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Classic F1 Tumblr. HOT TAKE!!!
Can we all collectively agree that Ayrton Senna might be a Mama's boy off-off-track???
#no cuz hear me out#bro's a straight ass gentleman#a religious person#who knows italian especially for the fact that his mom came from italian decent.#inherits her shyness and grace#its just lingering all around and he's so alluring#ayrton senna#formula 1#f1 classic#classic f1#f1
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Ok so I kept procrastinating but I finally finished Masquerade earlier today and just. Oh my fucking god, kicking my feet, twirling my hair around a finger, giggling ,rewinding, smiling like a GOON, I have THOUGHTS
--Val's red coat is his WINGS and they're glorious. And not to mention he wears that like, slutty open chested black v neck underneath where he's lowkey showing off his nipples too, the slut. The gold heart belt buckle and the matching gold accented accessories too. Ugh. You can't say he doesn't dress up, and I really liked getting to see the full reveal of his body so to speak, the way his violet arms become black fingers, also is he, is he wearing like gold manicured claw cap things sometimes, why is he such a diva, he's so extra
--the Addict music video WASN'T just being artistic, Valentino's smoke CAN become physical actual chains and bondage and oh my gooddddddd I'm using this knowledge for EVIL purposes.
Boom! Sudden third eye opening moment, but remember that post I made about "Val who starts dragging you around on a leash because he's too much taller than you to keep leading you by the hand" ? His lower set of arms could totally hold onto you BUT I can totally see him using these chains all the time now, to drag you around and just restrain you and shit. Ugh. Just. Him having you completely immobilized and helpless and shaking like a chihuahua as he can run his fingers along you and whatever else he wants, listening to you gadp and squirm
-- ok I know the whole point of the poison music video was showing the horrible shit Angel is made to do and how he's dehumanized but like.... obviously, from.. a fetish perspective... you know what I think 😩❤️
Like you can't just show me a shot of Valentino having Angel in his arms and he's got all four arms wrapped around him in like almost an embrace, kissing, KISSING while they fuck. maybe I'm so shy but that's so... intimate, like, ok fuck my ass i guess, that's like sex, whatever, but kissing me on the MOUTH, let alone with tongue? you might as well be looking into my soul or something dofnofjfjg, not to mention Val biting his neck while they do it like you CAN'T me all of that and expect me to be normal!!!
--platonic yandere Husker with an alcoholic Reader though. He forces you into these weird little therapy sessions when yeah he still serves you drinks but he cuts you off when you're fucking plastered, like he enables you until you're having TOO much, amd by that point you're yammering with your loose lips and answering ALL His questions. Siiiiigh I can see him seeing how you're down on your luck and burying your worries and sorrows at the bottom of a bottle , getting so drunk you can barely sit up straight, and he starts getting protective of you, secretly following you to bars when you won't just get drunk at the hotel, making sure your drink doesn't get spiked, having to kick some ass to protect you and drag you home more than once
--i was such a fool. If Valentino is such a, quite frankly, perverted fucking idiot that he LICKS CHARLIE, fucking CHARLIE MORNINGSTAR upon first meeting her, he ABSOLUTELY does creepy shit to his darling day ONE. He CLEARLY has ZERO impulse control: he drinks, he smokes, he forces himself onto other people, he throws things when he loses his temper. He uses his power to be a bully and seeking unrestrained self gratification
--this is completely unrelated to everything else here but Zestial is hot in that like, antiquated charming eldritch evil kind of way. He seems like the sort of creature you could encounter deep within an enchanted woods, you're freshly dead and wind up in a bad part of Pentagram City and this TOWERING gentleman says some shit like "turn back child, there is no safety for you here". He's. He's sexy in that Neflix Castlevania Dracula way where there's an appeal in his age and his wisdom and his composure and just his full-on aesthetic and such. Like bro it's so easy to miss it but he's the oldest of the Overlords and he bowed in respect to Carmilla for what she did. He's chivalrous and loyal and just 👀 got my eye on him...
--bro watching Val manipulate Angel to get Charlie to leave fucking HURT and I've thought about Reader being in that exact scenario SO many times! Valentino is manipulating Angel to control you, and he's manipulating YOU to control Angel. Sure, he'll have Angel make you cry and chase you off so you don't get emotional and interfere with a shoot, or so that you don't sabotage whatever manipulated state he has Angel under at the time, but when you're off on your own drinking and crying and sobbing and feeling oh so horrible and pitiful, then Val is sibling up to you, cooing about, oh how MEAN Angel was to you, he didn't have to be so harsh to someone so sweet--
Could you imagine the fucking. Tiered angst and manipulation of Angel hurting Reader because Val pressured him to, and then Reader going off and getting drunk and being self destructive, and then at your emotional weakest Val is popping in to strike some kind of deal with you or fuck you or whatever, and then Angel blames himself, and here's Valentino, "that wouldn't have happened if you just did what you were told :3c" and Angel is even further under his control because now he's terrified he might "fuck up" and get you really hurt
--siiiiiiiigh imagine like drinking with Angel and you've been down there for like two months and you're idly chit chatting and, something something, you offhandedly mention something like "god fuck Val had me so fucking wasted I could barely sign my employee contract" CUE ANGEL IMMEDIATELY DROPPING WHATEVERS IN HIS HAND AND SHAKING YOU, "what do you MEAN you signed something??? You're just waiting tables, what did you SIGN???" And it turns out Val whipped out like ONE OF THE B I G "types" of contracts for you. God I really want some elaboration on how those contracts work and how Val or any Overlord strikes deals and even gains powers because it's very clear not everyone had the same level of abilities, and also lowkey the power scaling in Hazbin is kinda busted like not to be a dweeb but you've got people running around basically having Quirks
--ALSO THIS IS SO DUMB BUT I HAVE A COMPLAINT SIR. Valentino straight up says "no one watches porn for the dialogue" EXTREMELY INCORRECT BUZZER NOISE. When you've watched enough porn or at the very least you're hunting for a specific fetish, dialogue can be Duper important. You can see 20 different actors do the same scene BUT have a specific pair who, maybe used a specific line that stood out to you and made it unique and made it worth watching. You know for a long while there I was writing smut and feeling like I was doing the same descriptions over and over again and it kind of burnt me out and turned me off and that's when I tried to shift towards more emotional and environmental and thematic sorts of stuff
Listen all I'm saying is I have been ENAMORED like straight up with the idea of Reader becoming the fourth V because you become close to all the Vs and you have your own talents and they all like you and shit. You're able to pitch product ideas to Vox, even help him if you're a programmer or a coder or something, Valentino.... maybe you have magic hammer space pockets and can run him errands or you cook drugs or you're like a sexy bodyguard for him or, he just likes getting drunk and doing drugs with you, and Velvette is that #Bitch who you gossip with who likes to design new shit for you and bounce ideas off of you from time to time. Like the gradual slide of "oh we're all hanging out and they think I'm actually kind of cool," to "oh they keep inviting me to hang out. I feel special. I'm one of the cool kids. Maybe I even have fun powers and they encourage me to be mean and evil and its fun" to then "oh you're straight up shoving new clothes in my face and you keep using this one specific V nickname for me instead of my real name and I stg I don't have personal space anymore and I'm always being crowded by at least one of you literally 24/7"
God just. God. Just. GOD I AM SO WELL FED. I saw what Viv was selling and I got in line and I've finally gotten my food and it is FILLING, my craving for controlling obsessive possessive douchebags is sooooo sated right now 😩❤️
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BEHOLD THE MALEWIFE
Again
♡ part 2 of random hc ♡
☆ starring ☆
König aka my beloved giant unfairly underrated and overlooked
Tw: mature language, mentions of anxiety, tiny bit of angst like you have to squint really hard
A/N: first i have to thank @bloodlst for giving me so many ideas and for dealing with me and my endless rants about this absolutely scrunkly babe. I SHOULD BE DOING REQUESTS AND YET HERE I AM WRITING FOR A MAN I'VE KNOWN FOR NO MORE THAN A WEEK OR SO. Media is ruining my chances at a normal relationship fr ANYWAY ENJOY
Listen this fucker is the definition of disney Prince when he gets comfortable enough around you
Everytime he talks about his s/o instead of saying you're his he says that he's yours
He feels like it's not as intimate and accurate as he really feels around you to say that you're his
And BTW he brags about you and your public displays of affection to everyone and anyone
Bro has not an ounce of embarrassment in showing he loves you and you love him
He's so charming and smooth but with that sprinkle of awkwardness that makes him ridiculously adorable
He is quite literally a gentleman and worships the ground you walk
In general he's very respectful and lovely with everyone
That's why he tends to like make people crush on him
Which he totally doesn't notice like ever, this man can and will think they're just being overly nice out of pity
He is literally so good at dancing, like it's almost annoying
One could think that him being so tall would make him really stiff and awkward when dancing but he's not
He's as graceful and elegant as ever
Is the only time he gets confident and shows off a little bit his physical appearance
He definitely prefers more elegant dances like waltz and tango ecc
JUST IMAGINE, JUST IMAGINE WHAT DANCE THE TANGO WITH KÖNIG WOULD DO TO YOU.
He has a really hard time at being funny cause he always worries that maybe his jokes are not obvious enough or that he's just straight up not funny
Like he has a shit ton of puns and jokes in his head but says none of them cause he doesn't really knows if people will get it and it's scared of coming off as weird
Most of the jokes are dirty jokes BTW, this man is an absolute child and is making deez nuts jokes left to right inside the confines of his really strange mind
Has really large hands, like not quite big but really long fingers and they're slightly crooked AND EVERYONE WHO HAS LONG FINGERS CAN CONFIRM YOUR FINGIES GET CROOKED
ALSO ALSO when he buys a new phone he doesn't even cares about it being good or not
BRO BUYS THE BIGGEST FUCKING PHONE EVER. HE HATES SMALL PHONES WITH ALL HIS SOUL
He has premature grey hairs. Like he has starting to get them when he was really young
Which ends up in him always having to dye his hair
He loves to go to get groceries
Like he actively gets excited about new products or new things to buy and overall he just enjoys how relaxing and calming is to go to the supermarket
I feel like he's one of those people who are really good at card games like poker ecc
He either ends up broke af cause everyone is merciless with him or he's unbelievably lucky and ends up winning every hand but doesn't takes the money cause he feels bad
It really depends on the day
With board games tho he's definitely a sore loser
Like have you seen how pissy and sarcastic he gets in the game sometimes? You can not tell me this man doesn't hates losing at monopoly
Me and my fellow könig simp @bloodlst have come to the conclusion that he has an involuntary resting bitch face
The fact is that as I said before he clenched his jaw almost always due to anxiety which makes him look like really scary but insanely hot
The moment you make him smile tho it's like you're witnessing some sort of shapeshift witchery
HE HAS THE KINDEST SMILE EVER
He has gone through the most traumatising injuries ever but never seems to notice (?)
Like he has big ass scars in his body and when someone asks about them he tells the story all chill as if he's not talking about him getting fucked up in every possible way
and he like never realises how serious his injuries are in the eyes of everyone else so he's always so confuse as why everyone looks so concern
He chooses his words wisely cause he values the meaning of certain words and doesn't likes to use them lightly
Like he tries not to tell his s/o I love you too lightly or too much cause he wants the phrase to always feels as special as it is for him and not something you said just because
And about that when he's arguing with someone he never says anything he does not mean
That means he will say 100% the truth even if it hurts
That doesn't mean that if he realises he's wrong he won't apologise
He will and will genuinely own his mistakes and take responsibility without using excuses
Like I said before könig is not one who gets angry easily
He has unwavering patience and deals with things very rationally
Like he is used to people treating him as if he was dumb, bullying him and just overall making him feel like bad about his anxiety or himself so it's not surprising he can handle people bring arses very well
He gets upset but always hides it really well
When he does gets mad tho he is going to make you cry
Any filter or shyness goes away and he just snaps and gets really mean really fast
Mean because although he's being honest, he's particularly brutal about it and says things as harsh as possible
But like I said is really hard for him to get that angry
The most that one can do to him is force him to politely excuse himself to go somewhere else and cry it out
He's a really sensitive person and most often than not he just gets sad, he won't stay sad for long but when he does he feels like absolute shit
The things that make him go absolutely apeshit is mostly when people mistreat his loved ones or when people take advantage of someone weaker than them like they used to do with him
When he was younger he used to have a lot of anger issues
He used to feel frustrated all the time with how unfair everyone was with him because of his anxiety
Never got into physical fights but would end up snapping and saying really hurtful things to people he loved
That's why now he tries to be careful with words
He's very proud of the person he has become in some way
He has come a long way and now he's a healthier person than he used to be
He forgives but never forgets even tho he's not the type of person to use past mistakes against someone
He just keeps in mind the thing that had happened and if he doesn't sees any change then he just acts consequently
Hates mint flavour beverages or ice cream and can't understand why people enjoy it so much
I don't know why but I feel like he grow up with his grandparents
He absolutely loved his grandma and used to call her almost everyday
When he buys clothes he doesn't really care about the brand ecc he likes to buys what makes him feel confident or good
Not even what others might like or stuff like that nono
He just buys whatever his funky brain finds pretty
And surprisingly it leads to him having a really good style
#könig cod headcanons#könig#könig cod#könig cod mw2#könig x reader#codmw2#cod#cod mw2#call of duty mw2#call of duty modern warfare 2#call of duty
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literally I’ve been checking your profile every day cause I really love your work :c hope you’re doing alright ^^
could i request headcanons of make out sessions with tecchou?
i haven't done headcannons in a while, also I got this ask almost a year ago but if you're still checking this account I am somehow still alive! The Tecchou brainrot is still going strong amen
Headcannons: How he kisses you + when its sloppy style (slight nsfw warning)
Tecchou's kisses are between the best thing either or a nuisance - he has impeccable timing though, that's for sure.
Kisses you while you have your hands full, or kisses you while you are absolutely disgusting - he doesn't care sometimes, he just wants a smooch
Once he kissed you while you were covered head to toe in dirt and grime from a mission. Full on open mouth kissed you despite how much you needed a shower. He really just doesn't care sometimes
Will always try to greet you with a small kiss on the cheek or a peck on the lips.
Please kiss him back it has him weak in the knees.
Pulling him in by his belt is one of his favorite things
Usually has a hand on you somewhere whenever he kisses you
It's casual, but he has a tendency to let it wander whenever he thinks you're both alone
Definitely is shoving it up your shirt or is grabbing your ass - if you're alone can you really blame him?
If there's a big height difference he's def guiding you around, cause dude does not want to end up with neck and back pain
Will straight up hold you in his arms so he doesn't have to bend over; if he's kissing you longer than 10 seconds, he's just holding you
Manhandles you a little bit. He's a gentleman but like dude is strong as hell, he probably does it without thinking
Has caused you a few minor bruises because of this. He is deeply apologetic each time
Somehow always loses his shirt(?)
Sticks between being conservative and sloppy with his kisses, really depends
When he's really in the mood, man has no problem trying to shove his tongue down your throat
He will make you taste what he had to eat that day, even if it means holding you down on his desk and making you lick it off of him
Every day it's something different, it's fun to guess at this point
I think he's the sloppy kind of guy, like afterward you'll feel like you were drooled on
Pray he didn't eat anything spicy cause he probably is leaving that taste everywhere...
Isn't the noisy type of guy, although I think he asks a lot of questions - he wants to know if you're okay and he can't really read your mind
Puts you two in some weird ass yoga positions - Tecchou is the nerd who's into couples yoga but like in an extreme way
Like you're making out in a hallway and bro is doing the splits for no goddamn reason
Bro will be the guy to do pushups on top of his partner willingly because he needs to get that workout in throughout his day
once you told him to say your name during them, and he didn't realize until push-up 21 why your face was so red
might have been the only time he stuttered in front of you
kisses between each pushup, does not break his streak, however - he needs to get his workout done so you're going to have to deal with it
Quality time (i guess?)
Either completely silent or says some corny shit like 'I love you' and compliments you. No in-between with him
Idk how good these are, sex is literally the funniest thing to me like i cannot take that shit seriously
#bsd x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#bungou stray dogs x reader#tecchou x reader#bsd x y/n#tetchou x you#tetchou x reader#tetcho x reader#tecchou x you#tecchou x y/n
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Imagine you are Chung Myung but female!; *obvious female reader
NAH BECAUSE LIKE THEY'RE NOT EVEN GONNA CARE YOU'RE A GIRL BECAUSE OF YOO ISEOL. THEY RESPECT WOMEN💪💪💪 AS THEY SHOULD
Okay but definitely their pride is hurt because like they're supposed to be stronger but you came in and swiped their ass easily, at the same time they are flustered
You're so confident in showing your body (still covered duhh) even during training and they are acting like bodyguards everytime
Sometimes it's so cute how they act like they're protecting you like a child protects their mom from men, is what your past self would say.
Jong Yoon is such a gentleman a the way through. He's so sweet and so gentle but at the same time god you're testing his patience. Jo geol is such a sweetie bro. Imagine how much he would do for you also just for you to train with him🤩
Imagine how flustered yet frustrated bake cheon would be when you defeat his ass. God the possibilities and he's so torn between respecting you for beating him yet disrespecting you for his pride being hurt. Someone save him before he explodes in red. From both frustration and something more mushy
Your relationship with Yoo Iseol definitely would've been better especially at the first meet. OH OH IMAGINE WHERE YOU GUYS ARE JUST CHILLING AND BRAIDING EACH OTHERS HAIR??? THAT'S SO CUTE🥹🥹🥹 bring Tang Soso in as well babes
Speaking of Tang Soso, she just straights up ran away with you ORRRR better yet, asked you to crossdress as a boy so she can escape her marriage but you rejected her? EITHER WAY WORKS, I DON'T CARE I'M CRINGE, THEY ALL LEAD TO HER JOINING MOUNT HUA SECT
Bye you'll never see meeeee after this until next oneee
#Chung myung#cheong myeong#x reader#manhwa#manhwa x reader#female reader#webtoon#webtoon x reader#return of the mount hua sect#return of the blossoming blade
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Modern au Headcanons!!
• Ira is straight up, completely fine, even supportive of Lenore as Annabel’s partner.
Annabel and Lenore coming back from a trip or something: Father, I’m home-!
Ira, running past Annabel: Ah! Lenore my boy, welcome home!
Lenore: Hello sir- wait, I don’t live here?
Ira: Ah, you might as well at this point! Annabel hurry up and make it official by putting a ring on the lad will you??
Annabel: *stares in wtf you never welcomed ME home with that much excitement* FATHER PLEASE STOP TALKING.
• Ira who was a closeted but not really gay man in 80’s. Clocking Lenore’s butch ass in as homo faster then everyone else.
Annabel: Oh! father, it’s finally time you’ve met Lenore.
Lenore, still with long hair tied into a braid but in a suit: Pleasure to meet you sir-
Ira, after observing Lenore for about 1.2 seconds: Oh, you are gay-
Annabel: FATHER-
Lenore, smiling, very caught off guard cause. She thought she was doing a very good job of acting hetero: What-?!
Ira: Oh, my apologies. Hello, nice to meet you. You are gay.
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Thaddeus: Oh, well. We have been thinking about setting up Lenore with a certain gentleman-
Ira, trying desperately not to burst out laughing: OH, h-have you?
• Lucille and Theo disapprove of Annabel’s britishness immensely.
Annabel: Here’s Lenore’s jumper, she left it at my-
Lucille and Theo: WRONG.
 Annabel: :l
• Both the Vandernachts and Whitlocks are still big important business people here, but they aren’t exactly famous like people in the industry absolutely know who they are but they don’t have to like go incognito to get coffee at Starbucks or something.
•Every once in a while someone finds a picture of Lenore and @s The Vandernacht corporation account like “Man fuck the trains- I want the founder’s daughter to rail me instead.” And sometimes Theo sees it and goes “:l >:0” *blocked and reported* but takes a screenshot and sends it to Annabel to remind her his sister HAS OPTIONS SO WATCH YOUR SELF-
(One time the account in question may or may not have just been Annabel’s alt and she may or may not have made several thirst posts after getting a little too drunk after a shitty gala “Pet, stop laughing it isn’t funny-“)
• Berenice once made a “Your mom” joke while at Lenore’s house and Lucille fucking appeared out of thin air and scared the ever living hell out of her and Berenice has been too afraid to make another one since.
•Annabel used to be very good at hiding when she was drunk. But ever since dating Lenore she has found that it much harder to fake sobriety when all you wanna do is yell about your wife. She is a “LOOK AT MY WIFE!!” Drunk.
• Lucille has found all the misfits asleep in Lenore’s room multiple times and just… stopped questioning it after a certain point like “Go clean my daughter’s room but do it quietly try not to disturb the young cat like young man in there taking a nap Lord knows the kid needs it. I don’t think I’ve seen dark circles that bad since last i looked in the mirror.”
She would often find Berenice knocked out cold in Lenore’s bed, sometimes in Lenore’s clothes and one or thrice in there with Lenore herself- and was convinced that these two were dating. Berenice is just a cuddly bastard but it takes a while to convince Lucille.
• Lenore and Theo have matching tattoos Lenore shows her’s off with out much care but Theo hides his FOR DEAR LIFE- even tho like… Neither thad nor Lucillecan be bothered to care at this point-
+ Lucille was goth in her youth source: Trust me bro Lenore’s dark circles and natural air of sadness have got to be genetic or something
#nevermore webtoon#lenore nevermore#incorrect nevermore quotes#annabel lee nevermore#annabel lee x lenore#white raven#pluto nevermore#Annabel lee Whitlock#lenore vandernacht#Thaddeus Vandernacht#Lucille vandernacht#theo Vandernacht#headcanon#headcanons
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for that person that requested firefighter nikolai here we GOOOOOOOO
au: modern nikolai x firefighter: you’re the sister of one of the firemen at Ravka’s local firehouse, one of the nicest buildings for public servants in the country. when you’re caught in an incident you never expected, your brother’s best friend comes to your aid.
part 1 of 3 since I’m going to make this a series, thank you for the inspiration.
^^^^ me and firefighter nikolai BYE
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“Dominik!” You shout, approaching the firehouse in cut-off shorts and a tank-top, the summer sun beating down on you. “Get your ass out here and get me a water!”
It’s in the middle of August and saints save you if it wasn’t the hottest month of the entire year. Sweat beads along your skin and makes hair stick to the back of your neck, forcing you to yank the strands back into a messy ponytail as you step into the shade of the open firehouse’s garage.
“Stop yelling at me, woman!” A voice from the back of the large firetruck yells and, seconds later, your bother pokes his head around the side to give you an annoyed look. “You know where the waters are.”
“So fussy. Got smoke up your butt?” You ask as you walk over to the door that leads to the kitchen area.
“Get me one too!” Dominik shoots and you flip him off politely while entering the chilly firehouse.
Something you’ll never get over is how nice the building is; high windows, advanced kitchen equipment, a gorgeous dining table and relaxation area, halls that lead to bedrooms and bathrooms, a gym…
You’d live here if you could. If your apartment wasn’t so comfortable and allowed you the freedom to be alone whenever you wanted.
You hum to yourself as you open up the fridge, eyes scanning labeled bottles of juices, energy drinks, coconut waters and…bam! Cold, crisp water. Your unscrew the cap on one easily before you jump, so eager to quench your thirst you hadn’t noticed the body moving beside yours.
“Opening it for me? How sweet of you.” Nikolai Lantsov says, earning a rolled eye from you when he snatches the bottle from your hands. “And here I thought I was a gentleman.”
“Ha, ha. Give it back.”
“Or what?” He teases, blue eyes glinting as he raises the bottle comically high out of your reach.
“I’ll fight you.”
“You can try, Cinnabon.”
Ugh. That stupid nickname.
You’re moving as quickly as you can, already late to your brother’s Christmas charity breakfast event that’s happening at the firehouse. Clad in a winter coat and adorable dress you fly inside the garage, a box full of Cinnabon rolls held tightly in your hands as you yank open the door to the kitchens, your entire being a collection of kinetic energy and quick apologies.
You’re rehearsing your apology already—‘sorry big bro, I was stuck in traffic’—when a body knocks straight into yours and the cinnamon rolls go flying.
On one hand you’re mortified to find the sweet creations finding a new home on the front of a fireman’s uniform, but you’re even more so annoyed at the fact that you’re going to have to explain to your brother that not only are you late, you showed up empty handed.
“Watch where you’re going!” You gasp, jumping away from the spray of icing and dropping the box like it scalded you. You’re already snatching up napkins and wiping the man’s shirt off before you give yourself a moment to think. “My brother’s gonna kill me. I’ll have your shirt dry cleaned but you’ve got to help me pretend I brought something—oh.”
You stop and stare up at Nikolai Lantsov, your brother’s closest friend, his blue eyes filled with amusement as he watches your antics.
“No worries, Cinnabon.” He tells you, ruffling your hair playfully as he wards off your desperate wiping movements. “The ladies will think I’m sweeter with all this frosting.”
You jump up at the bottle to no avail as Nikolai forces down a grin, his eyes absorbing the slightly amused glint in your eyes as you hop up to swipe the water. As much as you’re pretending to be annoyed Nikolai has an energy about him that’s hard to be mad at. Sure, he can be frustrating at times—way too loud more times than enough—but he’s somehow managed to worm his way under your skin during the years you’ve known him.
“So cute. You’re trying so hard—HEY!” He yelps when you start to tickle him, fingering jabbing at his abdomen until he finally relents. “Okay—have mercy!”
You laugh when he forces the bottle into your hands, his arms raised up in a self-defense maneuver.
Nikolai has always been like this.
“So you’re the sweet new recruit I’ve been hearing about.” A voice says, making you tense over where you’ve been carefully portioning out homemade lasagna and garlic bread onto plates. “Cant say the view isn’t great. And she cooks? Wow.”
“Spare me.” You sigh, shooting a look over your shoulder. Nikolai Lantsov, your brother’s closest friend since high-school, recently transferred stations to work under your Dominik’s authority. You haven’t seen Nikolai in at least two years and you can’t help the way your eyes widen a fraction. Holy muscles.
“Ive always loved how sweet you are.” Nikolai teases, approaching you at the counter and setting a vodka seltzer at your elbow. “Remember when we used to play video games together when you were a freshmen? You wanted to play Call of Duty with Dominik and I—”
“I just liked looking at the characters.”
“—and you spent almost half an hour picking out your outfit—”
“Character design is important—!”
“—and when we finally started playing you spent most of the time trying to shoot me in the ass instead of fighting the enemy.”
“You deserved it.” You smirk, ignoring his beaming grin as he recalls the way you’d sabotage his games as teenagers.
Sure, your brother and Nikolai were seniors while you were a freshman. Sure, girls would hound you all day and long for any information about the two boys so they could try and get laid. Sure, you’d noticed Nikolai’s lingering stares, his boyish teasing. The way he—
( author’s note I’m so in love with this man it makes me physically ill. I’m convinced he’s my character at this point with the way i write him. I’ll be watching the show thinking ‘he wouldn’t do that’ AM I OKAY?
Back to the story.)
Nikolai was the one who picked you up after your first horrible date. He was the one who invited you to Homecoming (sorry Americans we don’t have dances in Europe but I like the concept) and showed up to your front door with a cheesy poster and flowers. He was the one who held your hair back the first time you got horrifyingly drunk, his voice calm and soothing.
Nikolai was the one who always gave you the player-one controller without even asking. He was the one who brought you iced coffee after track practice, hoping to squeeze in a study session before the two of you went home. He was the one who tried—and failed—at making you a homemade birthday cake the day you turned eighteen.
Nikolai was good. He’s always been good. But he’s never been yours.
“How’s life treating you?” You ask, popping the tab on the seltzer and taking a grateful sip. “Still hopping from bed to bed?”
“I’m an untouched virgin, Y/N. What do you take me for?”
“Bullshit. I know for a fact you had a threesome with two cheerleaders freshmen year of college.”
“I do not recall this incident.”
“And Dominik said when you were roommates the last two years of university you had a new girl over every week.”
“This is slander. Untrue information—”
“Meanwhile I, on the other hand, haven’t seen action since Junior Prom.”
He’s silent for a moment before speaking.
“Unnecessary information but we could fix that if you’d like.”
“You’re so annoying.” You grin, dipping a finger into tomato sauce before wiping it down his cheek. He shrieks in a girlish voice and acts like he’s dying, peering up at you with wide, offended eyes.
“My kryptonite. You know I’m allergic to tomato’s, Y/N.”
“You are not—”
“My heart! AUGH!”
When the bottle is finally secured you take a long drink, sighing in relief at the coldness of the water. You look up to find Nikolai watching you, an amused smile on his face.
“What?” You ask, raising a brow at him.
“Nothing.” He says after a moment, popping his neck. “Just thinking about how much bacon you’re going to be forced to cook once I eat all of it.”
“That’s for charity—”
“Try and catch me, woman.” He laughs, bolting from the kitchen as you chase him.
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A week later you’re tugging a pair of heels onto your feet, your expression pinched in annoyance.
The reservation at Oven you’d secured was hard to get thanks to the Italian restaurant being one of the most popular in the area. Your date was running late, a simple ‘be there in fifteen’ text the only thing you’ve gotten as you’re dressing for the five minute walk to the restaurant.
You’re craving pasta badly. The charity breakfast at your brother’s fire station went extremely well but your mind won’t stop focusing on one thing: Nikolai.
He’d ran the face-painting station, decorating children’s cheeks with a surprisingly steady hand. You saw him lifting up toddlers and swinging them around, high shrieks of laughter coming from kids as Nikolai entertained them. He’s good with kids. Really good. At one point he’d been holding a baby, congratulating a new mother, when his eyes locked onto yours across the parking lot.
He was holding the infant, both hands gentle, when he looked up at you. Immediately you felt disoriented—Nikolai as a dad? It made you somehow sick to your stomach to imagine him as a father, doting on some pretty wife who could make him a family.
When he’d pressed a small kiss onto the baby’s forehead, eyes still lingering on yours, you swore your ovaries practically exploded.
(Sorry but the idea of him being a father has me unhinged BYYYYYYE)
Now, though, you were stepping into an Uber, tiny dress and heels making you the standout of the night. You sigh and lean your head back against the seat, absently checking your phone for any updates.
Pineapple: Be there in fifteen minutes.
You: You said that ten minutes ago
Pineapple: Stuck in traffic no worries
You have code names for the men you’re interested in. No worries, as he says.
But you’re about ten minutes into your date when it happens: the waiter hasn’t even had the chance to lay down your appetizer before you’re escaping to the bathroom, trying to find an excuse to get out of this. He’s boring, you know? For some reason you can’t stop comparing his every feature to Nikolai.
That’s when the fire starts.
A kitchen accident, for sure. Something that while you’re scrolling through Instagram and WhatsApp on your phone you don’t even notice. Not until it’s too late.
Then you’re banging on the door, fingers charred by the heat of the handle, unable to escape the bathroom.
You scream and wail, backing up into a corner until Nikolai bursts in, his geared-up-state immediately calming you.
“C’mere Cinnabon, gonna get you out, okay?” He whispers, yanking you up into his arms as he leads you away.
You don’t remember much besides pressing a tiny kiss to his shoulder, your mind hazy.
“Knew I could trust you.” You mumble, then slip into unconsciousness.
WHAT DO YOU GIYS THIIII K IM ON A ROLL HERE
#shadow and bone#nikolai lantsov#nikolai lantsov x reader#nikolai x reader#shadow and bone imagine#wattpad#fluff#knight nikolai lantsov#six of crows#ethan landry#firefighter nikolai lantsov#firefighter nikolai#firefighter
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I hope you don't mind this ask, but I'm in a huge Jekyll and Hyde hyperfixation rn (both TGS and OG novella) and I saw a post from you about how "Cotard's Solution" fits his Vibe; did you ever go on a ramble of Will Wood songs that fit Jekyll/Hyde? I'd love to hear them! I'm usually either an emo rock or hyperpop fan but I'd love to dip my toes into more Will Wood ever since my friends have shown me his songs :] I hope this isn't too much of an ask!
OF COURSE I DON'T MIND HEHEHE >:3 (also I'm so so sorry I kept forgetting about this 💀 BUT I'VE FINALLY DONE IT), I did originally connect a bunch of will wood songs to TGS characters in this post, and then I talked a bit about my Jekyll and Hyde playlist here (tho these are all various artists and Chonny Jash, not will wood, still a good collection of songs imo! Especially if you like emo rock and Hyper pop!!), but I would gladly go into detail about a bunch of Will Wood songs and how I connect them to TGS/J&H once more >:3
I LOVE WILL WOOD I'M SO NORMAL (also if there's any specific song from that first post, the honorable mentions in this, or my playlist that anyone wants an explanation for, just ask, bc idrk off the top of my head what to explain lmao, and if I have the thinking capacity to, I love explaining my reasoning!! :3)
OKAY OKAY, I'm probably not gonna hit many songs, but I'll try to get a few :3 I usually don't do these this in depth and I don't wanna make it too horribly long 💀
FIRST UP, A FRESH ONE I HAVEN'T TALKED ABOUT (bc apparently it hasn't been on my main playlist... I'm kinda slow sometimes): SKELETON APPRECIATION DAY
HEAR ME OUT, the "bones" could be interpreted as Hyde, or just all of Jekyll's hidden parts-- anything that isn't the perfect gentleman he prefers to show. And like!!! The lyrics can be connected so easily!! "While my cracking backbone lacks but backs up my false starts" transformation, next.
"All nightmares start as dreams and I hear my subconscious screaming" I don't even feel like I gotta say anything on that one.
"All love starts as a scheme, So wake me up, I'm tired of sleeping" bro literally didn't believe Lanyon loved him, the 'waking up' could be the first transformation.
And like!! The chorus!! "Bones, bones, bones, let me see your bones / Well, I don't wanna know if the feeling follows home /Bones, bones, bones, hell, we're all alone / If I come home, baby, will you show your bones?" Hell, I can see this as Jekyll asking (or at least wishing for) Lanyon to be more vulnerable, but!! Better yet, Lanyon asking/wishing that of Jekyll, since he knows how Jekyll just tends to cover everything up.
Idk, maybe I'm just talkin outta my ass, but I think this is really up there on my list of TGS-able Will Wood songs.
NEXT (another fresh song I haven't rambled about before): HALF-DECADE HANGOVER
I LOVE THIS SONG SM!!! I EAT IT UP EVERY TIME IT COMES ON!! PROBABLY MY FAV WILL WOOD SONG RN!!
Anyways, this song is so so soooo angstily Jekyll coded, let's go straight to the lyrics >:3
"Wonder how I didn't die / This is not my life. I'm no survivor, I only happened to survive" right out the gate, first lines. Bro literally drank chemicals and now shares half his life with an entirely different consciousness.
"Down the days I have left, with one eye open"- could be him drinking the potion, with the one eye open being only half of him--"That was me screaming "Bitch, I am reality" / And stumbling off to lose myself in a brown paper bag cause me and / Sweet Evan Williams got a date down on Avenue / A staving shakes scraping change till daybreak / Turns out anyone can eat out the trash / Then wake up on the freeway mid-crash" could literally just be Hyde doing stupid shit and Henry regaining control 'mid-crash', ie when problems arise because of either of them tbh.
And the chorus!!! "Cause I was drunk when I made my bed / Now with a half-decade hangover I lay down in it /What have I done? Don't know what I've said / It's a half-decade hangover, either this, in jail, or dead / It's a half-decade hangover, Jesus Christ my aching head" bro was at his worst when he made that potion, and now he's stuck with the consequences. And the "this, in jail, or dead" those are the only options he thinks he has to deal with Hyde now!!
"Tripped on a couple steps, and collapsed on the stairs / Broke my neck on the backs of those who I've hurt and scared" my guy has been lying to everyone around him for years, but now everythings falling apart and it's coming back to bite him in the ass so hard now.
LAST LYRIC BC AT THIS RATE I'LL THROW THE WHOLE SONG IN-- "Sober, but still so much still hangs over / Please believe me when I say I poured my whole past down the drain / Say that a second chance is a chance I can take" first of all, the poured my whole past down the drain could be him literally giving up the man he was and taking the potion, OR, him dumping all the potions in that one scene, teehee. Secondly, the second chance part and the lines that follow in the song, totally him at Lanyon.
Next: OUTLIARS AND HYPPOCRATES
This one to me is a very Hyde song, specifically him talking to Jekyll.
"Cause I doubt that you would even if you could change / You think it makes you special, but it makes you strange / I doubt that you would even if you could change / The things that make you special are the things that make you strange" could be Hyde tellin Jekyll that he wouldn't get rid of him, even if he could, because it makes Jekyll fell better about his "lonely prince" persona, as Jasper put it lmao.
"I am the shadows cast aside by gallows, and you the red-hot sky" I just really like thinking about this line with them bc ✨imagery✨. Like, shadow Hyde, check. Gallows? Hell yeah. Red-hot sky? We got color AND, by proxy, sun and moon references, Let's go 🗣️
"You become immune to my toxic fumes / My dose-dependent presence in your life / It's all subjective, all due respect to the collective mind" I mean like. Toxic looking green potion. 'Collective mind', they're both parts of the same guy.
"Horrified at the sight of my reflection in your eyes, I don't belong there" mmmmm bodyswap mishaps 🤤
"Well, it's your conclusions that make mine delusions, so I make you sane / You can thank me later" idk how to explain it but the way this is said just gives major Hyde vibes, you get it, right chat?
"Who'd want to belong to anyone? (Ay, ay, ay, ay) I mean, what do people even do? / So, if you love me, let me let you go, my love (ay, ay, ay, ay), so I can be no one" him and his little crush/loathing on Lanyon, the silly
Next!!: MR CAPGRAS ENCOUNTERS A SECONDHAND VANITY
Literally the Jekyll and Hyde song ever. I mean, it starts with "you're trying to replace yourself" 💀
"Carving out a fact from a reckoning! /Beckoning your back, skin sagging off its skeleton / Levitating off the ground / Is another man wearing your face" LIKE DO I EVEN GOTTA SAY ANYTHING? This whole song is about false identities 😭
"All the other false identities / Remedies or enemies to mitigate your memories / Shuddered at what they found / When they stripped away the grace" like...
"Damn, I thought you're not your imposter / You're so sure you're not gonna get caught / Dead in your own skin / But you didn't choose what you were born in" this song gives big vibes for chapter 14 and 15, with the constant switching and fear of identity reveal and such.
"What you feel and what you do, are those things really you? / And if not, then what is? (Never, never, never) / So, my God, what's wrong with you? / And I'm still asking who that is" I really like thinking about this part as Lanyon asking Jekyll those things, even without an identity reveal! Since he puts up this gentleman facade and hides everything, Lanyon barely knows who Jekyll is.
"You'll never take me alive, baby (this is not enough) / You'll never take me alive (this is not enough to prove it yet) / You'll never take me, you'll never take me, you better pray that I die (no, I need to hit the bottom)" This part feels like a simultaneous Hyde and Jekyll part, with Jekyll being the parenthesised parts. Hyde being all cocky n shit while Jekyll tries to figure things out or something, idk lmao running low on explanation brain cells.
Honorable mentions that I just don't feel like explaining in depth rn, but probably could!!
The Song With 5 Names- very Jekyll coded
Dr Sunshine is Dead- kinda Jekyll coded, but VERY Hyde coded
2econd 2ight 2eer- the Hyde song ever
6up 5oh Copout- another mega Hyde song, if I could animate it would be over for y'all
Against The Kitchen Floor- Jekyll and Lanyon, these gay people make me upset
Cicada Days- also very Jekyll and Lanyon :(
Hand Me My Shovel!- Jekyll coded, I like to think of him making the potion
Basically, 90% of Will Woods discography can be spun to fit these silly characters. I love Will Wood guys :3 sometimes I wish I could verbally ramble about this kinda stuff, but also words are hard (and it makes me feel annoying lmao) 💔💔 but anyways!!! Thank you for the ask! I hope Will Wood consumes you just as well as it has most of the TGS fandom :3 <333
#tgs#jekyll and hyde#the glass scientists#my ramblings#answered asks#william woodiam#will wood#will wood and the tapeworms
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Two weeks ago I went out with this dude I’ve known and have liked since middle school. The dialogue and everything in this piece is taken from what occurred that day. With me and him being hood rats, the dialogue is definitely something. Lmaoo this is pt 1.
“Wanna go to target and walk around then go to the movies ?”
You look over at him with a small smile, while waiting for the light to turn green. He looks over at you and blinks a few times before answering.
“Yea……..Wait what’s at Target, (y/n) ? HmmMM ?”
“Nothing(?) it’s Target. We got a whole hour and some minutes left before the movie starts sooooo…”
He squints his eyes at you thinking that you’re trying to set him up. All you wanna do is just take the boy to Target, man.
The drive to Target definitely took most of the time because you told him you’d pick him up and him living on the East side of town would take at least a good fifteen to half an hour with traffic to get to his place.
With that one Target being on the North side, it most definitely did take a long minute to get there. With the weather being rainy, traffic was slow so yea, time was burnt just with the drive there.
“Put your jacket on. It’s drizzling and I don’t want you getting sick”
You look at your back seat, contemplating if to put it on or not.
“Nah. I’ll be fine. It’s not raining, raining”
As you two walk the parking into the store, he speaks up and gets closer to you.
“Switch sides with me. I don’t want you walking on the outside”
You look up at him with your lips pursed - trying not to cackle.
“Ohhh ?? A gentleman, I see”
“Girl, always. Now get on my side”
“I’m fine here though”
The mischievous smile on your face is seen by him. Causing him to sigh.
“Bro - just switch”
Giving him a hard time is your pass time. You’ve known him since middle school, so he knew very well that you could be hard headed.
You switch sides with him just for him to start walking two steps behind you. You didn’t mind but it did make you feel a bit weird because you have all these thoughts running through your head.
As you renter the building, you guide him straight to the men’s section. All he can do is follow and try to keep up with his fast you’re walking.
“Their shirts are nice. I got this one from here”
He looks down at the black Kakashi shirt you have on that you pairs with sweatpants and J’s.
“Shirt does go hard though. Ohhhh this yo section right here” he goes to the other side where the anime shirts are waiting for you to react at the shirts displayed.
“Mmmh. They don’t have good shit today”
You two had been in Target for little too long now. All he can do is follow. Next thing he know you were in the book section.
He goes straight, grabbing a book saying how good it was while you went to where the mangas were. You look to see what volumes you had and trying to see if the store had the ones you wanted.
Since you stay going to that specific Target you have the volumes they have available so you just grab a Dragon Ball Super volume.
“You read ?” Kuroo looks at you with furrowed brows along with a questionable look.
“Yeaaaaa”
“(Y/n)” he pauses before grabbing the manga out your hand and skimming it.
“Since when do you read ??? I’ve never seen you read. See you cappin’”
“Motherfucker, how you gonna tell me what I do and don’t ! I’ve been reading” you whisper shout not wanting to be extra ghetto at Targét~
“…..okay okay. Nah cause I believe you. I can see your punk ass reading”. He continues to skim through the book before giving it back.
“See I would read but -……. Uh uh. I don’t have the patience”
You roll your eyes knowing he was trying to get smart. You look back to the shelf one more time expecting for a new volume of something to magically appear before he interrupts.
“Where’s the bathroom in here ?”
“The front. Go ahead. I’ll stay here. If you don’t find me here then go to the Lego section”
Just as said. You had moved to the Lego section. When he did find you he had a shirt in hand. He unfolds it and smiles at you
“Imma get it”
You turn your head to the side trying to figure out what the graphics are on it. He notices you’re having a hard time with the blurred picture.
“It’s Ali, girl”
“…..wait, unfold it again ……pfftt ohhhhh okay I see it”
He shakes his head while you giggle at how long it took you to make out the picture.
Y’all browse the Lego section talking about how cool it would be to build a set and how pretty the car Lego sets are.
You check the time - seeing it says 6:30, you ask him if he’s ready to go. Nodding his head “yes” you two start walking to the check out area.
Walking behind you, you look up at him when he gets your attention.
“You better grab something. Their AP is gonna think we stealing”
His anxiety of him thinking that people are thinking that you two are stealing, was honestly a relatable feeling.
“No cause tell me why, when I go into a store and I don’t find what I want, I still grab something so they don’t think I’m sus” you both smile agreeing that the last thing y’all need is for someone to thing you out here doing sketchy things and out of all places, Target.
“Still grab something” he looks at you all serious after just smiling.
“Kuroo, I got the manga. Calm down”
Once at the self check out he offers to pay for your things. You’re hesitant to let him do so because you felt some type of way when someone paid for you. At the end he forced it on you.
“Just pass the book. I’ll pay for it. I’m not taking “no” for an answer”
#kuroo fluff#haikyuu kuroo#kuroo x y/n#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo tetsuro x you#kuroo x reader#this is like a self insert but still a x reader ….. if that makes sense 😭😭😭#[🐲] yess talks#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu drabbles#haikyuu fluff#haikyuu scenarios#man this shit Lowkey boring 😭😭#sorry y’all I’m tryna remember how to word shit after so long of not writing#trust me it was awkward or anything. me and him talked a lot more than what I’m giving y’all.#it wasn’t ^* 🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️
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who in enha would be into reverse-perv. could be friends or partners, doesn’t matter but like doing certain things purposely in front of you and hoping you’d find yourself masturbating to the thought of them. ngl i feel like they all would 💀
heeseung is such a gentleman, well at least he masks it well, but he’d secretly wish you would find him irresistible to the point where you would imitate it first. maybe he’ll invite you to watch him practice his singing but he’ll add more breathy sounds or little hums since he knows you’re into that. he isn’t the biggest on skinship (imo) but whenever he does, he’ll calculate exactly where and what he’ll do to get the best reactions. super good at playing the innocent game and deems it as casual touchings.
my man jay’s already been working out 💔 him inviting you to exercise with him just so he could touch you in certain areas to ‘fix’ your posture. would leave his hand just a second or two longer than it’s needed. he’d flex his muscles from time to time and he knows how much you love him sleeveless so he’s obviously wearing that. would peak at your bouncing chest when you’re not looking and he’d blush to himself. tbh he’s silly and a big ol dummie so he’ll accidentally be a little too obvious.
jake + play fighting, this is too obvious. like he’ll playfully snatch your bag of chips just so you would climb onto him, attempting to take it back. but he’s a tall bitch so it ain’t easy 😭 which is a good thing for him since his hands get to wander around your body even more, but he’ll still try to stay respectful so he ain’t going too crazy with it. a huge ass boner at the end of the session and feels like he’s the pervert one rather than you. but he’s not gonna stop trying until he gets you to think about him in that way.
sunghoon would always tease you in every way possible. once he’s confident enough he’ll straight up flirt with you, even if it’s r rated. lots of sex jokes. he’d point to a lovey dovey couple on the streets and be like “that could be us but you playin” even though he’s the one playing </3 running his hands up your thighs just a little too high without looking at you and feigning a “bro i’m not even paying attention to you, it’s instinctual” look on his face. would smile on the inside if you close your legs and blush.
im so sorry for answering this late but oh lord im so in love with these plots?? literally i beg you, write these‼️
heeseung would sing a sensual song, maybe something with super suggestive lyrics just to see your reaction and yes with touches, he'd make sure to hug you a little tighter, his hand on your lower waist.
fixing your posture oh lord, he'd come so close and observe your every move, coming to help you out each chance he gets to! maybe he'd get a boner by seeing your boobs bouncing, or maybe he'd even leave touches here and there, sometimes too close to the parts where you needed him the most but not fully still.
whole ass wrestling, he'd try getting on top of you, not to the point you get uncomfortable but just enough for you to laugh and enjoy, he'd jokingly kiss your neck to distract you and would love to see you shying away, soon coming back to get your chips and he'd just pull you in a long hug.
oh he'd still be cocky like, “come on, we both know you want me,” a smirk plastered on his face, you'd look away and scoff, screaming internally with his hand on your thigh, his thumb caressing you gently, “oh, im so sorry but you're wrong,” you'd look his way and he'd come closer, his face inches away from yours, “am i, really?” he'd challenge and that would be enough to short-circuit your brain, not forming any more answers.
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Results of my family's random word generator haiku challenge
Malar
Me
It is my cheekbone
They call it "malar" I guess
Kind of a weird prompt
Brother (@drjammies)
Hillocks of bone o'er
Planes of soft flesh, this about
My malar baby
Mom
There she sits alone
Malar splendor evident
Sunlight on her face
Gusset
Brother (@drjammies)
Art from the dumpster
Is a gusset for my mind
And my wallet too
Mom
The table is made
I have undone my gusset
It is time to eat
Me
Triangular bitch
Making this take forever
Gusset I hate you
Garden
Mom
Garden empty now
Where our children ran and played
Now they're grown and gone
Me
Impetuous growth
Taking back their land of birth
Weeds in my garden
Brother (@drjammies)
Oh you garden bro?
Garden yourself from any
Bitches! Bazinga!
Thermal
Me
Mom thinks that thermal
Is some sort of Tumblr meme
No, my dude, it's not
Brother (@drjammies)
What are you for bro?
What is thermal paste for mate?
I haven't a clue.
Mom
Thermal underwear
When it's cold they're nice to wear
Go get you a pair
Insolvent
Brother (@drjammies)
My whole day wasted
And yet I'm still insolvent
Please die free market
Mom
Nothing left to us
Insolvent is not a good word
We have lost it all
Me
Antidepressants
Have made this bitch insolvent
Girl help - my money :(
Krumkake
Mom
I learned a new word
The Norwegian "krumkake"
Now I want to bake
Me
Krumkake does not
Rhyme with bukkake, dumbass
It is Norwegian
Brother (@drjammies)
It's not krumkkake
Or crumb cake, thank you voice guy
You said krumkake
Pileated
Me
Humans don't have crests
Having a head does not make
You pileated
Brother (@drjammies)
Sick fucking helmet
Pileated like a bird
Peacock lookin ass
Mom
Only thing I know
To use pileated on
Is a woodpecker
Smoothbore
Brother (@drjammies)
Ain't got no rifling
Doesn't seem like a good gun
That bullet will drift
Mom
Don't you speak to me
You smoothbore motherfucker
I ain't got the time
Me
He has that smoothbore
Just shoots it straight, no technique
Vanilla ass bitch
Yonder
Mom
"Yonder" is a word
We don't use it every day
Poems or hillfolk
Me
O'er yonder I see
A gentleman with much rizz
And I must say - would
Brother (@drjammies)
Why are you barking
Out yonder window, dog?
Chill out, bastard dog
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Sada Vang || 50 || #308 || Lucy Liu || Closed
Personality:
Sada Vang could be called a sociopath. She cares little for other people, gives little thought to their thoughts or feelings outside of how it impacts her or how she can use it to her advantage. She can be charming and disarming when it suits her, but she also has no qualms in stabbing someone in the back and stepping on their corpse with her designer boots to get what she wants. She has no qualms with hurting others if it serves her in some way, and is not at all squeamish when it comes to 'getting people out of her way'.
Biography:
Born to a drug addicted mother in New York, Sada was abandoned from the moment she was birthed as her mother left the hospital without warning a day after, never to be seen again. Born addicted to the same drugs as her mother and with a name given by one of the nurses who'd delivered her and a government employee, Sada Vang entered life straight into the system. From the get go it was noted by her foster families that even as an infant she rarely cried, and by the time she was a toddler they were noting her lack of affection, disregard for other's feelings, and a tendency to hurt the other children in the homes.
By the time she was ten she'd been in twice as many homes as years to her name, and by sixteen she'd walked away from the system altogether. Spending a year on the street, she eventually managed to procure a fake ID and a job in one of the more prestigious gentleman's clubs in the city. With her boundless confidence and easy handle on her sexuality and sex appeal, Sada rose quickly in ranks among the dancers, earning top dollar on the side through trysts, affairs, and a hint of blackmail with the city's affluent men. By her eighteenth birthday money was no longer problem, but as a gift, the owner of the club brought her in on his 'back door' enterprise.
Thriving as much in handling the back of forth of drugs through the club as she did dancing in it, her reputation became an open secret among the city's wealthiest. On her twenty-first birthday she semi-retired from dancing, instead managing the club and it's less legal operations with the occasional performance for shits and giggles and special occasions. For her thirtieth birthday, the club's owner decided to retire himself, being bought out by his now partner, Sada. Twenty years later and Eden's Garden remains by far the top Gentleman's club for the 1%, and a hefty percentage of the drugs coming into the city passed through her. Ridiculously wealthy in her own right, no one could ever say that Sada Vang wasn't a success story.
The day of the outbreak, the club was empty preparing for Sada's massive 50th birthday blow out, and she'd been in making sure everything was exactly the way she wanted it. For a long time she wasn't even aware anything was going on until her former employer called to tell her to get home. By that time it was too late and just opening the door had brought an attack down on her, one laid to rest with the heel of a well placed stiletto through the temple of a snarling finance bro. Locking herself inside, that's where she stayed with enough food, alcohol, and drugs to keep her occupied until the power finally cut. Seemed it was time to finally start the trek back to The Wexley and the comfort of her waiting loft with a duffle bag of 'supplies'.
Pre Outbreak Occupation: Strip Club Owner/ Drug Dealer
Previous Zombie Experience: Killing multiple zombies on her way to The Wexley from her club Eden's Garden.
Martial Status: Single
Children: NA
Residence: Loft #1003
Years residing at The Wexley: 15 Years
Connections:
Rhiannon Wells - Former 'Employee'
Jeremiah Rose - Employee
JP Rose - Employee
Ashton Ryder - Ugly, meddling, pain in the ass
Zach Sanders - Acquaintance
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*ੈ✎ he's an all american boy!
content: american football player! jason grace x reader
╰┈▸ back cover: mortal! au; part I | part II
warnings: cursing (sorry guys), kinda random non-linear plot (but its hcs so its fine)
librarian's annotations: guys help i need a song title/lyric that fits this so it can be my title
also IM GOING FERAL I THINK THE ANGST MADE ME INSANE SO THIS IS HOW I COPE can you guys tell im projecting by the way ppl fawn over him in this
bro is actually hotshot #1
right when he walks into the school he is BOMBARDED with students like theyre papparazi
hes just
tall, handsome, buff- what more could a girl want?? (there are other criteria he meets but we'll get to that later)
the picture perfect quarterback straight from a damn movie
NOT TO MENTION HES NOT SOME COCKY JERK
at first ppl were like "omg hes so hot but im not gonna go up to him cause what if hes mean???"
and then he goes up to them and hes all shy like
"excuse me? i need to get to my locker, sorry if i interrupted your conversation." and hes scratching the back of his neck and smiling awkwardly
HEART EYES
word spreads fast in hs yall already know
so when everyone finds out hes not only tall, handsome and buff but also KIND??
head over heels
and hes not exactly oblivious to it but hes not fully aware of it either
probably like "oh yea a lot of ppl talk to me idk why tho its probably cause my friends are popular"
bby you’re the most popular out of your friends don’t even
hes such a good student too
teachers love him
hes everyones golden boy fr (especially mine teehee)
usually sits in the front of the class unless his friends make him sit with them in the back
then he pulls out his glasses that he keeps in its case, even having the lil wipe thing folded neatly
cue shocked gasps
"omg you wear glasses?"
"do you need to clean them? here have my handkerchief!" ("who even are you can't you see he has one")
"those suit you so well!"
his ears turn red at the sudden burst of attention and he laughs nervously, muttering his thanks
even the teacher wasnt mad at the disruption bc who would get mad at jason?
(he got little nudges from his friends after)
you guys know that one jock whose actually a nerd x nerd trope???
i dont even know if it exists but it sounds cute anyway
thats you and jason
he had his first conversation- if you could call it that, at the library when you guys were abt to grab the same book (ugh so cliche right)
being the gentleman he was, he let you have it
to which you tried to refute but he INSISTED
"oh, y/n it's yours. i'll just get a different one."
which got you a little intimidated bc who wouldnt be intimidated by a 6'2 jock thats the talk of the town
you thanked him profusely and scampered away
wait did he just say my name? how does he even know who i am?
that probably kept you up at night
like "oh my god did i just embarrass myself in front of THE jason grace???? did i walk away weird?"
little did you know that the jason grace was awake that same night
"did i scare her?? why did she look like that when i said her name? did my voice crack? did she think i was weird cause my hand brushed against hers? oh my god my hand brushed against hers.."
started noticing you EVERYWHERE after that
like he knew you guys were in some classes tgt
but he finds that he passes by you SO many times in the hallway
and somehow spots you at a table across the library
was that your usual spot? was this his usual spot now?
like what?? his delusional never-had-a-real-gf-because-that-one-time-he-dated-his-friend-she-turned-out-to-be-a-lesbian ass thinks its fate
very much influenced by all the books he reads (NO he does not read romance he simply finds an interesting book that HAPPENS to have romance)
(and if he did, WHAT OF IT HUH??? THEY COUNT AS BIG BOY BOOKS OKAY)
i have this headcanon that he remembers the name of everyone in his classes because he was always forgettable as a kid and no one really knew his name cause he was so quiet (or he tries really hard to remember because he has this aching feeling that in another timeline he could never remember)
so he doesnt want to make others feel that way and yea
BACK TO HOW HOT HE IS
(stealing part of this from my earlier rant)
its late, hes tired, but hes back in the library to cram for his test tomorrow
so unlike him, usually hed be on top of things, but his minds been on some... other things. persons. person.
hes still sweaty and sore from football practice, having (literally) ran straight here after changing
throws his bag down (quietly of course, he's not some brute) and takes out like three different notebooks, his worn pencil case from freshman year, and his glasses
jason slides them on, pushing it up the bridge of his nose as he gets up and searches for the textbooks he needs
he knows its more comfortable and less time-consuming to just study at home, after all he already has loaner textbooks given out at the start of the school year, but something in his heart wanted him to drag his beat ass here and work
and good thing too, because he sees a familiar hand grab a book from the other side of the bookshelf
not that he just knows what your hand looks like, that'd be weird
it reveals your beautiful eyes, ones jason would love to see closer
he smiles at you from the crack in the bookshelf, murmuring a soft "hello"
you think you just saw an angel with the way the warm light crowned his head
but when you offer to help him study??? he thinks he fell in love
you were his SAVIOR
thanked you a billion times every other sentence and fumbled over his words cause hes never talked with you for this long
his ears are bright red even though the ac in the library was always to the max
also how is he wearing just a shirt
not that you minded though, it gave you a chance to ogle at the way the fabric was fighting for its life to keep him under wraps
and daydream about fantasies that shall not be named (one involving a pink bow around his bicep)
you dont know how long you were helping and how long you spent daydreaming
you hoped you werent being too obvious (it was very, very obvious but jason was too focused to notice)
it felt like mere minutes when jason looks up, a tired but accomplished look on his face
he thanks you one last time, saying he'll make it up to you
you couldnt help but feel disappointed until the fatigue from the day hits you like a bus
he offers to take you home, saying it was too dark out, and that it wouldnt be safe
god, hes such a gentleman
you take him up on the offer as you did NOT plan on dying a virgin
walks you to your door too, can he get any better???
apparently he can because after he got his scores back for his tests, he rushes to you with a bright smile and presents them like a child with their artwork
”i got a hundred! it’s all thanks to you, you’re a really great study buddy!”
of fucking course he gives the credit to you how is he so humble??
like that was alllll him you just sat there and admired the view (so real for that)
after that he practically begs you to go to his next game, saying he'll return the favor by playing extra hard for you
(can he be extra hard for me tho)
you needed no convincing because a. hes jason grace. end of question. (and b, you know his ass would look great in his uniform GOOD GOOGLY MOOGLY)
he even said he’ll treat you if your school wins (which should be the other way around, but he again, insists)
they won, to absolutely no one’s surprise
took you to a cute lil cafe where you guys got drinks and sandwiches
then he overthinks it before bed cause he didn’t make it sound like a date but he really wanted it to be but he wasn’t sure if you felt the same and-
when you guys do start dating, everyones jealous but they cant bear to hate because you guys are just so cute together (bonus if youre short cause height difference couple !!)
he tried to keep it secret cause he didnt want to get you overwhelmed with a bunch of attention, but its obvious to everyone hes extra soft with you
he thought he was being sneaky when he slowly shifted his usual seat day by day to be closer to you so it wouldnt be obvious (spoiler: it was)
you assured him you were okay with your relationship being public if he was okay with it too
of course he is how can he NOT want you by his side forever
he sees his friends give their gfs their jersey to wear to their games and is like
“i so want that” but he’s too shy to ask youu
but it’s written all over his face as you catch him staring intently at the way his friend hands over his spare jersey to his girlfriend when they think no one was looking
so, being the great girlfriend you are, took it upon yourself to ask him for it
which he gave to you a blushing, stuttering mess
the next game, he was worried
where were you? you weren’t usually this late; the game was about to start and he didn’t even get a good luck kiss yet!
he knows it’s probably nothing strange, that you’re just running late, but he can’t help but worry
the whistle blows and he sighs, getting into position, but not before sneaking one last glance at the bleachers
his sky blue eyes found you instantly, and was that-?
you were wearing his jersey, practically swimming in it as you waved your arm excitedly.
he broke into a wide smile, unfortunately hidden by his helmet, and waved back at you, forgetting all about the game for a moment until his friend whacked him upside the head
he buzzed with anticipation, wanting to just hurry and finish so he could run to you and spin you in his arms
you were his driving motive as he scored touchdown after touchdown, never letting the other team bridge the gap in their points
his team wins unsurprisingly, and the first thing he does is throw down his helmet and run to you, tackling you gently
he sweeps you off your feet and kisses you as you spin, giggles muffled by his lips
hes sweaty and sticky but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, the way his smile lights up the world is all that matters
and he knows that you’re his world, and he’d do anything to make you light up
#*ੈ✎ stories#jason grace#jason grace x reader#heroes of olympus#hoo#hoo x reader#heroes of olympus x reader#pjo#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo x reader#percy jackson and the olympians x reader
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Hatari 2024
(sequel to "Patches' Nightmare")
Garfield, Kissy, Nugget, Patches, and Peter greeted me as Kurt ushered me away from Queen Megen Ace, King Bruce Ace's wife, not the Queen Megen that was going to appear in the future and take over the catering operation. Garfield, Patches, and Kissy meowed a few times. Nugget barked several times.
"What the fuck do these cats want?!" King Dark Chocolate Blueberry Gummy Bear screamed. "What does that dog want?!"
"God only knows-" Lindsay started to say.
Someone called King Dark Chocolate Blueberry Gummy Bear's number. He picked up the phone. "Hello?!"
"Is this King Simmons?" some goofy man asked slowly. He sounded like a country version of Scooby Doo.
"No. You have the wrong number," King Dark Chocolate Blueberry Gummy Bear said flatly as he stared straight ahead.
"Are you sure? I'm looking for KING SIMMONS," the country Scooby Doo repeated.
"Yes I'm sure! Get yo country ass off my fuckin' phone!" King Dark Chocolate Blueberry Gummy Bear shouted before he turned his phone into a chocolate bar. He ate that chocolate bar.
Garfield and Kissy meowed a few times. Nugget barked several times. Patches meowed a long meow.
"I fed them! I gave them water! I hosed their shit and piss off in a landfill! What the fuck do they want?! Vanille! Pet Garfield, please! He's meowing near me!" King Napoleon-covered Cherry Gummy Bear screamed.
I rubbed up against Garfield and said, "Quit! I'm busy!"
Peter bleated loudly. Nugget barked again.
"Happy Relationship Day, and Happy Fucking Birthday, Uncle Evan!" I screamed before I growled at him.
My Uncle Evan, a short man with a bald head, a gray goatie, gray eyes, and a pointy nose appeared with a huge pot of spaghetti and meatballs. "Thank you. I brought spaghetti and meatballs," he said in a pleasant voice.
"Oh sure! This gentleman gets a birthday on the same day as Relationship Day. Fuck it. I'm eating rice," Cody said as he walked toward us before he walked away from us backwards. He added turkey and gravy to his rice and ate again. Hot damn that dog was hungry.
"Did you bring chicken nuggets?" Nugget asked Uncle Evan.
"Yes, I brought chicken nuggets. I remembered to do that after I yelled at the yellow spoon that refused to go in the goddamn drawer for 20 fucking minutes," Uncle Evan said in a flat tone. "Fuck that shit. It can stay on the floor."
A clone of Uncle Evan walked like a robot and brought a 20"x12" pan of chicken nuggets to us.
Peter bleated before he trotted away and started eating many leaves from the trees. He was bleating between bites.
Elephants were making their own holiday commotion. They were arguing, stomping, drinking water, and eating.
John Wayne shot at them.
The elephants bellowed in unison one more time before they traveled together to another watering hole to continue to bitch.
"Ugh. The holidays are dramatic enough. We don't need the elephants to add to the drama that is Relationship Day and family gatherings," John Wayne commented. He reloaded his shotgun. "This shit is a fucking joke, bro."
A rhino ran at us and wanted more drama.
Nugget and Lindsay took the pan from the clone of Uncle Evan and ate the nuggets.
The rhino ran past Nugget and Lindsay.
"Sis, I'm sorry for causing you issues earlier. There was too much bullshit going on during the Christmas holidays," Nugget said.
"I forgive you," Lindsay said as she fed him a chicken nugget.
Patches meowed with joy.
"Hot dammit," John Wayne said as he shot at the rhino. "I can't get away from it. He's a big one. Take your time with him, Pockets!"
"Yes, Bwana. I'll be careful, Bwana," Pockets said as he chased the rhino around while doing a monkey walk. Pockets was a literal circus clown without the outfit, hair, and make-up.
The rhino chased Kurt around.
"You're supposed to chase HIM around," John Wayne said.
"Tell him that!" Kurt screamed as he climbed the same tree Peter was eating off of.
"Casa Camba!" Pockets screamed at the rhino.
"Casa Camba!"John Wayne also screamed at the rhino.
"RILEY!" I sang. "The Ace of Riddling," I added.
Riley the Ace of Riddling scarfed the remainder of the turkey and rice from the table before barking 28 times. Then, he went out of his way to exist elsewhere and eat chicken nuggets. Duke the Ace of Dodging barked 28 times and followed him before eating a huge turkey leg. Nugget continued to eat chicken nuggets.
"Crazy ass dogs," Peter said as he shook his head and bleated. "I wish Tug were here. He was normal."
Then we heard a familiar howl as a familiar basenji charged up near the tree where Kurt and Peter were located.
"TUG! You have returned!" Peter said with an excited bleat.
"Hello, Dad," Tug said as he wrapped his body around Peter's leg. "Happy Birthday, Uncle Evan!"
"Thanks, Tug! Would you like some spaghetti and meatballs and chicken nuggets?!" Uncle Evan asked.
"YEAH I WOULD!" Tug shouted as he raced over to my uncle.
Uncle Evan then poured the spaghetti and meatballs onto a plate, and the mountain of spaghetti and meatballs grew so high that it consumed all of us.
Nugget floated above the spaghetti and meatball mountain and spun in a circle in the sky. An angel played with Nugget's black curly tail, and Nugget spun around and chased the angel and his own tail. He barked repeatedly in the process of spinning. He spun so fast that the spaghetti and meatball mountain unraveled and opened a portal to the sixth dimension.
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hi!! can i ask to write hcs ride in the motorhome with txt? it would be interesting to read! thanks in advance, good luck and inspiration!! ♡ (sorry, my english is bad)
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ camping with txt
notes: hi anon! sorry for taking so long, ty so so so much for being so patient with me! i've written it as a camping trip as it was easier to write the hcs ahaha. tysm ur so lovely!! <3
genre: fluff, crack
tw: none
❥˗ˏˋyeonjun ´ˎ˗
◦ mother has arrived
◦ he's so so excited but also so so concerned
◦ like we'll only be gone for 3 days y/n why do we need two tubs of icecream?
◦ at the same time he tries to hide his bag full of ramyeon
◦ starts preparing at least a week in advance
◦ has a whole list of campervans to choose from, and has analysed each and every one
◦ you have to remind him you're living on a $20 budget so your choices are kinda limited buddy
◦ he's so excited that you're camping in a van, it means he can still wear his pretty outfits
◦ the drive there is super relaxing
◦ although mans had to fight tooth and nail for the aux chord
◦ he plays the spotify playlist y'all made together so cute
◦ has one hand on the steering wheel, other hand on your inner thigh
◦ he's very tempted to start doing something frisky but remembers that he's literally driving a moving vehicle
◦ we must stay focused brothers we must stay focused
◦ you guys decide to park the van in a cute little camping ground in the forest
◦ he takes hundreds of photos of you
◦ but then makes you take thousands of him poor y/n
◦ is extremely romantic the whole time
◦ fairy lights, soft music, warm meals, fuzzy blankets,,, he really gave you the premium experience
◦ and he gets his opportunity to be frisky afterwards too ;)
❥˗ˏˋsoobin´ˎ˗
◦ mother pt 2
◦ although he's a bit more stressed than yeonjun someone give this man a break
◦ he's superrrr organised and has lists of everything you need
◦ is honestly excited but can't show it because he's too preoccupied with feeling stressed
◦ you gotta calm him down at one point like bro its okay
◦ everything has to be perfect!!
◦ he decides that you guys are gonna be parked at a beach
◦ even though he can’t swim mans did not think that one through
◦ the ride there he is so nervous. do we have everything? did we forget anything?
◦ when you get there you wanna go straight in the water
◦ as soon as he sees you in your bathers he starts malfunctioning
◦ no thoughts head empty just you half naked
◦ you're having a blast in the water while soobin is just like,,,, drowning
◦ you pretend to give him CPR, which is just an excuse to give him a little smooch
◦ he ain't complaining though ;)
❥˗ˏˋbeomgyu´ˎ˗
◦ oh my goodness girl good luck with this one
◦ he's SO EXCITED
◦ like it's the only thing he's been thinking of in the past few days
◦ somehow convinced you to rent an RV and park it in the woods
◦ not even in an official camp ground either, but literally in the middle of nowhere
◦ you've seen wayyyy too many horror movies so you're like lowkey thinking he's gonna murder you or smth
◦ but he swears he isn't, he just wants the authentic camping experience sure buddy
◦ even though he's super excited, he won't start packing until 3 hours before you leave
◦ you're like bro. seriously.
◦ the ride there is absolute chaos
◦ he insists on driving because he's a 'gentleman'
◦ ends up getting pulled over for driving too slow
◦ you have to take the wheel, and you bet your ass he's gonna try annoy you on the way there
◦ when you get to the campsite he's just absolutely overjoyed
◦ insists on building a campfire even though the RV literally has a stovetop
◦ you don't wanna burn down the entire forest so you initially say no
◦ but beomgyu really wants to make smores and go stargazing
◦ so you're like "fineee but i'm in the charge of the fire"
◦ overall camping with beomgyu is very fun but very chaotic
❥˗ˏˋtaehyun´ˎ˗
◦ omg this mf
◦ he's ready to go full bear grylls
◦ is sorta confused as to why you're renting an RV like,,,, you scared of some dirt y/n??
◦ but because it makes you happy he obliges
◦ he's honestly pretty relaxed when it comes to packing. brings like one backpack and you're like???? you gotta bring more than just underwear tae
◦ and he's like no y/n i've got this
◦ you think he's lowkey losing it but just like beomgyu mans wants that authentic camping experience
◦ probably jokes about hunting your own food as well
◦ you find it funny but in all honestly he was only half-joking
◦ he calls dibs on the drivers seat
◦ no music, only taehyun mentioning cool facts
◦ which is music to your ears anyways
◦ the entire camping trip taehyun is prepped for survival
◦ but as soon as night comes he gets scared and starts snuggling up to you
◦ like wow ok who's the scaredy cat now huh?
◦ he swears he's not complaining but you pepper his face with kisses anyways
◦ and he's defs not complaining
❥˗ˏˋkai´ˎ˗
◦ so excited he's practically bouncing off the walls
◦ i mean cmon,,, three days away from txt while hanging out with his favourite person? hell yes.
◦ overpacks like crazy. i mean its better to have something you don't need than need something you don't have, right?
◦ you guys end up leaving two hours later than planned because kai couldn't figure out what plush he wanted to take
◦ he finds the RV so cool. like y/n there's a whole stove in here???
◦ honestly won't even leave the RV. it's his home now.
◦ you guys decide to go on a mini roadtrip. and boy is he excited.
◦ the entire drive is just kai screaming
◦ you switch from listening to music to laughing about something to arguing about who would survive in squid game
◦ you guys take snack breaks like every ten minutes. its not your fault you brought the entire snack cupboard with you.
◦ when you finally reach your destination, kai practically jumps on top of you
◦ cmon y/n its been like 5 hours without cuddles
◦ he needs to recharge for like an hour or so and then he's good to go
◦ you guys do a whole movie night in the RV
◦ it's a little cramped and kai's long legs keep falling off the bed, but its still perfect
◦ he insists on watching a horror movie
◦ you both end up absolutely petrified by the end of the movie
◦ when its time to go to sleep y'all are literally wrapped up as one
◦ but honestly you wouldn't have it any other way
#kpop#txt#tomorrow by together#tomorrow x together#txt headcanons#txt reactions#txt fluff#kpop reactions#choi yeonjun#choi beomgyu#choi soobin#kang taehyun#hueningkai#yeonjun x reader#beomgyu x reader#soobin x reader#taehyun x reader#kai x reader
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Office Games
A/N: On some Nanami brain rot rn so I guess enjoy…
Pairing: Kento Nanami x F! Reader
Genre: Smut
Summary: You've been teasing your coworker for months, so what happens when he's no longer bound by office decorum.
Warnings: Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI, Office Sexual Harassment (from the reader), Dub-con to Con, Oral F! Receiving, Dacryphilia, Degredation, Gagging, Unsafe Sex (Wrap It Before You Tap It!!!), No Beta.
Word Count: 1.4k
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You'd first met working at the firm together, the two of you were coworkers at one of the biggest companies in Japan. Working brutal hours you would see each other more than anyone outside of your office. He was always a perfect gentleman, but worse he was an absolute professional. He had clear rules and you were off-limits, after all, fraternizing with someone you work with is deeply frowned upon. You were less professional in that regard, desiring the gorgeous man you spent so many hours with. Determined to break his resolve, teasing him every chance you got. Unbuttoning your shirt far more than decent so when he looked down to you, he'd see the lacy edges of your bra, breasts shoved into your smallest push up so they were spilling out the cups.
Always stroking his arm and cooing. Constantly fiddling with his clothes, insisting his tie wasn't straight, tugging him closer to you as you fiddled with the fabric, completely invading his space. Spreading your fingers across his chest to smooth out invisible lines you claimed were there. One time you even started unbuttoning his shirt, claiming that it was askew.
But even worse than fiddling with his clothes, was what you always wore. Always in pencil skirts, which were perfectly acceptable office attire, but the near-constant dropping of objects and bending over was not. Flaunting your cute little ass to him, hugged tightly by the fabric of your skirt, begging him to react in some way.
But he never did. Even when you traced your toes up his calf during meetings, chewing on the edge of your pen as you stared at him, daring him to break.
He was impenetrable, or so you thought…
You were distracted by the harsh whispers outside your office. Getting up to see what's going on you right when you crack your door you overheard your coworkers gossiping.
"Bro, didn't you hear? Nanami's fucking lost it, just up and quit today!" One says. You could scarcely believe them, Nanami was as dedicated as they came, he was even up for a big promotion, his meticulous nature greatly impressing the higher-ups. The whispers died off in the hallway but you didn't notice. Deep in thought, till your door opened wider. Nanami stood there, staring resolutely at you. You'd never seen him so intense, backing you up towards your desk as he crowds you in.
"Do you know why I'm here little one?" he's had you leaning back against your desk. You could feel his stare down to your bones.
"N-no I don't," you stumbled out and Nanami quirked an eyebrow at you.
"Really?" he tsked. His hand moved, catching the edge of your skirt.
"Let's look at the facts. For months you've been throwing yourself at me. Scarcely unable to leave me alone. You knew I wouldn't do anything about it and yet you continued. Why?"
His fingers danced along the tender skin of your thighs and your mind grew fuzzy at his proximity.
"Because," you started, Nanami's hands traced over your clothed slit and you gasp.
"Because…" he prompted, fingers still playing with the edges of your panties.
"Because I wanted you!" His fingers stilled. He looked at you, eyes dark with lust.
"And now?"
"I still do"
Nanami took his hand tracing it along your jaw, bringing your lips to his. The kiss was deep, drawing you in closer. He was consuming you, fire licking at your bellies as you two fought for control. He picked you up and setting you on the desk, skirt bunched up over your hips. Your clothed cunt rubbing over the fly of his pants. Nanami stilled your hips
“Patience little one,”
He kneeled in front of you, bringing his face between your legs.
"Wanted you so long," he moaned, teasing your clothed slit with his breath, running his tongue over the damp fabric of your panties and tasting you there. He moved them aside, pressing his tongue to your slit.
"God you're so wet for me, already" he's drinking you in, lapping at the slick leaking out of you already. Pressing his nose to your clit as he devoured your pussy. You gripped onto your desk for dear life, legs weak from his attention and shaking from the stimulation. He moved his tongue, kitten licking your sensitive bud. The light sensations, nowhere near what you needed. You whine, pressing your cunt to his face and he laughs.
"Desperate are we?" He brought his fingers up, tapping the outside of your mouth till you opened, and you sucked them in, greedily soaking them in your spit. Nanami withdrew them, separating the two, and watched the threads of your spit that connected them. Bringing them back down to your cunt and pressing them inside you. Slow strokes in and out as he lapped at your clit. Scissoring his fingers to stretch you out. He felt the way your gummy walls clamped down on his fingers. His cock throbbing response, knowing how tight you'd feel around him. drawing him deeper. He crooked his fingers, hitting that soft spongy spot and watching as you gasped and jerked around the desk. He brought his other hand down, unbuckling his belt as best he could manage and freeing his cock from the confines of his slacks. Stroking himself in time to the ministrations he was giving you.
"I can't wait any longer, little one," Then he was up, unzipping you from your skirt and tugging your panties down. Grasping at your shirt, bringing it and your bra up and over your breasts so he could fondle them. Squeezing the soft flesh and pinching your tight nipples as he stroked his dick along your slit, teasing the hole before entering you. Just the tip at first. In and out, the teasing was agonizingly slow. Getting just slightly deeper in each thrust till you were crying for more.
"Please Kento, I need more," tears flowing freely now as you begged him. He snapped his hips, slamming himself further into you and you nearly screamed, almost forgetting your coworkers outside.
"You have to be quiet," Kento shushed you. "Or do you want everyone to know what a dirty little slut you are?" He can feel you clenched around him, responding to the insult.
"M'not a slut," you protest, still not speaking in a whisper. Leaving Kento with only one option, loosening his tie, and removing it he stuffed it in your mouth, effectively shutting you up as he rutted into you again, fully seated within you. He began jerking his hips into yours, shallow quick thrusts that had you drooling around the gag. He felt so good filling you up, his cock pressing every little spot in you just right. Nanami leaned over the desk, bracing his hands on either side of you as his thrusts grew deeper, pulling out further before slamming back in harder, the desk creaking under you in protest.
Kento pulled out, picking up your legs, and throwing your calves over his shoulders thrusting into you again.
"You're so tight, stop squeezing so much," your inner muscles had gone into overdrive, the pleasure too much, he was hitting you just right, the friction against your clit, and his pace was brutal.
"Kento m'close you tried to warn him around the gag but it's too late seizing up around him as you came undone, hips stuttering against his, the tight fluttering sending him to the edge. He pulled out stroking his cock a few times and spraying your chest with ropes of his cum.
He pulled his tie out of your mouth, your tongue lolled out, mind on a vacation from your orgasm. He brings it to your chest, mopping up his cum before tucking himself back in and helping you dress. Not wanting to part from you just yet. Standing you on unsteady feet, holding you till you had your bearings.
"We sort of did things out of order, but would you want to get dinner?" He asked, his heart jumping in anticipation of your answer.
"That sounds lovely Kento," you stood up on your tiptoes, gently kissing his cheek, he moved, catching you with his mouth, deepening the kiss before backing off.
"By the way, I wanted you to," he said, his face betraying no emotion. You let out a soft laugh.
"At this point, I would certainly hope so."
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