#already wanting to watch a 3rd time lmao
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I've never sent a request before, but I'm fiending for more adam, like anything, anything at all
Benefit of the doubt
Adam x 3rd Spouse! Reader
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Warnings: Angst(?), Not exactly fluff at the end but it gets better, typical Adam TW’s, reader low-key high-key has a complex about being loved, this is set way before the show, and Gn! Reader. (Also Y/n isn’t used, which also surprised me, the author, LMAO)
Part 2 Part 3
Request Box: Open
Word count: 1760
A/N: Hi! Thanks for the request! I haven’t had a chance to write something that was originally my own idea in a while, so this was very refreshing! I’ve had this idea since I’ve watched the show so I hope you enjoy it!
I’m entirely up for making a small series from this oneshot, but I would need to know y’all’s opinion on it! (So don’t feel scared to let me know if you want some more of this idea in my Request box/the replies on this post!!)
Also Adam may be slightly OOC but please just chalk it up to him not yet getting his ego’s dick sucked 24/7
Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, let me know if you do!
Proofread but of course could have left mistakes!
You’ve existed for almost all of human existence, Almost.
You were the 4th being to be created during the time of Eden. But unlike the other 3, you weren’t human. In fact, you technically never lived before. An honestly hopeless existence, yet it was so beautiful in every way. But for what purpose? Well…
You were created shortly after Eve ate the apple, before she and eventually Adam committed the first act of sin that caused evil to latch onto humanity like a leech.
The reason for your existence was simple. To be Adam’s new spouse, except for when after he died. From the very moment Eve bit the fruit of temptation, it was already decided she would hold no place in heaven. Adam was given mercy due to him not possessing any knowledge of the fruit Eve had shared with him, he trusted her wholeheartedly. Which is exactly why heaven gave him mercy… no, pity would be a better choice of words.
Upon your creation you learned immediately of the happenings before your existence. About Lilith and Eve, and about Lucifer
And so, after Adam and Eve were casted away from the Garden, they continued to live their lives, fostering the existence of mankind for the rest of time. And when they eventually died, Adam was given pity while Eve was thrown to the wayside, the vast unknown.
You thought it was finally your time to experience existence with the one you loved, the one you were made for. Of course you never would know life as he did but surely your life never-after life could be just as meaningful as his.
How excited you were, how completely enamored by the thought of it. But there was a problem with that, Adam had grown into a new person, he was meant to of course, he was human. But he had grown selfish, abhorrent… insecure.
You understood why, to be betrayed by not one but two of his wives for the same person. You couldn’t possibly imagine what he could be feeling. Before you were to meet your future husband, Sera informed you that he had asked for a mask, and once on, he has refused to take it off.
That didn’t bother you, it’s irrelevant to your love for him. You've only heard descriptions of his features. Short Brown hair, gold eyes, bushy eyebrows, some scruff on his chin. All in all, he sounded perfectly fine, ordinary even. But even then it’s his choice to wear the mask, so you’ll respect it.
Finally, the time he arrived in heaven, and when Sera finally introduced you, his new spouse, the one to whom would be by his side for the rest of forever.
He rejected you outright.
“What?” Your breath hitched as you stuttered over the word, the sharp inhale of your lungs through your mouth flicked through the air.
Sera looked just as shocked as you but she quickly regained her composure “What is the meaning of this Adam?”
“If you think I’m going to let my life get fucked over by another one of your “gifts” well, you’ve got another thing coming!” He crossed his arms and shook his head defyingly. “I’ve already learned my lesson with those last 2 bitches.”
“Adam I’m sorry that happened to you but I would never-“ almost like lightning his finger shot to your mouth, shushing you.
“Save it, Sweetcheeks, I really don’t care what you have to say, so just stay there and look pretty, k?” His hand fell and grabbed the sides of your face, squishing your cheeks together, his LED mask flashing a sharp smile.
You saddeningly looked down at the clouds below you.
“Adam!” Sera’s voice sounded through the air, still soft but firm, she continued, placing a hand on your shoulder, “Divine judgment allowed you to be the first human soul in heaven, so I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I expect you to give your new spouse that same grace.”
Slowly your eyes looked up at Sera with a soft smile. Adam only groaned “Ugh, Fine but don’t be fuxking annoying, capiche?” You nod your head quickly.
“Very good, glad we have it settled.” Sera gives a quick smile, “now, I have some business to take care of so I’ll leave you two alone to get to know one another” With that, Sera flew away leaving the both of you alone.
The silence was thick in the air, the only sound being the occasional wind breeze blowing past. The sunlight creeps in through the clouds painting an orange sky above you both. In every sense of the word, it was perfect.
It was almost funny. You had waited so long to finally meet him, your true love, the one you were made for. All the things you dreamed about, the laughs you’d have together, the warm embrace of the person who you loved. But now… you didn’t know what to say…
“I’m… happy to finally meet you.” Your voice is quiet, almost non-audible. “I’ve been waiting for you since… well, forever…”
He doesn’t respond. He seems to be transfixed on something below you both. You train your eyes on whatever he’s watching only to see the dark cavernous abyss below you. Finally he breaks his silence.
“The fuck is that?” He asked pointing down, a sound of genuine intrigue hidden behind his abrasive voice
“That’s hell?” You stated confused “where would-be sinners will go to be punished, didnt you k-“ you suddenly realized that perhaps Adam really didn’t know what hell was. It was only created relatively recently, after Eve and Him ate the apple, of course he wouldn’t know. “it’s also where Lucifer-“
“Don’t fucking say his name.” Adam spoke, his voice rough in his speech. LED mask putting a harsh frown on his face. “Let’s get one thing straight M”Kay babe, if you’re my “new spouse” that’s something you should remember.” The “new spouse” was said with a tone clearly meant to mock you.
“Sorry…”
“Ugh, It’s fine, just don’t do it again.” He groaned before a wicked smile crept onto his mask “Sooo, that means he’s going to be stuck with all the wasteful beings of existence, HA fuxkin’ hilarious. Guess that makes them the losers and us the Winners!”
His laugh filled the air, the sound was like music to your ears, sure maybe it wasn’t really what you’d hoped he’d fine funny, but you loved it all the same but eventually his laugh died down
Silence again… in admits of all of it you suddenly was sparked with a thought “oh!” Adam looked confused at the random exclamation. “I had almost forgotten… I brought you something, as a welcome gift or was it a nice to meet you gift? Both? Eh, it doesn’t matter but the point is-“ you suddenly snap your fingers.
Golden light began shining, the light seemed like liquid hot magma as it moved and molded slowly into a shape. Light seemed to be overlapping and churning into itself, forming your desired outcome. With one final snap of your fingers, the gleaming gold liquid took hold, and quickly hardened to a solid.
The object that had formed quickly fell down, landing in your arms with a light thud.
“I’m still learning this creation stuff, so I’m sorry if it’s not perfect but-“ you hold out the object in your arms as an invitation to grab it “I learned from Sera that you liked to play guitar when you were alive, so I thought you might like to have one here…”
Adam looked at the instrument in your hands. The base color was gold, the neck was pearly white with gold strings. To be honest it looked more like a harp then anything, like if a guitar and a harp had a baby.
Silence again. Did he not like it? Did he hate it? You go to pull it back to you and apologize when suddenly it’s ripped out from your hands.
“Holyshit, this is sick as Fuck!” Adam immediately started playing some rifts on the new guitar. The sound wasn’t what you were expecting but you guess Sera was right about his talent with the instrument. The whole time his mask had a wide and sharp smile as he mimicked guitar sounds with his voice, the occasional laugh leaving his mouth.
“I’m really glad you like it” you say, a sigh of relief leaving your body.
Adam looked at you, one you missed. He saw how relieved you were, how nice you were being. No person who supposedly loved him ever gifted him something, well, one other did. Someone he trusted and loved more than everyone, anyone. But look how that ended, with them being removed from the garden, away from an eternity of happiness until he died. All from someone giving him what he thought was nothing but love, a gift.
But he could see that this was different, you were different. When Eve gave him the apple, she didn’t explain what it was or why she wanted him to eat it, even when he asked her she didn’t explain. But with you, you had not only given him something you knew he liked but also expressed the reason behind it. Yes, you were different, even Adam could see it.
“Anyways, thanks for the axe, I guess…” Adam for the first time was stunned, but quickly he continued “What was the thing that Sera chick said about me and “divine judgment” or whatever the fuck? That she gave me the “benefit of the doubt…”
You were a bit confused but continued listening, “I guess I should at least try to give you a chance, since you got me this sick ass guitar an’ shit.” Your face lit up, you about began to speak before you were, once again, shushed “B-B-But-” his finger tapped your lips with each repeated syllable ”-only a chance. If you betray me like those last 2 bitches then you’re done, got it?”
To say you were overjoyed would be an understatement, a smile quickly plastered across your face as you quickly nodded your head
“Alright good, so uh, what do ya say about showing me the best places to get a bite to eat around here, I could really go for some ribs right about now.”
“ I’d… love to, thank you Adam”
“Yeah don’t mention it Sweetcheeks” Adam quickly wrapped his arm around your shoulder and you two began walking.
Maybe you will get your eternity of happiness.you can only pray you do.
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we have chemistry
warnings: college!ellie x college!reader, stoner!ellie, chronically ill reader (not specific, just mentions of fatigue and a medical accommodation for a single room for plot reasons lol), weed usage (Ellie and reader), mild language, briefly proofread, no use of y/n minors dni! smut in 3rd section! top!ellie, some degradation, praise (reader called a good girl, pretty girl, etc., ellie told she's doing a good job), SO MUCH CONSENT WE <3 CONSENT, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), aftercare.
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You didn't want to be taking organic chemistry. Nobody in that class did--not even the chemistry majors. But as finals season rolled around, you found yourself spending extra time to make sure that it would at least be worth your while. Needless to say, not everybody shared the same drive.
As the clock hit 8:49am on the last class before the exam, everybody started shoving their laptops away despite the professor's continuing drone. To your right there was an extra loud snap! as the student beside you--an auburn-haired girl you'd never seen before--shut the screen with finality. You shot her a glare, gently closing your notebook as people began to trickle out.
"You're smart, right?"
You angled your face towards the sound, assuming somebody was having a side conversation close by. Instead, you found yourself face to face with striking green eyes leaning to reach your line of sight.
"Hi. Yeah, you. You're using an actual notebook and have all the fancy pens and shit, so...are you smart?"
Your eyebrows drew together slightly as you shrugged with one shoulder. "I try, I guess. Um...why?"
One corner of the girl's mouth picked up. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I've literally never been to this class before. My grade sucks. But I really don't want to retake this shit. Do you think you could help me?"
You stared at her incredulously, mentally calculating the equation of audacity and arrogance it must take to expect a complete stranger to help despite a clear lack of effort.
You opened your mouth slightly to say some variation of hell fucking no, who do you think you are anyways?, maybe you should have considered that before skipping literally every other class meeting when she stuck out her hand. "I'm Ellie, by the way. I'll pay you for helping me." When you hesitated to shake it, she added a "please".
You rolled your eyes, shaking the girl--Ellie's--hand with slightly too much force. "Fine. Whatever. Give me your number." You slid your phone across the table, already open to the contacts app, and watched as she typed.
"You're a lifesaver! Thank you..." she asked, pausing for your name. You gave it. "Thank you."
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Getting back to your dorm and settling into bed for a nap, you briefly texted the number now in your phone as "Ellie" with the last name "Wehavechemistry".
hey
Almost immediately, three dots popped up.
hey there. do you like my contact? lmao
i mean, we do have chemistry together. so like...sure?
no no no. i meant like...we have chemistry. wink wink nudge nudge. and my last name starts with a w so it's funny. do you get it?
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it's funny.
yeah yeah sure. very funny. hahaha. anyways.
when did you want to come over? i'm free all weekend, and the final's monday. sooooo
oh shit
didn't realize the final was monday
ummmmmmmm how does tomorrow at 8pm work? do you have a roommate or something we need to accommodate for?
no, no roommate. tomorrow at 8pm works fine for me. see you then, ellie.
:)
Turns out, texting with Ellie wasn't all that insufferable. She was friendlier than you expected, and every time you put your phone down to try and fall asleep you found your heart beating too fast at every notification to actually put it down.
Instead, you kept the conversation going until 8pm the next day rolled around, when instead of a text you got three loud raps at the door.
Opening it up, you saw Ellie in the same hoodie as yesterday. This time, her hair was slightly damp and she smelled like...old spice and something pungent and earthy. Did she shower already?
"Hey," you said, suddenly feeling awkward and over dressed in your jean shorts and crop top, hair still done from that afternoon. "You can come in."
Ellie grinned at you as she slid in the door. "We have a semester of schoolwork to cover. Hope you're prepared for a long night," she said.
"Trust me, I am. Did you bring anything?" You asked, looking for a bag as she climbed on to your bed.
"Nope. Not school stuff, anyways." Curious, you tossed your notebook towards her and watched as she pulled a pre-rolled joint and lighter from her hoodie pocket. "I'm assuming you don't smoke since you're like, a nerd, but do you mind if I do?"
You shook your head, dropping your jaw in false offense. "How lame do you think I am? Just because I actually go to class doesn't mean I'm a nerd."
Ellie shot you a disbelieving look, but handed you the joint anyways as you joined her on the bed. "Here, have the first hit. As a thank you for helping me out."
She lit it for you as you inhaled, passing her the weed and opening your notebook. "If this keeps you from retaining information that's not my fault. Just saying."
"Trust me, I'm so alert right now it's crazy. All of tonight is gonna be stuck in my memory for a while."
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The room gradually grew darker, lit only by your adjusting lamp and the last smoldering ashes of the joint as you reached halfway through the notebook.
You breathed heavily through your nose, looking at Ellie seriously. "It's so late. We're not going to finish this tonight."
As she looked up at you, you suddenly noticed how much closer you two had moved over the course of the night. Had your thighs been touching the whole time? Has her breath always been so close it's hitting your cheek? Why did she have to smell so good?
Your own breath caught in your throat as she leaned even closer to you, placing a hand so close to your leg you could feel the fabric of her sweatshirt against her bare thigh. Almost imperceptibly, her gaze flickered down to your chest, now rapidly rising and falling.
"How set do you think I am for this stupid final?" Ellie asked seriously, a rasp in her voice either from smoke or the lowered pitch.
"You picked up on everything really well, so at least the first half I think you'll do fine."
She grabbed your left hand in both of hers, causing your breath to catch again. Her eyes flickered down again, this time lingering longer. Following her gaze, you noticed the top of your bra peeking out.
"Sorry," you said, quickly adjusting your shirt to cover it as heat spread through your body.
"No, no, you're fine. Sorry for looking," she said. You looked at her face, watching as her eyes seemed to trace the shape of your shoulders and the line of your throat.
The air thickened with tension, but you found yourself not wanting Ellie to leave yet. "So, why did you take this class anyways? If you didn't want to go?"
Finally, she met your eyes. "I need a chemistry for my major. Astronomy. I thought I would like this one, but didn't realize it was a fucking 8am when I signed up. By the time I realized I wasn't going to make it up that early it was too late to drop." She shrugged. "What about you? Big chemistry fan?"
You snorted. "Not really, but I also needed a chemistry for my major. I like the 8ams, it lets me have afternoons free to sleep. That's why I don't have a roommate--medical accommodations for fatigue or whatever." She nodded along, genuinely listening.
"Well, hopefully I don't have to retake this class. Next time there probably won't be a pretty girl willing to help me out."
You smiled at her, breathing sharply out of your nose in a laugh. "We'll see what we can do."
A beat of silence washed over you before Ellie pointed towards the pride flag on your wall with her chin. "So...are you..." She began, causing you to laugh full out this time.
"Yeah. Obviously, I'd hope, but if you're feminine people tend to assume otherwise I guess." You smiled and looked at her. "Are you?"
Ellie placed a hand on her chest. "I'm hurt you had to ask. I've been trying to flirt with you since I got your number, babe."
Oh.
"Oh."
She leaned back a little. "I can cut it out, if you want. I couldn't tell if you were into it or not."
Without giving her time to continue doubting, you sprung forward and attached your lips to hers. Threading your fingers in her hair and breathing in as you pulled back.
"So...you are into it?"
"I'm a little dense, Ellie. Don't let the color-coded notes fool you. But yes. Now that I know...I'm into it."
She smiled at you with one side of her mouth again, this time leaning forward to kiss you first. Lips opening slightly, you felt her body around yours as her hands found the bed and pushed you on to your back.
Ellie pushed her tongue gently into your mouth, settling between your legs as they fell open. As you felt her weight between your hips, you groaned a little.
Whining a little as she pulled away, your eyes fluttered shut as Ellie threaded her fingers through the hair by your ear. "Is this supposed to be my payment?" you asked, leaning into her touch.
"Shut up," she said playfully, leaning in to kiss you again. This time it was more forceful, teeth bumping against teeth as your tongues chased each other. Too focused on the overwhelming sensation of Ellie's mouth on your own, you broke the kiss to moan in surprise when you felt her knee push against your core.
Using the opportunity to trail her mouth down your cheek, to your jaw, to your neck, Ellie asked "is this okay, baby?" between kisses. You nodded before remembering she couldn't see you, instead responding with a slightly choked "yes."
In response, her lips attached right behind your ear as her teeth sunk into you and she began to suck. You groaned, bucking your hips against her knee. Kindly, she began to push it back into you, laughing into your neck as you continued whimpering.
"What?" you asked. "Why are you laughing?"
Ellie pulled away from the spot she had been working into your collarbone, meeting your eyes. "You're just so pretty. Can't believe I have you falling apart for me and I've barely touched you."
Your mouth fell open at her words, groaning. Ellie's mouth found yours again, her hands reaching for your tits over your shirt. "Can't blame me for looking at these," she said between kisses, "You look so good in this shirt."
"Take it off, then," you said. You sounded braver than you felt, your stomach doing absolute flips as the girl over you quickly complied to reveal your lacy nude bra.
"I like this," she said softly. "I want it off, though. Is that okay, pretty?" You nodded. The bra was nothing special--just comfy and the right color. If Ellie liked it, though, it was now one of your favorites.
Her mouth moved down your chin and neck to attach to your left nipple, bringing a hand to your opposite hip as she sucked and licked lightly. Your hips continued to buck against her knee, which was now stationary as you essentially rode her thigh.
Chuckling a little, Ellie looked up at you and began unbuttoning your shorts. "Knew you'd be needy. What kind of thoughts are you hiding from me?" she asked, pulling off your bottoms and panties in one go when you lifted your hips to help.
You smiled a little watching her eyes attach themselves to the spot between your legs. "What can I say?" you said. "Maybe I'm a little slutty if the right girl has me under her."
This seemed to light something in Ellie, who watched your face as she brought your face down to your pussy. Close enough to feel her breath, her eyes gleamed as she moved away from your hips chasing her.
"Please," you asked, voice breaking. "Please, Ellie."
"Guess you are a slut, huh? Begging for me already." Whatever response you had was cut off by a screaming moan as her mouth attached itself to you, immediately lapping at your clit before interspersing it with longer licks. Your legs shut around her face as your hands grabbed into her hair, pulling a little as you noticed the groan she made at the pressure.
"That feels so good, Ellie." Her motions sped up at this, and you hurriedly repeated the phrase as she focused more attention on your clit. Feeling everything tighten, you wrapped your ankles around her back as your hips lifted almost completely off the bed. Still attached to you, Ellie fully moaned as you pulled her hair and came over her face.
Whimpering softly as she pulled away, you audibly groaned when she looked up at you and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "You did so good, baby. Do you have another one in you?"
You quickly nodded, feeling words escape you. All you wanted was for her to say you did good again.
Ellie leaned into you, placing her head into the crook of your neck as her fingers ghosted lightly over your hips, stomach, and thighs. Finally, you felt them dip into the pool of wet that had collected in your cunt. Spreading the mix of saliva, cum, and arousal up to your clit and around your hole, she slowly pushed a slender finger into you. Your back arched off the bed when she began pumping it in and out, chuckling against your neck.
"Such a pretty girl. You're doing so good," she whispered. Your moans grew louder at her words and she pushed another finger in. "Good girl," she breathed, kissing your neck and jaw as she worked into you.
"Ellie," you gasped. "Ellie, please."
"What, baby?"
"Please, Ellie, please. Wanna cum."
You felt her lips quirk up against your collarbone as she added a thumb to your clit and a curl to her fingers. Quicker than you'd ever been able to get there yourself, you felt the tightening of your gut. She swallowed your moans with a sloppy kiss, gently catching your bottom lip between her teeth before soothing it with her tongue. She used her other hand to hold on to your hair at the scalp as you writhed, second orgasm shuddering through your body.
"Good girl," she said as she worked you through it. Sitting up, she wiped her fingers on your thighs before moving up up to let you rest your head on her chest. "You did so good, baby. My smart, pretty, good girl."
You whimpered a little, not prepared to speak just yet. Ellie seemed to understand and didn't push you, holding you and playing with your hair until you leaned back to smile at her.
"That was good. Thank you," you told her, leaning in for a kiss that tasted of your sweat and pussy.
Ellie broke away, moving the hand wrapped around your waist to grab something out of your back pocket. She placed it on your bare chest, tucking it between your tits.
"What do I look like, a prostitute?" you asked. "Much love to them, but..."
Ellie raised her eyebrows. "I mean, you fuck like a professional, but this is for helping me study."
You grabbed the bill and pushed it back into her pocket. "Save it for next time. We need to finish that notebook if you want to actually pass this class."
Ellie kissed the top of your head. "How does tomorrow work?"
A/N this is basically a self insert...my bad. tried to make it as inclusive to different readers as possible. let me know if there's anything I can improve on!! <3
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PART 1 OF 3.5 [PREMATURELY ENDED]
**There will be no more updates unfortunately. I've been ghosted. :(
MASSIVE TW'S: CNC, STALKING, RAPE FANTASY, ETC ETC. Basically if you are triggered by intense, dark kinks or sex, please do not read. I do not censor words.
*tagging under #repressedh0e's adventures
Aight so, I can't tell anyone else this because they'd probably call the cops lmao, but I know I can tell y'all freaksss about what happened today. Essentially, I'm being VERY marinated in a cnc stalking scenario for the very first time... Finally! And according to him, it's going to be a very slow burn for anticipation.
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So, I've been talking to this local guy for a lil bit that's very, very much into cnc just like I am (and y'all, he's a whole FOOT AND 2 INCHES taller than me, and has the biggest fucking cock I've ever seen. I'm not even lying - this man is going to rip my little, only-had-sex-with-one-person body to SHREDS). Once we both got a good vibe, we moved towards more kinky territory, talking about safe words, limits, and scenarios for when we eventually meet. He then asked me to send a single photo outside of my bedroom window, and promised he'd find me.
Intrigued, I sent it. I can see my city from my window. Beautiful, really.
But within 15 minutes, he sent me a live snap of my apartment building with the caption: Found you, princess. After losing my shit (in a good way), I confirmed it was my building, and he said he actually lives really close by.
I suspect you're in a corner apartment, 2nd or 3rd story, I'm not sure yet but I'll figure it out. I say nothing. I'm not giving any hints. I'm impressed by his perception at this point. But I am, in fact, on a corner on the 2nd story. How will you figure that out? I ask in innocent curiosity. All I get back is a 🤫 emoji.
And then, maybe 3 hours later, I get a random snap - a chat that simply says, I have a question, Isa. I told him to shoot, go ahead and ask!, and again, he simply asks:
Do you have a fan in your window?
I freak the fuck out (again, in a good way), and confirm that, um, yes... I enjoy the cold, and why do you ask?
About a second goes by, and he sends a live snap of MY 2ND STORY BEDROOM WINDOW with the caption, You can't see me, but I can see you.
How the FUCK this man was able to tell it was my window in a fully wrapped around 6 story apartment building, just by the angle of my one photo, was astounding. I was truly perplexed.
I then get another ding before I can truly wrap my brain around what was happening.
Turn your light off.
I do as I'm told.
I then receive a live video of my bedroom window, with the light shutting off.
I freak out a third time (y'all already know I'm soaking by now), but I realize I couldn't see him. There were 4 cars a little ways down the street, parked in the night. Any of them could've been him. None of them could've been him. I can't see you.. Is all I managed to type out through trembling fingers. It was so intense, and I was so turned on, I barely knew what I was saying at this point.
His response: Good. Let's keep it that way... For now.
Not long after as I'm continuing to try to look into any and every vehicle, I receive a live video. It's him stroking his massive cock in his car with the caption, You know what I want.
Y'all. When I say I about came undone, I MEAN IT. My heart is pounding, my pussy and inner thighs are both absolutely drenched. The moment is so thick with sexual tension, and I'm so entranced in it, I could've sworn I saw god at that point lmao.
But I continue looking out the window, my light still off so I can see into the night. But nothing. All is still. And finally, the car in the very front down the street slowly drives away.
About 5 minutes go by, and it feels like a lifetime, before I receive a chat: You're so close to me. I'll be watching. Waiting. Checking on you every time I go out. Stroking my cock outside your apartment until the day I can finally tear those holes apart.
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Y'all, I... have been dreaming of living out a stalking scenario since I started becoming interested in sex as a teenager. I begged my ex, and while they were into cnc, it was never like this.
Never in my life did I ever imagine these scenarios to be so intense in real life. It's so damn different when it's really happening. Intense, I use that word a lot but there's legitimately no other way to explain it. Exhilarating, even. Psychologically it fucks with you, because you truly never know when they're looking at you. He could be outside right now as I'm typing this, stroking that huge cock, thinking about raping my holes, and I genuinely wouldn't know it. And it turns me on so, so much.
I absolutely cannot wait to see what else happens. 🫣
***DISCLAIMER: yes, I'm being safe!! I've told my roommate and another good friend all about him/the entire situation and the man was of course good with that as well. I'm very willing in this situation, and incredibly aware of any red flags that could arise, pls don't worry<3***
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style - jwy (m)
pairing: wooyoung x fem!reader (interactive here)
words: 6.9k
genre: second chance romance, smut
warnings: 3rd person pov, this is 'based' on style - taylor swift, mentions of old hollywood movies (please watch them bc they're super good), smut with biting, thigh riding, oral (m and f), not my best work but give me a chance pls
a/n: i was supposed to post this on his bday, but i was at taylor's concert and lmao i kind of got depressed after and hated everything i wrote. this is my debut with ateez so i wanted it to be perfect, but inspiration just fucked me up and i decided to post it anyway since it's been too long already :(
Jung Wooyoung remembered it all too well. He remembered how the delicate musky sandalwood of her signature perfume made his heart tug whenever she was near, the way his stomach flipped when their eyes met, and how his fingers always itched to be touching hers.
Autumns and winters were always the worst.
He could hear all the lines of Rebecca (1940), one of her favourite movies, whenever someone tried to make small talk with him about the weather.
‘Most girls will give their eyes for a chance to see Monte.’
Clenching his jaw, he locked his phone and tossed it aside, trying to digest the fact he was the one who took that damn picture and she decided to post it just when it had been two months since they las saw each other. Not that she was as considerate as to block him so he wouldn’t spend hours on her social media, feeding on any crumble of appearance she dignified her followers with.
Y/N was petty like that.
She didn’t block him, no. She muted him and vanished from his life, but she didn’t give him the pleasure of not having to erase her from his world. If he wanted her truly gone, then he had to do it himself… Which, of course, proved to be a failure.
Because he didn’t want her gone. He tried moving on, only it didn’t work.
Wooyoung wondered if she also thought they made a huge mistake.
Turning his streaming service on, he searched for another one of her 40’s TOP5. Clicking on ‘The Shop Around the Corner (1940)’, the Old Fashioned tasted way bitter on his tongue than it should.
With a condescending sigh, he relaxed against his couch, and waited for Klara Novak (played by Margarete Sullavan) and Alfred Kralik (James Stweart – not surprisingly, one of Y/N’s favourite actors) to engage in their enemies to lovers plot as if he didn’t see that damn movie a thousand times already. Only this time, like others during this year apart, she wasn’t around to swoon over any minor interaction and to almost beam in happiness when Mr. Kralik said:
‘Take me out of my envelope and kiss me.’
Oh, there he went again… Quoting old movies like it was part of his personality.
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A month later
Y/N dried her hair and breathed in the woody scent of her haircare products – a tiny bit of her heart warming at the thought of Wooyoung. He used to love how she smelled.
“Are you ready, sis?” Jongho knocked at her bedroom door.
“Not even close! You can go first, I’ll tag along later.” She yelled back.
“I’ll wait, no problem. I’m afraid I’ll ruin the surprise by mistake.”
“You just wanna make sure you don’t miss his shocked face when he sees me.” She giggled.
“You know me too well.” He sighed in feigned despair. “But do hurry up, please.”
“I’ll try.”
Y/N couldn’t rush everything. She wanted to look so good Wooyoung would almost faint as soon as his eyes laid on her. Not that she wouldn’t almost faint either… Just the perspective of being at the same place he was made her throat dry.
She missed him in ways she never missed anyone else before.
Deciding on the black dress, she admitted that the fact that he loved that colour made her like it even more. The small slit that drew up her right thigh would also catch his attention, and she couldn’t wait to have it all for herself. Her jewellery were ones he gave her over her birthdays, just to poke at their own stupid game. She didn’t spend much time on make-up, choosing to remain simple and classic – eyeliner and red lipstick… Which Wooyoung also liked.
Most men hated being smudged with lip tint, but he adored it.
The first person she saw was Seonghwa. With one of the prettiest smiles that graced humanity, the tall and handsome man approached her with open arms.
“Isn’t this the greatest surprise ever?!” He chuckled, kissing her cheek.
“Glad you like it,” She hugged him tight. “Because I’m back for good.”
“Oh.” Although subtle, Hwa’s smile faltered slightly.
“What?” She frowned.
“Does everyone know you’re back?”
“As of now, just Jjong and you.”
“Right. Makes sense.” He muttered to himself, doing his best not to look over his shoulder. It would be heart wrenching to let Y/N see Wooyoung with his date first thing inside the party.
Of course, she would eventually meet them… There was no way his friend would be as crass as leaving the girl alone because his ex (and the woman he was still in love with) was back in town. Wooyoung could be a little impulsive, but he had manners. And Y/N probably wouldn’t get that hurt from it, but she’d get hurt, nonetheless.
“What makes sense?”
“Oh, the fact that the boys were so quiet. If they knew you were coming, they’d be hyped as fuck.” It wasn’t even a lie, just not exactly the truth. “Let’s grab you a drink and get going, then.”
Hwa’s smile was slightly off, but she didn’t point it out.
Ordering her standard autumn/winter drink – French Connection –, Y/N relaxed against the bar stool. Jongho was nowhere to be seen, which made her a bit insecure. Things were always bit easier when her brother was next to her.
“So, what else is new? How are you guys doing?”
She was fishing for information, obviously. She couldn’t directly ask about Wooyoung because her friends didn’t know they secretly met in Monaco more often than not.
In her defence, the first time happened rather unexpectedly, and it led to a second, and a third… By the fourth, they decided it was better to pretend every time was an accident and keep their friends out of it. Wooyoung normally wouldn’t be this good keeping secrets, however, something in him had shifted. His boyish air had vanished almost completely, leaving his wicked jaw and sharp eyes without the warmth he once carried within him.
He walked with confidence, still. Nonetheless, every move seemed calculated, controlled. The carefree Jung Wooyoung she loved was swept by the future CEO Jung. And while she looked at Seonghwa, she wondered if he had noticed that too.
“We’re fine… We’ll probably be even better with you around now.”
“I hope so.” she grinned as the bartender handed her a glass. “Oh, thank you. Where are the lads? I want to see them. Is everyone here? Hongjoong too?”
With a sigh, he held her hand. “Listen, darling, I’ve something to tell you.”
“Go on.”
“Woo… Wooyoung came here with a girl.”
For a second, Y/N felt the air burning her lungs at the same time someone punched her stomach. Well, she supposed he wouldn’t stay single forever… However, the fact that she had to witness it three months after meeting him was too sour and pitiful. “Oh, I see.” Her voice came out crooked.
“It’s nothing serious, I’m sure. Just a date for the party.” Hwa squeezed her fingers tenderly. “You know he’s still as much in love with you as you are with him.”
But before she could react to his words, her attention laid on the man in question: dressed in a black three-piece suit, his dark long hair was slicked back, only some bangs’ locks falling off from the gel hairstyle. Y/N clenched her jaw, heart thumping so fast she was sure everyone could hear it. Luckily, there was no girl next to him, only her friends.
“Shall we go greet them?” With a haughty pose, one that differed completely from what she felt inside, she tugged at Hwa’s arm, dragging him towards their group.
In slow motion, Wooyoung watched Y/N approach him. When their eyes met, the party seemed to disappear, only the two of them in the ballroom. His fingers flexed on the Old Fashioned glass, demanding a lot of self-control as not to rush to her, hug her tight and kiss her senseless. He couldn’t do that for a thousand reasons, but the impulse was almost cruel.
He still loved her.
He was afraid he’d always love her.
“Long time no see, Wooyoung.” Her smirk was subtle, and there was a twinkle of mirth in her beautiful orbs. The playful tone was laced with politeness, but he knew her all too well.
As if they didn’t see each other a month ago in Monaco, he breathed slowly, letting his lips stretch and mimic hers. “Long time no see, Y/N.”
Straightening her back, her suave pose disappeared as a girl’s hand rolled around his forearm. Then, the jest was replaced by possessiveness, gaze darkening. Jealousy was the lousiest bitch.
“Oh, hello! I’m Lia.”
Well, at least that didn’t come accompanied by ‘His girlfriend���.
“Enchanted. I’m Y/N Choi.”
And since the girl didn’t react at the sound of her name, Y/N supposed she was rather new there. Lia was new enough to not know about her, and wouldn’t stick around enough to do so.
“I can’t believe she’s back!” Hongjoong celebrated, a huge grin on his face and open arms.
“I’m back, Joong.” She agreed, hugging him. “Back for good!”
“That’s awesome!”
“Were you living abroad?” Lia questioned, curious.
Y/N sipped on her drink, cocking her head to the side. “I wouldn’t call it ‘living’, but you could say that, yeah.” It was more like ‘suffering while trying to pretend everything was fine’.
“Why, though?” The quip came from Wooyoung. His eyes were glinting with a mix of grudge and challenge. “I thought you’ve always wanted to move abroad.”
“Where did you live? Europe? The USA?” Lia butted in.
“I spent some time between London and Monaco.”
“Oh my God! Monaco must’ve been a dream! I’ve heard there are some cute guys there, and rich too. Did you meet any? Are they really handsome?”
Y/N chuckled, feeling rather silly for being jealous of that girl. No one would dare to talk about crushes and money in front of a potential boyfriend, so that meant Lia felt nothing for Wooyoung, right? “Oh, I wasn’t feeling like… Meeting new people there.”
Which wasn’t exactly a lie. Why meet any boy if her heart was still set on her ex? Why pretend she could replace him with another rich dude?
She couldn’t, it was pointless.
Not when Monaco screamed them. If she was Taylor Swift, ‘Cornelia Street’ would be called ‘Monte Carlo’. And like Taylor said on her lyrics, Y/N couldn’t walk around any corner of the small principality without being reminded of Jung Wooyoung.
It didn’t help that, although breaking up, they engaged in secret rendezvous more often than not… And each reunion just proved her how any other men paled in comparison to him. It was ridiculous to have an ‘affair’ with her own ex-boyfriend; she always condemned people that broke up and still kept hooking up with each other… Until it happened to her.
To be quite honest, the reason they broke up wasn’t exactly because of bad behaviour. There wasn’t cheating, nor deceiving. They didn’t fall out of love, either – in fact, Y/N was sure she loved him even more with each month apart. However, love alone wasn’t enough to calm her restless mind, and he too seemed eager for… Well, she didn’t know?! Things were just different. The weight of responsibilities and the need to make something, any difference in the world drove them apart.
Wooyoung was taking his position in his father’s business, and Y/N had no idea of what to do with her life (again). She acknowledged her timing was shitty, for he needed something concrete to hold onto while everything changed… But… She was afraid of not being good enough for him. He was becoming the Business Prince he was born to be, and she… She was just the shallow heiress with nothing important on her ‘life curriculum’ that the media thought her to be.
Then, London seemed a good escape.
It was a familiar place, offering her some comfort. Not warm and soothing like Wooyoung’s presence in her existence, but enough to keep her going.
She occupied her mind with a Master’s degree in Creative Writing, and when it was over, she had the overwhelming desire to call Wooyoung and tell him she finally did something about those 68 stories she wrote throughout her writing life.
Now, they were face to face and she didn’t know what to exactly say.
“Right…” Jongho intervened. “Big sis, we should greet some people now.”
And like smoke, Y/N disappeared from his sight for the next hour.
Ordering his third Old Fashioned, Wooyoung recognised the almond-shaped red nails, especially the black onyx ring on her middle finger.
“A Death in The Afternoon, please.” She smiled at the bartender.
“No French Connection?” He looked at her.
“Summer habits die hard.”
“I thought you preferred winter.”
“Any champagne of preference, miss?” The man asked Y/N.
“Veuve Clicquot.” They answered at the same time.
She sighed, biting a faux grin and playing with the gold band on her finger. “I see we still have some stuff in common… Does your date like signet rings?”
Wooyoung was wearing his black onyx signet ring… Y/N’s one twin.
“I’ve no idea; never asked her.” His eyes traced her neck. “No pearls?”
“Not with black satin.” She quoted Rebecca (1940), heart thumping with expectation.
“I thought it was never wearing neither one nor the other.”
Thank God he still remembered the movie!
“You can’t blame me for loving pearls and black satin, I look divine in them.” She jested, flicking her hair in a haughty way. “So, I try not to wear them together.”
Ogling her from head to toe, Wooyoung’s grin was one of a panther, although he felt his stomach tightening and the annoying dryness of his throat. “Cheers to that. You do look divine.”
“Thank you. I put a lot of effort in this.”
“It wasn’t needed. You look good in anything.” ‘Even better if stark naked’, but he obviously wouldn’t say that. Before he could comment on something else, his drink arrived. “Thanks, lad.” Turning to her once more, he kept grinning, although less sincerely. “So, see you around, Y/N.”
“Wait.” She called out before she could stop herself. He just raised his eyebrow, like he used to do whenever giving someone his initial attention. “I was hoping we could talk about my being back home… At some point this weekend, maybe?! Are you free?”
“I’ll be free after the party, if you want.”
“Well, don’t you have other plans with your date?”
“I don’t and you already know it.”
“Why did you invite her?”
“I couldn’t just invite you, could I?” He retorted.
Her jaw clenched, swallowing the apologise. They were in public, not the right place to discuss their relationship. “Text me when you’re ready, and we can meet up.”
“Alright.”
“See you later, then, Woo.”
“See ya, Y/N.”
Wooyoung still lived in the same penthouse. It was painful sometimes, for the whole place had a bit of Y/N in it. He kept their photographs, kept the clothes she left behind, kept everything he could. It wasn’t his wisest decision, however, breaking up with her wasn’t one of them either.
And now she was back.
She was back and wanted to talk about it.
Now, way past three in the morning, he wasn’t drunk, but had the weirdest taste on his mouth – something like hope. His heart was beating heavily against his chest, and he couldn’t wait to smell her again. To touch her, kiss her, set every emotion free.
Dragging himself to the mirror of the entrance hall, he combed his hair with his fingers and smoothed out his shirt, opening two buttons just because.
At the sound of the doorbell, he took a deep breath and straightened his back.
“Well…”
The small, almost timid smile Y/N gave him was enough to make his knees wobble.
“Hi there… Uh…” She opened her arms. “Here I am.”
With a chuckle, one that made her eyes water a bit, for it resembled the Old Wooyoung so much, he let his body cage hers, holding her in a tight hug.
Wooyoung always gave the best hugs.
“Hi there, love.” His voice was slightly raspy, quite full of emotion, the nickname slipping past his tongue before he had any chance to keep it locked.
They remained there for a minute or two, feeding on each other’s presence and feeling each other’s warmth as if the sun was finally out after a fortnight-long storm.
“I’m back, Woo.” She said against his torso. “I’m back for good now.”
“And what does it mean?”
Y/N knew he wanted to hear her exact words, even though he already knew why she was there. And, because she loved him so, she didn’t have any problem laying her chest bare for him.
“It means I’m sorry I backed off when you needed support. Sorry I freaked out and thought lowly of me, and ended up hurting you… Hurting us in the process.” She put some distance between them, trying to be as honest as possible. “All this time apart proved to me that you’re my only one and I was really dumb for thinking I could ever move on from you.” She offered him a shy smile. “I wanted to be worthy of you, but I didn’t understand I could do that while being with you. My mind and insecurities blinded me, and I ran away. I hurt you deeply, and I’m so very sorry.”
Wooyoung nodded, face serious.
“You did hurt me.” He agreed. “I wondered what had happened, why you stopped loving me.”
“I didn’t.”
“This was clear by our second meeting in Monaco.” His grin was slightly off. “But it angered me that, although we kept seeing each other, you never suggested for us to get back together.”
“I still thought you deserved better.”
“Well, turns out I’m the one who gets to decide who or what is good for me, Y/N. And you were it.” He noticed how her expression dropped, probably due to the use of past tense. And Wooyoung had learned to be cruel to others, his job required him to be cold and controlled, but he could never be like that with Y/N. “And you still are, even though you hurt me.” Her beautiful eyes stared at his, hopeful. “When I saw you at the party tonight, the world slowed down. It’s no use pretending I don’t miss you and I don’t love you; we’re old enough to stop playing these games now. It was alright when you were in Europe, but now you’re back, and I’m not in the mood for halves. So, it’s either all of it, or nothing at all. It’s either starting over together, or ending everything.”
She didn’t hesitate, despite the ultimatum. “I want to start over. I want to be with you.”
“So no running away whenever things get difficult, nor making assumptions, ok?! I’m not one of giving second chances, Y/N.” He warned. “And I’m not interested in having my heart broken again. I hate being like this, hate being sceptical and cold. This isn’t me.”
Y/N nodded. “I won't let my insecurities and paranoia hurt you again.”
“You can talk to me, you know? I want to make you happy, see you happy. If things get hard, I’m more than honoured to be your safe-haven… You don’t have to move to fucking Europe to sort it out.” He rolled his eyes, sounding more like the Wooyoung he once was.
“Want me to pinkie-promise?” She stuck her pinkie out, grinning.
“God, how I’ve missed your inability to take things serious!”
“Hey! I’m mature now.”
“Nah,” He shook his head, one hand cupping her cheek. “You’re mine now.”
“I’ve been yours the whole time, and I don’t plan on running away ever again.”
“Thank God.” Wooyoung whispered against her lips, starting a searing kiss.
Y/N relished in his lips, fingers threading in his dark locks. He tasted like Old Fashioned and home; he felt like the rays of sunshine on a spring day; he smelled like the best mix of spiciness and man. She couldn’t get enough of him, and it was pointless trying to pretend so.
“Woo, I…” Her voice was breathy, conflicted.
“You…?” He frowned, brown eyes fixed on hers. “Should I stop?”
“No, don’t!” She sighed. “It’s just… I don’t know if… There’s something I need to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“I…” Well, they’d agreed to be back together, right? It was better getting it off her chest quickly, so he wouldn’t doubt her later on. “I love you.”
With an easy smile, one that obviously didn’t mirror the flood of emotions, Wooyoung kissed her urgently, again. She sighed against his mouth, tongue quickly searching for his before she lost her last thinking brain cell. It didn’t take more than a minute before a cheeky and feminine hand found its way down his torso, tracing with pointy nails from his belly to his crotch. Wooyoung pulled at her hair, pushing her face upwards and changing their kiss angle, then, he groped her ass, relishing on the feeling of her plump bottom and the luxurious velvet of her dress.
Y/N gasped for air, pressing sloppy kisses on his jaw and neck. She gave him small bites, sucking on his skin and mirroring how she would do on more private areas. She untucked his shirt off his trousers and fumbled with his belt, patience running thin.
Why the fuck was he wearing a belt, in the first place?!
“Don’t you dare getting on your knees now.” He warned, predicting her actions.
“Pardon?” She hesitated.
“I’ll come so fast if you give me a blowjob, we’ll lose all the fun.” There was an adorable blush on his cheeks, despite his mockery tone and bossy warning before.
Her heart tugged at the sight.
“Then we do need a new approach, for I was really hoping to choke on your cum as soon as possible.” Now it was her turn to say something obscene with flushed cheeks.
“May I choke on yours first?” He offered, a smirk growing on his lips.
“By all means.” Y/N giggled, shaking her head in agreement.
Wooyoung pushed her against the wall, eyeing her for a brief second before stealing another kiss. At every stroke of his tongue there was a silent promise; he tried to pour both love and lust in it. Then, he got on his knees, pushing her dress upwards and revealing her legs. Y/N helped him by holding on the skirts, bunching the fabric up next to her waist. She felt his hands on her feet, undoing her shoes, then they were on shins, tickling their way to her thighs until they rested on her bum, kneading at the flesh in pure hunger.
Wooyoung kissed her lower stomach, nibbling lightly at her smooth skin. “I’ve missed you so much.” He murmured against her, grip tightening.
“I’ve missed you too.”
“But I’ve missed you more.”
“Is this a competition?” She eyed him in defiance.
“What if it is?!”
Y/N chuckled, combing his hair out of his forehead.
“Then I won.”
“I don’t think so.” Wooyoung touched her panties, his thumb drawing small circles right on her core. He kissed her right there, his tongue swiping up and down the lace and its warmth travelling through the fabric, making her shiver. “You better hold onto my shoulders, love.”
Y/N moaned loudly, feeling her legs bend a bit and skin tingle. She quickly took her dress off and tossed it aside; getting drunk in the way Wooyoung’s eyes sparkled as he looked up, hypnotised by her boobs. She rested her head against the wall with a loud thud, but pain was the last thing on her mind. Slowly, he rolled her undergarments down and launched his mouth on her, sucking and licking in lazy strokes like those that he knew would drive her insane. His touch, his kisses, his presence… She beamed in joy at the sight of him, and she would regret every second of their breakup because it was a waste of time for both of them. As for Wooyoung, he knew no other woman would compare to her; no one else fitted him as Y/N did.
She tugged at his hair, forcing her hips down to create a bit more friction. His short nails scratched her thighs, bringing her even closer. Normally, she would prefer to lay, but there was something rather wicked about that position, especially knowing that they were by the door… It didn’t matter he lived in the penthouse, she wondered if people on the other floors could listen.
His heart fluttered as she came, the most wicked and lustful moan of his name coming from her lips. Y/N felt gooey, her legs begging for buckling down and resting anywhere… Preferable on a bed… However, Wooyoung seemed to have other plans.
Tugging her by the hand, he brought her to the nearest chair in his living room and sat down with her nestled on his lap. He kissed her jaw, delicately biting at the flesh.
“Ride my thigh, love.” He murmured against her chin. It sounded like a suggestion, but Y/N understood the meaning: an order.
“While you’re wearing trousers?”
“Mm-hm.” He shook his head in agreement, finger pads pinching one of her nipples.
“Won’t it stain?”
Wooyoung’s eyes flew back to hers, a mockery gleam fighting its way beyond the lust.
“Are you trying to gain yourself some minutes?”
Busted.
Ugh, how she hated him for knowing her so well!
“I’m just thinking about how embarrassing it’ll be for those doing your laundry.”
“I’ll do it instead.”
“You? Doing the laundry?!” Y/N grinned in pure jest. “Jung Wooyoung, part-time millionaire and part-time CEO, doing housework?!”
“Full-time millionaire and full-time love of your life, as decided minutes ago.”
“What an amazing career.”
“You just gotta focus on what you do best.” He shrugged, putting on a serious expression though his voice was soft, cheerful even.
“Well, God help me, for you do that perfectly.”
Y/N kissed him, shivering when his arms rounded her waist to pull her closer to his crotch.
“Ride my thigh, Y/N.” Wooyoung said again.
Her eyes flew shut after listening to her name falling from his lips. Promptly, she moved, straddling his leg and rocking her hips against his pants. One of Wooyoung’s hands groped on her ass while the other went up, scratching her ribs on the way to her boobs. His head dipped down, tongue darting around the bud, licking and sucking it as he felt her body tensing.
“It’s too much.” She moaned.
He paid her no mind, keeping the assault until she started trembling.
“Can’t you take it?” He rasped against her collarbones. “Can’t you do it for me?”
Y/N gulped, mouth dry and heart beating so fast she was sure Wooyoung could hear it. She was also sure he knew she would do whatever he wanted as long as he kept making her feel good, so she just went back on grinding on his thigh without answering directly to his question. Besides, words escaped her as her second orgasm approached.
“Fuck, love, you’re fascinating.” it came out breathy, Wooyoung’s teeth sinking onto her shoulder. He felt the spot next to his knee wet, noticed her hips losing strength speed.
It was the second bite that undid her truly. She shook, nails leaving red lines on his backs and arms tightening around his neck, bringing him even closer. Then she collapsed against him, panting. Wooyoung peppered kisses around her jaw, smoothing her hair and praising her for being the best of girls, for obeying him and cumming again.
“Wooyoung,” Y/N croaked. “I’ve made a mess of your trousers.”
“It’s ok, love. We’ll take it off.” He smiled softly. “Are your legs working?”
“Barely, but I can try to stand up.”
“No, no, no. I’ll just put you...” He murmured while pushing her to the side and standing up himself, leaving her on the chair. “See? I’ll take it off.”
“Oh, no, wait!” Y/N slapped his hand. “Let me do this.”
Fuck, he could cum on the spot. She really was at his house, the living room’s dim light casting over her while she fumbled with his trousers, and it downed on Wooyoung that she was back.
And she still loved him.
And they were together again.
“Here, sit down, you’re making me uncomfortable.” She gestured, getting on her feet too.
Oh, damn, he knew where that was going.
“What did I tell you about getting on your knees?”
“You choked on my cum already, now it’s my turn. Be fair!” Y/N pouted.
Wooyoung blinked slowly, taking a deep breath.
“Oh, God, the things I wanna do to you.” His thumb caressed her bottom lip. Soon, he forced it in, attentively staring at her mouth while she sucked it inside, cheeks hollowing. “Please, if you could do the same to my dick, I would…”
“It’ll be a pleasure.” Y/N chuckled, bringing his hand to full view and tracing her tongue on the tip of his finger. His chestnut eyes were a shade darker, pupils blown open.
“All mine, I guarantee.”
But before she could dive in, a familiar ringtone erupted from the floor, his trousers vibrating at the rhythm. It startled them, though Y/N’s reaction was only a small grin whereas Wooyoung’s was an annoyed grunt, cussing in a low voice.
“Maybe you should pick it up?”
“Absolutely not.” He refused to move and spoil the moment. His dick was hard, he finally had her back and between his legs (ready to suck the soul out of him)… He waited more than a fucking year for that, whoever called could damn wait too.
“What if it’s important?”
“There’s nothing more important than your pretty mouth around my cock, love.”
“But…”
“On your knees, darling.”
She gulped, slightly annoyed by the fact he could change the mood with only one phrase. It never failed to surprise how much effect he had on her.
Trying not to let his temper rise, Y/N went back between his legs. She caressed his thighs, nails trailing them slightly. Then, she went up, unbuttoning his shirt while he glanced at her with a hunger in his eyes. She pushed off his shirt, being awarded with the sight of his tattoo. Hands palming his torso, she mapped his skin, tracing the Latin phrase, wanting nothing more than to eat him open. She licked her lips, heart thumping loudly against her ribcage.
“Why are you staring?” He wondered. “Do I look too tempting?” He jested.
“Yes.” She didn’t hesitate. “Delicious as fuck and all mine.”
“I like how it sounds.” Wooyoung dipped his head down, pecking her lips. “And you’re all mine.”
“Always have been.” She agreed.
His stomach churned at the gleam of lust in her beautiful eyes. “Suck.”
The order came out simple and serious, a bit like the new Wooyoung he was.
Y/N’s hands found purchase on his thighs, the very ones she rode a while ago. Well, she was already in the rain… Let it all get wet.
Literally.
She gathered some saliva, palming his dick and spitting right on its head. Wooyoung breathed audibly, chest rising in a lungful expanse. Y/N moved her hand on him, spreading her spit and hearing his quiet moan. With a grin, she closed her eyes and sank down on his shaft, tongue circling the tip and tasting the salty pre-cum.
“Fuck.” He groaned.
She wasn’t that good with having dicks on her throat, always gagging and getting teary eyed, but this time she wanted to surprise him. She wanted to make him feel as marvellous as she felt during her two orgasms. Hence, she watched her breathing and swallowed him deeper. Wooyoung said something through gritted teeth, a hand flying to her hair and holding her head in place. Y/N hollowed her cheeks, bobbing up and down for a brief minute, forcing the movement against Wooyoung’s command. His hips bucked, making his cock hit her throat and she feel the burn in her eyes, tears coming almost automatically.
“Fuck, love, you’re gonna…”
He was cut mid-sentence by her gaze and thought he would explode. If there was anything hotter than her sucking him off and his cock was gagging her… Wooyoung didn’t really want to know. He honestly wouldn’t survive it.
Y/N repeated the motion, then she backed off with a gasp, drooling all over him. His hands were shaking, making him slightly embarrassed.
“Don’t stop even if I gag.” She ordered.
“Ugh, the things I wanna do to you, darling…”
“It’ll have to wait a bit.” She kept her fingers busy, caressing him while she took a breath.
Then, Wooyoung watched, mesmerised, Y/N’s wickedness take control: she turned her attention to his balls, licking it up and nibbling at the sensitive skin like he used to do with her clit. Words escaped him, so all he did was let out a raspy moan, tightening his grip on her hair.
Her tongue swirled around his shaft and she swallowed him again, tilting her head slightly so he could start fucking her mouth. He caught on her idea and adjusted his position, moving his hips smoothly, testing the angle. Y/N gagged once again, because that way he hit a spot too close to her throat, and although it was a bit uncomfortable, she couldn’t be hornier. Just tasting him and hearing him moan, knowing it was her own doing… It made her all wet and desperate. Glancing up, she locked eyes with Wooyoung – he looked hypnotised, almost drunk on the scene… On her.
It was all so erotic, so lustful, so right. He couldn’t tear his gaze as his dick disappeared on her plump lips, accepting all of him in as if she was born to suck him off, as if she was starving for it.
“Can I cum in your mouth, love?” He asked, wiping a small tear from her eye, his thumb caressing her cheekbone while he kept thrusting inside. “Or should I cum in your pussy?”
She whimpered, doing her best to shake her head positively, nails clawing at his thighs for support. Her knees were starting to hurt, legs sore and quite numb, but she really wanted to taste him before they properly fucked.
At her consent, Wooyoung’s mind clouded, Y/N being the only thought echoing. He shivered, the orgasm hitting so strong his belly clenched and his toes curled; he spilled inside her mouth, a deep, sexy groan erupting from his own.
Y/N swallowed and wiped her mouth, climbing his legs and sitting on his lap. She caressed his face, drawing all of his angles and mapping them on her mind once again.
“I love you.” She whispered next to his ear. “And I intend to make it up to you every day.”
“You’re a fucking minx.” Wooyoung murmured, a small smile reaching his mouth.
“Full-time minx?” She joked.
“Yeah. And full-time love of my life, so don’t fret.”
“Good.” Y/N stole a peck. “Good.”
They kissed in a lazy, tooth-aching romantic dance. He could taste himself on her tongue, and it was addictive, making him want to ravish her on the spot.
Then, after catching some breath and regaining more strength, Wooyoung hooked his arms around her legs and stood up, grinning at her wide eyes and high-pitched yelp.
“Hold tight, love. We’re going to the couch.”
“You should’ve said that before.” She giggled.
Wooyoung moved as if he was used to carry her all the time. Laying her down, he hovered over her, kissing her once more. This time, it was sloppy, teeth clashing as they touched each other all over – Y/N’s sharp nails digging at his back, leaving red lines on its length, while he groped at her thighs and ass, letting her wet pussy grind against his stomach and hips. She moaned, breaking the kiss and bending her head backwards when she felt his touch creeping down, stopping right at her core. Wooyoung didn’t mind it, kissing her neck instead, and plunging two fingers inside her, moving them slowly.
“Oh, fuck.” Y/N cursed. “Please, Woo, please.”
“What are you begging for, love?” He chuckled, eyes sparkling with mirth and lust, heart beating a bit too fast at her desperation, at the fact that she was his again.
“You.” Her teeth tucked his bottom lip at the same time she tugged at his hair, her pupils blown wide, hungry and desperate for anything he could give her. “Always for you.”
“But I’m already yours, Y/N.”
“But I want more. I want everything, Woo.”
“Your wish is my command, darling.” Setting his fingers free, it was time to fuck her properly.
He thrusted, finally linking their bodies. She hugged him, nails digging onto his back and leaving crescent marks; her legs pulled him even closer. His cock twitched, being devoured by her tight cunt. Wooyoung couldn’t even control his own muscles, so eager for his own release and to make Y/N feel good, like she deserved after repenting.
They were so focused on each other that every movement felt calculated, synchronised. Where she went, he followed, and vice-versa. His belly tensed up when one of her hands held his ass, groping at it while she let out a low, sexy laugh.
“You fucking minx.”
“It’s mine to touch,” She pouted, bathed in feminine power. “All mine.”
Something switched in his demeanour and Y/N gasped in surprise as he pulled her arms up, a strong hand blocking them from moving.
“Well, you’re all mine too. Mine to touch,” He brought another hand up, fingers intertwining with hers. “Mine to kiss,” A hungry, wet kiss stolen. “Mine to please,” His pace quickened, cock throbbing while she clenched around it. “Mine to…”
Love.
He growled, combusting in emotions. Y/N seemed to understand, because her eyes shone in a warm, romantic gleam. She got teary, pleasure so unbearable, so suffocating her body couldn’t take it anymore. She was still sensitive from the other orgasm, which made this one stronger, more devastating. Gripping at Wooyoung’s hands, she found in him her safe-haven.
Feeling her clenching around him just made his dick harder, and he was surprised at the fact… Normally he had to rest a bit before he went from one orgasm to another. Sitting up, Wooyoung hugged her by the waist, bringing her body closer, letting her nipples grind against his torso as she rocked against him in a steady speed. Bouncing, Y/N created enough friction and Wooyoung moved to match her speed, their muffled moans paired up with their hips colliding were the only noises echoing in the room.
They kissed again, messily and hungrily. She held him with such strength, anchoring on him as if her life depended on that. It was intense and raw, her body subconsciously trying to conquer his, claim his as hers… Although she didn’t need that anymore. He wouldn’t belong to anyone else… He didn’t want to. It was Y/N from the beginning.
“I’ll probably leave some red marks on your shoulders…”
“It’s ok.” He kissed her jaw, muffling another moan.
At each sharp and fast thrust, at each moan and kiss, they got further lost on each other. His dick twitched in earnest, feeling her so snug and wet around him. Y/N trembled at the breath denial, causing her stomach to tighten in delight. Wooyoung felt his body giving up and cursed low, unable to hold back anymore.
“Love…” He rasped. “Are you with me?”
Her teary eyes were enough answer. Wooyoung wanted to say a couple dirty things, however, the grip she had on his cock robbed him his sanity, so he just plunged on her violently, guiding both of them to the climax. Y/N shook from head to toe, moaning his name like a prayer and squeezing him like she had claws. He bit on her shoulder again because he knew she loved that. His fingers dug into her skin, also leaving marks.
The only noises were their panting. He rested his face against her neck, giving it small bites and kisses. Playing with his dark, long locks, Y/N sighed in contempt. How could she think it was possible to be happy without him when she was only happy with him, because of him?!
“Why?” She heard his muffled voice.
“What?”
“Why are you sighing?” He moved slightly, so they could look at each other.
“Just because.”
“Perhaps because you’re in your favourite place in the world with your favourite person?”
She couldn’t help but chuckle. “God, you’re so conceited!” Slightly tugging at his hair, she shook his head a bit. “My favourite place is Monaco.”
“This still makes me your favourite person.” He grinned.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” Playfully rolling her eyes, she pouted.
“I’m not tired at all. I suggest we grab a bottle of Veuve Clicquot and celebrate a bit more, hm?”
“Will you help me remove my make-up first?”
“Of course, it’s classic Y/N-Wooyoung behaviour.”
She smiled, knowing that everything would be alright again.
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GIRL THE WAY ID BE THROWING UP IF I GOT THAT MESSAGE 😭😭 LIKE WDYM "COME OUT"?? no hello how are you jus straight to the point
well let’s see what tae has to say!
i’ve been brainstorming this lore since like the 2nd or 3rd drabble. it’s rlly sad guys. i just love angst too much. you have been WARNED. i took out some of it bc to me it was a little too much lmao. a little too dark. the too dark stuff might come back later. its just details. so yeah. i took out a bit of the sadness but its still sad. uve been warned.
going to sleep right after this so scream at me all u want. 😘
taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #18
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‘Come out’
COME OUT
worry is already bubbling up the back of your throat
you turn to jungkook. “what the fuck do i do?”
“calm down,” he whispers, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “pretend you’re asleep.”
you shake your head. “that’s gonna make it more obvious. what if he comes all the way here and continues to try and wake us up and then he’ll see the state of this damn tent when we open up?” you say while sliding on your shoes
jungkook clicks his tongue as he contemplates. “alright, whatever you do, just don’t admit, alright? we’re not exactly in an area where we have hospitals and stuff.”
you nod to what he’s saying but his last words snap you out of it
???
your heart is already starting to beat quicker than it should
“hospital??? why a hospital??? you think he’s gonna get violent?”
he shakes his head. “i’m not explicitly saying that, i’m just saying someone could get hurt whether that’s through a fight or by accident. like he could get angry and trip or hit something with his fist. we don’t exactly have anything here to take care of him.”
you blink at him for a few moments as you start tugging your pants back up and try to fix your hair
he’s so?? calm about that
he knows tae would be angry and try to fight him but he’s calm to keep you calm
:(
he adds, “just calm down, okay? i’ll be near if you need me.”
you shake your head. “no, you need to stay far away from me when i’m talking to taehyung.” you start to unzip the tent and glance back at him
just in time to watch him yank his condom off
ugh gross
you groan, “what are you going to do with that thing!!!”
“i don’t know!!! what am i supposed to do????”
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
at least he’s funny 😭😭
“y/n,” he calls out to you before you exit the tent
you turn to look at him over your shoulder
“just breathe.”
the words are so insignificant
but in this moment
they mean so much
you nod your head. you slowly crawl out and look around, the only thing that has some light is the campfire but if you squint
you see tae’s silhouette by the campfire
you take a deep breath
you can do this
you can do this.
you slowly walk up to him, watching as his figure becomes bigger and bigger until he looks up at you
“hey,” you quietly say
your hands are sweating like fucking crazy
“hey.” he rises to his feet. “come,” he says as he starts walking away from the campfire
and
away from civilians…..
where is he taking you??
why are you so nervous
just calm down
don’t get it wrong though
you’re not scared of tae, never will be
on the contrary actually he’s your home
but the tension is weird.
you quietly follow him
“where are we going?” you quietly ask
the crunching of the branches underneath your feet and the sounds of beetles making noise fill up your ears
he replies, “somewhere private, obviously.”
what the hell
what the HELL?
what’s up with him
WHAT IS GOING ON
everyone’s asleep? why would u need privacy
now you’re starting to get scared
not of him but of what he has to say
fuck
your heart is beating out of control
just breathe. breathe. jungkook said to breathe.
tae stops near the open road, leaning against a tree
you look at him confused
you start, “sooo… what did you want to talk about?”
he crosses his arms.
as if you’re supposed to know
you frown
huh???
what is going on?
fuck
have you and jungkook been too obvious after all?
you manage to collect yourself and ask, “what?”
he pinches his brows together. “jungkook.”
heart
freefalls to your feet
oh shit
oh no
oh no
“what about him?” you try to sound casual
he tilts his head to the side. “did you forget? i was going to tell you about him.”
?
wait
oh shit
oh he’s talking about
jungkook being sensitive???? going through a lot??
OH PHEWWWWW
Holy shit
thought it was about to be your last day on earth
“oh. oh!” you snap out of your thoughts. “yeah, right. right. what’s going on?”
taehyung takes a deep breath as he starts talking about jungkook
“listen. jungkook has a lot of issues and emotional baggage that you need to take into consideration when you say certain stuff to him.”
hm?
what…
this sounds..
pretty dark?
“what do you mean?”
he sighs and rubs his eyes. “i mean that you’re a bit harsh on him sometimes. jungkook grew up in a messy household. shitty dad. busy mom.”
oh right
his mother is a sensitive topic
you say, “okay, that’s sad but a lot of people grow up in broken homes.”
he nods. “you’re right but a lot of people react differently to trauma.”
ohhh kay
we getting into trauma territory ???
“and how does he react?”
“after witnessing his parents arguing and in physical altercations, jungkook decided that romance was nothing for him because he associates marriage and love with what he saw growing up.”
you blink at him.
oh
that’s actually kinda sad
you wonder how young jk was during these things :(
poor guy
“so, how’s his relationship with his parents now? does he still talk to his mom?”
he shakes his head. “his mother passed away. dad didn’t even show up to the funeral. made 15 year old jungkook go through it all on his own.”
(backstory for that is even sadder so i took it out.. might come later)
if you’ve ever felt like your heart imploded within your ribs
it was in this exact moment
the birthflower tattoo :(
you glance at the ground. “what about his dad?”
“his piece of shit dad only throws money at him. he’s rich so he thinks pumping jungkook’s bank account full of money is a good way of raising him.”
oh
that’s why
“oh. that’s why he always seems to have money but is never working a job…” you think out loud
taehyung nods his head at your epiphany
you continue, “and always wearing seemingly expensive clothes. his sneakers, the calvin klein boxers… hm.” you nod your head
he nods again but slowly stops. “what?”
???
“what?” you echo
“how do you know what kind of boxers he wears?”
fuck
oh no
you blink quickly. “what?”
he stares you down head-on. “you just said he wears calvin klein. how do you know that? what situation would you need to be in in order to know that?”
fuck
oh god
just calm down
jungkook said to stay calm and breathe
don’t admit
“tae, i share a tent with him. you think he shyly hides his shit away from me when he takes clothes out of his bag? he doesn’t really care.”
wow
you really just talked shit and it worked
cause tae’s frown subsides
“oh okay.” he rubs his chin. “well, now you know why jungkook is looking for affection anywhere he can get it because he doesn’t really care for romance.”
“oh,” you manage to say, a bit choked up. because that’s. really sad.
ugh
“he was once head over heels for a girl. it’s like she made him forget about everything.”
oh
made him forget about everything
“he swears she cheated on him but she’s adamant on the fact that they were never really together. it also added onto why jungkook doesn’t get romantically involved with people. he genuinely thinks it’s nothing for him.”
so jungkook is convinced that love just isn’t for him
:(
but then he goes out and disguises his need for love and affection as sex and quick fucks
man
:(
you do actually feel guilty about calling him a fuckboy now
like
he’s still a fuckboy
but :( u should stop saying it to his face :(
and now knowing about his mom :(
you wonder what happened…
like you really don’t need to know that
knowing she’s dead is enough
but knowing how she died makes it easier for you to talk about certain topics around jungkook
but
that’s too dark for now
however
thinking about young jungkook
associating something as beautiful as love
with something as horrible as a broken home
hm
hm?
what’s that?
oh
you’re melting
your hard shell is cracking
you just
want to hold him now :(
give him the affection he so desperately desires :(
but should you feed into it?
clearly it’s not healthy for him
you know if you’ll keep sneaking around with jungkook
he might get attached
and you don’t like jungkook like that
so you’d have to break his heart
again
:(
this is so messy
you need to call it quits with jungkook while you still can
“so just,” he sighs quietly, “i know he’s a bit of a player but he just craves affection. and seeing you two constantly bickering and being mean to each other, i just want y’all to get along. maybe even form the same type of bond you and i have. he should get affection in other ways, not just through sex, you know? you could be like,” he says as he thinks for a moment, “his big sister.”
oh for fucks sake.
this just
you’d rather tae find out about you and jungkook than assume y’all have a sibling-like bond 😭😭😭
like yeah
you and tae are very sibling like
because of tae’s responsibility to you
but if he starts thinking you and jungkook are just *gag* SIBLINGS *gag*
oh this is sickening
you slowly nod your head to what he’s saying but you wish you never heard any of it
you mumble, “let’s go back, we have to get up early.”
“okay. anything else you wanna tell me now that we have all the privacy in the world?” he says in a joking tone
you shake your head. “no, not really.”
he pauses. “really?”
???
“what?” you say
he frowns at you. “i give you the opportunity to come clean right now and you don’t?”
holy shit
what the fuck
oh shit
does he know??? he knows??????
oh no
does he actually think something is going on between you and jungkook?
fuck FUCK
he crosses his arms as he sternly stares you down.
don’t admit
you finally say, “what are you talking about?”
“i’m talking about you and yoongi.”
oh
oh right
oh yoongi…
yeah…. yoongi
you quietly sigh. “i was planning on telling you, i really was. but i don’t know, stuff just kept getting in the way.”
he nods in understanding and pulls you in for a big hug. “it’s okay. i know you’re in good hands.”
you huff. “it’s nothing serious, tae.”
he looks down at you in his arms. “i don’t like that.”
“taehyung, i’m a grown woman,” you say as you roll your eyes
“i know but i don’t wanna be the bearer of bad news back home, okay? just be careful.”
more tae & reader lore coming soon
what is he even saying…
bad news
a broken heart?
a pregnant belly?
a bad academic year?
none of those things are going to happen. trust
you roll your eyes. “nothing bad is going to happen.”
“anything could happen, y/n.” he presses a kiss to the top of your head before releasing you. “now, let’s go back.”
“okay.”
he leads you back to the camping site and walks you to your tent. “goodnight.” he rubs your shoulder before heading back to his tent
and now
you have
to face
him.
you take a deep breath as you crawl back into the tent, jungkook’s back is turned to you
is he asleep?
you’re not sure
you slowly crawl back to your space after zipping the tent back up
“what did he want to talk about?”
jungkook’s voice makes you flinch
he’s awake
“oh,” you blink at his back. “yoongi. he wanted to talk about yoongi.”
lie after lie after lie after lie after lie
he turns onto his back and glances at you, neither of you can see much anyway
“do you want to continue?”
you shake your head. “no, not really. it kind of,” you say as you recall everything taehyung just told you. “ruined my mood.”
“okay.” he slowly crawls over your body and out the tent
“what are you doin–”
“getting rid of the evidence, duh.”
evidence????
oh
the damn condom😭😭😭😭
he’s so fucking annoying
but
you kinda want to hold him now. :(
would he be weirded out
if you
cuddled him?
he probably never cuddles any of his little hookups
but
aren’t you different?
by the time jungkook has returned
you’ve crawled back into his sleeping bag
he doesn’t say anything about it as he crawls in with you
he turns his back to you and seemingly tries to go to sleep
you slowly scoot closer
and closer
and closer
until you’re pressed up against him.
“you’re really close, y/n.”
“i know, i’m sorry. i just,” you whisper, “don’t feel so good.”
he doesn’t say anything about it
just like he doesn’t say anything when you wrap your arm around his waist
and press your face into the back of his neck
and place your hand on his chest
the soft thumping of his heart against your hand
you just want him to feel loved :(
“you’re so warm,” you whisper as you close your eyes
for someone who tries to act cold… he’s really warm
so warm
“i could just,” you continue, “lie next to you for the rest of my life.”
hm
now that you think about it
there’s wordplay
cause this could mean two different things
literally lying next to each other, in a bed or whatever
but lying next to him, lying about sneaking around, lying about wanting each other
cause it seems like you’ll be lying about it for the rest of your life at this rate
however
he doesn’t say anything yet again
and it allows you to shut the fuck up
and try to fall asleep
and you do
you’re dozing off
cause you don’t remember him saying these next few words
“i could too.”
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Sweet Like Candy
Paulo Dybala x Fem!Reader
Warnings: teacher!reader, candy shopping, paulo thinks you're insane, gross flavoured candy canes, some giggles and one slightly dirty thought from paulo if you squint.
Word Count: 715
Author's Note: paulo just has the vibe that he has never has a candy cane and he would give the best ratings lmao so here we are.
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You had started making holiday treat bags for your class with the help of your boyfriend, who seems to be puzzled by the long curved candy you put in the bags.
As a teacher, you vouch to do all the things that you saw on Pinterest with your class.
Hence why you were at the store, in the midst of all the Christmas madness, shopping for candies and treats to put into little loot bags for your students.
Your boyfriend, Paulo, followed you around the store, pushing the shopping cart. "What about these?" He asks, holding up a pack of Christmas themed erasers.
"Those are so cute," you smiled, "get a few packs." You were picking up some pencils and little stickers you'd put into the bags for them.
The shopping cart was already overflowing with things that you and Paulo didn't need, but picked up anyways, along with all of the stuff that you had picked up for your students. You make your way over to the candy aisle and pick up a few packs of lollipops and Hershey kisses before you turn to the giant wall of candy canes.
"Why are they shaped like that?" He asks you and you glance over at him, the man leaning on the cart. "Like what?"
"Like that," he says, picking up a pack. "Candy canes," he reads the package, turning it over to read the back.
"Why are you looking at it like that? You've never seen a candy cane before?"
"I mean yeah, but I never tried it." He says, tossing the pack in the car, he assumed you wanted them for your students. You mirror his actions, picking up a few packs and setting them into the cart for your students.
It finally hit you what your boyfriend had just said.
"You've never tried a candy cane?!" You look at the man, utter surprise on your face.
Paulo shrugs, "I've been busy baby, what can I say?"
"Okay so make time, we're trying some tonight."
He nods, watching as your fingers waved over the shelves as if you were looking for something. You picked out a few different picks for him to try; peppermint, sour patch, Froot Loops, Oreos, and pickles.
"Pickles?" His nose wrinkles, "I'm throwing up already."
You laughed, "you need at least one gross flavour, it's a must."
It takes you a bit to get home but when you finally do, you unwrap the boxes of candy canes, taking one of each flavour out.
"Ready?" You ask him, getting him a glass of water before sitting with him on the couch. Paulo looks at you, holding back his laugh - you were taking this very seriously.
"As ready as I could ever be, babe."
You handed him the candy cane, he'd taste it, put a rating down and then take a sip of water before you repeated the process five times. It took him a bit of rearranging, and some double tasting before he finally settled on his official rating.
"Okay, let's hear it," you tell him, breaking off a piece from the peppermint one and sucking on it. Paulo watches you for a moment, lost in thought.
"Paulo?" you waved your hands in front of his face, chuckling. "Don't be dirty right now. I still need your help with the bags."
"Oh yeah, right." He smiles, cheeks flushed a bit red before he takes a sip of water. "The official ratings are pickles in 5th place, Froot Loops in 4th, sour patch in 3rd, Oreos in 2nd and the winner is peppermint."
"Really? I thought you liked the sour patch flavour more than the Oreo."
"I did but then it left a weird taste in my mouth so Oreo took over as second place."
You nod, picking out a few of the candy canes for him. "Here," you hand them for you, "I'll pick up another box when I go to the store over the weekend, now come help me put these together."
Paulo sits across from you as you unwrap the things to put into the bags, he does his own unwrapping; undoing the plastic packaging on 3 of the candy canes and sticking them in his mouth at once.
"Paulo!" you laughed, "you can't do that, one at a time babe."
He smiles, holding all 3 of the candy canes as he shrugs. You shake your head, thinking to yourself that he's not that much further off than your students.
#holiday extravaganza blurbs 23#paulo dybala#paulo dybala x reader#paulo dybala x you#paulo dybala x y/n#football#football x reader#football x you#football x y/n#football imagine#football blurb
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it's valentine's day, i'm sick so i didn't go bar hopping like i had planned on doing, this is my first single valentine's day in like 7 years and tbh i was looking forward to drinking like i was 22 again, lmao, so in turn y'all are gonna get a bull tauros riding au, little back story, my father and most of my male relatives were bull riders in their younger years so i grew up around the culture and i'm from Texas (fun fact I have the Texas flag above my bed like i'm a frat boy lmao) Also this is probably more along the lines of gameverse?
-Our tauros riders are red and green
-they're competitive with each other, they've been rivals since their mutton wooloo bustin days, they've both got their fair share of buckles, red is the current world champ
-they have a little secret though, they're mutually in love with each other but neither will admit
-red doesn't speak to most people, won't do interviews, he'll talk to Green though, Green on the other end will take any sponsorship he can get, is constantly doing interviews, loves the attention
-then some new comers pop up on the scene, we've got the mysterious redheaded cowboy with a chip on his shoulder named Silver, and he's itching to take the title from Red
-who is Silver? well turns out he's the son of Giovanni, the previous champion who came out of retirement to go up against red,
-but Giovanni got hurt, bad, like he almost died, Silver blames Red for what happened to his father, but Silver looks nothing like his father and doesn't use his name so no one knows who he is, but he wants revenge
-Silver refuses to make friends with anyone, even though Green keeps reaching out, desperately trying
-then there's Gold, a buckle bunnelby (buckle bunny is a term for "fake" country girls who hang around rodeos trying to date the cowboys) who has a thing for redheads
-Gold takes interest in Silver, who is up and coming winning a bunch, there's more to Gold than meets the eye, Silver ends up letting Gold hang around him a lot and falls for the cutie the more he gets to know the real him
-Green too becomes close with Gold, but not in a romantic way (remember he's hopelessly in love with his rival), problem is Red doesn't know that
-Red gets jealous that Green and Gold hang around together he starts lashing out a bit towards Gold, now Silver already hates Red but watching Red be an ass to Gold pisses him off even more
-they're practicing together, Red is being a super asshole to Gold, and Gold is done. He gets up on a bull before Silver/Green can stop him,
-Guess what, Gold was an up and coming rider before he suddenly quit, after proving himself he jumps off leaving everyone flabbergasted and just keeps walking,
-Silver ends up going after him, because he thought they were friends why would he never tell him, Gold admits crying that his mom passed from an extended illness and he couldn't bring himself to keep going, it had always been their thing, whereas with Silver it was the opposite, he had never been interested until his dad got hurt
-Silver convinces Gold to start riding again, suddenly he's not as interested in revenge but wants to see Gold succeed, late one night after a particularly grueling training Gold leans in and kisses Silver, Silver kisses back, they're together now <3
-Red pushes himself harder, Green announces that he's going to retire at the end of the season, Red is heart broken the best part of riding is competing against Green, and he really won't see Green anymore if he retires, like he knows it's the end of their friendship
-it's finally time for the big finals, red, green, silver, gold are the top contenders, Silver places 4th, he and his father share a nice moment, he's upset he didn't beat Red, but he found love awwww
-green places 3rd, he's happy, says he's looking forward to starting the next chapter of his life (maybe he gets a ranch idk), but there's a sadness in his eyes when he looks at red, regret for things never said or done
-it's down to red vs gold, red hates gold, he thinks green likes him, doesn't know about silver, ect ect
-gold wins 1st, he's the new champion, he points the sky and says 'look mama i did it!' very sweet and emotional, silver runs out kissing his boy, not only did gold do amazing and fulfilled his dream, he beat red effectively getting revenge in silver's eyes
-red is like wait???? gold is with silver???? then he's like oh shit green must be heartbroken, that was why he looked so sad, he goes to find green and tell him how sorry he was, and at first green thinks it's about him placing 3rd and he's kinda pissed about it, like it feels condescending
-but red is like you deserve better than gold anyway, and green is like wait what? you thought i liked gold?? no you big dummy i like you!
-thinking it's his last chance, green kisses red, who immediately kisses back
-leads to 'oh wait i thought this was one-sided'
-red who really cares more about green than his title announces his retirement, he and green settle down on a ranch growing old together
-gold rides a few more seasons then retires as well, he and silver breed tauros and live happily ever after
#namelessshipping#reguri#preciousmetalshipping#this is one of those aus that appeal to me and like maybe one other person
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Me when clear all Cathy (feat: my pm oc/insert)
No but I started to cry when it got to this stage of the node and man I clicked on the thing like 30 times before clicking on the clear all Cathy. MAN I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A COOL JOKE UGHHHH. Also Cathcliff is one of my favourite PM ships now they’re just cute.
Random note but I couldn’t finish this when the 3rd part of the canto came out because my iPad kept crashing on the Vergilius node and I had to wait like 1-2 days before I was reunited with my computer to finish this so I missed out on the cleared before nerfs : ( (The moment I got home after a 8 hour flight and 2hr ride home I played through the last bit because I didn’t wanna be spoiled lol, and a lady at the airport got me sick too so I was jet lagged, tired as hell and sick but first priority was limbus lmao)
But like, seriously this canto made me spiral on this one thought. So in the canto it is explained that souls can’t like move on to actual death death because the Wuthering Heights manor is built on a stream. This stream that’s the same thing that the original seed of light project utilised to make cognito and in lobotomy corporation it’s derivatives such as enkephalin and the light/ golden boughs.
And we learn in Lob corp that cognito is pulled up through a well, likely connected to another stream of sorts. (Or is it just the bucket/ Carmen’s nerve system?) (because if it’s just that everything else here’s just invalid lmao)
So like if every branch had a well, which they would because they will have the extraction team to get more abnormalities that means there was a ‘stream’ of sorts underneath every Lob corp branch.
That means in every facility there’s just ghosts haunting the place. Everywhere. And people who died in those places even after Lob corp fell, (Aya, Yuri, the bug veterans) is also just ghosts there now???
Imagine Yuri just dying in that branch and is greeted by the ghosts of all her former co-workers and they’re just like oh cool you managed to get out but why tf did you come back or something.
But this is more interesting for the main facility, the main branch because of Enoch/ Tiphereth B and the light that happened. So Carmen and Ayin got sucked up into the light right? So what about all the other dead souls unable to go on because of the stream? Did they get sucked into the light as well? So is there just a hive mind of people up there we don’t know about? Especially for Enoch since he was a pretty big player in the script and everything. (Here’s where I shall just ramble about the little boy because I quite like the little man) If he got swooped up into the light as well what would his interaction with Carmen be like. I would think he’d just forgive her because he knew what he was getting into. But what about Ayin? Would he understand that this was for a better purpose or be angry at what he made the others (especially Lisa/ Tipherepth A) go through? And additionally would he be angry at Lisa? I pose this question because he wanted to have a purpose, a bigger reason to be living and would he view her letting him be killed (again) as something sad because he could never experience the end of the script and the result of his work/ his ‘purpose’ that he lived to create. Or would it be a little more messed up where he finds his purpose in the light, helping distort people/ gain EGO. (Mostly gain EGO as the preferable outcome, Carmen in Leviathan says something to that extent where’s it’s better for people to ignore her and develop EGO) (I think, I haven’t really read it, just watched random analyses using Leviathan for evidence) And if all the dead people in the main facility is in the light imagine what the actual hell they could do. Like that’s so many people in there.
Also if they are all in the light Tiphereph reunion isn’t impossible, but unlikely since Tiph A has gone through her character develop already :T but I want to see that. How Tiph B feels about what Tiph A did both with pushing Carmen further down depression and her decision to put him down for the sake that he didn’t have to suffer. And just how Tiph A would react to seeing/ hearing him in the light which she probably won’t think it’s a good thing he’d getting caught up with Carmen again : P
Also could the records team have something to do with this fact as well? Like does this explain how the dead are able to come back other than the time thing?
#limbus company#tiphereth#lobotomy corporation#lobcorp#library of ruina#lor#Catherine#man how does this all work now#also the mili song was great
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wow i love sugar free gummies🤭 this is i think my 3rd or 4th time doing these, and each time i have so much fun and my belly goes crazy hehe
this time i did it with a completely empty stomach to see how it would react, and it did not disappoint 😅
now since this video was so long i just made it an unlisted youtube video, so just click the link to watch the video!!!
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i started to eat the gummies around 5pm my time, but took me about 2 hours because the texture of them was sooooo gross lmao😭 however i pushed through in the pursuit of an upset belly and i got my wish. only about an hour after finishing eating them, my belly had already started to digest the ones i ate earlier since there was nothing else to digest.
before the first bathroom trip my stomach wasn’t too big on gurgles, but it was soooo bloated. like it was genuinely some of the biggest bloating i’ve had in a long time. it just felt super liquidy in my lower belly and i knew releasing some could clear my belly and get it really going, so i did.
after this first br trip through, my belly really let me have it😅 all the liquid and gas started to really pour into my intestines and i felt it building fast. it was sending a lot of huge rushes of liquid that i could feel through my entire belly, it was so nice🤭 but it soon rushed lower and i had to go, i tried to hold it but these gummies were fierce. and everytime i went it was just straight liquid, nothing else 😅
no matter how many times i seemed to give my belly relief though, it always built back up really fast. it was all rushing through my intestines and bloating me up sooo much. i could feel everything too, and cramps were starting to get pretty bad. there was so much gas buildup that it was causing some bad cramps, but still enjoyable 🤭
after 3 br trips it seemed like it was calm enough to let me sleep but the gas was still swirling around in there. i felt it all moving and gurgling away as i drifted to sleep, it was sooo nice🤭
when i woke up the next morning though, it was a wake up call from my belly. i woke up with some huge cramps and a huge urge to to, but the noises coming from my belly were too good so i had to hold it for a bit 🤭 my belly felt even more bloated than the night before, and i tried holding for a while but it was seriously pushing me😅
at the end there is some recordings i got in the morning when i woke up of my belly just being soooo loud. i had to record without a microphone because u wanted to show how loud it was being, it felt like you could hear it across the room😅 i could feel every one of these as well and they felt sooo good 😁
i went i think twice more after my initial wake up call in the morning, and finally my belly felt good enough to stop the diarrhea lol. but my belly was nowhere near settled. i went to work that night and my belly was in so much pain from all the gas and it was still gurgling away like mad, it was hard to conceal 😅 and even the next day my belly was still a bit upset, these gummies really were a 3 day affair lmaoo
but i really hope you guys enjoyed this as much as i did, because i’m hoping to do them again sometime soon since i still have another half of the bag 🤭 but yeah my belly got super messy but it was definitely worth it hehe
#belly gurgles#belly noises#belly pain#bloated stomach#diarrhea#gurgling belly#stomach gurgles#stomach rumbling#stomach sounds#stomachache#tummy ache#Youtube
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Playing Mario Kart with the brothers
Hey gang! It’s been a while huh..
A lot of stuff has happened in the past year and I was burnt out with life in general, lmao but here I am, trying my best.
This is short and stupid tbh, but I just wanted something to help me get back into writing about my fav boys, I hope you enjoy :)
I love you all v much
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Pairing: Brothers x gn!MC
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Lucifer
Mains as Bowser (he's tryna be so big and scary smh)
Surprisingly good
You expected him to be like a 90 year old that has never seen technology in his life, but he knows all the controls AND starts picking up on how to drift
I'm not saying he can beat you but he's usually coming in a steady 3rd place when you race.
Even sometimes comes in 1st if you're having a bad round. ("WHY IS THE GUY IN 10TH PLACE THROWING BLUE SHELLS HOWS THAT GONNA HELP HIM AT ALL?!") (......guys am i ok??????)
Enjoys it a lot more than you thought he would
It started out as him finally giving in to you asking him to play but over time he finds himself asking if you want to play.
It's a fun way for him to wind down
Enjoys seeing you get competitive, and loves seeing you blush when he compliments your skills out loud.
Mammon
Mains as Wario (I can not justify this I just think it’s funny)
Is pretty much on par with your skills
You're both constantly overtaking each other in and out of 1st place
You are both ABSOLUTELY jumping on top of each other, trying to block the other from seeing the screen. (THE SQUID IS NOT ENOUGH!)
"Hey knock it off would ya the Great Mammon is kicking your ass fair and square"
Immediately does the same to you the second you're in 1st for more than 5 seconds.
You're both on a mission to ruin the CPUs life the moment it overtakes you both while you're arguing.
You spend loads of time watching the highlight reel because something stupid happened and you both think it's the funniest thing ever.
You pretend to hate each other during the game but immediately return to being super close and cuddly after the game is over.
He absolutely makes bets with you - "MC if I win this you have to do WHATEVER I say for the whole night!"
Leviathan
Mains as Yoshi (idk why I just think it fits him) or Link ("bc he’s so cool" (so true bestie))
A monster
Impossibly good (He's had years of racing game practice so idk what you expect) but BOY does it suck to think you're good at a game and then have someone prove to you you're just average at it.
It's good to see him have so much fun though, and trying to cause blue shell chaos from way back in the CPU pack is pretty fun.
He’s definitely helping you to also get impossibly good at the game, you're already able to beat everyone but him when you start picking up on some of his skills.
He knows every shortcut.
Idk bro I just think some cheating is in order. Maybe congratulate his win by kissing his cheek and watching him stutter and fumble through the next round.
Satan
Mains as Dry Bowser (tryna be better n cooler than Lucifer oops)
I'm not gonna lie to you, his wrathful side will 100% come out when you start kicking his ass.
Is the death glare you're receiving right now worth the victory?? YES, ABSOLUTELY
This is what the game is about BAYBEE
Maybe you give him a few wins so he doesn’t kill you though, you'd never tell him you LET him though.
Games aren't really his thing but once he gets the swing of things and you give him the few wins he finds it much easier and starts to enjoy himself a bit more, and definitely chills out on the death glare.. especially when you're kind enough to not only celebrate your own wins but his as well.
After playing definitely apologises if he made you uncomfortable or upset and absolutely lets you do whatever you want.
Want him to read his favourite book for you?? Cool. Get you some tea?? He's on it. Give you some kisses?? He might need to get over the sudden boldness but he'll happily oblige.
Asmodeus
Mains as Princess Peach (the pink gold one tho yk) or a mii as himself.
Listen not to conform to the "pretty boys don't play video games" stereotype but he probably doesn't care all that much about the game.
Mostly wants to play to see you smiling and laughing as you have fun. That's when you're the most attractive after all.
Surprisingly likes rainbow road. (Sadistic idk what to tell you..) but also it is a pretty track, and he enjoys the colours.
Honestly he likes any tracks with bright colours and nice/fun music.
He's not that competitive, he went into the game knowing he wasn't going to be that good at it so he's just there to give you company.
After all the fun of it all he definitely asks if you want to come into his bathroom to unwind with him and relax.
Beelzebub
Mains as Donkey Kong
You're absolutely sitting in front of him in between his legs while he has his arms around you with his own controller.
There are so many snacks.
You're both pretty average at the game so it's honestly more like both of you trying to be as problematic to whoever is in 1st place as possible.
And having fun doing it.
He's always loved doing chill nights like this so having you to enjoy them with just makes them even better.
Will celebrate any and every victory by kissing your forehead and then offering you a snack while he begins eating his own, ignoring how flustered you might be.
Will apologise if he hits you with a blue shell even when you tell him "It’s part of the game Beel, don't worry"
Belphegor
Mains as Waluigi (Me, personally… as a Waluigi main I wouldn't let that slide)
Chaotic
Will cause problems on purpose.
If he ever overtakes you/hits you with an item/comes in first and you complain he will say something along the lines of "then get good" or "skill issue"
His behaviour makes you SUPER competitive but also makes playing the game with him super fun because of it.
It's also super fun to hit him with items and then overtake him last minute when he thinks he's going to win.
You probably don't play for that long and end up cuddling up for a nap together instead.
#obey me!#obey me#obey me nb#obey me brothers#obey me shall we date#obey me brothers x MC#obey me lucifer#obey me lucifer x mc#obey me mammon#obey me mammon.x mc#obey me leviathan#obey me leviathan x mc#obey me levi#obey me levi x mc#obey me satan#obey me satan xmc#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmodeus x mc#obey me asmo#obey me asmo x mc#obey me beelzebub#obey me beelzebub x mc#obey me beel#obey me beel x mc#obey me belphegor#obey me belphegor x mc#obey me belphie#obey me belphie x mc#obey me mc#obey me gn!mc
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Okay so, this is a bit of long shot but I'm planning on starting a fanmade project for TE. It's my favorite choices story and there's still so much you can do with it.
I'm currently figuring out how to use Ren'py right now and watching videos and what not to figure out how to do this. I'm pretty new to all this but I think it'd be a fun project.
I'm probably gonna do some of the writing like the plot and Shreya's route (best girl) and also as I said I'm figuring out the coding as well.
But I'm definitely gonna need some help on this. I know others have expressed interest in a 3rd book and now is your chance if you're willing to help. Again it's fanmade and we're not making money off of this, this is just for fun and you can bail at any time.
I'll be making a discord once I start to get some interest in this so the link will be up at some point but if you're interested, just comment saying you'd like to help and what you'll be able to provide for this project.
Co-runner- I'm gonna need someone to help me run this project, help me keep the thing running and I'm a bit of an idiot so I'll be coming to you if I need help with anything. You'll be the Atlas to my MC lmao.
Artist- If you're a good drawer or you just love to draw and wanna help out on this project, we'd love to have you. I'm thinking we'll need some new characters for the plot and if you want, maybe some new backgrounds too (or we could just pick ones from the multiple backgrounds choices already has)
Writer- I'm a lesbian and obsessed with Shreya so I don't really have any idea about the other routes. But I know a lot of people are obsessed with like Beckett and the other love interests so anyone willing to help work on the different routes would be great. Not to mention the plot of the book, the adventures the pend pals could be getting into and side stuff like your relationship with your mom and the villains and such.
Coders- Like any great game, we'd need people who can code or wanna try it out like I'm currently doing. I've always heard Ren'py is good for that stuff and that's what the ILW crew used and that's what I'm currently learning right now so if you wanna try it out or already know how, we'd appreciate the help.
And of course, if you just wanna help out, you can join and I'll figure something out for you to do. My work schedule is kind of whack right now so this week we probably won't be getting anything done unfortunately (maybe Thursday or Friday if I have people and what not) but hopefully the week after, i'll have things figured out.
Last but not least, my idea for how I think the plot should go-
The gang is back for their next year of school
MC, Shreya, Zeph, Beckett- Juniors
Griffin- Senior
Aster, Atlas- Sophomores
But just like always, the school year is never simple for them.
The High Attuned has been watching over the school and visiting more frequently, keeping an eye on you and Atlas.
Zeph is having trouble with Thief captain as much as he hates to admit it.
Griffin is having parent troubles after they found out about his interest in Natural disaster field work instead of being a professional Thief player.
Shreya has hired an assistant to help with Serene and Sublime, though the assistant keeps messing things up and causing Shreya to lose customers, important ones at that.
With Beckett's urge to please his professors, he works himself too much to the point he begins to experience burnout and freaks out over the smallest things resulting in him pushing his friends away.
Aster is having trouble running the shop and keeping up with her studies and she's worried she might have to close it down.
Atlas is happy to catch up on lost time with their mom but when their mom becomes a professor for the school, Atlas isn't exactly sure how to feel about it and starts to lash out on Theia, resulting in the MC to have to try and fix the relationship.
MC does their best to help everyone with their problems but begins to have problems of their own when the school recruits another sun-att who does everything in their power to one up MC in every way.
Of course, it's just a rough draft of how I think the year should go, but we could always change stuff around if people have better ideas. Also, of course, there will be new spells to learn like in the other books and I was also thinking like...was I the only one that shipped Dean Swan and Theia together? Like Dean Swan already acts like a mother figure to the twins. And some of the sources will be back like Gemma and I really wanted to incorporate the High Attuned because we got like two minutes of information about them and then nothing ever again.
So yeah, this is super long and we can talk more on the discord but if you're interested just tell me what you wanna do.
#choices stories you play#playchoices#the elementalists#shreya mistry#griffin langley#beckett harrington#zeph hernandez#TheElementalists3FanProject#Atlas Ernhardt#Aster D'Yew#choices pixelberry#choices
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Rise Leonardo HEADCANNONS
While he is often joked to be the gay one on the team, he is actually abrosexual who currently switches between bisexual and or pansexual.
His favorite singers are Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, Arianna Grande and at times will listen to Justin Bieber.
His favorite comics are DC and his favorite is the Flash and also enjoys Kid Flash. He also loves Beast Boy because he finds him funny.
Leo knows how to cook and bake. Though doesn't really do it often. He does it when he is hungry or bored. Or simply when Mikey can't make them any food.
He has actually babysitted Senor Hueso's son a few times. Mostly taking him out for ice cream, arcade and also buy him whatever he wanted.
Leo enjoys finding any poster or anything with some kind of picture on paper and hanging it on his walls in his room. He also enjoys at times just getting another copy of a comic he already has and cutting out pages and plastering them on his wall thinking it looks cool.
He enjoys collecting action figures and will actively snatch one he finds even if it came from the trash can.
Donnie judges Leo's outfit choices on many occasions and Leo learnt to deal with it. Though then he would just trash Donnie's clothes and make a mess whenever he gives him the most hurtful judgement.
When he is dealing with stress or feeling depressed he will shut his door, plop headphones on, get cuddled and put on his favorite movies and admire characters who he can relate to.
He jokes being a blonde girl after 'Bad Hair Day' episode.
He doesn't like cream the best. Despite that, he will devour cream cake anytime.
Whenever he wants to vent, he looks at a mirror and puts a photo of one of his family members or friends and start venting to them. He would eventually after the events of the movie start to communicate properly and start to genuinely vent to his close ones. He felt as if it was better then to bottle his emotions.
While he is seen as the type of guy to swear on a daily, he actually swears the least along with Donnie. Only when he is fully in-raged and in need of using curse words to express his rage or any other emotion of his. I'd say he is the 3rd to swear.
He actually sneaks out a lot with April to skateboard at a roller skating park at night.
If he had an Instagram, most of his pictures would be of his brothers sleeping or just fails or pranks.
He sliced a rabbit in half... (I feel like certain shippers are gonna come for me or start making jokes about that one rabbit character TMNT has crossovers with lmao-)
For absolutely, NO REASON, he begged Draxum to film him doing a very dangerous stunt with his tentacles. That day he broke 75 limbs and 2 of his ribs and lost 100 pounds of blood (not really but he broke a lot of bones)
He's a sci-fi nerd. Besides, Jupiter Jim, his favorite sci-fi movies are Star Wars, E.T., Monsters VS Aliens, Batman VS Superman.
He loves poor quality movies because he can then make fun of them. That's why him and Raph stopped watching live-action Disney movies-
He developed massive claustrophobia when Raph sacrificed himself for him and got in the pod.
Clings onto Raph after the movie and they both put a leash on each other 24/7 to make sure they are safe. Also since Leo is aware of the tracking devices, he always asks Donnie where Raph is. The same is with everyone else.
#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt fandom#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt leo#rottmnt leo#rise leo#rise leonardo#rottmnt leonardo#rottmnt headcannons#tmnt headcanons#bunnyfoxy#bunnyfoxy talks#foxy talks#bunny talks
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heya
so.
i may have tried something? HASIFUHASF it was something i had thought about while going about my day today, so i wanted to try writing it
hope it makes sense and i got a grasp of the voices and characters right LMAO
but anyway yes here you go
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Camilo quietly breathed out as Mirabel’s question hanged over them all in that moment.
…are we too late for a miracle?
All six of them just stood in silence, in the middle of the common area of their shared bedroom—or more accurately, the nursery.
He grimaced. They were all still in the nursery, even after so many years had passed. Not that it was bad. It was actually fun to be with his hermana, hermanito, and primas in the same room. They were all together, supporting one another. They were never alone with each other.
But they couldn’t deny that they were lucky that the nursery kept expanding as they all grew older. Camilo didn’t know what would have happened if the nursery stayed the same size and space it had been before. He could only imagine what it was like for his hermana and primas back then.
They were lucky with this, since they were already unlucky enough in all other aspects of their lives.
Camilo bit the inside of his cheek, looking up to see everyone looking at each other. He met each of their eyes himself, seeing a glint in all of them—one that he intimately knew was reflected in his own—and understood instantly.
This was one of the perks of rooming together for years, of being each others’ main encouragement and support system everyday, of just being together through it all.
A single glance could hold an entire conversation.
They all want to get away.
No words needed to be said.
Camilo nodded at the same time as everyone else did, watching all his primas and hermana start shuffling towards a certain wall, and was about to do the same himself, when he found his hermanito reaching out and gently tugging Luisa’s skirt.
His prima mayor looked down at Antonio, who was biting his lips. “Toñito? What’s wrong?” She tenderly placed a hand on top of his own.
Antonio looked up at her, allowing Luisa to take his hand into her own. “Wouldn’t Mama, Papa, Tia, and Tios come looking for us?” he asked quietly, as if to make sure nobody else but them could hear his question, even when the party noise outside was already drowning everything else out.
Camilo couldn’t stop the snort that escaped him at his hermanito’s question. “Don’t think we have to worry about that, Toñio.” He sounded a bit too dismissive, maybe, but…well. A quick glance at the rest told him what they thought too.
Luisa kept staring at her youngest primo, an awkward smile slowly forming on her face as her eye twitched once. Dolores made a surprised, quiet but high pitched ‘Hm’ sound. Mirabel just winced, subconsciously rubbing her arm.
All of them already knew the answer to the question.
Isabela had snorted too, shaking her head as she placed a hand on the youngest’s head to gently ruffle it. “Milo’s right. They’ll be too busy entertaining the guests right now.”
Dolores nodded, stepping forward to stand next to her older prima, smiling at him gently as she took his other hand. “It’ll likely be a while before they try to find us.”
If they even would, Camilo found himself thinking, before blinking rapidly. Hey, no. No. No bad thoughts, stop thinking that, Milo.
Camilo swallowed. Everyone in the 3rd generation knew that their padres loved them. They always tried their best. They cared. They always cared.
It was just…their Mama and Tia and Tio were always seen, always perfect, always in the spotlight, rarely able to step away—if they ever stepped away at all.
Even Papa and Tio Agustin were seen in the light, despite them not having gifts themselves.
It was always how it was ever since then.
The Perfect Magical Triplets. Always seen. Always shining. Always perfect.
How could they step away from the light they’ve known every day to follow after the kids who had always been standing on the side, shrouded in darkness all their lives?
Camilo shook his head. Not something he wanted to think about right now.
He watched Antonio stare at them all for a moment longer, before slowly nodding at their words.
"Don't worry, Toñito. We'll be fine." Mirabel sent a gentle smile at her primo, the smile brightening a little when he gave a small, subdued smile back. Isabela went to ruffle his hair again as Luisa and Dolores chuckled quietly, both keeping a gentle but firm grip on his hands.
Camilo watched them, wanting to commit this moment to his memories forever.
Mirabel stared at them softly for another moment as well, before breathing out, her smile dropping slightly. She stepped right next to Camilo, bumping shoulders with him and gesturing towards a certain painting in the room. “To the den?”
Camilo chuckled wearily, lightly bumping her shoulder back. He looked at the rest of his primas and hermana and hermanito for a moment, all of them looking at the painting with tired and resigned eyes.
He turned back to the painting too, a quiet sigh escaping his lips. “To the den.”
Away from the light.
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asked my friend to choose a grandkid randomly and he had chosen camilo, so...camilo pov! WOOOO AHSFUAHf genuinely hope this is alright hehe
also, its not really clear, but the painting on the wall is still in the nursery, and behind said painting is the entrance to the walls, since i was thinking it might be hard for the kids to sneak to the painting past all the people there if it was outside and the party was still going on, plus easy access to the den yknow HAHAHA
but we can also still keep the painting entrance to the walls right next to dolores' room (or at least...where dolores' room should have been HASFUASUF) if you want hehe
but anyway yes, hope you enjoy AAAAAAAA <333
Away from the light NOOO COME BACK <\\\333
Not but. Mic coming in clutch with the peak writing as always??? Love this so much, no matter how sad it is <33
It does make me feel bad for the kids. I mean it's Antonio's literal birthday, but since he didn't get a gift (not that anyone was expecting him to at this point), he's not even the center of attention. The triplets are. And they know that, so they know they'll be fine in the walls just to get away. And how Antonio has to accept that fact 😭😭
AND? The fact that they know that no one will look for them for a hot minute and the fact that they can go to one of their many hiding places. Like bro 😭😭 someone give these guys a piece of cake and hug 💀💀 at least the dads are there for them. Most of the time ＼(;´□｀)/
Julieta meant so well, but in the end they still ended up unhappy in some way. And it's cause she never really got rid of the root of the problem: Alma's mentality
#my asks#my asks are open#encanto#encanto au#au#encanto mirabel#encanto antonio#encanto isabela#encanto dolores#encanto camilo#encanto luisa#encanto alma#encanto julieta#encanto pepa#encanto bruno#encanto félix#encanto agustin#giftless grandkids#giftless grandkids au
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i was tagged by @leavemetoplaythesims 💖
Last Song: fast car by tracy chapman 😌 best song of all time
Favourite Colour: forest green
Currently Watching: when my friends and i get together we've been watching what we do in the shadows
Last Movie: ummm well anyone who follows my personal blog is probably annoyed because i'm rewatching all the fast and furious movies for the first time since i was a kid so it's basically new to me and i don't even remember which movie i tapped out at. anyway, yesterday i watched turbo charged and los bandoleros (the short films) and tokyo drift 🚗
Currently Reading: 27 Essential Principals of Story, i literally just bought it so i can't say anything yet, but it's supposed to be good writing advice!
Sweet / Savoury / Spicy? spicy!! this sriracha shortage is killing me, i used to add it to literally everything and now i can't find a dupe that i like 😭
Last Thing I Googled: which side to lay on to make medicine kick in quicker (<- it's the right side, and i can confirm it works lol)
Current Obsession: i'm not gonna say fast and furious again fjksjds i think just movies in general. my insomnia has been SOOO bad lately so i've been fitting tons more movies in instead of sleep :P
Currently Working On: trying to work on the next story post but it's literally kicking me in the ass and nothing is going right :( i also want to put something together for simblreen but i know myself and if it's already october 3rd i really don't think it's going to happen :( L after L over here lmao
i'm tagging anyone whose favorite color is uhhhh blue. this is mandatory.
#i never saw the short films until now and i think it's funny how most of los bandoleros is just romance directed by vin diesel#i don't mind because letty is my girl <3#nonsims
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Reading aspec experiences (or even experiences of straights with aspecs, in fewer cases) I think I really "lucked out" with mine
[It's a bit long, sorry]
I never felt anything (romantic or sexual, maybe not even platonic) and didn't think it weird at all. I lived the first 20 years of my life thinking I was your average straight and that if someone ever caught my eye we'd find each other and everything would be, y'know, very average and "normal". I was very much like "eh, I'll get it on my way to my actual goals", like ticking it off a list, but not going out of my way to get it done.
I was never pressured into relationships, not by family or by peers - at least not beyond "oh, you like hanging out with [male friend]? Are you toGetHeR??" in middle school. It actually stopped in high school, maybe because I was also hanging out with [female friend] then. Maybe when I get older I'll receive more pressure from my family, but for now it's basically non-existent. I also never had the need to get into a relationship if I didn't feel like it, so no internal pressure.
I don't remember where I first saw the term "asexual". I just realized it clicked like... a bit more than one year ago. I'm pretty sure I told this to another male friend of mine (who, according to my mom, was cautiously "testing the waters" to see if he could propose a romantic relationship with me???). I do remember explaining to him the term "asexual". I think his reaction was just a "huh". And that was that lol
It took until I finally watched Jaiden's aroace video to realize I was aromantic on top of asexual. I confused one instance of interest towards a boy on a study trip as a crush, so that was a thing that confused me a bit. Although I was pretty much at peace with the "new" label already. I went "oh, that explains a lot. neat. I'm aromantic, then".
Now I'm questioning if I'm aplatonic too, which I'm facing with almost the same nonchalance - I just worry about having to keep in contact with friends, because I kinda suck at it, but if I'm going to be spending a lot of time in the same space with the same people it's not really an issue.
(Yeah I'm the one who submitted that confession ask on 3rd March, I'm glad it directed others towards discovering aplatonicism. I'm not neurodivergent as far as I know, but I do consider myself an introvert. Maybe that contributes to what might be aplatonicism. Again, I'm also questioning lmao)
When I read about others' struggles, I really just want to hug all of you. I haven't experienced enough to really offer advice.
I've never experienced heartbreak or unhappy relationships or feeling forced to change for a partner, or family, or close friends. The people I've befriended (over a long time of more-or-less forced proximity because of school) were never "sex-crazy", or obsessed with their partners (if any), or told crude sex jokes, or spouted thinly-veiled aphobia. I've never felt anything, so there wasn't much of a struggle to find more specific labels to put my experience into words.
I just feel lucky. Perhaps undeservingly so. If you've also had a more "chill" discovery of yourself, I'm happy for you <3 If you haven't, know that my arms are open for a hug anytime, and I hope it will get better for you too <3 <3
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"Overcome failure at any cost, even if it means betraying others"… That is our family motto! The cold reality of kicking people down is part of business! Virtues and sentiments are for losers.''
📷-cardeas.ph over on insta!
RAAAA NEED TO FINALLY POST THIS WITHOUT PUSSYIN OUT I SWEAR IVE TRIED LIKE 20 TIMES.
So, this Cosplay was sorta a big part of why art was slow the last year n a bit. after being sorta disrespected to the point of having to quit artschool around lastyear, art left a bad taste in my mouth for a min and i really needed to sorta shift creative hobbies for a while, so SOMEHOW i thought building a fuckin spacesuit in my one bedroom apartment was a good idea :))). I really wanted to take some more silly photos too but this costume was AWFUL to manuver in alone, i already had to take everything on public transport like 4 times to get to the con. for sure one of those cosplays where i prob should have had a handler come with me. Then again if i had friends i wouldn't have spent practically 2 years building a giant fuckin shadow okumura costume lmao.
There's alot AND I MEAN ALOT of parts to this costume i would approach very very differently if i was gonna do over, i didnt get a sewing machine till p much everything was finished so some stuff like the faux leather gloves came out so ugly lookin sadly. But i learnt alot! there was alot of stuff in this costume i was very unsure about approaching, such as the helmet. and i couldnt find anythin similar online so i kinda had to just "fuck around and find out" for lack of better term.
ALSO ALSO! big and i mean BIG fuckin shoutout to the persona 5 the stage project!! i used the Okumura costume they built for that as reference and i probably wouldnt have even attempted it if it wasnt for seeing it in the live action stage play! I sadly have no idea who did the costuming for that set but absolute props to them, they are my god damn hero. Ik the 3rd part featuring the futaba and okumura arc isnt widely avalable online but maybe just maybe i was crazy enough to find it on dvd n rip it n maybe ill be able to send it to peeps if they care enough to reach out :) if you like just weird ass offical persona 5 stuff or vidya stageplay adaptations i highly recomend watching em!
If you've read this far into my mad ramblings, Thank you! this turned out to be a really personal sorta endevor for me, and i hopfully can muster up the guts to post other cosplay stuff in the future!
More digital art to come soon!
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