the mha boys (or girls if u want!) ?” - @dianangels​ 

♡ thank you for letting me write girls aaa i chose to do some as first date hc. it was kinda hard to keep jirou’s gn because i wanted to reference wlw stereotypes but i succeeded in gender-neutral because i want everyone to be able to enjoy

♡ dedicating part of this to @anxious-botanist​ because she’s the one who inspired the momo cuddles hehe sorry it took so long

♡ fic details: headcanons, fluff, gender-neutral reader, 2nd pov

characters: kaminari, amajiki, jirou, ashido, yaoyorozu

kaminari- arcade

↠AR C ADE   DA T  E

↠you hear me??? arcade!! date!! ideal man, right here, someone claim him immediately or else i will be forced to take ownership

↠he’s super laid back and chill, pretty childish at heart. he only means the best, though, so i think an arcade is exactly what he would go for when taking you on a date! he doesn’t have a lot of money but still wants you to go home with something to remember the date by

↠he buys like $50 worth of tokens and splits it between the two of you, making sure that he tells you which games give the most tickets, because he’s definitely been here enough times to remember

↠his favorite game is either crossy roads or the big bass wheel- he loves crossy roads because of how cute the style is, but also there is impending stress and levels of  d o o m  as you progress further. big bass wheel is basically just gambling, and i think he’s yumeko jabami.

↠he hacks games to make you win sometimes,, his quirk is bascially designed to do this. it’s like he was born just to take you out on this arcade date. he uses his quirk to short circuit the game and trick the computer into giving you hundreds of tickets

↠he just wants to make you happy and see you smile!! there’s not a feeling quite like succeeding at something as silly as an arcade game, but there’s a certain pride to it that he loves seeing on your face. 

↠kaminari only does it a few times, since he knows that you should be earning your prizes ((not that you know when he does it, he’s really cheeky about it))

↠playyyy multiplayers with him! he loves DDR (dance dance revolution)- you do multiple rounds and are equally exhausted by the end of it akdflad you may not be good, and tbh neither is denki, but you still have fun, which is what matters

↠he also loves taking photobooth pictures, he puts on the most horrendous filters and does the dumbest poses, but it’s so adorable. he does the typical one smile, one “serious”, one silly face, one kith > <

↠kami gets cocky,,, it’s just how he is,, he gets overly confident whether or not he’s been on a winstreak

“heyy, y/n! look at my speedrun on this, i’m getting so many tickets, i’ll be able to get a house by the end of it!”

↠and then he CAN’T because he doesn’t get the jackpot eghgdhgeh

↠by the end of the day, you’ve spent hours at the arcade, laughing and screaming with denki as you terrorize the small children. yes, he’s that kind of guy

↠by “terrorize”, i don’t mean like a bully, but he’s unintentionally intimidating kids with his pockets overflowing with ticket chains, a crazed look on his face as he goes absolutely ham on the shooting games

↠there’s electricity coming off of him, kids sometimes have to dodge it when passing by

↠so anyways, by the end of the date, you’re basically being kicked out of the arcade, because, as kami puts it,

“we were here when it opened and i’ll be damned if we’re not here when it closes,”

↠between the two of you, you’ve aquired tens of thousands of tickets??? the employees probably hate y’all, they had to count those beasts of ticket rolls you’ve accumulated during the 10 hours the arcade was open

↠exactly 62,069 tickets (69 go brrr- kaminari’s brain), and you can basically buy the arcade with that currency

↠but here’s the thing: he lets you spend all of it. you heard me, all. of. it. he just wants to see you happy, and the best way he can think of to get a final glorious memory of your smile is to let you spend the tickets as you see fit, this generosity just to see you glowing as you walk out of the building, arms chock full of amazing junk

↠but of course, you’d feel bad if you spent all of it, especially since he was the one who took you out, so you offered him the half of the tickets that were won

“denki, you won most of these with your amAzINg gaming skills, it’s only fair you get to have something too,”

“my prize will be seeing you- your- your-- aw fuck, i forgot the line, it’ll come back to me, just give me a minute.”

↠he tried to be smooth and it failed, but you chuckled at the attempt, so all around, he considered it a success

↠denki gets a lot of dumb things that will probably end up being thrown away soon, but he also gets you a very soft bat stuffed animal that you should treasure and keep forever 

amajiki- a walk and picnic in a japanese garden

↠tamaki is very shy, very socially anxious. he’s the kind to wait for people to leave a section of a store before he goes there, purposely do his errands in the early morning to limit social interaction, and find any excuse to leave a situation. which, tbh, isn’t that all of us?

↠let’s be honest here, if it wasn’t y’alls first date, he’d probably not go anywhere. as long as he’s with you, he doesn’t really care for anything too fancy

↠but he’s convinced himself that he needs to do something reasonably big for your first date to make sure you don’t regret your decision to go out with him. so instead of deciding to stay in, he goes somewhere that’s only slightly anxious for him, but where he still feels comfortable

↠so he’s decided on a japanese tsukiyama garden! these places are beautiful by design, not cheap but not too expensive, and people are obligated by rules to be quiet and keep their hands to themselves

↠nobody goes to a garden to socialize, in fact, i’d argue most people go just to look around, rest, and clear their heads. there’s usually not any screaming children, no quirk usage, no villains, it’s a little safe haven. 

↠bonus: there’s butterflies :))

↠it’s so peaceful, and he gets to focus on you instead of whatever loud noise is making him anxious

↠he brings a picnic basket filled with all your favorite foods, and his! he makes a show out of displaying what he can manifest with different snacks, making a point to eat edible seeds so he can produce flowers for you 🥺🥺🥺

↠you walk around the garden for a few hours, marveling at the decor and how well-maintained everything is. there’s a koi pond, hanging wisteria trees, and multiple gazebos that create a really comfortable and calm environment

↠speaking of koi ponds, amajiki offers to buy you food so you can feed the fish! you stand on a bridge above the pond, sharing the container with him. the sMILE on his face when he watches you throw the food is so pure i’m-

↠he’s the walking embodiment of “uwu”- his face is so calm and his eyes are shining and he can feel his heart swelling with love i am GOING to cry my eyes out 

↠but honestly, he wishes he could stay in this moment forever- you’re happy, he’s happy, and it feels like you two are the only people in the universe. right now, he doesn’t have to worry about school, villain attacks, his future, or anything that makes him anxious; all that he can see right now is how beautiful and at peace you look. he took you out today, and you’re enjoying yourself. this is one of the few things that makes him confident: knowing that he’s able to make you happy

↠tamaki is silently celebrating; you’ve had a good time and he didn’t freak out, so it’s the best possible scenario!

ashido- rollerskating! ((look at her she’s adorable the smile n the eyes aaa))

↠mina is a very energetic and bubbly person, its quite obvious if you’ve spent any amount of time around her

↠for your first date with her, she’d already have a location in mind!!

↠the atmosphere of rollerskating rinks is so electric, she can’t help but feel happy there, and she wants to experience that lovely feeling with you, too :))

↠you enter the rink, and mina is already borderline bouncing off the walls alskdfj

↠whether or not you’ve ever skated before, ashido is super cautious with you- multiple times she’s fallen on her butt while learning how to skate, so unless you’re a pro, she’s watching your every move to make sure you don’t get hurt

“y/n! please be careful- you’re not getting hurt on my watch!”

↠she jabs a thumb in her direction proudly, with the cutest bigass grin on her face awh 🥺🥺🥺she’s really enthusiastic about sharing one of her passions with you

“try to balance, alright? don’t put too much weight on your heel or toes, because then you’ll fall on your butt. here, take my hand and i’ll help you! hey, there you go, you’re doing great!”

↠she pays for everything and will WRESTLE you if you try to disagree aldkfa if you’re the type of person to pay for everything as well, y’all are going to have to fight; mina will not give up

↠ashido comes here a lot, so she’s friendly with all the employees, she has the uncanny ability to make friends wherever she goes ((i mean she’s friends with bakugou,, if she can do that,, she can do anything))

↠she takes one of your hands and backs onto the rink, watching for anyone behind her. once you’re balanced properly, she shows you how to move your feet so that the two of you are in sync

↠skating isn’t super hard to figure out, it’s mostly intuitive, so you’ll get the hang of it quite quickly!! maybe you’re not too fast, but it’s still fun, so it doesn’t matter

↠while you’re moving with care, making sure to focus on your footwork, mina will definitely take the chance to show off her skating skills! she’s moving like crazy, weaving around other people and nearly toppling them over but shh she’s trying to impress you and if i’m being honest??? she’s really fucking good aldkdf 

↠it’s obvious that she loves this hobby, and the fact that she likes you enough to share it with you on your first date is so adorable aaaa

↠mina’s really agile- you don’t know if that’s all the hero training or just something that comes naturally, but the way she moves makes skating look like the easiest goddamn thing in the world-

↠she’s such a romantic, she’s definitely put in a request for the dj to play your favorite song, no matter if it fits the mood or not

↠heavy rock? sure!! as long as you’re having fun, who cares about what other people think? super vulgar rap?? w h y  n o t ? !

↠she just has that extroverted, positive, charming energy that’s infectious

↠you can’t help but feel at ease around her, she’s a genuinely a great person, and what you think the epitome of a hero is

↠all ashido really wants here is to have fun with you- i mean she really likes you, and hopes that she’ll get to go on another date w/ you, so she’s doing everything in her power to woo u

↠and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t working 🥺👉👈

jirou- hanging out in her room

↠kyouka jirou, being the more introverted person she is, wouldn’t really want to go somewhere super public, like mina would

↠i also believe that she’d want to be friends (or at least acquaintances) with you before asking you on a date- she’s easily annoyed by people, so i think that she’d need to be comfortable around you if she was to be romantically interested 

↠and you’ve ticked all these boxes! you understand her sarcastic, blunt personality, and find it pretty amusing. beyond all that, she’s kind and caring, and deep down, she aspires to be a hero for all the right reasons. who wouldn’t love her for that?

↠so for your first date with kyouka, i think she’d want to be somewhere quiet and intimate with you. she wouldn’t want any interruptions ((specifically from jammingyay, who enjoys butting his head in other peoples’ business))

↠the most comfortable place for her would be her room, since it’s really just an extension of her personality, and since you’re quite close, she’d be okay with letting you in her private space. she trusts you.

↠just two guys bein dudes 🤠 ((if you’re a girl, it’s just sappho and her friend--))

↠music is one of the biggest things in jirou’s life, and i think she’d want to share it with you. that is, if you’d let her :)) she has dozens of different instruments, so if you want to attempt to learn something, she’d be totally down!! 

↠please show her what kind of music you’re into! no matter what it is, she’ll listen to it. she wants to get to know what kind of person you are when you’re not around other people, and music is a great way to do that. even if you don’t have the same taste as her, she wouldn’t mind, since a) she’ll listen to pretty much anything, she’s not picky; and b) it’s something that you’re showing her, and that’s enough to make her happy

↠she’s not a very formal person, so i think she’d just want to talk to you and hang out. i’d think kyouka would be more of a fan of a gradual relationship, one that starts from friends and slowly evolves into more. and yes, as you can probably tell, i am a sucker for mutual pining and friends-to-lovers tropes-- im a simple hoe 😌

↠she’s super fun to hang out with!! her sense of humor is really snarky, she also enjoys talking shit about people she doesn’t like. if you’re not into that, she’s able to carry on conversation really well. there’s not a moment of awkward silence between you

↠jirou actually really likes talking shit about people hsahsh- as long as it’s someone that’s been mean in some way. she won’t say anything bad about someone who hasn’t done anything to deserve it. but if you’ve wronged her in some way, boy, do you have it COMING

↠by the end of it, i just know your cheeks hurt from laughing 

↠she’s just a really fun person to be around, she may not be the most bubbly person ever, but she’s super easy-going and cool ((jirou bias incoming ekejke))

↠i do think she’d try to sneak some kind of affection if she thinks you’d reciprocate- if you’re really getting along well, she might snake her hand into yours when you’re sitting on the bed, laughing

↠honestly you might not even notice until she stops, because your hand feels empty and cold without her like your heart aa

↠if she’s really into you?? might get a smol peck on the cheek 👉👈 please try to get a smol peck on the cheek, it’s very cute and she gets so flustered

↠she goes up to you as you’re about to leave her room, grabs your shoulder, turns you around, and gives you an adorable if not slightly aggressive smooch

↠then she reFUSES to acknowledge what she just did akdfld- she turns away, beet red, and is completely silent

↠meanwhile you’re probably laughing your ass off because wow she’s so cute

↠kudos if you give one back to her, baby is on the verge of exploding ejkdjf 

↠her heart just can’t handle what you’re doing to her

↠and despite what her appearance is, her heart is doing backflips- she’s whipped <33

momo: tea and c u d d l e s

↠she’s a very fancy person, obviously. yaoyorozu wants only the best for everyone she loves, and that, of course, includes you! she loves showing affection through giving things to others. her family status only magnifies this aspect of her personality, as being born into wealth gives her the means to spoil you rotten

↠and even though she’s bougie as all hell, she also somehow maintains an elegant and simple air about her. it’s impressive, really. it’s not like she tries to flex her money, it’s just a part of her life, and she enjoys using her privilege well

↠that being said, what’s more elegant and mature than going for tea? it’s a lovely pastime that momo would love to include you in! 

↠lowkey,, she’s a whole sugar momma dfkdjla im not even joking- she doesn’t try to be, but virtually everything she does shows how rich she is

↠you arrive at the tea room, and by god is it fancy. there’s multiple chandeliers suspended from the ceiling, which is decorated with classic renaissance-style paintings. all the tables are set with white cloth, plates made of pure fine china, flowers and woven baskets set everywhere to create a cottagecore-like setting. the air about it is so sophisticated, from the patrons (wait is that a celebrity-) to the decorations

↠your face is kinda just,,, 😮,, because what in the world did momo get you into??

“momo, you’re so sweet, and this place is lovely, but don’t you think this is a bit much? not that i don’t absolutely appreciate it, it’s just that this seems really expensive, and i don’t want you to have to spend that much for just one date.”

↠she just chuckles, saying that it was “really nothing” (???? MISS GIRL???)

“don’t worry, y/n, this isn’t too much! i want to have fun today, and this place is so nice! let’s just find a table, alright?”

↠like, hunney, you’re so kind, but this is a LOT

↠but if you say so....

↠she looks at you with the most enthusiastic, wholesome eyes, and soon you’re following her like a puppy towards your table. the waiter sits you down, and leaves, giving you a moment to glaze over the menu to find a drink

↠and there’s so many types of teas, at least 30 on this page alone. you hadn’t even heard of half of these drinks, how would you know if you’d like them?

↠yaomomo seemed to notice your puzzlement, and said that you could get a pot of something simple, like jasmine green or earl grey, and she would get something fancier that you could try. why not?

↠a few minutes later, you’ve already adjusted to the sophisticated and intimidating environment, focusing only on the girl across from you, and how her eyes glittered with happiness

↠she orders a few normal tea foods, like scones with jam, lemon curd, and devonshire cream, and finger sandwiches. the fanciest thing she buys, though, is a blooming tea that arrives in a clear pot. it has an open flower inside of it, which is what the tea is infused with. it’s nearly 16,100 yen for one pot, though, and while you protest its expense, momo reassures you that it’s no problem (you just learned not to say anything about money, as it wouldn’t stop yaoyorozu from spoiling you)

↠ngl, it’s so fun to pretend to be fancy for a few hours at a tea room !! you acted as if you were a member of high society, using stereotypes to exaggerate your actions. it made some people only slightly irritated, but hey, it got a laugh out of a pretty girl, so who’s the real winner? 

↠yaomomo taught you some classy etiquette that you should definitely use, it makes her so happy to think that you’re learning about new things while still enjoying your time with her

↠she makes really good conversation!! her intellect seeps through everything she says, anyone who talks to her would be able to tell that she’s extremely well-spoken and mature. momo is modest, and deflects a lot of the compliments you try to give her, so if you try to display your admiration for her, you’d probably need to be very specific about it. she doesn’t have the best self-image when it comes to her heroism and field work. spoken affection sometimes doesn’t get through to her, but you know what does? physical affection!

↠she loves cuddles, and will regularly take you back to her house after a date to cuddle in her bed. her mattress is legendary, and it’s comfortable as hell. there’s an abundance of pillows and the bed isn’t too soft or too firm, and it’s always somehow an amazing temperature???? mattresses are investments, and this was definitely a good one

↠momo loves the intimacy and trust of holding you, it allows her to escape from overthinking and only focus on you, her beautiful partner. she doesn’t care if she’s the big or little spoon, but her favorite kind of cuddling is when you’re on your back and she’s curled into your side, head tucked under your chin and hand on your chest

↠she can do this for hours, please let her. she feels safe with you, confident, because you’re choosing to spend time with her in this quiet moment instead of being off somewhere else.

↠in conclusion,,, 💕women 💕

-denkineptune

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Alpha Beta Charlie- A Frankie Morales Story

Summary: Frankie is a lonely man with a big heart. His life changes when a new girl comes into his life.

W/C: 4.1k

Warnings: This one is a little heavy. Lots of language, talk of poor mental health (Frankie has depression and anxiety), Frankie’s recovering from a coke addiction, alcohol is prevalent here, harm to animals, lots of talk of blood and injuries.

A/N: This story is different than I normally write. There’s no reader in the story, this is just a story about Frankie Morales and a moment in his life. Please note that this is darker as it centers around an injured animal. Be warned of that. P.S. some of my friends might see ur names in here :) thank u to all of my friends who helped me pick Charlie’s name, and to @ilikechocolatemilkh who helped me create this whole story!

Frankie Morales is a kindhearted man. Anyone who meets him knows it instantly. He’s got a wonderful laugh that’s warm and inviting, and it’s often on display to anyone who chats with him for more than a few seconds. He’s caring, it’s clear, with big brown eyes that radiate compassion. 

His friends would describe him more as an idiot. Frankie, who they call Catfish from their days in the military, insists that they’re the idiots. He’s the voice of reason in their group, making the rational decisions and de-escalating fights within their group. 

That’s not to say Frankie is entirely sunshine and rainbows. He’s now several months sober from a long and grueling addiction to cocaine. It ruined him: it took away his pilot’s license, his everything in life. Flying helicopters was Frankie’s passion, but he’s recovering. He’s on the right track.

He had a girlfriend, who became his fiancée, and left him not long after he returned home from a dangerous mission in South America. It didn’t matter anyway; her child, who Frankie had dedicated all of his heart to before the birth, was revealed to be another man’s. As much as she resented him for taking the mission, he resented her for cheating and lying and holding the information back.

So now Frankie lives on his own. He resides out in a more rural town, not far from where Benny has his weekly fights and Will (also known as Ironhead) works with young military recruits. It’s been a couple of months, and it’s hard to be alone. Santiago pops into town once or twice a month, and it’s always the highlight of Frankie’s very being. His best friend brings light and laughter into his life. When he leaves again, Frankie’s small home feels massive and quiet.

He plays lots of CDs. He has bluetooth speakers all around the home and blasts his favorite songs. He’s learned how to cook and clean and has even learned how to bake a decent, basic version of a nice loaf of bread. He works as a mechanic at a shop in his small town’s center, working the odd hours that no one else wants, the hours where others want to be home with their families.

He’d considered different options to make the house more home-like, more welcoming. He tried his hand at gardening, only to find that he had the opposite of a green thumb. He painted the walls a warmer color, then painted them again. He was currently considering changing the colors for the third time. He’d burn candles that he thought smelled nice. He’d hung up a few photos of him and his friends, or his family. Nothing really worked.

A typical night for Frankie held one of two patterns:

-Night A: Frankie gets home from the shop at about 7:30, hands covered in grease and smelling of burnt motor oil. He gets in the shower and cleans up, then either ends up at Benny’s arena to cheer him on, or at the bar with both Miller brothers.

-Night B: Frankie gets home at the same time. He showers to clean himself, simply because he hates leaving smudges over his home. He cooks a nice dinner or orders takeout. He eats it on the couch and watches a new Netflix series. He gets sad and feels alone and drinks a beer, then a few more, to drown the sensation. He goes to bed early and calls into the shop to see if any of the morning shift workers want to go home early, because he can come in an hour or two before his shift. He claims it’s for the overtime pay. It’s really to avoid the loneliness.

Frankie likes patterns. He likes routine. It’s soothing. Maybe it’s a remnant of his military days, where not a second would pass without having a title affixed to the very second he was living in. Predictability made the hurt easier.

Tonight was an A Night. Frankie and the Miller brothers sat at the bar of McCreary’s and talked about everything and nothing at once. Will talked about the new girl he was seeing. Benny made lewd comments. Frankie smacked his arm and ordered another round for the other two, then nursed one beer for the entire night.

Winters were the worst for Catfish. He lived in the South, where snow was uncommon, but the dreary February weather stole whatever energy he could muster up and sent it up to join the gray masses that hung in the sky, yet never shed their raindrops. It gets dark early, another thing Frankie hates. It reminds him of the look on Tom’s face when he died. Of the way his bachelor home never made sounds unless he created them. Of the way the craving for one more hit of that devious white powder felt, the way it scrambled his brain until he thought it was the only thing that could take it away. 

This A Night, which also happened to be an especially chilly Tuesday, Frankie drove home from the bar at 12:21. The backroads that lead from the suburbs out to the rolling hills are dark, with a rare streetlight or two illuminating a fork in the road that led to a house. The radio droned on, some old Waylon Jennings song that was threatening to send Frankie into a fit of rage and smash a fist into his dashboard. He turned off the radio instead.

Another car drove the opposite way, far in the distance. He could see the lights approaching, then dim slightly. Frankie turned off his brights, instead allowing the road to be illuminated just by his front headlights. He turns up the heat in his truck as a shiver runs down his spine.

Something is running across the road. Frankie can see it now. It’s far from him, but visible in the other car’s light. He slams on his brakes, his body jerking forward.

The other car doesn’t slow.

He slams his horn several times, for whatever is in the road and the other driver.

The thing doesn’t move.

The car doesn’t slow.

The car and the creature- oh fuck, it’s an animal- collide.

Everything that happens next is too quick. The car stops for a moment. Frankie whips the truck into park and turns on his hazards.

The other car stops for a moment. Frankie can just make out a silhouette inside. He gets out of his truck, eyes wide and frantic. He runs to the animal’s side.

The car drives off.

Dust swirls across the road as the car’s tail lights fade into the distance. Leaving just Frankie and his truck and the mangled mess of fur and blood.

“Fucker!” Frankie screams after the car. “You fuckin’ bastard! You didn’t even check, you motherfucker!”

He gets closer and realizes it’s a dog. Its fur is white and brown and so painstakingly red with its own blood, and it whimpers and cries and Frankie realizes the poor fucking thing is still alive. Whether it’s his caretaking or his military instincts that kick in, Frankie isn’t sure, but before he knows it he’s ripping off his jacket and picking up the poor poor baby, oh you little angel, he coos to it, wrapping it in the denim and setting it in his passenger seat.

It’s still whimpering and crying, and Frankie gets in the driver’s seat and grabs his phone. “Nearest 24-hour pet hospital,” he shouts into it, hands shaking. He doesn’t realize either reaction is happening. It gets the words wrong. “No, fuck,” he groans, shifting the truck into drive and whipping a U-turn. He types in the words as he starts to speed back in the direction of the town. He knows he shouldn’t text and drive and normally he doesn’t, but he’s a fucking former military helicopter pilot, he rationalizes with himself, he can handle this. He finds the directions and types them in and tears start dripping from his eyes.

“Hang in there, buddy, hey,” he says and rubs the poor dog’s big ears as they drive. “It’s gonna be 30 minutes. Think you can hang on for me?” he asks it, not expecting a response. He wants to check the dog’s sex but now is certainly not the time, not while he’s doing 85 in a 60 zone and the dog’s blood is seeping into his denim jacket and his passenger seat.

The tears are flowing freely from his eyes now, his heart breaking. He can feel the animal’s shallow breaths as he drives, and he sobs to himself. “Hang on, buddy. It’s gonna be okay, I gotcha. I’m Frankie,” he introduces himself to the dog, “and I’m gonna take real good care of you. You’re gonna be alright and we’re gonna get you fixed up and back to your owners.”

The drive takes 24 minutes when Frankie is flying down the backroads. Fuck if a cop sees him. Fuck blowing a tire. That can be cared for later, when there’s not a dying creature next to him. A steady murmur of ‘it’s okay’ spills from Frankie’s lips. He’s not sure if he’s saying it to the dog or himself. One hand firmly grips the steering wheel and the other never leaves the animal’s body. He comforts the poor creature, murmuring more reassurances the closer they get. 

“Please hang in there for me, cariño,” Frankie whimpers, chewing his bleeding lip. “I gotcha. It’s all gonna be alright, bud.”

When he sees the hospital, he drives a little faster. He pulls into the emergency room area and parks in front of the door, turning on his hazards and running inside. There are a few veterinary nurses inside and they greet him, but their looks turn to fear when they see the denim-wrapped animal. “Please, please, Idon’tknowthisisn’tmydogitwasahitandrunandIpickeditup-”

“It’s alright, sir, come with us. Please breathe and tell us again,” a kind woman tells him with a hand on his arm, rushing him and the dog back. Frankie calms down after a moment and explains what happened. “It’s not my dog, I don’t know whose dog this is, you gotta check it for a chip-” he rambles.

“It’s alright, sir,” the nurse tells him kindly and takes the dog from his arms. Frankie clutches after it and a new woman pushes his arms down. “We’re going to take it back and operate on it. Would you please wait here for us? We’ll come give you updates as we get them,” she tells him, gesturing to the waiting room. He nods. “And is this your dog’s first time here?” She asks.

The tears come back, choking his throat as water falls steadily from his eyes. “It’s not even my fuckin’ dog, man,” he whimpers, worrying his lip between his teeth again.

The woman is still kind. “I see. Please, sit, Mr….”

“Morales,” he manages out.

She nods. “Mr. Morales. I understand you’re worried. Please just wait in here for us and we’ll bring you information when we have it.” He nods softly, grabbing a tissue from the front desk. He wipes his eyes and nose. “My truck is parked right outside, it’s in the way, I’ll go park it somewhere else,” he tells her.

“That’s perfectly fine, sir. You can even leave and come back if you’d like.” He shakes his head. “I’ll be right back,” he tells her and walk-jogs outside, getting in his car and bringing it around to park.

-

Frankie enters the emergency room again and sits in a chair. He worries and worries for hours, texting his group chat with the Millers and Santiago. He gives them a play-by-play, but only Santiago responds. He sits awake for another hour, nervously wringing his ball cap.

The dog must be alive, or at least be able to save, he rationalizes with himself. After a while, the worry fades and he falls asleep. Two hours later, no other patients around to disrupt him, he’s woken by the nurse who took the dog back. “Mr. Morales?” She calls out gently.

He jumps awake. “Yeah, yeah, that’s me.” He sits up from his slumped state, readjusting the cap from where it had been resting over his eyes.

The nurse smiles softly at him and sits in a chair across the waiting room from him. “The dog is safe now. We had to amputate her front left leg, and she had a lot of stitches, but she’s stable and looks like she’ll do well.” He lets out a sigh and her smile becomes more genuine. “You told us she isn’t yours?”

She. The dog is a girl. Of course she is, Frankie smiles a little. The smile falls as he remembers the fact again. “No, no. It was a hit and run. I saw it happen, the other guy took off, it wasn’t me who hit her, I’m-”

“Mr. Morales.”

“Right. No, she’s not mine.”

The nurse nods and writes that down. “Well, we scanned her several times. She has no chip, no identifiers at all. Our options now are to send her to some rescue or kennel of some sort, or you can take her home with you.”

His heart breaks at the image of the sweet dog in the front seat of his car going somewhere without daily love and affection. “She’ll come with me,” he answers before he can rationally think about it.

“Wonderful,” she nods, marking that down as well. “She’s looped up now on some drugs. We’ll let her sleep them off for a bit and then she’s all yours. We do have some procedures we’ll need you to follow, for caring for the wound and such. But after that, it should be all good. You’re free to head out now. We can call you when she wakes up.”

Frankie nods. “Yeah. Yeah, that would be great.” He looks down at his watch and notices how early in the morning it is. “Thanks,” he tells her with a genuine smile, taking off his cap and running his hands through his hair before replacing it.

- From that moment on, Frankie was enamored with the dog. He called in from work when the shop opened bright and early at 6:00 A.M. 

“Hey Carol. It’s Morales.”

“You can stop asking if you can come in early, Frank. Just do it,” the woman chuckles on the other line. A loud slurp is audible- it’s the coffee she’s always drinking, the dark sludgy shit that she brews in the break room that Frankie can’t stand but she absolutely adores.

“No, uh. Actually, I was calling in to see if someone else could cover for me today.” He explains the whole story to her, wringing his cap between his hands. “So. I was kind of hoping I could take the day to look for the dog’s owners and care for her.”

There’s a beat of silence over the phone. “Of course, Frankie,” the older woman says kindly. “You got a real big heart, kid. Real big. That’s awful kind.”

He smiles a little. “Just doing what I can. Thanks, Carol.”

“Keep me posted, Catfish.” The woman hangs up.

Frankie’s in more comfortable clothes now. He didn’t sleep at all once he got home, waiting for the hospital’s call. He distracts himself, cooking a breakfast he only picks at, watching his new series halfheartedly on the couch.

The animal hospital calls him again at 7:30. He gets off the couch immediately and into the truck. There’s a bit of blood on the passenger seat, from where the dog wasn’t immediately covered by his jacket. It’s not a worry, though, he thinks to himself. He’ll get some stain remover and maybe a new and nicer jacket. 

When he arrives, they usher him back to a check-up room. The dog is lying down but she wags her tail at Frankie, looking up at him with big brown eyes that could rival his own. “Hey, sweet thing,” he calls softly, and the dog stands and walks over to him. It’s pained, that much is clear, but she’s already adjusting to walking with one less limb. She rests her head on Frankie’s lap and he scratches her ears gently. 

Some paperwork is filled out and Frankie leads the dog out to his truck with the leash and collar the hospital provided. He lifts her into the passenger seat and she snuggles in. The scent is familiar to her. 

Frankie drives her to a pet store nearby, smiling over at her. She looks at ease with him, relaxed and trusting. Of course she is. This is the man who saved her. 

He helps her down once they arrive and leads her inside. Her walking is pained, he can tell. “Aw, honey,” he frowns. There are carts right inside; Frankie sees the immediate solution. He scoops her up and sets her in a cart. Her tongue hangs out happily as they go through the store. “We’re gonna get you all kinds of fun stuff, huh?” He asks, scratching her head. 

Frankie spares no expense for the dog. As they cross through the store, the cart fills: bags of food and treats, a new leash, and a pink collar decorated with donuts “because you’re such a sweetie, right cutie?”, doggie bags, and food and water dishes. Finally they reach the toy aisle. “Do you wanna pick your own toy?”

He picks her up and sets her down on the ground, unclipping her leash to allow her to explore the toy aisle. She meanders, sniffing toys here and there, even considering one big bone. A few moments later, she comes tottering back to the cart with a toy in her mouth. It’s a big plush hedgehog.  Frankie grins. “Aw, that’s a good one! Good choice, cutie.” He kisses her head as he puts her back in the cart. 

They check out and drive home, and Frankie allows her to wander inside. “Welcome home. At least for now. I suppose I should put an ad out for you online.” 

The dog doesn’t respond, just wanders around the house, sniffing the furniture warily and looking back at Frankie. Asking if he’s coming. He smiles and leads her to the couch, sitting down on it. “I know they say you shouldn’t let dogs on the furniture, but I think you and I can share.” She jumps up and Frankie praises her, giving her a smooch and earning a big lick in return. “Oh, pretty girl, I think you’ll like it here,” he coos to her. She snuggles into his side with a sigh and Frankie sighs too. 

Over the next few days, he posts ads for her, but no one responds. He reaches out to people from the area he was driving in, but no one responds. After Day 4 of searching, there’s no response and he allows himself to sigh in relief. “You’re mine now, baby girl,” he coos to the dog, who’s happily panting and grinning. 

During the first week, Frankie tries out different names for her. None of them seem to stick. He wonders if she ever even had a name before. Ada, Lucille, Thea, Sunny, Miki, Zulu, Fox, Pancake. None of them work right for her personality. 

It’s not until late one night when Frankie’s coke cravings decide upon a name for her. 

It’s 2:24 in the morning and Frankie is quaking like a leaf. The dog is cuddled up into his side on the bed. Wherever he goes around the house, she follows. He’s biting his lip so hard it’s drawing blood. Normally when he’s this anxious, when he yearns to call his dealer, he rides it out by balling his fists so tight his knuckles turn white. But his dog seems to notice. 

She rests her chin on his hip, wagging her tail against the mattress with a steady thump. She whines quietly. She knows. 

Frankie’s at least momentarily distracted. “Hey, beautiful, what’s wrong?” He asks her, scratching his head and rolling over to pet her. He’s still desperate but the focus shifts from the sensation of one last hit to the feeling of her soft fur beneath his fingers. She sighs happily and snuggles into Frankie’s side, and he starts to cry. 

No one has ever needed him. Not his plants: they’re succulents. He deals with them once every other week. Not his former fiancée. She didn’t need him, just liked him for his money and his dick late at night. Not his friends. They had other friends to go to. No, this dog needs him, and it makes his heart feel like it’s going to burst. 

Sitting up, Frankie turns on the television. He hits a random button to choose a channel, and Princess and the Frog comes on. He chuckles a little. “How about Tiana?” He asks his dog and scratches her ears. She doesn’t react. 

It’s near the beginning of the movie. The relaxing music soothes him as the movie starts. The dog lies with her head on his thigh, happily receiving scratchies from her new father. Her head perks up when she hears a shrill noise from the television: Tiana’s best friend in her puffy pink dress. 

“It’s okay, it’s okay baby. It’s just Charlotte.”

Charlotte. Her ears perk up and she looks at him. “Charlotte?” He asks again, and she looks at him in confusion. “Do you like that one? How about Lottie?” No response. “Or Charlie?”

The dog pounces on him with her one front paw and licks his face. Frankie laughs happily scratching her sides. “Is that your name, pretty girl? Is your name Charlie?”

The answer, it seems, is yes.

It’s funny, Frankie thinks. Charlie is the third letter of the military alphabet, after Alpha and Beta.

Before Delta.

She would be, he realizes. She’s more important to him than his Delta Squadron guys. More important to him than the terrible things he did in the military. She comes before Delta.

And that’s how Charlie got her name. 

-

The guys finally came over to Frankie’s house on Night 9 of owning Charlie. 

All of the men are dog lovers, and Charlie takes to Benny quickly. He gives her her favorite kind of scratches: one hand behind the ear, one hand on the tummy. “Yeah, that’s a good tripod,” he teases her as he snuggles her. 

“Hey man, cut it out,” Frankie frowns and smacks his arm. “She’s insecure about it! Be nice.”

Santiago laughs. “Hey, you know what, Fish? This isn’t what I meant when I said that you should get a girl, but I’ll take it. Especially when she’s such a sweetie- oh hi, beautiful,” he coos as Charlie hops his way and licks his face. 

Frankie shakes his head. “Isn’t she a cutie?” He laughs happily as he watches his dog. “I tried posting ads for her, but no one answered. She’s such a sweetheart, potty trained and everything. I can’t believe I got so lucky.”

Benny grins. “And all because we asked you to get a beer and you caved and said yes.”

“What the hell do you mean caved, Ben? I get beers with you two fuckers three times a week,” he laughs and shakes his head. 

He’s been home alone with her all week, but he hasn’t felt as anxious as he normally does. Her companionship is all he needs, the way she snuggles up tight against him, the way her meal schedule motivates him to eat more. He has a purpose now. 

After the initial excitement, Charlie finds her place sitting at her dad’s feet, panting happily and looking around the room. “She fits in well,” Will nods and leans over as he scratches her head. “She’s the newest member of our group, I suppose.”

“She’s much less work than Fish. Maybe we replace him with her,” Santiago teases and Frankie flips him off, chuckling softly. 

This was a pattern that came to be known as the newly named C Night in Frankie’s head. These are the nights where they order a pizza or takeout and hang out in Frankie’s living room with Charlie. She’s the entertainer of the group, giving the men each some individual snuggles and wandering around the room. She’s funny, flopping onto her back at a human’s feet so that she can get tummy rubs, spending an absurd amount of time sniffing one specific spot on one man’s jeans. They all adore her. 

Life improves for Frankie when he has Charlie. He works shorter hours, spends time brushing her fur. He sleeps at better hours and cares for himself better as a result of caring for her. 

He takes her on a jog every morning. At first, he was nervous to do it. It’s been a long time since he’s been able to pass those Special Ops fitness tests. The thing that encourages him most is that Charlie is just the same speed as him. She runs along happily on three legs at the perfect pace for Frankie to match. 

Frankie lovingly refers to her as his copilot. She loves riding in the passenger seat of his truck, letting the wind from the open windows run through her fur. She gets excited when she hears the word truck and demands that Frankie snuggle her when they’re on a long drive. She even fell asleep on his lap once, with her face resting in the curve of the steering wheel.

Charlie is Frankie’s baby, and Frankie is her favorite human. The two of them are each other’s soulmates, Frankie thinks. His baby girl, his fluffy baby, his cuddlebug. His girl. His one true love is his dog, his Charlie. 

-

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[ughseoks]

versace on the floor | jhs

— pairing; hoseok x reader

— genre/au; mafia au / smut / pwp

— rating; 18+

— word count; 2k+

— warnings; very brief mention of hoseok being in the mafia—literally if you blink you miss it, VERY unedited / smut warnings: unprotected sex, slight breathplay, manhandling, dirty talk, daddy kink, dom/sub undertones, oral (f receiving), its seriously unedited like i wrote and didnt look back ONE SINGLE TIME

— summary; Hoseok is very satisfied with the dress he picked out for you to wear tonight.

— dedicated to @astraljoon​ i love u rat girl thanks for making me a smut playlist ur so cool wow

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The stars are out tonight.

You can see them shining down on you through the glass ceiling above. The twinkling lights stand out against the dark night sky, making for a perfect background behind the crystal chandelier that Hoseok picked out just for you. It’s beautiful, and once again you find yourself wondering how you got so lucky.

Your boyfriend’s hands suddenly appear on your waist from behind you, squeezing gently before one of them reaches up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I can’t stop looking at you in this dress, baby.” Hoseok’s voice is warm and breathy as it floats through the air, his lips dangerously close to brushing against your now exposed ear. He subtly shifts so your back is pressed flush to his front before his hands slip away from your waist, beginning to roam around your body above the skintight dress you wear.

It’s a beautiful silver color; small sparkles are sprinkled throughout the material, causing them to glint and glow in the dim light from the chandelier above. The dress is tight against your skin, a deep v-neck exposing skin all the way down to your navel before the material flares out slightly near the bottom. It’s short enough that if you were to bend over, Hoseok would be able to see the curve of your ass.

One of his arms slips around your waist firmly while the other slides upwards, his fingers dancing playfully along the bare skin of your collarbone and the base of your neck. “It’s a bit revealing, though, don’t you think?”

“Y-You’re the one who picked it out, Seokie,” you murmur. Hoseok simply hums in response, slowly sliding his fingers up your neck until he’s holding your jaw in a gentle grip. He then tilts your head to the side, allowing his lips to descend upon the soft skin near the base of your neck before slowly moving upwards.

“You know,” he mutters between kisses, “Everyone was staring at you. They all wanted a piece of you; I know it.” He pauses. “But you’re mine. Isn’t that right?”

“Mhm,” you agree, hands reaching up and over your head to thread through his hair, “I’m yours, Seokie. Only yours.”

He makes a noise of satisfaction, the arm around your waist tightening as his hips slowly grind against your ass. “Where do you want me, baby?”

“B-Bedroom,” you exhale. As beautiful as the ballroom is, you’d rather continue your activities in the comfort of your king-sized bed.

Hoseok plants a few more kisses on your neck before pulling away. His fingers slip between yours before he guides you down the long and twisting hallways—a remarkably soft gesture that has your chest filling with warmth. This Hoseok is different from the cruel, cold-hearted man that his enemies and the men he ordered around every day see This Hoseok is soft and loving; kind and nurturing.

It’s a side of him that only you get to see.

As you make your way through the twists and turns of the hallways that you’ve come to know so well, you can feel his fingers giving you gentle squeezes along the way—silent reassurances of his never-ending love for you.

As soon as you reach the bedroom, Hoseok is tugging you into his chest, face mere inches from yours when you gasp in surprise. His eyes are molten brown, clouded over with lust and need. “I love this dress, baby,” he smirks, “But we don’t need it anymore.”

His large hand rests on the nape of your neck before moving to grip the zipper of your dress. He begins to unzip it at a pace so slow it’s almost painful, your skin burning beneath the tight material covering you. The zipper comes to a stop at the curve of your ass, and his hands return to your shoulders to help push the material down until it falls to a puddle at your feet, leaving your flushed skin bare for him to drink in with his heavy gaze.

“On the bed.”

You immediately follow his instructions and take a seat on the edge of the bed. He watches you silently for a few moments before slowly walking forwards, only stopping once he’s directly in front of you. His hand extends to cup your jaw lovingly, thumb brushing against your cheekbone as he stares down at you.

“Remember our safeword, baby?”

“Yes, Seokie.” He raises his eyebrow at the nickname, causing you to stumble over your words correcting yourself. “I-I mean daddy. Yes, daddy.”

“Good,” he purrs, giving your cheek a loving squeeze before raising back up to his full height. “You know what to do, princess.”

You bite your lip and scoot forward, placing your hands on his hips before allowing them to slip down to the button of his pants. Ever so slowly, you pop it open, tugging the expensive slacks down until Hoseok is able to kick them out of the way. You can see his hard member clearly through his boxer briefs.

Hoseok busies himself in undoing his tie while you work dutifully to undo the buttons of his soft black shirt, the flowy material cool beneath your scorching fingertips. Once it’s fully unbuttoned, he allows it to fall from his shoulders, revealing the sculpted body that was hiding beneath it.

Your fingertips roam his toned and tanned skin, tracing every dip and curve with the utmost care. His breath hitches when you trace the line of his hips. A happy trail of hair descends beneath the crisp white band that says calvin klein, the sight of it making your mouth water.

Hoseok stops you before you can descend any further. “Another time, baby. Tonight is all about you.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Always such a good girl,” He grins proudly, “Can you move further back for me, princess?”

You nod and scoot backward, watching with rapt attention as he climbs onto the bed and pushes you onto your back. His arms cage you in as he settles between your legs, allowing his gaze to flicker over your face hungrily before swooping downwards to slot his lips against yours.

The kiss is fiery and passionate, hours of pent up sexual tension finally being released as Hoseok swallows your moans of pleasure. Tongue caressing yours, he grinds his hips slowly into yours, the hardness of his member still confined within his boxer briefs.

“W-Wanna see you, daddy,” you gasp between kisses, hands pushing helplessly at the band of his underwear.

“Is baby girl feeling needy?” he chuckles.

You nod furiously, breathing a sigh of relief when he helps you tug down his underwear before tossing them to the side. His cock stands at attention before you, and not for the first time tonight, you lament that you aren’t allowed to touch it.

Maybe next time.

Hoseok is back on you in the blink of an eye, his mouth warm and wet as he peppers sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck. You inhale sharply when he sucks on a particularly sensitive spot, the sound causing him to pause momentarily in his ministrations, looking up at you with gentle eyes.

“Don’t hold your breath, baby,” he coaxes you, using his hand to massage one of your breasts gently, “I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me?”

You nod and do your best to follow Hoseok’s instructions as he begins to trail his kisses down your chest and navel. His mouth pauses when it reaches the apex of your thighs, glancing up at you only once before diving in without warning.

A cry falls from your lips when he licks a broad stripe up your wet folds, your fingers immediately flying to thread through his hair. A groan falls from his lips when you tug on the chocolate brown strands. “D-Daddy, don’t stop, p-please,” you beg, “Feels s-so good.”

Hoseok hums in response, the sound sending vibrations through your core as he continues to lap at your pussy like a man starved. It isn’t long before he’s pushing two long fingers into your entrance, pumping them in and out of you steadily as you writhe beneath him. His free arm reaches across your waist; your mouth waters at the sight of his strong muscles on display as he uses his strength to keep you in place.

As he continues his ministrations, you feel your orgasm to sneak up on you—and quickly, at that. Hoseok seems to feel it too, because when your pussy begins to flutter around his fingers, he redoubles his efforts, sucking on your clit harshly as his fingertips massage your inner walls.

“D-Daddy, I-I’m—” you cry out. The rest of your sentence fades into nothingness when your orgasm crashes over you unexpectedly, white-hot pleasure floods your veins as Hoseok coaxes you through your orgasm.

When your moans fade into cries of overstimulation, Hoseok finally ceases his assault on your pussy, wiping your essence from his mouth with the back of his hand.

“You taste like heaven, baby,” he grins, shifting so he’s hovering above you once more. “Are you ready? Think you can take my cock like a good girl?”

“Yes, daddy,” you plead, hands finding purchase on his back when he begins to drag his member between your wet lips, “Please, fill me up.”

It’s all the permission he needs, shifting his hips so his dick finally begins to slide into your entrance. It’s a stretch; it always has been. Hoseok is by no means small, and you can feel every inch of him as he slides in up to the hilt.

A low moan falls from both of your lips when his hips finally rest against yours. Hoseok allows you barely any time to adjust before he’s thrusting in and out of you with a steady rhythm. His strokes are slow and purposeful and deep, every movement dragging his cock against your warm and wet walls that squeeze him like a vice.

“You’re doing so good for me, angel,” he grunts, punctuating his words with lewd smacks of his hips against yours, “Taking me so well; squeezing me so tight.”

“Daddy,” you moan, “Harder; Please.”

His strokes falter at the tone of your voice. “F-Fuck,” he groans, dropping his forehead to rest on your shoulder, “You’re so fucking hot.”

You shudder at the pure hunger in his voice, arousal shooting straight to your core when Hoseok suddenly begins to manhandle you so your legs are thrown over his shoulders. He immediately resumes his thrusts as soon as you’re in position, leaning down to press a sloppy kiss to your lips.

Your body bounces with the force of his thrusts, walls clamping down around him when his teeth nip at your bottom lip. It isn’t long before you’re approaching your second high of the night, the moans falling from your lips growing higher in pitch as the pressure in your core begins to build until you’re sure the coil is about to snap.

“Are you gonna cum for me?” Hoseok asks breathlessly, his own hips beginning to stutter as he nears his own orgasm, “Gonna cream all over my cock?”

“Y-yeah,” you whine, “Gonna c-cum.”

Hoseok somehow manages to fuck you even harder and faster as his right hand slides up to wrap gently around your neck. The pressure is barely there, but it’s just enough to send you over the edge. Fireworks burst behind your closed eyelids; your walls clamp down around him as he fucks you through your high, swallowing your cries of pleasure with his lips.

“T-That’s it, baby,” he encourages you. He thrusts only a few more times before coming to a shuddering stop within you, his release painting your walls as your hands scramble for purchase against his back.

When the two of you finally come down from your orgasms, Hoseok pulls out of you slowly before laying down beside you, tugging you into his comforting—albeit sweaty—embrace.

He presses a kiss to the top of your head “I love you so much.”

“Love you too, Seokie,” you murmur into his chest. The two of you continue to lay with your bodies pressed together, the sound of his breathing lulling you to into a deep sleep.

a/n; this is not my best work by any means but like hey it’s a pwp that i wrote all in one sitting AND it’s my first post in like 20 years so enjoy it u hoes (ur not hoes i love u guys lots sorry i didnt mean it)

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[papers4me]

Hi, I have always read your furuba reviews and I'm very curious about which are your favorite characters and why?

HI!

Thank you for reading my posts<3. I know I've been slow lately, but I'm not in a right emotional place right now, but I'll be back to posting soon. Actually talking abt furuba & story-telling here in tumblr is such a peaceful outlet that I'm thankful for.

While I love 97% of furuba characters, my faves kept changing while I watched the anime. I decided to have 5 top characters as faves & number one kept changing as the anime progressed.

Since I'm all abt story-telling, I think I need to separate the anime from the manga cuz no way in the anime that tohru would be on my top 5, heck not even top 10! I really don't like how her character was reduced to yuki's mommy-tohru, then angel-tohru, then villain-fixer tohru. The real individual tohru with her own personal story is just two eps long, so meh~. Also, while yuki is in my top 5 in the anime, I don't like how he's too perfect & prince in the anime while his own theme is the imperfect non-prince. Kyo's, too in my top 5 but I dont like how his own story is intentionally messed up by the anime with the stupid "I forgot" that contradicts the anime's own canon plot...

So, I'll tell you my top 5 fave character in the manga so fat with no particular order.

Tohru, while I'm yet to uncover her own plot in the manga, so far she has way more character exploration & depth!! She really feels like a different character from the anime! I'm shocked! The facial expressions, the occasional doubtful self-talk, even the "fake-smile"mask she puts is so expressive. She is treated as a character with a personal plot , regardless of being the protagonist. Her own plot is not reliant on being yuki's mommy, or the sohma's shrink, or a fixer. Her own plot line is abt grief & being lonely. It's the most common struggle that we all share regardless of our gender, race, financial status. Death is the ultimate fact & we'll face loosing a loved one & feeling lonely is not related to social skills nor being loved. I'll forever hate the anime for passing on such unique universal theme in favor of emphasizing the most popular shonen-themed coming of age story ( a boy becoming a man) "yuki" or the over-exaggerated drama in "kyo's". Like I dont want them to pass any of the 3 characters plotlines, but the anime made a choice & forever cemented anime tohru as the most "fixer"character in anime history like 98765678 of other female protagonists.

Yuki has way more character & realness in the manga. He doesnt come off as narrator-y as he does in the anime simply cuz the anime only chose the parts where yuki narrates as a voice-over & told us how to feel & dropped all the parts where he's interacting & actually talking to other characters not just the audience. His own personal story is abt "observing, learning & having the guts to make a move & embracing his own imperfection". I love this! Anime yuki is not imperfect. no. he's the icon of perfect prince, he even initiates a set of fanclub girls into the world that they float! He's so perfect, he "heals" a girl simply by talking to her once. That's all it takes him to fall in love & find his soulmate. While in the manga, I'm starting to see yuki display signs of "kind jerk" in the making, that's refreshing!

I admit that I didn't include kyo into my top 5 until se02. Don't get me wrong, he's so endearing since ep1, but didnt seem to be complex nor refreshing as the others. but se02, ep 9 was the first glimpse into his own character depth & I got hooked! I'm so in love with the theme of "repeated mistakes & guilt". it's such a mature theme & speaks to a much wider audience. The more we repeat the same mistakes, the more we self-sabotage our lives. Also, I love the love isn't a magic healing element in his story. He's the most loved character by tohru, yet her love only hurt him more due to his guilt. Moreover, the romantic element itself wasnt a cliche "love at 1st sight, nor lovers since childhood, nor girl fixes a guy, nor guy protects the girl from danger". Not at all. It was "love blooming subtly, little by little by mundane daily life". I cant express how much I applaud Takaya-san for such complex writing. In the anime, kyo only comes when it's his ep, other than that, he's absent or characterless. I hated that. So far in the manga, kyo has an existence even in other plotlines & has different aspects of his character. Also, I'm shocked at how much inner dialogue he has! like no too much that it involves other character nor too little that you dont understand him. It's just the right amount.

Momiji. He's the most balanced character. He isnt fixed by tohru, but isnt perfectly fine either. He's the definition of the right amount of kindness. He doesn sell himself to make other happy like tohru or kureno, nor puts himself in danger to save others like haru. He does help others but also helps himself. He helped his mom forget him cuz honestly that wasnt even his choice. it's the dad's. He participated willingly tho in avoiding her, but he didnt dwell in self pity & locked himself emotionally. He let go of loving tohru & encouraged kyo, but while he genuinely loved kyo, he didnt just back off cuz he's kind & a sacrificial angel. He stood like a man & challenged kyo for tohru's heart, but let go when he realized the choice is tohru's. not them. They can love her aromatically, but she's the one who decides who to be with. I love the theme of "not competing for love". it's not a competition really. never was. Still, as love sick & heart-broken as he was, momiji didnt dwell in self-pity & after allowing himself to heal, he bounced back & smiled. Momiji is no foolish traveler.

The spot is reserved to a certain character that I want the manga to prove their worth. I dont want them to be as shallow as the anime made them to be. I want to see depth. I dont know if the manga writes them better, but once I finish the manga, I'll know.

I wanted to add shigure but no. Despite all the complexity & the unique roles he has & despite how much I love characters with big giant flaws & ugly characteristics, shigre fell from my top 5 long ago. Look, this seems petty but I can't get over the fact that he slept with akito's mom. ewwwww. It makes me wanna puke! so disgusting. yuck yuck yuck! I dont mind that he "cheated"or wanted to "hurt akito by sleeping with ANOTHER woman". As a matter of fact, such acts create drama, ugly feelings & emotional struggle. I love such things in fiction. but he did it with the mother. He actually laid with both mom & daughter in his life. ewwwwww! This level of eww is so revolting to me! Some ppl are disgusted by bugs & worms that they want to puke, me.. when ppl sleep with both parent/off spring, or both siblings. Yuck! & it's even more yuck that it didnt stop their "love" from being real/ happy/ perfect/ passionate! & that it worked in making akito "want him more & be a "woman" for him"... ew!

lol, so yeah~here's my super long answer to ur super short qs. but I dont be "papers"if I didnt write till my fingers hurt, now would I? XD. I enjoyed ur question so much! thanks<3.

Anon, Don't get offended ny my shigure-rant! XD. its petty, I know. if u read this, tell me who's ur fave?

#fruits basket #anime only #manga reviwes #asks #responding paper #anonymous friends

[chrolloctrl]

hello～! can i request for Adultrio who fell in love with fem crime hunter Reader? also have a nice day/evening💘

thank you for the request! i tried my best to make all of these different from each other, but i also tried to stay true to how the characters would sincerely react:) oh and sorry for the late post, school’s been tough :( but yknow it be like that

note(s)/warning(s): some mentions of blood and violence, but other than that nothing you wouldn’t see on hxh though

fandom(s)/character(s): hunter x hunter, adultrio, aka illumi, hisoka, and chrollo

for dialogue purposes, italics are you, and bold is the character :)

i l l u m i

since you’re a crime hunter and he is a literal trained assassin, the relationship is pretty much seemingly doomed for failure

however i imagine that you guys meet in an a very unexpected way

he’s on a mission to kill someone who had stolen from the zoldycks, and you’re on a mission to take out a thief

yeah it’s the same guy you got it

illumi gets there first and gets the job done

much to your dismay

you’re standing right behind him as he’s covered in blood over the body

all you say is “since when does the assassin do something morally correct?”

“when it benefits him.” he responds.

i think he recognizes you before you recognize him

“you’re y/n, right? crime hunter?”

“you could say that.”

“we aren’t so different you know..”

“we are incredibly different. i don’t kill for sport.”

“you still kill, though.”

you’re so pissed off because he kind of has a point

oh and that emotionless stupid little face of his pisses you off even more

it’s all love we know i love illumi

illumi’s bloodlust is out of control at this point, your interaction with him just increased that

“what are you going to do? kill me?”

“no. it doesn’t benefit me now does it?”

“what do you want from me illumi?”

“ a deal.”

somehow he ropes you into helping him on missions as long as it corresponds with your own morals

i think the moment he realizes he’s in love with you is when you explain morality to him

like obviously he has no idea wtf good morals are lmao

you act as his therapist in a way, comforting him about his past and telling him that his bad actions don’t make him a bad person, just a person who used to do bad things

sorry guys i love soft illumi, and i genuinely think he has the capability to be good

one day he breaks down after a mission, and he is so embarrassed that you’re the first person he shows his deep, buried emotions to

you just hold him and comfort him, telling him its not his fault

after that he doesn’t want to talk to you because he’s embarrassed

“i think emotions make you a better assassin.”

“how does that make sense?”

“makes you think twice.”

and now he knows why killua loves gon so much.

h i s o k a

we already know this bitch is obsessed with you

probably keeps tabs on you to see what you’re up to

every headline involving you “taking down another lowlife” catches his attention so fast

he wants a fight so bad

so he creates a plan

commit a crime so terribly that they HAVE to send you to take him out

just another amazing idea from hisoka!

so he figures out who you’re working for, and kills someone close to them, obviously leaving behind a trace so they have somewhat of an idea as to who he is, but still making it a hunt

he probably leaves a star and tear behind, something that only those who knew him would recognize

and so he watches you hunt him while he hunts you

you’re asking anyone and everyone if they recognize the star and tear, most people either having no clue, or recognizing it but keeping quiet about it in fear of what hisoka would do

eventually, someone says they know a person who draws a star and tear on their face — hisoka morrow

once hisoka hears that you know his name he is absolutely ecstatic, he probably reveals himself to you right after

“it has been so fun watching you search for me.”

“if you knew i was looking, why be a coward and hide?”

“there’s no fun if there’s no chase, darling.”

you guys battle it out, i imagine the fight is very close, but evidently you just can’t keep up with him

“you put up a beautiful fight…hmm, perhaps i’ll let you survive if you join me?”

out of breath and on the brink of death, he assumes you’re saying no

right as he goes for the finishing blow, you hold your hands up, and whisper through a mouth full of blood a small “i’ll do it.”

he has a huge grin on his face, so excited to have successfully “corrupted” you

sorry y’all added a little corruption kink in their my b

once he takes you to machi so she can heal you, you both go on ur little killing ppl missions together cos what else does hisoka do lol

he realizes he’s in love once you finish someone off, a crazed look in your eyes, smile on display, covered in blood.

“you’ve never looked as beautiful as you do now.”

you and hisoka’s love is weird. but it’s intense, and it is real. just not...normal.

you guys are crazy killers, but it works

he probably draws a star and tear on you just so u guys can match

after u.. murder people <3

yandere reader vibes sorry

c h r o l l o

for this, we are going to assume that you are the “weakest” link of the crime hunter agency

so they make you the bait

sorry i just want to cover all of our bases

you definitely have a lot of potential, you are just incredibly clumsy, and taking down the phantom troupe is something that requires plenty of people on the job

chrollo already knows you’re a crime hunter when he “runs into you” at a bar, as well as the fact that you aren’t working alone

but he entertains you, just because he’s bored lol

i can already picture you being caught off guard by how handsome chrollo is, because honestly im sorry who wouldn’t be

you kind of even forget you’re there on a job

but, when chrollo asks if you know about nen and what type of nen you use, you quickly remember why you’re there

you smile, “yes, i’m a specialist.”

he asks you to show him, but you decline

“i will lose it if i do.”

chrollo smirks, “smart girl.”

with that, you feel a sharp pain on the side closest to chrollo, and everything goes dark as you tumble into his arms

once you wake up, all the spiders surround you, chrollo in the center

“caught in the web.” you say, as chrollo’s eyes lighten up.

“precisely.”

“is there any way to escape a spider’s web?”

“prove to be worthy.”

there he went again, begging to see your nen so he could steal it

but just because you were thought to be the weakest link, didn’t mean it was true

“i mean, you’re looking at it right now.”

the troupe stares in confusion, and before chrollo can respond, one of the spiders falls to the ground, beheaded. (i can’t pick who so just pretend its ur least favorite <3)

the spiders stand there in shock

there were two of you.

the real you, free and unbounded, makes the clone disappear

“you said you were a specialist, but this seems to be a conjurer technique?”

“the speciality is that you can’t steal it. it isn’t exactly nen.”

this is the first time someone’s caught chrollo off guard, he has no idea what to do, i mean how did he know that this you wasn't a clone?

“now, i’ve heard once a leg is missing, there needs to be a replacement. what does the head think?”

you weren’t just a crime hunter, you were a double agent who wanted in on the phantom troupe

the moment chrollo realized your abilities weren’t nen, i think that’s when he fell in love

hear me out

he knows he’s going to be indebted to you forever

and we all know those books he reads...mf is a hopeless romantic who if in love, pretty much is absolutely obsessed

and boy is he obsessed already

of course, he is unable to steal it from you which is quite a drag

but, with you there, and your undiscovered abilities, the phantom troupe was basically unbeatable

something he wanted so badly

“welcome to the troupe number ___.” (once again i can’t decide who LOL you guys can pick)

you protect him and he protects you. 

if any of the troupe questions you and your decisions, he defends you so fast

eventually the troupe is referred to as “a spider with two heads”

kinda cute, kinda funky fresh name for thieves and murderers<3 at least u guys r passionately in love <3 

i hope this was good!! im kind of rusty so sorry :( im finishing up some other requests, and im thinking of crossposting a fic on here and on ao3, inspired by my dr strange/hxh hcs :) but requests are still open! guidelines right here  (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ thank you to everyone who shows love to my posts!

#hunter x hunter #hxh #hxh hcs #adultrio hcs #adultrio x reader #hisoka x reader #chrollo x reader #illumi x reader #hisoka hc #chrollo hc #illumi hc

[kpopfanfictrash]

Hi Shanna! I really liked how detailed and technical ur dance ranking of twice was--as someone who has no formal dance experience, it was enlightening. Would u mind doing one for bts? Only if u want to of course :)

Hello! I have a few of these in my inbox, so yes! I will do this one for bts (but then I must stop before this becomes my blog LOL). I’ll give the same caveats I gave for Twice, though. 1) Dance is always somewhat subjective because it’s an art form. I can talk about technique, but at a certain point my favorite dancer might not be someone else’s favorite dancer because of performance quality, and 2) ALL OF BTS ARE GREAT DANCERS! You don’t become a professional performance artist without already being head and shoulders above the rest. At the end of the day, all are fantastic. 

NOTE: Please don’t use my words on any other platform/to respond to the boys. I’m posting only to give some insight to their skills, not to try and critique BTS. They have dance coaches, trainers and choreographers for that. They absolutely do not need some random person on the internet telling them what they should be doing.

With that in mind, here are my personal thoughts/loose ranking of bts at dancers:

1. Jimin. Not that I’m biased. LOL but seriously, part of the reason I’m drawn to Jimin is because he’s such a fantastic performer. With dance, a lot of people think it’s just body type which can make or break a dancer. To some extent, this is true. If you aren’t born with amazing arches, turnout or flexibility, there’s only so much you can do to improve. That said, there’s a certain intrinsic performance quality which also can’t be taught. You either have it, or you don’t and Jimin has it. It’s mesmerizing to watch him on stage. He has such fantastic control when he dances; his execution of choreography is flawless, but he also puts his own spin on things without standing out too much (a bad thing, when you’re dancing as part of a group!) Jimin does have a background in contemporary/ballet,  which is different from Hobi. One of the places this is visible is in how grounded Jimin is with his transitions/how he finishes his movements. This is SUPER dorky of me lmao, but one of my favorite moves I’ve ever seen him do is this roll up from the ground at 2:05. The absolute CONTROL Jimin has; his heels don’t move an inch, which is so hard to do. Another impressive move to me was the jump Jimin did in the Dynamite dance break (1:09). Neil Haskell did this freaking move all the time on SYTYCD lmao, and it was a staple “trick” on the dance circuit for years, because it’s hard and requires a gymnast/martial arts background. LOTS of control and complicated timing. I could honestly go on for pages about Jimin’s performance quality, but I’ll stop and say one other thing. I occasionally see people praising Jimin as an amazing contemporary dancer (on par with professional contemporary dancers), and I do think it’s important to clarify Jimin diverged from that path nearly ten years ago to become an Idol dancer. Those are two very different styles of dance and although Jimin is FANTASTIC, it’s okay for him not to be the best at every single dance style! lol he’s the first one to say (because he has, while watching the black swan orchestral video) he couldn’t do some of the things professional contemporary dancers can do. (I will add though, yoongi is also right in that I have full faith Jimin COULD have done those things, had he chosen to pursue that path). ANYWAYS. I’ve rambled enough about how much I love Jimin. ONWARD!

2. Hoseok. Surprise, surprise! LOL okay, so let me start by saying out of all BTS, Hoseok is what I consider the smartest dancer. What I mean by that is, the man never burns out. He knows when to conserve his energy and when to go all out. Hoseok is the master of rise and fall in intensity, and there’s a reason he’s highly regarded by all dancers in the industry. Hoseok also seems to have a choreographer’s mind, whereas you don’t see this as much with Jimin. To clarify, being a dancer and being a choreographer are two separate things. It’s like being a soccer player versus being a coach. Being a choreographer requires a big-picture mentality not all dancers have. Hoseok has this though, and you can see this in the natural leadership role he takes whenever they’re rehearsing on their own. He sees mistakes, fixes transitions, etc. (it’s hot, but I digress). Hoseok has a background in various styles of hip-hop, which is really clear when he freestyles. He’s demonstrated popping, tutting, locking and more, which you really only learn through rigorous hip-hop training. His MMA 2019 solo is WILD because he showcases like, five different styles all within a minute. They’re all sub-genres of a genre (hip-hop), if that makes sense. He doesn’t have the same contemporary background as Jimin, which is somewhat apparent whenever BTS leans into more contemporary styles (spring day, black swan, etc). Hobi is good, don’t get me wrong, but his spot isn’t as natural, he’s not as flexible and sometimes you see him overthinking movements. But anyways, Hoseok fancams are the BEST. Go watch one today.

3. Jungkook. Jungkook has improved SO. MUCH. Y’ALL. I can’t stress this enough! A lot of BTS fans probably remember Big Hit sent Jungkook to LA for a few months prior to debut to get him to loosen up in his dancing/improve his performance quality, and boy did he ever. Overall, I think Jungkook’s biggest strengths are his 1) endless stamina (wtf lol) and 2) lately, performance quality. When I’m talking about stamina, I mean Jungkook always goes full-fucking-out in performances and it catches the audience’s eye. One example which comes to mind was during MMA 2019 Dionysus. If you start at like, 2:10, BTS does this really exhausting floor part and then you see everyone around him conserving their energy as they move into the next chorus. It’s supposed to be a breather in the choreo lmao but Jungkook is FULL OUT. It’s his intensity and strength which really makes him stand out as a dancer. If I had written this a year ago, I would’ve said Jungkook’s biggest weakness is contemporary dance. The flip side of the coin to being strong is it can be difficult to slow things down and display the same intensity with slower music. Then, he went and did Black Swan. Like... just watch this spring day performance and contrast it with this black swan one for jungkook. He has gotten SO MUCH BETTER at staying grounded, moving through his transitions, instead of rushing past them to get to the next step. I’m just really proud of him. I still think hobi + jimin have a leg up on him, but Jungkook is a close third.

4. Taehyung. When you get to Taehyung + Yoongi, things start to get blurry. But since this is a list of my personal preferences, I’m going to put Taehyung first because for me, performance is everything. In my opinion, Taehyung’s performance quality is second only to Jimin. More immature dancers will often refer to performance as “making faces.” I.e., purse your lips on count five, smile on count 8 and frown on count 1. A mature dancer though, knows dancing is really an extension of acting. You need to embody the emotions of the song and convey them to your audience, and not just through your facial expressions! I think Tae does a really great job of this, and I’ll often watch his fancams, even though his dance technique isn’t as strong as say, Jimin or Hobi. That’s Taehyung’s main weakness, in my opinion. If he’d started dancing at an earlier age, or taken ballet/contemporary.... lord, idk LOL. help us all.  

5. Yoongi. THIS MAN! Used to be a b-boy and the background is crystal clear if you’ve ever watched a Yoongi fancam (and if you haven’t, what are you doing with your life?) There’s an effortless quality to his movement and, when he wants to, his strength + performance quality rival Jungkook or Taehyung. That said, I think the main reason I’m not ranking Yoongi above them is consistency. Yoongi, simply put, isn’t a dancer. He’s a rapper/producer who likes to dance and enjoys dancing as part of BTS. I’m not saying he doesn’t like it, but it’s not his main passion, unlike some of the others. His intensity can vary depending on his visibility, which again, isn’t a bad thing. When Yoongi does turn it on, he turns it ON. He’s also very comfortable onstage, which is important. Yoongi doesn’t hesitate in his improv (esp. in his solos or rap line performances), which gives his stage quality a more natural ease.  

6/7. Namjoon + Seokjin. I honestly don’t know who I would put as seventh; it’s hard to pick. And again, I don’t consider either of them to be bad dancers. It’s just when you have a group of people and some have prior dance experience/a strong passion for dance, and some don’t... it is what it is! I will say I think both Seokjin and Namjoon have grown tremendously over the past years. They’ve become so much more comfortable onstage, and it really shows in their performance quality. Sometimes, being confident you won’t look stupid is half the battle LOL. The other thing I’ll say is their execution of choreography is always down pat. You’ll rarely see either one messing up the steps, which means they practice a LOT. Sure, there are areas where their technique could be improved. Quality of transitions, staying grounded through difficult moves, always using their spot on turns... but I think it’s amazing that, despite their lack of formal dance training, they both keep up with some of the above dancers. Like... fuck it up, guys. 

and that’s all! thank you for reading if you made it this far LOL WOO, BTS!

#not @ my long-winded ass waxing poetic about jimin lmao #asks #bts

[emerald-amidst-gold]

A Treat :3

So, started writing my Modern Solavellan AU, and I haven’t decided on a title yet, but it’s labeled ‘Project Yune’! I have snippet and I want to share it because YES. X3

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Heya, Professor Grump, u should hit up the tat parlor today! I won’t shite up ur arm! Unlike you, I’m an expert at my job! jk jk But seriously, let me ink ya! :P - Sera - Read at 4:30 AM on November 6th, 2021

Wanna swing by the bar after your shift, Temp? I know you got the money, but let me put you on my tab. And bring Yune if you decide to come. Hawke won’t shut up about him. Let me know what you plan, I’ll reserve the VIP suit for ya! - Varric - Read at 4:32 AM on November 6th, 2021

You owe me three bottles of wine after that goose chase, Lavellan! The most I could find was a nearly obliterated copy of ‘Dragons for Dummies’! And let me say, the writing was atrocious! Three bottles. By midnight tonight. If not, I’ll come to that ritzy apartment of yours and raid your shelves. This is a threat. <3 - Dorian - Read at 4:40 AM on November 6th, 2021

Yo, Drag. Drop by the gym if you can. Krem’s itching to box with you again. Lol You’re the only one, besides me, that doesn’t go easy on him. And I could go for a few rounds. :P - Bull - 4:42 AM on November 6th, 2021

I was able to get the files uploaded from the University of Orlais’ database. I’ll encrypt and forward them to you. Transfer to a flash drive this time. Just fyi. - Leliana - Read at 4:45 AM on November 6th, 2021

An automated message from the FPD - Mr. Fane Lavellan, it has been brought to our attention that you have been seen and reported of walking your dragon without a leash. For the safety of the public and in abiding by the law, we ask that you use one. If not, you will be sent a citation of $400 with the possibility of jail time. Thank you for your cooperation. - Sent to Trash at 4:47 AM on November 6th, 2021

Brother, Cullen told me you were walking Yune again without a leash. I know how you feel about that stuff, but at least look as if you’re using one. Think about Mother, kay? The last thing she needs is you getting vaulted into jail. Btw u coming with me on Friday to visit her? Let me know! :) - My - Read at 4:50 AM on November 6th, 2021

Fane let out a heavy sigh as he read each message on his phone, leaving each one left on read as he did so. Well, not the one from the police department. That one belonged in the trash, and it would always belong in the trash. Rutherford could kiss his ass and send him the citation. All he would do is pay it, be done with it, and begin the dance again.

“Dragons don’t belong on leashes, and I’m not going to pretend to put him on one. Suck my ass, Rutherford.”, Fane grumbled into the open area as he chucked his phone into the covers next him, the glare giving him a headache. Why was he even up right now? He still had two hours before he had to get ready. “Fuck, it’s too early for me to be up. Damn these nightmares..” He lifted a hand from under the covers, a light huff from the tiny creature of white and silver next to him making him snort tiredly before he began to rub the sleep from his eyes, the lids feeling as if sand was behind them and a pulley was yanking them downwards. Yeah, way too early, but nightmares that practically screamed at him were hard to shake off. His father could suck his ass, too.

Another heavy sigh left Fane’s lips as his rubbing yielded no relief and bitter memories threatened to follow from his dreams. This was starting off to be a fantastic morning so far. A myriad of messages that he would have to respond to, most were simple though, it was just a hassle, especially when his day started off shitty, awake at the ass crack of dawn, no sunlight filtering in from the blinds just behind where his bed was situated yet, and disgusting memories of physical abuse that had scarred his body and mind alike from a man he had regarded as a father when he didn’t even know who his real one was, but only saw and thought of as a monster now. At least he hadn’t had to tear from bed to vomit. What a plus, right? He hated mornings with a passion.

Fane threw his hand down onto the bed with a growl as the calling of further sleep was nowhere to be found, but froze up a bit when he could see a pair of glittering golden emerald eyes, the two tone hue like that of a precious jewel, glaring at him with sleepy agitation from his peripheral. He smirked a bit at the exasperated huff that expelled from a tiny snout, the air surprisingly cool despite coming from a living being. Then again, his little judge used to be indigenous to frigid mountains and tundras. He could probably freeze Fane right where he lay, and it would appear that that might be just the thought as round eyes drooped into a mild glare, the undulating gold in them seeming to brighten despite the dimness of the bedroom.

“Cool your jets, Yune.”, Fane quipped at the little dragon, letting out an amused huff of air when the twinkling glare didn’t abate. “Don’t glare at me like that. You think I want to be up at..”, he reached over for his phone again, gripping the sleek black and silver cover and scooping it up, tapping the button on the side to awaken it. He blinked a bit with a grimace as blue light blinded him for a second before he saw the time displayed before him. “..5:15 in the morning? Egh..” 

Yeah, it was way, way too early. For both of them.

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It has a begun! And it is MARVELOUS!

#my writing #my fanfiction #oc: fane lavellan #fane is a mood and hates the authorities XD #don't tell him to leash his dragon cullen pbbbbt! #i'm excited to write more of this! X3 #dragon age #dragon age fanfiction #solavellan #wip

[bangtansfavwriter]

💘bangtan as boyfriends: taehyung💘

-he was rather shy at the beginning of your relationship but you soon realised how serious he was about you

-very commited to you, your relationship and your future together

- but all in all he was rather slow to open up but you have taught him to trust more in people

-with each passing day his walls crumbled more and more and you started to see his soft side

-you have taught him that vulnerability is not something to be afraid of

-this is why tae is absolutely bound to you, no matter what happens

- the depth of your relationship is what keeps you going despite every hardship you face, for example when he's gone on tour for months

-you miss each other terribly and it's difficult for both of you... but embracing each other again once he's back makes it worth it again

-his career is very important to him obviously, but he knows that he must make time for you as well to make things work out

-bc he's also very serious about you.. even when you guys were a new couple he knew that this was gonna be long-term

- he will give you his honest opinion and full support whenever you need it most

- very very dependable

- knows when to be straightforward with you and when to goof around to make you smile

-oh my god he loves your smile so much, it can brighten up his entire day and you get so shy when he tried to tease you to smile at him and he adores it sooo much

-he managed to catch a blurry pic of you while doing that and it's his phone wallpaper ever since

- sends you good morning texts every day and will never end the day without sending you a good night text

- will never let you pay when you're out together so don't even try, he'll take personal offense tbh

- sends u gifts per mail from every country that they're touring through and will write you small letters about how, when and where he bought it and how much he misses you.... you'd send him a picture of it whenever it arrived and it'd just make his day to know how excited you got when the package arrived

-he's very thoughtful and sweet

-and you knew that you wouldn't get to hear him say "I love you" very often but instead he'd show it through actions like the ones I listed before, that's his love language

- also, he's not too big on pda, very private displays of affection, like when you're cuddling at home and back hugs like when you're making yourself tea and suddenly he's behind you and slowly roams his hands up your body and wraps you up against his body, while planting soft kisses against your neck

-needless to say, your focus was not fixing tea anymore

-kisses start off slowly but will turn steady, he knows how to build up your tension

- he's a very sensual lover, stimulate him in the right way and .... you're in for a ride

- very passionate when he wants to be, body talk let's him say things he fails to put into words sometimes

- loves pillow talk and your topic range would be HUGE bc I can see him being into unusual and lengthy conversations with someone who can keep up with his unconventional side and match this energy in a conversation

-so it wouldn't be rare that you guys would chill on his balcony on summer nights talk until without realising how quick time would pass and you both would go "oh, the sun...."

- sometimes your lengthy talk wouold be much to the dismay of the other members who'd chill with you from time to time

-3am-

tae: i just KNOW we're not alone in the universe

you: but will they ever accepts humans and show themselves to us ?

tae: right... 😔 they probably think we're stupid as hell and -

jimin, from his room: go the fUCK TO SLEEP!!!!

- taehyung glared towards the door bc aliens are the best topic ever tbh and you'd look at him and say "the last time I saw you glaring at jimin like that was when the dumpl- ", tae: "DO NOT EVEN START WITH THAT"

- anyway, let's not lose focus here lmao

- since tae and you started off as besties you guys are very chill together, sometimes tae forgets his bf duty because of that

-like the time he forgot valentine's day, which u didn't really mind bc you knew that he was busy but he pulled up at your flat at 11pm and insisted on taking you out and did so.. to a very very fancy restaurant and you were like "oh crap" when you saw the prices there but tae didn't take no for an answer bc he loves spoiling you

- he always makes you feel special and it doesn't take fancy dinners to do that

- whenever you tell him some story he's fully concentrated on you and listens to each of your words so intently that it was making you shy at first bc he'd sit there like you were telling him the secrets of the universe

-so you told him that it's kinda weird for you, only to realise that he didn't even know he was doing that and he became shy afterwards

you: oh god I didn't want to make you uncomfortable with that, I'm sorry 😔

tae: nooo *grabs your hands* I should be the one to say that... I never realised I do that, it's just weird, right?

you: not weird, but unusual, I guess ? It's not like everything I tell you needs your undivided attention

tae: everything you say needs my attention. everything you say is important to me, sweetheart. you could say the dumbest words and it would still sound like heaven to me. maybe that's why I stare at you like that... I don't know.. but I hope you don't feel uncomfortable around me because I do that. You're just very dear to me...

-he told you all of that and shyly scratched his head and you'd sit there completely awestruck about the fact that kim taehyung pretty much adored you in any way, even when talking about whatever random stuff that came to your mind... and you couldn't find words at that moment that could show him the immeasurable amount of love, warmth and affection that he made you feel that moment so you just hugged him very tightly, which was surprising to him at first but then he started chuckling and hugged you back

- makes you knees weak every time he calls you "my love"

-finds your odd habits cute, looks at with the biggest smile when you did a sing-song to remember where you put your keys

- at least 40% of your texts are memes, tae would get a message from you, grin and get up before opening it next to the guys and they'd be like "ohh, risky texts?👀" whereas it was just a meme streak you guys were doing

- your biggest fan and hype man tbh

-you had some good lighting in your room one day and used it to make like 34 selfies out of which 3 were like okay-ish and 1 actually looked pretty nice so you decided to put it as your new profile pic... tae was doing promotions and a fan sign that day and he got the notification and actually suddenly GASPED and everyone was like "????", his fan signs actually captured the moment which made you laugh your ass off when you found out about it and it is now your favourite picture sequence

-he texted you after this happened

tae: how dare you... my heart couldn't handle it.. even the fans noticed

you: ????

tae: your dp... how dare you look so ravishing... 👀

you: lmaoooo, is that what this is about ?? - you sent him a link of the gasp moment -

tae: when u hype ur lover and still get mocked 😔✊🏼

you: nooo you were so cute baby, thank u for being my hype man 😚💕

tae: always, baby 🥰

-btw couple items even couple outfits are a huge thing with you two

yoongi, seeing your matching coats and yeontan's matching sweater:

"why"

taehyung, while trying on some of his 6274 sunglasses with you:

"it's called fashion, hyung"

"and love, yoongo"

"looove, hyung"

*dog panting*

yoongi: -walks away-

-you pretty much feel invincible when he's with you and he feels the same way

- you two are very devoted to one another and that's why everyone is sure that this will very likely be a long-term relationship

-he's rather dominating sometimes but you know... 👀 you don't mind 👀👀

-never jealous bc he knows there won't be any other hoes

- you once were in the front row during a concert and stared him down when he winked at some bimbo who yelled her lungs out.... and he had the audacity to laugh and mouthed "fan service" to you.. you nodded, but still were disgruntled af, so some time later he danced his way to your side of the stage and knelt down, while you put out your phone to film his anpanman antics and he took your phone and filmed him and the guys on stage before he gave you back your phone, but not without turning away from the audience and throwing a kiss into the cam...

the girl next to you: LUCKY YOUUU

you: GIRL I KNOWWW

-one word from bang pd and your relationship would be public right away

-taehyung's trust in you and your support for him are a solid foundation for this and everyone is very well aware of that

- tae goes into these moods sometimes where he puts up his walls again and starts distancing himself from you

-this used to be a reason you got into fights at first until you talked it out and you realised that he needs you show him love in times like these

-he assured you that he doesn't do this on purpose but that it's more like that he loses his trust in himself sometimes and thinks you're better off without him

-this tended to happen most when he was away from you for a long time and this made things worse bc you couldn't speak to him directly

-but when you two finally talked it out (when he was back) you knew that taehyung needed grounding from this stressful side of his life... so you promised him that you're gonna stay by his side as long as he doesn't shut you out, which he promised you too

- after a long talk you both felt drained but knew that this was gonna change things between you, your bond has strengthened and just when you were about to drift to sleep in his arms, you heard him whisper "I love you.. you have no idea how much..." and you finally fell asleep and had the most blissfully peaceful sleep in ages

-he loves to see you interact with his friends or even family members

-you were so nervous when you met his parents but soon your worries faded into thin air as the kim family made you feel their warmth and love

- tae's heart grew like 3 sizes when he saw you laugh with his parents, while playing with yeontan who wouldn't leave your side (taehyung occasionally calls him brutus), all in all he knew that you indeed were a perfect match for him

-loves to help you reach your goals, as much as you support his

- to him, you stand out in any crowd and he's just very proud to have you by his side and call you his

- knows how to surprise you and will give a lot of thought into the dates he plans

- takes a lot of pictures of you, for example when you guys were at the zoo and he saw you looking at cubs with

heart eyes or when you were at an art exhibition and discussed some piece with an elderly man who was there too... half of taehyung's gallery consists of your candids

- btw you two are regulars at a dog cafe nearby and both of you lose every bit of self-control as soon as you see the first pup run towards you

- he once planned a 2 hour trip to some cabin just to go stargazing there with you and it was truly worth it as you saw the night sky in it's most mesmerising form... taehyung and you were trying to figure out some constellations, but some time later you noticed that he went quiet and chuckled when you caught him looking at you.. "you're gonna make me blush again.." you said shyly. "too bad it's dark and I can't see you blush", he teased and winked at you when you looked at him. "seriously, tae, you should keep looking at the stars." - "i am, my love.."

#bts fluff #bts scenarios #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts headcanons #bts taehyung #bts v #kim taehyung #bangtan fluff #bangtan x you #bangtan x reader #bangtan #taehyung imagine #taehyung fluff #taehyung scenarios #taehyung x reader #taehyung x you #i got carried away while writing this #mine

[heliophilial]

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒔 . (a tbz 3rd year anniversary special)

genre :angst ,fluff (more of brotherhood)

group and member involved :the boyz ,all members are involved !

between :the whole group and thebs hello cuties <3

warnings :u may or may not cry but i cried typing this so gluck ig HWUJDF

word count :844 (i didn’t count my notes to thebs and the boys in)

brief description :when all seems dull ,when times are grey ,it is only when we are together that the world gains its colour .theres no one else like you ,no one else like us ,theres really nothing like us .

playlist :literally just nothing like us by justin bieber like a 1 hr loop or smth ,depends on how long u take to read this

before you continue to read also please note that ‘we’ refers to thebs here !!

quiet .peaceful .light snores of the members filled the dorm .the room filled with nothing but darkness .black shade hovering over the members faces .they had just wrapped up a little celebration in the living room with cakes and party poppers to celebrate their 3rd year together not long ago .shortly after wrapping up the party ,they had fallen asleep on the couch ,all lying on one another comfortably .

sangyeon slowly blinked his eyes open .he rubbed his eyes and slowly unwrapped eric's hands from his waist and placed chanhee's legs that were on his lap onto the space of the sofa that he had previously occupied .careful to not wake the members up .

he looked at the members' sleeping forms and smiled ,glad that they were finally able to catch some rest after their packed schedules .he walked to the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of water and at the corner of his eyes ,he spotted a glimmering light .he placed his glass down and approached the light that was so very alluring for some reason .

there on the shelf of where all their awards have been placed on ,laid a book with its contents blinding his eyes with its bright light .he inspected the book for a while before proceeding to open it with caution .

inside the book ,there were sketches of the key moments the members have shared together such as their debut stage ,their first ever music show award as well as their first ever full length album promos .as he flipped to the first page that displayed their first moment together ,there were harsh winds blowing past him and a force from the book pulled him towards the page and right into it .

he looked at the 12 boys on stage ,introducing themselves for the first time to the whole wide world .and he looked at them with pride and honour in his eyes ,the boys' who had no idea what being idols would be like for themselves ,clueless of what the future had in store for them .he looked at them from the bottom of the stage and sucked in a breath ,"wow we've really grown a lot ."he thought .

after they had introduced themselves as a group and individually ,the sight in front of him suddenly pauses and his attention gets diverted to the door to his right .

he walked into the room .

he gets transported to the very first time they cried together ,over the pain ,over the stress ,over the tiredness of it all .

he looked at the 12 boys shedding tears of pain .he swallowed the lump in his throat ,the feelings of helplessness ,confusion ,fear coming washing over him once again as he sees the very moment they broke down .

tears flows down his face ,and that my friends are tears of the caretaker ,the leader ,the person whom the members depend on ,lee sangyeon .

as heavy as the weight he carried ,the tears poured like a fierce and powerful waterfall .

and then the door right next to him yet again invites him to step into yet another memory .

he steps onto the stage of road to kingdom ,and as he looks ahead the ending poses of all their road to kingdom stages are there right in front of him .all the members still and not moving ,just statures .

he walks down the long stretch ,as he looks at the legacy they left behind ,the power and strength ,the confidence from these stages that the members have gained progressively with each stage .

as he finally reaches the other end of the stage ,the screen opens up to when they had their 'the stealer'promotions .where they had their wins .

his smile grew wider and wider as he walked through all the performances they have done for the stealer and all the trophies they have gotten from the era .

and finally he reached another door .a door with a question mark on it .

he opens the door ,to pitch black .

darkness ,just darkness .and the fear in sangyeon grew ,"what does this darkness mean ?what is it gonna be for us ?"

suddenly , the door creaks open to reveal the members one by one .

sangyeon looks up at them and suddenly the fear stops ,hes no longer afraid as he looks into their eyes .

they ran to him and extended their hands out to him .

he proceeds to embrace all the members into a big tight group hug .drops of colour starts to paint the room ,slowly forming a picture showing the many stages they have performed ,every milestone theyve achieved ,the concerts ,every moment with their fans ,every moment together ,every vlives .everything starts out when theyre together .

we opened the door carefully ,proceeding to join our hands together and form a circle surrounding the boys .as we cried tears of joy and pride ,we hugged each other as well and this is when we knew

"theres nothing like us ,theres nothing like you and me ,together through the storm ."

for thebs

thank you for being one of the most caring ,loving ,welcoming and inclusive fandoms ever .to all the thebs all around thw world ,thank you for supporting them and giving them love as well .i love yall <3 lets protect them at all costs ♡

for my beloved boys

hello my loves ❤ik its 12 am in korea already but i still just wanna type this for you !so there's really a lot of things i want to say to you ,im sure many of us have already said whatever im about to say but i will still say it to remind you or to let you know that ,yes ,you do make me feel that way ,you do make me feel those kinds of feelings .

i dont know how ,like no nothing at all can show how grateful i am towards you .i cant tell you how many times there were this year when i just got beaten up (mentally)to the point that i couldnt even have the energy to stand back up and continue life normally .but whenever these times come ,ik i just know even though youre not here physically ,i know you want me to stop crying ,i know you would want me to stop hurting myself and i know you would stay with me even when my walls come crashing down onto me .you made me feel the greatest kind of happiness possible ,i never knew that this feeling was even possible to feel until i met you .

there was never a moment when i regretted stanning you ,supporting you and giving you all my heart and soul ,my energy ,everything .i just want you to know that you are so special ,so wonderful ,so incredibly talented ,so hardworking ,so beautiful ,just the most amazing bunch of people ever .ive never seen people so passionate ,so ready to help ,so genuinely loving and caring towards the people who love them .

i know its hard to be an idol ,and i know that its especially hard to even speak your mind ,speak what you wanna say without having the media chase you down .but i just wanna let you know that we are and will be by your sides forever .no matter what happens ,im sure ,very sure u know that u can run right back into our arms like how uve always welcome us back into urs .u are the people who made me feel the most bizarre feelings ,beyond happiness ,beyond joy ,beyond euphoria ,beyond all the feelings ive ever felt in my whole 16 years of living .

we are so proud of you of how far youve come ,how much youve accomplished .im so so proud ,so so happy to be able to call myself a fan of yours ,a theb ,someone who so dearly supports you .and i really hope you know that .i would wish for there to never be an end to this .for all i know ,im in this shit for life ,forever ,till the end .

im just so happy because of you ,i feel joy ,i see the light in life ,the reasons to live ,so much more prominent to me now because of you .there will come one day ,when we can finally see each other face to face and i can finally shout out to you ,my words of gratitude ,my words of thanks and my words filled with love and affection for you and just see your faces .but till then ,please take good good care of urselves ,rest well and eat well okay !we're always here ,remember !❤

its really been a rocky and crazy ride these 3 years ,you my friend ,are indeed the best character i can ever invite into my story 💜i hope youre sleeping tight ,i love you so much more than words can ever describe .with that ,happy 3 years to my favourites ,my loves ,my bbs ,my shining lights ,my everything ,happy 3 years to the boyz ❤💜💙💛 - berinne

#deobiwritersnet #the boyz #theb #deobi #the boyz angst #the boyz fluff #happytheboyzday #the boyz imagines

[17mounteens]

Part switch (Joshua)

Request:

hiii could i request a smut scenario with joshua where he's a sub and the reader fucks him with a dildo or strap on? im sorry if that's a bit too extreme ;;; thank u for ur time!

(no need to worry sweetie, this is definitely not too extreme ;; I hope you like what I came up with 💕 )

» Smut. Sub!Joshua, rimming, using a strap-on to fuck him...

» You visit a sex store with your friend and, remembering how amazing the times with your boyfriend have been when you had fucked him with a dildo, you buy a harness to attach it to. Joshua loves it.

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» 4,404 words

It had been your friend’s idea, you insisted, that you went to a sex store, but in the end you really weren’t complaining.

Instead, you felt like Alice in Wonderland as you looked around yourself, seeing all the different kinds of toys and the like on display. Dildos, vibrators, different kinds of harnesses, beads, gags, whips… They had it all.

While your friend went on to search what they were looking for, you found yourself drawn to the dildo section that had some harnesses next to it; ones meant to be used as strap-ons, to be exact.

Inspecting them and comparing styles and prices, your mind wandered to your boyfriend and how beautiful he had looked on your bed, his wrists tied and his ass up in the air as you moved a dildo inside of him while stroking his cock that leaked pre-cum whenever the toy brushed by his prostate. His moans had been gorgeous, and he had made sure you knew just how much he had enjoyed it, to the point that you’d done it a few times after that, too.

Surely, he wouldn’t mind if it wasn’t your hand moving the dildo.

The thought of fucking him yourself made you swallow hard, and without another thought, you grabbed one of the harnesses and went to purchase it. By the time your friend had finally found the toy they were looking for, you already had your little surprise in your bag, and you were itching to try it out.

Some time later the two of you finally left the store, and your friend nudged you playfully. “I saw you buy something. What was it?”

“Oh, just a little something for Joshua,” you smirked, but refused to tell your friend what it really was.

After all, what happened in your bedroom would also stay in your bedroom.

…

When you arrived home, you were met with Joshua sitting on the couch with the TV remote in his hand.

“Welcome back,” he hummed with a smile and turned to look at you while putting the remote dwon. “Did you find anything?”

“Yeah,” you grinned at him, and after toeing your shoes off, walked up to him to bend down to kiss him on the temple. “I’ll show you later.”

Joshua blinked in surprise, but because for all he knew you had simply been shopping with your best friend, he didn’t even dare to expect you to have bought what you had in your bag.

The evening rolled by, and while Joshua showered, you went to your bedroom and took out your shared toy box. Picking out the dildo you had used on him before, which was also more or less the only one you even could attach to a harness, you put it to place and swallowed.

You couldn’t wait to wear and use it.

Hearing the shower be turned off, you took in a deep breath and placed the strap-on underneath your pillow, joined with a tube of lube. With that, you exited the bedroom and prepared to welcome your boyfriend back from the shower.

Soon Joshua stepped out of the humid room with nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips, and you licked your lips slowly as you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Joshua,” you almost purred, and grinned when you felt his hands on your ass, pulling you closer. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“Oh, you do?” he asked, his lips stretching to a small grin, and leaned in to kiss you. “Why don’t you show me?”

“I will,” you smiled, and after kissing him again, you took his hand into yours and pulled him to the bedroom. Excitement was building up inside of you, and with that so was your arousal.

Joshua smiled, oblivious to what you had in mind, and instead enjoyed you taking the lead as you got him to lie down on the bed and got down next to him with your knee between his legs. You leaned down to kiss him again, slowly moving your hand from his neck to his chest, running your fingertips over his nipples in a way that had him moaning quietly, and continued dragging your hand lower.

Opening his towel, you pushed it away from his front and moved your fingertips lightly on Joshua’s right hip bone and side, then his lower stomach, inner thighs… all the while kissing him with growing hunger and passion, your tongue dancing with his eagerly.

His breathing was already growing heavier, and only when he started trying to get your hand on his dick, you pulled back with a smirk on your face.

“You wanted to see the surprise, right?” you asked softly, loving the small pout on Joshua’s face that told you just how badly he needed you to continue what you were doing. Defeated, Joshua nodded, and sat up when you did, too. With your heart beating fast in your chest, you pulled the strap-on from under your pillow and showed it to your boyfriend with a wide grin on your face. “I got us a little something.”

Joshua looked at the dildo with his eyes wide, and when he realized what the harness it was attached to was for, his cock twitched and his Adam’s apple bobbed in excitement. Licking his plump lips, he then moved his gaze to your eyes. “Will you fuck me?”

The hope and need in his voice alone turned you on, and you could only nod. “Oh, you bet I will. For real, this time.”

The excitement in Joshua’s eyes was obvious, and he soon pulled you back down for a heated kiss, his mind already replaying the previous times you had fucked him with the dildo, and the memories began turning him on steadily.

Joshua had loved the burn; the feeling of the toy moving inside of him; the way it had hit his prostate and made him feel the most immense pleasure he ever had; the knowledge that it was you making him feel so sinfully good…

He could hardly wait until it was your hips slamming into his as you fucked him just as well and hard as he sometimes did with you.

While you made out, you moved your hand down on his body until you could start stroking his cock slowly. Joshua breathed heavily and kissed you hungrily, and you grinned when you could feel his hips bucking up a little.

“Needy, aren’t we?” you asked quietly with your lips right by his ear, and then kissed your way down until you could circle one of his nipples with your tongue.

Joshua whined quietly at the sensation and leaned into your touch, only to whimper when you wrapped your lips around his nipple and sucked on it lightly. He was hardening steadily in your hand, and it turned you on to feel his cock get harder and heavier under your touch.

Soon you lifted your face and stopped stroking him. Joshua looked up at you with a small frown, but you merely smiled at him. “I think we could use some more space, so get comfortable.”

He caught on to your train of thought, and soon he was lying in the middle of the bed, his head on his pillow and his fingers tapping on his stomach almost nervously as he waited for you to follow.

You took off your shirt and pants and joined Joshua on the bed, smiling softly at him. “Are you nervous?”

“A little,” Joshua admitted with a small smile that died fast when you ran your fingertips up his shaft. He moaned, and it made the knot in the pit of your stomach tighten a little.

“You don’t need to be,” you hummed and leaned down to kiss his neck while wrapping your hand around his cock. “But… Forget what I said about getting comfortable. I want you with your ass up.”

Joshua’s heart jumped at the demanding tone you used, and he nodded readily.

It didn’t surprise you that it turned him on when you got more authoritative, and you quite enjoyed it, too. You loved telling him what you wanted and watching him obey you so readily, and he could never hide how badly he needed you, either.

Adding to that that you were going to fuck him with a strap-on - he was mere putty in your hands.

You watched in interest how Joshua turned around and got on his knees, keeping his ass up as he leaned his upper body down and pressed the side of his face to his pillow. Looking at you from the corner of his eye, he wiggled his hips a little. “Is this good?”

Licking your lips, you moved to stand on your knees behind him and placed your hands on his ass, spreading the cheeks open a little before letting them go. “Just perfect. You’re such a good boy...”

While praising him, you began reaching for the lube and placed it next to Joshua before moving back and leaning down. He quirked his eyebrow curiously, but once your tongue began circling his entrance, he couldn’t help but shut his eyes and moan with his cock twitching.

You smirked at his reaction to you rimming him for the first time and let your tongue wander around freely while caressing his inner thighs, which were another sensitive spot of his.

“Oh my god,” Joshua breathed, his whole body shivering more or less at how good it felt to have your tongue moving there, poking at his entrance and slicking it with your saliva. The pressure you used was just about perfect, and the feathery-light touches on his inner thighs made his cock ache. “I…”

When you pulled back for a while and pressed a finger against his entrance, you could see the thin string of pre-cum on his cock. Smirking, you leaned back down to kiss his hole. “Is there something you want, baby?”

“Yes,” he said before moaning as you began licking him again, and desperately bucked his hips back at your face. “Touch me, please.”

“Where do you want me to touch you?” you asked, knowing exactly where he wanted your hand, but you weren’t about to let him get away without saying it.

“On… on my cock, please,” Joshua pleaded, his face flushed already, and let out a satisfied moan when you wrapped your hand around his dick. “Y-yes…”

Smirking, you began stroking him steadily, using his pre-cum as lubricant, and went full out on rimming him, teasing his hole with the tip of your tongue until you had him whining, and you thumbing the slit of his length hardly made him quieter.

When you could conclude that he was close to his release - the high-pitched moans and relentlessly bucking hips told you as much - you held the base of his dick and pulled back from his ass. With his toes curling, Joshua whined and moved his ass closer to you.

“S-so close,” he whimpered, trying to buck into your fist, but it was in vain; you weren’t about to let him come just yet.

“Soon, baby,” you said soothingly and leaned down to kiss him right above his entrance, which puckered in interest. He moaned quietly and clutched the pillow under his head tightly. All he wanted and needed was release, and having you prolong the pleasure turned him on all the more. “You need to be a good boy for me to fuck you.”

Joshua swallowed at the thought and nodded, taking deep breaths as he did his best to hold back his orgasm.

Humming, you licked his hole experimentally. “Good?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, and soon you continued the earlier: you started stroking him slowly and teased his entrance with your tongue, lapping at it eagerly and using more pressure than before.

You listened to Joshua’s whimpers intently, and it all turned you on to no end. Giving his hole a kiss with your tongue poking at it, you finally began stroking him faster. Joshua began moaning louder, his back arching the slightest bit, and you hummed. “Not yet.”

“But…” he whined, gasping when your tongue poked through his rim for a second, and bit down on his lower lip as he held back his orgasm, as difficult as it was with you stroking his cock, mostly the upper part of it, while eating him out. “P-p-please, I really can’t… I need to…”

“You can come now,” you said with a low voice - his shaky voice did wonders to you - and watched his hips buck forward into your fist before he came on the bed sheets, panting and whimpering while you milked his cock.

After a last stroke from you, Joshua swallowed hard and looked at you from the corner of his eye. His voice was soft when he spoke. “Thank you.”

“You were such a good boy,” you hummed and leaned down to kiss him while moving one of your hands soothingly on his back and taking the lube with the other. “I hope you’re ready for more.”

“I am,” he assured you and, with what little energy he had left, he lifted his ass a little. You looked at it appreciatively and squeezed some lube to it before smearing it around his hole. Joshua hissed at the coolness of it, but it was long forgotten when you began pressing one of your fingers against his hole time after time as a means to warm it up.

Joshua moaned quietly at the pressure, and it all made heat pool in the pit of your stomach. Little by little, you began teasing the tight ring of muscle with the tip of your finger. You could feel Joshua tensing a little at first, but once you got your other hand to his cock to touch it lightly and leaned down to press kisses on his lower back, he relaxed, and with that you could slowly ease the finger inside of him.

You watched Joshua hungrily as you moved your digit inside of him. Every movement made him shiver a little, and the moans were a good sign. “You’re doing really well, baby.”

“Ah, feels good,” Joshua whined as you began moving your finger inside of him gently, curling it a little every now and then so that you could brush by his prostate. “F-fuck…”

Every time you touched his prostate, his toes curled and he let out a much needier whimper, and it was that, if anything, that made you feel the slightest bit impatient.

Imagining just how needy and whiny he would be when you fucked him… how he’d beg for more and tell you how good he felt…

Hissing at your own mental images, you could soon start teasing his entrance with a second finger, and not much later Joshua was whining, pushing his ass needily against your fingers and begging for more.

Just how you loved it.

You moved your fingers inside of him with ease, stretching him open and warming him up while stroking his length to distract him from any possible discomfort. Not that you should’ve been too worried, though, because judging by the blissful moans he was letting out and the rushed, needy “yesyesyes”es, the only feeling overcoming him was sheer pleasure.

Eventually you could also slide a third finger into his slick hole, but it wasn’t too long into that that Joshua let out a noise of disapproval.

Quirking your eyebrow, you stopped your fingers and looked at him, half of his face visible as he rested his head on his pillow. “What now, baby?”

“I… I need…” he said, his voice easily giving out just how horny he was, and reached for the strap on. His hand wrapped around the dildo, and the hungry look he gave it went straight to your sensitive parts, much like the dark, lust-filled look he gave you afterwards.

“If you want something, all you need to do is ask,” you hummed and smoothed your hand on his ass, giving it a good squeeze that made Joshua bite down on his lower lip.

“I want you to… to fuck me with this,” Joshua said, his voice only remotely steady, and handed you the strap-on before taking a deep breath. “And hard, please. Fuck me hard.”

Swallowing hard, you nodded and leaned down to kiss him, massaging his tongue with yours while you continued moving your fingers inside of him again for a moment, hard enough to have him moan continuously against your lips.

Soon you pulled your fingers out of him and retreated from the kiss with a smirk on your face. “I’ll show you who your pretty ass belongs to.”

“Yes, please,” Joshua said with a whiny edge to his voice, and watched you in interest as you quickly wiped your fingers on the sheets and grabbed the harness that you then started putting on yourself.

Once the harness was on and you had somewhat gotten used to having a dildo attached to you in such a way, you licked your lips and looked at Joshua, his face flushed as he remained on his knees with his ass up and looked at you from the corner of his eye. He looked just as fucked as you wanted him to despite not even being fucked yet, and it only turned you on more.

“Are you ready?” you asked and stood on your knees behind Joshua, allowing the dildo to rub between his ass cheeks and running one of your hands up and down his back. Joshua shuddered a little when you poured a bit of lube on his ass, from where you then spread it on the strap-on dildo.

Joshua pushed his ass higher and wiggled it a little, giving you a lopsided smirk. “I’m more than ready.”

Smirking, you began grinding against him with the underside of the strap-on rubbing into his ass. “We’ve discussed this, haven’t we?”

With that, you gave his ass a good smack that had him moaning, as if having something he so desperately needed inside of him only rubbing against him wasn’t making him needy enough.

“Fuck me, please,” he nearly whined, and once he felt you align the tip of the dildo with his entrance, he inhaled sharply.

Leaning down, you pressed a kiss to his upper back while slowly pushing inside of him. One of your hands slid to his cock, and you stroked him steadily, with the lube on your hand making it a lot easier. “Relax, Joshua…”

He nodded and took deep breaths as you pushed deeper and deeper into him, all the way until your hips met the plush skin of his ass. He whimpered and his toes curled, and you would’ve lied if you had said that you didn’t absolutely love seeing him like that, his eyebrows furrowed and mouth open in a moan with his ass so ready for you.

“Are you full, baby?” you asked quietly, your lips pressed on his shoulder blade, and moved your hips slightly, just enough to elicit a moan from your boyfriend.

“S-so full,” he gasped and clutched the pillow under his head with his hands.

Humming, you continued pressing kisses to his upper back while rolling your hips slowly and stroking his hard length, and all of it together made Joshua let out the most beautiful sounds. He’d moan, whimper and whine as the dildo moved inside of him, and you smirked when you could see and feel him buck back against it.

Leaning down to his ear and pushing deep into him, which made him moan, you licked your lips. “Ready for me to fuck this gorgeous ass of yours?”

“Please,” Joshua whined, feeling as though having the dildo buried inside of him was nothing but teasing since he knew how amazing it would be when you moved.

“Alright,” you smirked and straightened your back, and once you had both of your hands on Joshua’s hips, you moved your gaze down. With your eyes locked on how well he was taking the dildo, you began thrusting inside of him, pulling him back against you every now and then.

He whimpered, and his breath hitched in his throat when you began fucking him, pulling all the way back before slamming your hips back forward. You wished you could’ve truly felt him around you, but you were still more than content just seeing him like that, spread so open and feeling so good, all thanks to you.

The whines Joshua let out were almost magical to you, and you soon figured out that you really liked being in your position. With how good he looked, it was no surprise that he often lost control when fucking you from behind, and you could hardly control yourself, either, especially when he called out your name with such a whiny hint to his voice.

You hummed, encouraging him to speak, and felt the knot in the pit of your stomach tighten when he finally did.

“F-fuck me harder, please, I n-need more,” he pleaded, and giving his right ass cheek an instinctive smack that earned you a sharp moan from Joshua, you began rocking your hips harder and faster.

The sound of your skin slamming into his mixed gorgeously with his satisfied noises, and that only egged you on more; it was no secret that having him so at your mercy and so desperate turned you on.

However, one thing was missing.

“Turn around,” you commanded, breathing heavily as your own arousal was starting to get the best of you, and watched Joshua as he let his knees give in and rolled to his back, panting a little. His face was flushed, and you loved how fucked he looked when he looked you in the eye. Leaning down, you aligned the tip of the strap-on with his entrance again and closed the distance between your lips. “I want to see your face when I fuck you.”

Joshua whined against your lips when you pushed into him again, and having his legs wrap around you was a new experience to you, and you enjoyed how reverse your roles were compared to a lot of the sex you usually had, where it was you wrapping your legs around him and begging for more.

Change was what kept the spark up, however, and you both loved learning new things that the other liked just as much as you loved experimenting with a lot of things as you tried to find more ways to please one another. Pegging was definitely something you both enjoyed by now, and especially now that you had gotten the strap-on… oh, it would be used.

Having you so close to him somehow made Joshua even more sensitive and turned on, and so he got his hands to your shoulders from the back and moved his hips a little, mirroring the movements of your hips, all the while kissing you passionately. The kisses could only somewhat muffle his whines and desperate moans, and the way they vibrated against your lips added to your arousal.

You rammed into Joshua almost desperately, taking note of the rising pitch of his moans and the increasing heaviness of his breathing. It wasn’t difficult to tell that he was nearing his second orgasm, and you could tell just how much he loved having the dildo so deep inside of him, moved by none other than your hips.

“Are you close, baby?” you asked against his lips and slid one of your hands to his chest, brushing your thumb over his sensitive nipple, which elicited a loud moan from him.

“So close,” Joshua whined, and when you moved your hand down to his cock, wet with pre-cum, he whimpered. “Y-yes, oh my god…”

With that, you began stroking him in time with your thrusts, swallowing most of Joshua’s moans and whimpers with your kisses. With the help of his noises, you reangled your hips until he let out the same desperate, high-pitched moan with every slow thrust, and kept the angle.

You could feel your own arousal dripping down your inner thighs when you looked at Joshua, his face contorting in pleasure as you finally jacked him off to his release while thrusting into him hard and fast. Your nipples were hard and you ached to feel the way he was feeling at that moment, so full and sated.

Joshua came with a cry of your name, and you swallowed when you saw the thin streaks of white land on his abdomen while his hips involuntarily bucked up into your hand. He panted, and you watched him slowly relax on the bed, his grip loosening on the pillow he had been clutching towards the end. You pulled out of him and let his legs down before taking the strap-on off yourself and laying down next to him.

“Are you okay?” you asked and caressed his side soothingly while pressing a kiss to his temple. Joshua nodded, and you could see his lips curving into a grin.

“I’m more than okay,” he said and turned to look at you. He turned to his side so that he could face you properly, and you soon felt his hand moving down your body. “Are you? I know for a fact that you’re turned on, too…”

“How are you so sure?” you asked playfully, only to moan when you felt his fingers in your wetness, which made your legs spread on their own accord.

“Because I know how much you enjoy fucking me,” Joshua purred and leaned in to press a kiss by your ear. His hot breath made shivers run down your spine. “Give me ten minutes max to get you off.”

“Okay,” you breathed and pulled him into a hungry kiss, during which his long fingers worked their magic on you, exploring your soaked, sensitive areas. Joshua lived up to his words and did, indeed, bring you to your climax within ten minutes with your hips desperately bucking against his fingers as he pistoned them inside of you relentlessly, knowing exactly how to make you come with a cry.

While you loved simply making him feel good, you were again reminded about one of his best qualities in bed: he never left you cold, nor did he let you get out of bed without an orgasm.

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[obciidian-archived]

mother  of  the  year  award  goes  to...  ianthina  !

       excitement glistens in the mother’s eyes  ;  filled with pride and proudness .  this day only came once an year .  seunghwa’s birthday had been marked down on her calendar .  she only hoped that the young boy would love his presents that were neatly displayed on his bed ; artemis curling beside the items as if the small cat herself wanted to wish the young boy a happy birthday .   the witch wished she could be here to see him but with an emergency that beckoned her and lao  ;  she would have to wait until later tonight .  for now this would have to do until she had the chance to give him a hug in person .  gentle , for the final time , she organizes the two boxes on his bed ;  one that would contain new shoes for the young soccer player and a much smaller one  —  a necklace that was laced with her magic .  a pendent of moonlight charged cherry quartz  .  months of being soaked in protection herbs and tracing magic . it was sure to keep him in good hands . 

my dearest of hwa .

happy birthday ,seungie .  another year wiser and hopefully more happier .  i wish i would be home to see your face when you see this but sadly , a small emergency has came up.  i promise to be home later tonight and we can go out to celebrate but for now — enjoy these .  the biggest box if you haven’t been able to tell already is new cleats . i noticed you might need some new ones so , enjoy . use them to continue your passion and let them carry you beyond your desires .  as for the second box ; it’s a necklace.  its something i’ve been working on for a while and you know me , i’m all into that herbs and stuff .  so keep it on you at all times .   i hope you enjoy them , seunghwa .  i’m so thankful  to have you in my life.  may you always be so bright and kind . you are truly a beautiful star awaiting to shine brighter than the sun and i know one day you will. never let anything get in the way of your happiness and of your dreams.  you are still so young but i know that the future has many great plans for you .  happy 17th birthday ,  hwa . 

-love noona . 

ps. don’t overload on the cake first , i left you some birthday dinner on the table under the mesh food cover .  i’ll be back later tonight , promise .  for now have a good day , little one.  i love you , kiddo . 

      oh,  never  has  this  meager  little  obsidian  tinctured  heart  felt  such  felicity  –  to  extent  profound,  unfathomable…  he  is  filled  to  the  brim  with  naught  other  than  sheer  jubilation  and  relish.  to  such  degrees  that  he  must  erupt  at  any  given  moment.  the  grin  embellishing  his  plush  lips  is  oh  so  vast  nothing  can  compare  –  as  vast  at  oceans,  washing  over  all  false  trepidation  one  adolescent’s  heart  occupies  by  the  waves  the  foam  that  hits  the  shore  brings  sole  bliss  to  his  palpitating  thorax.  seunghwa  confides  that  there  must  be  nothing  furthermore  gratifying  than  coming  back  home  to  one  loving  pair  of  arms  to  embrace  him  –  he  confides  that  there  is  nothing  better  or  furthermore  forcible  than  the  love  ianthina  stores  for  him  in  that  golden  heart  of  hers.  and  hues  now  saturated  with  incandescence,  he  is  most  feasibly  the  happiest  pubescent  to  this  very  minute.  a  letter  held  close  to  his  heart,an  object  to  cherish  for  keepsakes  as  of  many  years  in  the  future  he  shall  look  at  it  and  recall  the  sweetness  of  candidly  unconditional  covet  and  endearment.  it  is  pressed  tightly  against  his  torso,  heaving  with  exhilaration  –  before  in  a  hasty  moment  he  checks  the  presents  which  he  is  so  beholden  of  –  the  notion  behind  them  keeps  him  at  a  state  of  brittle  emotionalism,  and  only  with  the  utmost  onerous  vigor  dare  he  halt  the  tears  from  his  eyes.  fingers  which  roam  over  the  necklace  hand - made  for  his  own  rapture,  they  place  it  on  his  neck.  and  in  a  moment  of  sheer  exuberance,  he  is  agitated  to  capture  one  of  his  infamous  selfies  to  send  to  the  woman  he  loves  most.  

[  sms:  my  one  and  only  😍 😘  ]  

noonaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

!!!!!!

come  back  home  asap  or  i’m  eating  all  the  cake  w/o  u  

this  was  the  best  gift  ever  btw  i’m  so  happy  i  can’t  talk  adsdfgnfddfgn

u  spoil  me  sm  icb  ily  tho  ur  like  ,,,,,,,,  the  best

come  home  so  i  could  Kiss  Your  Beautiful  Face

i’m  so  thankful  tho  dude  this  is  like  the  kindest  thing  anyone’s  ever  done  for  me  

i  stan  a  queen 👑

my  queen

ok  enough  sappiness  come  home  or  u  won’t  have  any  cake  left  over  !!

#hwa bday tag. #ian tag tba. #zephyrvm #we don't deserve ian #gdi hwa loves her sm icb #submission

[dearmyjimin]

and I know this is the most basic sentence, but the majority of people started from nothing. heck, BTS themselves started from nothing. btw, if you are worried about your works disappearing when tumblr closes one day, I would recommend finding a different platform to kind of do back ups? like, there a lots of free website makers out there that artists use to display their portfolio, so maybe when you have the strength again try to look into that

[cont] also, considering the fact that you "[open] photoshop once in a while and [make] small things" makes your work even more incredible. Because it shows that even tho this isn't ur job, u don't get paid for this, the rewards for u are basically zero, & u might not even have the time to practice and expand ur skill as much as u want because, y'know, life, u still put in so much effort and are able to create wonderful works simply because that's what u want to do ... ur passion is admirable

Thank you!!! so so much!! i’m better now and would definitely think of somewhere i can place my design. It’s just that all of my gfx are in the width of 540px, which is honestly, not great or not even anywhere close the dimensions a mockup should have. That said, i wouldn’t be able to go back and fix it, since its made for tumblr. Your words comfort me, and i’ll work even harder to be better, and work harder to appreciate myself i guess. Still, thank you!! :’)