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6urin · 1 year

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HIGH SCHOOL CRUSH! (≧◡≦)

Or in other words, reuniting with your first high school crush, Scaramouche, and ending up in his bed.

contains: f!afab!reader x scara, pussyjob, blowjob, fingering, praise, drunk sex, creampie

(* ^ ω ^) : minor writing smut !!

Scaramouche is commonly known as a nobody in college. People rarely acknowledge his presence because of his, "quick to be pissed off" personality. This has caused many to stay out of his way, except for Childe. He's your average jock, always throwing the hugest parties and pulling the finest women on campus.

These two are quite the polar opposites and because of it, the kind-hearted ginger is always trying to introduce Scaramouche to new opportunities.

"You know, you're super hot, Scara. I'm sure if you tried, all of the girls would be head over heels for you." Childe's words are slightly incoherent at some parts as he brushes his teeth, shamelessly standing in Scaramouche's room, dripping wet with nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips.

Scaramouche doesn't look up from his phone from where he's sitting on his bed and mumbles, "I'm not a people pleaser like you, Childe." Childe frowns and states, "We could be the campus' power duo if you flaunted your ego more." He sighs before walking back to the washroom to spit in the sink and rinse out his mouth.

At that, Scaramouche fixes his back's posture from the slouching position. "What the hell is he on about," he thinks to himself, furrowing his brows together. It's true, that he has a big ego. But isn't that the reason why no one approaches him?

"It's because you're showing it off it in the wrong way," Childe says, as if reading his roommate's mind. This time, he enters the room with a white t-shirt and whale designed pajama shorts, ruffling a towel in his wet, orange hair while remaining eye contact.

Scaramouche scoffs and leans back into his bed, "And you're suddenly capable of giving me advice, why?" Childe waves it off with an eyeroll, "I'm just saying. You know, your ego is in the wrong place. It shouldn't be in your status, but rather your looks. Like I said, you're flaming hot!"

The cerulean haired male grimaces, "Your word choice is a little problematic, Childe." He removes one earphone from his ear in order to have a proper conversation.

Childe grins, "You need to take more pride in your appearance. You have a tongue piercing and multiple ear piercings; Do you know how many girls would die for a man like that?" He sits on the bed with Scaramouche, bouncing the mattress. "I'm hosting another party here tonight," Childe says, nudging at Scaramouche's arm.

"Aaand, instead of being locked up in your room, I'll try and hook you up with some girls." At his sudden offer, Scaramouche groans. "No. I'm not going to go through all of this just to boost my ego. I already have enough of my confidence as it is-"

Childe disrupts his sentence with a wail, "I'll even help you choose clothes! Just please, please, please?" He clasps his hands together and juts out his bottom lip. Scaramouche narrows his eyes in frustration. He scowls, "Fine! But if it gets boring, I'm going back to my room."

That's what led Scaramouche here, awkwardly standing while occupying himself with sipping on a red plastic cup filled to the brim with beer. Don't take this wrong, Childe did try, but he didn't try hard enough, since the second a pretty girl caught his eye, he immediately left Scaramouche to fend for himself in the middle of this ear-deafening party.

He swore, he could go blind from how bright and colorful the flashing lights were. Scaramouche just itched to go to his room, but he wanted to wait a little bit longer on Childe to return. His friend's return never happened. And so, losing a purpose to stay here any longer, he turns on his heel, bound to go back to his room.

However, someone by the entrance of the bedroom manages to get his attention. If it wasn't the one and only (Name). You're known as the campus princess with your charm and that damn fine appearance. God, who knows how many guys have managed to get in bed with you?

Scaramouche would be a little embarrassed to admit that yes, he has a crush on you. The only difference is, he's known you since high school, so it's not as weird as the other guys have it. The two of you were partnered up for the three legged race and even though you guys lost, you admitted that you had fun with him.

After that, you and him became fairly close, but just sort of drifted away when transitioning into college.

Ah, maybe this is his chance! He can finally make Childe proud with this...

"Hey, (Name). I didn't expect to see you here." Scaramouche rubs his neck, seemingly a little bit flustered. Where's that ego of his now? You look at him in surprise and smile, "Hi, Scara. We haven't been able to talk much, huh?" You glance down at your own cup of beer, moving it in a circular motion to watch the liquid swish.

Scaramouche fumbles with his words, "Right, um, how are you finding college?" He gives you a profound gaze. He realizes that you find it hard to keep eye contact, for some reason. "It's okay! Surely a lot more different from high school," you say, laughing.

Scaramouche doesn't mean to look, but it's hard to focus on your words when that shirt hugs your curves so perfectly and that skirt exposes so much of your thighs.

"Have you... gotten a girlfriend?"

Your inquiry catches him off guard. Scaramouche pauses before chuckling, "Ah, no. I've been more occupied with my studies rather than my love life," He deadpans at the sight of Childe making out with a random girl on the couch. "Unlike some people." The last part of his sentence makes you giggle, "I can see Childe's still the same."

Scaramouche hesitates before asking, "What about you? You got a boyfriend? With how much the campus talks about you-" You shake your head, "Mm-mm. No boyfriend." You tuck a few loose strands of hair behind your ear and sheepishly say, "I don't like any of them, 'cept for one."

Scaramouche's interest is suddenly piqued. "Is that so? Who is he?" He knows it's a little brazen of him to ask like that, but the curiosity was gnawing away at him.

You take a sip from your cup and shrug, "Someone. I don't know if he likes me, so he's better off as a secret just in case I end up changing my mind." Scaramouche clicks his tongue inside his mouth. You're so obvious to him, it's adorable, really.

This is the most appropriate time to put that ego of his to use. He knows it's a big step and a rather huge assumption but at this point, he's confident about it.

"It's me, isn't it?" He does nothing but chuckle at your reddening complexion. Scaramouche tilts your chin upwards and smiles. "Drink the rest of that and you'll be fine with me." He nods his head towards the cup in your hold and your hands go clammy.

You do as he says and he does the same with his own drink. Scaramouche tosses the cups aside and pulls you into his bedroom.

You feel all of your senses overwhelm you the second he closes the door and has you against the wall, one of his arms securing your waist and his other hand holding your neck. He kisses you, slowly and passionately. You feel his teeth bite down into your bottom lip, emitting a soft gasp from you.

The more you two get into the kiss, the more you feel comfortable with finally putting your arms around his neck, grinding yourself against his body.

His room smells entirely of him and his scent is absolutely intoxicating. You still remember touching yourself back in your bedroom during your high school phase, thinking of Scaramouche's lithe fingers stretching you out instead of your own.

"Mmh, hah-" Your tongue barely manages to keep up with his, Scaramouche dominating the situation with how amazing his ability to kiss was. His tongue piercing constantly pokes at your tongue and you shiver at the feeling.

"You're so..." Scaramouche's breathy voice trails off as he flips up your skirt, pressing two fingertips against your clothed clit. You whimper from the action and the fabric dampens even more than before. Scaramouche slyly looks at you and removes his fingers. You dryly gulp in anticipation as he places you on his bed.

"So pretty," he breathes out, lips hovering over yours. You're thirsting for another kiss, but he simply hushes you and puts his fingers inside of your mouth. You diligently suck on them, eyes half-lidded and pupils heart shaped. Scaramouche mutters, "Just imagine if all of the guys you rejected could see you whoring yourself out for a simple no one..."

With his digits now covered in the slick of your mouth, he pulls your panties aside and thrusts three inside. During that whole moment, he never looked away from you. You loudly moan, the music and the chatter from outside surely drowning out your lewd noises. Scaramouche licks his lips and goes faster, your cunt clamping down on his fingers.

He lowly laughs, "Good girl, aren't you? Yeah, I'm sure you are." Your view goes hazy as you pant, "S-Scara...!" He curls his fingers, causing you to reach your high more earlier than expected of both you and him. Your white substances cover his hand and he sucks and licks at it, making sure to finish every single drop.

The next thing you know, you're getting pounded from the back with his cock driving into your dripping wet pussy. Your head rests on the pillow, drool wettening the case as you let out mewls and whines. "You're s-so big, Scara! Mngh, mmh!" Your manicured nails dig into the sheets, pussy tightening as Scaramouche moans.

"Yeah, baby doll? Gotta fuck you 'til the break of day." He rubs your clit at a fast pace, drawing you nearer to your high. "Ahn! Scara, mm, I'm gonna' cum!" You whimper out, "Fuck! Mmh!" With one more harsh thrust, the blunt head of his cock plunging straight onto your cervix, you splatter cum all over his pelvis.

Scaramouche's mouth falls agape at the sight of you squirting and he instantly shoots thick, white ropes of seed into your womb. He gives a few shallow thrusts before starting up his previous pace once more. Sounds of soft slapping fills the room along with your heavenly moans and squeals.

At some point, he orders you to turn on your back. You obey and his cock stiffens at your appearance. Your gorgeous lipstick now smudged, clothes all crumpled, tears peeking at your eyes and your cunt...

He watches his sperm leak and pump out of your glistening folds, tucking his bottom lip beneath his teeth at the sinful sight. You rub your thighs together and murmur, "Scara, this is so embarrassing..." Scaramouche gets on top of you and places an open mouthed kiss on your lips, which you reciprocate.

"Embarrassing? No, baby, you're so pretty," he sighs, readying his tip at your leaking hole once more. Sinking inside you, he starts plummeting more vigorously than before, as he gets more turned on when seeing your expressions. You attempt to cover your mouth with the back of your hand to lessen your humiliation, but he manages to put it aside and lean down to kiss your neck.

You re-adjust your legs around his waist, whining as he bites at the sensitive skin of your collarbone, placing numerous hickeys and love bites. It adds to the vulgar pleasure and you realize, you would've never imagined getting fucked raw by your high school crush.

The slippery walls of your cunt start to spasm and you arch your back, crying out, "Scara! Oh, m-hah!" Scaramouche moans and murmurs profanities when your cunt clenches so tight, making him meet his own climax. He pulls out his cock, watching his cum overflow from your pussy.

Scaramouche cups the side of your face and slots his lips into yours. Your cheeks go into a tinted pink when you carefully let your fingers run through his hair. Strands of cerulean frame his pretty face and you feel as though you just got creampied by the most attractive and kindest guy on campus.

And he ends up staying true to his promise, fucking you until daybreak.

You buck your hips forward as he sloppily eats out your cunt. His nose continues to bump onto your clit and you furrow your eyebrows, moaning. His tongue is simply a work of art, the pink muscle entirely inside of you, making you feel the most amazing pleasures ever.

You say multiple praises to him mixed with your own whimpers of his name, your hands messing up his hair with how much you've been holding onto it. It's around twelve in the morning, but the party hasn't settled down at all. You're surprised no one has left yet at this time, though it's expected since exam season ended.

His head is beneath your skirt, though he could care less. All he knows is that he's eating out his first love and each sound that left your throat is simply music to his ears. Scaramouche sucks and licks through your folds, desperately moaning for more than just one taste.

He didn't want this night to end.

The following morning, Childe is completely disoriented and hungover. The only thing that brought him back to his senses was the scene of a girl sucking on his roommate's cock.

"A-Ah... that's it, (Name)..."

The ginger swore he was hearing things. Childe blinks a few times and rubs his eyes before slapping himself in the face. He sits up from the couch and yawns. "Shit, my head. Scaramouche!" He shouts out once more, "Scara, can you make me some of your hangover soup!?"

Noticing the door to Scaramouche's room is slightly open, he pushes it without hesitating. It's just another average Sunday, right?

Childe's eyes widen as he tries taking everything in altogether. There, kneeling on the floor in between his roommate's legs as Scaramouche is sitting on his bed with a hand gripping your hair, is none other than you, of course.

You whine around his dick and lower your head to welcome more of his length into your throat, the vibrations emitting a groan from Scaramouche. Scaramouche's lips are agape as he mutters, "Good girl, good girl... fuck..."

Childe carefully backs away and closes the door after himself. Apparently, Scaramouche wasn't the only one who had a good time at the party.

#purin writes :3 #afab reader #female reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smut #genshin smut #genshin fanfiction #genshin fanfic #genshin imagines #scaramouche imagines #scaramouche fanfiction #scaramouche fanfic

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carbondioxda · 5 months

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A cigarette

Simon ,,Ghost” Riley/reader

a/n: might contain a little swearing, i think i’m projecting my grief, english isn’t my first language sorry for any mistakes!

c/w: angst ig, hurt no comfort, no beta we die like men aaand reader is a girl, no use of y/n

He sat on the couch, in complete silence. The apartment was so empty, it was overwhelming. Just like the amount of guilt he felt.

Why did he scream at her right before she went out? It was the only time she seemed scared before a mission. The only time she desperately didn’t want to go.

,,Pull yourself together, for fuck’s sake, you’ve been panicking so much it’s making me wanna blow my head off.”

That were the last words Ghost said to her. The last he ever will.

,,No, wait, I’m so sorry, Si-”

She stuttered, while another soldier pulled her slightly by her arm.

,,I love you Si!”

She managed to shout, but he wouldn’t have time to respond anyway. Now that he thought about it, Simon had never seen a look like that on her face - like she was certain she’d die. The girl he loved so much wanted to say a proper goodbye, or stay if that was even possible somehow.

He couldn’t even cry. Everything felt so normal here, like she’d come home any second and yet, his ears were ringing ever since Price called.

The ashtray was dirty with whatever was left of her cigarettes. The milk wasn’t finished. He bought her new shampoo a few days ago. A charger wrapped in tape was still plugged to a wall.

He was deadly afraid to touch anything. It was like he’d cause her to dissapear completely, even though she was already gone. His conversation with Captain echoed in his mind from time to time.

,,I’m so sorry for you loss, L.T.”

,,…Was it at least quick?”

He spat the question out. He had to know she didn’t suffer. Price didn’t want to answer for a moment, then he heard a deep sigh.

,,…I’m sorry”

The response made his heart drop. He wished it just stopped, the same moment hers had. She died a long, painful death, alone somewhere on a mission. He might’ve as well been the one that killed her, because that’s how he felt anyway.

It was unimaginable. He really would never touch her skin again? Hear her voice? Touch her hair?

He looked at the stupid kitchen counter. She’d always sit up on it on the weekends and make his coffee right when she heard him wake up, so that whenever he came out of his room, his coffee was ready. How the fuck would he be able to make himself coffee ever again without her to drink it with?

A wave went over him, weakening his muscles. He finally broke when he noticed a strand of her hair one of the pillows. There were traces of her everywhere, like she purposefuly wanted to haunt him out of spite. Remind him of his horrible words.

The callendar marked 14th September. It was already the 16th, but the world stopped on the 14th. How dare did the world go on, when his froze. How did everybody just live without her? She’d miss out on so much. He wouldn’t be even able to tell her all about it. It wasn’t supposed to happen, not to her, his girl, the only one that he ever loved.

Her death wasn’t something he could just…move on from. He’ll stay there, in that very apartament, still drinking coffee, with her sitting on the counter. Charging their phones with a broken charger.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #x reader #ao3 #reader insert #modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #grief #angst #no beta we die like men #death

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lynzishell · 7 months

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Prev // Next

Link to song here

Transcript:

Atlas: Aaand where have you been? Dawn: Oh my god, give me 10 minutes!

[Music playing]

🎶So you want to know just how I feel about you {ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh) I could live without you, just don’t want to (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh)🎶 🎶I cross my heart and hope to die (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh) But my heart says you’re dying to cross my mind (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh)🎶

Dawn: [singing along] Oh, the night is so young… it hurts

Dawn [singing]:

Pluck a heart-string, duck for cover (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh) Hear the phone ring, start to stutter (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh) He wants to know why I sit and sigh so (ooh ooh ooh ooh ,ooh ooh ooh) I yelled your name like a secret out the window (ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh)

Dawn: [singing] Oh, the night is so young… it hurts

Atlas: [singing] Grow up, grow up, my baby Dawn: [singing] Grow up, grow up, sweetheart Atlas: I know this song. Come talk to me.

Dawn: Honestly, there’s not much to talk about. Atlas: Aw, it’s cute when you try to lie to me. You spent the night with Phoenix, didn’t you?

Dawn: Ugh, yes! Okay, yes, I did! And I need you to be cool about this, okay? Atlas: What does that mean? Dawn: Just don’t make a thing of it. Don’t say anything to him while we’re at the gym today. It all happened really fast, and we just need a bit before you start being all … brother-y.

Atlas: Oh, you REALLY like him. Don’t worry. I can be cool. Dawn: Can you? Atlas: Of course. As long as you guys can. Dawn: If we can? Atlas: You can’t expect me to act like nothing happened if you two act all mushy or flirty or whatever. Dawn: Of course not, it’s just another day at the gym.

Atlas: Mhmm. Whatever you say. So, did you have fun at least? Dawn: Yes. Atlas: Are you happy? Dawn: Very. Atlas: Good, then I’m happy for you. Now let’s go, we’re going to be late.

#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 challenge #ts4 challenge #starsignchallenge #starsignlegacychallenge #gen1 aries #aries pt2 #dawn stephens #atlas stephens #ts4 simblr #ts4 story #sims 4 storytelling

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jihyosdaughter · 18 days

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OKAY IM GONNA DIE IF NOT TELLING YALL THIS

it may seems really boring as I'm remembering it rn, but when I was living this moment..

so basically got sm cool dreams tonight, but one of these..i was playing some horror(?) game,and in this game was light mode when it's not scary. and i somehow got on @itzsana-kiddingmenow account and start scrolling..aaand,I saw skz tickle headcanons(?) post,and on one member she posted a video near..I KNOW IT SEEMS NOT AS CRAZY AT IT WAS IN MY DREAM,but the video was from skz vlog(obviously not real vlog,my brain created a new one),when changbin and jeongij was laying at the same bed,and jeongin was on his phone,laying on his stomach. and when changbin start wiggling fingers and touching his ribs, JEONGIN SMILE AND LAUGH WAS SOSOSO CUTE AND ADORABLE ABDHGAGA🤏🤏🤏🤏🤏🤏🤏😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I CANT DESCRIBE HOW CUTE HE WAS AFTER HE LAYING ON HIS BACK SMILING 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧I always forget my dreams and what was going on in there,what feelings I was experiencing, but I can remember all the butterflies in my stomach while i watched that dream in my head

i already thought about skz dorm dr shifting to just experience tickling them living with them,but i just can't help right now I NEED to shift for these priceless moments

(that was blonde jeongin,I CLEARLY remember it)

#kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #suni's dreams #shifting #skz tickle #kpop tickling #sfw tk community #kpop fic

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merlinfic · 1 year

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Hi!! So I should start with apologizing for how stupid this is, but I was literally reading the best goddamn fic I've probably ever come across, only for my phone to crash on me and entirely lose all opened tabs I had. Please help me find it because I'm crying it was so good I need to know how it ended and my stupid brain didn't catch its title!

Here's how it went:

Uther exposes Merlin's magic to Arthur in the episode when he came back as a ghost, and he takes advantage of Arthur's shock and STABS Merlin. He collapses in Arthur's arms, and Arthur is in literal pain it's soo vividly written how he's breaking from having Merlin bleed in his arms. He begs Merlin to use his magic, but Merlin refuses because he tells him that "your eyes will hate mine". Holy god I kid you not I screamed.

And then Arthur takes him to Gaius and he tells Arthur of a spell from the old religion that is the only thing that can save Merlin which involves them switching hearts (and Arthur dying instead). Arthur doesn't even hesitate to say yes. Gaius tries to stop him from this insanity because he's the king and Merlin would never allow that. But Arthur doesn't care. He only cares about saving Merlin. So he tells Gaius that "without him, my heart beats for nothing" aaand, bam! phone crashes! I DON'T KNOW, DID THEY DO THE SPELL? DID ARTHUR DIE?? DID MERLIN LIVE??? HELP PLEASE

p.s: thank you for all the efforts you've done for this fandom all these years. <3

Hi anon! That’s My heart is readily yours by regulusrules!

Summary: “Merlin has magic!”

It was all that Uther needed— that momentary hesitation in Arthur’s physique... that doubt thrusted upon him ever since the day he had blinked into a world without loving guardians... that silent second of shock emanating from both sides, surrendering to circumstance and fate.

It was all that Uther needed to thrust the sword he had into the sorcerer’s chest.

#other: asks #other: fic find #mod danielle

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sam-loves-seb · 2 months

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tag game wednesday

i was tagged by these lovelies: @deedala @creepkinginc @darlingian @gallawitchxx @mybrainismelted @sickness-health-all-that-shit @mickeysgaymom 💙

Another this or that! The rules are simple: here's two things, you must choose one from between them!! aaand go! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

iced coffee or hot coffee?- gross, neither. ice water.

iced tea or hot tea?- gross, neither. hot chocolate.

lemonade or sweet tea?- both, gimme that half and half.

minty gum or fruity gum?- minty always

pasta or potatoes?- potatoes all day, i couldn't live without fries

olives or pickles?- absolutely not.

rice or bread?- bread x a million

cookies or brownies?- cookies

hand written reminders or phone reminders?- i gotta go handwritten on this one. i use so many sticky notes at work to remember shit. also, my phone reminders tell me to go to sleep at 12:30am every night if i'm still awake, and not once have i listened to it, so. yeah. handwritten all the way (also more satisfying to check off)

pull-over hoodie or zippy hoodie?- pull-over always, i hate zippers

jeans or sweatpants?- sweatpants, but i actually don't mind jeans

flip-flops/thongs or slides?- it takes very specific conditions for me to wear either tbh i am a sneaker girlie always, it's rare you catch me not in my converse or vans. that said, i think i have to go flip-flops? i only wear slides when i'm going to softball because i can't drive in cleats.

paperback book or ebook?- paperback, even though i mostly read ebooks now. there's something about a paperback that makes me more invested in the story, don't ask me why.

enemies to lovers or fwb to lovers?- fwb to lovers until the day i fucking die, enemies to lovers is an extremely hard needle to thread and i can count on one hand the number of times i've actually liked the way that trope plays out. fwb to lovers is *chefs kiss* delicious.

only one bed or fake dating?- only one bed!!!! unpopular opinion but fake dating is overrated oops!

hurt/comfort or whump?- [stares at the camera] whump.

mutual pining or amnesia?- if amnesia has a million enemies i am one of them. if amnesia has one enemy i am that one. if amnesia has no enemies then i am dead. so, mutual pining.

canon compliant or alternate universe?- canon compliant my beloved but it has to be done right, otherwise it leaves a sour taste in my mouth. i guess the same could be said about AUs, but canon compliant is probably still my favorite (though it's a close race)

soulmate au or sports au?- sports au x a million

celebrity au or coffeeshop au?- celebrity au

one-shot or longfic?- a good one shot is literally everything to me, there are so many one shots that i think about on a weekly basis, some i haven't read in years and yet, they haunt me. i love it.

AND FINALLY....😈

milkovich or gallagher?- milkovich baby !

tagging: anyone who hasn't played yet, considering it's almost thursday 💙💙💙

#tag game #tag game wednesday

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solarsa1nt · 3 months

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𐚁֙࿐ IDOL

kasumi miwa x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , meet-cute

Notes — reader is a famous idol and miwa is a fan of her!

Y/N hums absentmindedly as she drops another box of pocky's into her basket.

"Maybe I should get some for that nice receptionist lady?" Y/N wonders to herself, unworried about others hearing due to the aisle being empty.

Well, the entire store was empty save for the boy behind the counter and that blue-haired girl standing over by the drinks.

Said girl that was also giving not-so-subtle glances at her.

Y/N laughed into her hand, disguising it as a cough before looking up again, picking up a box of chocolate pocky's and slotting it into her basket.

She spares a second to mentally apologize to her manager who had been telling her to cut back on the snacks because of the sheer amount of money Y/N spent on them.

It's not Y/N's fault it tastes so good.

Y/N turns towards the row of refrigerators decorating the well, not sparing a glance to the girl who jumped in surprise as Y/N walked towards her.

Y/N frowns thoughtfully, looking over the various drinks behind the glass door.

"What's your favorite tea brand?" Y/N asks the girl, smiling politely as she acts oblivious to the way the girl jumps in surprise, rushing to look at the drinks to answer.

"A-Ah, this one!" Miwa points towards one wrapped in a thin green packaging. "Their sweet tea is really good."

"Really? I haven't tried that one." Y/N admits, pulling the door open and grabbing the bottle, putting it in her basket without hesitation.

"Thank you..." Y/N trails off, looking at the girl curiosity.

"Miwa! Kasumi Miwa!" The girl answers in an instant before feeling back with an embarrassed blush at how quickly she answered.

"Thank you, Kasumi-san." Y/N says, tilting her head to the side to give her a closed-eye smile.

Meanwhile, Miwa was positively squealing inside her mind. L/N Y/N is smiling at me! L/N Y/N is smiling at me!

"O-Of course!" Miwa nods vigorously. "And you can just call me Miwa!"

"Oh? In that case call me Y/N." Y/N introduces herself, unknowingly causing Miwa to nearly faint.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god— Miwa breathes in steadily, hands trembling in excitement. Y/N (Y/N!) just gave me permission to use her first name! I can die happy now.

Y/N snickers at the girl's behavior, Miwa looking two seconds away from fainting where she stood.

"Do you want a picture, Miwa?" Y/N inquires, already having been able to tell the girl was a fan.

"Wha— YES!" Miwa's confusion on how Y/N even knew was discarded in mere seconds as she nods vigorously. "Please!"

Y/N laughs fondly, grabbing the phone that was handed to her as she leans her head against Miwa's, holding up a peace sign as Miwa does the same, mirroring her actions.

Y/N snaps the photo, leaning away from the girl as she exits the app, opening contacts as she puts in her number.

"Aaand... there!" Y/N hands the phone back, watching with an amused smile as the girl's eyes grow wide.

"I have to go now, but it was nice meeting you Miwa!"

Miwa watches dizzily as the idol pays for the items and runs out of the store, managing to catch her apologizing to someone on the phone before she turns a corner and walks out of view.

"...This is the best day of my life."

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my-memed-tw-adventures · 2 years

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Okay so, with though we only have the first part of this Ghost Bride event, I have to talk about my favourite parts

(Part 1 because apparently I have a lot to say / Part 2)

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Ortho casually hacking the school security cameras 10/10

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Love Ortho being a supportive little guy

But yeah. The fact that she chose Idia of all people is crazy but it definitely sounds like he arguably meets the expectations

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I love these fucking assholes. Laughing at Idia’s demise. Granted, this is before they found out he’d die so, honestly, it’s a fair response

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Aaand, now they’re being true assholes. All of them all at once abandoning a soon to be eternally doomed Idia even with sweet little Ortho begging them for help

Like, if not for Idia, do it for Ortho, you pricks!

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DO IT, ORTHO! SAVE HIM!

I love Ortho even more because his immediate response to having to save Idia alone is to destroy the fucking building lol. Anything for big bro Idia!

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Oh no, Crowley. Not the short card!

*resisting the Riddle Floyd shipping urge and failing*

I fucking love these two alright. Floyd’s a constant teasing bitch towards Riddle and the second the short card is out, Floyd immediately jumps in

And yeah, I’d say the bride caring a lot about height is strange. I personally think personality is way more important

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Again, fucking love these two together. Chaos

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Rook, your gay is showing

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So, when I say I had to physically place my phone down and sigh, it is no exaggeration. Like only Sebek could fuck shit up like this. I love Malleus too, BUT THIS AIN’T THE TIME MAN

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joyful-soul-collector · 1 year

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Ex Machina

Welcome to me reacting to Oscar Isaac Movies, which nobody asked for but I don't care! HERE WE GO:

Oh wow it is weird to hear Domhnall Gleeson with an American accent

So this Nathan guy is definitely weird

And not just because Oscar looks WAY too much like my father in this movie

A crack in the glass, that's not ominous at all

Ava is interesting??

Oop power cut. I'm sure that won't be important later

Her drawings are cool

Oof, poor Caleb, sounds like a pretty traumatic car crash

Ah another power cut, featuring Ava! Who DEFINITELY isn't the one causing those

Yeah I figured Nathan wasn't a chill dude haha

Oof yeah not a fan of this Nathan dude lol, he doesn't talk to his workers kindly

Also that woman is an AI, calling it right now

Weird to see Oscar playing a villain. Cool tho! He's doing well

This Caleb guy is a HORRIBLE liar lol

And. Kinda weird to be watching this robot while she's doing stuff. She's an AI, she's likely got feelings, it's weird to be watching her bro

"yeah I just hacked all the phones in the world and now her brain is the internet" sir you are insane

You're telling me that she has the entirety of reddit AND tumblr in her brain

She's going to be a serial killer

She drew the plants in her window! I'm sure that's not a metaphor for anything

Oh I like people watching too! Not the way Nathan does tho lol

Aw she wants to show off her pretty outfit! What she wants to look like! She looks so cute!

Yeah, love, analyzing people's expressions that closely tends to make them uncomfortable haha

Oh and of course we have the long scene where the guy is watching her undress while she's unaware (well, "unaware", she probably knows but it's not like she can stop him)

Pfft Nathan's like "why would a grey box interact with another grey box if they didn't have sexuality" as if asexuals and friendship didn't exist MY GUY YOU ARE STUPID

Aaaand of COURSE she has a robot pussy. Because Nathan is fuckin weird. This whole movie is just gonna be a creepier version of Her isn't it

"oh you CHOSE to be straight? No." the worst person ever is accidentally a gay ally, fuck

I knew she was the one causing the power cuts

Ok the relationship between Nathan and Kyoko is fuuuuuckin weird man

His ripping up her drawing!! What the hell Nathan!?

Ok this is weiiiiird

Why do they always make asian women in movies like. weirdly sexual and stupid at the same time. "uwu I can't speak english are you asking me to take all my clothes off?????" STOP IT. I GET THAT SHE'S PROBABLY A ROBOT THAT CREEPY NATHAN MADE BUT IT'S STILL REALLY FUCKIN WEIRD

Ah this is where everyone gets those gifs of Oscar dancing from lol

Aww, she drew him :C

Oop sneaky Caleb hacking things

Oh cool so this is uhh absolutely horrifying

Of course all the other AI women were people of color but the New Main Character one is white

Why do all of the AIs have to be women. And naked. I can't tell if this is a metaphor for women being objectified all the time or if they just really wanted to have a lot of naked women in this movie for some weird reason

Knew Kyoko was an AI I KNEW IT

Oop he is. Questioning his own humanity AAAND I'M NOT WATCHING THIS BIT I THINK NO THANKS

Of course this is the one day he decides not to drink

Damn. Nathan is a fucking mastermind.

And an absolute asshole

AND CALEB IS EVEN SMARTER GODDAMN FUCK YEAH

Oh damn knocked out in one punch lol

:O BUT WHAT IF THEY WERE LESBIAN ROBOTS

FUCK YEAH STAB HIM

Wow he is weirdly calm about being stabbed lol

So, no lesbian robots?

*breaks skateboard*

Oh good idea just grab a new arm, build yourself out of your previous lives

Once again, very weird that you're watching her do all this Caleb

Bruh is he gonna just be stuck in there forever

She really didn't love him huh. She just wanted to be free

She's outside!!

Damn, she really just. Left him to die huh. That's pretty fucked up tbh

Though I guess maybe that's what he gets for watching her like that and thinking of her as an object too

Aw she's people watching

That was fun and terrifying and very weird, in part because Nathan looks like my fucking DAD and my dad is a sweetheart so it's very weird to see someone who looks like my dad being an asshole lol. I feel like there were a number of problematic things about it but I'm not sure if they were problematic on purpose to make a point in the story or if they were just plain weird, but I also did not care for it enough to analyze it thoroughly to figure that out so if someone else wants to ramble about it feel free to do so lol.

Anyway let me know of any other movies with Oscar Isaac I should watch, ik I really wanna watch Sucker Punch so maybe I'll do that next haha.

#ex machina #nathan bateman #oscar isaac #overall: weird lol #marko reacts

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avian-alchemist · 1 year

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★ aaand Plague and Ty

Send me a ★ and I’ll bold what applies to your muse.

I like you / I hate you / I dislike you/ I love you / You are family / I would take a bullet for you / I would shoot you / I would lie to your face / I would say something cruel to you on purpose / I would say something cruel to you accidentally / I would cheat on you / I would physically hurt you / You annoy me/ You amuse me / I’d laugh at you / I’d laugh with you / I’d manipulate you / You scare me / You confuse me / I wish I knew you better / I trust you / I don’t trust you / You inspire me / I consider you an equal / You are beneath me / You’re better than me / I would trust you with my life / I think you’re mean / I think you’re petty / I think you’re childish / I think you’re smart / I think you’re stupid / I think you’re a bad person / I think you’re a good person / I’m not sure what kind of person you are / I wish you would listen to me / I want to make you proud / I wish you would notice me / I want to impress you / I would hurt other people for you / I’m not sure how to make you happy / I’m a bad influence on you / You deserve better than me / We make a great team / I’d have a one night stand with you / I’d have a relationship with you / I would marry you / I fantasize about our life together / I would trust you with my most treasured belonging / I would tell you my darkest secrets / You disgust me / You intimidate me / I hope I intimidate you / I’d hug you / I’d let you hug me / I’m scared of losing you / I don’t think you like me / I want to be better for you / I respect you / I don’t respect you / You’re my mentor / You’re my friend / You’re my best friend / I have a crush on you / I could easily watch you die / I’d get drunk with you / I’d party with you / I’d comfort you / I’d prank you / I’d spike your drink / I’d act behind your back / I’d abandon you / I’d hurt you to get what I want / I would choose my happiness over yours / I would choose your happiness over mine / I despise how much I care for you / I need you / I’m dependent on you / I don’t know what I’d do without you / I’m scared of you leaving me / I’d give my life for you / You frustrate me / I’d call for you in a time of need / I would protect you / I’d visit you in hospital / I’d carry you if you were hurt / I’d feel guilty if I hurt you / I’d let you be near me when I am vulnerable / I’d ignore a phone call from you / I’d call you at 3am / I’d break you out of jail / I’d get angry at you / I would shout at you / You’re too loud / You’re too quiet / You’re too sensitive / You can’t take a joke / You embarrass me / I feel nothing for you / You’re reckless / You’re bossy / You bore me / I would ask your advice / I would blame you for something I did / I would cry in your arms / You have the power to hurt me more than anyone else /

( taken from @rockabilysplit )

#purple paw muses #answered #headcanons of vitriol: plague and dylan hcs #out of potions: ooc

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silver-and-stars · 2 years

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Watching Vampire Academy season finale

Dang Tatiana is full of crap.

That feeders' lips really looked to purple. In my cdrama watching experience it means poison indeed. What a dumb way to die for such an old queen. She could at least have left a message like "Was poison by my feeder, Vasilisa did nothing.” I mean they have tablets and all. They could communicate. Why don't they have phone btw.

OMG DRAGOZERA are MARRIED ! I love it.

Victor bro where is your husband? Maybe look of him instead of praying.

And now my boy Chris is a monk. What does it imply? Is it reversible? Still married though.

Let me slowclap. Jesse, congrats on getting rid of your abusive jerk dad. You made the right call. Probably best decision you ever made.

Haaa yes, humans! And their great capacity for hope. Dang, humans are boring. It's always the same thing. I don't see how it's different for Moroi or Dhampyrs. Andre, Lissa, Victor, they all seemed to believe in the possibility of a better future. Even my boy Christian, the outcast with monster parents hoped there was good in them. The "ability" for hope. Bro you all have it. Except in time of anxiety or depression. Dimitri is okay but damn he still has a pole far up his ass. You need vacations dude. And therapy.

Strigoi interrupting the confession, rude!

My girl Lissa, a true queen. Mia would make a great head of cabinet for her. And my girl Rose kicking ass. Oh hi there mother-in-law.

Andre using his powers in an offensive way, like Christian. Matching brothers-in-law. I love it.

Happy reunion! It's so sweet! Their smile! How gentle he is with her and how one of the first thing he says to her is that he is proud of her! Bro, my heart! No, tell her it was Tatiana. Tell her now. Tell everyone. Make a video, broadcast it! Aaaand he is gone / strigoi.

Go, you beautiful man, torch your mother (dang he hesitated, my poor sweet boy). And poor Lissa can't even enjoy the sweet reunion with her big bro. They gave her hope, a part of her family back, before ripping it away from her.

Dang, Rose's screaming was rough. People must think she is crazy.

Christian IS SO WONDERFUL. He is so gentle, kind and patient, I love it. Also he pretty.

Now that I think about it. Moroi are rich, royal, the Queen was there and no one had a helicopter to evacuate the Queen and Council?

Victor dude you're still there? Aaand she gonna eat you, won't she? Why is she pissed at him? I thought she loved him? He never forced her to heal him. Did he locked her up after she turned strigoi?

Wards are up, well down my boy! (why wasn't he stationed right next to them to beginning him though, like sitting by the pillar, all he would have hat to do was to activate it then without crossing the battlefield) that smile/laugh and hug with Rose was so cute! I love seeing them get along!

Aaand there goes Mason. Hope he isn't dead.

Are you really having a press conference, a crowning, among corpses! That's bad PR. Those are people. You bury them, you don't film their corpse in the streets while you make your "I told you so" speech. LOOOL "Why do anyone do anything. For love!" Disney princess bullshit right here. Personal gain is the true answer. That gain might be power, love, money, whatever. But for love is a bullshit reason for grand things such as ruling. How can she foul anyone?

The problem is the Council truly. BRO ! this is even worst ! 1) She loses the elections. 2) She discredits the one who won the elections. 3) she still loses the election as Vasilisa is chosen as heir BY THE QUEEN (why would she murder the one who just elected her heir?) 4) she takes the throne after the queen -who didn’t let her win- is assassinated and while the heir is missing and she ask for the heir to be arrested. It's so goddamn obvious!

Her Mia, not only your sister is Strigoi but your father his dead now. Probably. And where is your dad? (hey Mason lives, cool)

Dang I love when Christian speaks. Lissa looks good in blue. Oh damn, sorry dude for you aunt, we never got to meet her. Congrats for the promotion? It's gonna be hard to lead your family when everybody ostracizes you and when your wife is rival to the Queen. Good luck. Lissa still supporting Christian, telling him he did nothing wrong, I love it. They said "I love you"! Their smile! My heart!

Speaking of taking down Tatiana, don't you have something to confess Dmitri! Like how you MADE OUT WITH HER like only a few days ago ?! (wtf) You're lucky you're cute.

So Sonya is a Strigoi, Andre is too. And there is this whole darkness/light thing with the Spirit elements. So i'm guessing it can turn back Strigoi to human? What would be a way to get rid of the threat in the end. Were the strigoi first created by Vladimir through this element? Will the show turn into a way too long mess like Vampire Diaries (I mean Julie Plec is producer so i'm suspicious)? Stay tuned for season 2!

#vampire academy #my posts

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jellyfishbeansontoast · 10 months

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- Last line tag game -

RULES - Create a new post and share the last line you wrote for your WIP and then tag as many people as there are words.

this is just the last paragraph bcs i’m on my phone so the lines are kinda funky

thanks for the tag @demxters !!

“Oh well if you’re really sure?” you nod, a tad too aggressively and she raises one of her eyebrows slightly in a joking manner. Before she leaves you spy her name tag pinned on the green vest folded over her arm, the culprit of the whole ordeal, the words ‘family video’ emblazoned across it, her name neatly printed underneath. “See you around.” You breathe a sigh of relief as she leaves, you’re pretty sure you’re about five seconds away from melting into a puddle.

aaand idk who to tag so just enjoy this whilst i die of writers block

#how to continue idk #lol it will happen at some point i’m just trying to write music at the same time #and i cried every day last week #so i’m so tired

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mel-the-fangirl · 3 years

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The Escort

Walter Marshall x Reader

Words: 2,064

Warnings: none

Happy super late Valentine’s, Cavillry! As usual, this is a very very late upload but in my defense, it does say in my bio that I am a procrastinator soooo... Anyway, I’m really excited about this miniseries because I love the movie (The Wedding Date, 2005) and I really wanted to write Walter, I hope I do him justice!

Feedback (good and bad!) means the world to me as rookie writer, so I hope you’ll like, reblog and leave me some replies!

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You could not believe you were doing this. You just couldn't. But there you were doing it, even though your mind screeched at you to stop and save a little dignity for yourself.

The fact that you even considered doing this was already a serious loss of dignity points, so what the hell. People did this all the time, didn’t they? There wouldn’t be a whole network of people clumped into this app if it wasn’t a normal occurrence.

It just wasn’t a normal occurrence for you.

Once you filled your head with rationalisations to make yourself feel better, you took a deep breath and began browsing through what the great city of New York had to offer.

Z, 6’, loving hands, fit, athletic, good manners, for water sports, caramel complexion.

For water sports? What in the hell did that mean? And that single initial in place of an actual name? Serial killer vibes. No, thank you.

Lenny, 6’2”, pretty fit Italian, excellent dinner companion, all occasions catered.

Alright. Okay. Now we’re talking. Tall, European, excellent dinner companion equals to good conversationalist, accommodating. Lenny goes on the list of possibilities.

Terry, 6’, my soft voice will arouse you, my strong hands will pleasure you, let me show you how a woman should be treated, hourly/overnight rates.

Oh no no no. Major creep vibes from Terry. That ad alone had you reaching for another long swig of wine.

Joey, 5’8”, are you into champagne?, bodybuilder, will treat you like a queen.

“If you like piña coladas…” you sang in not even remotely the right key, topping off your drink

Josh, 5’9”, I can make you feel sexy and wanted. Fit, sensual, strong.

“Well!” you exclaimed drunkenly, almost spilling wine on your couch, “Tough beans, Josh! I don’t need a man to make me feel sexy and wanted!” you faltered a bit, your drunk mind still seeing the holes in your logic

“I just… Need a man to help me not look like a tragic spinster in front of my family and my ex...”

With that thought fresh in your mind, you reached for some more wine.

The ads went on and on as you scrolled through your phone, it was all a little overwhelming, how were you going to make sure you weren't hiring some psychopathic serial killing pervert to pose as your date to your sister's wedding?

The groan you let out bounced off the walls of your apartment. The reality of your situation was sinking in little by little.

Yes. You were hiring a male escort for your sister's wedding. It was your baby sister's wedding, by the way. You were a hundred percent aware that what you were doing was completely and utterly pathetic but you’ve already weighed the pros and cons in your head countless times.

Showing up alone: pitying looks, whispering behind your back, having to face ex by yourself, staggering levels of embarrassment.

Showing up with handsome -hired- date: mother can finally get off your back, date is more handsome than ex, ex will want to shrivel up and die, no one will know date is male escort except you and him.

Now, let’s break down some of the guests just for the sake of being thorough.

There’s your slightly overbearing mother (slightly meaning every call you have with her opens with the question: “how's your love life, dear?” or “I have the most amazing man to set you up with!”), all of her judgy eagle-eyed friends (mostly rich widows whose sons your mom shamelessly shoves your way), your extended family (some terrifyingly old school great aunts and uncles who will definitely ask if you’re married and smile sympathetically when you say you’re not), and last but certainly not the least, Jeffrey, your ex-fiancé (best man, but apparently not the best man for you, his words not yours).

"Lordy fuck." you exhaled hard, chugging your wine straight from the bottle

How on earth did you get here? Sitting alone in your apartment, working your way through your second bottle of wine (or third? Who was keeping count?), clicking on ads that spoke of "hot single males in your area" waiting to meet you.

Would it be fair to pin it all on the end of your engagement?

Picturing that moment, you decided that it was only fair. Those were five years of your life you would never get back, you were prepared to sign on for more but, yeah.

You were blindsided, that's the only way to describe it. All the while, you thought that you and Jeffrey were on the same page, at the same place in life. You were the golden couple, the couple that all the other couples wished they could be, when you two walked past, girlfriends would give their boyfriends a slap on the shoulder that meant, "Why can't we be more like them?"

It was so out of nowhere, one minute you were discussing wedding cake options over dinner, then suddenly you're putting the ring in his palm, completely in shock.

After that, you threw yourself into your work despite the fact that you were already a budding workaholic to begin with. That's how you ended up earning six figures a year.

Six figure salary, check. Doing pretty well in life all things considered, check.

But even with all that, there weren't any conversations over casseroles and cobblers about your many achievements. Nope, your mother and her friends would much rather discuss their worries that you would essentially, die alone.

Your little sister, Amy, getting married before you didn't exactly help to put a lid on all the chatter. And with Jeffrey being the best man? And you being maid of honour?

It was a disaster waiting to happen.

Maybe you could make up an excuse believable enough to get you off the hook so you wouldn’t have to go?

Were you really thinking about bailing on your little sister’s wedding? If she wasn’t taking cues from your mother, it would be the only one she ever had.

Not one of your finest moments as a sibling.

With the complications of your situation fully realised, you took to reading the ads with a little more effort. Luckily, you didn’t have to look for long.

Nick, 6’, male, tall, good looking, strong build. You will not be disappointed.

The ad was considerably less flashy than the others but you supposed that’s what drew you to it in the first place. It was understated, simple, and his ad wasn’t entirely made up of overcompensating flexing pics.

Mostly because he didn’t need them.

Call off the search, send the boys home. You had a winner here!

Staring up at you from your phone screen was the most handsome man you have ever seen in your life. Literally.

A mane of thick, artfully disheveled curly hair, eyes that were a light shade of blue that had a sort of dark intensity and intelligence that you could spend days trying to understand, and a smile. Oh, that smile was absolutely suckerpunching. It was odd though, something in your head was telling you that this man did not smile often.

You couldn’t tell if the warmth blooming in your chest and creeping towards your cheeks was from all the wine or from examining this prime specimen. Jeez Louise!

“Phew!” you fanned yourself upon stumbling on a photo of him crossing his arms in a tank top. Good God, you hoped he had a license for those guns!

You had to set your phone down for a minute to think things through although it seemed absolutely nuts that you had to think twice at all. It’s just that after the initial excitement and hormones wore off, it was becoming more and more evident that this man was too good to be true.

Just look at him! Were there actually men that looked like that? And why didn’t they live closer to you? A quick sweep of his profile placed him in Minneapolis.

What were the crime rates like there? And did they have a high rate of murders relating to escort services?

Before you could even google anything related to that, you stopped yourself. If you kept at this rate, you would never get anything done! Finally, after a methodical deliberation (aka ogling the pictures on his ad), you saved Nick’s contact number to your phone.

Aaand that’s as far as you’d go for the night. You could call him tomorrow when you weren’t a floundering drunk. It was like your mother always said, “Always be sober for a business transaction, but anything else calls for a cocktail.”

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The following morning, you sat at your little breakfast nook, eggs still piping hot and untouched, and a hangover in full effect. You’ve been staring at the phone number for so long, you could say it in your sleep.

Come on, Y/N, the wedding is five freaking days away.

What if this guy was fully booked? You didn’t want to spend five days surrounded by family with Mr. my-soft-voice-will-arouse-you, did you?

You slammed your finger down on the call icon and stuck the phone to your ear. Your heart beat faster and faster with every ring and your palms became so slick with sweat that you almost dropped your phone a couple of times.

Maybe you should have taken your mother up on the multiple occasions that she wanted to set you up with someone. Alright, on second thought, you didn’t really want to be with someone who only looked good on paper but was actually an insufferable mama’s boy.

“Hello?” a male voice answered, catching you off-guard

Oh, God. Okay, you’re really doing this.

“Yes, hi! Hi. Uh, I’m looking for Nick!” you chirped, in a startled high pitched squeak you didn’t dare recognise as your own

The silence on the other end was starting to make you sweat behind the knees. It suddenly dawned on you that you didn’t mention any specifics.

“Uh, sorry! I got this number from the, uh, the ad. I’m looking for Nick?”

“Yes! Yes, that’s right, but Nick isn’t in right now. This is his manager.”

Was that a good sign? That a male escort had a manager? Did all male escorts have managers? You clearly didn’t know enough about this stuff.

“It’s a pleasure, Mister..?”

There was another beat of silence before the person on the other line answered, you tried your hardest not to overthink about what that could have meant.

“Foley! I’m Foley, Nick’s manager.” Mr. Foley’s voice returned to your ear, sounding much too bright for your liking.

Christ, what were you, a cop? To be honest, you were exhausted. Despite all the alcohol in your system last night, you barely got any sleep. You spent the rest of the night reading through some reviews of Nick’s service as an escort.

He had a glittering five star rating.

One woman hired him to pose as her husband at a high school reunion and by the end of the night, she ended up proposing to him. He respectfully declined and even bought her dinner afterwards.

That review alone was enough to convince you that you would be in good hands. So, it was time to buckle down, swallow the nerves, and handle your business like the adult you were.

“Mr. Foley,” you shook your hair out and put on your professional voice. “I’d like to book your client for five days, give or take. I need a plus one for a wedding. Is he available to leave on the-”

“Please hold. I’ll check his schedule.”

“Oh. But I didn’t mention when I-”

“He’s available. Would you prefer to pick him up at JFK or will he meet you at your place of residence?”

“Oh. Uh, I guess I could pick him up. Do I pay for his ticket or..?” you were feeling a teensy bit of whiplash at how fast this was all going

There was some rustling on the other line and the muffled sounds of bickering. You tried not to let that concern you.

“We’ll handle that, Ms. Y/L/N. We have your number, we’ll be in touch for further details. Good bye.”

The line went dead and you were left staring at your phone in confusion. Did you tell him your name?

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mrs-dynamight · 3 years

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My Bokuto Koutaro HC

NSFW bellow cut, I just had this on my mind constantly aaand sorry in advance.

GN pronouns and an ocational binary term.

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- Dates with him definitely are the best, he loves trying new things, so be prepared for a lot of unusual things around the city.

-He is ADHD in person, buuut he writes down important things about you in his phone notes like: "They like fluffy puppies and is afraid of heights" "Favourite colour: Deep Blue" "Alergic to nuts DO NOT NUTS OR THEY'LL DIE!!""

-Before you started dating he practiced asking you out A LOT with poor Akaashi (bless his soul)

-He is one of the biggests Simps ever, you'll be his lockscreen, he would have a special ringtone for your calls/messages, everyone meeting him for the first time knows your name in about half a minute, he just can't stop talking about you, he loves you too much.

-Matching bracelets/tattos is definitely a thing.

-He wears something yours to every match, it's his good luck charm.

-His train of tought is so weird that he asks weird questions out of nowhere, and then he’ll have to explain to you that at first he was thinking about why is meat so tasty and ended up asking if pineapples had feelings.

-He is a simple man, he likes meat, volleyball and being loved, so he’ll be euphoric if you reasure him that you love him ever 5 minutes.

-PDA is HIS thing, he would love to just kiss you out of nowhere and holding your hand.

NOOOW

-This man is an ass man, you can't convince me otherwise, you can't bend without him thanking to every deity for this amazing gift, it doesn't matter if its a big one, toned one, muscular one, itty bitty one, he would love it.

-This beautiful himbo right here will make you the best pillow princess/prince ever in life, you won't have to move a finger, he's eager to please you.

-Stamina for days, be prepared to have long sessions.

-Your nail marks in his back? He LOVES IT, and if someone of the MSBY say something he would say that he earned them with hard work *wink wink*

-Being quiet? Not an option, this guy will be moaning in your ear the whole time

-His praises are gold, everything you do es the best and he will let you know, praise him back and he will be putty in your hands. Tell him he’s the best, that no one can please you like he does and he’ll be cumming way too quickly (don’t worry he will make it out for you)

-You want it rough? He will give it to you, but be warned this man is built like a greek god, those muscles aren't only for his killer spike, a spank from this man will leave a mark for a whole week

-He has a degree in eating you out, he makes magic between your thights

-Aftercare is inmaculate, and there is always sweet snacks for you, especially after a rough session. Kisses and cuddles are so intimate and precious, you won’t be able to leave bed in hours either because of how tired you are or because Bokutos arms are the best place in the world.

I'm a big Bokuto simp, I really love the whole Goth Bi & Himbo dynamic. Thanks for reading!!!

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