#i cannot sleep in anything more than a tshirt
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SO SWEET
part two of the cutest thing !! yall been wantin this like CRAZY so here it is , i hope you all enjoy !!!
pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!bimbo!reader
warnings; smut, cussing, use of pet names, praise kink, thigh riding, bit of dry humping, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), p in v, cum play ??, if i missed anything lmk !!
summary; things get heated fast between your supposedly ‘best friend’
“all comfy?” vinnie asks as he sees you walk back into the room with a smile.
you nod. “mhm, you pick the movie?” you ask as you jump into the bed next to vinnie.
as you get under the covers you notice that vinnie no longer has a tshirt on, instead only in a pair of sweatpants, tattoos on full display.
vinnie nods as he holds his arm out for you to climb into him. you do, pressing your back to his chest.
he starts the movie and it’s quiet for awhile, that is until you feel vinnie’s grip around your waist tighten and that feeling you felt when you sat on his lap earlier came back.
“vin?” you completely turn your body and face him. he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear and hums, letting you know to continue.
“that feelings back.” you tell him, he chuckles as he buries his face in your neck.
he finally got his body and mind to calm down after earlier this day, but now you’re making it pretty difficult.
this was supposed to be you two relaxing for the night. he thought you got what you were feeling earlier out of your system and that was it.
“fuck,” vinnie mutters under his breath, low chuckle added as he buries his face in your chest. “you know what i told you, baby.”
he says it more for himself, to remind him that he cannot and will not do that. thrashing your legs, you whine as if you’re a child who didn’t get their way.
does he not understand how you feel? he has too. you were only met with this feeling hours ago, having no idea what it meant. meanwhile, he probably felt like this all the time.
“shh,” vinnie coos as he runs his fingers through your hair. he rubs your back gently, getting you to calm down. “can’t do that to you.”
you hate how he keeps telling you that. you know he can do that to you, he just doesn’t want to rip that away from you.
“you can, vin! please, it hurts.” you whine, needing him now more than ever.
vinnie groans. the more you ask him to do it the more his cock twitches in his pants.
before you know what you’re even doing, you sit up just enough to where you can wrap your leg around vinnie’s, your clothed pussy resting right on his thigh.
vinnie’s hands instinctively go to your waist, gripping tightly as you rock yourself against him.
he watches as you move against him, not realizing you had this in you. “sweetheart,” his voice comes out breathless, loving the view he’s got in front of him.
“vin, please.” you whimper, rocking yourself against your bestfriend faster.
his body thinks before his mind does and before either of you know it, vinnie has you so you’re on your back in a second.
his mouth is on you aggressively, kissing you, your neck, your jaw, anywhere he can be. it felt how it did hours prior, but so much better.
“shit,” he mutters, lifting himself off of you. “i’m sorry baby, fuck i should’ve asked sooner. is this okay?”
a sweet smile appears on your face and vinnie can’t help but smile and stroke your cheek. “it’s so okay, vin.” you tell him.
he’s back on your mouth before you can let out another breath. this continues for a few seconds before you whine into his mouth.
vinnie is out of it now, completely submerged in you and your taste. “needy, aren’t you sweetheart?”
the question doesn’t need answering, he knows you are. slowly, he moves his hand down, only to be met with your dampened panties.
he lets out a low groan into your mouth at the feeling at how wet you are already, and the fact you chose to sleep with only his tshirt on.
quickly, you pull apart from the boy above you, worried you made him uncomfortable.
“you okay?” you ask ever so sweetly, smile spread across your face.
vinnie returns the smile, his hand grazing your thigh, sending a million shocks of euphoria through you.
you’ve never gotten this sort of affection before, let alone had any idea what exactly you’re getting yourself into.
“so okay,” he replies breathlessly. “how are you doin’, baby?” he asked.
you giggle at the feeling of his finger sliding up and down your clothed pussy. smiling while biting your lip, you look at vinnie and he can’t help but kiss your cheek.
“i’m good, vin,” you reply with another giggle at the feeling of his finger on you. “that feels good.” you tell him.
vinnie smirks. “yeah?” you watch as he continues before pulling back your panties so he can get a peak at you uncovered.
you start to whine again, thrashing your legs against his mattress, needing him to do something.
“vinnie, please.” the pleasure you’re feeling is unbearable, it’s been fifteen minutes of vinnie merely touching you, yet you already feel this intense. 
“what do you want, princess?” you can’t stand him or his tone. it’s second after second of him just teasing you.
you’ve been wanting this all night but now, now you’re too afraid to say it. too afraid for it to become reality.
vinnie sees the obvious switch in your demeanor and sits up. “sweetheart,” vinnie lifts your chin with his index finger, making you look at him. “where’d you go?”
you give him a shy smile, sitting up and pulling your legs to your chest. the panties you wore that night do little to no effort to cover you while you sat like this.
vinnie tries his hardest to be a good friend and look directly at you. after all, you both are friends first.
“never done this,” you say softly, realizing after that he knew that already. “just nervous.”
vinnie sighs with a smile, rubbing your knee comfortingly. “do you want to do this?” he asks.
you lower your head, feeling like you let him down. for what? you don’t know.
“hey, hey, look at me,” he gains your attention. “we don’t have to do this, i can finish off in the bathroom real quick then we can finish the movie.” he tells you.
the thought of him doing that while you sit and wait on his bed makes that feeling come back. “no, i wanna do this. just-just show me how, please.”
vinnie pushes you on your back, head laid beneath the pillow and hovers over you, hands on either side of you to hold himself up.
“just lay right here, sweet girl,” vinnie says before he leans down and captures your lips in a sweet kiss. “gonna make you feel so, so good.”
you watch as he makes his way down your body, asking if he can take off your shirt. you nod with a huge smile, giving him a verbal answer as well.
the minute your shirt is off vinnie can’t help himself. eyes and hands immediately landing on your tits.
he squeezes them in his hands, making you moan and buck your hips at the feeling of his warm hands on you.
“that feel good, pretty girl?” he knows the answer, just loves when he squeezes the skin in his hands and watches you completely break.
he soon makes his way down to your panties, kissing right below your bellybutton.
“vinnie,” you watch as he grabs the waistband of your panties, pulling them down so your right hip is exposed.
he kisses the exposed skin, making you whine. “do something!”
vinnie gives in, looking up at you and asking with his eyes if he can remove the clothing. you tell him yes and they’re off and on the floor in a heartbeat.
moving even farther down your body, he finally gets to where you need him most.
he slides his index finger over your slit, watching as your wetness coats his finger. “so wet f’me,” he groans.
vinnie slowly pushes a finger into you, a whine leaving your lips at the tight feeling.
“shit, princess,” vinnie looks up at you and your already dazed state. “you good?” he chuckles as he sees you give him a dopey smile.
it takes you a minute to respond, vinnie’s finger going in and out of you at a reasonable pace, it’s just a feeling you’ve never experienced.
you giggle at him, watching as he looks up at you with a smile. “f-feels so good - shit.” he hits a particularly good spot that makes you cry out.
vinnie continues stretching you out for a few more minutes into he feels you’re ready for the real thing.
well, close to the real thing. “baby, hey. look at me, pretty.” vinnie says as he pulls his fingers out of you.
he can see your expression and knows you’re almost fully submerged in him. “sweetheart.” vinnie calls out again, gaining your attention.
you smile at him and he strokes your cheek, returning the gesture. “hi, my pretty girl. you ready for somethin’ else?” he asks you.
the smile remains on your face, excited for what that is. “is it your cock?” in the tone you ask it sounds less vulgar, vinnie can’t help but let out a laugh.
he’s never heard you say anything like that. you rarely cussed, let alone use a word like that.
“pretty girl’s gotta mouth on her, huh?” he chuckles as your cheeks darken a shade of red.
he’s surprised you know that word, he doesn’t remember teaching you what it meant, but then again he can’t remember most conversations right now.
“no baby, not yet,” he leans down to kiss the inside of your thigh. “this could be a close second for you though. we’ll get to that one, just be patient.”
you nod and smile at your bestfriend, doing as told. “okay, vin!”
vinnie repositions himself so he’s laying on his stomach, face directly in front of your aching cunt. before he can rethink his actions, he attaches his mouth to you.
“mmh, vin.” you moan as you feel his mouth on your clit. you bend your knees and vinnie grabs them and locks his arms around them.
he kisses and sucks your clit harshly, eliciting more whimpers and moans out of you. this was unlike anything you’ve felt before, this felt amazing.
“feel good, my love?” he asks once he pulls away from you, chin glistening with your juices.
all you can do is nod with his mouth back on you. the noise was almost pornographic, the way he sucked at your clit made you buck your hips into his face.
“fuck, baby,” vinnie moans against you. “do that again, shit.” he sucks on your bud just how he did a moment ago, making you buck your hips into him again.
“good girl,” the praise goes straight through you. vinnie looks up at you and watches as you grip the sheets and push your head into the pillow. “so good for me.”
vinnie continues his actions until he sees you start to squirm under him, whining as you do. “talk to me, baby, what is it?” he can tell you feel something extreme.
the pleasure crashes through you so fast you can’t answer him, a beat of silence passes before you say. “f-feels like m’gonna pee!”
vinnie smirks, knowing exactly how you feel. “let it out for me, sweet girl. you’re not gonna pee, trust me.”
vinnie speeds up the process just a bit and adds a finger while he sucks on your clit. the pleasure of his finger along with his mouth is enough to push you over the edge.
“that’s it, baby. yeah, that’s it, let it out for me,” his praises push you over the edge and you release all over his mouth. “fuck, look at that, good girl.”
he moves his mouth off of you, sliding his fingers against you, watching your cum slide out of you as he does.
with a goofy grin, you look up at vinnie and see he’s leaning closer to you. “open up, pretty.”
you do as told and vinnie sticks his fingers in your mouth for you to lick clean. “that’s my good girl, so proud of you.”
you smile at the boy in front of you, looking down to see the obvious strain in his pajama pants.
vinnie meets your gaze and laughs once he realizes what you’re looking at. the laugh soon turns into a moan when he feels your hand on him.
“you know you want it, vin. why stop when we’ve barely started?” he didn’t know you could talk like that, about those things.
it seems like he can’t move fast enough. you help him remove his pajama pants and boxers, cock springing free in an instant.
you gasp audibly at the sight, making vinnie chuckle a bit at your reaction. “so big.” is all you can say.
you wonder if he’s even going to fit, plus having being a virgin to everything in this situation in general.
vinnie knew that though, so he knew to be gentle with you. “you alright?” vinnie asks once he realizes you went somewhere.
you nod. “mhm, just wondering if you’ll fit is all.” you tell him, and vinnie smiles.
he kisses you softly, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “i’ll make it fit.”
the tone makes you want to close your legs so tight that you can’t feel the burning feeling.
“you want this, right?” he asks again, needing to make sure you’re one hundred percent okay and want this.
you roll your eyes playfully at the boy in front of you. “wouldn’t be naked in your bed if i didn’t, vin.” you giggle.
vinnie smiles and kisses your cheek. he gently pushes your head back against the pillow, back on the mattress, and he hovers over you.
“lemme know if it gets too much,” he says as he strokes your cheek. “if you say stop, we stop. you got it?”
you nod, biting your lip at the feeling of him sliding his cock against your folds. “please.” you whimper softly.
vinnie chuckles as he continues. you’re still wet from moments prior so this wasn’t necessary, but he loved how it felt to be this close to you.
he warns you that it’s gonna hurt for a bit, you protest, telling him you can take it.
vinnie groans at the words that leave your pretty lips. he still can’t believe you two are doing this, but it feels too right to stop.
he pushes himself into you slowly, giving you time to adjust to his size. “fuck,” he whispers.
you moan at the pleasure of him finally being inside of you. it does hurt a bit, but overall the pleasure overpowers the pain.
“you ready, sweetheart?” vinnie asks you. he doesn’t care if it takes you five seconds or five minutes to be ready, he could honestly cum right now if he was being honest.
the way your pussy hugs his cock so tight, as if the two of you were made for each other, it felt so right.
you give vinnie verbal confirmation you’re ready for him to start moving. he grabs at your hips and starts slowly thrusting into you.
his pace quickens with time and soon he’s groping at your tits, stoping them from frantically moving with his thrusts.
“f-fuck, vin.” you whine out at the feeling of his hands on your chest and being inside you.
vinnie smirks when he sees your fucked out expression, knowing that after tonight, there won’t be much walking for you.
“baby, can i try somethin’?” vinnie asks as he stops his movements completely.
you give him a wide grin. “anything!” you tell him.
vinnie smiles and switches positions so one of your legs is hooked around his shoulder, giving him much better access.
he starts his movements again, and you can’t help but moan loudly at the new position and feeling.
vinnie looks down at you as he fucks into you. moaning profanities and ‘good girl’s’ as he does.
you feel so good wrapped around him, he’s surprised you two haven’t done this sooner.
“dirty, dirty girl,” he grunts, you just look at him, completely out of it. “letting your best friend fuck you like a slut. look at you, all fucked out, can’t even think straight.”
his words don’t even process in your brain. he’s right, though. the only thing you’re thinking of right now is vinnie and how good he’s making you feel.
“v-v,” you moan out, not even able to muster out his full name.
you feel pressure on your clit and cant help but buck your hips up at the stimulation. vinnie rubs harsh circles on your bundle of nerves, trying to push you to your breaking point.
“wanna watch you cum all over my cock, sweet girl. can you do that f’me?” his filthy mouth makes you feel ten times more intense.
the words coming out of him, it’s not anything you ever thought you’d hear him say in your entire friendship.
“mhm,” you moan, the pressure you feel on your clit becoming more intense. “gonna come out, vin. it’s gonna come out!”
vinnie smiles as he continues to toy at your clit, watching your face contort into pleasure as he also fucks into you at a harsh pace.
“come on, princess, cum for me,” he edges you on, kissing at your hip bone. “ be a good girl for me, hmm?”
you let out a loud whine as you cum all over his cock, panting heavily as you come down.
“fuck look at that,” vinnie says as spreads your own juices along your pussy. “so sweet.”
he stays inside of you for a minute before pulling out and stroking his cock harshly. “where you want it, sweetheart?” he asks you.
it takes you a second to process what he’s asking before you whine out, “on my tits, please vin!”
he does just that — cumming all over your pretty tits as he lets a moan leave his mouth.
you look at the substance that’s on you before lifting your hand and swiping your finger across your chest. you put your finger to your lips and stare up at vinnie.
“gonna fuckin’ kill me, baby.” he tells you as he watches you suck your finger clean.
he lets you calm down for a minute before getting up and grabbing you a washcloth and his your clothes.
he cleans you up and dresses you in new panties and his shirt that you were previously wearing.
he tells you to go to the bathroom and you whine, saying you don’t have to go.
“go piss before you get an infection, baby. trust me you do not want that, m’gonna change the sheets for us, okay?” he kiss you softly before slapping your ass as you make your way to the bathroom.
once all done, you and vinnie climb back into bed. he lays with his arm holding his head up while you are cuddled into him, head against his bare chest.
vinnie’s arm is wrapped around you, rubbing your back gently to put you to sleep.
little did he know, you knocked out the second your head laid against his chest.
“goodnight, angel.” he kisses your head softly, continuing to rub your back until he too, drifts off to sleep.
you fuckers happy now ?? finally posted this shit so yall can hop off my dick (i love you im just playin)
but fr i hope you guys enjoyed !! im sorry it took so long, im just so busy w work n im so tired after that i barely feel like writing
but i loved how this turned out in the end. rewrote this 3 times because i wasnt liking it but this one i love and i hope you all do too !!!
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a PheeTech headcannon I have based on the storm im sitting through rn:
Phee cannot STAND anything other than mild weather. yes she will suffer through it for the sake of adventure, but she likes it when it's the mildest, most boring ass temp and weather imaginable thank you very much. in particular, she does not like humidity or strong winds.
she combats this by stealing techs clothes. too warm? not in this extra large tshirt shes not. too cold?? not for long her boyfriend has the fluffiest socks in the fucking galaxy. shes a thief, she does not care to hide it. she knows he does the same.
now, Tech? he is the opposite. he was bread and trained for this, obviously, but genuinely he LOVES crazy weather. he likes the heat (to an extent- overstimulation kills his passion for everything) and he likes the rain- he has and WILL stand in a hurricane just for the fun of it. the rain is his favourite <3
^^wind too he likes seeing how far him and a blanket will go. for science.
now, as Tech excitedly and thoroughly either soaks himself in water/sweat from the weather, Phee gets to enjoy hosing him down before letting him set FOOT inside her ship. dude always finds a way to get covered in mud. how does he keep doing that. there should not be mud on him.
^^she also lets him snuggle for warmth after colder adventures/waits till hes nice and cozy to put her cold ass hands down his back. she gets him every time. how.
she also watched him casually just. take a walk. during one of Pabu's more nasty washout/tsunami's and he just. got his ass washed away. he claims he didnt know it was a natural disaster when questioned. Phee does not believe him one bit.
HOWEVER. tech gets a bit nervous in fog. bit of an issue all his brothers have. Phee holds his hand when he wants to go a wandering because she'll bear anything if theres a promise of adventure <3
^^a creature one time literally ripped Tech away and into the fog during a scouting mission and Phee. understands the fear now. a whole lot more.
also Phee and Tech snuggle through thunder. Tech sleeping to the sound while Phee keeps them warm??? your honour they have my heart.
OH how could i forget their snowball fights? theyre malicious. they INVENTED the term "fighting dirty" because wow. they do not hold back. they tag-teamed Wrecker once and he got a cold bc they buried him in snow. crosshair refuses to join them. Tech shares his scarf with Phee and she snuck snow into his hat. no he has not forgiven her yet. no i dont think he ever will.
(their snow-angels hold hands just saying) i would also add that Phee runs hot everywhere except her hands while Tech's temp runs so sporadically that they dont bother labelling it, either he gets extra blankets or he doesnt. its very hard to handle sometimes hes doing his level best.
he manages to always be cool enough to share a blanket with Phee though, just.... just saying........
anyways yeah those are my thoughts on PheeTech and weather. i will probably add more later !!!
#sw the bad batch#tbb tech#phee genoa#tech x phee#my beloved#theyre just too cute for this world istg#i love them and their cutie patootie lifestyles#wanna start tagging them as pheetech#but....#is it not too late to start that??#anyways
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there are lots of top surgery supply lists out there, but for me personally, the following things have been necessities:
one of those long u-shaped pregnancy pillows. i use it during the day to support my back and arms, and at night to keep me on my back. other pillows (including wedge and masectomy) have been nice bonuses, but i have been glued to the u-shaped pillow, it's so dear to my heart, i have formed a parasocial relationship with it, nobody understands me the way she does.
extra big (basically chest sized) ice packs. one of the only things that helps with the itching. i bought a two-pack so that i can rotate them out (of course only using it for 20 minutes at a time for safety). i barely used them in the beginning and thought they might have been a waste, but i've used them tons the last few days.
benadryl. see: itching. i have been taking benadryl every 4 hours on the dot for 5 days. i can tell when it wears off. the itching is bad lol. I'm still taking tylenol and ibuprofen every 4 hours (alternating), but honestly i could probably skip those. cannot skip the benadryl.
eyedrops for dry eyes. hey, did you know if you take benadryl every 4 hours for 5 days, your eyes will feel like they're filled with sand??? i didn't either. but omg I'm so glad i had eyedrops on hand.
big tshirts that i cut into tanks with extra big armholes. these have been way more comfy than button-ups, especially to sleep in. just make sure the arm holes are big enough that you can slip your arms through without lifting them.
other things that have been a surprising help:
a neck pillow, the kind you use on airplanes. i didn't expect to get much use out of it but it is fully the only reason I'm able to sleep propped up / on my back. if you're a regular back sleeper, you may not need one but i literally cannot fall asleep without it.
earplugs. just in general, anything that'll help you sleep is a good thing. i wear earplugs to sleep anyways but it turns out i snore when i sleep on my back and if i don't wear earplugs, i wake myself up lmao.
I'm also mentioning this stuff because the only reason i got most of it was because of advice from other transmasc people. at no point did anyone at my surgeon's office say, for example, "hey, you'll be so itchy you'll wanna explode, get some ice packs."
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Peter’s Sleep Meme
Type of bed: a thin mattress, with old sheets and bedding, on a squeaky metal frame. Something real simple, from the dump.
Number of blankets: only one, though I tend to grab another in the colder months.
Number of pillows: one flat one that I’ve had since who knows when.
Type of clothing: whatever I can find. Usually a tshirt and sweatpants, but if it’s too hot, I’ll forgo the pants.
Does it matter where I sleep: not really. I can sleep just about everywhere, though it’s definitely easier in my bed where I’m alone and there are no distractions.
What do I do if they cannot fall asleep: I find something to tinker with, usually suit updates.
Frequent dreams, nightmares: sometimes. Nightmares more than anything sadly.
Deep slumber or naps: I’m not much of a napper. Sometimes I do, but I have to be really tired. Like… can’t keep my eyes open. At night though, it depends. Sometimes I’m a heavy sleeper. Other times, not so much.
When do I sleep: I usually stay up till sometime past midnight. I don’t usually pay attention to the time. I wake up either when I set an alarm, or just until I wake up.
What could wake me up: a large crashing sound. Sometimes bright lights, though living in Queens, I’m pretty used to that unless I’m in a light sleep. Screaming would definitely wake me.
Thanks for the tag @antvnger. This was fun.
No Pressure Tags: @silently-judgingyou @indoraptorgirlwind @michaelandadam and anyone else who would like to play!
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CHAPTER ONE OF AN UNNAMED MODERN GWYNRIEL FIC I’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT…
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Gwyn woke up to her new roommate Blair blasting some pop rock song and singing along to it. She groaned and pushed her hair away from her face rubbing her eyes. It had been like this for two weeks and she didn’t know how long she could take it.
Ever since her other roommate Daffodil had his heart broken by a spirited water Nymph,he’d started sleeping around. The girls never lasted more than two days but somehow Blair had lasted three whole weeks. Gwyn didn’t know if it was the ashroots they always smoked or if the sex was just that good,but Blair had managed to stick around.
And to make matters worse,Daffodil had officially made Blair their roommate and she had taken over the last room in the loft. This had all happened without Gwyn’s approval and when she confronted him,he said it was too late anyway and the landlord didn’t mind. Of course the landlord didn’t mind,he was Daffodil’s second cousin or something. And so for the last three weeks,Gwyn’s apartment had turned into her own personal hell.
Groaning,she got out of bed and headed into her bathroom. She took a quick shower and dressed in some jeans and a baggy Tshirt. It was too late to do anything with her hair so she left the red locks hanging down. She was looking for her keys when her phone rang and her best friend’s face appeared on it.
“Hey Nes” she answered while packing up the last of the things she needed for today into a tote bag.
“Okay I changed my mind again. I think I want the party at Rita’s”
Gwyn groaned and said “Nesta you’ve changed the location five times already. The party’s tonight I don’t think you can just change the location”
“Sure I can. I’ll just tell the decorators to go there instead”
Gwyn walked out of her apartment narrowly dodging Blair who was dancing round the living room clearly high. It was seven in the morning for fucks sake.
“I know you can but too many things could go wrong. I don’t know why you’re overthinking this. It’s a birthday party not a fricking mating ceremony”
“You’re pissed at something and it’s not me Gwyneth. What is it?”
Gwyn sighed and waved hello to one of her neighbors before leaving the building.
“Blair and Daffodil”
“Of course”. Nesta muttered.
“She woke me up with her awful music and last night she actually came into my room and unplugged my phone to charge hers! It ended up dying because it’s a piece of crap and now I’m late because my alarm didn’t go off”
“I keep telling you. Just move in with me.”
“I’d love to but I cannot be a third wheel. You and Cassian are deliriously in love,it’s disgustingly beautiful and I love you,but no. And unless I plan on moving to Illyria,Emerie’s not an option either. Have you told her about you changing the venue by the way?”
“No she’ll yell at me. She thinks I’m too indecisive. You’re way more patient about all of this”
“I regret that everyday”
“Are you at work yet?”
“Nope. Merill is going to skin me alive”
“I could call Feyre -“
“No Nes,it’s fine”
Nesta sighed. “Okay. I’ll call you later with updates”
“Are you 100% sure you’re moving the party to Rita’s.”
“Definitely.”
“Okay. I’ll see you later”
“Love you. Bye”
Gwyn dropped her phone in her bag and walked faster.
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Eleven hours later,an exhausted but thankful Gwyn trudged up the stairs to her loft. She left early today because Merrill traveled to the Winter Court museum for a transaction on a rare artifact. She’d be gone for only a day but it counted as a vacation in Gwyn’s book. Her luck seemed to continue as she found an empty apartment. It was trashed and from the faint odor coming from the kitchen,she was sure they’d left a mess but still….it was empty.
She had to get ready for Nesta’s party so she headed straight to her room. She took another shower and even had time to style her hair into a sleek chignon. She wore a strappy silver gown that hugged her lean frame. She added a pair of heels and some jewelry before locking up her room and flagging a cab to Rita’s.
When she arrived,she was let in immediately and gasped when she saw the transformed club. Somehow Nesta had managed to turn the sexy nightclub into an elegant yet fun environment.
She looked around and spotted her friends standing around. Her friends who also happened to be the most powerful people in the Night Court. The High Lord and Lady,Rhys and Feyre stood with Nesta and Cassian. Cassian was his army general and he was mated to Nesta who was Feyre’s sister. The third sister was away traveling the continent with her mate.
Next to Nesta and Cassian stood Amren and Morrigan,all members of Rhysand’s inner circle. Only one of them was missing and being the workaholic he was,she was sure she wouldn’t see him anytime soon.
Nesta spotted Gwyn and rushed over to hug her.
“You look so beautiful!” Gwyn gushed.
“Cassian picked out my dress.”
Gwyn smiled. “Where’s Emerie?”
“She went to the bathroom after scolding me for changing the venue again. Come on let’s go get you a drink”
“I certainly need it after the day I’ve had” Gwyn muttered.
They walked over to the bar and Nesta signaled the bartender who swiftly prepared two drinks and handed them over. Gwyn and Nesta walked back to join the others. Emerie came over to hug Gwyn and they all launched into conversation. More people started to arrive and Nesta got distracted by all the well wishers. Some people took to the dance floor and soon enough it became a full blown party.
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Some hours later,Gwyn was swaying slowly to the music and sipping on a cocktail. All the others were occupied in conversations or were taking a spin on the dance floor. Gwyn had rejected about 14 dance requests already and was currently hiding behind a pillar.
“Nice hiding spot” a quiet voice said into her ear.
Gwyn started smiling even before she turned to see Azriel standing behind her in an all black tailored suit,shadows swirling around him.She could bet her entire jewelry collection that he was coming straight from work.
“I don’t know if you noticed Azriel but it’s a party. You could’ve at least dressed the part”
He chuckled before stepping forward and engulfing her in his arms.
“Where have you been? I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever”
“That’s because you hardly leave your tower”
Azriel was Rhysand’s spymaster and shadowsinger.He was also a literal genius with computers. Combine all that with him being one of the most powerful Illyrians ever and a brutal skill set that made even the most dangerous warriors quiver when they heard his name,it made him a very busy male. If he wasn’t hacking into something he shouldn’t,he was putting his famed knife Truth-Teller to good use against their enemies.
He was also her best friend.
“What was it tonight? Evil overlords threatening the fragile peace in Pythian?”
“I guess we could call Beron an evil overlord” he said with a shrug.
Gwyn laughed and one of his shadows darted out to curl around her hair. She took his hand and led them out of the hidden alcove.
“Come on. You haven’t seen the birthday girl yet”
They headed over to where the others were standing and Azriel hugged and kissed Nesta on the cheek wishing her happy birthday. The party went on into the night and everybody was having fun. Eventually though Gwyn had to leave. Merrill was coming back the next day and she had a ton of work to complete. She found Nesta and Emerie and hugged them.
“I’ll bring your present over tomorrow okay.” She said to Nesta. “I kinda forgot to bring it I left in a rush”
Nesta nodded and Gwyn waved goodbye to Feyre,Mor and Amren. The guys were on the other side of the bar in conversation with Eris. It looked serious so Gwyn left without saying goodbye to them. Nesta’s chauffeur pulled up just as Gwyn came out of the club and she smiled to herself knowing Nesta had called him for her. She got in and the faerie pulled off the curb and headed to her house.
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Despite all the fun she’d had,Gwyn was more than ready to jump into bed and get some sleep before morning. Only when she opened the door to her house,a full blown party was going down in her apartment.
Her house was filled with random fae ,wraiths,illyrians and all sorts of people she’d never met. She struggled to find Blair and Daffodil over all the noise but couldn’t see them. The worst part was that in the middle of all the pandemonium,some idiot making out with his girlfriend had knocked down her door and they were on her bed having sex.
Gwyn could barely see through the rage engulfing her as she screamed at them to get the fuck out. They broke apart startled and ran out,the male fae’s pants still hanging around his knees. Why the hell was she saddled with such inconsiderate idiotic people! She could feel the pressure of tears threatening to fall and was desperately trying to keep it together.
She went into the bathroom and called Emerie.
“Hey what’s up!” She shouted still at Nesta’s party.
Gwyn’s said in a shaky voice “You mind if I stay with you tonight?”
“Of course! What’s wrong? Wait hold on let me go to a quieter place!”
Gwyn heard some shuffling and then heard Emeries voice clearly.
“What’s wrong?”
“I came back to my apartment and there’s a fucking rager going on here and they broke into my room and I just feel so fucking violated -“
“Holy shit. I am so sorry Gwyn. I’m gonna come get you okay.”
Gwyn didn’t even notice that she’d started crying but she nodded,then realized Emerie couldn’t see her so she said “Okay. I’ll pack some things before you get here”
“I’ll be there in five okay”
“Okay”
Gwyn got out a small bag and started throwing stuff in. She didn’t know how long she’d stay at Emerie’s but she couldn’t stay here for another second. She’d find someone to winnow her back and forth to work. She was throwing in some underwear when her phone rang again. It was Emerie.
“Hey. Um so slight change of plans. Azriel’s coming to get you”
“Wait what? Why?”
“Well I went back in to get Nesta and when I told her she kind of got angry and told everyone that this had been going on for three weeks now. Azriel well….he left to come get you”
Gwyn let out a sigh. “Okay I’ll see you soon”
“We’ll watch reruns of Real Housewives of Illyria okay”
Gwyn smiled. “Okay”
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Gwyn had just finished packing her bag when the entire apartment fell silent. She left her bathroom to the living room and saw the door open,Azriel standing there with the landlord who was barely holding it together at the sight of the shadowsinger. They all knew who he was….what he did.
Azriel eyes slid to hers and he walked over to her.
“You done packing?”
She nodded. He frowned when he saw the tear tracks on her face.
“This is the last time you cry over these fuckers” he muttered before brushing past her to pick up her bag.
He came out and led her to the door. No one had moved. It was as if his presence had frozen them in their spots. She was sure even after he left,the party wouldn’t continue. Blair and Daffodil would probably stay awake all night…knowing they were officially on the Shadowsinger’s radar. It brought a small smile to her face. The landlord scrambled out of the way as they walked past. She heard him gulp nervously.
Azriel led her to where his car was parked. She used to wonder why he had so many cars when he had those magnificent wings but Cassian had told her it was an indulgence for him. He had a fascination with cars and loved to collect them,tear them apart and rebuild them. This one was a sleek black number. How would his wings even fit?
She got her answer when they reached the car and she saw Nuala,one of the wraiths under his employ in the drivers seat. He dropped her luggage in the back and said to the wraith,
“To the Penthouse”
Nuala nodded before driving off.
“Wait. Penthouse? I’m going to Emerie’s”
“No you’re not. You’re moving in with me” he said before gathering her in his arms and taking off.
#gwyneth berdara#azriel x gwyn#gwynriel#pro gwynriel#gwynriel headcanon#gwynriel fic#gwyn berdara#pro gwyn#house of wind gang#nesta archeron#rhysand#nessian supremacy#emerie#gwyn supremacy#gwyn and azriel#gwyn acosf
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the lovely @vidibit tagged me to fill out this fun questionnaire! thank ya so much for the tag <3
Name: y'all can call me Cab, short for Cabbage! 💖🥬
Sign: Libra
Height: 6'2"
Time: as of answering this question specifically 11:52am
Birthday: October 16th
Favorite bands/artists: Florence and the Machine is my all time favorite and magnitudes above everyone else, but other favs include: Mitski, Carly Rae Jepsen, Rina Sawayama (SO excited for the new album, truly this year is the best year for my music tastes), and Stevie Nicks!
Last movie: Sailor Moon Eternal, the sailor moon crystal movie!
Last show: I honestly cannot remember anything after I watched the first two seasons of the chilling adventures of sabrina (the second season had just came out)
When I created this blog: Late 2014, I got it in junior year of high school!
What I post: normally i just reblog joke posts but I've increasingly upped my art content on here i noticed the other day
Last thing I googled: "questionaire" so google would correct me so I knew how to spell it 100% correctly (see top of post for why i needed that word)
Other blogs: none really, I have a dead aesthetic blog i made in like 2015 and stopped posting to in 2016 and a blog that's just my old url in case i wanted to switch back after becoming comrade-cabbage
Do I get asks?: not a ton, but not zero! in these last few months i've gotten more than i ever did, but very few anons (that are actually a mystery to me who sent em) and most asks are responding to "submit X to me to tell me whatcha feel or to ask a question!" prompts
Following: 688, but I regularly go unfollow inactive blogs so it's only really people who are around!
Followers: 2,232 (which is funny cause i vividly remember in 2016 one of my friends describing her friend's blog as "about to reach their next thousand!" in response to them having like, 1,900 and my mind was BLOWN about how many followers that was and now im completely ambivalent towards that number now that i have it lmao)
Average hours of sleep: tom im blocking you for this questions >:(, but averaging 4-5 hours lately! very much an issue ive almost had for a year now....
Instruments: I played trumpet in high school and i very much hated every moment of it. it was loud and i was anxious and truly did not fit in at all with the section, i very much made a mistake lmao
What I’m wearing: my dark grey n64 tshirt, dark blue pajama pants, and my lil hand brace :3, very much not doing much today and did not dress up lmao
Dream job: i'm hoping to one day work at a library as a librarian!
Dream trip: absolutely going to visit all my best friend's cities and then showing them the pics i took while i was there and delighting them being confused why i didnt tell them i was in town!
Nationality: american.
Favorite songs: currently: "Hold The Girl" by Rina Sawayama, "Daffodil" by Forence and the Machine (song of the year and maybe my life), and "Alien Superstar" by Beyonce :3
Last book I read: i reread my favorite book, "The Awakening" by Kate Chopin!
as for who i'd love to tag: @forxstboyfriend, @skiingcows, @penismage, @toxic-kombucha, @themissingaddams, @dizzolving, and @antacidsnakethe2nd!
#just so yall know i copied the blank questions if youd like me to send em your way to save ya some time#a lot of cute questions but i dont wanna make yall work too hard just so i can be nosey bahaha#no pressure at all to answer of course <3
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Hi, sorry if this is a bit random. I’m a plus size girl looking to buy some Taylor merch. But I’m looking at her store and the sizing guide for the shirts and stuff seems to be very small. Admittedly, I’m Australian so it might be different in the US but based on the sizing guide, 28 in around the chest for a 2xl seems very small. But it says the shirts and stuff are meant to be oversized. I guess I’m just wondering in your experience is the sizing accurate? Or have you had any issues with merch or has it been fine? Appreciate you helping if you can ❤️
Hi anon!!! I was waiting to answer you until I got my cardigan, which came today.
I am going to give you my experience by style... Since UMG took over merch, I have gotten 1 long sleeve unisex shirt, 3 Women's style tshirts, 1 Women's style cropped tshirt, 1 short sleeve unisex shirt, and a cardigan. I am a US size 30, though at the beginning of this journey in 2019, I was a US size 28, I went up a size. I usually wear 4-5x in US clothes.
Long sleeve unisex shirt: This was the Lover "You can't spell AWESOME without ME" shirt and it felt really true to size. It was a little not right for me in the way all unisex stuff is not right for me because my hips are big, but it felt true to size. I got it in a 3x, which is the largest size stocked and it felt like a 3x, which at the time was great for my shoulders (which are narrow) and tight on my hips.
Short sleeve unisex shirt: This is the Fearless TV album cover shirt. I got it in a 4x and it is OVERSIZED!!!!!!!!!! Very oversized. I cannot wear it, oversized. I hate oversized things in my shoulders, it's a style everyone but me loves, but I, personally, cannot stand the feeling of extra fabric by my head it's like I'm suffocating. I also don't like anything that restricts the full movement of my shoulder, which means that any seams that don't sit on top of my shoulder, and instead sit on my upper arm are BAD NEWS. This shirt is so oversized that although I love it's look, I wore it once and had a sensory meltdown. Then I used it for my hair to plop in, which worked well. And NOW the cats have chosen it as their favorite spot to sleep, but I will use it again on my hair when I wash it.
The Lover shirt was not advertised as oversized, the Fearless one was - I think. A 3x in the Fearless still might have been too big on my shoulders for what I prefer because that's how big the 4x was. It was like I was like I was wearing a 5-6x up top. My hips fit fine, a bit snug - but unisex always is. But my god there was so much fabric up at the top. I hope you can understand the panic I had from that shirt.
The Women's Shirts: The first one was the YNTCD tattoo back Lover shirt. This one is a 3x and is stretchy enough to work, although it is too small to be super comfortable. It fits a little smaller than other comparable 3x fits me, but not by much.
The second one is the Lover tie-dye album shirt. This is also in a 3x, is less stretching than the YNCTD one, and is WAY bigger. It fits me nearly perfectly. As perfectly as a non-cropped tshirt can fit my hips.
The third one is the Midnights Capital One shirt. This is also in a 3x and is an in between. It is not as small as the YNTCD, but smaller than the Lover tie-dye. It is a perfect to size, I think.
The Women's Crop: This is the Too Soft For All Of It shirt and it fits like the YNTCD does. It's smaller than a normal 3x for me, but stretchy enough to make it work. The lack of hips make it much more tolerable to me. It just fits me more cropped than I think it's supposed to. But it's not bothersome.
The cardigan: I have the Speak Now TV cardigan in the 3/4x. It fits me fitted on the shoulders, EXACTLY the way I like, but it pulls so much on the buttons that while I can button it, it looks a little ridiculous. So I have to wear it open but it is comfy. The arms are long enough to give me that oversized cozy feeling without being oversized on my shoulders and restricting movement. it is nearly my perfect sweater. If it was a little wider so it could button, it would be my perfect sweater.
I think that 24in is if you lie it flat, rather than the actual circumference of the garment. So I would multiply by 2 to get 48, which feels more like a 2x to me. From there, use your judgement on the stretchiness of the material and what kind of fit you're going for.
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Younger Silco, Vander and Benzo Headcanons
(Header artwork by the wonderfully talented @thefutonhermit and used with permission)
I took a very brief break from writing to do something just for fun and to clear my head a bit.
So! I've been having some serious brain rot over these three, and I also absolutely cannot get it out of my head that they shared a place at some point in time and the delightful chaos that ensued with their varied habits and mannerisms. For your consideration:
Eating Habits:
Silco-
No one in the Undercity is a picky eater. Food is too precious
That being said he does have SOME standards
If it's still moving that's a hard no. He'll dispatch it himself if needed
Not a fan of especially spicy foods
Actually enjoys cooking and experimenting with spices and more complex flavors
Wishes the other two would eat slower to appreciate his efforts instead of just inhaling it
Secret sweet tooth. Has a hiding spot for any treats he gets so Benzo and Vander don't 'accidentally' eat them
Vander-
Connoisseur of just about anything. Even things he probably shouldn't be eating
"Vander those leftovers are no good anymore"
"I'll be fine!" (Is somehow miraculously fine)
Banned from cooking after the lobster incident
Tries to get as much protein as possible-gotta build those muscles
"Ya gonna finish that?"
Knows where Silco's stash is but resists the temptation out of respect and knowing revenge would be swift
Benzo-
His standards fall somewhere between the other two, between "Is that edible...?" :< and "Ooh is that edible?! :D
Is the reason they all eat semi-well due to his deals with traders and merchants and access to more and better foods
Will take turns with Silco doing the cooking
Has a more limited repitore but they're all not bad
Is the guy who'll just casually chomp into a hot pepper. Especially if a bet is involved
Fast food junkie
Also knows where Silco's stash is and is the reason it had to be moved
Sleeping/cleaning/etc. down below! :) ⬇️
Sleeping Habits:
Silco-
Light sleeper
Refuses to wear ear plugs out of concern for their place being broken into ('What if I sleep through it?!')
Long pants/long sleeve shirt or tshirt if it's hot
Tea (or whiskey if available) and some reading before bed
Has a ridiculous amount of pillows (and a knife under them)
Sleeps curled in fetal position or on back with arms crossed over his stomach
Talks in his sleep but it's never comprehensible
Vander-
Falls asleep quickly but tends to wake up several times a night
Would probably sleep naked if given the chance but wears boxers and sometimes sweat pants
Sometimes has a smoke before bed (blowing the smoke out the window after the others gave him shit for it)
Only uses a blanket if it's especially cold
Snores but not loudly-more of a snort
Will occasionally...*cough* relieve some tension to help himself get to sleep
Sprawls across the bed or lays on his stomach
Benzo-
Out cold and not even an earthquake could wake him
Sleeps in whatever he's wearing or sometimes nothing if it's too hot
Says a brief prayer for luck every night
Midnight snack king
Does this little squeaking, babbling snore (did not believe the others until Vander recorded it once to prove it)
Burrows under a pile of blankets
Starfish or side-sleeper
Hygiene/Cleaning/Clothing Habits:
Silco-
Is quite fastidious with his personal hygiene
Brushes his hair and teeth as best as possible every day and styles his hair carefully
Bathes or at least showers as frequently as resources and money allow
"Just because we live in a dumpster doesn't mean we must smell or look like it"
Almost fell asleep in the tub more than once
Has a prized bottle of very expensive cologne he stole from a shop in Piltover
Will steal or bargain for the best clothes he can get ("If you're going to command respect, one should look the part")
Vander-
"Eh, I bathed...a few days back. Just gonna get filthy again anyway"
Is the gremlin that stands outside in the rain with a bar of soap and calls it a day ("I'm savin' time and money washing m'self and my clothes!")
Has had to be coerced/threatened into getting in the tub
But once he's in there good luck getting him back out-he'll bring a beer or two and make a little party of it
One thing he's picky about; his hair. Likes to carefully comb and style it. One of his favorite features about himself
Goes for clothing that's hard-wearing and practical/easy to move in
Doesn't do much with the facial hair-keeps it from being too messy that's it
Benzo-
Bathes when necessary "Like a normal person!"
Often the one who has to clean the bathroom when the others forget/refuse
Always uses his favorite spice-scented soap he trades for and will not share
Constantly has hangnails
Puts work into keeping his facial hair styled how he likes
Also likes to keep his style practical and more simple but likes to add some embellishment when able
Has a rubber duck he absolutely refuses to admit to having
#arcane#arcane headcanons#arcane imagines#arcane vander#arcane silco#arcane benzo#vander#silco#benzo#young vander#young silco#young benzo#i just love them#I know we'll never see flashbacks but it would be wonderful
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Day 54: There Was Only One Bed
The case had been absolutely brutal.
Draco was completely exhausted, every muscle in his body ached, and it felt like every step might be his last before he simply passed out and fell asleep on the ground. And he was still so bloody cold, there weren't enough warming charms in the world to help him get warm.
Trudging along beside him, his feet dragging across the ground, he knew that Harry must be feeling the same. "The hotel's just up ahead," Harry murmured. "I can't wait to get a nice hot shower and then sleep for the next eight to ten hours."
He nodded in agreement, by morning the DMLE would be able to get a portkey to them so they could get back home, for now the room they were providing at the local muggle hotel would have to suffice.
The girl at the check in counter in the lobby was far too cheerful for Draco's taste, chattering away about the festival that was coming to town tomorrow and the weather (the weather of all things). Harry didn't help with his polite responses and his bloody adorable smiles.
It felt like an eternity but they finally made it upstairs and stumbled through the door only for both of them to draw up short.
"There's only one bed," Harry said.
"Yes, thank you for stating the obvious, Potter," Draco drawled, quietly panicking.
After a beat Harry suggested, "Why don't you go shower and I'll check in with the desk about it."
Draco looked over at him, "Are you sure? You're the one who got dunked into that icy water."
Harry nodded, "Your lips are starting to turn blue."
He rolled his eyes but gave Harry a little smile, "Thanks, savior."
"Fuck off," Harry laughed. "I'll be back," he added as he headed out of the room.
(Read more below the cut)
Draco turned the water as hot as it would go and climbed in under the spray, his body shivering as he slowly warmed up. By the time he got out and wrapped himself in a fluffy bathrobe that was hanging on the back of the door, Harry had returned. He'd stripped out of his wet clothes and put on the other bathrobe and was sitting at the desk, working on their report.
"What was the verdict?" Draco asked.
Harry turned and looked over at his shoulder, his eyes sliding over Draco's body covered only in a bathrobe and making Draco feel warm all over before he reminded himself that they were professionals. The other man couldn't possibly be interested in him like that, he chastised himself. He needed to get his head out of the clouds before he ruined everything.
"This is literally the only room left in the hotel," Harry said. "It's a queen size bed, though," he said with a little shrug, "We should be okay, right?" he asked, voice soft and strangely vulnerable.
Draco cleared his throat and put on his usual masks, the ones that kept anything more than friendship hidden, "Oh, I suppose," he replied and Harry gave him a relieved little smile. "As long as you promise not to steal all of the blankets."
"Promise," Harry replied, crossing a finger over his heart in a gesture that was decidedly not adorable.
Draco nudged him up from the chair, "Go shower, I'll finish these."
Harry nodded and rose, Draco watched his retreating form until he disappeared from sight. Then he turned to the reports Harry had started and picked up where he'd left off, steadfastly not thinking about Harry's naked body just on the other side of the door.
When he came back out, his long curly hair was hanging loose around his shoulders, weighed down by the water. He didn't let himself stare, didn't let himself wonder what it would be like to wrap his fingers through his hair and cover Harry's mouth with his own.
"I have some extra sweatpants," Harry said, completely oblivious to the way Draco was slowly dying inside, as he sorted through the muggle jacket he'd been wearing for the case and pulled out a little pouch. He reached inside, his arm disappearing to his elbow.
"Merlin," Draco said, watching him dig around in the bag, "Hermione's spellwork is really second to none."
Harry grinned at him over his shoulder as he dug deeper, "Right? Here," he said tossing a pair a of navy sweatpants at Draco, "These have a tie at the waist so at least they have a chance at staying up around your skinny body," he added before tossing him a DMLE t-shirt that was soft from all of the times it had been worn before.
"Thanks," Draco murmured, throat thick with the intimacy of wearing his clothes. He was fairly certain he was never going to recover from this.
"No problem," Harry replied, his dimple flashing at him.
Without another word, Draco headed back to the bathroom to change and to get a hold on his emotions because honestly, this was all feeling a bit too domestic and he needed to get a grip before he said or did something stupid.
When he came out, Harry was standing in just a pair of grey sweatpants, still digging around in the bag.
Draco's jaw literally dropped, it should be illegal for the other man to wear grey sweatpants, especially without anything else underneath. Lust spiked hot through Draco's body and his fingers itched to touch.
Harry turned to look at him, "I cannot find another tshirt in here," he said.
Draco tried to click his jaw closed and get the fucking blush that felt like it was covering his entire body under control before Harry noticed. "Sorry?" he managed.
"I can't find another tshirt." He repeated as he scratched the back of his neck, "Is it going to bother you if I sleep without one?"
Yes! Draco wanted to scream, Circe, yes. How was he meant to sleep when all of that skin and those muscles were right there?
"Draco?"
"Do you want this one?" he asked, indicating the one he was wearing.
Harry shook his head, "You get colder than I do," he said. "I run hot."
Yes, you do, Draco thought because Merlin, Harry was attractive.
"What?" Harry asked.
"What?" he replied.
"What did you say?"
Panic, absolute panic, flooded his mind when he realized he must have said that bit aloud, "Nothing," he said. "Just yes, you do run warmer than I do."
"So, it's okay for me to just sleep without a shirt?" Harry asked, sounding confused and uncertain and if the floor could just open up and swallow Draco whole, that would probably be preferable to this.
"Merlin," he said. "Sorry. No, it's fine, of course it's fine. I'm just exhausted."
Harry hummed sympathetically, "Me too." He nodded to the papers on the desk, "these can wait until tomorrow."
"Great. Bed then?" Draco asked.
"Yeah," Harry replied as he tossed the bag onto the pile of his clothes in the chair. He climbed under the covers on the right side of the bed and let out a low moan as his body sank into the mattress, "Godric, that feels good."
It was karma. It had to be, Draco was paying for every single misdeed that he'd ever committed.
"What?" Harry asked, sitting up on his elbows in bed to look at Draco, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like what?"
Harry's brow furrowed, "I don't know. What's bothering you?"
"Aren't you going to do something with your hair?" he blurted because it was the first thing that came to mind.
"My hair?"
He nodded, "Doesn't it dry funny if it's wet when you go to sleep? Do you ever, I don't know, braid it or something?" That seemed reasonable, didn't it?
Harry tilted his head at him, "No. Honestly, I don't know how to braid my hair."
"Let me," Draco said, then immediately cursed himself. Was it possible to just die from embarrassment?
But Harry didn't seem to think anything of it, "Yeah, alright," he said, sitting up cross legged, and turning his back to Draco.
After taking a slow deep breath and willing his racing heart to slow, he climbed on the bed and knelt behind him, "Tilt your head back a bit," he murmured and he started french braiding the other man's hair, his curls still damp but surprisingly soft.
Harry hummed softly as Draco's nails scratched lightly at his scalp as he gathered new sections to draw into the braid. "Feels nice," Harry murmured and Draco's mind was flooded with images of Harry laid out on the bed as Draco touched and kissed every inch of him; images of heady, hazy pleasure that made the back of Draco's throat feel dry.
"Good," Draco whispered as he continued to work his thick hair into the braid. "You have really fantastic hair," he said, "My mother has thick hair, I was always jealous, mine's so fine and wispy."
"I like your hair," Harry protested. "It's so shiny and it looks so soft. You've had nice hair since third year when you stopped slicking it back against your head."
He couldn't help but smile, "Just the personality that was a bit lacking."
"You turned out alright," Harry teased softly and something in Draco's chest warmed at the praise.
He summoned an elastic from the tray of office supplies on the desk and wrapped it around the end of the braid. "There," he said, "Now you won't wake up with your hair in your face."
"Thanks," Harry replied softly.
"No problem," Draco responded.
They stayed still for another long moment before Harry said, "Right, I'm half asleep just sitting here. Ready for the lights to be turned off?"
Draco shifted and slipped under the covers, "Yes."
Wandlessly, Harry turned off the lights and slid under the blankets, "Good night, Draco," he whispered.
"Good night." And there was a longing that settled deep in his chest to simply roll onto his side and pull Harry close. His fingers twitched to reach across the mere inches between them and hold Harry's hand in his.
He didn't know how long he laid there, listening to Harry's breathing, feeling the heat radiating off of the other man's body and aching to bridge the gap between them, all he knew was that, for the first time in his life, his feet weren't cold as he drifted off.
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Draco was having the most amazing dream.
He was laying in bed with Harry, their bodies all tangled together, as Harry kissed him. Draco's arms wrapped tighter around him, hands caressing, the broad, smooth planes of his back.
"Mmm," Harry hummed as he sucked on Draco's lower lip. When he drew back, he pressed hot, open mouthed kisses along Draco's jaw, licking and sucking as he groaned, "Mmm, Draco."
Surely, Draco had never heard his name before, it resonated down to the core of his being and made his entire body shudder as he arched closer and tipped his head back to give Harry easier access to his neck.
His fingers slid into Harry's hair, catching on the braid. And in that instant, he realized this was not a dream and his eyes snapped open. "Shite," he managed, shoving Harry back, "I'm sorry," he gasped, even as Harry flailed and fell on the floor.
"Ouch," Harry groaned.
"Shite," he repeated, "Fuck." He ran a trembling hand through his hair, tugging at the short strands as he tried to come up with some way to fix this, to salvage their partnership, to salvage their friendship. "Salazar, Harry, I'm sorry."
Harry sat up, on the floor, "Just to be clear, what are you sorry for?"
"Kissing you," he said. "Harry I never meant for you-"
"That's what I was afraid of," Harry groaned.
"Sorry?"
Harry shook his head and summoned his glasses so he could shove them on his face, "No, I'm sorry. This is all my fault." He looked up at Draco from where he was still sitting on the floor, "Can I be honest with you?"
Draco nodded.
"I have an embarrassingly massive crush on you."
He stared at Harry uncomprehendingly.
Rubbing at the back of his neck, Harry continued, "And I know that you couldn't possibly feel the same," he hastened to add, "But I'm sure that sleeping so close to you made my subconscious-"
"I feel the same," he blurted because he couldn't possibly wait for Harry to finish that sentence, not when he looked so heartbroken.
"What?"
Draco tried to get off of the bed, got tangled in the sheet, and ended up sprawling on top Harry on the floor. "I," he said, rubbing at his rib cage where it had banged into the nightstand, "Ouch. I feel the same."
"Yeah?" Harry breathed, his fingers clenching in the tshirt Draco was wearing.
Draco nodded, "For absolutely ages. I-"
Harry's mouth covered his and stopped the flow of words but that was just fine with Draco, obviously his mouth had been made to kiss Harry and nothing more. Harry started trailing kisses all over his face and Draco couldn't help it, he started to giggle.
He could feel Harry's smile against his skin but he growled teasingly before Draco found himself quite suddenly flat on his back on the mattress with Harry's body over his.
"Did you just apparate us without a wand?"
Harry's head popped up from where he was sucking what Draco was sure was going to be a fantastic bruise on his neck, "It's not like it was far."
"That is ridiculously hot," Draco said, arching up against the hard planes of Harry's body.
"Let's see what else I can do to get you to say that," he said with a wink.
Unsurprisingly, there was no shortage of things that Harry could do that Draco found ridiculously hot.
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On their way down to complimentary breakfast the next morning, they were greeted by the man covering the check-in desk, "Good morning, gentlemen, I trust you slept well. Especially since you didn't have any neighbors on your floor," he added with a smile.
"We slept great, thanks," Harry called as he hurriedly ushered Draco toward breakfast.
"Wait a minute," Draco said, looking over at him. "You said that every room in the hotel was full!"
Harry cringed, "I lied."
He stared at him in shock for a moment, "You Slytherin!" he accused. "Look at you, using your cunning to get what you want."
"Well, I'd say it worked out just fine, wouldn't you?" Harry asked with a pout.
And he took pity on him, because he was honestly the most adorable thing Draco had ever seen and he was pretty sure he was in love with him. "Better than fine," Draco replied, leaning over to press a kiss to his lips.
And it was better than fine, in fact, it made a fantastic story for their wedding just over a year later.
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Ho boy. This one got away from me. Sorry it's so long!
Day 53: First Anniversary | Day 55: Music
#100 drarry drabbles in 100 days#drarry#drarry drabble#drarry ficlets#idiots in love#there was only one bed#I'm weak for this trope#sos#Sorry it's so long!#thank you for the prompt!#I hope you enjoy it!
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Lets go! Day 1: Let’s learn HOW the frick to study
So this I think is the most important thing to do and really it is insane that in the United States (which is where I am from by the way) students have no idea on how to freaking study. Honestly all of this gets me incredibly frustrated because with the internet we have the ability to share information and I’ll tell you that I am one of those people who have scavenged the internet and picked apart what I could find. Here’s another big problem: not everything someone does will work for you.
Also just the spread of dumb study information is pretty terrible. If I do counter anything I will leave a paper or my citation just because I believe in putting down sources and showing others how to research and why citing is freakin important.
Let’s get started: I’m going to summarize everything that will be in here for a second
1. Find your method of studying, find out everything. AND I MEAN EVERYTHING. You need to write down how you study (the different types of study people) but also the classes because people study sciences different than humanities.
2. Find out your most productive state. If this means it is you at 2 am in a suit and jacket than that means you need to leave procrastination station and be studying during that time. Now I am not totally okay with people studying in a suit for one it is uncomfortable, I think a jeans and a clean tshirt is just as good. If you can be productive in sweatpants or pjs then go for it. I know I am not and it doesn’t work when I dress for relaxation.
Okay, I’ll be going into more in depth of mainly the first one but a bit of the second.
To start off the bat, if you have time watch this lecture https://youtu.be/IlU-zDU6aQ0 by Marty Lobdell. You have probably heard the saying before and one thing that makes me so frustrated within the study community is that others use this statment without giving any real examples. I feel like Lobdell does this as well as he doesn’t describe note taking and I do believe before putting down a material, you have to take notes. (All he mentions is handwriting notes and I do believe in that. You cannot really type notes and expect to learn the material).
Another source I would suggest is the Vark Quiz (https://vark-learn.com/the-vark-questionnaire/) Learn what type you are (I’m a Kinesthetic!) and read what they give you. I’m not going to say you will perfectly match with your description but if you are starting from ground zero, this is an amazing place to see what might work for you instead of you having to come up with different technques on your own.
I get so annoyed when people use the pomodoro method as a way to study. It is not a way to study. It is a way to schedule your study time. Also, I don’t think you can do much in 25 minutes or maybe it is just me. Usually I work for an hour or 50 minutes and then take a ten minute break. All you need to do is find out what works for you.
Okay let’s get into classes, first there is an amazing youtuber named Nathan Wu who made this video (https://youtu.be/pdAt8JhBnMU and there is a part 2 but I’ll let you guys find it). He is a very good study youtuber that I do like to watch sometimes and I do appriciate that he is spreading correct information. I can give you guys an example of what worked for me in some of my classes (I also just wanna say I won’t be putting my grades on here nor anything really. I don’t feel comfortable being compared to others because I already have to deal with it at my own institution and peers. Please don’t compare yourself to others).
Chemistry (Wu also does include this subject in his video):
- Write notes and explanations for the love of god. Like please just write notes.
- Also apply those notes. If you are confused in one area ask someone for help whether that be your teacher or someone else.
-I would say to use flashcards, but I’m honestly a big quizlet user (I haven’t used Anki I’m a little weird and I get so annoyed when I use something that is popular. I sadly give off the “i’m not like other girls vibe”). When I use quizlet every time I get an answer wrong I write down the definition. I can explain this more because you can do this with notecards as well and probably Anki but I like the mobility of quizlet.
-Labs... I do like doing some labs. I miss my older ones from Honors Chemistry, I barely do good labs in AP Chemistry, but at the same time you have to do them. This could be for any science class because knowing how to apply your information is the best way to test your knowledge that isn’t practice questions (If you need labs look up a virtual simulation. While it isn’t the same thing they are usually free and if not you can find some on youtube).
- Practice problems (this more or less goes with your grading point instead of studying. While I do believe the overall goal in studying is that you understand and can apply the topic tests are so different in many things). As stated before I have taken Honors Chemistry, so I used test prep from my teacher and was able to form questions similar to how she asked them on the quiz. In AP Chemistry I’ve been able to use the online resources from other teachers and AP Classroom. I will say AP Chemistry it is much harder to write my own questions because AP Chemistry is just really hard in general, but finding FRQ practices I believe is one of the best ways you can work on it (Honestly it may be just me but doing FRQs or written essays for answers is so much better than multiple choice because this allows you to practice giving explanations and learning where your gap of knowledge is).
Another study technique I like to do is called the Feynmann technique. This is such a great way to apply knowledge without doing test prep because you need to essentially master your subject before test prep. This method includes creating a study plan for someone else, you need to teach someone else (or something else) what you’re learning and have them ask questions. Know I know this doesn’t really work well for some people including myself because I don’t really have others to talk to when I study but talk to yourself. (sometimes I talk to a ghost or a plushie in my room. I have little trinkets on my desk of which a tiger egg and a Chick Fil A cow plushie wearing a sunflower dress. Just try it, it might seem weird but you got to). If you can’t have others ask you questions say everything you can remember (and maybe do this on a google doc with the voice chat box open, I would say record yourself but I hate hearing my own recordings). Then, once you have finished look through your notes and see what you got correct and what you got wrong. If you did use a google docs then write what you meant to say like: “I said this... but this was incorrect because of this...”
For study schedule or something related to studying I would say watch these videos: https://youtu.be/-m2Ua5Y0mzc and https://youtu.be/OYuhkaOPKcM. Both are by youtubers who I do like to watch and follow what they do. I would say to look through Alicia’s youtube a bit more if you like electronic organization AND the true studyblr (girl can do beautiful calligraphy). I believe I align more with Keo Tsang, who studies later at night rather than earlier than the morning. Tsang does get more hours of sleep than me (haha). If you are in high school please don’t do what he does though. I try to go to bed by midnight because then I’ll get six hours of sleep, and I can sleep on the bus (it takes me an hour to get to school). I also have a free first period where I can sleep if I need to or catch up on work from last night if I didn’t do it. I do like to work when there is sunlight but also coming home from school and taking a detox or a break is so much better for my mental health. I know it will be different when in university but I’d just say this to any high school student, please do a mental detox. Don’t go on social media and scroll endlessly maybe listen to some music, read a book, take a walk/run, my sister would bake after a long stressful day and her food- while not the best- got her in a good mood.
I think this is all I’ll write today. I still need to do so much work myself haha but I am a big procrastinator and also I did have a break down a little while ago. Just know you are worth everything and in the end, every problem is going to have some type of solution even if there is no solution. Your life doesn’t need to be answered today or tomorrow so let’s work on becoming better students one step at a time :)
#studyblr#ap chemistry#how to learn#notes#study schedule#I just know realized I didn't do a study schedule example IG ill do that tomorrow if anyone wants it#youtube recomendations#studyblr youtubers#Bruh I have so many youtubers who I just want to recommend and say please watch them and how amazing they are#school#high school#university#organization and planning#student#studying#study notes#study motivation
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mutual || h. hyunjin
this is a fic that I have re-uploaded from my old blog, @ethereal-bang . I’ll be reuploading all of my old works here and deleting my old blog soon. hope you enjoy!
request: “maybe some hyunjin + mutual masturbation? bonus points if they’re ‘just friends’”
characters: hyunjin x female reader
wc: 2.4k
genre: smut
warnings: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, slight dom themes
This is intended for mature audiences. Do not read if you are under the age of 18
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Okay, this was probably the stupidest decision you had made in awhile. Or rather, the stupidest decision Hyunjin had made that you agreed to. You knew the moment your best friend invited himself over to your apartment for a “movie night”, that there was something going on.
Hyunjin: hey are u busy
You: I mean, not really ? It’s 9pm jinnie
Hyunjin: right ok cool I’m coming over
You: Wait, what? Why?
Hyunjin: you’ll see, be there in five
Your eyes bulge out of your head at his boldness. Regardless, you made sure your apartment was visitor friendly, even though you knew he wouldn’t care. Hyunjin has been your best friend since junior year of high school. Now into your second year of college, the two of you have been through pretty much everything.
True to his word, five minutes later Hyunjin walked into your apartment and dramatically flopped onto your couch. You watched him while you walked into the living room, the blonde haired boy making himself comfortable before turning to you.
“Okay, so why do I have the pleasure of being graced with your presence at this time of night?” You asked, taking a seat next to him. He looked at you weirdly, he was hiding something.
“Look. Just hear me out,” he starts, and alarms immediately go off in your head. “Hwang Hyunjin what did you do?” You ask him, eyes narrowing. Sticking his hands out defensively, he sits up right on the couch. “I didn’t do anything !! I just… so the boys and I were talking about movies today, yeah?” He started. Unsure of where this was going, and why you were involved, you nod your head slowly.
“And there’s this movie, called 365 Days? Have you heard of it?” He asks cautiously.
Yeah, you had heard of it. It was the biggest trend going around right now. Some movie about a guy that meets a woman, kidnaps her and wants her to fall in love with him within a year, and if not she gets to leave. Everything you’ve heard about it has been a mix of cringe and intrigue. The movie is extremely dirty, you’ve heard.
“Yeah, I’ve heard of it.” You say nonchalantly, waiting to see where the conversation takes you. “Ah, well, uh.. Ha-have you seen it?” He looks too embarrassed to look you in the eye. “No, I haven’t, Hyunjin. What does any of this have to do with me?” You question. Hyunjin shifts around in his spot on the couch. “Well, the boys..the b-boys dared me to watch it and I don’t want to watch it alone! Will you please watch it with me? Please?” He says quickly. Your eyes widen, not able to believe that this was the reason he was in your living room.
“Wouldn’t it be weird?!”
“No! Y/N we’ve been friends for so long and it’s not like we’re not comfortable with each other!!” He reasons. “Hyunjin, it’s basically porn!” You laugh, unsure how to correctly convey your emotions. “Look, let’s watch like half of it. You know I can’t back down on a dare, Y/N please,” he begs. You weighed the options. Would it be weird? Maybe a little, but he’s right. You’re comfortable with him. What could go wrong, right? It’s just a movie.
Sighing, you see his face light up in victory. “Fine,” you say and grab the remote, searching for the movie.
Oh boy, were you wrong.
This movie was way more sexual than you had originally thought. Yeah, you had heard the rumors about the infamous Boat Scene, where the main character finally gives in to her male kidnapper and they spend what seems like the entire day absolutely railing each other, but you didn’t think it would be this…graphic.
You were basically sitting on your couch watching softcore porn with your best friend. If someone had told you that this was how you would be spending your night, you’d laugh in their face. But here you are, sitting five feet apart from Hyunjin on the couch, both of you too afraid to make eye contact with each other as the two main characters have yet another round, this time on the front deck of the boat.
You were definitely hot and bothered at this point, how could you not be? You tried to be subtle, shifting back and forth on the couch to try and relieve some of the pressure you were feeling between your thighs. You couldn’t wait for Hyunjin to get out of here so you could take care of it yourself, his presence not helping you in the slightest.
Hyunjin is hot, everyone knows it. His long hair dyed a platinum blonde and always kept in a ponytail, except for tonight he decided to let it hang down around him. You tried taking a glance at him, afraid he’d catch you staring and make the atmosphere even more awkward than it already was.
Hyunjin was having a hard time. Figuratively and literally. He had no clue this movie would be like this!! He heard the rumors just like you had, but he figured that everyone was over exaggerating, wanting to seem cool for watching a “raunchy movie”, but no, they were all spot on. And to make matters worse, he was watching it with you. He had no idea why he decided this would be a good idea. Maybe get some laughs at how terrible the movie is, and then turn it off and order takeout or something? He’s really not sure. But now all he’s thinking about is the fact that there is porn playing on your tv, and your shifting back and forth has not gone unnoticed by him.
Would it really be bad if he…initiated something? It was getting hard to control himself, he could feel his resolve slipping. He knows the movie is doing something to you too, it’s too obvious. Maybe acknowledging it will make the situation less awkward.
Well, you never know till you find out.
Hyunjin can feel his heart beating fast in his chest as he takes a side glance at you. Your eyes are still glued to the screen, most likely due to embarrassment, but partially out of lust. He can see your pupils get larger slightly as you watch the scenes unfolding on tv. You shift your weight once more, and Hyunjin takes a deep breath as he turns to actually face you.
You feel Hyunjin look at you, and you immediately feel embarrassed when you meet his eyes.
Hyunjin almost backs out, but opts to look back at the tv because he cannot make eye contact with you right now. “Well, this movie is…something..” he says quietly, and your face heats up. “Yeah…sure is,” you trail off quietly, unsure what to say. How could he be having a conversation with you right now?
“Look…now just hear me out,” He starts. Those words got you into this predicament, you can only imagine where they’ll take you now. You can still hear the characters moaning on the screen, and you try to block them out and pay attention to Hyunjin.
“We’re both sitting here incredibly turned on, am I wrong?” He starts. You go wide eyed, and the blush already on your cheeks darkens as you realize you weren’t being as discreet as you thought you were. “All I’m saying is, why don’t we…help each other out? I guess?” He says quickly, trying to make it sound like a stupid suggestion. You could clearly see his hard on through his sweat pants, and you thought about it.
“Have you heard of mutual masturbation?” you ask him. Hyunjin almost chokes at hearing those words even leave your mouth. He thought you were going to yell at him, push him out of your apartment and never want to speak to him again. You surprised yourself by being so forward, but it’s Hyunjin. It wouldn’t hurt.
“I..yeah, I have. Do..do you want to?” He asks, finally looking you in the eyes. Your gaze meets his, and the lust is evident in his eyes as he tries to discreetly check you out. This would change your friendship in a way that you would’ve never expected it to, but you don’t feel worried at all.
“You’re not gonna be weird about it afterwards, right? I mean, it’s not a big deal right?” You ask, and he shakes his head. “No! Not a big deal at all, as long as you’re not going to be w- oh, okay” he says, cutting himself off because you’ve now angled yourself in the corner of the couch to face him, your hands already ghosting the edge of your sleep shorts. You giggle as Hyunjin moves to do the same, and the sound is music to his ears.
Hyunjin sweeps his eyes over your form, and feels something spark in him. You look so small all the way over there, the giant tshirt you had on was not doing anything to help the sight. Hyunjin was starting to have ideas, and he decides that he wants to test the waters.
Before he can even get to it though, you let out a little sigh as your fingers tease yourself over your underwear. “H-hyunjin.. Can you like, say something? Maybe?” You ask timidly. You can see the mood shift in his eyes as he smirks.
“Oh, you want me to talk dirty to you, huh?” He chuckles, and with the way your chest hitches, he knows he’s headed in the right direction. You blush and nod your head, embarrassed to say anything else.
Hyunjin is palming himself over his sweatpants, trying to keep pace with you. He watches as you relax into your own touch, and decides that he doesn’t want to hold back anymore.
Sliding his hands into his boxers, he sighs in relief at finally feeling something. “Do you feel good baby? Talk to me,” he tells you, and for some reason the new pet name sets you on fire. Following his lead you finally move your fingers past your panties, dragging circles along your clit and letting a soft moan slip past your lips. “Yes, God, so good” you moan. You look up at him and the feeling is magnified.
His sweatpants have fallen a little low on his hips, and the sight of his hips and the muscles under his tshirt has you wanting to see more. Hyunjin notices you eyeing him, and decides to take his shirt off, throwing it on the floor next to the couch. He’s absolutely gorgeous, muscles flexing as he works himself up.
“Now don’t let me be the only one getting naked baby, let me really see you,” he says, and the tone is just between demanding and almost condescending. This new side to Hyunjin instantly makes you want to give in, and you’d do whatever he asked you to as long as you got to look at him like this.
You watch his eyes go wide when you take your shirt off, and you had almost forgotten that you weren’t even in your bra. Chest completely bare in front of him, he doesn’t take his eyes off you for a second as he slides his sweatpants down farther. You now have a perfect view of his cock, long and hard in his hand. This was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen.
“Jesus fuck-” Hyunjin groans, his hand moving faster on his cock. You match his movements, getting yourself worked up. At this point you take your shorts off as well, the two of you completely naked, on opposite sides of the couch.
“You can take a few fingers for me, right doll? Show me what you do when no one’s around,” He says, fucking up into his hand. You bring your hand up to your mouth and slide your fingers in, putting on a show for him. His eyes never leave your face, and you’re glad he’s as affected by this as you are.
You insert one finger into your core and your back arches, finally getting a taste of what you’ve been wanting so badly. Its nowhere near enough, you decide, and insert another finger. Hyunjin thinks that you look so, so pretty like this. He could sit for hours and just watch you, wouldn’t even need to touch you and he would be okay.
Getting lost in your own pleasure, you let your thoughts travel to the boy on the couch across from you. You still couldn’t believe this was happening. All of the times you’ve ever gotten off to the thought of your best friend flash behind your eyelids, and it only brings you closer to the edge.
Hyunjin is almost there, too, and wants to make sure you cum before him, or at least at the same time as him. “F-fuck Y/N I’m so close. You can go a little faster for me, right baby? Make yourself feel good for me,” he says, and the request has you keening. “H-Hyunjin,” you moan out, letting the feeling completely take over as your reach down to rub circles on your clit, your orgasm approaching quickly.
“Just like that baby, maybe next time I’ll let you cum on my fingers instead,” he says, voice getting breathy as he approaches his high. “Oh God, Hyunjin please,” you beg, even though you’re not sure what you’re begging for at this point.
It doesn’t take too much longer until the coil that was wound suddenly bursts, your orgasm taking over your senses. You lift your back off of the couch, whimpers coming from your mouth as you ride out your own orgasm. Watching you cum sets Hyunjin off, and he quickens his pace. Ribbons of white paint his stomach and his hands, and the sounds that leave his lips, deep and gravely are almost enough to set you off again.
The two of you sit there, basking in the afterglow of your orgasms, the movie completely forgotten. The credits were rolling in the background now, and Hyunjin has completely forgotten about the dare he was supposed to be doing right now. You look over at Hyunjin, his skin glowing and just looking absolutely ethereal. Hyunjin is thinking the same, taking in the way your hair has gotten messed up from running your hands through it, and the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead.
It’s quiet for a moment, and you make your way closer to Hyunjin. His eyes widen as you get closer. Opting to lean in close to him, you whisper in his ear.
“So.. are you gonna let me cum on your fingers now?” you tease.
And he does. And on his tongue, too. Y’know, for good measure.
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mutual
Request: “maybe some hyunjin + mutual masturbation? bonus points if they’re ‘just friends’”
Characters: Hyunjin x female reader
Word Count: 2.4k
Type: Smut
Warnings: Mutual masturbation, dirty talk, slight dom themes
This is intended for mature audiences. Do not read if you are under the age of 18.
Okay, this was probably the stupidest decision you had made in awhile. Or rather, the stupidest decision Hyunjin had made that you agreed to. You knew the moment your best friend invited himself over to your apartment for a “movie night”, that there was something going on.
Hyunjin: hey are u busy
You: I mean, not really ? It’s 9pm jinnie
Hyunjin: right ok cool I’m coming over
You: Wait, what? Why?
Hyunjin: you’ll see, be there in five
Your eyes bulge out of your head at his boldness. Regardless, you made sure your apartment was visitor friendly, even though you knew he wouldn’t care. Hyunjin has been your best friend since junior year of high school. Now into your second year of college, the two of you have been through pretty much everything.
True to his word, five minutes later Hyunjin walked into your apartment and dramatically flopped onto your couch. You watched him while you walked into the living room, the blonde haired boy making himself comfortable before turning to you.
“Okay, so why do I have the pleasure of being graced with your presence at this time of night?” You asked, taking a seat next to him. He looked at you weirdly, he was hiding something.
“Look. Just hear me out,” he starts, and alarms immediately go off in your head. “Hwang Hyunjin what did you do?” You ask him, eyes narrowing. Sticking his hands out defensively, he sits up right on the couch. “I didn’t do anything !! I just… so the boys and I were talking about movies today, yeah?” He started. Unsure of where this was going, and why you were involved, you nod your head slowly.
“And there’s this movie, called 365 Days? Have you heard of it?” He asks cautiously.
Yeah, you had heard of it. It was the biggest trend going around right now. Some movie about a guy that meets a woman, kidnaps her and wants her to fall in love with him within a year, and if not she gets to leave. Everything you’ve heard about it has been a mix of cringe and intrigue. The movie is extremely dirty, you’ve heard.
“Yeah, I’ve heard of it.” You say nonchalantly, waiting to see where the conversation takes you. “Ah, well, uh.. Ha-have you seen it?” He looks too embarrassed to look you in the eye. “No, I haven’t, Hyunjin. What does any of this have to do with me?” You question. Hyunjin shifts around in his spot on the couch. “Well, the boys..the b-boys dared me to watch it and I don’t want to watch it alone! Will you please watch it with me? Please?” He says quickly. Your eyes widen, not able to believe that this was the reason he was in your living room.
“Wouldn’t it be weird?!”
“No! Y/N we’ve been friends for so long and it’s not like we’re not comfortable with each other!!” He reasons. “Hyunjin, it’s basically porn!” You laugh, unsure how to correctly convey your emotions. “Look, let’s watch like half of it. You know I can’t back down on a dare, Y/N please,” he begs. You weighed the options. Would it be weird? Maybe a little, but he’s right. You’re comfortable with him. What could go wrong, right? It’s just a movie.
Sighing, you see his face light up in victory. “Fine,” you say and grab the remote, searching for the movie.
Oh boy, were you wrong.
This movie was way more sexual than you had originally thought. Yeah, you had heard the rumors about the infamous Boat Scene, where the main character finally gives in to her male kidnapper and they spend what seems like the entire day absolutely railing each other, but you didn’t think it would be this...graphic.
You were basically sitting on your couch watching softcore porn with your best friend. If someone had told you that this was how you would be spending your night, you’d laugh in their face. But here you are, sitting five feet apart from Hyunjin on the couch, both of you too afraid to make eye contact with each other as the two main characters have yet another round, this time on the front deck of the boat.
You were definitely hot and bothered at this point, how could you not be? You tried to be subtle, shifting back and forth on the couch to try and relieve some of the pressure you were feeling between your thighs. You couldn’t wait for Hyunjin to get out of here so you could take care of it yourself, his presence not helping you in the slightest.
Hyunjin is hot, everyone knows it. His long hair dyed a platinum blonde and always kept in a ponytail, except for tonight he decided to let it hang down around him. You tried taking a glance at him, afraid he’d catch you staring and make the atmosphere even more awkward than it already was.
Hyunjin was having a hard time. Figuratively and literally. He had no clue this movie would be like this!! He heard the rumors just like you had, but he figured that everyone was over exaggerating, wanting to seem cool for watching a “raunchy movie”, but no, they were all spot on. And to make matters worse, he was watching it with you. He had no idea why he decided this would be a good idea. Maybe get some laughs at how terrible the movie is, and then turn it off and order takeout or something? He’s really not sure. But now all he’s thinking about is the fact that there is porn playing on your tv, and your shifting back and forth has not gone unnoticed by him.
Would it really be bad if he...initiated something? It was getting hard to control himself, he could feel his resolve slipping. He knows the movie is doing something to you too, it’s too obvious. Maybe acknowledging it will make the situation less awkward.
Well, you never know till you find out.
Hyunjin can feel his heart beating fast in his chest as he takes a side glance at you. Your eyes are still glued to the screen, most likely due to embarrassment, but partially out of lust. He can see your pupils get larger slightly as you watch the scenes unfolding on tv. You shift your weight once more, and Hyunjin takes a deep breath as he turns to actually face you.
You feel Hyunjin look at you, and you immediately feel embarrassed when you meet his eyes.
Hyunjin almost backs out, but opts to look back at the tv because he cannot make eye contact with you right now. “Well, this movie is...something..” he says quietly, and your face heats up. “Yeah...sure is,” you trail off quietly, unsure what to say. How could he be having a conversation with you right now?
“Look...now just hear me out,” He starts. Those words got you into this predicament, you can only imagine where they’ll take you now. You can still hear the characters moaning on the screen, and you try to block them out and pay attention to Hyunjin.
“We’re both sitting here incredibly turned on, am I wrong?” He starts. You go wide eyed, and the blush already on your cheeks darkens as you realize you weren’t being as discreet as you thought you were. “All I’m saying is, why don’t we...help each other out? I guess?” He says quickly, trying to make it sound like a stupid suggestion. You could clearly see his hard on through his sweat pants, and you thought about it.
“Have you heard of mutual masturbation?” you ask him. Hyunjin almost chokes at hearing those words even leave your mouth. He thought you were going to yell at him, push him out of your apartment and never want to speak to him again. You surprised yourself by being so forward, but it’s Hyunjin. It wouldn’t hurt.
“I..yeah, I have. Do..do you want to?” He asks, finally looking you in the eyes. Your gaze meets his, and the lust is evident in his eyes as he tries to discreetly check you out. This would change your friendship in a way that you would’ve never expected it to, but you don’t feel worried at all.
“You’re not gonna be weird about it afterwards, right? I mean, it’s not a big deal right?” You ask, and he shakes his head. “No! Not a big deal at all, as long as you’re not going to be w- oh, okay” he says, cutting himself off because you’ve now angled yourself in the corner of the couch to face him, your hands already ghosting the edge of your sleep shorts. You giggle as Hyunjin moves to do the same, and the sound is music to his ears.
Hyunjin sweeps his eyes over your form, and feels something spark in him. You look so small all the way over there, the giant tshirt you had on was not doing anything to help the sight. Hyunjin was starting to have ideas, and he decides that he wants to test the waters.
Before he can even get to it though, you let out a little sigh as your fingers tease yourself over your underwear. “H-hyunjin.. Can you like, say something? Maybe?” You ask timidly. You can see the mood shift in his eyes as he smirks.
“Oh, you want me to talk dirty to you, huh?” He chuckles, and with the way your chest hitches, he knows he’s headed in the right direction. You blush and nod your head, embarrassed to say anything else.
Hyunjin is palming himself over his sweatpants, trying to keep pace with you. He watches as you relax into your own touch, and decides that he doesn’t want to hold back anymore.
Sliding his hands into his boxers, he sighs in relief at finally feeling something. “Do you feel good baby? Talk to me,” he tells you, and for some reason the new pet name sets you on fire. Following his lead you finally move your fingers past your panties, dragging circles along your clit and letting a soft moan slip past your lips. “Yes, God, so good” you moan. You look up at him and the feeling is magnified.
His sweatpants have fallen a little low on his hips, and the sight of his hips and the muscles under his tshirt has you wanting to see more. Hyunjin notices you eyeing him, and decides to take his shirt off, throwing it on the floor next to the couch. He’s absolutely gorgeous, muscles flexing as he works himself up.
“Now don’t let me be the only one getting naked baby, let me really see you,” he says, and the tone is just between demanding and almost condescending. This new side to Hyunjin instantly makes you want to give in, and you’d do whatever he asked you to as long as you got to look at him like this.
You watch his eyes go wide when you take your shirt off, and you had almost forgotten that you weren’t even in your bra. Chest completely bare in front of him, he doesn’t take his eyes off you for a second as he slides his sweatpants down farther. You now have a perfect view of his cock, long and hard in his hand. This was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen.
“Jesus fuck-” Hyunjin groans, his hand moving faster on his cock. You match his movements, getting yourself worked up. At this point you take your shorts off as well, the two of you completely naked, on opposite sides of the couch.
“You can take a few fingers for me, right doll? Show me what you do when no one’s around,” He says, fucking up into his hand. You bring your hand up to your mouth and slide your fingers in, putting on a show for him. His eyes never leave your face, and you’re glad he’s as affected by this as you are.
You insert one finger into your core and your back arches, finally getting a taste of what you’ve been wanting so badly. Its nowhere near enough, you decide, and insert another finger. Hyunjin thinks that you look so, so pretty like this. He could sit for hours and just watch you, wouldn’t even need to touch you and he would be okay.
Getting lost in your own pleasure, you let your thoughts travel to the boy on the couch across from you. You still couldn’t believe this was happening. All of the times you’ve ever gotten off to the thought of your best friend flash behind your eyelids, and it only brings you closer to the edge.
Hyunjin is almost there, too, and wants to make sure you cum before him, or at least at the same time as him. “F-fuck Y/N I’m so close. You can go a little faster for me, right baby? Make yourself feel good for me,” he says, and the request has you keening. “H-Hyunjin,” you moan out, letting the feeling completely take over as your reach down to rub circles on your clit, your orgasm approaching quickly.
“Just like that baby, maybe next time I’ll let you cum on my fingers instead,” he says, voice getting breathy as he approaches his high. “Oh God, Hyunjin please,” you beg, even though you’re not sure what you’re begging for at this point.
It doesn’t take too much longer until the coil that was wound suddenly bursts, your orgasm taking over your senses. You lift your back off of the couch, whimpers coming from your mouth as you ride out your own orgasm. Watching you cum sets Hyunjin off, and he quickens his pace. Ribbons of white paint his stomach and his hands, and the sounds that leave his lips, deep and gravely are almost enough to set you off again.
The two of you sit there, basking in the afterglow of your orgasms, the movie completely forgotten. The credits were rolling in the background now, and Hyunjin has completely forgotten about the dare he was supposed to be doing right now. You look over at Hyunjin, his skin glowing and just looking absolutely ethereal. Hyunjin is thinking the same, taking in the way your hair has gotten messed up from running your hands through it, and the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead.
It’s quiet for a moment, and you make your way closer to Hyunjin. His eyes widen as you get closer. Opting to lean in close to him, you whisper in his ear.
“So.. are you gonna let me cum on your fingers now?” you tease.
And he does. And on his tongue, too. Y’know, for good measure.
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#hwang hyunjin smut#stray kids scenarios#stray kids smut#ryn's work: stray kids#ryn's work: hyunjin#stray kids#skz
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i was tagged by the lovely @geekgirl78, thank you! :)
Nickname: Kowalski (if you know, you know)
Zodiac: Capricorn
Height: 154 cm
Last movie i saw: NCIS (tv series, not a movie)
Last thing i googled: charlie watts :(
Favorite musician: Green Day/Joan Baez :))
Song stuck in my head: Walking Contradiction - Green Day
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Amount of sleep: not much
Lucky number: 4
What i am wearing: black sweatpants, green tshirt, pink comfort blanket, yellow socks with holes in them :/
Dream job: anything creative (probably either musician/tattoo artist?)
Dream trip: don't have anything in mind right now
Favorite food: toast
Play an instrument: uke, guitar, drums, recorder, tin whistle, few pathetic notes on piano
Languages: czech, english, a little bit of german, slovak, few words in spanish (gonna learn more)
Random fact: the beatles recorded their first album in one day in about 10 hours
Describe yourself as aesthetic things: eyeliner, candles, cats, plants, moon
i'm tagging @confusedbeansblog and @imnobodysbaby
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haikyuu sibling hcs
i am returning from the dead because of this, which has me going insane every time i think about it. there will probably be a part two of this. i simply cannot get it out of my mind
nishinoya’s sisters
all of them are older than him, but I’d say one is a year older than him (3rd year), one is four years older (3rd year of uni) and one is six years older (graduated a year ago)
the nishinoya’s are a Loud family. they are constantly yelling at each other, whether in an argument or just to talk to each other. they’re also all very messy, with the middle sister being the lesser of four evils by actually returning cups and dishes to the kitchen (she goes to all their rooms while she’s at it)
the eldest is the one who got nishinoya into volleyball. she played in high school, and she taught little 9-year-old yuu in the back garden as a reward for finishing his homework. she played non-competitively at uni and dropped it after, but she’ll still always practice with him whenever she’s home
the youngest sister dresses like an egirl and has the bleached streaks at the front of her hair. she had leftover bleach when doing it, so she convinced yuu to do a matching style, which is the origin story of the blonde streak in his hair
the youngest sister also plays football (soccer), and they help each other practice. they’re absolutely best friends.
all of them are Fiercely protective of each other. he likes to think he’s the one protecting them all the time but in reality he is the baby of the family and they would all rather die than let anyone so much as lay a finger on him
the middle sister is the only one with good grades, and they always say she has all the brain cells between the four of them. she also sleeps until 1pm (which doesn’t mix well with yuu’s tendency to wake up at 7am acting like he’s had three energy drinks) and went through a lot of boyfriends in high school (yuu tried to intimidate all of them, and failed, because he was 13 and short as hell). they get along better now she’s moved out.
the eldest is only a mature functional adult because she had to stop the rest from injuring themselves or each other constantly when they were kids. she’s the go-to for advice for all of them, but will always go to her brother when she needs to rant
the eldest got All of the height. she is a tall woman and she likes to use her siblings as armrests to make them feel even smaller. gives good hugs but also slaps her siblings around the head as a form of greeting
they taught yuu about style and respecting women. he chose not to listen when it came to style and wears ugly tshirts with funny slogans anyway, but he would beat up a misogynist.
asahi had a bit of a crush on the youngest sister for part of their second year and will NEVER admit it
overall they are chaotic, loud and messy but they get along really well, simultaneous hell yeah and big rip for the parents.
suga’s brother
ok listen he’s 7 (11 years younger) and babysitting him is part of the reason koushi became an elementary school teacher
he is o b s e s s e d with dinosaurs, tsukishima begrudgingly and secretly gives koushi his old, more childish dino-themed things to pass on to the kid
absolutely idolises his brother. wants to be Exactly like him. he rlly tries hard in school because of it (even though he has a pretty short attention span)
also wants to play volleyball bc of suga, and is his brother’s biggest hypeman
terrified of daichi but loves asahi. its asahi’s biggest win
makes suga watch disney movies with him (he doesn’t actually make him, its unclear which one of them enjoys it more)
kyoutani’s sister
she’s 23 (6 years older) and the COOLEST BITCH
has a sort of indie / grunge style, basically that fun y2k-ish style but with more chains and fishnets
plays electric guitar, has a bunch of stick and pokes, wears doc martens and is doing a masters degree in journalism.
please i’m in love with her
she had a massive emo / punk phase back when kentarou was 10 and thought she was the most amazing person alive. he started trying to be punk like her and it stuck
they would kill and die for each other but argue All The Time. especially when he was like 13-14. basically hated each other but now they very much respect each other
(she’s the only person he fully respects other than iwaizumi)
they would play fight all the time that almost verged on genuine physical fighting. they still do sometimes, and she wins 90% of the time.
for personal reasons i am going to say she’s bisexual
if you ever think kentarou would have anything negative to say about women or gays, you are wrong. if you say anything bigoted its an attack on his sister and he will beat you up about it
literally has to keep her away from the volleyball team because they met her once and oikawa tried to flirt with her and he is never suffering through that again
she helps him cut and bleach his hair and he helps her dye hers fun colours sometimes
overall the literal coolest person ever i would die for her
kuroo’s sister
okay I’d say she’s probably,,, 22. four years older.
the most put together person you will meet in your life. its honestly scary how organised she is. time management queen.
the science genes run in the family. just started a master’s degree in biology and plans to do a PhD
every teacher that taught her expects tetsurou to be just as smart and capable. it annoys him, even though he gets the grades, because they assume he’s gonna be just as well behaved and organised as her. that man has not handed in a homework assignment in his life.
she has Long Ass, Thick Ass Hair and if she ever lets it get slightly out of hand it looks like a Nightmare
still hates tetsurou for making her practice volleyball with him when she was 12. she missed the season finale of a show she liked and then got it spoiled for her because she was helping him and she still holds a grudge about it
may be put together, but she’s still fun. will buy tetsurou alcohol if he asks her to (not too much tho, so parents don’t catch on)
he tries to flirt with her friends and she hates him for it (the newer ones that meet him when he’s like 18 seem to enjoy it and she hates that even more)
is Very intimidated by tetsurou’s volleyball team, will still bully him in front of them tho. when her and kenma team up they are ruthless and if he didn’t know they were joking he’d probably cry
yaku pretended to have a crush on her for almost a whole year in second year to annoy tetsurou. he even got her in on it and ‘asked her out’. it was the longest and most worthwhile con he’s ever pulled.
#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyuu siblings#haikyuu headcanons#hq!!#nishinoya#nishinoya yuu#haikyuu nishinoya#sugawara#sugawara koushi#haikyuu sugawara#haikyuu suga#kyoutani#kyoutani kentarou#haikyuu kyoutani#kuroo#kuroo tetsurou#haikyuu kuroo#anime#anime headcanons
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ReinerxMikasa (ReiKasa) Extremely Kinky A to Z Ask Game (R20+) Headcanon #19
*Update: 24 March 2021
A continuation of this ask & inspired by this original post. Dedicated to @xrocketmanx for their amazing 💖 on my ko-fi page!
(A/N: ‼️WARNING‼️Graphic description of very explicit smut with potentially provocative images ⛔ Please don't click Keep Reading if you're below 20 🙅♀️ Sorry kiddos! To my more adult readers, please absorb this post's content with appropriate discretion & maturity)
(In complete Alphabetical Order)
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
People expect Reiner to be the one who would jump off the bed immediately soon after when they’re done but on the contrary, he just loves lying there and holding Mikasa in his arms post-coitus. Although, they do sleep with Mikasa lying on his chest most nights. Mikasa wasn’t used to be held intimately in the first few months of their relationship, so the first time they made love, Reiner gave her the space that she needed before, during and after. It was Mikasa who finally initiated their first cuddle post-coitus after the next several weeks.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Reiner: Very confident of his physical appearance and in his skin. He really loves everything on and about Mikasa. He loves her body type the way she is - to him, hers is just perfect. But, his most favorite body part of hers he'd like to touch first every time he could is her hands. He just like holding her hands when he wakes up, winding down for the night & even when he's asleep.
Mikasa: This woman, despite having a bombshell athletic figure, still secretly feels insecure of the way she looks. She loves Reiner's biceps the most - at home, she'll sneak a quick peck or a nibble on his biceps when he's doing the dishes or making dinner. She also likes to snuggle up to him on the couch with his arm draped around her shoulders, sometimes until she falls asleep.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… lol)
She...swallows? 🙈 (holy shizz i'm not so sure of this one. Can't think of a suitable answer without being cringey 🤣)
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Reiner & Mikasa once had a quickie inside the changing booth during a beach trip with their friends. Reiner had also went down on Mikasa after dinner at his mum's place, right in Karina's laundry room because he 'accidentally' spilt some wine on her dress & wanted to get her dress cleaned up. He ended up having her as dessert on top of the moving dryer & she left her underwear there by accident.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
They were both not each other’s first lovers but when they first got together, the experience is like being with no other. They discovered new parts & points of not only their significant other’s physical & spiritual strengths but also their own respective preferences as well. Reiner’s quite a ladies’ man during his early years in the military but after a while, he got bored of the game. Meeting Mikasa, he realised he wants to play the game again but this time to win it for good. Mikasa has only been with one boyfriend since college & being with Reiner opened her eyes up to vast possibilities.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
No, Reiner doesn't do the Military Style despite being a military man 🤣 Missionary & Cow Girl are their standard starting positions. Despite Mikasa being very flexible, which gave them more advantage in attempting the more physically-challenging positions, but the following are their more favorite experimental ones:
Oasis
Basket
Watering Can
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
A little bit of both, no doubt. Reiner has a dorky sense of humor & Mikasa's odd humor makes for a good tension-breaking combination. Their foreplays always begin with a good laugh - with Reiner ghosting his teasing touches on her love handles. Gets her in the mood for some serious sexing every time.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
For both, the carpets matched the drapes. Mikasa tried Brazillian wax once and uhh...Reiner abstained for a week & a half because he prefers her au naturalé 🙈 He said it felt odd from what he's used to haha
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
There are days they’ll just have a quickie if they get in the mood while just chilling, watching TV together after dinner. Before the children came, they would always have slow, intense eye-gazing, tantric, unrushed lovemaking. After the twins came into the picture, they’ll be lucky if they can even have cuddle time together >D Mikasa doesn’t say “I love you” out-loud but showed it in the way she touches & kisses Reiner’s arm when he’s in the kitchen making dinner or when he’s giving the twins a bath.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Oooh...Reiner rarely does this after he dated Mikasa & married her. But he loves getting her to touch herself in the showers. While he watches.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Did i tell you about their muscle kink & how much they love each other’s muscles?? Roleplay :) They like to pretend they’re strangers meeting in a cafe or a hotel bar and later have a ‘pretend one-night stand’ with each other haha It keeps the flame burning! (i posted a oneshot on this.)
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Home: bedroom, kitchen and in his home office. In the showers too!
They're not one to do it in public but they did have several outdoor trysts on the back of his 4WD while having a romantic night under the stars.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) haha can't help not including this gif
When Mikasa rubs one of Reiner's thighs, rest assured that his gears will be running. Meanwhile when Reiner nuzzles her neck and started caressing her abs, oh it's an on for her alright.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
⛔ Backdoors are a big N.O ⛔
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
They're both amazing givers... You know what it means: 34 + 35 🤫 Reiner would sometimes initiates when Mikasa's already asleep. Remember that Zoom Conference & online gaming session? Mikasa likes to get back at Reiner when he least expects it.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Both depending on their moods...quickies are usually fast pounding yet not too rough, Reiner respects Mikasa too much to ever be at risk of hurting her. Usually their lovemaking would be sensual & soul-bonding at the same time.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Mikasa prefers to wear pants when they ever go for outings, movie trips, hiking trips. But, she wears skirts when they're visiting their families for a reason: smoother access for quickies. The moment she walks down the stairs in a beautiful dress before they head to his mum's or her aunts', Reiner already knows it. They be getting freaky with a quickie later 🙈
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Reiner & Mikasa are very experimental in the bedroom. Sure, they don’t have frequent lovemaking but when they’re in the mood, fireworks are a guarantee throughout with different new positions ;) Risk-taker? Let’s just say Reiner’s virility and Mikasa’s flexibility provided a lot of perks in their love lives together (and some pregnancy scares too! before they were ready to conceive) Mikasa once gave Reiner head while they're stuck in traffic heading into a road block. He'd finished just before the the car in front of them pass the inspection 🙈
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Ooh boy, all night haha Rounds: 2 max at one time. Duration: At least 1.5hours X) They both are super fit, athletic people so one can expect their staminas to be nothing less than subpar. *cough* In Canon AU: Max 4 times or 1/3 of the night *winks* because supernatural & acker powers!
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
No, they don't 🙈
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Goes without saying: a lot. Mikasa likes to wear Reiner's tshirts/ dress shirts at home to tease him. While Reiner likes to wear his reading glasses a lot at home because that is one of her biggest turn ons from him.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Mikasa's the quiet one between the two and the loudest she'd ever been was just a deep, heavy whimper. Reiner's the louder one that sometimes Mikasa would have to smother him when they're having a quickie 🤣
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Even after more than 20 years together, Reiner and Mikasa still make out like they're teenagers - pretending to sneak around and grinding in hidden, cramped spaces away from their kids.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Mikasa : Dynamite & powerful grip - thighs and you-know-what (even after 3 kids!)
Reiner : Thicc - ass & this man is packing. He has girth!
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest: 15 🤣 There's something about getting Mikasa to relax and laugh during their chill time, that just instantaneously revved up their engines at the same time. Reiner is a very tender, romantic person & Mikasa cannot resist it when he starts to tell her how much he loves her & appreciates her. He likes to kiss her hand when they're just hanging out even with friends. Everything Reiner does is genuine & that warms her heart everytime.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Reiner would be the first to go out like a light & Mikasa just likes to rest her head on his chest and hear his beating heart & relaxed breathing. Mikasa thinks Reiner's little snores are adorable. But when they're just cuddling on the couch, Mikasa would fall asleep first & Reiner would carry her to the bed.
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A/N: I had a lot of fun with this & I hope you'll enjoy it too! Thank you so much for the support & love 💖 xoxo More asks to come!
#ReiKasa#ReiKasa ask game#ReiKasa headcanons#ReiKasaverse#ReiKasa modern au#reiner x mikasa#reiner braun#mikasa ackerman#snk headcanons#aot headcanons#ReiKasa reimagines#ReiKasa sexy headcanons
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Warnings: ANGST // REVELATIONS // TEARS // Sort of cried while reading Bucky parts // Bucky doesn't deserve this :((
Please find links to all the parts in my Masterlist here.💗
You were looking at Bucky so intensely, trying to listen to his words, let them sink in, that you didn't notice a man walking towards you. Neither did Bucky. You were so engrossed, for you had never heard this man talk of those times, infact, he had never said anything remotely closer to you than curses and grunts. This felt refreshing.
"Well, look who's here."
A voice snapped you back into reality, a frown creasing over your forehead.
"Wallis?"
For some reason, you were thankful when Bucky stepped towards you, the side of your arm now brushing against the fabric of his tshirt. He was quiet, but you knew he was watching.
"Since when do you date? From what I had heard, you hadn't landed yourself a man since we broke up."
"Life is more than just having a man, Wallis." You drawled on a smile, not failing to notice a flash of a frown grow over his forehead that he was quick to mask.
"Well aren't you going to introduce me to your man?"
That's when you turned towards Bucky, a faint blush paving its way to your cheeks. You didn't know why, but a current; a sudden surge of electricity flew through you when he called him your man.
"Who the hell are you?" Bucky finally spoke.
"My lousy ass of an ex husband who couldn't keep his cock in his pants," you retorted.
"You still let that affect you, don't you?" He smirked, causing you to stiffen slightly.
Bucky felt you tense up next to him but the warmth that you felt radiating from him was suddenly stripped away from you. But it was only when you saw Bucky wall up to him, towering over him with a glare equivalent to death in his eyes.
"You do know who I am right? I would walk away I were you. And leave her the hell alone, I'd fear my life that can be taken away with just whisk of my arm," you kept watching, as Bucky flexed the fingers on his metallic arm slightly, the arm glistening underneath the pale moonlight. You finally found your footing, and your numbness subsided, and ignoring the buzzing in the back of your head and the throbbing headache in your temple, you found yourself walking up to the men, only to place your arm on Bucky's arm, slowly drawing his arm down so you could take his hand, coiling your fingers against the cool metal.
You didn't know why it happened, and you didn't understand the logistics, but you suddenly felt safe, and you felt warm, although the icy metal was like ice against your skin. It even felt better when Bucky looked down, his eyes trailing over the way you were holding his hand, and he just tightened the grip, not wanting to let your hand drop.
"Let's go Bucky, he isn't worth it."
He nodded, and giving him one glare he turned around, still holding your hand, as the two of you walked away.
"You know, you always play the victim card, using how I cheated on you, but do you ever tell the others what you did? And what I lost? Because of you?"
The venom in his words was enough for you to stop walking, your heart beating wildly inside your chest. It had been a long time you had let yourself think of this, but now, the old wounds had been scratched, and the raw, seething pain was back.
"Why don't you tell the world what you did? And what you didn't do? You keep sitting on this high pedestal, and pretend that it's only you that has been treated like this, but news flash, you're just as guilty as I am."
The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down your face, your chin trembling like that of a two year old. You had zoned yourself out completely now, Wallis' words playing in the back of your mind repeatedly, like bullets being emptied into your heart.
"Bucky," you managed to whisper, your voice low and broken, "take me home."
You were so lost in your thoughts; you paid no heed to the sick, cracking sound that echoed for a split second when Bucky's metal fist collided with Wallis' jaw, or the groan of pain that escaped his lips as he crashed against the cold concrete floor, holding his bleeding jaw. You could only hear the static in your head, when Bucky draped his arm protectively around your shoulder, and pulled you to him, his voice trying to call you back, but you were too gone, too deep into the water to swim back out, you were drowning in your own head.
"Let's get you back now, yeah? Doll, you're okay."
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You were obnoxiously quiet all the way back to the Stark Towers. Bucky still hadn't let go off your hand, and he hadn't tried to make small talk with you, something you really appreciated right now. You couldn't talk, you didn't have the energy to, and neither the will.
The minute the elevators flung open, the two of you came face to face with Sam, Wanda, and Steve, who was leaning against the wall, his eyes giving the two of you the looks; the tiniest of smirks playing against his lips. Bucky watched, as Sam's lips parted, and he was about to say something, but at the right time Bucky brought up his palm, and motioned towards him to let it be, and all the smirks on their faces just died, worry filling them up instead.
Bucky quietly turned towards your apartment, walking you down the hallway, still holding your hand as you quietly followed him, your eyes lowered to the floor, while the three behind you followed the two of you, confused, but concerned about your well-being.
"I'll be right out, punk." Bucky said in a low voice to his bestfriend, who understood, that perhaps you needed your space right now, so he nodded and stopped following you, watching Bucky and you disappear into your apartment.
You sat down against the edge of the bed, slowly lifting up your eyes until you had your eyes trained on the super soldier. Your heart ached at the sight; he was standing by your walk in closet, confused, looking for something that you could probably wear for the night, something more comfortable.
"Hey, where do you, uh, keep your –"
Finally, after what felt like ages, you gave him a weak smile, and he gave you one back. You stood up, slowly walking up to him and placing your palm gently on his flesh arm.
"I've got it Buck, thank you, for everything you've done. You can go talk to Steve while I get changed. Yeah?"
You didn't mean to do it, and you had tried so hard for him to not feel like you were kicking him out, sending him away, but it did look like a bit of hurt flashed in his eyes, before he quickly masked it, and nodded, giving you a smile just for the show.
"Well then, I'll be back in my apartment, you can just call me on my cell if you, well, we do have Friday." He said, in a low monotone.
The two of you stayed like that for a few seconds, your heart melting just by gazing into his blues, when he slowly took a step away, ready to leave. You didn't let go of his hand, causing him to stop walking and turn slightly, gazing at how you were still holding his hand like a little lost child.
"I don't want to be alone, I was wondering if, well–"
A soft smile broke out against the corner of his lips, and a faint nod on his face.
"I'll be back, I just need to let them know you're okay. They are worried about you."
"I know." You nodded, both of you walking in different directions; one out of your apartment door, and the other into the closet.
You pulled out a plain white knee length frock, unbuttoning your jeans and rolling it down, until you stepped out of it. You then took off the shirt, hanging it neatly on one of the racks, so you could be reminded of taking the clothes out for laundry. Sliding your neck through it, you pulled the frock over your body, rolling it over until it fell to your knees.
Your eyes were feeling heavy, but you didn't wish to go to sleep. Instead, you laid down, pulling the covers partially over you and started staring at the ceiling. A sudden, hollow feeling hit you and you couldn't stop thinking about the things Wallis had spoken.
You had made mistakes, but there was not a single night you didn't wish to undo the things you had done, and hope that the things had gone differently.
Your chain of thoughts were broken when you heard Bucky walk in. He looked strained, but his shoulders relaxed the minute he saw you laying in bed. You turned your neck towards him, giving him a slow smile as you watched him walk towards the other side of the bed, lowering himself against the edge.
He got into bed with you, the weight of the other side of the bed now heavy. This made you realize, this was the first time you had let a man into your bed, and also perhaps, into your heart, after whatever happened two years back. Reflexively, you rolled over, until you found yourself in Bucky's embrace, your face buried into his chest, fitting like a perfect piece of a puzzle under the crook of his neck.
He smelled perfect.
His flesh hand came to rest at the back of your head, stroking over your scalp in a soft and soothing movement of fingers.
Finally, he took a deep breath and mumbled, his voice low and soft.
"I've seen many horrors, doll. And I thought I could never get back to who I used to be."
You blinked, looking up at him.
"But I realized one thing, although it didn't make the pain go away, talking about things made it easier to bear."
You almost sniffled a sob upon hearing his words, but Bucky heard you and he looked down at you, gazing into your eyes, until he leaned in and planted a soft, chaste kiss to your nose.
"They did monstrous things to me Y/N. Things I cannot even tell you, but I still am here, am I not ? "
You sighed into his embrace, resting your forehead against his sturdy chest, wanting to cry, to let it all out, but that would make you weak. And you didn't want to let this man see how weak you truly felt, how small as compared to the rest of the world.
"I wish it were that easy, letting go. You really can't let go Buck when your actions are responsible for someone innocent losing their life."
He almost raised an eyebrow but he didn't ask you what you meant. You only bit your lip, licking over your dry lower lip as you started thinking back again of how you could have done things differently.
"Well were once happy Buck, me and Wallis. We were in love, we were newly married. And then one day, he came along."
"Who did, doll?"
His ask was so raw, so innocent, you couldn't stop talking. So you did, pouring your heart out to a man who you had known for mere weeks.
"Danny, our son."
You felt Bucky stiffen slightly, but he didn't let go off you, he still held you to his chest, mumbling a small, but audible hum, to let you know that he was listening.
"He was the most perfect thing that ever was. He had my eyes, and he didn't cry. What baby never cries Bucky?" You chuckled, through your tears, that were now freely flowing down your eyes.
The truth was, Bucky couldn't understand all this; these emotions were new to him. He never had his own family, and he didn't understand what it was like having a son. Maybe though, he did think that it wouldn't have been bad, to have his own family, something that he had thought of back in the 1940s, but now, he couldn't anymore for he was not the same man he used to be.
"Well he never cried. He was one hell of a happy kid I tell you. Anyway, he was growing up so fast, and life was good. My boy was two already, and before I knew he was always running around our house, breaking things, knocking my fucking vases off the cabinets," the two of you were grinning at each other just thinking of a toddler running around the house, breaking things.
Until you sombred up, and the smile washed off your face.
"It was three nights after his third birthday, and Danny was with me, at home. Wallis was out, as usual, so I decided we would go take a walk, I really needed to clear my head."
You didn't realize that your lips were quivering now. Your eyes were already swollen, half lidded and glossy, and you were trembling like a leaf, even in the warmth that Bucky provided you, coated you in.
"It was a moonless night, and Danny wanted to have his favourite ice cream when they came out of nowhere."
"Who?" Bucky's voice got heavy suddenly, his eyes darkening two shades, his eyebrows forming a thin line.
"HYDRA."
You felt Bucky loosen his grip on you, the minute you said that word. You didn't blame him. After all, they were responsible for the mess you all were in today.
"I don't know what they wanted, but I was alone, and they were five. I failed, I failed to protect him. I could only watch–"
Bucky's finger flew up to your lips, his index pressing against your plump ones, forbidding you from speaking any further. His soft eyes looked down at you, and you could see that his eyes were moist.
"It wasn't your fault, baby."
You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath; if only you could believe him.
"It wouldn't have happened, if I hadn't taken him out that night, if I would have been able to protect him–"
"You didn't know what they planned, and they were five."
You didn't reply, instead, you scooted closer into Bucky's embrace and he tightened his grip around you, pulling the covers over the two of you, his lips pressed to your forehead. You could feel his heart, because your face was pressed to his chest. His heartbeat was soothing and you found yourself relaxing to his touch, his warmth and the way he held you and your eyelids started feeling heavy.
"My son died with a fucking bullet to his skull." You suddenly pushed yourself away from Bucky and propped yourself up in bed, wrapping your arms around your frail body, pinching your eyes shut, ignoring the warm, thick tears rolling down your cheeks.
Bucky remembered talking to Steve, and how you had gone off the radar for two years and SHEILD hadn't assigned you any mission. Now he knew, that you had probably locked yourself up after what you had witnessed, and it wasn't your fault. He wanted to console you, to comfort you and he wanted to take this pain away, but he didn't know how to.
He was scared now; scared that you would shut him off, only when you were starting to open up to him.
"Y/N, it wasn't your fault."
He didn't know that his words will anger you even more, instead of calming you down. You slid out of bed, much to Bucky's surprise, and turned to face him.
"It wasn't my fault? Don't you see what I've done? Or what I could've done?"
You were screaming at him.
"You couldn't have done anything! Why don't you understand?" He slid out of bed too, almost yelling back at you in the same voice that you had used on him.
"Why the fuck would you still let that jerk get into your mind like that? Fuck your mind? He wanted this to happen, and you're letting him win," he spat, his hands on his hips.
The two of you were on the either side of the bed, giving each other a stare down.
"Bucky, you won't understand," you finally whispered, looking down at your hands, " you never had anyone to lose."
You didn't mean that. You really didn't. But now you wished you could swallow back the words you had just said. Just the look of hurt on the man's face was enough to make you feel guilty. He didn't deserve this. He didn't.
"Bucky, that's not what I meant, come here please?"
"Well, fuck, you weren't wrong. I am not used to this, having people, having connections, feelings and emotions. You're absolutely fucking right."
"Babe, I didnt–"
"But you know what? I'm okay this way. I have no fucking one to care about, or be cared for from, and I am okay with it. Because it's fucking simpler that way. Atleast it saves me the mess of being what you are today. You can't even forgive yourself for something you haven't even done."
He slid his feet into his slippers and turned away, facing the door. His hands were clenched against his sides, so hard, his knuckles were turning white. He finally started walking towards the door, when you called out.
"Where are you going?"
Your voice broke.
"To my own damn apartment, so I can be alone, like I always was."
The door slammed shut, and he was gone.
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