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rubberstains · 1 year
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Charles and Max. Max and Charles. Had to write about them before I exploded.
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pylonium · 3 months
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all the higgs fans being like "WASH YOUR FACE BOY" are sending me
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jackgoodfellow · 2 years
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My take on how Jancy and Joe first met!
I think it takes a loooot of magic hypnosis to fully wipe a mind like Jancy True's. And I think that much hypnosis would definitely mess you up for at least a few hours. AND I think..... milfs. Reblog if you agree.
Special shout-out to @little-banjo-frog, whose enthusiasm about my wips for this piece was the highlight of a very difficult week!
(Listen I just really like seeing masculine/butch characters in vulnerable situations and if I have the opportunity for that plus a size difference PLUS a dash of rescue and unexpected tenderness on the side, I begin vibrating uncontrollably. For more of that very specific exact thing, check out the graphic novel link in my blog description. ... Please. Pretty please. It is free and short AND I CARE SO MUCH.)
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Image description: A comic done with digital illustration featuring the characters Jancy True and Joebeans from the YouTube series Drawtectives. The comic is done in shades of yellow, pink, blue, and purple, with the exception of the final panel which is done in full color. The style is fairly realistic, with influences from western and Japanese animation styles.
Joe is a large, muscular green-skinned orc woman with voluminous blonde hair in the style of Dolly Parton. She is wearing a sleeveless red flannel, red lipstick and nail polish, jean shorts, and red pumps. She's very pretty and handsome, with a well-endowed figure, and two sharp white bottom fangs that jut up from her bottom lip.
Jancy is an older butch woman. She is thin, with short silver hair, caucasian skin, and angular features. She is wearing a red and yellow Hawaiian shirt, cut-off jean shorts, and red Converse-style sneakers. She has cochlear implants in both ears.
Panel 1: Joe sees Jancy passed out face-down in front of a dumpster in some kind of alley. Joe is in the foreground of the shot and is holding her hand up to her face with an expression of surprise and concern. She is saying, "Oh my!"
Panel 2: Joe's hands carefully turn Jancy onto her side, cupping Jancy's face gently. Jancy looks confused and extremely disoriented, barely awake with circles under her eyes. Joe is urgently saying, "Oh, you poor thing!!! Are you all right?! Are you hurt???"
A small faded speech bubble coming from Jancy reads, "uh--!?"
Small squiggly lines at her shoulder indicate that Jancy is trembling slightly.
Panel 3: a close up from the previous panel, zooming in on Jancy's face, her eyes just barely opening with an expression of great concern as she looks down at the large green palm holding her head up by gently cupping her cheek
Panel 4: a close up from the panel that is to follow, showing Jancy turning her head slightly to squint up at Joe. She is sweating and has hair in her face, and looks only half conscious as she strains to see. In turning her head, she presses her face slightly into Joe's palm
Panel 5: Jancy, still lying on her side, struggles to brace her arm on the ground and get up. Action lines indicate she is trembling and moving jerkily. She doesn't seem to be able to see very clearly. She is barely managing to lift her head several inches off the ground.
Joe's hands support Jancy's head and lightly grip her shoulder. Only Joe's hands are visible, but speech bubbles belonging to her take up most of the panel. She is saying, in a country accent , "Oh gracious! Don't push yerself! What if you've hurt your neck or somethin'??"
a scraggly speech bubble coming from Jancy reads, "ah-- uhh?!?" In small unsteady text.
Panel 6: Jancy gasps and collapses back onto the ground. She lets out a yell and her eyes shut tight in a grimace of pain. Her hands are trembling and tense. Joe's hands are on either side of jancy's face, stabilizing her long slender neck. The shot is framed with Joe's speech bubbles. Joe is saying, "Oh! Oh, dear! It's alright! I gotcha. Please, let me help you!"
Panel 7: Joe helps Jancy to slowly turn onto her back. Jancy is shown at a profile, back arched, eyes shut and teeth clenched in pain. She's letting out a quiet grunt of pain. There is a small scrape on her left cheek. Joe's hands are behind jancy's head and on her opposite shoulder. Joe's blonde hair is visible hanging into the shot, but her face is out of view. Joe is saying, with each separate sentence in its own individual speech bubble, "Let's get you turned over real careful alrigh'? Take your time. That's it... You're doin' great darlin'!"
Panel 8: a large speech bubble from Joe reads, "There. Jus' take a breather, sugar." A close up on Jancy's face framed by Joe's hands cradling it gently. Jancy is panting, her eyes closed in exhaustion from the effort, mouth open slightly and head tilted back. Sweat on her face. Joe is wearing a silver bracelet. A scraggly speech bubble coming from Jancy reads, "uungh??" One of Joe's hands is lightly brushing Jancy's cheek while the other supports her head.
Panel 9: speech bubbles from Joe read, "Oh, you poor dear... lemme get this hair outta yer face!"
This panel is similar to the the previous panel. It is still a close up on jancy's face from Joe's POV. In this one, Jancy is slowly opening her eyes, a small question mark next to her head as she slowly focuses on the image in front of her. Joe's hands are supporting jancy's head and brushing the hair out of her face. In this position, jancy's collar is askew, and her shirt is open to the just below her collarbones. A soft hazy light is reflected in her eyes. With every panel, the comic has shifted slightly more from a blue color tone to a slightly warmer pinkish tone. It is now much warmer than the first panel.
Panel 10: a close up of Joe's face from jancy's POV, looking down at Jancy with her face framed against a sunset sky, the light brightening her golden hair. In this shot, her skin is a saturated sky blue. Her eyes are blue and her lipstick is a bright pink. She is smiling at Jancy and speaking with a gentle, sympathetic smile. She has dimples. She is saying, "Well, there you are!!"
Panel 11: a close up of jancy's face, once again framed and supported by Joe's hands. Joe has brushed the hair out of Jancy's face, giving her the look of someone who has just had their hair blown back. This matches Jancy's expression, which is one of awe. It is very gay. This panel is the most pink-tinted of all the panels so far.
Panel 12: the same image as the previous panel, but zoomed out to include Jancy's shoulders and upper chest in the shot, as well as Joe's muscled forearms. This also makes room for speech bubbles, which overlap the edges of the panel's frame and surround Jancy.
Joe is saying, "No sign of any fever, thank goodness! And thank the stars yer not bleedin'! No need to fret! You're safe with me!! I'll take care of ya! Still, I think I best get you outta this alley!"
Panel 13: a wide shot in full color and a lot of detail of Joe carrying Jancy in a bridal carry. Joe is several times larger than Jancy and carries her with no effort. Jancy is mostly limp, her head resting on Joe's breast. She is looking up at Joe, blushing slightly, and looking embarrassed . She still looks pretty lost and disoriented, mouth hanging open a little and eyes straining to see Joe's face without being able to move her body much.
Joe is smiling brightly, posture confident, she is saying, "Now don't you worry! We'll have you feeling right as rain in no time!!"
Joe is walking down some kind of wooden boardwalk that is framed on either side by flower bushes. Behind that, a sunset reflects on a body of water that goes out to the horizon. The scene is warmly lit. Willow leaves hang down in the foreground. Joe is backlit by the sunset.
Panel 14: a close up of the previous image, focusing in on the character's faces.
Bonus image: the same as the final panel but with no speech bubbles covering up parts of the background
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myketheartista · 1 year
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HEY HOMIES !!!
Here’s the big baddie 😮‍💨 my final for Digital Illustration I ! I was so excited to do this assignment when I first heard about it in Week 1, I had kinda planned from the start for it to be an Aiah and Polor piece since I can’t get their dynamic outta my head. Came back to an old rendering style I haven’t touched in ages and really tried to push the color palette this time around (I learned about gradient maps ! They’re super cool !!) In the end, I think there’s a lot about it I wouldn’t change at all. This is honestly one of my best pieces if I’d have to judge, haha.
I’m super pleased with the finished version even though it drained every ounce of my life force <3 I now vanish to pursue more back-breaking projects
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esculentevil · 1 year
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(Thorinduil) Gray Heart
Thorin’s age is showing more and more, the grays in his sooty hair deepening; but it does not make him fade; nor does it make him any less alive to Thranduil.
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“What is wrong, meleth?”
Thorin grunts as he does not look up, does not move or budge beyond his index and thumb which twirl a lock of white-gold hair around a lock of near-white gray. The similar but contrasting strands glisten ethereally in the crescent moon’s light like scintillating gemstones not unlike the much coveted Arkenstone.
But it is not dragon’s greed that holds the Dwarfking’s heart.
“I grow old, Elfking.” His voice is deep and dark like the hollows ‘neath the earth; it vibrates aggressively against the soft and silken skin of his love and bedmate; it disturbs the strands of hair resting against Thranduil’s bare chest like ripples upon a pond and ghosts through salt and trust during times of pain and war. “Soon, too old for even you.”
“... and why would you think such a thing, guren?”
Black hair moves now as even they are dislodged upon his strong head when Thorin barks a scuffing laugh, ridiculing himself more so than his loved one. Thranduil frowns but awaits his answer in silence: he is patient; he can wait. “LOOK at me, amrâlimê: my face is growing worn, my beard thinning down... even my hair is loosing color! Soon... Soon, I will no longer satisfy you...”
“You think youth is what pleases me?”
“...” Thorin rubs the locks together again, contemplating his response. Finally, after a long moment of silence (during which he both marvels at and adores Thranduil’s infinite patience), he quietly admits: “Is it not? My passion, fire, ardor: were these not the things you said made me most attractive? Most pleasing?”
“And you think your age makes you loose them?”
“Doesn’t it?” Thorin’s hand is hot and tense--clenched to the point of hurting--when Thranduil rests his own upon it. The cool touch of elf-soft fingers along with the comfortingly chill press of metal rings is all it takes for the hand to relax; the soothing circles mimed by the Elfking’s thumb was just a sweet plus.
“Your age only grows you, Thorin; as mine has grown me: your passion has only broadened like your shoulders so that you may carry with you even more zeal; that fire that has been burning in your eyes and heart since you were a child has only turned into a raging blaze as you now have no restrictions with me or mine; and your ardor has only become more enrapturing and endearing since the day you finally allowed us both to act upon our united hearts so that they may gray to one.”
The soothingly delicate tones of Thranduil’s voice is disrupted by a sardonic huff. It is quickly followed by a (self-)mocking laugh, “Gray? Both??? Tell me, ELF, how are YOU going to GRAY???” Thorin’s bitter words, which remind Thranduil that neither of them have the power to keep the Dwarfking alive for much longer, sting the Elfking a lot more than they should and the ancient being flinches for it.
However, he does not back down or truly waver: “Most elves gray to the sea, ‘til they are unable to remain in the color of this world... I, however, will gray to you: I will grow to appreciate you and the rivers of pure silver in your unruly~ hair, carry in me a love for shadows in your smile that darken in lines upon your face, and act with reverence for the time you have allowed me to be whole with you--for those of your race have not enough on this earth and I am honored that you, whom did not have to, chose me to be The One whom you deem worthy of it: worthy of you, your love, your passion and zeal and heart, your blazing ardor which,” he laughs softly, sweetly yet strongly, and leans down with a smile just enough to kiss Thorin’s silvered hair, “Is the only death by fire I will ever want: the only way I want to become ashen and gray because it is beside YOU.
“Because your age does not make you any less to me; it only makes you more: more lovely, more enchanting, more sweet, more precious, more my everything.”
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bitwein · 2 months
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My laptop finally kicked it after surviving university with me and then some 🤡 I will be work station less for the foreseeable future…. I’m currently live tweeting my slow freak out about it on twtr
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magioffire · 9 months
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truly mahesh jadu should be in everything, love that man & his massive talent
he really should, but most importantly, he plays vali in my imagination
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nicistrying · 1 year
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Easter weekend:
Friday:
Worked 8-5. Saw my wagon driver and he gave me his number in case they change his shift 😂 we had a good old flirt. I promised to wear my tight jeans for him on Saturday since my manager was off that day. He laughed and told me I was a good girl 😍 Got home and Matt had made hot "pork" sandwiches with onion gravy and apple sauce - my favourite meal from my meat eating days but he just used quorn roast instead of pork. It was so good omg 🤤
Saturday:
Worked 7-3. Wagon driver came into the store for me to help him get his last minute easter eggs for his nieces. It was weeeird doing normal stuff with him but we had a really nice just chill catch up over our cup of tea after. I was asking about his tattoos and he ended up telling me all about his time in the army. He left and the rest of my shift dragged sooo badly. Had a nap when I got home and then went out for food and drinks with Matt's older brother and his boyfriend. We had a lovely time 🥰
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Sunday:
Lovely lie in this morning snuggling Maggie
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Family afternoon out to one of the Roman forts near us along Hadrian's wall which was really cool!
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Then Matt's younger brother came to stay the night so we took him out for Indian food which was delicious 😍
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And now I am in the bath, chilling, ready for bed 😴 Matt's parents want us to spend all day tomorrow with them but I need to see my Nannas so that's what I'll be doing 🤷🏼‍♀️ hope everyone is having a lovely lovely time 🥰
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tillman · 1 year
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U have done such a service with distributing the vastedge files because I've done nothing for hours but comb through the videos looking at them... it's so enriching
LMAO im glad other people also r entranced by the insane shit in there. As I was converting them I was just in awe at the random shit I found from clicking file names at random. Its a great time
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poisonwrites · 2 years
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So I’m storyboarding my starkerstrange longfic and I’m to the point where I’m writing my first chapter but man…hope you guys like horror!
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honeysylvan · 7 months
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Lily gets a call from a friendly ranch hand, which certainly lifts her mood! The man introduces himself as Rowan, and says he'd helped her uncle around the ranch before he passed. He seems pretty loyal to Lily's late uncle, and wants to keep on helping out at the ranch, even though Lily can't afford to pay him right now. Maybe Lily's luck is turning around?
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kissingwookiees · 2 years
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making a big gifset at the moment and being very annoyingly particular about fonts and font placement
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imababblekat · 3 months
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TmnT Boy's Reaction To April's Roomie Dressing Nice; Hc's
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Anon request, "Hey so I have a quick request- but first ima say that I love your writing style and your spider-person/tmnt AU! It’s so fun to read your work and I say it again, I love it! Anyway tho, can I pls request on how the turtles react to our sleepy roommate, actually looking their best. Such as in a nice outfit and they freshened up. Please don’t feel like you have to write this. And you can skip it if you want. But ya, amazing work! ✨✨✨"
A/N: Aw thank you! sorry i've been dead lately, hopefully i'll be able to get to it tho ヽ(✿゚▽゚)ノ
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~xXx~
Michelangelo:
100% whistles when he comes to pick you and April up for a special NYPD ceremony and gets a look at your nightly outfit
It’s not even anything super sexy; a (c,c) long sleeved, v neck jumper with a simple floral design down one of the open pent legs accompanied with a pair of (c,c) block heals and simple but stylish jewelry
The outfit and your styled up looks are just so different from what Mikey is used to seeing you in, which is usually either comfy sweats or casual clothing depending on the location
He lets you know how stunning you look and doesn’t miss the way you shyly try to hide your blush at his compliments, which only spurs him on some more
At one point in the night he makes a slightly flirtatious comment about how he’s not surprised you pulled off such a look, because he thinks you’re gorgeous in anything, and is promptly met with your very flustered response of shoving your matching orange purse in his face (he regrets nothing!)
Donatello:
This poor turt feels his stomach fluttering when lays eyes upon your outfit for the nights celebration
Accentuating your appearance is a soft (c,c) dress with a sewn on silk cape that covers your upper arms, frilly tights cover your legs and adorable (c,c) flats support your feet, and to top it all off is a simple but very cute pastel purple bow clipped neatly to your hair to pull it all together
Donnie nearly chokes up on his words trying to think of the right thing to say, as he’s so used to seeing you wearing anything else but this type of style
Eventually he settles for just offering you his arm to walk with him into the rented convention center the NYPD is hosting in, to which you appreciatingly take
You’re just so pretty and to be frank the purple bow is definitely throwing him off in the best of ways
Of course, Donnie being too smart for his own good, has a sneaking suspicion the accessory was a purposeful choice based on your little smirk and glinting gaze
Raphael:
All the impatience Raphael felt waiting for you and April to finish getting ready dissipates like water in the Sahara when his golden eyes lay witness to your get up
Enveloping you is a beautiful (c,c) asymmetrical cloak sleeved top that cascades diagonally down your form and to match are a pair of equally flowing wide leg trousers and (c,c) coned heels
The accessory picked to match is a very pretty necklace with a glimmering ruby, a detail that does not escape Raphael’s notice
Speaking of notice, it does not escape you the slightly awkward silence you and April are greeted with from the burly ninja
Raph is quick to fix himself when April ask if he’s okay, hoping no one notices the deep blush upon his cheeks, and he jokingly pretends to not recognize you, saying he’s just focused on trying to see where you’re at
You of course roll your eyes at his antics and smack his arm, Raphael chuckling at your slight feistiness he adores, and commits your un-characteristic appearance to the catalog of memories he has of you
Leonardo:
Much like Raphael, Leonardo is left speechless when the balcony window to your and April’s apartment opens to reveal your chosen attire for the NYPD ceremony
A (c,c) suit blazer tops a neatly ironed dress shirt that’s tucked into matching (c,c) slacks held up by a fastened belt and to match are a pair of (c,c) oxfords to offer your feet comfort as well as added fanciness
The blue tie around your collared shirt is what catches Leo’s eyes, a grin spreading across his face as he steps inside and makes a comment about how the outfit suits you
Ignoring his punny compliment you simply say thanks before adding that you just wish you could get the tie to not be crooked and if he would be okay lending a hand
Leonardo has no issue helping especially when it comes to you and as he closes the gap between you to adjust said troublesome tie, it takes all of his willpower to not get completely enraptured by the deepening blush upon your soft cheeks, that of which always seems to make him equally flush
~xXx~
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eveninggstar · 3 months
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Can I request a johnnie fic where he’s streaming and she’s also there and reacts to stuff with him
I feel like this request sucks but ily bye
TikTok reaction
Summary: you and your boyfriend, Johnnie, watch some random guys tiktok page for a video
Warnings: fluff, play arguing, Johnnie joking about having a foot fetish, no use of y/n, pre-established relationship, readers looks not specified, reader intended to be female (doesn’t have to be tho)
A/N: heyyyyy, sorry i’ve been gone for under a month. happy new year(it’s the 18th almost 19th) love everyone for liking, reposting or commenting love you all, and the silent readers 💕💕💕
ty anonymous for the cute request, more Jake and Johnnie to come love you guys, sorry it’s short <3
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Johnnies voice echoed through the walls as he introduced the video. His voice was comforting to you as he joked about having a good day. Johnnie had invited you over to react to a tiktok guy for a youtube video, you agreed happy to spend time with him. Even if it meant you were watching weirdos on the internet.
"Alright, we're going in." He put on his headphones, but paused halfway. Your named echoed through the house as he yelled for you. As you walked into frame you acted like an adorned celebrity, giving the odd 'Thank you, thank you. No, no autographs.' Johnnies Timmy-esque "Yay!" would only suggest that in post there would be a ground applauding, hopefully or it would've been incredibly awkward.
When you sat down, Johnnie grabbed your face, "Once we start watching these we will never be the same again." He forced your head to nod as his striking blue eyes practically stared into your soul.
Johnnie started to explain the trend that the tiktoker you were watching was about to do, "When you're wearing clothes that are not flattering and you do a face like-" he pulled an ugly face, still looking hilariously cute, "-and you go ahhhh! The you do a transformation like-" he posed in several ways, the camera zooming in on your cringed out face as you looked at him (jokingly).
The camera went back to him with his arms held up in an awkward position, "i'm sexy." Then it cut back to your face looking as if you were scared of your boyfriend sitting beside you.
"The people will be like," Johnnie began stuttering.
"eh, wu, ah," you mocked putting your face closer to his, smiling when he turned to you.
"Why won't you let me live?" He replied in his Timmy voice, the. the two of you burst out laughing away from one another.
As he continued to explain the trend of being unconventionally attractive then to attractive, you could help yourself to offhandedly say, "When's that going to happen to you?"
"Eh-" Johnnie paused, "Shut up!" he jokingly yelled with a smile.
As you and Johnnie watched the guys tiktok's, you could feel your sanity slowly decreasing. Especially when there was the foot phone stand video...
"Johnnie, what the fuck!" You yelled as the video continued, the guy rubbing a woman's foot whilst in the phone.
"It's a good idea!" He defended.
"No it's not." you slapped his arm.
"Let's test it." He put a finger up, as if he had an idea. This earned a grossed out look, causing Johnnie to make a slurping sound with his mouth.
"You are actually insane."
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katrotica · 13 days
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Yep, I'm doing that thing where I post a girl for the first time and then post her again shortly after because there are too many hot pics of her. I'm a sucker for a boxing themed pic (even tho I've legit never watched boxing... seems so barbaric to me). But boxiing gloves are interesting and sexy in a way I can't describe, especially when a girl is wearing ONLY boxing gloves. I like that. I'd box with Kristina if that's what she wanted. Hopefully naked boxing isn't about boxing for very long tho ;)
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wongyuseokie · 9 months
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Bake a Wish | c.s.c
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Summary: Seungcheol knows it’s silly. Getting this mad that you forget his birthday, but it only happens once a year. He’s too prideful to let it go so quickly, and you’re too determined to continue letting your boyfriend sulk. 
☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ☁︎ angst | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works
Word Count:  3651 words
Pairings: Choi Seungcheol x Female Reader 
Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Fluff, Smut & Angst, Idol! AU, but like it’s not that important. It just sets the tone, I guess? Like why he stays in a dorm etc. 
Content Warnings: Smut, fluff, angst 
Smut Warnings: Unprotected sex (don’t do this irl), daddy kink, only for a few seconds tho, oral sex (f receiving), pussy fingering, overstimulation, cum licking (off fingers), ear biting (nibbling, it’s sexy), squirting. Nicknames, kitten because, at this point, it’s my favourite nickname to use. 
Authors Note: Thank you so much @here4kpopfics, @lovelyhan, @seokgyuu @sluttywoozi and @seungkwansphd, for hearing me go on and about this fic and helping me out 💕also tagging my lovely @duhnova because I know you yell about Cheol a lot 😗😗
Authors Note 2: Happy Birthday Cheol!! 🥳 here's a smutty little sorta plot-filled smut fic 💕💕 I posted it at 12 (Korea time) woo hoo.
© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.
“Cheol?”
No response. 
“Seungcheolie?” 
“Baby, I know I forgot. Work was just crazy and everything. I won’t make excuses. Please don’t be mad,” you pleaded, and your boyfriend sighed. 
“I’m not mad. You were the one who wanted to do something, so for you to forget,” Seungcheol trailed off, sighing as he ran his hand through his hair. 
“Forget it. I’m a grown man. I shouldn’t sulk over a birthday,” Seunghcheol said, defeated, as he started to get up from the couch. 
“Cheol, I just lost track of the days and forgot. I’m so sorry,” you apologised, getting up and going after him. 
“See, that’s what bothers me. You forgot. I’ve had friends forget, family forget, but you? I guess that puts things into perspective for me. I don’t know, maybe it’s my fault for putting you, my girlfriend, on a higher pedestal, but I thought you would remember,” Seungcheol spoke, each word breaking your heart even more. 
“I can make it up to you. Why don’t we do something this weekend?” You offered hurriedly, and Seungcheol shook his head. 
“I have plans with the guys and can’t back out. They initially wanted to celebrate on my actual birthday, but I told them that tonight, well, it would have just been for us,” Seungcheol explained with a sad smile. 
“But,” Seungcheol said, breaking the tension slightly. “You said there’d be an amazing chocolate cake waiting for me at home?” Seungcheol asked hopefully, only for it to shatter the second he saw your face fall. 
“Ah, right, you forgot,” Seungcheol deduced and shook his head. 
“Look, we can order something and get a bottle of wine, and I can spend all night showing you how sorry I am?” You offered, placing a hand on Seungcheol’s shoulder, making him look at you. 
“Sex isn’t going to fix this,” Seungcheol mumbled. 
“There’s nothing to fix. I just need to stop making birthdays such a big deal,” Seungcheol added, and you shook your head at his words. 
“No, Cheol,” you started to say, and he held up a hand to stop you.
“Look, you’ll say something, and then I’ll say something, and it’ll snowball. I don’t want to risk an argument, not on my birthday or with you,” Seungcheol said. He was tired, and he wanted to sleep. 
“Okay, yeah, you’re right. What if I draw you up a nice bubble bath, and we can just sleep? You can even hog all the blankets,” you added with a hopeful smile. 
“Actually. I was planning to sleep at the dorms tonight,” Seungcheol admitted. 
“Oh, but Cheol, since we’ve been together, we always spend birthdays together,” you protested, and Seungcheol shrugged. 
“Well, I guess tonight’s just full of firsts?” Seungcheol muttered. 
“I don’t want to lose you over this,” you admitted, and Seungcheol smiled softly at you. 
“You won’t, not over this. It’s not a fight. I’m just upset and want some space, but I don’t want to get into anything tonight because I know it’ll end in a fight, and I don’t want that,” Seungcheol clarified. 
“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, and he shrugged. 
“We’ll be okay. I just need some space,” Seungcheol added, and you nodded. 
You had messed up so badly, and usually, when either of you messed up this bad, you’d argue and be fine in a few hours, but tonight was different. You hurt your boyfriend so badly that he was beyond the point of being angry, he was disappointed, and he felt defeated. 
“When can I see you?” You asked impatiently, and Seungcheol shrugged. 
“Let me be the one to reach out?” Seungcheol suggested, and you nodded slowly as you watched your heartbroken boyfriend put on his dress shoes and coat, things you told him to wear because you made a reservation at the best restaurant in town. Seungcheol got dressed up and excited for tonight, only for you to stand him up at the restaurant and forget his birthday together. 
As you watched your boyfriend dejectedly leave your apartment tonight, you had a plan, and you were determined. You’d do everything possible to ensure he never felt this shitty again and to redo tonight. No matter what, he’d still have a fantastic birthday this year. 
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“Oof, she forgot?” Jeonghan asked Seungcheol when he saw his friend sulking about the dorm that evening. 
“Yeah. I mean, I wouldn’t care,” Seungcheol started to say, earning a scoff from Jeonghan. 
“You are the sulkiest in general, but more so about your birthday, but continue,” Jeonghan interrupted. 
“Anyways,” Seungcheol said with a glare. 
“She planned everything, told me to get ready and clear my schedule, and she doesn’t show up? Then she told me a cake was at home, which she had forgotten. I don’t know, and it felt like she forgot everything,” Seungcheol mumbled, pouting. 
“Here,” Jeonghan said as he handed Seungcheol a black box with a bow. 
“Jeonghan, I’m taken,” Seungcheol joked, making Jeonghan roll his eyes. 
“Shut up. It's a little something for your birthday, it won’t compare to what Y/N got you, but I hope you like it,” Jeonghan added, and Seungcheol’s face fell. 
“She forgot to get me a present,” Seungcheol muttered. 
“Maybe something else is going on in her life? Something that requires her full attention, and she just got overwhelmed?” Jeonghan offered. 
“But she didn’t tell me?” Seungcheol questioned. 
“You’re a busy man, and I’m sure it’s nothing she can’t handle and didn’t want to bother you,” Jeonghan suggested. 
“She’s my girlfriend. She couldn’t ever bother me,” Seungcheol said softly, and Jeonghan patted Seungcheol’s shoulder to comfort the sulking man. 
“We’re still on for tomorrow. We’re planning to go out and get shit-faced. You can invite Y/N if you want,” Jeonghan suggested. 
“No, I think space would do us good,” Seungcheol responded, and Jeonghan hesitated and decided not to respond. He knew that Seungcheol needed his time to be petty, and he just had to let him be angry. 
“Alright, well, do you want any of us to keep you company tonight?” Jeonghan asked, and Seungcheol shook his head. 
“Nah, I’ll see y’all tomorrow.”
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You were tossing and turning in bed that night. Even when Seungcheol was on tour, you would always text each other good night. You hadn’t tonight; you wanted to give him his space, but you were worried that more space would result in more distance between you two, and that couldn’t happen. 
Worried, you grabbed your phone from your bedside table and called instead of texting. You couldn’t help it. You knew you weren’t being fair, he asked for space, but you couldn’t help yourself. 
Seungcheol picked up after four rings, and his sleepy voice immediately made you feel terrible for waking him up.
“Baby?” Seungcheol spoke sleepily, and you felt your heart swell and ache because of one word. You hurt him so badly, yet he was calling you baby here. 
“I’m sorry I woke you up,” you mumbled. 
“It’s okay. Did you need something?” Seungcheol asked. 
“I just wanted to say goodnight,” you admitted sheepishly, and Seungcheol sighed. 
“You couldn’t text it?” Seungcheol asked. 
“I’m sorry, I messed up. I shouldn’t have woken you up,” you apologised. 
“Well, you did wake me up, so why don’t you tell me what’s up?” Seungcheol asked. 
“I miss you,” you hated how pathetic you sounded. It was his birthday that you missed, and here you were being miserable, and he shouldn’t have to deal with it. You heard Seungcheol sigh softly. 
“I miss you too. Do you need me to come over, or will you be okay tonight?” Seungcheol asked and smiled sadly, even though you knew he couldn't see you. 
“No, I shouldn’t. You said you wanted space. I should give it to you,” you mumbled, and Seungcheol groaned softly. 
“So you just woke me up for no reason?” Seungcheol quipped. 
“Cheol,” you started to say, only to be interrupted. 
“I need sleep. The guys planned something for my birthday, so I want to be rested and fresh tomorrow,” Seungcheol remarked sassily, and you frowned even though he couldn’t see. 
Seungcheol felt terrible for being so snippy, but he was just tired and wanted space and sleep. 
“Goodnight, Cheol. I love you,” you mumbled into the call. You heard Seungcheol take a breath and then hum into the call before hanging up. 
Seungcheol knew it was a dick move on his part not to say I love you, he knew that it would mess with you and make you overthink, but he couldn’t take it back. He could only hope that you understood that it occurred due to a moment of frustration. 
You tried your hardest not to cry your eyes out after the phone call, Seungcheol sounded so defeated and tired, but you were determined not to wallow and make it about you. You would make up for all this, and it’d be okay. 
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“Cheol, you ready?” Jeonghan asked later that morning as Seungcheol was checking his phone. You hadn’t texted or called, he understood that he asked for space, but he selfishly hoped for none. 
“Dude, no, no phones today. No wallowing,” Jeonghan scolded lightly as he took Seungcheol’s phone out of his hand. 
“What if she calls?” Seungcheol whined. 
“Then I’ll tell her that you’re happily celebrating and you don’t wish to be disturbed,” Jeonghan teased, earning a scowl from Seungcheol. 
“You will say no such thing to her. You will not upset her further,” Seungcheol warned, and Jeonghan sighed. 
“I wouldn’t. Just for 24 hours, can you forget this argument and have fun? We don’t like seeing you upset,” Jeonghan pleaded, his voice softer, and Seungcheol nodded. 
“Yeah. I can. Let's get drunk?” Seungcheol suggested with a weak smile, and Jeonghan nodded excitedly. 
“Yeah!”
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You weren’t sure what exactly you were doing here. You weren’t even meant to know where Seungcheol’s birthday plans were, but Soonyoung couldn’t keep anything to himself and posted videos and pictures of Seungcheol’s celebration. Your heart thought quicker than your brain, and you were now in the restaurant's car park where Seungcheol was celebrating his birthday. 
You knew it was clingy and overbearing, and everything you were doing right now went against Seungcheol asking for space, but you couldn’t help it. The guilt was eating you alive, and you hated being the reason that Seungcheol was upset. 
You figured that if you showed up with a big cake and showed that you went through the trouble of getting the cake and finding out where he was, then he’d forgive you. Or at least stop sulking at you, and hear you out. 
You checked your phone one more time before getting out of the car, and you wished you hadn’t opened up Soonyoung’s Instagram story on his private account, and what you saw made your heart hurt and eyes water. Seungcheol was hanging around other girls, posing and hugging one of them. 
You knew Seungcheol was loyal, he’d never cheat, but it still hurt, watching him spend his birthday with other girls, and while you know you were at fault for this since you forgot his birthday. It almost felt like he was just rubbing it in your face. 
You heard a muffled voice and saw Seungcheol tapping on your car window. You turned to face him, smiling at him, your vision blurring vision as you smiled at him through your tears. You unlocked the door and motioned for him to get in. 
“Why are you here?” Seungcheol asked, and you frowned at his question, hoping he’d be happy to see you. Seungcheol noticed how your face fell, and he noticed your teary eyes, but he didn’t want to comment on it, at least not yet. 
“I just, uh,” you fumbled, looking away from him and at the backseat. 
“I wanted to give you that,” you mumbled, pointing to the cake in the backseat. 
“Is this the cake you promised?” Seungcheol asked hopefully with a smile. 
“Yeah, I’m sorry,” you apologised, as you kept your stare on the cake box in the backseat. 
“I think you’ve apologised enough,” Seungcheol said softly as he took your hand, making you look at him. 
“I’m sorry if I sounded rude earlier, but I’m genuinely wondering why you’re here, but I’m not upset to see you,” Seungcheol explained. 
“I wanted to bring the cake as a surprise. I know you said to give you space and that you’d reach out, but I guess I can’t, not when I know I upset you,” you rambled. 
“So why didn’t you come? You just started crying in the car?” Seungcheol asked. 
“I cried because of Soonyoung’s Instagram story,” you mumbled, feeling ashamed that all it got was a temporary wave of insecurity to make you cry, despite knowing how loyal Seungcheol was. 
“What was on it?” Seungcheol asked, and you meekly pulled out your phone and showed Seungcheol the story. 
“Wait, so you thought I was cheating?” Seungcheol accused, and you shook your head. 
“No, of course not. Seeing my boyfriend hugging another woman and celebrating his birthday with other girls does suck,” you spat. 
“Do you want this to be something we fight about?” Seungcheol asked, and you shook your head. 
“No, I don’t. I know you wouldn’t. I just was being silly,” you mumbled. 
“Your feelings are valid, don’t dismiss it, but I know that’s not what upset you,” Seungcheol said, holding your hand tighter, interlacing his fingers with yours. 
“I just wanted to be the one you celebrated your birthday with, Cheol, and I guess seeing you celebrate with other girls made an ugly green monster awaken in me,” you admitted. 
“That’s fair, but I promised the guys I would celebrate my birthday with them,” Seungcheol said. 
“What about tomorrow?” Seungcheol offered. 
“I’ll be done at the studio around 8. We can meet for dinner. It’ll have to be quick because I have a meeting at 10:30.” 
“You’re only free for like 2 hours?” You asked. 
“I was free for longer on my actual birthday,” Seungcheol retorted, making you frown. 
“Okay, 2 hours. I’ll make it the best 2 hours possible, okay?” You said, leaning over to place on Seungcheol’s cheek. 
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Choi “Husband” Seungcheol [9:00 am]: Morning love, I’m heading to the studio now. I’ll give you a ring once I leave. Looking forward to seeing you tonight. 🥰🥰
You grinned as you saw Seungcheol’s message the following morning and smiled as you typed out a response. 
You [9:01 am]: See you later, handsome 🥰
You put your phone away. You had a lot to prepare tonight, you were a couple of days late, but you were determined to make this the best birthday ever. 
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“Ow!” Seungcheol yelped when he felt another balled-up piece of paper hit his head. He wasn’t entirely sure why Jeonghan kept throwing scraps of paper at his head. 
“What is your problem?” Seungcheol asked. 
“We’ve been trying to get your attention for. I don’t know, ten minutes?” Jeonghan responded. 
“Oh.“ 
“I’ve just been distracted.”
“Yeah, no shit, can you just go and make it up with Y/N? You look like a sad husky,” Jeonghan muttered. 
“Husky because I’m so handsome?” Seungcheol asked with a grin. 
“No, husky, because you sulk and whine as much,” Jeonghan sassed, making Seungcheol glare at him. 
“Look, she forgot, yes, but shit happens. Do you want to whine and let this cause a problem in your relationship? No, you don’t. What about when you forgot she was allergic to lilies and got her a bouquet?” Jeonghan asked. 
“Oh god, my baby was sneezing all night long,” Seungcheol groaned, recalling the night he accidentally gave you flowers you were allergic to. 
“Exactly, look, she didn’t mean it, and I bet she’s overthinking and overplanning just to make things right, and more importantly, just because she forgot your birthday does not mean she doesn’t love you,” Jeonghan added. 
“I overreacted, didn’t I?” Seungcheol asked. 
“No, not that night, but dragging it out? That might be unnecessary,” Jeonghan clarified. 
“I’ll apologise tonight. I’ll see her tonight,” Seungcheol said, determined. 
“No, go now. We can pick this up tomorrow,” Jeonghan insisted. 
“Sure?” 
“Yes, and Cheol?” 
“Yes?”
“Use protection!” 
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“Baby?” Seungcheol called out as he entered your apartment. As soon as he entered your apartment, he was greeted with the aroma of baked goods and saw the apartment decorated with balloons, candles and confetti. 
“Cheol?“ You exclaimed as you wandered out of the kitchen. 
“Baby!” Suengcheol greeted you as he ran to embrace you, and you giggled as he pulled you into a tight embrace. 
“You’re home so early. I’m not done preparing,” you whined. 
“I don’t care. I’ve been a big baby. What matters is that you love me, and I love you, not some birthday,” Seungcheol declared, making you giggle. 
“I love you, but Cheol, but the dinner won’t be ready for another couple of hours,” you whined. 
“It’s okay. I’m sorry for being such a baby,” Seungcheol apologised. 
“I’m sorry for forgetting,” you added. 
“We’re a pretty sorry couple, aren’t we?” Seungcheol joked, making you smile. 
“Come,” you said, pulling away from Seungcheol’s embrace slightly to take his hand in yours. 
“Where?”
“Bedroom, since dinner won’t be ready for some time, I figured I’ll give you one of your presents a little earlier,” you said with a teasing grin. 
“Lead the way, kitten.“ 
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“Cheol!” You giggled as Seungcheol hoisted you up, causing you to wrap around his waist. Seungcheol wasted no time the second the bedroom door closed and pulled you into a passionate kiss, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth, making you moan as he started sucking on your bottom lip; his plush lips always worked wonders no matter what part of your body they were on.
“Can you strip for me, baby?” Seungcheol asked as he placed you down on the bed, and you nodded as you quickly peeled off your clothes and laid back on the bed, hissing softly as the cool sheets touched your naked form. 
“Baby, it’s meant to be about you,” you whined, making Seungcheol grin. 
“I’m meant to give you the present,” you mumbled. 
“You naked and dripping for me is enough of a present,” Seungcheol said, making you let out a soft moan.  “Then I’m all yours, Daddy,” you added.  
“No, Daddy, tonight, baby. Just Cheol, okay?” Seungcheol said as he climbed onto the bed and pulled you into his lap. 
“I’m sorry for being a big sulky baby, and while sex isn't the answer, it can’t hurt, but I promise I will, and I-” Seungcheol tried to apologise, and you shut him up with a kiss. 
“Cheol, please. Just fuck me,” you begged, rubbing your exposed cunt on his jeans, the friction making you moan. 
“Gladly,” Seungcheol complied, standing up to quickly rid himself of his clothing and positioning himself at your wet cunt.
He started by placing kisses along your calves and up to your thighs, never fully touching you. It felt different like he was going to take his time. He gently parted your legs, giving him access to your glistening cunt, placing your legs onto his toned back and wrapping his arms around your waist. 
Seungcheol placed soft kisses along your folds, his lips gently enveloping your clit. You let out a sigh of approval, tangling your fingers in his hair. He knew your body well, and his lips were a god's gift to your cunt.
He started sucking on your clit, while his tongue jutted out and started flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves. The grip you had in his hair tightened while he removed one arm from your waist and slipped two fingers inside you. Never once did he remove his lips from your clit as he kept fingering you at such a delicious speed. He was thorough yet delicate with his movements, he wanted you to feel complete and utter bliss. 
“Cheol, I’m close,” you moaned out, your words failing you as Seungcheol’s ministrations had you close to your first orgasm of the night. He said nothing. Instead just continued as you fell apart on his tongue, letting you ride your orgasm out against his face and fingers.
“Always so sweet for me, baby,” Seungcheol praised as he licked his fingers clean of your release. You moaned at the sight. You tried to get up in an attempt to take him into your mouth, but Seungcheol gently pushed you down. 
“Not tonight; I need to feel you,” he said softly.
Seungcheol laid down next to you, tilting you so that you were curled up into his chest. He pulled your leg to the side and pushed it back so that it wrapped around his muscular thighs, allowing him access to push inside you. He had one hand rubbing on your clit, and one on your nipple. He kept thrusting inside you, neither of his hands ceasing their actions. You moaned at the feeling. 
You suddenly stilled and fell apart around his cock. Seungcheol moaned and gently bit into your shoulder at the feeling of you clenching around him. He didn't stop; he continued pounding himself into you, picking up his pace as he was desperate to reach his release. He fell apart not long after he furiously rubbed at your clit, making you cum so hard that you shook violently against him. He gently pulled out of you, making you whimper at the empty feeling.
“It's been a while since I made you squirt,” Seungcheol said with a proud grin while you were still basking in the afterglow of your orgasm. 
“Hmm?” You moaned into his chest. 
“You squirted, baby, all over my cock,” he whispered, gently nibbling your ear, making you giggle as you into his toned chest. 
“Cheol?” 
“Hm?” 
“Happy Birthday, my love.” 
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