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lovverletters · 4 months

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Been waiting for this lol

*Ahem* I introduced Yan husband! Finally, after years of waiting and stalking and murdering (if that's cool), he finally has you! He worships you every day and reminds you how lucky he is, and he tells everyone how he's so lucky and how you're perfect!

Yandere! Husband

A/N : Thanks for requesting! Hope you like it, 🌻 anon!

T/W : soft yandere, stalking, implied murder, non consentual photographing, stealing items, this is late asf

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"Honey, do you remember how we met?"

[Name] asked their husband of 6 years as they flip through their old journal, reliving their countless embarrassing, bitter and sweet memories of their youth.

They had been sifting through the storage closet earlier when they stumbled upon a box containing their old belongings dating back from when they were still studying in high school until they got married to their husband, Derek.

"Of course I do, it's the day I met the love of my life" He says with a smile on his face.

"Psh.. you're so cheesy Derry" [Name] swatted their husband's shoulder playfully, flustered at his words.

"What? I'm being honest. Every moment spent with you is unforgettable" A dark glint was present in his eyes as he uttered his reply.

How could he ever forget the day he met his beloved [Name]?

«────── « ⋅ʚ💌ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Derek had been in his senior year of high school by the time he met [Name].

They had only recently moved to his hometown and enroll to the high school. He could still recall their timid expression as they asked him for directions, at that moment Derek brushed off the encounter as a one time thing.

He was graduating and they were a junior, he'll probably won't see them again.

Until Derek started to bump into [Name] more frequently albeit it being only a coincidence. [Name] would notice his presence and greeted him with a small wave everytime they pass by each other in the hallway or waiting in line during lunch.

Eventually, he finally spoke to them one day. It felt odd for him to be around them yet never uttering a single word.

It was the best decision he ever made.

"Uhㅡhey" Derek cursed himself inwardly for choking on his words.

[Name]'s eyes widened, spooked to hear him talk to them. They mustered up a crooked smile after recollecting themself to reply to him.

"Derek, hi. Sorry, I was on my phone that I didn't notice you behind me"

From then, something shifted in him. Their conversation faded into a white noise in his ears as his thoughts became fixated in [Name]'s voice.

He had heard them speak before but it felt different when they're talking to him. Their voice engraving itself into his brain like an earworm.

It doesn't stop there, their interaction expanded as their friendship blooms. [Name] would seek him out on subjects they were struggling on despite having other student who would eagerly help themㅡ his heart swells with pride knowing that it's him whom they're relying on.

Derek would also began inviting them to his football practice as an excuse to invite them for an ice cream laterㅡ and to also flex his athleticism in hopes of receiving praises from them.

He's not stupid, he knows that he likes themㅡ loves them. Maybe he had been a fool for underestimating his feelings for them.

It had been an unfortunate timing that he had never been able to confess to [Name] as his graduation passes and he was wrapped up with preparing for his higher education.

Those times away and distance from [Name] were hellish. Derek felt his sanity wanning with each day passes and his thoughts were constantly thinking of [Name].

What are they doing, Where they're at, Who they're withㅡ They don't have a partner don't they? They didn't replace me did they?? I'll kill that bastard who took my placㅡ

He finally cracked after stalking through their social media page and seeing the other student having grown close to them within months of his absence.

Derek decided that he's had enough sitting around in the sidelines with an aching heart. He'll make his move and insured that [Name] will be his.

«────── « ⋅ʚ💌ɞ⋅ » ──────»

"I then drove back to back from my university to yours for years until I finally had enough and decided to ask you to move in with me" He traced the picture they took on their first day moving into his house.

[Name] snorted and pinched their husband's cheek, laughing as they teased him.

"Silly, you, I can't believe you rent out an apartment just because you can't be away from me anymore"

Derek huffed and flipped to the next page, tracing [Name]'s photo as he always does everytime he sees it.

"I love you too much, it hurt's to not be around your presence. I feel like I was going to die with each hour passes without you"

"Mmh sure, how come you never died after leaving me everytime you have to go back?" [Name] attempt at poking at their husband again.

Only to receive an unexpected answer.

"I never left" Derek uttered. No elaboration whatsoever.

Silence follows after as the cogs in [Name]'s brain turn to process what their sweet stupid dork husband just said.

Derek closed the journal shut and stood up, planting a kiss on their temple.

"I'm going to prepare dinner now. You better come and eat when I call you before continuing your clean up! No buts and ifs, okay love?" He gave them another kiss before disappearing into the kitchen.

Come to think of it, Derek had re-entered their life at a time where their newfound friend tragically passed in a mysterious incident. [Name] had been devastated and clung to Derek for comfort before it eventually delved into them being in a relationship with the man.

Everything was perfect. Too perfect if they had to be honest. It's almost as if he had planned it.

They shook off the thoughts and continued sorting through the old boxes when one of the contents surprised them.

It was the items they thought they had lost or threw away. But how could Derek have it when they had lost it before they begun dating. The polaroids were also odd as Derek weren't around during their senior year when it was takenㅡ if the dates marked was correct.

"Honey! Dinner's ready"

They'll ask him about it later.

«────── « ⋅ʚ💌ɞ⋅ » ──────»

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lilacqiqis · 4 months

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"Darling"

naruto, kakashi, obito(non massacre), hinata, itachi(non massacre), sasuke, sai

Scenario: getting casually called darling by their crush

A/N: pls send in Naruto reqs I'm starving to write stuff, also finally decided to give characters specific emojis LMAO last post i made i randomly gave them emojis 😭 Writing this at 3 AM sorry if it's ass -mod Lilac

TW: none, GN!reader

more under the cut

🌱 Naruto isn't used to romantic affection from people, let alone his crush, so his reaction when you call him "darling" is a huge gaping mouth and stuttering as he tries to process what you said

🌱 "W-wait!! Whuh?! Huhhh?!! Whaddja call me?!"

🌱 Whether it's a joke or not he has a dorky smile after as he laughs, the pet name making him feel warm inside. He probably will try and call you a pet name back afterwards, hoping you'll like it just as much as he did.

🌱 Goes to brag to all his friends the next day. "Hey hey! Guess what?! S/O called me DARLING!!" Nobody really cares too much honestly, they think he's overreacting or even lying.

🌾 A stoic man he is, that Kakashi. Not much can get him flustered, besides reading Icha Icha of course.

🌾 He usually can keep his feelings hidden away from his crush, treating you like any of his other friends, but when you call him darling? Lucky that he's wearing a mask because you'd be able to see the huge blush forming on his face.

🌾 He'd try not to react too much, his eye slightly widening and body tensing up when the word hits him. It felt so... Natural? The pet name came off your tongue so nicely that Kakashi can't help but want to hear it more.

🌾 Wouldn't comment on it, but may bring it up in the future to tease you. Perhaps to get back at them he'll also call you a romantic pet name... Nah, he's too nervous to do that, if he was that bold he'd go and just confess already!

🌺 Like Naruto, Obito is flabbergasted. He's liked you for gods who knows how long and you can just casually call him that while he becomes a mess just hugging you?

🌺 His head whips towards you so quickly as he stares at you with wide eyes. How is he supposed to react to this?! Does this mean you like him...? Did you even mean this romantically in the first place? Do you call other people that too?!

🌺 His mind is running and he just kinda... Stares at you in awe. Don't let him down by telling him it was just a joke when he questions you later, he'll be devastated.

🌺 Obito will try and be confident, calling you an affectionate pet name as well but all that comes out is stuttering.

🌺 "Heheh... I think so too, s... S-sweet... Sw-sweethEART OKIMGOINGTOGONOWBYES/O"

🌻 Goes absolutely red. Hinata already gets embarrassed by little gestures so something like getting called darling is sure to make her pass out!

🌻 Did you really mean that? She hopes so! That small name made her day, and she won't ever forget about it<3

🌻 Of course, she's still too shy to admit her feelings to you. If that was your way of confessing you'd be dumb to not see that she obviously likes you too... You'd probably be dumb to not notice her behavior before, after all Hinata isn't very good at hiding her feelings towards you.

🌻 She wouldn't realize it's a confession of your attraction if that was your motive, so please be more blunt with her.

🌙 If you think he wouldn't remember, he will. Itachi is a romantic individual, though not as much before a relationship. He takes note of everything S/O says, and will try to hint towards his feelings through small actions and words.

🌙 Absolutely loves it. Itachi will think about the pet name, wondering if you'd mind if he called you that as well. Maybe you'd get embarrassed that you're getting a taste of your own medicine? It's not the humiliation part Itachi would enjoy, but he'd love to see your flustered face.

🌙 Doesn't make a huge fuss when you call him darling, probably doesn't even say anything about it, but has a small smile while thinking about it.

🌙 Will begin to also call you pet names!! It depends on how close you are, but if you two are good friends he'll return your affection. You two probably end up having a lot of romantic tension while everybody suffers watching wondering if one of you two will finally confess or not...

🪻 Sasuke loves hates it. Do NOT call him that cheesy warm and gooey shit, he will scoff at you then turn his head away. jk he just has an ego to protect

🪻 Hates how it makes him feel. That disgusting ticklish feeling he gets in his stomach and the heat in his face makes him feel weak and vulnerable, so stop that. This is just as bad as a genjutsu and he doesn't like it one bit!

🪻 In reality though, Sasuke adores being called darling. He's just... Really bad at dealing with affection you know? He doesn't know how to react and the feeling of love is so foreign to him, so his only way of reacting is acting like he hates it in hopes of ridding his feelings. (Spoiler alert:it doesn't help one bit.)

🪻 You can catch him with a soft blush and tiny smirk on his face if you can catch a glance before he turns his head. Quit being such a loser and just accept it, Sasuke!

🪶 This was mentioned in his book, so Sai should act accordingly, right? He'll begin to also call you pet names, and he probably already did before you due to the fact he read a book saying he should...

🪶 Doesn't quite understand the meaning behind the sweet names but he's trying his best

🪶 It makes him happy though, being able to connect with you... Someone he enjoys being around so much, someone who he feels he has a "special" bond with.

🪶It creeps into your twos friendship, and before you know it you two are acting like a married couple with all your affectionate behavior.

#mod.lilac.writes #naruto x reader #kakashi x reader #obito x reader #hinata x reader #hinata hyuga x reader #itachi x reader #itachi uchiha x reader #sasuke x reader #sai x reader #naruto headcanons

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jackhues · 1 month

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YOU'RE NOT MY FAVOURITE - PADDOCK PASS, BABY [ PART SIX ]

in which y/n hamilton is trying to fight the menace allegations (japan24)

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liked by pierregasly, kikacgomes, charles_leclerc & others

y/nhamilton: last week at a glance

pinned y/nhamilton: guys nico is fine, he told me himself. -> user: but did he lie to you? -> y/nhamilton: he wouldn't dare

user: omgg the cherry blossoms are so pretty

user: who'd you go bumper cars with? -> y/nhamilton: mick, george, logan, and oscar!

carlossainz55: 🌻🌻 -> y/nhamilton: 🌼🌼

maxverstappen1: no podium pics? this is the second time. i'd like to file a complaint -> y/nhamilton: hello mr. verstappen. to file a complaint, we have a procedure. step one: create a written statement declaring sir lewis hamilton as the 2021 world champion and forsake that title. we will be in contact with you after completion of that step -> user: oh my god girl, get over it. max won fair and square -> maxverstappen1: get off of her page. you're not going to get involved in something that is clearly a joke, something that's been going on for years, and that we're both okay with. -> y/nhamilton: go off mad max

charles_leclerc: hey i was dotd! why am i not up there? -> y/nhamilton: sharl, do you see a single face up there? this is a faceless post -> charlec_leclerc: i'd like to file a complaint -> y/nhamilton: your complaint is noted, balled up, and thrown into the trash -> charles_leclerc: @/lewishamilton your little menace is bullying me again -> lewishamilton: i warned all of you. no one listened to me -> pierregasly: seb said you were exaggerating -> sebastianvettel: is it bad that i wanted my pseudo child to make friends? -> y/nhamilton: why are you all talking about me like i'm some menace who's sole purpose is to wreak havoc? -> charles_leclerc: you are -> pierregasly: you are -> alex_albon: you are -> oscarpiastri: you are -> y/nhamilton: you're all pricks. this is why logan and max are my favs -> logansargeant: thanks broski -> landonorris: HEY! I'M NOT BULLYING YOU -> y/nhamilton: you're also not giving my bracelet back -> landonorris: ... fair

user: love when there's driver lore in the comments

user: oh what i'd give to be y/n hamilton

olliebearman: side eying the mercedes gear slide -> y/nhamilton: my dad still drives for them!! -> olliebearman: mhm okay... -> kimi.antonelli: you should be side eyeing the ferrari car slide -> y/nhamilton: CARLOS PHOTOBOMBED ME! NOT MY FAULT

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send a message/comment/ask to be added to the taglist!

NOTE: sorry for the long wait, i've got exams going on right now :( don't forget to like + reblog <3

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seatnights · 4 months

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Who are some of your favorite fan fiction writers?

i spent hours to collect usernames of authors i enjoyed reading from, and i’m sure i missed some, but i tried.

are u ready for this?

authors you SHOULD support:

oneforthemunny / icallhimjoey / jamdoughnutmagician / rosebudsgarden / willowsgri / joequinnisgod / eddiemunsons80sbaby / chrrymunson / eddiemunsonswhxre / lonelysatellites / loveshotzz / usedtobecooler / carolmunson / upsidedownwithsteve / sherifftillman / spicysix / emsgoodthinkin / retrobutterflies / tiannasfanfic / athena-writes-i-guess / shesinchargeareyoukidding / cooliestghouliest / singularattitudeofasafetypin / babybluebex / quinnyfairy / moonchildquinn / i-me-mine / luveline / myosotisa / silent-stories / blueywrites / steviesbicrisis / munson-blurbs / ficsbypix / lovejosephquinn / eddieschains / prettyboyeddiemunson / eddieandbird /pleasantlycrazyworld / corroded-hellfire / trashmouth-richie / justmeinadaze / mopeymopeymouse / munsonslilbunnie / keeponquinning / gatorstillman / allthingsjoeq / jadeylovesmarvelxo / mysticmunson / sugarsblurbs / taintedcigs / gag-me-munson / gravedigginbbydoll / ratskcoreddie / andvys / manicpixiedreamcurl / thruheavenandhighwater / joejoequinnquinn / munsonsreputation / upsidedownmvnson / hellfiresmaster / elightysixbaby / eddiessluttywaist / littledemondani / choke-me-eddie / eddiemunsonsmum / eddiemunsonfuxks / pinkrelish / hllfireclb / indulgence-be-thy-name / wheels-of-despair / hellfiremunsonn / filthyjoetini / ghost-proofbaby / havecourage-darling / forever-rogue / queenimmadolla / josephfakingquinn / roanniom / bimbobaggins69 / songforeddiemunson / munsons-hellfire / honey-flustered / eddie-van-munson / storiesbyrhi / lovebugism / neonghostlights / harrywavycurly / chestylarouxx / courtingchaos / galaxy-siren / harringtons-cupid / hard-candy-writing / wroteclassicaly / raccoonboywrites / dr-aculaaa / palomahasenteredthechat / palomahasenteredthechat / forevermoreharrington / corrodedcorpses / strangerquinns / sunnythevampireslayer / lesservillain / stevenose / eddiesxangel / stveharringtn / spookysteddie / keeksandgigz / darlingsfandom / her-power / idkidknemore / francisquinn / inkluvs / ashwhowrites / hellfire--cult / succubusmunson / v8mpstamp / stevieswhore / munsons-maiden / rustboxstarr / corrodedseraphine / reidsbtch / lexlec / katiemcrae / the-unforgivenn / keerysfolklore / appocalipse / familyvideowithsteve / tiannamortis / joekeeryswife / bettyfrommars / cinemamunson / munson-mjstan / teddyeyeseddie / lofaewrites / mediocredreams / leasstories

OK SO

here we have 137 authors, i didn’t tag anyone cuz i would probably have disturbed half of the fandom, sorry if it’s more difficult this way, but i hope i could help you a bit.

obviously, there’s no order of preference of any kind, and i tried to put as many authors as i could but i know i’ve missed someone. if i did, i’m deeply sorry, it wasn’t on purpose and i have nothing against you! if you wish you can message me or slide in my ask and ill add you immediately!

now, i’m a bit tired after all of this, and my hand hurts but:

DON’T FORGET TO SUPPORT THE AUTHORS!!!

they put their works for free!!! everyone can enjoy media and content for free thanks to them! and it cost you nothing to reblog and share their work.

thank you for every creators / writers/ artist out there to make every single works of yours and sharing them with the world. all of you deserve so much, and thanks to you for so many people the day gets better, it’s like having a sweet little treat, like taking care of yourself, like finding a place where you are understood. so, thank you infinitely. keep it up cause you’re doing amazing!

-🤍🌻🌱

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silverware-drawer · 8 months

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what the hell

#qsmp #long post #also i stole a bunch of the usernames from @flunkett and @chewydolls dont want to forget to credit them #i dont even know if this is funny but these posts make me very happy for some reason #and they are very fun to make.#silverware lore #cuesumblur #tw unreality #silverware's cuesumblur

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wheatnoodle · 11 months

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i love you, evangeline

og post | p1 | p2 | p3 | p4 | p5

~🌷🌻~

“so,” dustin says around a mouthful of french toast that has him spewing crumbs everywhere, “can i ask about…y’know…you becoming…you?”

“yeah, sure. ask away. we didn’t do secrets before this,” evie freezes briefly as she grabs a napkin to give him. her face cringes slightly. “sorry about that, by the way.”

dustin flaps the napkin to wave her worry off. “dude, you could literally get killed if you tell the wrong person.”

“way to remind us,” robin rolls her eyes over her coffee mug.

“anyways!” evie cuts in with a clap of her hands. “your questions?”

“oh! right. i wrote them down,” dustin says and pulls out his phone to open his notes.

“he wrote them down,” robin repeats sarcastically under her breath, earning a snort from evie and a glare from dustin that has her raising her hands in surrender.

dustin takes a sip of his orange juice and clears his throat. “okay. did you know before you left hawkins? how did you figure it out?”

“yeah, i knew before i left. i think right around when the whole…vecna thing happened was when i really understood what was up,” evie nods thoughtfully, “like, i always felt…different? or just lost, i guess. and then with starting to find words to put to my feelings, like transgender and dysphoria, it started to feel like maybe i wasn’t so weird. robin and i went shopping and tried on like skirts and stuff and that was wild. and then i started thinking about all the girls i had dated and what that meant, and honestly, i think i wanted to be them rather than be with them.”

“so if you didn’t want to be with them, are you gay? or…i guess straight? like you like dudes?” dustin asks, his brows drawn as he listens.

“y’know, i haven’t really thought too much about it but…yeah,” she shrugs. “i guess i’d say i’m straight since i like men.”

“cool,” he nods with a smile. “damn, so even as a girl, you and robin still won’t date.”

“oh dude, i was struggling helping her out with everything after her boob job. i swear, i was no better than a man,” robin says across the table.

“she wore an ace bandage as a blind fold,” evie laughs, tossing her head back. dustin giggles as he watches robin pick up the newspaper to smack evie with, her cheeks bright red.

“is it only robin and now me who knows?” he continues along with his questioning.

“you two and my dad’s secretary since he didn’t feel like answering the phone. she congratulated me, by the way,” evie smirks at the end. just picturing her dad’s face if he were to hear the news. the rage, the steam coming from his ears. screams that could be heard blocks away as he throws another lamp. and his loyal secretary of 8 years has already congratulated his daughter and told her how happy she is for her. robin high fives her every time she gets to mention it.

“damn! i cant imagine how much that took for you to cal him. nice work,” dustin smiles proudly. “would you ever want to tell more people from hawkins?”

she’s silent for a minute. it’s something she didn’t think she’d ever consider doing. and yet, she can’t outright say no.

“i think so. someday. i hope.”

“i could…ease them into the idea so it’s less of a shock? just like…gauge where everyone’s head is at in regards to transgender individuals, give you two updates, see where to go from there?” dustin suggests with a shrug. robin’s brows raise under bangs. now that’s an idea she hasn’t had yet.

“that sounds…good,” evie nods confidently after a second, a new smile blooming on her face. robin cheers from her seat and throws her arms in the air. “just be subtle! don’t walk in all ‘hey guys, how do you feel about hypermasculine jocks from small towns turning into women who wanna be barbie?’.”

“oh no, you stole my plan word for word,” dustin rolls his eyes. “no shit i’ll be subtle. it’s a shame a side effect of estrogen isn’t intelligence.”

“don’t forget i’m hosting you,” evie warns with a pointed finger.

“yes, mom,” he sighs heavily, “okay, you can stop me if this is too far. you said you got your boobs done, did you get…like…the surgery? like the surgery?”

“not too far, honestly. yeah, i got it about…a year ago, actually! ahh happy birthday to me!” evie claps excitedly.

“does it work?”

“DUSTIN!”

“i just don’t get why he hasn’t said anything. he said he would update us what she’s like, i mean c’mon, he’s the first one invited over! the first one allowed over! he promised to text when he got there, what if something happened? did everyone die? him and robin are silent! nobody answers their texts!”

“eddie! will you please just stop? dustin is fine and i am sure he isn’t wooing your fairy princess, love of your life, big stupid crush, ms evangeline,” gareth groans. he’s laying upside down on the couch in his and eddie’s apartment, curls dangling to the ground. it’s been forever of listening to eddie gush about robin’s roommate and now it’s just even worse with dustin staying with them. the least eddie could do is stop pacing in front of him, he’s making him motion sick watching his legs go back and forth.

finally, eddie flips down next to him with a heavy sigh. he takes a long swig of his beer, effectively draining half of it down his throat, before just staring at the ceiling.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. you’re right. everything’s fine. plus, it’d be pretty fucked of him to go flirt with her when i called dibs.”

“you can’t dibs a woman-“

“yeah, yeah, shut up.” eddie lightly kicks at gareth’s shoulder. he sighs again, his finger fiddling with the wrapper on his beer bottle. “…do you think he’s mentioned me?”

“that’s it, i need a knife.”

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luneariaa · 4 months

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just smth about you working at a cafe,, and higu pays you a visit. plot is almost going nowhere hshshs,, and yes this is as fluffy as it can get lmao.

. dividers by @/cafekitsune !! 🌻

The sounds of the bells ringing from atop of the entrance door caught your attention, which is a signal that someone has walked into the cafe that you’re currently working at. The cafe itself was actually being run by one of your friends, which she had offered you a place to work there back then.

Upon noticing the familiar face of your beloved, a happy smile immediately made its way to your face; hands automatically starting to brew some fresh hot coffee for him as usual. Higuruma didn’t need to tell you anything– you always knew his favourite drink whatsoever.

Heck, even making some of his favourite sandwiches out of love for him. The dark-haired attorney always appreciates your efforts in ways that you possibly imagined.

By the time he’s about to make some order by the counter, you have already placed the coffee in front of him– which always, and always managed to catch him by surprise, before thanking you for your sweet and thoughtful gesture.

Higuruma sips on his coffee slowly after finding a rather reserved seat just nearby where you are; trying to savour the taste of it, yet his eyes couldn’t resist from glancing at your form occasionally. You were always so hardworking to him, and it’s one of your main traits that he finds captivating.

“What’s with the stare?” You let a small chuckle out of you, now noticing how he begins to not shy away his constant gaze at you. He returns the same chuckle, propping one hand atop of the counter and rests his head there.

“What, I can’t appreciate looking at you and admiring your beauty?” Higuruma replies in a slightly lower tone, yet with a hint of teasing, as if to make sure you’re the only one who heard it closely.

“That’s kinda sappy,” you laughed humorously, yet also finding it actually sweet. “I appreciate that.”

His breath begins to hitch in his throat when you decide to do a bit of a bold move– gradually and slightly leaning your face closer to his, but still leaving some space for him to breathe.

“Could say the same to you, Mr. Lawyer.”

His reaction actually satisfies you once you retreat from your initial stance; getting him all flustered that he had to loosen his tie a bit, and the clearing of his throat. Luckily, by some miracle, no one saw it.

But your co-worker friend has sent you a cheeky grin from afar, letting you have your moment alone with him, even though your shift is almost over. She’s the sweetest.

“Not so sappy when it’s just the truth.”

“But still..” You both shared a heartwarming laugh with one another. At least, you’re here to make him try to forget about his stresses from earlier cases.

“I’m not gonna take back what I’ve been saying though,” Higuruma grins lovingly at you. “I think your hard work alone would put even my skills to shame.”

“Nah, don’t sell yourself short!”

“Did anything happen today?” You finally changed the topic with another, wanting to know about your beloved instead as you gazed at him intently. All the while placing your hand atop of his as a sign of unspoken comfort.

“Got a quite difficult case today actually,” he shrugs and slouches over slightly; grasping back onto your hand with an equal affection underlying within it.

“It’s just the usual client stuff, don’t worry. I’m handling it alright so far, but enough about me. How are things going here? How are you doing?”

A quiet exhale came from you by his answer. Even when his day isn’t really going well, he always has you in his mind instead– a trait that you find endearing, but it didn’t manage to stop the feeling of concern from resurfacing for his well-being.

“Everything’s going well here, don’t worry about me.”

“I’m so sorry that you had a rough day,” you gave your beloved a sympathetic smile. “Is there anything I can do about it?”

“Well–” His thumb brushes along your knuckles ever so tenderly, as if he’s afraid of possibly hurting you in the process. “--your presence alone is already enough for me, I promise you.”

“Just a little tired, that is. But it’ll pass soon; I’ve worked through tougher cases before.”

Knowing all too well that any attempt to shot back his statement will be futile, you eventually sighed in agreement. “Just don’t be too harsh on yourself.”

He merely nodded, not wanting to worry you any further, and lifts one of your hands up to his lips– pressing a soft kiss on it, which is enough to make you a bit of a flustered mess from his actions alone. You’re highly aware that it might be hard for him to try and do so; knowing how much of a passionate man he can be, especially anything about justice.

“Are you able to wait for a bit more? My shift will end soon.” You tell while your eyes checked on the clock that’s hanging on the wall. “Or if you have to go back to work– I’m alright with it.”

The dark-haired attorney only gave a slight, comforting shake of his head. “Well, I do have to get some stuff back in the office.”

“I don’t think anyone’s around there at this time, so we can go there together. It won’t take long.”

“Then, we can grab some dinner outside tonight. How’s that sound?”

And who could’ve refuse such offer? It sounds amazing already for the both of you.

“That’s a deal then!”

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magnusbae · 4 months

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If you're interested, here's a prompt from the ones who just shared:

"Then why did you do it?" "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"

No rush hehe I hope you get rest and have fun writing this!

Now, see, I could have taken this as an open prompt and went with something else, but I know you like dreamling and so I was good.

Thanks for the prompt dear! 💖 Also special thanks goes to @cuubism for actually going through it 🌻🌻🌻 any mistakes are me ignoring her wisdom or straight up forgetting to edit it. one of the two.

Dreamling - some flavor of hurt/comfort(?) 'you dare?' kind of situation going on there, 1,394w

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“I cannot fathom why—”

Dream halts mid-sentence, his outrage rendering him speechless for a precious moment in which Hob tries, fruitlessly, to come up with a way to placate him, to explain in a way that will somehow pass as acceptable to Dream. The betrayal is tangible in the air, so charged that Hob’s hair actually stands on end as if from static. It feels like standing at your front door, still safe but seeing the hurricane on the horizon, knowing that this false safety can and will change in moments. Hob cannot think of a single thing.

“You.” Dream grits his teeth so tightly that they scrape loudly, the sound of it making Hob’s own teeth ache uncomfortably. “Know.” Dream says each word as if it takes a great burden to even use human speech and not simply burn a hole in Hob’s mind. Given Dream’s past record, which Hob had recently learnt of, perhaps it does. “You know I do not ask.”

“I know.” Hob winces.

There’s no denying that he knew. Knew full well that asking Dream’s sibling for help was a guaranteed way to not only outrage him, but also land Hob a very creative punishment and the end of their long friendship.

He knew that, and did it anyway.

Would again, if he had to.

He will not apologize for that.

Dream seems to come to the same conclusion, cheeks reddening in a surprising display of humanity, of lack of control over his appearance. The darkness that creeps into his eyes is distinctly not human. Hob shudders but fixes his eyes on Dream’s, refusing to avert his eyes like a reprimanded youth. He did what he did, and he’s not sorry.

''Then.” To Hob’s surprise, Dream seems to level himself, to school the darkness out of his eyes and ask with a calm that is somehow more unnerving than his rage. “Why did you do it?" There is a finality to this question, like a judge asking for one last confession to tip the scale one way or another. There will be judgment at the end of it, Hob knows.

“Because…” he sucks in a breath, there’s a ball of nerves in his stomach and frustration, surprising him with its intensity, it feels almost like anger.

Why is he here, searching for excuses for something he believes in wholeheartedly? He doesn’t want to learn firsthand of Dream’s notorious pettiness but he’s not here to play these sort of games.

The outraged huff is stuck in his throat— he didn’t even realize he had raised his voice this much, not until the ring of it strains his ears. He is practically shouting. And he doesn’t care.

''BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.''

There’s anger in it, frustration, a measure of desperation.

“I bloody love you more than I fear you, that’s why.” His own cheeks burn, itch, tingle with the indignation of it all. “Because I’m a besotted fool who would make a pact with the devil if I had to, if it meant helping you.” He gestures curtly at Dream, then spreads his arm in an exaggerated motion of question. “Why else? Seriously, why else?!” He stops at that, breathing harshly. This is not how he had imagined, not even close. Fuck it. And fuck Lucifer, too. And Dream’s all too pleased sibling, on top.

Through his outburst Hob had stopped paying attention to Dream’s face, only his eyes, latching onto them as if they were his anchor in this universe, the only constant thing, in life, in this.

When he finally looks, really looks, he realizes with a start that Dream’s cheeks are no longer red with anger, that his eyebrows are not as tightly knitted, that his pale lips form a small and lax ‘o’.

His friend looks taken aback, pacified and…surprised.

Like he couldn’t fathom this being the reason for Hob’s supposed betrayal of trust. Like this was the last rationale he had expected to hear, like he, an Endless being of incomprehensible wisdom, is unable to conceive this simple truth. Like he’s at a loss now.

Like he’s a bloody idiot. Hob shakes his head in amazement, his own anger evaporating as quickly as it came. Yet again he wonders how it is possible to be all knowing and yet so blind, so oblivious to such a simple truth, one Hob didn’t even try too hard to hide, really.

“I know you didn’t want me to,” he softens his voice, speaking more quietly “but I really didn’t have a choice. If I could do this on my own, you know I would have, I’d do worse for you.” He smiles at Dream, he doesn’t even try to sound self-deprecating, it’s the honest truth. He would.

His hand drops by his side and he awaits then, for his judgment.

“You love, me?”

Hob doesn't know how to respond to such a simple question other than–

“I do.”

There’s nothing else to add to that, he said it all, he did it all, even Dream must understand this is no passing fancy. One does not risk their immortal soul for something insignificant. Especially not Hob. One does it when it means everything. And in this case, it did. Dream did.

Dream seems to again, come to the same conclusion.

He wilts, shoulders sagging. He looks both much older and much younger at the same time, like this knowledge has stricken him, hurt him.

“You shouldn’t” is all he says.

“But I do.” Hob answers in return.

“I see that.” Dream’s voice is a whisper carried by the breeze, gentle, endless, aching. He looks torn in that moment, the judge whose scales no longer measure in any understandable manner. He casts his gaze down.

“Just let me,” Hob says. He did not come here demanding boons, nor love, only to help Dream. “Forgive my impudent human inclinations to save what I love, and let us continue as we were. Friends. “

“Friends…” Dream repeats after him, as if in disbelief.

Dream opens his mouth to say more—to accept or refuse, Hob doesn’t know—but in that exact moment Matthew half-crashes, half-lands on Dream’s shoulder, a flutter of black feathers and barely muffled curses.

“Boss! Oh for fuck’s sake— I mean cracker’s sake— I mean what the hell— I mean you’re fine—you’re actually okay, I was sure that this time you’re like legit—” he notices Hob then, and cawing loudly he curses again “You actually did it you son of a bitch— you really did!” His wings open excitedly, brushing against Dream’s face, covering it up.

“Matthew.”

“Uh-” Matthew folds his wings immediately.

Hob looks at Dream then, the moment is decidedly broken but he has to know if he’d see him again, he can’t just go on not knowing, it’ll drive him insane. “Dream—” he starts, but Dream speaks over him.

“We will discuss this—” Dream’s lips tighten, eyes flicking to Matthew and then back at Hob. “At a later time.” He concludes rather curtly, seemingly deciding that addressing exactly what they will be discussing is not something he wants his Raven to be privy to.

“Right…” Hob murmurs, not speaking further of the topic either. It’s one thing to break Dream’s boundaries over life and death, another entirely over his own impatience and need to know. Dream wanting to see him again at all is already a damn good sign, and Hob will take it, gladly.

“I’ll see you later then, Dream” He uses the name even while not being sure he is still permitted to, that he did not lose the privilege. Dream tilts his head but doesn’t object, instead he nods once and disappears in a swirl of golden sand.

“Show off…” Hob murmurs into the empty air, shaking his head in disbelief. There’s a good feeling in his gut, he should probably be worried but he has a feeling that things will work out, that it all will be just fine. He can’t explain it, but he has learnt to trust his gut over the years. After all, it once led him to believe that he would never die.

It was right then, and it’ll be right now too. He and Dream will figure it out and will be better for it. Just like the other time, just like always.

#Dreamling #Dreamling fic #The sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dream #hob #buns.w #buns.all #carnelianmeluha #msg #It probably could have been rewritten but given the fact that it was meant to be only 20 minutes long writing and ended up being hours #i think this is as far as it goes :')#Something within me perished typing out in caplocks but i wished to stay true to the original prompt SO.#I only saw that you did specify the ship in a later message now lmao see I had forbidden myself from looking through the prompts #so I don't start picking and choosing what I felt more like #So I only read them as I actually did them--- and still chosen to be good xD

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scarletwinterxx · 8 months

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loving you is easy - mark lee imagine

hiiiii, 127 cb i have been summoned😅 for the past few weeks i've been inactive on all socmeds, sorry for the very few and slow posts. anyways, let's talk Fact Check haha what's your fave track? i think mine's Parade. the vocals in that one is soooo good.

So yeah i hope you like this one, i'll be back when I can💛🌻

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"It's one plane ride away, I'll be there in 3 months"

"That's 3 months too long" he grumbles, still pouting as he zips the last of his luggage. Mark hated being away for you, too many days and nights your time zone's don't line up. By the time it's morning for you, he'll be saying goodnight.

But now, things are about to change. This will be the last time you're saying goodbye to him for a long time but he doesn't know that. For now it's your little secret.

"It'll fly by fast, just like every other time. Now come here and give me cuddles, stop pouting like a kid" you tease him, opening your arms to welcome him.

Feeling his arms go around you, you further confirmed a fact you've known for years. The two of you can be continents away from each other, but your heart will always stay with one another. Mark really has become your home and in his arms are where you feel the safest and most loved.

"If you're sad then it's gonna make me sad, I don't want the last night to be all tears" you tell him, feeling his embrace tighten against you. He kisses the top of your head a few times before letting you go.

"You're right, sorry. No more sulking, it's just 3 months then you'll come to me" he smiles at you, the cute little dimple you love so much appearing on his cheek. You stand on your tiptoe to kiss it, savoring the warmth of him against your lips.

And you were right, the 3 months did fly by fast. Mainly because you were busy packing your apartment to move to another continent. You didn't keep much apart from your stuff and some of Mark's. It's kind of hard to travel with everything so you got rid of what you can.

The only person who knew you were coming was Johnny, who is currently waiting for you at the airport. Easily spotting the 6 foot Chicago guy from a distance.

"There she is! About time you got here, I don't think I can take another day of Mark whining about how much he misses you" he jokes, giving you a quick hug and taking your stuff to carry it himself.

"He doesn't know I'm coming, I'm suppose to fly out this weekend" you tell him while following behind

"Oh believe me I know, he won't let us forget"

You chuckle at his story, just thinking about surprising Mark makes you grin.

He dropped you off at Mark's apartment, you're familiar with the place since you've stayed here every time you fly over. What he doesn't know is you're here to stay with him for good.

It did took a lot of courage to make this decision but you didn't doubt it for a second. You know there's no other place you'd rather call home than where he is.

For a couple of hours you rested, cleaned the few dishes on the sink and picked up the towel he threw on the floor. A habit you knew he had, you've had that talk with him more than a few times and he always promises he won't do it again. You let him off the hook, for now.

You were in the bedroom when you hear someone by the door. Mark entered his place, tired from the whole day of work to notice the other pair of shoes by the door.

He threw his bag by the couch, along with his coat. He then walked to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, resting against the counter while he drinks and take a moment to look around.

This time he notices the dishes he was suppose to do this morning was gone. He brushed it off thinking he must've just forgotten he already did it. He then walked to the bedroom, the first thing he noticed was the towel that he definitely threw by the bed this morning. He remembers it because he's been thinking about it all day and how you'll be mad if you found out he threw it on the floor yet again.

He looks around, checking to see anything missing or different just in case someone broke in. But who would clean up if they're here to steal, he thoughts.

Mark then walks towards the bathroom to check, nothing there too so he walks back the bedroom. Just when he was about to go outside, you jumped out of your hiding spot to surprise him

"SURPRISE!"

"WHAT THE F- OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE" you didn't even get the chance to walk towards him because he's already running to you. Picking you up in an embrace.

"Is this for real or am I dreaming?" you hear him mumble

You giggle, patting him on the back so he could put you down. "This is real silly. I'm really here" you tell him.

He grabs you by the face and kisses you. As his lips lands on yours, he knew this was really real. You're actually here with him.

You can feel him smile against your lips, tilting your head to the side to kiss him deeper. Too many days wish he was with you, now he's here and you're not going to let go that easily.

He walks backwards until the back of his legs hit the bed. Landing on it gently with you still in his arms. You straddle his legs while the two of you get lost in each others kisses.

"Okay okay wait a sec" you giggle, pushing your lover away gently. Mark follows your lips though, kissing you a few more times before he lets you go but not too far.

"When did you get here?" he asks you

"Today, Johnny picked me up at the airport so I could surprise you" you tell him, your hands intertwine around his shoulders.

"I could've come and pick you up" he pouts.

Oh your sweet sweet boy.

You smile at him, rubbing your nose against his. Feeling like you're on cloud nine now that you're back together.

"Then it wouldn't be a surprise" you tell him, speaking of surprise you can't wait to see his reaction once you tell him your news.

"How long are you staying? I can take a few days off so we can go out" he tells you excitedly.

For you he would do just about anything. He can put his world on pause, stop everything for you.

"About that..."

"What? You can't stay that long?" he asks, already feeling sad but he tries not to let you see it.

"Actually, I'm not gonna go back" you tell him, not sure how to break the news to him either

"Huh?"

"Surprise number 2 I guess, I wanted to tell you for months now but I waited until everything is settled. So yeah. I'm here to stay, that is if you're looking for a roommate?" you ask

Mark didn't say anything for a couple of seconds, your words still processing in his mind.

"You mean you're staying here, with me ? Here? and you're not going to fly back? You're staying with me?"

You can't help but laugh lightly at him, pulling him closer once again to kiss him

"I'm gonna stay right here" you whisper, looking straight into his eyes.

"But what about your work? your friends? I can't ask you to leave your life there"

"Baby you're not asking me, I want to. I have friends here too, I can call my friends there and we can visit them. Plus you're my bestfriend. As for work, it just so happened they were looking for someone to relocate here to Korea. It was like fate wanted me to be here"

"Are you sure? I don't want you to give up everything, I don't mind the flights-"

"You do, I do. We both do. We just never said it outloud because we didn't want to be sad, but all I can think of when you're not around is how much I want to be with you. To be honest it's harder for me to be there than moving here where I know I could be with you"

He looks at you, trying to find the words to say

"Are you really really sure?" he asks again

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't. So you're stuck with me, for good" you tease a smile out of him

"It's hard for me too. It's the hardest when I'm so tired and I come back here and all I can think of is how much I want to come home to you. Every flight away from you was never easy"

"I know"

"So I guess this is your anniversary present?" he jokingly asks, you get off of his lap to stand up.

"It'll be hard to top this one" you joke

"I can just ask you to marry me" he says ever so casually, not missing how your cheeks reddened. You hit him lightly making your boyfriend laugh

"Hey, that's not fair"

"You're the one who's stuck me, you know I'm never letting you go now?"

"Good, cause I'm not going anywhere. Here's to 7 more years"

He smile at you before standing up to hug you again,

As you stare at each other eyes you can't help but feel this warm sensation in your chest. You really are home.

"I read somewhere that our cells change every 7 years or so" you mumble, he hums waiting for you to continue

"It's been 7 years since we first met, and until now I still feel the same way about you. I want every cell in my body to know what it feels like to love you, I want it to never forget how warm and lovely it feels it be in love with you. 7 years from now, 14 years and until the last cycle of this life, I want all of me to love all of you"

He stares at you, soaking each word coming out of your lips like a spell enchanting him. Making him fall even deeper in love with you.

"You know they say love isn't easy, but loving you is easy. It's like it's the only thing my heart and soul was made for. Every thought in my head, awake or even in my dreams, is always you" he tells you.

You can feel the tears starting to build up from too much happiness you're feeling right now.

"Wanna hear something crazy?" you mumble

"Do tell" he chuckles

"If you ask me to marry you right now, I'd say yes"

He smiles at you before closing the distance once again, like he just sealed a promise. Speaking a silent vow to make that come true, maybe tonight or tomorrow or 7 days/months from now. All he knows is he will live this life with you.

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ataleofcrowns · 2 years

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New Chapter Released!

Hello again! Hope your summer has gone well 🌻

I know I said the public release would be September 19th, but technically it's already the 19th in my timezone so I thought, why not drop it at midnight?

With the public release of this new chapter we’re diving into courtly intrigue as the Crown becomes accustomed to their new day-to-day life:

Meeting the Imperial Court, as well as the different factions and political agendas at play

Choices that will influence the Crown’s reputation, and one that may even be locked off depending on previous decisions made. Did you prioritize the public, or forget about them among all the commotion?

Variants of how your chosen love interest will react to your Crown, depending on previous relationship choices your Crown has made. Do you have a low relationship, or a high one?

Two branching routes that each have three different variants depending on what your Crown chose with regards to security and safety. Will you get the best outcome and save lives, or the worst outcome and see casualties? Perhaps somewhere in between?

The love interests are also on the move, some of them quite literally...

A few additional changes made to the game overall:

Note the updated content warnings!

Changed the name mentioned by Mîr Lîlan during A's Chapter 7 romance scene, if you choose to eavesdrop on them. I won't mention it here to avoid potential spoilers.

Due to issues on mobile and the itch.io app, renaming your saves manually will no longer be possible if you use the in-game save menu. The game will automatically save with your Crown's name, the chapter you're on and the LI route you're on if applicable.

Existing saves may show "CH0" if you load one up that was made in the middle of a chapter, but once you pass through the start of a new chapter, it should correct itself. In other words, it’s not a bug!

Of course, it’s still possible to rename your saves if you Save To Disk, which is what I always recommend over using the in-game save menu.

Thank you for all your patience and support, I hope you enjoy the new chapter with the nearing end of this summer 💖

For those that are unfamiliar with the game

A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy romance story, told in the form of a text-based interactive novel with choice mechanics. The setting is inspired by Kurdish culture as well as other historical settings in the Middle East such as Ancient Persia, but it also draws heavily from other cultures and countries in the region.

Your character is native to Arsur, a vast empire overseen by a single ruler known as the Crown. Unlike traditional monarchies, however, the title is not inherited through blood. Whenever the Crown dies, their famed golden eyes pass on to the one chosen by the Spirits of this world to be the new Crown. In this story, your MC takes on that role.

There are four different love interests to choose from, whose genders will be customized to suit the preferences of your Crown. You can find more info about them on the blog page!

Also note that this current version of the game is safe for those 16 years and older.

Like the premise so far? Play it and give it a try! The entire game is free!

If you enjoyed the game, please reblog! Share it with your friends! Recognition and reader interaction is just about the only thing I get in return for creating it ❤️

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spideyanakin · 10 months

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Heather

Cedric Diggory x reader

Based on Heather by Conan Gray

Synopsis - ‘As she walks by, what a sight for sore eyes, she’s got you mesmerized.’ Cedric is oblivious to your feelings, so you end up watching as he dates a girl that isn't you. Will the two of you get a happy ending?

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I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater

It was a cold day - a third of December to be exact. It was late in the afternoon and quidditch practice had just ended. You were drenched in sweat, your bright red Gryffindor quidditch jersey barely shielding you from the cold now that your body was cooling down from the exercise.

You fished in your bag but loudly cursed when you realized you had forgotten to pack your sweater and jacket. Fred had asked you to do something for him right before practice, making you almost late and also making you forget half of the things you wanted to pack on one of the Burgundy common room chairs.

A shiver slipped passed your lips, eyes darting up to the gloomy pathway leading up back to the castle. A thin strip of paved stone slithering up through the grass, the polished stones shining as rain poured down its hill.

Great.

You swallowed, wondering how you were going to make it back to the castle without freezing to death. You watched as the one and only Harry Potter got out of the changing room--all cozily wrapped up in warm layers of clothes, a big Gryffindor scarf wrapped around his neck, and a knitted sweater poking from under his blue raincoat

You really wished that could be you right now.

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That was until your savior's voice broke you out of your spiraling thoughts like he always did.

Your name, so perfectly coming out of his lips, making butterflies flutter deep in the pit of your stomach. You tried to calm them down, try to make your heart beat calm before lifting your gaze to his. Eyes clashing with his grey ones. Like always, you felt the shivers tumble down your spine.

"Let me guess," he had a slight smile to his tone, the corner of his lips fighting to not form a teasing smirk, "you forgot your sweater?" The corner of his lips couldn't hold out the smirk any longer as your face fell in defeat.

"I think so," your eyes went back to the small window by the door, the pouring rain was threatening to turn to snow later in the evening. You bit your lip at the thought of walking through this storm in an already drenched quidditch jersey.

"What am I going to do with you?" He smiled, a bright smile that made you weak in the knees.

"I don't know Ced," you shrugged, brushing of the way his eyes never left you.

"Here," he didn't think twice before handing you his. "I know it's not Gryffindor but I'm sure it will at least keep you warm until you get back inside," all your thoughts froze in place, and for a second it felt as though it was only you and him in the small space between the changing rooms.

He was towering over you, arm reached towards you and his yellow sweater balled up in his hand. "Plus, it's too small for me now," he added, "It would look better on you, anyways," you had to look away to compose yourself from his words, an anxious breath leaving your lips.

Only if he knew how much you liked him.

You stared at the ball of yellow before gazing up to him, trying to make a decision. You were about to speak, maybe even accept his offer but you had to watch as his gaze flickered from you to someone passing behind. You painfully watched as his eyes softened and almost sparkled under the light.

Your shoulders slumped, bracing yourself for the worst of impacts; you already knew what you were going to see if you followed his eye line.

It was already as if he had taken your heart out of your chest and ripped it apart before your eyes.

You felt your head turn by itself, your heart dropping to your stomach when your suspicions were true. She walked there, right behind you in all her glory, Heather.

She flashed a bright smile towards Cedric, blatantly ignoring you before walking out the door, and into the raining lands of Hogwarts.

You watched the door for a good few seconds, the silence feeling heavy in your chest.

Heather was a Hufflepuff chaser, always first in class and always having something bright and positive to say.

What a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky

Of course, she had to be prettier than you. Long brown hair braided for Quidditch, and crystal blue eyes that seemed to glisten in the sun. You would have sworn on your life she was part Veela if you hadn't already been familiar with her parents.

She's got you mesmerized, while I die

"No it's alright, I'll be fine," you muttered, "but thanks, I appreciate it." You brought him back to reality. His grey eyes leveled back to you as you pushed his hand back towards him. "I'll freeze my way back to Hogwarts," you half-joked, standing up before he could even argue.

So, you walked back up to the castle, heart broken into a thousand pieces and shoulders shaking from the cold.

Every day you had to be reminded that he loved someone else.

It all started last June, right before the summer holiday. Professor Trelawny paired them up in divination and ever since he only had eyes for her.

She seemed so perfect; a good sense of humor like you, mixed with the brains and the looks. She was even on the quidditch team, again like you...

But he only saw you as a friend. His childhood best friend who was placed in a different house than him. His childhood best friend who got into way too much trouble with the Weasley twins. His childhood best friend who was doomed to watch him love someone else from the other corner of the room.

But your misery couldn't end there. Because you knew Cedric and you knew that even if he was a Hufflepuff, bravery was his most prominent trait. You knew that it wouldn't be long until he asked her out: he had already been debating the idea since September.

And every single second of it felt like a knife to your heart.

And, by the next week of December, you had to watch as they walked into the great hall--hand in hand.

Watch as she stands with you, holding your hand

Of course, she would have said yes. It was Cedric Diggory--the heart throb. Everyone liked him, everyone dreamed of him. He was kind, and brave and everything someone could ask for in a relationship. All of his golden traits mixed into one beautiful being.

Somehow you thought that being his childhood friend would have made you higher up the list. That he would notice your lingering eyes and the way you reacted when he was close.

But you like her better, wish I were Heather

She was wearing his Hufflepuff sweater, the one he had offered you a week earlier. Now you sort of wished you had accepted it, not even that--that he would have given you the sweater as a token of his love, not as only helping a friend.

You gave her your sweater

Of course, Cedric spotted you by the Weasley twins, and of course, he wanted to introduce you.

Oblivious to how he painfully twisted the knife inside the wound, he sat in front of you by George, and Heather gracefully took a seat at his side, delicately hooking her arm around his torso.

put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder

The lunch went on, and with every second you felt another piece of yourself crumble away. So much that by the end your mind had fully gone blank. Desperately trying to tune out the way he was holding her, stealing glances with her and everything you wished could happen with you.

She's got you mesmerized while I die

The worst part is that it was so painfully obvious to everyone else. Fred and George played eye tennis, reading each other's minds in an attempt to find ways to help you.

Fred who sat by your side ended up placing a hand on your knee in an attempt to comfort you. It somehow made you feel better, but you knew nothing could fix the Cedric-shaped hole in your heart apart from the man himself.

And after a painful half an hour, you decided you had enough, instead of holding in the pain, and pretending like everything was alright, you finally excused yourself, pretending you had finished your lunch early and mumbling something about extra homework to be done before class.

Your feet flew up to a little hidden corner of Hogwarts that to your knowledge only you and Cedric knew. It had become your hiding place, but he never seemed to come anymore. It was just you in this lonely corner of the world these past few months.

So you let the tears fall. Hot drops stained your cheeks and this time you couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't a random joke from the twins that could fix it. It wasn't his smile or something he would say that could cheer you up. It wasn't anything he could give you, because his heart was already taken. His heart had been partly given to someone else and in your lonely corner of the world, you wished you could have a piece. You wished that Heather hadn't taken all the pieces for herself.

Maybe it was selfish. But also how could you hate her? She had always been kind to you and even today she hadn't shown an ounce of jealousy towards your friendship.

But how could I hate her? She's such an angel

No one was to blame.

You had to live with your misery.

December turned into April and the pain in your chest had become nothing but a numb feeling.

The tears were frequent though. And it would always be the red-haired twins that would try to glue the pieces of your heart back with jokes. Bring the pieces back with soft laughter and dumb pranks, but it was never enough.

You hated the way this made you drift away from him.

His presence seemed to get further as she stole him piece by piece. She made him drift away from you like a deadly river that was so beautiful you wouldn't guess that stepping in it would drag you miles away, making you drown in the process.

Was that what she was doing? Making him drown in her presence as the tied of her river dragged him further and further from you?

"Hey Y/n/n," George broke your thoughts, snapping his fingers in front of your eyes.

"S- sorry-" you blinked again, your eyes falling to the work on your lap.

"I asked you what you knew about Disneyland," he pointed to the paper; Muggle studies.

"I've been there once," you replied, your tone slightly off as the thoughts of Cedric tried to grab your train of thoughts again.

"And?" George paused and watched you swallow as you blankly stared at a spot on the carpet. "Y/n/n," he sighed and shuffled closer to you--placing a hand on your shoulder to catch your attention again. "Cedric's a dumb dumb," he whispered. "He's dumb to have chosen her instead of you, and dumb to have abandoned you after they started dating."

You took a long breath in and out, looking back down to the homework on your lap.

George looked at the clock and clicked his tongue "Let's go to quidditch practice, it will cheer you up," he grinned and stood up, making you follow him.

Rain was pouring down the freshly cut lawn of the quidditch pitch, reminding you a bit of that December evening.

You leaned a bit against George as you walked, your eyes drifting to the opposite side of the pitch, wondering the house you were playing against today.

Of course, practice had to be against Hufflepuff...

To your surprise, Heather wasn't glued to Cedric as they walked out--and both of their gazes seemed to be lost elsewhere.

Did they fight?

Something in the back of your mind was asking. Cedric looked pretty mad, and it didn't take long for you to get confirmation when you watched him guide his team. Although he wasn't being mean, his tone was harsher and his patience short--making every yellow-wearing player feel uneasy.

From the other side of the pitch, Heather was pointing a deadly glance at you. The rain was already bringing you shivers, but her stare was even worst and it made you wonder what in the world happened.

You hadn't done anything. Hell, you hadn't even talked to Cedric in weeks.

You hadn't even noticed George had left your side and paired up with his twin again, excitedly whispering to each other.

"What's going on?" You questioned, their grins only expanding as they caught your eyes.

"I've got something to tell you," he sang along his words, bouncing on his feet.

"What's up?" You smiled with them, their grins contagious and spreading faster than any other disease.

"There's a rumor."

"A very interesting rumor," George chimed.

"Cedric and Heather had a fight."

"A fight?" They got your attention. "About what?"

"2 rumors: That she cheated on him with Jamie Lammerson,"

"they've been awfully close lately," George added.

"Second rumor is that she did it because he's been acting more distant lately," Fred continued.

"That's he's been acting distracted," George finished.

"Distracted? By what?"

The twins looked at each other like they knew the biggest part of the puzzle which you were apparently clueless off.

"You!"

"Me?" You shook your head. "Impossible," you laughed, a bittersweet laugh that felt sour on your tongue.

"Not as impossible as you think," they said in unison before making their way further the quidditch pitch, leaving you stranded with your own thoughts.

This time you hadn't made the mistake of forgetting your sweater, and Cedric noticed.

He noticed?

"I'm glad you brought your sweater today," he smirked. A smirk you hadn't been on the receiving side of in weeks.

What the heck was he doing talking to you? Shouldn't he be with Heather, laughing about a dumb joke she made?

You blinked, "y-yeah."

Him, on the other hand, he had completely forgotten his. He was soaked with rain, wet hair that fell to his forehead making water drops drip onto his shoulders.

"But you forgot yours," you noticed.

"I did," he scrunched up his face and twisted a part of his shirt to drench the water in a poor attempt to dry it.

Somehow it wasn't awkward. Even if he had spent weeks without talking to you, your friendship didn't seem to have taken any impact.

Your smile lingered and you noticed that his stare did too.

Weird.

Were the twins right?

Right until Heather stepped out of the changing room. Her wet hair tied in a bun, she was all wrapped in dry clothes, fixing something about her bracelet by the changing room entrance.

Cedric noticed her, and suddenly, the glim in his eyes died down, making you frown.

He cleared his throat--giving you a stiff nod before following her out and back up to the castle. You heard his words echo from a distance--something about needing to talk about their fight.

It made you frown even more.

But you couldn't dwell on that too long, you were on broom cleaning duty.

The rain had made your job easier. It had partially removed all the dirt from the collections of nimbus and cheap school brooms. You didn't mind the work and the thundering rain made relaxing music as you meticulously scrubbed every last one of them.

You dusted your hands and admired the clean brooms aligned on the floor of the big shed, awaiting polish and all the other products to make them stay pretty and shiny.

You opened the closet and frowned when you saw that the polish was empty, realizing you would have to go to the other side of the field to the second storage unit; the one with old broken brooms and extra products.

You grabbed your raincoat, securing the hood before darting across the pitch and slipping in between the tall bleachers, walking along the field downhill towards the crooked storage shed, half hidden in between the overgrown trees and bushes.

"Wait- we have to stop-" You heard mumbling from the inside, freezing as you realized people were in there. Great. You had forgotten this was a famous make-out spot.

"What do you mean stop? Is this about Cedric? Aren't you two practically broken up?" You gulped as you heard the name, your heartbeat quickening.

Maybe you heard the name wrong, or it was another Cedric?

But the female voice that spoke again felt way too familiar.

"Well, I think we sort of made up?" You balled up your fist. So it was true, Heather was cheating on Cedric--with who you expected to be nonother than Jamie.

Cedric wore his heart on his sleeve while she was doing all this behind his back...

"You made up!?" Jamie's voice became a bit angrier. "Heather, I thought you were ending this? I thought you said he became interested in what's her name again?"

Was he talking about you? You munched at your lip in anxiety as the conversation went on.

The rain was still harshly falling against your raincoat, but you were frozen in place. It felt impossible to move with what you were overhearing.

"Yeah, Y/n. She's one of the Gryffindor chasers. The one who broke your nose last game, remember?"

"Oh, her. Aren't they like best friends of something?"

"Kind of..." She mumbled--she seemed angry.

Jamie laughed at her reaction. "She's definitely a threat. I thought they were together before the two of you were a thing."

What you didn't see was Heather shooting daggers at him with her stare.

"Will you shut up?" She sounded mean, nothing like the facade she wore every day.

"Why? You dragged me here remember?" Jamie bickered back and you could sense tension in their words, this felt like your cue to leave.

The brooms would be fine without polish.

You turned back, making your way back up the small field leading up to the pitch. Walking through the bleachers again and back inside the shed.

What the fuck?

The next day, that overheard conversation was eating you whole.

You were walking in the middle of the hallway as you headed to your next class, Fred and George on either side of you like usual. You were drifting off into thoughts again, running images of how you were going to tell Cedric, or how you were going to attempt to make this situation stop.

He was your best friend, and he didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve her.

"Hey!" A voice came from behind you, making you jump as you felt two hands on your shoulders. You all turned around to meet a bright-eyed Cedric.

He looked all happy and giddy and it made you raise an eyebrow.

"Can I steal Y/n for a second?" He looked at each of the twins.

"Ask her," they both pointed to you.

"Yeah," You nodded, not being able to help the small smile that bloomed on your lips at the sight of him. "What's up?"

"I wanted to talk to you." He looked behind your shoulder to make sure the twins had continued their way and weren't eavesdropping like they famously did. "Somewhere quieter," he smiled and you almost thought he was blushing.

"Sure."

You followed him down to your secret place. Your hidden corner of the world where you had spent the last few months coming alone.

It felt weird seeing him there again, especially with you.

"I wanted to apologize." He awkwardly stood in front of you, scanning your features for a reaction.

"Apologize?" Your scrunched your eyebrows. "For what?"

"For how distant I've been lately..." He went back and forth on his heels and looked down to the floor. "For the way I've been ignoring you-"

"Cedric, it's ok."

"No, it's not. It's not because you didn't deserve this. I've been an awful friend lately and it's been because of-" He didn't want to stay it. He didn't want to voice the name of the person whom he knew had caused you and him all this pain.

He might have been oblivious for a long time, but now he knew.

And he wasn't going to take this opportunity for granted.

"Because of her"

"You can't blame her, it's normal, she's your girlfriend-"

"Was," he corrected you. "She was"

You blinked, your breath catching in the back of your throat as the words registered.

"What?"

"We broke up," you looked to the side as you tried to process the information.

Was that why he was acting all happy when he asked you to follow him here in the first place?

"But I thought?"

He shook his head.

"I told her it was over yesterday. We got into another fight because she complained about the fact that I was talking to you after practice," he took a step closer to you, "but she also made me realize that it wasn't her I liked," he looked down to his feet, and you could feel your heart leaping in your chest.

"I've heard things... about um- the way you might feel too. But- if it's not true, I'm not going to ask you to feel the same-" He sighed through his nose and suddenly your whole world lit up again. "But I want you to know."

"I'minlovewithyou" you muttered, barely audible.

He heard it. His whole being lighting on fire as the words climbed up to his mind.

But he wanted to hear you say it again.

"What did you say?" He muttered, reaching to cup your cheek as he took a step closer to you, chests touching.

"I'm in love with you," you said again, loud and clear for him to hear.

Cedric didn't think twice before leaning down, breath mingling together as he whispered.

"I'm in love with you too," he smile before closing the gap between your lips faster than you could say Quidditch.

You thought you were going to explode, your body as his hand found itself on your waist.

You were kissing Cedric.

You were kissing your childhood best friend.

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thisismeracing · 10 months

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Mick + shopping + fluff 🤍

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Shopping | MS47

⸺ the one where you go shopping together. ✓ no warnings.

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Yn makes a U-turn going straight into the lingerie store.

"Babe, I'm shopping for lingeries now, you can...I dunno, go see some shoes or eat something while I dive in here. You can leave all these bags with me too. Are you sure they aren't too heavy?" She blurted, looking at all the shopping bags Mick was carrying.

Earlier that day when she was getting ready to go out and he was lying in bed, Mick asked where she was going and if he could tag along. And when Yn told him she needed some new clothes and shoes, she thought he would dismiss her and choose something fun to do by himself, but he got up and started getting dressed to go with her. Granted, he wasn't having the best time of his life, but he was sure having fun. Being around Yn was enough for him, and plus he got himself some new shirts and pants too.

And of course, Mick is a gentleman, so he was carrying all her bags and following her around like a lost -but happy- puppy. Yn would try every piece and parade them for Mick who would give his honest opinion and even clap and whistle sometimes. They were having fun together, doing something that Yn never thought would be fun for a male partner -that considering all her's and her friends' experiences. However, Mick was different. Mick showed her how love could be. He gave her all his patience, love, affection, and attention. He was honest, and he would make a point of spending time together whenever they could. And now, he wanted to lingerie shop with her.

"I'm coming. Can I come?" he asked, eyebrows creasing in confusion as to why she was being quick to instruct him to leave.

"Yeah- do you really wanna tag along? Aren't you tired of running around the mall?"

Mick chuckled, "Yn, I'm an athlete. Do you really think walking for a bit will take all my energy away?" he questioned and when she opened her mouth he added, "Don't even mention the bags, they lightweight for me."

"Oh- ok, then," she couldn't help but grin, and grab his arm entering the store.

Not only did he watch her, but he helped Yn find her size when she liked on display, he did all the whistling and clapping too, though he had to charm the saleswoman with an autograph so she would let him into the fitting room with Yn. And though Mick saw everything, helped her choose, and paid for it without her noticing -something he had been doing all day-, he still asked for a private show at home just to hype her up.

― ⋆🪩 VOICEMAIL: Mick will go shopping with you and not only will he like it, but he'll end up getting stuff for him too. change my mind lol I hope you guys like it! Don't forget to reblog and leave me a comment *mwah*

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Bubba "Leatherface" Sawyer - NSFW Alphabet

Nobody requested this. Still, consider this my Christmas gift to other Bubba lovers out there! Obviously, Warning for NSFW content. Enjoy the read!🌻💋🌼

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex):

Aftercare is an integral part of sex for him, there is a before (foreplay), a during (the sex itself) and an after (aftercare). Basically, you have one huge cuddle bug in your arms. The snuggle session is MANDATORY. Bubba would immediately seek the warmth of your skin against his own. Do not even try to escape his hugs (and why would you?), you're trapped here until further notice. He needs comfort and reassurance after making love, especially if it was particularly intense, so cuddle that boy, kiss him all over, tell him he did a great job and that you're happy. He will be in heaven, mumbling about how much he loves you, how good you feel and how pretty you are. What happens after the mandatory cuddle session depends on his energy level. If he's exhausted, he will fall asleep like a rock. If not, a snack might be in order !

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Bubba loves his faces (yes, they absolutely count, they're a part of him!). His masks greatly help him to communicate how he feels and the way he wants to be perceived in the moment. I feel like this would also be the case in bed! Sometimes he wants to feel pretty and be sensual, so he puts on a feminine, elegant face. Sometimes he wants to be rough, so he wears a more masculine, tougher looking face. He loves his many faces, he has one for each of his moods, it's everything he needs to better express himself.

When it comes to his partner, I feel like Bubba has a thing for legs, specifically thighs (come on, we've all seen that one scene in TCM 2). He loves to caress them, grab them, squeeze them, you name it. Other than that, he would probably be completely enthralled by his partner's face and hair (we've also seen the way he pets Sally's hair in the original movie). As we know, Bubba has a fixation on those things, so it's only logical to me that he would be overwhelmingly enamored with the face of the person he's in love with. Bubba is utterly fascinated when his S/O's face contorts with pleasure.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person):

Makes lots of it, so wherever he ends up finishing, there's gonna be some cleaning up to do. Whether it's inside or outside, he really wouldn't mind helping you clean up with his tongue if you ask him ;)

I feel like Bubba wouldn't really care where his cum ends up. He would simply do what feels good, and to him, that would be cumming while buried deep inside of you. It feels more intimate that way. If you ask him to finish outside though, he wouldn't complain. Your skin does look awfully pretty while smeared with his cum. Don't forget to remind him to pull out when he's close though, he does tend to forget in the heat of the moment!

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

Secretly really wants to wear pretty lingerie, but unfortunately never found any that could fit him so far. Bubba is really fascinated by delicate, feminine things, and sometimes he wants to feel pretty and delicate! He always wants to look his best after all, so some beautiful lingerie would really help him boost his confidence. So far though, no luck. He has secretly tried on a couple of things found in some victims' luggage, but they were too small :(

Other than that, considering where he lives and the time period, something else that could be considered a "dirty secret" of his is that he enjoys being pegged by you (or just being penetrated, depending what's between your legs). He, however, probably wouldn't even consider this a taboo, it wouldn't even cross his mind, due to his isolation. All he knows is that it feels really good, so surely there's nothing wrong with doing it right? He loves the feeling of you fucking him, he feels so full and his brain gets all foggy from pure ecstasy.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?):

This big boy is one (1) whole virgin with practically no experience whatsoever. He knows how to pleasure himself, he has seen farm animals reproduce, he feels sort of funny when he finds a dinner gest attractive and he might have thrown glances at a couple dirty magazines here and there, but it stops there. If you're inexperienced as well, you guys will learn together. You would both be clumsy, it will be a little awkward sometimes, but also very cute and fun! Learning about sex together would really strengthen the bond between you two, it's an extremely intimate moment to share, after all. You and him would eventually get the hang of it through time, trials and errors. The end result is that both of you end up knowing exactly what feels the best for each other. If you're more experienced than him during his first time, then prepare yourself because you're gonna have to teach him EVERYTHING. It's not a bad thing though, he's very cooperative and enthusiastic as long as what you're doing feels good. He likes to follow directions. Directions are safe, they're comforting, there's no pressure or uncertainty when he just does what he's told. Overall, at first, Bubba does not know what he's doing, but he's definitely very eager to learn! And the pleasure sex brings you both is one huge motivator for him to learn quickly!

F = Favourite position (This goes without saying. will probably include a visual):

Any position where he can see your face and easily touch you all over. He's very handsy, his hands are always wandering your body. Cowgirl would probably be one of his favorites. He gets to admire you the whole time, and his hands are free to explore your legs, your hips, your stomach, your chest, your face... I feel like he would also really like missionary, but this time it's because he gets to be really close your face and admire the way it flushes, the way it twists and the way your lips part when you moan. That way, he also gets to kiss you as much as he wants while making love to you. He also likes the fact he can bury his face in the crook of your neck when he's close, when you wrap your legs and your arms around him, he feels entirely enveloped by bliss, by you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc):

It starts off playful, with definitely some bashful giggles and hushed laughter but the more riled up he gets, the more serious it becomes. Gentle yet eager little kisses turn into him hungrily shoving his tongue in your mouth. Hands that caressed your skin and playfully left goosebumps on their way soon desperately hold onto you for dear life, perhaps hard enough to leave some bruises. Bubba likes to be goofy with you, it's fun and harmless, and it's even more fun when it happens in the bedroom. Sometimes there's a funny movement, a funny noise, and he's quick to giggle at that sort of stuff if you follow along. However, when the pleasure builds up, he easily becomes lost in the whole thing and focuses his entire attention on chasing your mutual pleasure. Bubba is a surprisinly passionate lover.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc):

HAIRY man. He's not dirty by any means, but by lord is he hairy. From his chest down to his happy trail, to his fuzzy arms and legs (hairy butt too)... He also rocks an untamed bush between his legs which matches the dark curls on his head... So yes, the carpet does match the drapes in that sense. If you're not a fan of that... Well, good luck trying to make Bubba shave. He would do it if you asked him to, but it would take hours and everything would probably regrow in a day or two. And he'd feel so itchy too. Not worth it. Plus, why would you wanna shave this beautiful bear of a man? He's much cuddlier that way! Embrace the fuzz, Y/N.

I = Intimate (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect):

At first, Bubba is shy and a little unsure of what to do. He really wants to be intimate with his partner, but he's not sure what's appropriate or not and he's afraid he's going to be berated if he does something wrong. Plus, he does have lots of insecurities about himself, and especially his ability to make you happy. You can clearly see he really wants to be intimate, but he doesn't really know if he's allowed to express that. Thankfully, with lots of reassurance, praise and encouragement, he comes out of his shell and feels more secure showing how much he loves you. At this point, expect lots of kissing, hugging, hand holding and sweet loving gibberish from him. He's not suave by any means, but he's just so genuine in his efforts to express how in love he is with you. He's even cried a few times during particularly passionate lovemaking, the emotions of it all overwhelm him. A big sweetheart overall <3

J = Jacking Off (Masturbation headcanon):

Used to do it regularly before you both became a couple. He's been told he shouldn't do it before, but the urges often overcome the guilt. No one wants to do chores with an awkward boner that refuses to go away. He feels a little guilty about doing something he's not supposed to do, but not masturbating at all prevents him from properly focusing on his daily tasks. Plus, if no one finds out about it, he's not gonna be in trouble right? And it just feels too good not to do at least occasionally. When you two become sexually active, his masturbation habits almost completely stop since you're now there to take care of him. He still does it once in a while if you're really busy or away, but he thinks it's nowhere near as satisfying as when he has sex with you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks):

Please praise this man! Tell him he's doing a good job, tell him he's beautiful, tell him he's sexy, tell him you love him! He will be in heaven. Bubba has one huge praise kink, I think we can all agree on that. Every time you call him a good boy he loses his damn mind, it definitely gets him going. Careful though, if you're not careful your praise might make him cum a little early. He can't help it, it completely riles him up. Also, if you start praising him while tugging on his hair, you're gonna send this man into oblivion with how good you're making him feel, he will moan so loudly. Unpopular opinion here, but I personally don't think Bubba would have a breeding kink. Don't get me wrong, he would find his pregnant S/O extremely sexy (if you can get pregnant that is), but during the moment, I just don't see him with this kind of kink. The idea of parenthood overwhelms and scares him. He's the youngest sibling after all, he has zero experience with children. If you want kids, Bubba will eventually really like the idea of being a parent with enough reassurance and guidance, but that doesn't mean he would have a breeding kink in my opinion.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do):

He prefers to do it in places where he feels safe and has no risk of being interrupted. He's certainly not opposed to quickies in more risqué places, like the kitchen or the living room, but if he had to chose, he would do it either in his bedroom where his overbearing family is less likely to bother him. It's also much more cozy and comfy in here, the bed's right there for you to comfortably cuddle during the afterglow. The old barn near the house is also a great option. This is where the generator is, and its noise can covers most of the lewd sounds coming from you both (most likely his mainly). Here, you guys can enjoy some literal rolls in the hay and be as loud as you wish.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going):

It's not very hard to turn Bubba on, not hard at all in fact. And it's even less difficult to get him going during the act. Wanna know the one trick that works every time? Simply call him a good boy. It's that simple. Maybe put your hands on his arms, his shoulders, his chest or his face, talk in a sweet voice and call him your good boy, he'll be one blushing flustered mess in an instant. Other than that, a lot of things about you can turn him on if his gaze (and mind) lingers on for too long : The sway of your hips, the sweat on your neck and collarbones, your eyes on him, your skin on his... Just... Everything about you is a potential turn on. You make him feel so hot and bothered, he doesn't know what to do with himself.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Bubba would NOT like humiliation, at all. His self esteem is already so fragile, his heart will shatter if you start insulting him while he's being so vulnerable to you. He probably wouldn't really understand the concept of humiliation in the bedroom and think he genuinely did something wrong. Also, no pain. Period. Some light pain is more than okay to some degree when things get rougher of course, like biting, hair pulling and scratching. However, anything beyond that is a HUGE no and a massive turn off. On one side he would hate having to hurt you. You're not meat, and you didn't do anything wrong, you're not supposed to get hurt! On the other side, if you wanted to inflict pain on him, he would genuinely get scared. He would immediately associate the pain with Drayton's beatings and that would NOT be fun AT ALL for him. PLEASE don't hurt this poor man, you're going to traumatize him. I also have a feeling Bubba wouldn't really be into bondage. His mind heavily associates the concept of being tied up with victims and dinner guests. If you want to be tied up, or want to tie him up, he would probably feel pretty uncomfortable with the whole thing. It creates rather confusing and uncomfy images in his brain. After all, you're not meat, he's not meat either, and he doesn't want either of you to be treated like meat.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc):

Bubba has an oral fixation, and is eager to please, he could spend hours buried between your legs. He absolutely loves the taste of you, and he adores the feeling of your thighs squeezing the sides of his face even more. For starters, going down on you gets you all nice and ready for his thick cock, but he also just can't get enough of your taste on his tongue. What he first lacks in skill he makes up for with sheer, unstoppable enthusiasm. After his first taste, he can't get enough of it and will eagerly lick, suck, nibble and lap at you. Don't be afraid to tug on his hair, either his mask's or his own, he will love it. Oh and, do this man a favor and sit on his face. Please and thank you. He's able to cum just from that alone. If you're someone who has periods, don't think that will deter him from going down on you. For christ's sake the man is a literal cannibal. If anything this would only make you taste even better down there in his opinion.

When he's the one receiving oral, he can never last very long. It just feels too good. The sight of your lips around his length and your tongue caressing his most sensitive parts is too much for him to handle, he cums really fast each time. He will get overwhelmed, grab your head and start bucking into your mouth while his orgasm overtakes him. He might last longer with his eyes closed, but he'd much rather look at you going down on him. You look so beautiful like this and he can't believe someone is doing that to him.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc):

It entirely depends on his mood. Sometimes he's slow and sweet, other times you need to brace yourself because he fucks you like his life depends on it. On the days he wants to go slow, he takes his sweet time exploring your body, and lets you explore his. He spends some time just kissing you whilst holding you against him, savoring the blissful sensations while they last. Some days though, when he's all pent up, particularly horny or when he needs to let some frustrations loose, he will get rough with you. Bubba is possessive after all, you are his just as much as he's yours, and he wants you to know that. He leaves a trail of bite marks and hickeys from your neck to your chest and bruises your hips with his powerful hands, marking you.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc):

Although he is more into proper sex, Bubba certainly wouldn't turn down an offer for a quickie. He's in the middle of a chore but can't focus because he's horny? Quickie. It's about to be time for dinner but you still have five minutes to spare? Quickie. He's been busy all day and you desperately miss him but don't want to interrupt him for too long? You name it, quickie. He still requires some snuggles after the fact, so you'll have one clingy giant glued to you for a little while even after a quickie.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc):

Bubba would be willing to try almost anything at least once once, he trusts you and wants to please you. He's also often intrigued by what you're offering to try, wondering how it's going to feel. The only exceptions are what I listed earlier, the humiliation and the pain. He would maybe heasitantly try bondage once if you ask him, not be into it and decide he doesn't want to do it again. Bubba would also try to minimize the risk of getting caught as much as possible. The idea of getting caught by his family (or worse, a victim) during such an intimate moment absolutely mortifies him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...):

He doesn't last long at the beginning but quickly recovers and is more than willing to go for several rounds of bliss. Eventually, with enough time and practice (and when he learns that delaying the orgasm can also be more fun and pleasurable), he lasts longer. Even if he happens to not last long enough for you to reach your own climax, he will happily help you get off another way instead, either using his hands, his mouth, or anything else that's available. Just gently ask him what you would like him to do and he will gladly comply.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?):

Bubba has never owned any sex toys and has probably never seen one before. It wouldn't be surprising to me if he's never even heard of them before. Once he mentally recovers from learning about their existence ("Wait... There are toys meant for sex?? WHAT.") he would be very intrigued by them. Toys are fun, sex is fun, so the two combined sounds like a match made in heaven truly! Before anything happens though (and if you don't already own one), you need to somehow find a sex toy without his nosy family finding out (god help us if Nubbins gets his bony hands on it and incorporates it in his next art project... Cue Drayton shitting a brick at the sight). Once you've managed to secretly aquire one though, the fun can begin. Whatever kind of toy it is, Bubba would be eager to try it, both on you and himself. If the toy in question is a strap-on dildo, Bubba would actually start to drool the first time you wear it in front of him.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease):

Poor boy doesn't really get the whole teasing thing, it feels like a punishment to him if anything, and he's not a fan. He's prone to get frustrated if you torture him long enough, he will eventually take matters into his own hands. He's also not really one to tease, at least not on his own accord. He would do it if you asked him to, but he probably wouldn't be able to tease you for very long. Watching you squirm and beg is sexy, but watching you cum is much sexier in his opinion.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds they make):

Oh lord, Bubba is LOUD. He's a very vocal person just in general, even if his speech isn't proper words, and that doesn't stop in the bedroom (on the contrary). It's a non stop stream of unintelligible but clearly affectionate, loving gibberish. Bubba will constantly blabber about how pretty you look and how good you make him feel. And it's not just words, expect to hear lots of moaning, whining, whimpering, squealing, grunting and panting. The closer he gets, the louder he is, and the higher his pitch gets. He doesn't control his volume well, so when his family is home, you're either gonna have to get frisky in the barn where the noisy generator overpowers the sounds, or you're gonna have to find a way to muffle his moans if you don't wanna get in trouble.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice):

Bubba loves having his hair pulled. He doesn't really understand why, it's not something he would have ever imagined can feel good, but he just does. You guys probably discovered that completely by accident. Bonus points if you did during a completely non sexy scenario. Like, imagine you're roughhousing with him, Bubba is winning (unsurprisingly) so you decide to pull a mean trick to regain the upper hand. Mischievously, you slip a hand behind his head, right under his mask to then YANK on his hair... And Bubba lets out the loudest fucking moan whilst unexpectedly getting hard as a rock in record time, taking both you and himself by surprise. The room is dead silent, Bubba is mortified, and you are taking a mental note of this discovery for later use.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words):

I think most of this fandom agrees that Bubba is of average length, but very thick in girth. I absolutely agree with that. Bubba is thick, uncircumcised, and very very sensitive down there. Has a vein on the underside of his cock, which makes Bubba moan loudly when you run your tongue alongside it. A grower, not a shower. He's plenty enough to satisfy you.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?):

Bubba is one horny, horny boy. He's young, healthy (as healthy as one can be in this kind of household at least) and clearly has a lot of energy to spare. His sex drive is through the goddamn roof. He is very touch starved and pent up since he's had no experience with sex, let alone love as a whole since puberty hit. Whatever you give him, he will enthusiastically take it. He might be shy at first, but from the moment you've unleashed his desires, he almost always wants you. You might have not so accidentally created a sex monster, good luck.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

It depends on the time of the day. If you're fooling around in the morning or afternoon, Bubba will still have the energy to continue the day like normal (or go for another round). If it's in the evening after a long list of chores has been completed, Bubba can fall asleep minutes after finishing. He will make an effort to not pass out long enough to make sure you're satisfied too, but after that, he's out. He will grab you, hold you close to him, and you're not going anywhere. Make sure he doesn't fall asleep on his back, he snores. Loudly. And good luck trying to move him on his side by yourself, he's a heavy sleeper (both figuratively and literally). He will quickly drift off to sleep while lovingly petting your hair and mumbling praises to you.

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