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Twisted Wonderland - 2024 Player Birthday Login Greetings

The player birthday login greetings have just updated today on the JP server for the fourth anniversary, and I've translated them below.

These are sorted in order of dorm, and then alphabetically by character name.

Heartslabyul

Ace Trappola

❤️: 'Sup, Yuu! Happy bday. 'Kay, time for the party. I'm gonna swing by this one restaurant in town and pick us up some grub, so you wait here and- Hey, hey, I'm not trying to trick you! I do know how to celebrate birthdays, thank you very much.

Cater Diamond

♦️: Happy bday, Yuu-chan ☆ Didja post anything bday related yet on Magicam today? No? No problem, just leave it to me! I'm basically a Magicam pro at this point. I'll take the perfect pic, come up with the perfect hash tag… Just think of it as, like, the Caycay bday special~

Deuce Spade

♠️: Happy birthday, Yuu! I'm going to go buy your present now, so- …Huh? You're saying since I fixed up that light for you in Ramshackle the other day, I don't need to get you anything? Come on, don't say that. You're my friend, so let me do this for you. It'd make me a lot more happier than if I didn't get you anything, to be honest.

Riddle Rosehearts

🌹: Happy birthday, Yuu. Thank you so much for always looking after my students. Truth is, we'll be holding a salon at Heartslabyul this weekend, and as part of my well wishes to you, I'm going to have you join us. Ah, my apologies. I can see you're quite nervous, but you needn't worry - I'll be right there with you, and will instruct you in etiquette every step of the way.

Trey Clover

🍀: Happy birthday. Now about your gift… I did get you something, but it's, erm… When I was talking with the other students about your gift, one person would say to get you this, and then another'd say, no, get that, and after a lot of hemming and hawing I chose… this t-shirt. I don't even know anymore why I picked out this design, honestly… Ugh, if you could just go ahead and start laughing now, I'd appreciate it.

Savanaclaw

Jack Howl

🐺: Today's your birthday, right? You make any new goals for the year? What, you're gonna smoke me in class? Ha! That's the best joke I've heard in a while. But alright, I'll take you on. If you get a better grade than me on our next exam, I'll buy you something.

Leona Kingscholar

🦁: Yeah, yeah, happy birthday. …Why are you settin' up that chessboard? What, you've been takin' lessons just to beat me? An' lemme guess, now you're challengin' me to a match. You got guts - for a herbivore, at least. So whaddya gonna wager, then? Just "playin' to see who wins" ain't gonna cut it.

Ruggie Bucchi

🍩: Happy birthday! Yer dear ol' Ruggie Senpai whipped up just the perfect thing for ya. Ta-da! Yer very own fishin' pole! Handmade by yours truly. …Ooh, I know that look. I bet yer thinking', "ain't that just a piece a crap?" I'm tellin' ya, fish'll be linin' up to throw themselves at this bad boy soon as it hits the water! Listen, I know how much starvin' sucks, an' I can tell you know that, too. Next time yer stomach starts howlin' at ya, now you can just catch yerself somethin' to eat!

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙: I wish you a very happy birthday. Have you already decided what you'd like for a gift? I'd be glad to arrange-… My, what excellent taste! That would be quite the challenge for the average collector to acquire… but not for me, of course! I guarantee you'll have it in your hands before you even realize it.

Floyd Leech

🦈: Heya, Little Shrimpy. Today's your birthday, right? Here, I got something for ya. Let's see, we got some gummies that taste kinda funny, and some cookies…. they're hard as rocks, though. Oh, and some mushy jerky, too. Super cool, huh? Oh yeah, and all this stuff expires today, by the way. You better not let any of it go to waste, since it's a gift an' all. Kay?

Jade Leech

🐬: My warmest wishes to you on your birthday. May this be another fruitful year for you. By the way, Yuu-san, have you already had lunch today? You haven't? Excellent, for I was hoping to prepare something for you. Worry not, I can assure you I have only the utmost best of intentions in mind. Heh heh.

Scarabia

Jamil Viper

🐍: Yuu, happy birthday. I know it's not much, but I got you this. Ramshackle's been around for so long I can't even begin to imagine how many insects have made it their home over the years. But if you use that product, you can wipe them all out in a blink of an eye. I can personally vouch for how well it works, so do go ahead and give it try. Sooner rather than later, please.

Kalim Al Asim

☀️: Yuu, happy birthday! Here's your gift… Ah ha ha! Were you surprised? I made you that pop-up card. There's these flowers we give to people on their birthdays back home in Scalding Sands, so I tried making a bunch of them with paper. Turned out pretty good, right? Nice and flashy.

Pomefiore

Epel Felmier

🍎: Happy birthday! I thought long and hard about what to get you, and ended up going with a pair of fingerless gloves! The design on em's just great, don't you think? I thought they'd be a good choice since you can still use your phone and stuff without them getting in the way. They already look super cool, and once you break them in, then they'll really start to shine. Wear them as much as you can, okay?

Rook Hunt

🏹: I've been waiting for you, Trickster, so that I might give you my birthday well wishes. A wonderful day calls for making wonderful memories, and to that end, I've constructed the perfect itinerary for us. We'll start off with two theater performances, followed by a live poetry recital, and then we'll wrap things up with a movie this evening. There shan't be a dull moment today. Now come! The theater awaits!

Vil Schoenheit

👑: Happy birthday, Yuu. …Hm? You'd like me to come to your party? And you you even went and made sure there'll be healthy food options available for me? …Hah, that's quite thoughtful of you. Very well, then. I'll stop by. Just don't forget - you should consider it an honor to receive my well wishes.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

💀: Okay, time to pretend we're all chummy with each other and spout the usual "HaPpY BiRtHdAy" garbage… Eep! D-did you hear all that? U-Umm… Happy birthday... Sorry, but I didn't get you anything. I didn't even know it was your bday, so… What, you're happy just 'cause I wished you happy birthday? Are you serious? *sigh* Okay, I'll order something online later and have it sent to Ramshackle. It's just gonna be something small, tho.

Ortho Shroud

🤖: Happy birthday! Here's your gift. Go ahead, open it! Heh heh, did you notice what's on it? I used my lasers to engrave "Happy Birthday!" and some other well wishes on that glass tumbler. It was difficult controlling the output when doing the finer details, but I think it came out pretty nice. I hope you like it!

Diasomnia

Lilia Vanrouge

🦇: Ah, that's right. Today's your birthday, isn't it? Goodness, kids really do grow up so fast… Kufufu. Oh, don't be so sour. I was just doing my grandpa bit, the boys at the dorm never indulge me. Now then, here's your present: a CD I made just for you! It's jam-packed with my most heartfelt screamo performances, and I hope you enjoy every second of it.

Malleus Draconia

🐲: It's your birthday today, isn't it, Child of Man? …? What's the matter? Your face looks awfully stern… Ah, now I understand. You're having trouble carrying around all those presents. Here, allow me to send them to Ramshackle for you using my magic. You needn't worry, it's but a trivial spell for me. Now then, I hope you enjoy today to the fullest.

Sebek Zigvolt

⚡: Today is your birthday, if I do recall… What? You wish for me to attend your party? What a boorish joke. I've no time to take part in such a… What? THE YOUNG LORD SHALL BE ATTENDING!? YOU SHOULD'VE MENTIONED THAT TO BEGIN WITH! Good grief… You truly are an unpleasant little human, you know that? Now then, tell me at once where the party shall be held, and at what time!

Silver

⚔️: Happy birthday. Hm? You want to know what this cord is? It's actually your present. I heard about this from Lilia Senpai, but… apparently, they say that if you wrap some string around your wrist or ankle, and it breaks over time, then your wish will come true. I wove this for you, so that your wish can come true some day. I know it's pretty crude looking, but please go ahead and take it, if you'd like.

Ramshackle

😺: Today's your birthday? Happy birthday! …Huh? Where's your present? Oh, come oooon. You're my number one henchman! Ain't that a present enough? Okay, fine. Your lap's always super hard when I sit on it, so I'll give ya a good ol' fashioned paw pad massage!

(Crowley and Rollo's messages remain unchanged)

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 2 months

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Follow You Anywhere 2

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, obsession, controlling behavoiour, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You’re online existence threatens to leak into your real life.

Characters: Captain Syverson

Note: slept like crap last night but we got this.

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Sy is nice enough but you're still put off by your meeting. He carries a bag gallantly to a large black truck and pulls open the back door to place it on the seat. He turns to you to take the next. You hug it, wondering if you should settle for half your load and run for the hills.

Still, you can't help but feel beholden to him. The pin on his hat and the way he looks at you. He just seems a bit oblivious to how unsettling his approach Is.

He takes the bag and you just stare. You feel hollow and your ears are on fire. You just keep going along with this and that voice in your head is screaming at you to stop.

“Here,” he shuts the back door and pulls the passenger's open.

You look at him then into the truck. Are you crazy!? You can't just go with this man in his vehicle…

You grab onto the interior of the door and climb up into the truck. He touches your lower back gently as if to help you. You drop into the seat and thank him, trying not to let your fear bubble over.

He shuts the door and your stomach plummets. Are you being kidnapped? Are you letting yourself be abducted? Oh, you're gonna end up on a podcast.

He gets in the driver's side as you sink into the horror movie unfolding in your head. You look over at him as he unfolds a pair of dark sunglasses and puts them on to block out the sun's glare. He's so calm it's frightening. He knows exactly what's coming and you can't even begin to imagine the sheer terror awaiting you.

Maybe a nice basement cell. Worse, a field and a hole six feet deep. Your heart feels like it's stopped. Your vision is hazy and your ears are ringing.

The truck rolls backwards and lurches you back to reality. You blink and look over the hood. Sy pulls out of the spot smoothly and cranks the wheel to straighten out.

“Y'okay, sweetie?” He asks as he comes to the exit.

“Mmm, yeah,” you eke out as you grip the inside of the door. “I'm all good I just… I never expected to meet a follower.”

“Yeah, I uh… you know, I only ever dreamed it. Being over there, the days… well you don't know if you'll see the next, or even the night,” he lets out a deep breath, “I didn't put real thought into it til I got back and… it's so fu– so, er, lonely, you know? You're the only thing that was the same.”

“Oh,” your cheeks twitch as you attempt a smile, “that's very sweet. I… you know, I kinda just do the streams to get my thoughts out, it's not really… I don't know.”

“I like it. It's peaceful,” he drives down the street as the passing buildings spike your concern. “Don't get much of that.”

“Sure, I… I can imagine.”

“Hey, if it means keeping sweet things like you safe, I'll do it,” he chuckles.

Before you can respond, he slams on the breaks and his tires skid. A car in front of him flashes their tail light. He snarls and you watch the fury furrow above his brows.

“You fu–” his booming voice catches and he bites down on his words, growling instead. “Ugh,” he exhales, “that guy… coulda got hurt…”

“Yeah,” you clasp your hands together.

"Or he coulda hurt us!" He throws a hand up.

“That was close," you mewl, "but we're okay, right?”

He inhales and looks at you. He closes his eyes and nods, “you're right, sweetie.”

You bite down, fighting not to show your fear. There's something in him that threatens to boil over. You can see it in the vein popping out along his forehead.

“So, I know a place, they got good bacon, probably some good french toast,” he leans on the pedal again, “get some whip cream on top?”

“Well, I appreciate it but I really should get home,” you say gently, “but maybe another time–”

“It's my treat, sweetie,” he insists, “it's been a long time since I got to sit down to eat with a pretty girl.”

“Oh,” is all you can muster. You don't want to push him. You know the tenuous tightrope walk. Just do what he wants, keep him happy.

“I didn't say… you look real nice today. That's my favourite of yours,” he keeps one hand on the wheel and points towards you, “the overalls.”

“Thank you,” you murmur and twist your fingers, letting out a rocky chuckle.

“So cute when you do that,” he rumbles and rests his hand on the corner of your seat, “that lil laugh.”

“Um, yeah, sorry, I… it's a habit.”

“Nah, I like it,” he assures you and rescinds his hand to flip his signal on.

He turns into another plaza and you see the bright painted sign above a diner. A white cup on a teal banner. You've never been there but you pass it on the bus. He pulls up right at the front of the lot before the windows. You can see people inside as waitress carry trays between tables.

“I don't know about you but I'm starving,” he drawls and undoes his seat belt.

You sit in the seat, paralysed and helpless. He comes around your side and you click the button on your own belt. You turn and he offers his hand to help you get down. When you ignore it, he grabs your arm to ease your landing.

He swings the door shut and you shuffle past him. You have no choice but to keep going. Get through this and you'll go home and block him. Maybe even delete your whole account.

He reaches around you as you come up to the door and pulls it open. Be sweeps you inside with his arm and follows you through. A waitress in a black blouse greets you and you look to Sy over your shoulder.

“Table, thank you,” he says.

She leads you to a table for two and you sit, arms crossed as you rock nervously. He orders coffee as he slides off his sunglasses and the waitress turns to you. You push yourself straight.

“Um, chocolate milk, please,” you request.

“Right away, hon,” she leaves you with the menus as you unfold your arms and pick at your thumbnail.

“So cute, chocolate milk,” he comments as he takes the laminated menu from the table, “oh, look,” he flicks it, “French toast. Can get berries with it.”

You look down and lean forward to see past the sheen of the plastic sheath. You narrow in on the French toast but your stomach rolls. You're too nervous to be hungry.

“Yeah, looks good,” you say, “um, I gotta use the bathroom.”

“Sure,” he smiles as he browses the menu.

You get up, wobbling slightly before you get your balance. You search for the sign to the restrooms and head down the short hall behind the kitchen. You dip inside and lock yourself in a stall.

You really can't afford to abandon your groceries. Worse, you don't dare anger him. He's nice but you don't know how nice he'd be if you ran out on him. Just get yourself together, it's just breakfast. You'll get through it then try to forget your stupidity.

You should've known better but you didn't have enough followers to worry it never even occurred to you but it should be. It's your own fault.

You take a few minutes to mellow out. You don't quite get there but the longer you stay, the longer he has to get suspicious. No, you're not going to run. You don't think you'll get very far.

You come back out and return to the table. As you sit, he sips his coffee and his eyes crinkle at you. Your chocolate milk is waiting beside a wrapped straw. As you tear through the paper, you sense him watching you.

He clinks his cup down, "ordered your french toast. Extra sugar... since you're so sweet."

You issue a brittle chuckle. You stare at him. He's taken his cap off, revealing a shaved head above his thick beard. His shoulders are broad, all of him is. He's so thick and his arms are bulging with muscle beneath his tee shirt. His eyes are a brilliant shade of blue, a contrast to the rest of his rough exterior.

"You don't gotta be shy," his voice gristle in his throat as he leans forward, elbows on the table. "What do ya wanna know?"

"Pardon?" You croak.

"Well, I know everything about you," he grins, "you barely know me."

You gulp, wavering like you've been knocked upside the head. You part your lips and peer around. His self-awareness if almost there but not quite.

"I..." you don't know what to say or ask or do. He toys with the handle of his coffee cup. "What do you take.... in your, uh, coffee?"

He chuckles, "really? Why's that? You planning to bring me coffee in the mornings?"

You meet his eyes again and he winks. You giggle and move your lips like a gasping fish.

"Teasing, ya, sweetie, I don't wanna rush you," he says, "I take it black, but I don't mind some cream on Sundays."

You nod, embarrassed, and poke your straw into your cup, leaning forward to slurp up the chocolate milk. His eyes linger on your lips as you do. You pull back and take a napkin to wipe your mouth.

"Erm... well, what... how did you... find my page?"

He sits back, gripping the edges of the table as he sighs, "I was just scrolling around but I'm starting to think it's something bigger than us, you know? I was goin' through it. I needed something and there you were, showin' off those new boots you got with the flower."

Flowers? You got those boots over a year ago. You remember that stream. He's been watching you that long.

"Oh, ha, right," you murmur.

"There aren't many people out there like you left, you know? I've seen the worst in people but in you, I saw the best," he explains, "the way you just take everything in. Looking at the flowers and the birds and... you just know how to appreciate life."

You smile and nod. What else can you do as the world crashes down? He was there yesterday. That blurry figure behind you in the photo, the shadow creeping just beyond your sight. You don't doubt it was him.

“I try, er…”

You sit back as the waitress approaches. She puts a plate before you, French toast with a side of fruit salad, sugar and whip on top of the bread. She lays down Sy's plate, mounded in eggs, home fries, sausage, and two types of bacon, with rye toast. You would guess that is just barely enough to fill him up.

“Dig in,” he says as he grabs his cutlery.

You sit forward and take your fork and knife. You cut into the eggy bread and stab the small triangle of the corner. As you raise your fork, Sy growls, “get some cream too, sweetie.”

You flinch but do as he says. You swipe the bread through the dolloped cream and shove it through your lips. You stare at your plate as you chew. You wish he wouldn't watch you. You don't like eating in front of others.

“Is it good?” He asks.

“Very,” you swallow and cover your mouth.

“Don't worry, I think it's cute you got cream on your lips,” he plucks up a piece of bacon with his fingers, “didn't get good fixings like this in the sh– over there,” he bites into the strip and chews.

“Yeah, I wouldn't think…” you twirl your fork nervously, “do you have to go back?”

“Mmm, not anytime soon. They're tryna get me on a desk,” he shrugs, “might be a good change but I don't know if I'm suited to it…” he tosses back the rest of the bacon, chewing thoughtfully, “but I'm about that age. Gotta settle down, so I figure, makes sense.”

“Right, right, yeah, fair,” you garble mindlessly.

“Besides, when you got someone at home, you don't wanna run back into the bull– into war,” he smirks.

You take another bite, even as your stomach churns. You don't like how he's talking, as if you're together. As if he knows you. It's strange.

He scoops up a forkful of home fries and shovels them back. You can't fault his table manners, he was probably eating out of cans for the last few years. Not that you would say anything. You're much too scared for that.

You fall into a trance, focusing on the simple task of cutting into the toast, chewing but not tasting as your heart tamps behind your ears. You sense a shift and look up, your cheeks full of food as you make eye contact with Sy’s phone camera. You swallow painfully and nearly choke.

“What are you doing?” You squeak.

“For your Instagram,” he smiles, “I’ll send you the pics…” he frames his phone with both hands as he admires the screen, “you look so cute.”

You shudder and grip the knife and fork tight. You look back to the stack. You think you’ll ask for it to go. If you eat any more, you’re definitely going to be sick.

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elryuse · 7 months

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MOONLIT SEDUCTION

MIYEON X MALE READER

Tags : Co-worker, Teasing, Seduction, Creampie

It was late at night, you and your co-workers were busy finishing all of the left over papers that have been given by your boss. Everybody was hella tired, including yourself. Your whole body was so stiff, and your eyebags were so black and lifeless. All you can think about is having a nice cold glass of beer to make all of the stress go away.

So After you're done with your work. You asked all of your co-workers to have a nice drink at a nearby Gukbap restaurant. And without any hesitation, all of your co-workers agreed. And so the night went on. You're currently having a big cold pint of beer, followed by a nice warm bowl of Gukbap, a bowl of steaming hot rice, and a platter of banchan at the table.

The moment the soup and rice touches your tounge, it immediately warms your soul like never before. The feeling was so cozy not to mention, when you followed it by drinking some cold glass of beer. The feeling was just majestic and refreshing. Your co-workers are also enjoying the atmosphere of the restaurant as well.

Not to mention this particular co-worker of yours. You kinda forget about her name. But if you're not wrong her name is something starting with Miyeon or something. But not gonna lie. She's looking beautiful af tonight. I mean she's not wearing her usual office look. She instead changes her clothes to something a bit more revealing and a bit sensual.

"Hi there"?

"O-oh Hi".

"Do you remember my name"?

"U-uhmm... I kinda forgot sorry".

"Ahh crap... That's alright... I'm Miyeon... And you are"?

"Oh.. Y/n.. Park Y/n".

"Oooh... You're that new kid"?

"Ah yes.. Ahahah".

"Well... I hope you're doing your best alright".

"You gott itt".

As she sways her way to your other co-workers. You can actually see something that you shouldn't see. Because her dress was so short and tight. Every time she leans on someone. You kinda see her panties and a little bit of her ass as well. You were kinda shy and wanted to tell her, but she was just enjoying her time. So you didn't really bother to tell her.

This party continued, until it was basically midnight. And everybody was pretty much Deadass drunk and tired. So after helping your co-workers to get home safely. You were left out there with none other than Miyeon. You kinda forget that she didn't go home yet, so the whole situation was pretty awkward actually.

"So... It's just us left huh"?

"Y-yeah... ".

"Hmm... Well I think it's time to go home... It's getting late".

"Y-yeah you're right Noona".

"Hey.. Uhm... Can you possibly... Accompany me back home? I swear it's pretty close to here.. I'm scared to go home at this hour by myself".

"O-oh O-okay.. I-if it's alright with you.. ".

" *chukle* I'll be more than welcome to be accompanied by a cute guy like you Y/n... *grab your hand* Alright... Let's grab a taxi".

"O-okay".

WELL... THIS IS AWKWARD.

"What are you waiting for? *chukle* Get inside dummyy".

"O-okayy".

Inside the Taxi. Miyeon was basically holding on to your hand tightly. It was awkward yet comforting for you. Especially knowing that you'll never do something like this in your life. She was very playful and even teased you pretty much the whole trip. She started playing around with her hands by touching and rubbing your hands. Slowly going down and closer to your crotch.

Before she finally stops. And giggles at your cute reaction.

"Are you horny baby"?

"N-noona not here and not nowww"!!

"What's wrong.. The driver won't hear us don't worry".

"Stopp... This is wrong... I don't even know you yet".

"So what"??

Miyeon suddenly grabbed a hold of your erected cock. Before admiring how big it has gotten. She giggles and licks her lips as if a predator was locked on to its prey. She suddenly gets closer to you.. And she suddenly kisses your neck.

" *mwah* "

" *shocked* Whaaa... ".

"Hehe your reaction is so goddamn cutee".

"P-please stop Noona".

"Nuh uhh".

/sorry to bother you two.. But... We're here/

"O-oh Thanks sir".

"Thank you Sir.. Have a good night".

/Hahaha yeah yeah... Have fun.. You two/

After stepping a single foot inside her apartment room. Miyeon immediately pushes you towards her room. Kissing your lips passionately. The way her tounge intertwined with your own was hot not gonna lie. She was very good at this... And Y-you are just starstruck.

"Hmm..... Let's do it".

"... *pant*.... D-do what.. "?

" *smirk* I'll just remove this dress... And then..... Tadaa".

"N-noona"??

Miyeon suddenly undresses right in front of your eyes. Her skin was white and smooth. Her body was petite and so perfect. She Smirked while eyeing your body from head to toe. She smiles, before walking closer and closer to you..

"Let's go to my bedroom".

" *gulp* ".

"It's okayy... Babe... I'll be gentle on you".

As you walked towards her bedroom. You Were suprised by the amount of furniture that was scattered all around her room. It wasn't a cheap piece of decor either, I mean I can clearly see an art piece that would sell for thousands, heck maybe even million of dollars just sitting there on her walnut colored wall.

"Don't let that decoration bother us babe... We're here to fuck not to see some boring art piece... Come here... ".

"O-okay".

Suddenly Miyeon grabs your body and slams it down to the mattress, before plantimg her soft and silky lips down to your own. The kiss was long and delicious, the way her tounge twisted inside your mouth was divine. After the kiss ended, she immediately started to ride your cock slowly and Erotically. She didn't insert it just yet and just playfully teasing you.

"F-fuck.. N-noona".

" *chukle* Do you want me? Do you want to fuck me baby"?

At this point rejecting her offer is just plain dumb and outrageous to do. So without any hesitation you immediately said.

"Yes. I want to fuck you so bad".

" *chukle* beg harder baby.. And maybe I'll let you do it inside of me".

"P-please Miyeon Noona.. Please let me fuck you... I've always loved you.. And I always wanted to fuck you".

"Mhm... *chukle* alright then".

And just like that, Your cock makes an entrance to her now wet and slippery walls. When you went in, Her pussy walls immediately gripped onto your cock. The feeling was heavenly and there was just nothing like it.

"Fuckk...".

"Mhmmm so big... Hehe".

"N-noona You're so tight".

"Mhm.. Do you like it"?

"Y-yes.. Yes I do.. It's heavenly".

"I'm glad... But this is not enough.. Fuck me harder baby".

And you rightfully did. You started to increase your pace and started to give her pussy a nice fucking. Miyeon immediately started moaning like crazy and started to grip your chest harder than before.... The sound of flesh slapping was so loud it started to become music to your ears.

Before long, You're already on your limit. Your cock just couldn't handle the tightness of her pussy. Your cum is basically leaking right now.. And all you want to do now is to release all of your seed deep inside of her.

"Are you close baby"?

"Y-yes.. ".

" *chukle* mhmm... Then cum in me... Cum inside me... Cum inside my fucking womb".

"Fuck.. Fuck fuck... I'm cumminh Noona".

"Yes.. Ahhhh fuckkk... Cumm inside meee".

*Splurttt*

And just like that. You've released all of your seed deep inside her womb. Both of you got tired and just basically cuddled in her big ass bed. She slowly makes her hand on your face before caressing it and kissing your lips.

"Starting from today.. You're mine got it"?

"O-okay Noona".

" *chukle* Just call me Miyeon babe.. ".

"O-okay Miyeon".

~ The End ~

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honeybleed · 9 months

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resolve ⋆ jean kirstein

content & warnings: female reader, she/her pronouns, black-coded reader, modern au, injuries (reader busts her ass in da shower), break up & reconciliation. too lazy for smut but suggestive here and dere

author’s note: jean kinda hotheaded and mean here soz but tagging my fellow comrades @potofstewie @angelktski @junevenile @chrollohearttags in the great Horse Face War of 1853 😼❤️ @digitalreblogs an eren connie girlie but she gets a tag 😹💓

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The two of you entered the apartment in absolute silence. So much so, you could hear a pin drop. The car journey home wasn't any better.

"I'll be on my way." Jean said, coldly as he stood in the doorway. "I'll call you tomorrow."

"The least you could do is look at me, Jean." You said, voice faltering. You tried to pull him inside but he stood frigid. Unmoving.

"Why? So I can remember the face of my girlfriend who had no issue leaving my side to flirt with her ex all night?" He said, through gritted teeth, the vein in his forehead pulsing.

"I'm sorry, I really am but I wasn't unfaithful to you, I didn't do anything inappropriate with him. Please understand that.." You pleaded, on the verge of tears as you desperately tugged his arm.

"Keep provoking me and you're going to make me unleash the ugly side you really won't like." He hissed.

He looked down at you, as he notice your lip quiver slightly and tears gloss over your eyes.

The last thing he ever would want is to make you cry. He felt like crap but you hurt him, immensely.

He yanked his arm away from your grip and turned away to let out an irritated sigh.

"Just...give me some space. I need time." He said as he ran his fingers through his hair, frustratedly.

"Don't leave me, please..." You babbled, tears streaming down your face. "It's just a misunderstanding, it's all-"

Door slam.

"Please…"

You had to adjust to single life again.

“I lived alone before Jean, and I’m sure I can live alone after." You thought to yourself as you absentmindedly gazed out the window, reminiscing on the events of the past few days.

You had left your purse at home and realised halfway through your shift. So you headed back during your break while co-worker took over your shift.

Your gait began to slow down as you approached the street of your apartment. Your brows furrowed when you saw a few boxes on the pavement and Connie stood by Jean’s car.

Connie called out your name in surprise as his eyes widened. "I thought you were at work?" He stuttered, his voice getting high-pitched with an uneasy laugh.

"...I’m on break, I left something at home." You responded, narrowing your eyes suspiciously. "What are you doing here?"

Connie took a nervous glance at the entrance of the building, as Jean walked out carrying a large box, with a few shoeboxes piled up.

As soon as you and Jean made eye contact, you froze. Feeling your heart hammer in your chest.

He let out a sigh and made his way over to put the boxes in the trunk of the car as you stared in complete and utter disbelief.

"You...were going to just leave while I was gone?" You stuttered, in shock.

"I told you Y/N, we're on a break. Don’t act so surprised." He said haughtily, as he slammed the trunk shut.

"You sure as hell didn't tell me you were moving out!" You exclaimed.

"Don’t make a scene. I’m just crashing at Connie’s for a few days."

And with that, he walked away and got in the passenger seat. Connie pulled an apologetic face and followed suit.

Nothing felt worth it anymore.

You had gotten in full glam and had went clubbing with your friends but all you could think of was Jean.

Any song that came on, reminded you of when he would pull you against him on the dance floor and kiss like nobody was watching.

How he would shamelessly touch you up during a number and it would get you so hot and bothered that you'd rush into the backseat of his car for an impromptu make out session which then lead onto other things.

How he never drank because he always wanted to be the responsible one no matter what.

The car journeys home he would always stop at a gas station and let you pick any snacks you wanted.

You let out a sigh as you felt the all too familiar lump in your throat and chest beginning to tighten.

"I am always fucking crying..!" You thundered to yourself, punching the side of the bathroom stall.

After you recollected yourself after that little moment, you leaned your head against the window on the cab drive home.

"I think you shouldn't invite me out again." You had told your friend in the backseat.

"Babe, I don't want you at home sulking every evening..!" She slurred as she threw her arms around you.

She was a clingy drunk whereas you were an emotional drunk.

"I don't sulk.." You tittered.

There were a few knocks on the door.

"God who is at the door at this time?! It's almost 11...!" You cried out, wincing in pain.

Instantly regretting the idea of showering before bed because you were so uncoordinated and clumsy, you slipped and crashed everything all the products pelted onto you and made sounds almost similar to thunder.

You mustered the last of your strength to pull yourself up to switch off the faucet but it was no use.

You were stuck in that position, because all movements hurt like a bitch.

"Y/N? You home? I texted you and I'm not getting any response!" Jean called out. He thumped on the door again.

He let out a frustrated sigh at the silence and hung his head. He then placed his ear on the door and could hear a pattering of water.

"Fuck it." He muttered.

Jean had thrown himself into work following your break, it ate him up inside as much as it did you, but the last thing he wanted to do was throw out mixed signals.

If he was the one who wanted a break, he had to adhere to giving you space.

"Look, I'm coming in okay? I just need to get some files I left there."

He reluctantly took the spare key from underneath the plant pot.

"I told her about this." He muttered under his breath as he entered the apartment.

"WHO IS THERE?!" He heard a voice cry out from the bathroom.

"Y/N, it's me, Jean! Maybe you would know if you actually picked up your phone!"

"Help me, please!"

His eyes widened in alarm at the sound of your voice. He rushed over but paused.

"What’s wrong?! Can I come in?" He exclaimed, frantically.

"I’m naked, but yes.." You groaned.

He pushed the door open and saw you slouched in the corner of the tub, shower head still running as your shoulder was at an unnatural angle.

"Did you slip?" He asked voice panicked, eyes still wide in fear as he crouched beside the tub.

"Yes...it hurts to move.." You sniffled.

"Okay, just wait a second. I'll get you a towel." He said, firmly to compose himself as he turned off the faucet.

As he leaned over to slowly assist you out of the tub, he frowned.

"Have you been drinking?!" He hissed as he caught a whiff of the strong spirits you'd downed earlier.

"Yeah.." You said, meekly. Not finding any point in lying or defending yourself.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Do you know how irresponsible you have to be to fucking shower? You should've slept it off!" He ranted as he settled you on the closed toilet seat.

"I'm sorry okay? It's just that everybody else was drunk too so..I didn't have...you.." You trailed off.

He glared at you and patted you dry with the towel.

"That's not an excuse and you know it. You're an adult, so act like one."

You giggled.

"I never told you how adorable you are when you get into Mom mode and nag me, did I?"

"Whatever." He huffed. "What clothes do you want? I'll dress you before I call the paramedics."

"Just your college sweatshirt and shorts."

He pursed his lips as he held them in his hands. He had to not try to think too much of it, but it was difficult.

After he dried you and dressed you, he gently picked you up, trying his hardest not to cause you any pain. He placed you onto the couch this time.

"They're coming soon, okay?" He said after he hung up, arms folded. "Just sit tight."

Panic morphed into irritation.

He looked around at the state of your apartment, glancing at the golden slip dress and heels you had thrown on the floor.

"I would've tidied up, if I knew you were coming." You muttered, sheepishly.

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't need to." You immediately hissed in pain when you accidentally tried to turn away.

"Careful.." He warned.

"Why are you here anyways?" You questioned.

"I told you, I left some files here. That's all. And speaking of which, the number of things that have pissed me off since I came back here...why do you have your spare key in the most obvious area? Any murderer or creep could've broken in here!"

"Okay, I'm sorry!" You sighed, struggling to meet his eye.

"I don't think you get it. I'm not here anymore Y/N. There isn't anybody for you to depend upon so you need to start taking care of yourself! Maybe I took the lead a bit too much in our relationship because it seems like you're struggling with day-to-day life!"

"Since when do you fucking care?" You seethed.

"I do care about you, for Christ's sake. You think just because we break up I want god-awful things to happen to you?! Real mature Y/N."

"If you cared, you would've tried to fix things with me instead of trying to sneak away like a COWARD!"

"What the hell is there to repair when you are in love with your EX!" He bellowed, and a heavy silence fell over the two at his accusation.

Your argument was put to an end when there was a knock at your front door.

“I guess that’ll be them.” You said, lowly.

“…Yeah.” He responded, then made his way to open the door.

"Well...the good news is it's just a mild sprain." The nurse said with a gentle smile. "A few days of rest, compressing and ice and it’ll be fine.”

“That’s a relief.” He said to the nurse, with a grin. He’d been sneaking glances at you but hadn’t said a word.

"I don't love him." You finally spoke, after the nurse left the bay to fetch a compression bandage.

"Huh?"

"I don't love him. And I wanted to be extra careful with you. I wanted it to go smoothly, just saying I love you is a very heavy thing and I don't wanna throw it around just because we're fighting."

"It's fine." He sighed.

“It’s not, Jean. I just…I didn’t see him in a while.”

“Y/N..just leave it. Don’t apologise, I’m just..an idiot sometimes. You’ve never given me a reason not to trust you.”

“…Jean.”

He took a step closer to cup the side of your face, brushing his thumb against your cheek.

“I think…you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And you’ll leave me.”

You wanted to tell him it was silly. But for some reason, your tongue felt heavy.

You suddenly heard the curtain yank and Jean backed away.

“Am I interrupting something?” The nurse said with a giggle. “Good news, you lovebirds can be on your way. But Missy here has to take a week off to recover. I take it you’ll be her guardian, Mr. Boyfriend?”

You were about to speak, and say you’d probably have to call a family member or something but Jean beat you to the punch.

“That’s fine by me. Come on, honey. Let’s get you home.” He said, with a smile.

“…Jean?” You questioned as he tucked you into bed when you reached your apartment after you were discharged.

“Mhm?”

“Why…? I thought…we broke up..” You said, a little awkwardly.

“Look, I know you. And the last thing you want is to move back to your family’s home for the week. So just let me handle this.”

“Okay.” You said, not arguing.

“Night.” He said, switching off the light in your room, and shutting the door behind him to sleep on the couch.

The next few days, Jean became your new guardian while you recovered.

"You sure you haven't got work?" You questioned as he dashed around the kitchen, cooking lunch.

"I can work from home." He scoffed. "I never took off-days so they trust me. Nobody even knows we broke up apart from our friends."

It was only a week. A week with no affection or intimacy, yet somehow the days of the man being your caretaker, helping you get better was better than your last days of being boyfriend and girlfriend.

You forgot how much he could make you laugh. And not the coy giggles when you looked up at him through your lashes with a come-hither look.

It was an ugly snort, and belly and sides aching type of laughter.

It was torturous too. After the sprain, the nurse said every few hours you had to put an icepack on your shoulder.

When you sat on the edge of your bed with Jean sat behind you, your top off just to provide ease of access for him to press it there for about fifteen to twenty minutes, your brain was not helping.

Your imagination ran wild, and you pictured the most obscene images with him from your past.

You wondered to yourself if he felt the same way. Perhaps, because every instance with the icepack he pursed his lips and didn’t say a word.

He was holding back.

You had a final check-up to see if everything was fine and if you healed okay, which thankfully you were.

“How’s Connie?” You questioned as the two of you walked upstairs.

“Honestly, I forgot how much of a slob he is at times. Drives me nuts.” He chuckled as he shook his head. “But it reminds me of college, which is fun.”

He stood outside the door, hesitant.

“Jean, stop being ridiculous. You’ve been here all week, what gives? Or are you a vampire and I have to invite you in again?”

“No, it’s just..”

“Don’t let me go again.” You heard a voice in your head whisper. “Don’t make me be the one to beg.”

You hoped the way you watched him as he struggled to say something conveyed that.

“I’m sorry…” He said, shakily.

“Stop apologising…please…” You responded, still gazing at him.

His light brown eyes, reminiscent of amber flitted from your own eyes, then down to your lips and back to your eyes again.

“Can I kiss you?” He murmured, voice low which caused a coil to begin to form in your stomach and your thighs to press together.

Jean Kirstein drove you insane.

“Yes…” You replied, voice hoarse. It felt like years as he edged closer to lean in but his lips finally touched yours, very gently and softly. As if you would shatter if he was too strong.

His large hands cupped the side of your face to move against you, swiping his tongue across the seam of your lips.

The sudden intrusion caused you to shudder and jolt closer to him, which he took full advantage of, pulling you flush against his body.

Jean is very vocal, there were times when you begged him to quiet down but the man couldn’t help himself, especially when he had you all to himself.

You felt silly, but the lewd noises of lips smacking and his breathy moans as his hands roamed across your waist made you needier for him.

That is, until you got the shock of your life when your neighbour from across your apartment’s door swung open and you immediately squealed, pushing Jean off.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” You rambled, cheeks heating up in humiliation as they backed into their apartment and slammed the door.

You started in bewilderment at what had just taken place, then you turned to meet his eyes. And you both fell into a fit of laughter at the surreality of it all.

He nudged his forehead against your own, his breathing shallow from the heated kiss.

“Let me show you how much I missed you.” He said, framing the sides of your face.

“Indoors, I hope.” You giggled.

author’s note: i kinda made the reader a bird and a pushover but i can’t help myself sawry im halle bailey level bird when it comes to jean😹

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vainvenus · 1 month

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⌲;꒰ Groovy! ꒱

Pairing :: Johnny Cade x Fem!Reader

Synopsis :: Johnny starts to crush on Dally's new friend who's a little bit different from everyone else.

Includings :: Hippie!reader, mutual pinning, readers love languages is personal touch, wingman!Dally, panicking!Johnny, this is kinda short, fluff

An - I'm just trying to drop/finish my drafts even though i think this fandom is practically dead...send outsiders requests if you'd like though!

"I still don't get all that peace and love crap, it's not gonna solve anything." Dally scoffed as he walked beside the you and you shrugged your shoulders.

"You don't have to understand me. If you think fighting will solve everything I'll let you think that." You shrugged and Dally rolled his eyes slightly before his brows raised a little bit and he waved his hand up at a figure who was a few feet away.

"Johnny! That you, man?" He called out and the black hair boy froze like he was caught doing something illegal until he saw a familiar face and he eased up.

He walked over, looking over to the you. He took quick notice of your wardrobe, upi didn't look like too much like a Soc and you definitely couldn't of been a greaser.

You wore a white shirt that seemed a few sizes to big and bell bottom jeans that had multiple patches of different patterns along them and tan sandals. You had multiple necklaces on and a mute orange bandana.

You smiled softly at him and waved your fingers at him which made him stomach flutter a little bit.

"Aww, so you weren't lyin'! You do have friends~!" Yoi giggled, hitting the boy softly on the shoulder and the brunette rolled his eyes with a small snarl.

"Haha, so funny. Johnny, flower power. Flower power, Johnny."

"Flower power?" Johnny repeated as he shook your hand and you let out a short giggle which made his stomach flutter all over again.

"Not my real name of course, it's a nickname. My real name is [Y/n] but you can call me whatever ya' like."

"Ohh." Johnny nodded along, noticing how you still hadn't let go of his hand. Yours were warm and felt comfort at touch. "I...uh..I like your pants."

You beamed, letting go and shaking your leg a little. "Really? Dally thinks they look like an art project gone wrong."

"Because they do." Dally muttered and you rolled your eyes.

"I think they're far out, you're such a downer Dally! Hah! Downer Dally!" You laughed and Dally had let out a sarcastic chuckle with another eye roll. "Ahah. Almost busted a lung there."

"See? A downer. Johnny-man thought it was funny." You turned back to Johnny, messing with one of the loose patches on your jeans. "I could make ya' a pair- actually they probably wouldn't be your sty-"

"I'd like that!" Johnny piped up before you could shut the idea down and your eyes widened in surprised, you smiled at him. "Really?"

He nodded, smiling growing along with yours. "Groovy! I'll get onto it as fast as I can."

"Groovy?" Johnny repeated, tilting his head a little bit and you nodded. "Groovy, it's kinda like when y'all say tuff. It's just a good thing."

"Oh, groovy." Johnny said and you had giggled, patting his shoulder.

"You make it sound so weird like it's a different language or something. It's kinda cute." Johnny only smiled, trying to ignore the fact that you had called him cute.

Dally looked between the two of you, narrowing his eyes a little bit before a small smirk itched onto the end of his lips.

"Johnny, you wanna tag along with us? We were just about to head and see that new movie that just came out."

"You should, if you don't mind horror movies." You added and Johnny pressed his lips together in a small yet strained smile.

"Naw, I don't mind."

★

"I could have paid for y'all, you know. We didn't have to break in." You sighed and Dally chuckled.

"Now where's the fun in that?" He hummed as they all took their seats, a little bit away from the front.

"What kind of horror movie is it again?" Johnny asked and Dally shrugged his shoulders. He never really came to pay attention to the movies, he came to be a bother to those who were trying to.

"Some sort of slasher. Shouldn't be too frightening if you're scared."

"I'm not scared!" Johnny squeaked and you had giggled, leaning back in the chair.

"It's alright if you are. I wouldn't judge. You can even hold my hand if you want." You offered as the movie had and started. Johnny pursed his lips before he took your hand in his.

"I'm just holding yer' hand in case you get scared." He established and you had nodded, entwining your fingers with his their hands were basically locked together.

He smiled at that as he tried to focus on one thing.

Not looking like a scaredy cat.

But the movie was barley ten minutes in before Johnny had jumped back in his seat from the killer jumping out of nowhere, his scream muffled in the collar of his jean jacket.

He glanced over at you as he felt you squeeze his hand comfortingly. "Sorry.." He mumbled, his sunkissed skin growing warm from embarrassment.

"Don't apologize. You don't have to act all tough for me, Johnny. It's a horror movie for a reason." You reassured with a small smile as you moved closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Next time we can see something a little more relaxing."

"Next time?" He repeated like it was a foreign statement.

You nodded excitedly. "Yeah, next time! Do ya' not wanna see me again or something?"

"No!" Johnny quickly said. "I'd.. I'd love to see a movie with you again."

"Groovy."

#the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #johnny cade #Johnny Case x reader

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viluvr-archived · 2 years

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Hello!!! I really loved the outcome of the first ask I sent! If you don't mind me requesting again with the same scenario but with Jamil, Azul, Deuce, Silver, Lilia, and Riddle?? if that's alright with you tho! no pressure :) do take care of yourself! thank you again!!

PUTTING BUTTERFLY CLIPS ON THEIR HAIR! p2 .

Jamil , Azul , Deuce , Silver , Lilia , Riddle .

GN!reader .

( A/n : Hello! I'm assuming this is the butterfly rqs ^^ tagging the person who has the biggest crush on Silver @twstwonderlandstuff 😈 )

Part 1 | Part 2 .

JAMIL !

Looking at the scenario, it's very evident that Jamil doesn't have a lot of time, considering the fact he's taking care of Kalim and supervising him is already a heavy burden to him.

"Jamiiill! Look here!" His head whipped around to see what you were holding, and no matter how busy he was he'd never not pay attention to you.

"Hm? Butterfly clips..? You wanna try 'nother hairstyle babe?" He was sure it was for you until, "Yeah! But... I kinda,, wanna try it on you! Will you PRETTY PLEASE ALLOW ME TO DO SOOO?"

Oh, it was.. for him? Well, let's think about what could happen, the vice house warden of Scarabia wearing such childish hair ornaments? It'd make his, Kalim, and his family, the whole dorm's reputation tarnished! Wait, why's he thinking about that? It's his lover whom he loves dearly, there's no such thing as making them upset.

And with a deep sigh but with a content small smile, he allows them to do so "Well.. go ahead, just be careful with the braids, 'kay?" You squealed excitedly, rushing up to Jamil, kissing his cheek, and hugging him "Aww really!? Thanks, Jamillll! You're the best!" He loves hearing your content happiness and praises, what's a little suffering about looking childish if it made you and him happy?

"Hold on! Don't move, 'm putting the last piece of the clip!!" It was the least to say he fell asleep at the process. "Mmm, ya done?" You hand him a small mirror while nodding.

"Sooo? What d'ya think?" There was a light blush on his cheeks, "Good.. I like it, y/n" "Aw, don't be so sappy babe! Cmon, you look adorbs!" Yeah, he was definitely gonna sigh deeply and tackle you to the ground and tickle you.

AZUL !

He surprisingly agrees quite fast with some little convincing! All he's worried about is of course the Tweels, his intimidating character but then again, he's lucky he has a lover! Why not give them happiness every second, day, minute, and week.

"Tell me if I pull on your hair too much 'kay?" He nods slightly still not used to laying his head on your thighs, he must keep focus! And no embarrassing himself in front of his lover.

"'S ok Azul, you can relax" an airy chuckle came out of your mouth, oh no, was he too obvious! Please, and your laugh? Graceful. He can't embarrass himself anymore!!

"Yes.. of course, I'm relaxed y/n. What makes you think that... that I'm not..?" "Sure Mr. I'm intimidating!" You chuckle quietly at him and then kissed his cheek. Oh no, he was about to explode for sure.

"One more thing Azul.. wait! Don't look yet!" You've manage to add a pearl clip on his long hair strand, oh he looked beautiful with it. The long strand of his hair was bothering him these days, and there's a special clip for it.

He faces the mirror, oh.. he likes how he looked but, wait, do you like how he looks!? Surely you must because.. you did this, right?

"Done! You look cute, Azul. If I knew better, I would've done this way back then."

"Hey, Azuuuull! There's an annoying costum.. er.." Crap, Floyd Leech?! He's definitely gonna... "Jade... Jade, Jade, Jade!!.. Loo!" Before Floyd could finish his sentence he was dragged by Azul into the room

"Floyd! What did I tell you about knocking before you enter?!" "Eh!? But... hey! Why did you pull me here!" Azul sighed deeply. "I'll give you a raise and, a shift off. IF, AND ONLY IF you don't tell anyone this."

Floyd pondered long and hard enough.. he wasn't gonna work as much.. and he even gets a raise!.. yeah, he can definitely keep his mouth shut about this deal and what happened!

"Ya got it Azul!" "Good! Leave, now!" Well, he needs to be more careful next time.

DEUCE !

Deuce was studying when you came up to him, he was studying really hard to pass the mid-terms!

"Hey, Deuce! What ya doin' ?" God, he swears he'd pass out hearing that you say his name even if it's just his name!

"Studying! Yeah... studying.." you chuckle at his nervousness. "Chill! I got you these! Now before you judge it, it'll feel relaxing when I play with your hair" oh, yes! Of course, you were being a good partner, an angel! You're a dream he says in his head.

"So.. may I?" "You may" while putting the hair clips on his hair, slowly stroking his hair, and lightly massaging his scalp, he was about to sleep! No, he can't sleep while you do this and he was studying.

After you finish putting the hair clips on his hair, he actually ended up liking it a lot,, really!

He doesn't wanna take them off! Plus, as far as he remembers there were no rules about having hair clips on.. hed get to enjoy them, and he won't get "off with your head!"

He's glaring at anyone who looks at him with a funny look, and Ace is no exception. No one makes fun of what you do, especially if it's for him.

SILVER !

It doesn't take much for him not to agree, after all, that's his reason to refuse? And he'd also fall asleep while you do so, so it's a win-win situation

"You wanna put those on my hair..? Sure :)" he's stiff as hell, he looks like a rock, is he even breathing? He knows Lilia would tease him for the clips, Sebek would scold him for not being a proper knight, and God knows who'd judge him for it. But he'd be willing to do anything to see you smile and be happy, even if it'd take for him to hear his old man's teasing and Sebeks' loud complaining voice.

Make sure to take pictures when you're done since it's 99% sure that he's still sleeping when you're done. He looks cute!

Everyone was staring at him when he went back to his dorm, he was confused (since he fell asleep, he doesn't remember 50% of what happened) not until.. Lilia came up to him "Oh? Silver you have butterflies on your hair! Did dear y/n put those on you while you were peacefully sleeping?" Lilia laughs at him a bit.

Oh, that's right, you were having fun with him putting those butterfly clips, he thought so. His peace was immediately ruined when Sebek stepped into the room

"You... human! That isn't suitable for a knight in training to serve the young master!" Silver was already sighing deeply while Lilia laughs at the two, "Bye old man, I'm going to y/n.. to sleep" "Hey! You human escaping! Come back here" "No thank you."

LILIA !

He's ecstatic! Sure, sure, are these what youngsters do? Would he look just as cool? Oh, he can't wait to show it to Sebek, Malleus, and Silver!

"Go ahead! Take your time dearie, Diasomnia doesn't have any practices today!" He's hoping his way like a bunny making his way to you.

He moves quite a bit so pull on his hair as a warning, he's an old man, why's he moving so much? Kidding, kidding! He's just really excited to see the outcome that he'd sound like the kid who asks their parents "are we there yet?" Every trip.

"Lilia, Lilia! 'M done! Do you want... oh.." and before you could finish your sentence he took the mirror from you! "Apologies dear! Couldn't help it! It looks so... cool! Was that the word for it? Cater told me it meant like awesome or somethin'.." laughing at his cute but funny antics, you know how excited he is to show it to his not so adopted kids.

"Go ahead Lilia, 's ok. Show your kids the butterfly clips and small braids" he's staring at you with a small smile, "well, I shall thank you for what you have done! I'll see you later, dear!" He left a smooch on your cheek and then disappeared like thin air.

"Hey, hey, look! Check this out!" Malleus was distracted by the butterflies and he thinks the braids were pretty "I want one too..." Lilia could see Malleus poutin' "Hah! Now I'm the one who looks cool! Pretty groovy huh! Wait was groovy the word for it?" That day the dorm was filled with ecstasy.

RIDDLE !

Wellll, with a lot of convincing then he'd agree. Just make sure not to show the pictures to Ace.. or anyone! Wait, what do you mean you're making it your wallpaper? You cant!

"You really wanna.. do this?.." he sounds like he wants you to rethink your decisions, "Yes! Yes, I do! Now, lay down and stay still. Please." He sighs knowing there's nothing he can do to make you back out.

"Oh, Mr. Rosehearts, 'm done! You look so, so, so adorable!" You left a small little peck on his right cheek that made him red.. he isn't angry! He's just.. flustered.

"Yes. I can see that!" He coughs to cover up his flustered state. You hand him the mirror and as he gently took it from you, hey he thinks it's not so bad.. and it matches the dorm's aesthetic.. wait, there's a rose clip?

When he saw the rose clip, it made him a lot redder, (if that's even possible for his state!) He of course being the good, gentleman, the lover he is, thanks his partner for letting him experience.. this kind of thinking

Still, don't let anyone see the pictures you've taken of him! But it's not that he'd be angry at you, so...

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sheeple · 3 months

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As a hufflepuff myself I don’t see many fics of them, and seeing you might do a Mattheo Riddle x descendant hufflepuff reader absolutely hit me in the heart. I’d loved to read it if you do end up doing it. And I loved Miracles dont exist so I know it’ll be absolutely amazing. I love your work so much, you don’t understand. 🤧

Duuuude honestly same! There's not enough 'puff representation in fics. Or the puff is this meek little thing nothing wrong with that. Badgers are fierce and not afraid to show their teeth and fight (especially honey badgers. They go up against lions and hyenas and more!) That's what descendant puff def is! Not feral just... not taking anyone's crap.

For now it's a one shot but at the rate it's going I have to split it in two parts (it's at 4,5k words rn and I have to hold myself to make it not too big) I'll def tag you once I post the story!!

Also!!! Thank you soooo much for your lovely words!! I never imagined that someone would read my stories, let alone love them. I sometimes worry because I am not a very fast writer that people kinda... don't bother so you saying that means so much to me!

#ask #mylosz0 #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x hufflepuff!reader #questions

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leahnardo-da-veggie · 15 days

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Find the word tag game

Thanks @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag!

My words are: rib, write, expect, spin, person

Rib: (fair warning this is kinda gory) From my short story Lich-Queen

With my magic, I kept him alive beyond the bounds of humanity. As I hacked out his ribs, pulling the first hunk of meat and placing it on a plate, I was struck by the beauty of his face. Even weeping, eyes bulging, nails ripped off from clawing at wood, there was a noble gallance to him. I smiled, and tenderly tore out another rib.

Write: From my completed short story Honeycake!

Ah, crap. I knew learning to write would haunt me someday. My mother had, in fact, been Rose-the-baker, and she had brought me to Ako's temple to learn to write. The priestesses there watched as I drew squiggles in the dirt, learning from Ako's Word. They taught me other things too. Like how to pick locks, how to lie through your teeth, and how to steal without getting caught. Great people, Ako's priestesses were. But then the gov'nor of Jannik decided they made too much trouble, and burnt their temple down, and hunted all their followers.

Expect: From my WIP novella Chase

I took it from her by its dull leather hilt. The dagger was plain, unadorned but well polished. "What exactly do you expect me to do with this?" My voice came out a smidgen squeaky with shock. Was she truly expecting me to murder him in cold blood? "Surely…" I trailed off and bit my lip.

Spin: (the closest I could find was spinning) From my completed short story A Thousand Lives (it's one of my first posts on Tumblr)

Hence he had taken up arms against the King, spinning a tale of injustice, of gold for the poor and bread on everyone's tables. He had led a revolution, overthrowing the order of the country. There was blood, and turmoil, and for a moment he had feared defeat, but the revolution prevailed. The people had placed him on the throne, and he had given freely to them, distributing land as evenly as he could. It was a hard and thankless job, for the bread was never enough, and other countries reared their ugly heads upon smelling weakness. He had been beheaded by an angry mob for a sin so small as feeding a duck a piece of bread that they claimed belonged to the people. Though he would go down in history as King Sonder the Kind, the country that he sacrificed everything for had reviled him. It embittered his soul, and he found himself wishing that he had not been so openhearted.

Person: From my miniseries Wanderer! (Part 1 here)

It seemed that I was the only person for miles around. Nothing stirred in the red-brown meadow, not even buzzing flies laying eggs in putrefied flesh. Nothing breathed in the flesh-rotted air, not even carrion-vultures feasting on the dead. Nothing lived in the hellscape that I wandered, not even the crawling maggots that should have lurked in the rotten meat. I hummed to distract myself from the uneasiness of being all alone.

I'll tag @bodoramzap, @beloveddawn-blog, @oh-no-another-idea, @memento-morri-writes, @sharktopusnadozilla and open tag for anyone else who wants to have a go!!!

Your words are: life, loved, luck, learn

#tag game #writer games #writer stuff

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memaidraws · 3 months

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On Repeat Playlist Tag Game

Rules: Shuffle your repeat playlist 10 times and tag 10 people. Tagged by @flymmsy 😘

If you've ever wanted to laugh at my musical tastes, no better opportunity now, folks!

I know a lot of you guys are within the venn diagram of shared/mutual fandoms, so what I'll do for this (to make things interesting) is assign a pairing for each song and a wee rationale as to why ;)

Tagging: @defira85 @atypicalacademic @dirty-bosmer @henbased @braindancer @feykiller @vasiktomis @circlejourney @chickenparm @sweatandwoe (sorry if you've been tagged before!)

SHEPARD / GARRUS (Mass Effect) Okay, Reina's technically not 'Shepard', and this is a big cheat because Jeon Somi is her voice claim haha. Definitely a song she's released out of spite when Garrus all but disappeared to play vigilante on Omega ;)

MARTIN SEPTIM / MARINA CORVUS (TES IV: Oblivion) Listen, listen, this song is so perfectly them it actually kind of hurts a lot. To people that surrounded Martin, Emperor-to-be, Marina was exactly the kind of troublemaker they needed him to stay away from. But to Brother Martin the man made of flesh? She was everything to him uwu

GORTASH / DURGE (Baldur's Gate III) Come on now, the lyrics are PERFECT for a Durge lamenting about the big dumb crush she's got on Enver and oh my god? He likes her back? (She says, kicking her feet in the air, after a bloody massacre, much to Sceleritas Fel's dismay)

MAYOR HANCOCK / LEE (Fallout 4) UGH oh my god so I know Lee Know from Stray Kids is his faceclaim but this song is very much them. Wanting to run away, seeking freedom where they can take it? Not wanting to take shit for all the crap that's been thrown their way? Yeah <3 Maybe for a modern AU <3

GORTASH / DARK URGE (Baldur's Gate III) It's not cheating! If Kill! Kill! Kill! was from Durge's perspective, I can see this being from Gortash's perspective (the fact this is one genuine emo/alt??? perfect for Gorty's aging rockstar look). Like come on, it's in the name, the lyrics, the screamo bridge? Davey Havok knows what's up.

ONMUND / ALREK (TES V: Skyrim) Oh man. Oh man so this particular album from Bastille has been very Onmund/Alrek coded to me (for reasons I won't get into yet ;D) But this is very much like Alrek watching the world quite literally burn and the only thing he can think of is courting the cute mage and throwing all his cares into the wind. After all, when the world's ending, why does any of it matter?

CAPT DELACOURT / MC (Heart of a Sky Pirate) Hey, my otome game officially lives on an app, so this counts ;D But these more upset, shanty-esque songs definitely reminds me of Delacourt and his romance route. Throwing your cares to the wind (literally) and having a grand ol' time no matter where the adventure takes you.

F!SOLE SURVIVOR / CURIE (Fallout 4) Hear me out: I think Parker's (my sole) romance with Curie is almost highschool puppy love. And it doesn't help that they both have some pretty huge baggage that they need to work through-- so having someone to lean on and love in a way that's easy, carefree and happy? Yeah they're gonna hold onto that <3

STELLE / MARCH 7TH (Honkai: Star Rail) Forever crying that my Caelus is getting so many better pulls than my Stelle, but fwiw, I definitely think Stelle and March have a very fun, easy-going relationship. Kinda need to when you're Trailblazing across the galaxy in a giant space train (and angering gods along the way, oops!)

GALE DEKARIOS / TAV (Baldur's Gate III) Hear me out: I think these two would be so into each other in the way that they absolutely would not leave each other alone. You think Astarion/Tav is bad? These two have it worse. To be more precise, my Tav for this romance, Rae, is very much into exploring his romantic curiosities with Gale. No one else makes him feel as safe and wanted uwu

#music tagged #if you weren't tagged and wanna participate go ahead!#just say I tagged you and I'll come check it out!#no obligation btw to those who were tagged!#Spotify

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im-no-jedi · 8 months

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Let’s get some fun recommendations goin around here! What’s a piece of clone content (art, fic, etc) that has stuck with you as being notably excellent? Tag it in your answer so we can all find some new fun to read! If you want, of course; feel free to ignore! 💕

🤩 oh what a fun idea!! I would LOVE to gush about some really cool artists, thank you 😁

I'll start with @shyranno, whose art I absolutely adore. her style is so clean and expressive and colorful, and she makes amazing comics. the TBB Downtime series is exactly my kinda Clone content, filled with lots of fluff and feels. the "baby" batch ones are my favorite, but I'm also fond of this one where Tech gets teased from not being able to grow a beard 😜

another artist I really love is @zaana! she also draws a lot of really sweet and funny moments with TBB, and I'm super fond of her more sketchy style of drawing. she's got a "Crosshair defects the Empire" AU about Cross rejoining TBB sometime during season 2 that I love soooooo much. honestly, all her stuff with Crosshair (especially the ones with Omega) is top tier. although I think my top favorite is this one with Hunter and Crosshair (which @questforgalas also wrote an amazing oneshot about!); it's so simple but so sweet, and I automatically love any wholesome content between these two 🥰

then there's @lightspringrain, who makes beautiful portraits of TBB. I've been wanting to buy some of her prints (and will absolutely do so once I have the money!!) because they are seriously gorgeous. her "Crown" series is the best, it's so lovely! and she does an amazing job capturing the style of the show! to no one's surprise, my favorites are the Hunter and Omega moon crowns. the Hunter one is legit one of my favorite art piece ever; it's been my lockscreen on my phone ever since I saw it 💙

someone I recently started following is @thattoothpick! after seeing her "TBB Happy on Pabu" comics, I had to see more. the best way I can describe her style is "soft". everything is just so soft; the lines, the colors, all of it. it just makes me happy 😊 I have two favorite pieces; the first is this one about Hunter and Crosshair from the Pabu series. literally made me cry. I need this to happen SO badly 🥺 and then this one that I refer to as "the Sad Batch"... oh man. also had me crying (but also simping for obvious reasons LOL) 😭

now for a big one. I can easily say my favorite SW related artist of all time is @lornaka. her art... holy crap y'all. it's so freaking good. she makes everything from simple portraits to stunning dynamic pieces, and I'm obsessed with all of it. she even was featured during SW Celebration last year!! she's that good!! \o/ I have a few favorites of hers. which obviously includes the TBB poster she made for Celebration. still sad I couldn't get my own copy of it 💔 then there's this... lovely portrait of Hunter from behind. oh Lordy 🥵 and finally, my top favorite is actually this simple portrait of Hunter. I had it as my lockscreen for a LONG time. it's just... so good. the colors, the stars, his expression... I'm still obsessed 😍

finally, I can't talk about amazing artists without mentioning my sister @jam-n-ham. her art account is @joyjababanoid. y'all. please just scroll through her TBB art, you will not regret it. I've always adored her cartoony and expressive style, and it makes for hilarious Clone content LOL. she did a bunch of drawings for Inktober last year, solely focused around TBB. she's also done some comics that I've had a part in helping her develop (specifically the Padme pin-up art and the AZI going on a mission). but my absolute favorite is by far the Valentines collection. y'aaaaaaaall. I had the Hunter one as my phone background for over a year haha. she knows how to personally get to me, let's just say that 🥵

oh, and one last thing I wanna mention is that the one thing these folks all have in common, aside from being fantastic artists, is that I love how each of them draw my bae. seriously, y'all draw Hunter so good, and I'm smooching each of your different versions of him 🥰😘

thanks for letting me gush about some cool people!! everyone show them some much deserved love please!! 💙💙💙

#this was super long OMG sldkjfghklgfkdj #but I won't apologize!#these people deserve all the love!#wish I had some more fics to recommend #but sadly I'm more of a writer than a reader 😅#anyway PLEASE GIVE ALL THESE PEOPLE SOME LOVE #THEY DESERVE IT #💙💙💙#star warz #anonymous #ask

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bteezxyewriter12 · 1 year

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Let Me Help

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 4k

Includes- period sex, reader is scared, Yoongi is comforting, sweet, gentle, fingering, missionary sex, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine

@yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana

@tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa @borntowalkaway @kjqueen05

J POV

John Wick shoots a guy in the face, then turns shooting three more right away

"Holy crap", I say, watching the movie

"Is that realistic?", Yoongi asks

I shrug

"Maybe if you're trained as an assassin or spy. But it's just a movie"

"Yeah but it'd be cool if someone could actually do that"

It would be

"I always wanted to be an assassin"

He looks over at me, with a look on his face

"C'mon Jo. You could never kill anyone."

"Well duh, not as me right now. But if I was trained to do it then I would"

"Well thank God there was no way for you to be trained to do that", he teases

I stick my tongue out at him

Pain flares in my lower stomach, making me grab it, moaning

Stupid cramps

Stupid period

I hate being a girl

He looks at me again, "Hurts?"

I nod, "Being a girl sucks"

I have my period again

So stupid pain

"Do you need anything? Aleve, chocolate, ice cream?", he asks

He's so cute

"No thanks. I already ate enough chocolate and took Aleve. I just have to wait until it kicks in"

He gets quiet and I look over at him

He has an unreadable look on his face

"You ok?", I ask

"Have you ever....uh had sex while...you had....uh you know?", he asks quietly

What?

Is he seriously asking me this?

I pause the movie and look at him

"Uh no. I know people who've done it but I never have."

"Why?", he asks

"Uh well it's kinda messy and guys don't want that on them, even if they wear a condom"

And I just never thought about it

I always have bad cramps and even thinking about moving at all makes me tired

"I don't care", he says

What. The. Fuck?

What is he telling me?

What is he asking me?

He's my best friend who I happen to be sleeping with but I never expected this

"You don't...care?"

He shakes his head

"Oh uh that's good to know", I say, at a complete loss for words

"Do you want to?"

I sit up and stare at him

"You want sex that bad?"

"No", he answers, shaking his head, "It's just....."

"Just what?", I ask

Where is he going with this?

Especially since he said he doesn't want sex that bad

"Look I was curious and looked it up. And I read that if you have sex with....that...it can help your cramps go away when you cum. And I know yours are bad and if I can help you, then I want to"

He looks away, his cheeks turning pink

I'm actually floored that he'd think to do that for me

"And you're ok with it?", I ask, in disbelief

"It's just blood"

Wow

I have no idea what to think

It's sweet that he wants to do it for me

But I don't want him to do it just for that reason

"Thanks Yoongi but I don't want you to force yourself to do it. It's ok"

"I'm not forcing myself Jo.", he protests, "I would never force myself or force you to do anything. I want to. I always like being with you and if you want to, I don't think we should stop having sex because of some blood. It's not a big deal"

I'm stunned

He really doesn't care

He wants to

"Do you want to?"

I hesitate but then I say yes

Why not?

There's a first time for everything

"Ok well uh we should get towels to put under you"

"Right ok", I say, standing up, "I'll be right back"

I walk to the linen closet, opening it

I can't believe this is happening

I've never thought anyone would want to have sex when the girl has their period

I never thought Yoongi would want that

I grab black towels and bring them to my room

He takes them, then tells me, "Uh I don't know what you use but if you want to go to the bathroom to take it off, you can"

Shit I didn't think about that

"Yeah ok", I answer

In the bathroom, I pull out the tampon I have and the pad that's on my underwear

The first three days, it's really bad and this is the end of the second day

I don't know what to do so I take a towel and wrap it around my bottom half, then go to my room

Yoongi already put out the towels and he waves me over

I can't believe I'm doing this

I sit on the towels, facing him

He smiles at me, running his fingers in my hair

He leans closer, his lips brushing against mine

And I completely melt

His hands move to my shirt pulling it up and off, lips going to my neck, spreading kisses all over

His hands touch my breasts, squeezing softly

I don't have a bra on

I'm at home and Yoongi has already seen me naked hundreds of times

I pull his shirt off and goddamn, I love looking at his body

It's fucking perfect

His pale skin, his little tummy, his broad muscular chest

And his fucking arms

I love his arms

From his shoulders down to his perfect hands, I love everything about them

He stands up, getting his boxers and sweatpants down and off

He's already hard

He's always hard and I like that I'm the cause of it

He sits back in from of me, gently pulling the towel around me away and dropping it on the floor

His lips crash into mine, his kiss fiery and deep

I put my arms around his neck and he slowly pushes me back on the bed, coming with me

He opens my legs, laying in between them, still kissing me

His kisses move from my mouth down my neck to my chest

I'm torn between how good he's making me feel and how scared I am

I know he said blood doesn't bother him but I don't know if he's serious or just saying that to put me at ease

His tongue runs against my nipple and I gasp at the pleasure, my back arching right into his

"Good girl", he murmurs, then takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking gently

"Yyy... Yoongi", I moan

"Mmmm yes baby. I love hearing you moan my name"

Jesus Christ, he's such a turn on

He keeps sucking and he plays with my other nipple with his fingers

It feels so fucking good

He switches nipples, licking, sucking and playing with his mouth and hand

I can't... I'm gonna cum

He's done this once before, making me cum by playing with my nipples

It felt so good and it's gonna happen now

"Yoongi, fuck", I moan coming, shaking under him

He keeps sucking after I finish, pleasure taking over again and I close my eyes

I feel his big hand slowly touching my body, running over my side and stomach

Fuck his hand is big and touches so much skin at once

I love it

His hand moves lower and my eyes slam open, grabbing onto his wrist

"Yoongi", I panic

"It's ok jagi"

"No Yoongi"

He lifts his head, kissing me gently

"It's ok baby. I want to touch you. I don't care about blood."

"But-"

"Shh baby. I promise it's ok. I can just wipe it on the towel"

I don't know

This is so different and I'm terrified he'll freak out

He looks in my eyes, "Trust me Jo"

I don't know if it's because of the way he's looking at me or that he's asking me to trust him but I let go of his wrist and nod

The smile he gives me takes my breath away

He's fucking stunning and I love him so much

But he will never know

Never

He kisses me again, his tongue in my mouth, playing with mine

I feel his hand move again and I shiver when his fingers start rubbing my clit

I slide my arms around his neck, loving the feel of his lips on mine

His fingers move, gliding inside

I kiss him harder, feeling the pleasure

He moves his fingers at a steady pace, pressing on my spot, building up another orgasm

His kissing me hard, his tongue all over mine and I'm in fucking heaven

His fingers slide in again and I lose it, coming and still kissing him

"Good baby girl", he whispers against my lips

He pulls his fingers out and I feel him move his hand on the towel

Probably wiping off the blood

"I want you", he murmurs, kissing my collarbones, pulling my legs around his waist

"You're going to wear a condom right?", I ask

He has to

So it won't get on him

"No"

My gaze snaps to his, "No?"

"No Jo. It's you. I don't care about anything getting on me that comes from you"

Jesus Christ

He's being serious

Mind blown

I feel him right there and I tense up

"Relax jagi", he whispers, as he moves his fingers up my body, touching me so lightly

"Ffff...fuck", I whimper, closing my eyes against his touch

He presses his lips to mine again as he pushes in slowly

Oh fuck

My body presses against his as he slides all in

"My jagi feels so good", he whispers in my ear

"Yyy...you feel good too"

"Good baby. It doesn't hurt?"

I shake my head, "Nnn...no"

"Should I move?"

"Yes Yoongi. Yes"

He starts slowly moving in and out, his thrusts becoming harder and faster each time he goes in

Pleasure runs through my veins, moans leaving my mouth, filling up the room

I run my hands up and down his back, feeling his muscles move as he moves

God feeling that is so hot, it drives me crazy

Yoongi kisses my neck over and over, his hand gripping my hip hard

Fuck me, I love it

I'm still so fucking shocked he wanted to while I have my period

And that he looked up that it'll make my cramps better and he wants to do that for me

I was and still am blown away

I didn't think he thought about me like that

"My jagi's gonna cum", he murmurs in my skin

He's so right

I'm right there and his next thrust pushes me over

"Yoongi", I moan, the pleasure he's giving me feeling so fucking amazing, my pussy throbbing around his thick cock

"Yeah, my good girl", he says, kissing my shoulder, "Again baby"

"Again?"

"Yeah Jo. I'm gonna make you cum so much and make you feel so good"

Fuck me, I want that so much

I'm so surprised that I want more

I'm so surprised at how relaxed I am in his arms right now

I thought I'd be tense and worried about having sex with my period

But he's being so gentle, kissing me all over, holding onto me softly, making me relax

He holds onto one of my thighs, keeping it against his body while he moves

He moans against my skin and I love hearing him, feeling his voice vibrate on my skin

I love that I can make him feel just as good as he makes me feel

My hands move up and down his back gently, feeling his skin against my hands

I love him so much

More than anything in the world

I wish he was mine

"My baby, I love being inside you jagi. It's the best"

Happiness bursts in my chest as I hold him tighter against me

"I love you inside too naekkeo. I love being with you"

He lifts his head, smiling at me and pressing his lips to mine

I squeeze his cock hard, making him groan

"Please baby, cum", he asks

He thrusts hard, making pleasure wash over me as I release on him

"Oh god yes jagi. More", he cries, slamming right into my spot

"Fuck Yoongi", I call, climaxing after a few hard thrusts

"Again"

He hits my spot again and again I explode all over him

He keeps going, harder, giving me more orgasms and I fucking love it

It's constant pleasure, one orgasm after another

No one has ever gave me multiple orgasms in a row

No one but him

He's fucking amazing, the best man anyone could ask for

"Baby", he gasps, "Please baby, can I cum now?"

"Yes baby, yes", I answer, holding him and playing with his hair

He moans loudly as he cums, holding onto my body hard

"Oh jagi, Joanne, yes baby", he whimpers, "My best girl"

I love when he calls me his girl

I wish so much that I could be

That would be my dream come true

When he finishes, I feel him pull out

I keep holding him to me

I'm so scared to let him go, I'm scared that he's going to freak out, when he sees blood on him

He kisses my neck softly, then kiss my lips

"You ok jagi?", he asks

"Yeah. I uh... I", I trail off

"What baby? You can tell me anything"

"I'm uh...I'm scared....you're going to uh get grossed out or freak out, when you uh see the blood on you"

He looks at me softly, running his fingers in my hair

"I don't care Jo. I promise, nothing from you could ever gross me out. Don't worry ok. I know there's going to be blood and I don't care. It comes off. It's ok"

I believe him but I'm still so scared

So I just keep holding him, running my fingers in his hair

🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱

Yoongi POV

I love being in her arms

I know she's scared of letting me go

She's afraid I'm going to freak out when I see her blood

I don't give a shit

I really don't

We've been all over each other, nothing from her could ever gross me out

And...I love her so much, I'll do anything for her

Anything

But right now, I'm just happy laying on her, feeling her hands in my hair and her fingers on my back

I can't help but kiss her chest, kiss her skin

I love the way it feels against mine

Soft and so smooth

I run my fingers along her body, feeling her tremble against them

Fuck me I love that

I love when she's this sensitive

And her constant touches are getting me hard again

I lift my head up, pressing my lips to hers

"More baby. Please?", I ask

She raises her eyebrow

"You want more?"

I nod, "If you let me"

She smiles softly, "Yeah baby. I love being with you."

I feel a smile burst on my face

I kiss her hard, my tongue in her mouth, pressing against hers

Aligning myself, I slide right inside her, moaning and shivering

I love going inside her

Every fucking time it feels like the first time

She's so fucking tight and I love the way she grips my cock

"Yes fuck", she groans

I smile against her lips

I fucking love her reaction to me, I love that she loves sex with me

It's the only way I can be close to her without the crippling fear of rejection

Pulling out a little, I roll my hips forward, sliding right back inside

"Oh God", she cries

She's really wet

I know it's because of her blood and juice mixing and you know what, it feels fucking amazing

"My baby's always so tight for me", I whisper

"Yes Yoongi. Always just for you"

I keep sliding in and out, making sure my head rubs against her spot and soon I feel her throbbing on me

"Cum for me baby girl", I ask

Her hands tighten on my upper arms hard, her head pushing against the pillow as she moans my name, coming

'She's fucking beautiful', I think

Her face, her eyes, her smile

All fucking stunning

I thrust a little harder, making her whimper

Her moans and screams are music to my ears and I want to hear them all the time

Her pussy clenches me over and over, sending spikes of pleasure down my spine

"Gonna be my good girl and cum again?", I ask

She nods, then closes her eyes, her body shaking in my arms and I feel her release all over me

"Yoongi"

God I love hearing her moan my name

Scream my name

Say my name in anyway in her gorgeous voice

"Yes good girl"

I keep going, slamming harder, fucking her through her orgasm to make it better

"Yyy...Yoongi!", she cries, getting tight as she cums right after the first one ends

"Fuck Joanne, baby girl, baby!", I moan, releasing inside of her

The pleasure takes over, making me shake on top of her

God she feels incredible, pulsing and milking me cock for all my cum

When we both finish, I collapse on her again, pulling out

"Good baby girl?", I pant

"Yyy...yes baby. So good", she breathes

"No cramps?"

She shakes her head, "No. No pain"

"Good jagi, I'm glad", I answer, kissing her again

I move to sit up and she reluctantly lets go of me

I know she doesn't want to and she's still scared I'm going to freak out

So in front of her, I look down

There's blood on me

On my dick and pelvis

I just shrug and look at her

She's staring at me with her eyes wide and mouth open

I smile at her and reach out, closing her mouth with my fingers

"It's fine jagi. It doesn't bother me."

I press another kiss to her lips

"I'm gonna clean up ok, then you can after me and we'll watch the rest of the movie. Ok?"

She just nods

Getting up, I walk to her bathroom

Going to the sink, I use soap and water to clean her blood off

When I'm done, I go back into her room, "Your turn jagi"

She looks at me from her bed and nods, getting up and taking the towels with her

After putting my shirt and boxers on, I sit waiting for her and thinking

I really liked having sex with her when she has her period

It's not like I have a thing for blood or anything

It's just that I like helping her feel better

I like making her pain go away and I always love making her cum

I was genuinely happy when she said she doesn't feel any cramps or pain

And since we did it now, I'm hoping she'll be open to doing it again

I honestly don't think we should stop having sex just because she has her period

Especially since I don't think it's a big deal

She comes back with her pj pants back on

Getting her shirt from the floor, she slips it over her head, then sits next to me

"Did you like it?", I ask

She nods, "Yeah"

"Would you want to do it again?"

She looks over at me, "Again?"

"Yeah Jo. The blood doesn't bother me, I think I've shown you that"

She bites her lips, nodding again

"So I think if we both feel like having sex we should no matter if you have your period or not"

"Ok", she answers

I'm a little surprised

I thought I'd have to convince her more

"Yeah?"

"Yeah Yoongi. You made me feel really comfortable about everything and you know I like having sex with you"

I nod

I know she does

Just like I love having sex with her

"So if you want to, we can do it again"

"Ok jagi", I answer, pulling her to me in another kiss

I don't know what it is with me tonight but I can't stop kissing her

When the kiss ends, we pull away and go back to the way we were sitting before

Apart

I hate it

"Ready?", I ask, instead

She nods and I unpause the movie

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"That was a cool movie", she says, shutting the tv off, "We gotta watch the other two"

I nod, "Definitely"

The movie was cool

John Wick is a bad ass

I just couldn't concentrate, wanting to just pull her to me and hold her close

Of course I was chicken shit and didn't do it

And now I have to leave

"I guess I should go", I say

"Oh uh...ok", she answers, nervously, "You uh you don't have to. You can stay over if you want"

If I want?

Of course I want

But I can't make myself look desperate

"Yeah ok. I'm tired anyway", I smile

I start getting up from the bed to go to the living room to sleep on the couch

It's where I usually sleep when I stay over

Sometimes I've slept in her bed with her but that's when we both just passed out

It wasn't planned

And I'm not going to assume I'm sleeping in her bed

"Where are you going?"

I stop moving, looking over at her, "To the living room?"

She shakes her head and my heart pounds in my chest

"Stay here. With me"

I swallow hard but nod, "Ok"

"I'm gonna use the bathroom. I'll be right back"

I nod again, still shocked she asked me to stay here with her

She uses the bathroom quickly, then I do, coming back in the room to find her already laying down, under the covers

"Can you shut the light?", she asks

"Sure"

Shutting them off, I get into bed next to her

I don't know what to do with my body

I know I want to cuddle her but I can't

So I just lay on my back, my arms at my side, looking up at the ceiling

It's quiet in the room for awhile with her not moving and just as I think she's asleep, I hear her whisper, "Oh fuck it"

She turns over to me, coming closer and plopping her head on my chest

Her body moves right against mine, her arm around my middle, hugging me

Once my brain reloads from shock, I immediately turn to face her

I pull her right against me, tangling our legs, cuddling into each other

I don't even think, pressing my lips to hers

And to my shock, hers molds right against mine, kissing me back passionately

Her arm moves around my neck, her fingers twirling in my long hair

Slipping my tongue in her mouth, I play with hers, loving every second of kissing her

And I realize I can't do this anymore

I can't pretend

I can't sleep in her arms all night and then pretend like it didn't happen

I can't

Not when she's the one thing I want more than anything

I keep kissing her until we pull away

Then taking a breath and steeling myself for this to blow up in my face, I say, "Jo, I...I want...I want you to be mine"

I hear her breath hitch and I hope that's not a bad thing

"Please Jo. I can't....I can't pretend anymore. I can't do all this with you, sleep with you in my arms all night and then pretend like nothing happened tomorrow. I can't", I rush out, "Fuck Jo, I love you so much. It's fucking ridiculous how much. You're all that's on my mind. You're all I want. I'm so in love with you it drives me crazy not being with you"

I stop talking, knowing I went too far with my confession

I sound like a creepy stalker

"I love you Yoongi"

My brain cuts off from all my thoughts, taking in what she said

And when I do, pure joy hits me hard

"Yeah?", I ask

"Yeah Yoongi. All those things you said about being so in love are what I feel too. For you.", she whispers, "I'm stupidly in love with you Min, Yoongi and you do not have to pretend anything anymore. I'm yours. I'm always yours"

Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss her fiercely, so happy she's mine

"I'm yours jagi. Always. Forever. Just yours", I tell her, "I love you Jo"

"I love you Yoongi", she says, kissing me

We kiss for awhile, just getting lost in each other and I'm so excited for more nights just like this, wrapped in my jagi's arms

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omgeto · 7 months

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I read your tags on the smut tips post so I’m here to ask, how do you write a good angst to fluff piece? 😌

idk what possessed me to say my angst to fluff pieces were my true calling BUT since thats what literally ALL my Haikyu fics are and all my non full smut fics are I might as well. AND I LOVE SHARING MY WISDOM I FEEL LIKE A GURU hehehehe.

FIND THE WRITE ANGST TO FLUFF BALANCE: like tbf this one is just down to personal preference of what you want to write. since at the end of the day angst to fluff fics are just fics that start with angst and end with fluff BUT imo to make it sweet and juicy you really need to find the write balance, have you ever read and fic and thought damn this barely had any angst or vice versa. so when it comes to writing NON smut angst to fluff fics I think depending on how heavy the angst is you wanna do like a 60% angst 40% fluff or 70% angst and 30% fluff. but this point kinda leads into my next one...

BALANCING UR SHIT RIGHT: so with this, I think the hardest part of writing angst to fluff fics is that you have to find a problem that angsty enough to be worth writing about but not TOO angsty that it makes the reader look dumb for forgiving the character and having a fluffy ending. to combat this, I usually just make the 'fluff' part of my endings the apology and always kind of imply or just straight out state that not EVERYTHING is cool but you'll work towards fixing it and you can still have a sweet moment come from that.

HOW TO WRITE A FLUFFY REUNION: since I realised that some people actually struggle writing the actual fluff part. but deep it if ur writing x reader fics you just gotta ask your self "if someone did *insert whatever angsty thing they did* to me, what would I want them to do to fix it" tbf half of the time the angst I write in my fics id dump a dude for, but when ur writing for the masses and writing a fluffy ending that cannot happen lol. but usually like just ask urself what you'd want and its 8/10 the right answer. but if u have no ideas then, just start with AN APOLOGY (surprise surprise) a heartfelt apology and some promises to do better and be better and all that lame soppy crap, THAT ALWAYS GOES A LONG WAY and then boom.

HOW TO WRITE ANGST: now I could do a whole separate post on how to write angst, since I actually think my angst is stellar. but so I dont bore you, I'll just say for me personally ITS ALL IN THE DIALGOUE. like yeah descriptions go a long with in any form of writing but for a real juicy piece of angst you have to make them verbally fight (or physically fight if u REALLY WANNA GO THERE but we do not beat up eachotehr so no thank you) but yes the key is in the dialogue like and it doesn't have to be long dialogue but a good back and forth argument which REAL EMOTION THATS WHAT COUPLES AND PEOPLE DO.

BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY MY OVERALL POINT IS JUST TRY AND MAKE IT REALISTIC. HOW? ASK YOURSELF "HOW WOULD I FEEL IF THIS HAPPENED TO ME" OBVIOUSLY SOMETIMES THE SITUATIONS ARE FAR FETCHED AS HELL BUT IT SEEMS U GUYS FORGET THAT UR ALSO HUMAN BEINGS JUST AS UR READERS ARE SO.... DO THAT AND ITLL ALL BE FUN.

#VOILA #this wasn't as good as my smut tips DAmn #HAVE I BECOME A SMUT QUEEN #BUT YEAH #HOPE THIS IS SOMEWHAT HELPFUL #IM JUST MAKING THESE TIPS UP AS I GO #SOOOO IF U WANT SOMETHING SPECIFIC OR FOR ME TO EXPAND #THEN I CAN DO THAT #xoxo gossip girl 💋#jeschalynn!#empresshelpsyou!

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libraryofneith · 1 year

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Out of Mind - Chapter 3 (Joel x Reader)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Chapter 4

Summary: With no resources, no allies, and a seriously pissed off Robert after you, you're forced to make a choice that will change your life forever.

Warnings/tags for this chapter: [18+, minors DNI] violence against reader, but I don’t go into too much detail, more of Joel being a dick but it’s kinda justified, more profanity.

"I may be a thief but I honour my word, and I think you will too."

You

Over the years on your own, bouncing from place to place, trying to scrape together a living for yourself, you'd learned how to go unseen. When needed, you could slip from shadow to shadow, watching and waiting, disappearing into dark corners and alleys and emerging the last place anyone would think to look for you. It was what made you such a good thief, it had gotten you out of more scrapes than you cared to remember, it had kept you alive when the odds were stacked against you, and it had completely deserted you tonight.

You stumbled clumsily through street, nook and alley, not paying attention to where you were going, only making sure that you weren't being followed. A stitch tore through your side and the sounds of you gasping for breath echoed through the night as you pressed on unheeding. It wasn't just exhaustion. You were shaken. Tess and Joel had scared you.

You'd really thought you’d had them for a minute, Joel pinned against you, Tess armed but unmoving, but then they'd had to fill your head with all that crap about people hunting you. You weren't an idiot. Most places you'd been, you had a target on your back, and you knew you'd get one here eventually. What you hadn't been expecting was the offer of a safe haven. You hated yourself but part of you believed - or had wanted to believe Tess; the desire to belong, to not have to be constantly looking over your shoulder, to have someone stand up for you winning out over your well-earned scepticism. But in this world anything that seems too good to be true is just that. The minute you'd even contemplated letting down your guard for a second Joel at literally and metaphorically knocked your feet out from under you. Spry for a man his age, can see why Tess likes him so much...

It was stupid. You'd been stupid. And now you were paying the price.

You allowed yourself a quick breather, leaning against some abandoned building that looked like a strong wind would blow it down. You looked again over your shoulder. Didn't look like Tess and Joel were following you.

That was when a hand clamped over your mouth. You flailed helplessly but a strong set of arms pinned your struggling limbs to your sides. Your eyes darted around looking for your attacker but the world went dark as your head was stuffed in a musty smelling sack. Then your hands and legs were tied and you were slung over your someone's shoulders like a bag of potatoes. Your hands squirmed trying to slip their way out of their ties but someone gave a sharp tug.

"Quit it" a harsh voice spat. No southern Texas drawl, so not Joel. This part of town, this time of night, could be anyone. Didn't Tess say you were attracting attention?

You were plunked down unceremoniously on what you were guessing was a chair, the bag ripped off your head, revealing only a dark unlived-in room, empty save for the other chair opposite you and the man whose ass occupied it. Oh shit.

"Robert..."

"You stood me up sweetheart."

"No, I..." you were cut off by a fist plunging into your stomach. Robert's bruiser got ready to land another punch but his boss stopped him.

"Not my fault, I got held up."

"Well you're here now, you got the stuff?"

"Now, we don't want her completely unconscious. What happened?"

"It was stolen." This time it was Robert's fist that connected to your jaw. Lights exploded behind your eyes and you could taste blood.

"Robert please, if you just give me a chance, I'll get it back." The back of a hand - whose hand you couldn't say - struck your cheek, the harsh metal of a ring splitting your skin.

"Even if you could get it back, and I'm not so sure you could - gotta be real with ya babe, this has really shaken my faith in your abilities - whoever stole it from you would probably come looking and it'd be traced back to me. And that's just not worth the trouble, better to cut my losses here."

Your face was on fire. You weren't sure what hurt more, your jaw or your cheek, but dammit if you were walking away empty handed.

"Look Robert, I appreciate you putting your trust in me and I let you down. Maybe I could make it up to you. I'll get you whatever else you want, do you a special discount rate?"

Robert grinned. Fuck what an ugly smile.

"You got a mouth on you. Really starting to get on my nerves. Time to shut you up. Boys..." the two huge men on either side of you stood to attention. "Smash her face in."

You braced yourself, waiting for the first blow when-

"Wait!"

"Tess? Joel?" And just like that, Robert's cool-guy-criminal persona was gone.

"Mind getting your hands off our associate?" Robert shot you and incredulous look.

"She works for you?"

"She's a new recruit, still a lil rough around the edges, breaking her in, you know how it is." You glared but Tess only smirked back. "Anyway, we're responsible for her and all her dealings now."

"So you got what's mine?"

"Jesus Christ yes, we have your stash." She tossed him the anti-depressants.

"All this fuss over a little bag of pills, honestly. I believe seven ration cards was the agreed upon price."

"Make it five for all this unnecessary stress." Joel looked like he was ready to show Robert what he thought of his five but Tess held him back.

"Five it is, and an apology to the girl for being such a fucking baby."

Robert nodded to his men who delicately loosened your bonds, all their previous brutality gone.

"Sorry kid, should've told me who you worked for." You surveyed him in silence, took a deep breath, then spat a bloody gob at his feet. Robert wrinkled his nose in disgust but Tess was pushing you forwards before you could cause anymore trouble.

"Pleasure doing business with you, as always."

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Joel

They walked home in silence.

It was taking them much longer than normal but they needed to hang back for the girl shuffling along beside them.

"You ok kid?" She gave Tess a silent stare. Either she didn't feel the need to answer the question or she couldn't. Her jaw was swelling up angrily while the cut on her cheek wept red blood.

"We'll get you sorted once we get home." Nothing else was said until they were safely inside.

"Joel help her, you're better at it than me."

Wordlessly, he found their leftover whisky and a clean rag.

"Sorry, this is gonna sting a little." She gave him a defiant look but when he started dabbing at the cut on her cheek she took in a sharp breath. "Told ya. You're lucky you won't need stitches.” He remembered seeing Robert's ring stained red from where he'd hit her, the glint of metal underneath the scarlet of her blood and something twisted in his chest. He'd always hated Robert, it wasn't like he didn’t already know what a thug he was, but three guys wailing on a girl half their size... Joel had a sudden urge to go back and find them.

“Tess, do we have any ice left?"

"Just a few cubes. Looks like we're gonna be drinking our liquor lukewarm for now."

He dropped the ice cubes in a plastic bag and held them up to her face.

"Put this on your jaw, it'll help the swelling." For a while she just sat there, keeping her sullen vigil, but as he turned away he heard a quiet thanks.

"She speaks" Tess quipped, hauling herself up from the couch, to sit across from their new resident.

"Can I get your name?" The girl gave what would've been a playful smile if her face wasn't blowing up.

"Ozymandias King of Kings. And you are?" He and Tess must have simultaneously rolled their eyes.

"Funny. Look, if you don't want to give us your real name that's fine, just so long as I have something to call you other than kid."

"I'm not a kid, I’m 27 fucking years old." she whined, giving them a petulant look.

"Then give us a name and we'll stop calling you that."

"Fine." She took a deep breath like she had to force the next words out. "It’s Skye."

"Nice to meet you Skye. Here's how things are gonna work from now on. You're gonna do what we say, when we say it. If you don't know something, you learn quick. If you need help, you ask for it, and you steal for us, not from us. In return you get a cut of whatever we make, you get a roof over your head, and anyone who lays a finger on you answers to us. Sound fair to you?" There's still hesitation in her eyes, but she nods.

"Good. I'm sure we'll all get along swell." Tess gives a pointed look at Joel who's been stood behind her, arms crossed and a glower set in his face the whole time. "Your rooms down the hall, bathroom at the end. Get some sleep, we're gonna want you fresh faced in the morning."

She shuffles off carefully, cautiously, like if she makes one wrong move this will all be snatched away, but eventually she's gone and the minute she is Joel turns on Tess.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

"Girl's got marketable skills."

"She's completely incapable of taking care of herself."

"Not completely, you saw how she was living."

"Completely exposed, taking stupid risks..."

"She'll learn."

"How long is that gonna take, huh? You got time to teach her how to survive the QZ? Cos I sure as hell don't! And until she learns, what's she gonna do if she gets jumped, when she comes across raiders, FEDRA, clickers? Cos if we're responsible for her and she dies..."

"Walls aren't soundproof guys." Both Tess and Joel jump as she reappears from what’s now her room. "Look, I know you guys are taking a pretty big chance on me, and since you’re kinda my only option I'm gonna make it work. I may not know as much as you guys but I can take care of myself, as you should know," she says, staring deliberately at the bite mark still visible on Joel's hand. "I may be a thief but I honour my word, and I think you will too."

"We will."

"No." She cuts Tess off. "I wanna hear it from him."

They hold each other's glare for what feels like hours but finally Joel lets out yet another exasperated sigh.

"Fine." She smiles slightly and holds out her hand. He takes it and she brushes her thumb over the indentations her teeth left in his skin.

"Got yourself a deal."

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As ever, any feedback or support you’re willing to offer is appreciated. Feel Free to like, comment or reblog - or all three if you’re feeling particularly generous.

#the last of us #the last of us hbo #tlou #tlou hbo #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x female oc #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader smut #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters

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cringelordofchaos · 7 months

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Flicker Eduardo headcanons!!

I know almost no one cares except maybe that one flicker fan scrolling through the flicker tag, but idc

(some of these are weird and stupid)

(also when I say "into ___" I don't mean it in a romantic or s##ual context btw)

pansexual demiboy, he/they, name means "Wealthy Guardian" (only thing canon in this post)

Into rock and heavy metal

Introverted

Into cryptozoology

Into 80's horror movies

Teenager, bout 16-18 y/o

Into werewolves

obsessed with stranger things

Deadname is Valentina (based on the fact that he was initially supposed to be called Valentina and have a different design)

Engages with risky (??) and rebellious behaviour

Divorced parents, father had abandoned both them and their mom and his infant sister

Hispanic

Used to be best friends with Alex, drifted apart and now Ed feels bitter Abt him

Not satanic but they are into studying satanism and people devoted to it

Atheist

Into murder mysteries

Quiet in groups at first until he gets to know others in the group better

Plays the guitar (both acoustic and electric)

Horrible at singing, still likes singing

Used to be in a band with Alex, Amethyst and Prasiddhi

Gets absolutely horrible grades in school besides in literature and Spanish

Theater kid

Dumb#ss nerd

Has sooo many earrings and necklaces

Obsessed with many bands (I can't specify which ones bc i don't know sh#t about music,)(actually screw it I'll name a few that my mom likes

Into Metallica, Radiohead, Queen The Door, and other crap like that (I only listen to Radiohead out of these)

Has one of his eyebrows pierced

Has wolf as their fave animal

Kinda insane (don't ask)

Into paranormal stuff

Brave

Determined and stubborn

Street smart

Skateboards

All about self expression

Known as the quiet kid or the weirdo in school

Likes to go outside at night

Halloween is their fave holiday

Quiet in relation to his negative opinions regarding others

Secretly a MLP + STH fan

Can get bored and distracted easily

Into parkour and tree + rock climbing

Spiritually in the 80's

A really good older sib figure

Attachment issues, fears being abandoned so sometimes they push other people away first, other times he is a bit clingy and desperate

Uses the peace ✌️ and rock 🤘sign quite often

Embraces weirdness

Will always protect and defend people he cares about

Can be kinda rude but also really kind?

Often does the chores in the house, kinda tired from that + schoolwork

Now that Alex isn't their friend anymore, they're just kind of the loner in their class (before he gets sent to the Flicker game)

When the flicker game first starts, he like most people just think it's a run, fake murder mystery game, but one night (a bitttt early on) when they were supposed to get killed they managed to flee and escape into the woods, everyone thinking he's dead

Always puts up a fight when needed

Used to crush on alex and still cares about him as much as he refuses to admit it

Swears a moderate amount

Winks often (ok these HCs sre getting very mundane... um)

Ends up getting along well with most of the flicker players

He constantly feels like HE has to work for everyone (like their mom, having to do chores and upkeep his grades), and although they're very loyal they're also reasonably tired

The start of the flicker game has actually been one of the happiest periods in his life in some time

Can be impulsive

Fidgets often

In classes they barely do anything

Master at solving Rubik's cube

Pretty chill most of the time actually

Into video games too, primarily indie horror and visual novel

Him and Rosalie bicker often

Really wants to be independent, competent and responsible to prove they don't need anyone

They give me Lucas Sinclair and Drew from TMF vibes for sum reason??

Is neurodivergent (bpd, adhd, maybe sumth else idk)

...

Wtf even is this... I'm literally the worst flicker fan to ever exist I'm so sorry

#roblox #rblx #flicker #roblox flicker #flicker roblox #headcanons #im so so sorry #flicker Eduardo

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rayisatadbitcrazy · 4 months

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XVI The Tower

silly little secret life fic about lizzie dying that I haven't posted to ao3 yet

Fandom: Secret Life SMP

Characters: Ldshadowlady, Dangthatsalongname (Scott smajor)

General tags/warnings: Major character death, canon compliant, angst, trying to kill a man just cause your husband asked you to

Word count: 1424

Lizzie smiled as she hopped down the steps, her space buns grazed the cold stone. The target followed behind her, every few steps she cranes her back to look at Scott.

“Lizzie,” he didn't sound nervous. Good. False sense of security or something, “We've been friends for a long time.”

Oh? “We have.” The rough granite provided a good break of emotionless gray.

Scott took a breath, Lizzie could almost feel the staircase closing in on them as tension cut through the air, “I need you to be honest with me.”

“Yes.” Honestly, she didn't frame it as a question, a warm welcome for Scott to continue speaking. Something short. Something to just show she was listening.

“If I walk in here am I gonna die?”

“If you walk in? Like–do you think it's trapped?” She hadn't actually thought about that. What if it was trapped? She didn't trap it, but that wouldn't stop someone who'd been spending a lot of time in the end from trapping the end portal.

“Maybe.”

“Do you want me to go first?” Jeez, how long is this staircase? It seemed to go on forever, “And I'll show you it's not.”

“Eh, I think I want to go first.”

“You want to go first.” The smile was evident in her voice, although she could be far from happy, “Okay, you go first.”

Finally, they made it to the portal, Lizzie had become quite desensitized to the glow and whispers that came off from the eyes in the frame. It was creepy. But Lizzie loved creepy. And cute things. Cute-creepy! The portal was creepy-creepy, though.

“I can't believe I'm fulfilling all of my dreams by having people come to the end and my slumber party! Why couldn't everyone do this last week?” She sighed as she stepped up the stone brick stairs, a black void filled the middle of the portal, specks of green and blue and purple came out from it.

They nodded at each other, promising to see each other on the other side as they jumped into the slimy substance that transported them to the end.

The purple atmosphere greeted her, her heels clicked as she landed on the obsidian platform. This has proven to be a dangerous place, when she'd been here before to watch the dragon fight.

Scratch that thought. This whole world had proven to Lizzie that it was unforgiving.

She was murdered. That wasn't kind or fair. She didn't deserve any of the crap she got slapped with last week. Today she swore revenge on everyone.

Everyone but Joel. Joel. That's why she's here. To kill Scott for Joel.

Scott was already across the cobblestone bridge that led from the floating stone to the main island. The yellowy endstone was bright in contrast to the almost ashy-purple air, she squinted as she balanced across the two-block wide bridge.

Click. Click. Click.

“Ah, do you remember when we were last here, and the Ender Dragon was here? Wasn't it great?” She reminisced, following Scott up a makeshift staircase that had been mined out for the sake of easy access to the mainland.

Scott held out a hand, helping Lizzie up before she took off running, “Now follow me, just over here!”

Lizzie laughed, leading Scott to the furthest cliff side of the floating island. Honestly, she would've thought Scott smarter than this. Following a red name, to the end, to the void, to the edge overlooking certain death, was kinda stupid.

Oh well, if he wanted to make her job easy she wouldn't complain.

“There's something I need you to see!”

“To be fair, this works for me,” Scott's monotone voice almost echoed here. “because Jimmy's been hunting me down all day. So…”

“Oh yeah, he's never gonna find you here!” She bounced, leaning up and down on her heels as she waited for Scott to catch up. “Nobody is ever going to find you here!”

Scott laughed, his hand shot up to cover his mouth and his eyes crinkled as he closed them, “Why'd you say it like that?”

“Say it like what?”

He looked away, the beginnings of a sentence he'd never finish left his mouth.

“Okay! Follow me!”

This part of the island ended in a point overlooking the vast emptiness of purple. Just purple.

“Oh, this looks like the edge of the world.”

“Yeah it's just down here, “ Lizzie fished an ender-pearl out from her bag, holding it in her hand. “Follow me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, follow me. It's just–is it?” She peered over the edge, pretending to search for something specific. She only found a void.

“I don't think I want to.”

“It is! It's right there!”

Scott is smart. Whatever she thought before was a lie. He walked over, water bucket in hand, “Can I place some water down? To be safe?”

“I was gonna give you an ender-pearl to be safe!” She huffed, holding up the small crystal-like balls.

“Oh, yeah? That'd be good. Yeah, I'll take that.”

“Just in case. Here's the ender-pearl.” She dropped it down on the edge of the cliff, watching with wide eyes as Scott swiftly went to collect the item.

The moment he turned his back, she grabbed her axe and swung, the metal of her weapon clanked against his diamond shoulder plate, leaving a wicked dent in the blue armor.

“Lizzie!” He gasped, slipping past her.

“Oh.” She looked guiltily at her feet, shifting them slightly. “This has not gone very well.”

“You did three hearts of damage!”

Oh! “Wow! That's quite a lot!” She swooped in and attacked again, this time she didn't hit as hard as she meant to, leaving a scratch on an elbow pad he wore.

She almost hit him off the edge. She saw the fear in his eyes. And oh gods. It was delicious. Fear and tension fed her as her eyes darted all around Scott. Pairs of glowing purple eyes shine from behind him.

If she killed Scott, not only would Lizzie be getting revenge for herself, but she'd be helping Joel. It was a win-win for the only two important people involved.

“That was one heart of damage.”

“Oh…” She looked down, “That's not a lot…”

“No–” Scott tried to begin, but was shoved to the side.

Lizzie screamed, large hands gripped her throat. She met Scott's gaze for a moment before she was thrown backwards. Her elbows scrapped the uneven ground, cutting open the skin that grazed the stone. Her blood stained the ground as she slid across it and off the edge. She tried her best to grip the side, but the creature came for her throat once more.

The enderman banged her against the ground, beating her face into the stone. She wildly gripped for something—anything—ws she got pushed closer and closer over the sudden edge of the island. It grabbed onto her as they fell into the void, forcing its hands around her throat. Tears welled up in her lashes, she clutched the goopy item in her hand, the calming blue-green failed to do anything.

She stared at it in its ugly distorted face, its glowing purple eyes, stunning it for enough time to push it away from her.

She fell, only being able to attempt to catch her breath as the creature flailed just next to her, more concerned with the fact that the was void eating away at it than how Lizzie glanced at it.

Scott stared down at Lizzie as she fell, watching as the oxygen left her lungs and the void consumed her.

Her hands were the first things to numb in the cold, turning purple. It hurt. It hurt so badly.

This is all a bad dream, she decided. All a bad dream.

She's going to wake up at her sleepover, the whole server surrounding her, Joel holding her hand, cake with candles in the middle of her house.

The tingling pain moved from her fingertips to her bloody elbows, then her shoulders and chest. Her lungs collapsed. She couldn't breathe. The creature had stopped screaming. Maybe it accepted its death.

She couldn't think straight, the lack of oxygen got to her, making her dizzy. She had to force her eyes to stay open.

The ender-pearl! She knew it wouldn't work, but she tried anyway. Throwing it as hard as she could, up at the island.

This was embarrassing. Her whole life was embarrassing.

The last thing she heard was an explosion, muffled by the noise of the wind in her ears.

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