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kcrossvine-art · 1 year

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hi friends! :D y'all voted and fought neck and neck for this SO- heres the first entry into our little cooking journey of J. R. R. Tolkeins fictional food for his fictional little guys he puts in fictional turmoils for our enjoyment and awe!

Before we get started i wanna say i owe my heart to all the LotR fans who upkeep the wiki, debate the cannon, and create their own versions of the foods mentioned. Both because of my love for people who LOVE (passionate people)(passion about anything) and because my own knowledge of this series is a little dusty. I've never seen the movies but I did read the books growing up. I'll be learning and remembering things from a fairly newbie standpoint, so no worries if you yourself arent familiar with the series! (and if you are familiar, hopefully youll forgive me!)

We will be making Lembas ('waybread') today! If you've made your own version of this please feel free to share it, similarly if you have any ideas for what we make next!

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to Lembas?” YOU MIGHT ASKWell so the funny thing is we kinda dont know. At least not entirely? The elves are dicks like that. But heres what we'll be using in ours-

Butter

Self-rising flour

Granulated Sugar

Raisins

A small dried fruit of your choosing

Almonds OR Pecans

EGG

Whole Milk

Heavy Cream

And if you would like for dipping-

Blackberry jam

To the extent i understand this is kinda like hardtack from the bri'ish military, but a fantastical version of it that actually tastes really good. Hardtack was a military provision with the texture of a brick that took a long time to spoil and could be easily carried with soldiers. So the texture we're going for is super dense, packed full with nuts and fruits (haha just lik-), but perhaps not that dense. We want something closer to a dog biscuit than actual tack.

I remembered something about corn being mentioned, thankfully the wiki clarified that no actually the british just referred to any grain as corn back in the day. Thank Fuck! Although I would like to try a version of this using masa in the future.

AND, “what does Lembas taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASK

Took a few tries but eventually got it perfectly chewy and dense

The raisins cook-in like little beads of flavortown sweetness

Cant speak for other fruits but for dried apple it softened up nicely, kinda matching the raisins in the end

Im a big pecan slut, pecans fuck on anything especially here. Crumble them on top after you coat the dough with the egg-mixture for some visual appeal

Somewhat flakey outside

The jam was my idea, it was nice but might be too sweet for some tastes

Would pair very well with a kiwi flavored drink

Or mead

I can see why this would a travelling provision. Its both sugary (a good thing when expending energy) and filling (also a good thing when youre travelling) while not being overwhelming with flavor (if youre prone to motion sickness. Horse sickness? Do get motion sickness on horses?)

Its like how if you're going hiking you want a good mix of sugars and salts, to balance your intake of water.

. If you wanna make it like the illustrations or the movie, use a cookie cutter for either triangles or squares . If you don't have a cookie cutter, an apple cutter also works ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ . try to keep the board you'll roll the dough out onto chilled before you use it, it seems better for the texture of the food though i dont entirely know why

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So from beginning to end, it took about an hour and half for the first attempt. Down to about 40 minutes for the second attempt. These are a real simple recipe because its not like a croissant where the margin for error is nonexistent. Middle-earth be damned my boy can work a grill.

I'd recommend storing in a tubberware container, but if you're deadset on using leaves please rinse and dry them first, and wrap the bread in either wax paper or saran wrap underneath. We dont have mallorn leaves in real life (as far as we know) but most salad greens should work, or as Marie Porter says (linked in the reblogs!) a banana leaf.

I really enjoyed the process of making this recipe, itd be really easy to batch-bake these en masse, and the process of eating said recipe. Like all jokes aside, i think this would be a great substitute for trailmix. Its not going to get smushed and even if it breaks a bit it wont affect the taste. It wont keep you fed for a whole day but pair it with some pickles or a salty snack and yeah itll keep your motor running.

I give this recipe a solid 10/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) Let me know if you think I got something wrong, or if you ran into issues with the recipe. We're off to a strong start, lads!

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Ingredients:

6 TBSP butter, chilled

2 cups self-rising flour

1 TBSP granulated sugar

½ cup raisins

½ other dried fruit (strawberry slices, oranges, etc.), chopped

Handful of almonds or pecans, chopped

1 egg, well beaten

½ cup whole milk

4 TBSP heavy cream

Method:

Preheat your oven to 400 f.

Cut the butter into slivers/small pieces. With your hands, combine the butter into the flour in a mixing bowl until the mixture resembles coarse sand.

Chop your dried nuts and dried fruit until it feels right.

Mix in the sugar, raisins, nut, and dried fruit of your choosing

In a seperate bowl, beat the egg until combined, and then mix in the milk until combined. Keep a bit of this mixture to brush the tops of the bread.

Stir while adding the egg/milk mixture and the heavy cream into the flour. Mix just until combined into a soft dough.

Knead the dough until firm on a floured surface.

Roll into a half inch thickness and cut with a square or leaf shaped cookie cutter. (...or in my case, an apple corer).

Place on a lightly greased baking sheet, with about an inch of space between each piece. Brush the tops of the lembas with some of the mixture you saved earlier.

Bake for about 15-20 minutes, or until it turns a soft gold and the inside is chewy.

#cross cooks lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien #lotr art

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drchucktingle · 1 year

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favorite author i have never read

hey there buckaroos thank you for all the DEEP DISCUSSIONS we are having a great time here on tumblr. thought today i could make a post that is slightly more difficult its not all sunshine days ahead and requires a little introspection. LOOK AT US we have all arrived here together through trust and love and i think we can keep this going. chuck made this post on other platforms years ago and i think it was said very well then and led to some good discussion, so i am going to repost here. okay lets go deep bud here we go:

i would like to spend moment today talking about common joke i hear online (and even too my face at conventions). this is jokerman way i hear ALL the dang time: 'chuck tingle is my favorite author i have never read' or less jokerman way but of ‘i have never read his books but i love chuck tingle'.

first of all, THANK YOU buds. this is not way of call out post to make you feel bad, i appreciate your way and understand you are trying to support. this is not attack on your message and from bottom of chucks heart THANK YOU.

BUT i have to say something about this. please consider what you are saying when you post this. would you send this as message to STEPHEN KING or NEIL GAIMAN or NK JEMISIN? i doubt this. it would seem VERY RUDE to message other authors. just imagine trotting up to a writer and saying ‘i would NEVER read your books haha’ but it is sent to chuck all the dang time.

obvious reason buds say it to chuck is that i am queer author with a unique way. yes i write in realm of wild fantasy and erotic pairings, but by saying ‘i have never read chuck BUT' you are really saying 'i am posting my support of this but PLEASE DONT THINK I AM REALLY INTERESTED IN THIS PERSONALLY.' there are similar distasteful jokes that i will not repeat involving saying 'no bud on bud pounds' after a sentence that works in similar way.

is sexual art really that bad? is queer art really that embarrassing? is unusual outsider art really that funny?

it is one thing if your preferred pound is not one of chucks tinglers, that is TOTALLY FINE BUD, but if you are an adult i would say 'is it REALLY that scary to read a book about a way of sex that is not yours? is it that difficult to think that something that seems silly to you could actually MOVE YOU in an important way? do you HAVE to disconnect yourself from lgtbqia art with a 'but i don't read this myself?'

keep in mind, there are gay tinglers, there are asexual tinglers, there are trans tinglers, there are select your own timeline tinglers, there are horror tinglers. TINGLERS FOR EVERY TASTE. the thing that buds are often REALLY saying with ‘favorite author i have never read’ is ‘this is WEIRD and dont be confused because im NOT WEIRD IM COOL DONT THINK I ACTUALLY LIKE THIS’. funny enough even the proudly fun and wild and unique buckaroos will STILL say this line, maybe without taking time to think of what it means or how rude it is?

WHY would you never read a chuck book? because my way is queer? because it is neurodivergent? even if that is not there reason or even if YOUR ARE ALSO PERSONALLY QUEER AND NEURODIVERGENT TOO, think about what the joke is IMPLYING.

is sincerely enjoying something thats kind of unusual that difficult? do we really have to slather it in irony and ‘so bad its good?’ before reposting?

in closing as man name of chuck i will say you can still make this joke if you want buckaroos i know you are just having a good time proving love in your own way. i am not upset with you bud and i appreciate your support in any way you give it. there are some buckaroos who just CANT AFFORD tinglers and that is an important way i understand as well. obviously this conversation does not apply to those buds. but for the rest of us trotting along, MAYBE think about what you are really saying with this jokerman way first, and MAYBE try cracking open a tingler because you might be surprised. its not that scary bud. thank you for listening

being sincere is VERY COOL and VERY PUNK ROCK. i encourage all buckaroos out there to give it a try.

LOVE IS REAL

#chuck tingle #tingleverse #art theory #queer #lgbtqia #outsider art #neurodivergent #autism #irony #sincerity #love is real #favorite author i have never read

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keen-li · 5 months

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Marmalade | jjk | teaser

Teaser.

Pairings: fuck boy jk x fem reader.

Brother's best friend jk, fuckboy jk, college student reader.

Synopsis: "I won't tell your brother as long as we keep fucking"

MDNI 18+

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When you saw him sitted on the couch like he owned it, you wanted to throw yourself against a wall.

What was he doing here, you knew he was your Brother's friend but you didn't know they were this close. Before you two fucked he never used to come over, but now its become like he's second home.

You keep your ears open to their conversation just in case he mentions you. The last thing you want is your brother finding out you fucked his friend. He'd kill you.

You gave him a warning glare not to say anything when you passed through where they were chatting. But he grinned at you like it was funny or like he didn't care.

"Excuse me" jungkook says to your brother and leaves him with the other guys.

You're in the kitchen making yourself something to eat when he walks in. Your eyes widen and look to see if your brother might be following behind him. He's not.

"You good?" He asks hands in his pocket as he approaches the counter.

"Yeah except for the fact that you're in my house" you whisper shout.

"I'm here to see your brother" he eyes you daringly " and maybe get a better angle of that ass"

You scoff at his audacity.

"Jungkook you and me arent doing this. It was just a one time thing "

He raises his brow, "Well except for when we did it for the second, third, four-" he says counting and you hit him with a dish cloth.

"Okay I get it" you sigh and he smirks.

"I just don't want my brother to find out about it" you confess.

"And he won't "

"How can you guarantee that?"

"I think we should just stop it" your hand rubs your arm gently.

"You're sure?" He asks with a suspiciously raised brow, teasing in his tone.

"Yeah" you say confident and sure.

"Well then I'm gonna have to tell your brother" your eyebrows farrow in confusion.

"Why would you do that," you say but he simply shrugs and and chuckles. That frustrates you so much, he doesn't even care.

"Please don't tell my brother " you resort to pleading.

"I won't..." He says sounding to easy of a reply

"I won't tell your brother as long as we keep fucking. " His half lidded eyes lift to meet your shocked ones. And he's very serious you can see. You roll your eyes scoffing. Jungkook remembers how you were rolling your eyes just last night but for a more pleasurable reason.

"Are you blackmailing me?"

He licks his rosy lips. "No, cause you want it too"

"I know you still wanna fuck" he's not wrong, you do. The reason why you didn't want to was cause you were afraid he'd tell. But now that he's said he won't tell, you cant say no.

"Fine" you give in causing him to smile victoriously.

"I swear I won't tell on you"

Marmalade ch 1

#fanfic #jungkook #jeon jungguk #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jeon jungkook #jungkook au #jungkook angst #jeon jungkoooook #bts jungkook #jungkook and reader #jungkook jeon #jungkook smut

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memospacexx · 6 months

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If you can and want to, would you please do another Mammon request? One of his personal fizzies got pushed off his web for clapping for Fizzerolli. Maybe the reader is the replacement fizzie (or maybe the other Fizzie who held his popcorn and fan) and it’s all about their experiences attending to Mammon at home and at Mammon Theatre?

From my understanding; your asking for a what if! What if reader was one of the fizzbots, this will be short but i can do another version if asked <3

HELLUVA BOSS SPOILERS FOR THE NEWEST EPISODES!

(Sorry for spelling mistakes :(()

Sitting on the spiderweb-like chair, you stare in amusement, the new contestants this year were surley an intresting group

With a sigh you look over to your left, a robo-fizzie, it looked back at you with a smile, not that it can do anything but smile.

You were about to say something till a cloud of smoke appeared and a familiar green smoke and a familiar ‘cha-ching!’ Sound was heard

You waved your hand over your face, getting rid of the smoke, with a cough you look up to see mammon, the sin of greed, munching on a drumstick

You raise a brow, wondering where the hell he got that from, but keep quiet, you were there to be his ‘right hand man’ afterall, but you never did any actual work, its just an excuse for mammon to have you in his vision 24/7. Hes quite the possesive prick

“Waddya think bout this year’s contestants sweets?” He says with glee, turning to you, with a ring of bells because of his hat

“Pretty sure Fizzarolli will win again” you say with a hum

Suddenly the popcron you wereholding dissapears from your grasp

“Theres gals down there too, you think they could make it to the finals? Women aint that funny ya know” he says, munching on the popcron

“Dont say that, they could be the new face of your business, who knows” you lightly scold

“Ya just said fizz would winf” he says with a full mouth

“Hey man i cant predict the future” you huff

“Well-“ Mammon was cut off by the sound of singing, the preformance is about to start

He shoves the popcron back into your hand and lays back with a smirk

You roll your eyes and start using the fan you held in your other hand

[time skip to fizz’s FINAL preformance]

“Dont worry folks- im sure Fizzarolli is just getting prepaired for his grand- fuckin preformance-“ mammon says with rage, checking the stage. Suddenly the stage fills with blue smoke, and Fizzarolli appears.

Mammon smirks and teleports back to the web, pulling you closer by the waist and using the fizz as an arm rest

You watched nervously as fizz’s, entertaining yet scary preformance, scary cause hes dissing the SIN of GREED but you look over to the your left, his hand still on your waist, hes laughing. Is he that slow????

“Wonder what all this fuckins about” he jests (haha jester joke)

A small portal appeared, “its about you” Asmodeus says

“Hah??” He says looking back at the closing portal

As the preformance progresses you see where this is going, by the end of it, thats the only time mammon even realized it was about him-

“mammon you sad sack of shit!”Fizz says with no remorse, the crowd goes silent.

Suddenly you hear a crackle of electricity, staring at the angered demon, you gulp, you liked fizz, he was cool, he might die today tho. Yikes

The robofizz to his right claps and he pushes it off the web, you cough into your fist and look away.

He teleports away to argue with fizz, cause apparently that song was his notice. He quits

‘Its about time’ you thought to yourself. Eating the left over popcorn mammon didnt eat (he threw up on the other bot that he pushed down)

You sigh and look down at the shit show that is mammon and Asmodeus arguing.

#helluva boss asmodeus #mammon x reader #helluva boss mammon x reader #fizzaroli helluva boss #mammom helluva boss #fizz and ozzie mentioned #theyre so cute #helluva boss spoilers #helluva boss season two #helluva boss ozzie #helluva boss #helluva boss season 2 #helluva boss mammon #helluva boss x reader #.memospace

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luna0713hunter · 7 months

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I saw request are open so can I request something!? So I read about this lipbam challenge so I'd like to request reader doing lipbalm challenge with Zoro where she (reader) wears blindfold and she asks Zoro to puts lipbalm on his lips and reader guesses the flavour of lipbalm by kissing him. At first reader tries really hard to guess the flavor so Zoro gets annoyed that she is paying more attention to challenge than kisses so at the end he kisses her so hard that she blanks out from how good it was. And in the end they just make out lol

Thank you!

Author's note : ask and you shall receive!! 👀 Cant say im not invested in this!!!i havent seen this challenge but I'll do my best to write it!!hope you'll enjoy!

Lipbalm challenge

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Warnings : pet names, slightly suggestive,needy!Zoro cause why not

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"ok!you ready?"

You hear a sigh from your right side and turn your head in his direction. You narrow your eyes from behind the blindfold and playfully slap the direction you think his arm is supposed to be.

"hey!be more excited about this!"

"why the hell would i?"

"cause its cute and romantic!we never do anything romantic together,this is a great chance to spice things up."

When Zoro stays silent,you just know he's giving you his usual judgmental look. You tug at his shirt (or maybe its his pants,who knows) and give him your best pouting face.

"let's just start?please?"

You hear him sight tiredly and smile; Although he always complains,Zoro can never say no to you.

You hear the sound of the lid of the lipbalm opening,and you start swinging your feet and making the hammock to move slightly. You feel so excited,that when Zoro asks if you're ready you nod your head without missing a beat.

Then in the darkness surrounding your vision,you feel a pair of soft,soft lips on your own. But before you can lost in the sensation,you dart your tongue out and taste the lipbalm on Zoro's lips.

When you pull away (slightly out of breath and cheeks now colored pink) you grin and lick your own lips, "Strawberry!"

You feel Zoro pause,and then another lid opening.

"yeah,it was strawberry."

You grin happily and wait impatiently for the next one.

Watermelon

Peach

Lemon?

That must've been vanilla

You're so focused on guessing each taste right,that you dont even notice Zoro pause for a little bit too long and scowling at your blindfolded form. The way you keep paying more attention to the fucking lip balm,and ignoring him,has his frown deepening.

So he sets aside the stupid lip balms,and when you feel his breath on your lips and hear no sound of opening lids,you tilt your head, slightly confused.

"Zoro? what're you-"

Then his lips particularly devour yours.

You let out a surprised noise;having to wrap your arms around his neck to stop yourself from falling backwards. His hands grip your hips to pull you impossibly closer.

Zoro kisses you like he's trying to steal the breath right out of your lungs.

When it becomes too much,you start slapping his chest lightly to signal him you cant breath. He presses his lips to the base of your throat and your voice hitches.

"Z-Zoro," you stutter;not being able to form a coherent response when the kisses on your skin becomes much more heated, "what's -what's gotten into you?"

He grumbles a response against your skin and you card your fingers through his hair to get his attention.

"babe,talk to me."

"its the damn lipbalms."

Your eyebrows shoot high on your forehead as you take his face in your hands and look at him with confusion.

"what about them?"

"you were fucking paying more attention to them than me."

The answer has you blinking,once, twice,before suddenly bursting into a fit of laughter.

Zoro scowls at you and hovers above you as you drop back on the hammock.

"what's so damn funny?'

Using the hands on his cheeks,you pull him down again to press a loving kiss to his lips.

"its how adorable you are when you're jealous."

"i wasn't jealous-"

"over lipbalms no less!!"

He scowls even harder,but when you press another kiss to his forehead and then lips,his eyes softens the way it always does when he's with you,and your heart feels so full.

"how about we ditch dinner so i can make it up to you, Mr.Handsome?"

Zoro looms over you more and presses his chest to yours,and you shiver as you feel his breath right next to your ear.

"i suggest you forget about breakfast too then. Cause I feel really wounded,and I'm not planning to let you go anytime soon."

And when his lips are on yours once again,you think you should do these challenges more.

Because needy Zoro,will always be your favorite.

#opla zoro roronoa x reader #opla zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader #one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader

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elstoy · 5 months

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about that last pierced!ellie ask its finneee im sure anything you would have written would be amazing 💗💗 I think ur drabbles depict the perfect amount of detail in such a smooth way and r very easy to visualize, little stories that latch onto my mind n just cannot stop thinking abt them hours after the first read !! honestly ur kinda one of my role models when it comes down to some smutty vocabulary and writing drabbles in general ౨ৎ love you lots.

on that note i cant stop thinking abt the one sucking her strap drabble u did a few days ago like ughh she would get actually so lost and sex–drunken watching you suck her off. maybe even when the reader has the dom role 🙏🙏

i am????? u r literally one of the best if not THE best ellie writer on here oh my god i’m so flattered!! ur storytelling and smut are top notch like an actual novel wtf <3

to ur point though… giving subtop ellie strap head is making my mind so fuzzy.

teasing her relentlessly while crouching down to get on ur knees… perhaps being a tad mean and teasing with it as well since u know she likes it when ur a little evil. example a would be making fun of her sweet blush when you pull her plastic shaft out of her jeans. a sweet coo of “such a pretty dick, els” would definitely make her knees buck. and funny thing is she knows it’s not technically a part of her (infact you picked it out yourself) but when you talk about it like it is… arghhh her brain quite literally melts and her hole starts fluttering. with a murmur of “awwh, am i making you nervous? hm?”, she’d be so scared to let her guard, her “tough guy” act down, that she’d probably chuckle nervously and avert her gaze to the side, muttering a lowly “aha, no”. so you’d have to (quite literally) peel her guard down by peeling her jeans and her boxers off of her thighs, which would leave them hung loosely below her little rump. as soon as you purse your lips and have her cock kiss your bottom one, she’d be bucking her hips forward like a dog in heat. you’d coo gently, “betcha’ wanna see it down my throat” which makes her heart and clit thump like crazy. n she’d be quiet as fuck and keep her wordcount down to a zero except for those harsh shaky breaths and grunts. you’d slide her dick in your mouth and down your throat and pinch her thighs and asscheeks whenever she fails eye contact cause her lids keep on closing. she’d probably get off on the sounds of your gags and your teary eyes and cum while holding her breath and having a tight grip on ur scalp. ends up fucking the shit out of ur throat cuz it makes her strap base bump against her achy clit. i know i said she wouldn’t be talking cuz too shy but when she orgasms she definitely grunts “suck. it.” acting like she’s in charge or something :/.

the type to run to the gc and message “srry couldn’t respond just got head” and delete it immediately after.

i need to write a longer detailed drabble sigh.

#꒰｡•ॢ༝ ｡�� ˚◞💌 : astralnymphh #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams concept #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie x you

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markiemelon · 5 months

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hii! i just found out about your blog! i wanted to request something but i also wanted to compliment your work! you have the writing style that pulls me in so that i really read the story word for word (most of the time i just skim through the entire fic to just get to the ending lol) so thank you for existing and writing these stories. they feel like a big hug! keep up the good work, i will definetly read your work in the future and catch up on your other work that i havent gotten to yet!

as for my request haha, i was wondering if you could write for jeno? im a sucker for soft jeno, but i cant really find anything that isnt wayyy too cringey. tbh soft jeno is very rare i feel like *sobs*

like, jeno is a really cold boyfriend who doesnt really show his affection, and even when he does, he doesnt admit it. for example, when he prepares a gift for you, he puts it in a place where a lot of people can access, so that you dont know that its him. haha and then when you ask him abt it, he pretends he has no idea what ur talking abt.

the only time that jeno is soft and cuddly is when ur abt to sleep or when hes sleepy.

can u js write abt jeno being exceptionally cuddly one day in bed, and the reader is really surprised?

also maybe jeno confesses abt sweet things hes done for reader in the past?

if ur not interested, please ignore! i know i wrote a lot haha, sorry.

bye!

@dungiewungie you are the sweetest. im so flattered. thank you for reading my stories!!!! thank youuu!!! so much!!!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

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☆ genre. flufffff + no warnings

☆ pairings. jeno x gn!reader

{11:55 pm ~ ♡}

you and jeno didn’t live together, but somehow he always found a way back to your place. he loved staying with you. he loved the way that the pillows smelled of your shampoo and how your perfume lingered on the silky sheets…

side by side, you and jeno lied in your bed, heads sunken into your pillows.

“yn, why do you have so many pillows? we can barely fit on this bed.”

he was right, you did have way too many pillows, but you liked piling them up and burring yourself to feel cozy.

he tried to throw some off to the side of the bed but you wouldn’t let him. “noo. i need all of them.”

jeno rolled his eyes and pretended to act annoyed. he shuffled around a bit to get comfortable despite drowning in the fluffiness around him. the two of you lied in silence for a moment.

“talk to me.” he said.

“talk to you?” you answered.

“yeah. it helps me sleep.” his voice was quiet.

your lips stretched past your teeth as you thought of all the things you could talk to jeno about. you figured now would be the perfect time to confront him about something since he couldn’t really go anywhere...

“remember that time you got jealous when my secret admirer sent me flowers?”

“yeah… “ he said shyly. “also..i gave you those flowers.” he confessed, a bit hesitantly. “that was before we started dating so i was kind of embarrassed.” jeno rubbed the nape of his neck.

he avoided looking at you; he was just too flustered to.

hearing that made your cheeks light up. “jenooooooo!” you wanted to give him the biggest hug, but you knew he hated your cuteness aggression. so you just told him how adorable he was, and went back to drifting off to sleep…

“yn. come here.”

your head perked up as you gladly placed yourself the closest you could to jeno while still lying side-by-side.

“no” he said, “here.”

jeno put his arm around your back, and pulled your head to rest on top of his chest. “i meant here.”

you didn’t say anything, you just giggled to yourself as you thought about how funny it was that out of all the pillows you had to choose from, he was the softest one.

thank you thank youuu for requesting! i haven’t had much time to write so I’m sorry this took soooo long. i really hope you like it ♡

-🍉

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all444miles · 10 months

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Hiii, I just saw that you were doing requests so I was wondering if you could do e-42 miles with black readers hair? Like helping her pick out different braiding and natural styles, maybe some wash day headcanons as well?

— TOUCH MY HAIR

— pairing: e-42 miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: just miles loving you and your hair ‹3 — a/n: tyyyy for this req, i am squealing rn + i alr had this idea in my prompt list but u gave me a reason to start it !! ‹3 my hcs always got miles saying sum outta pocket then the reader calls him out then he goes “my fault”, its a lil funny motif ima keep on adding 😭 also the n word is used a bit in this, js sayin!! enjoy ♡ ᖭི(ˊᗜˋ*)ᖫྀ

we all know n we've established this, miles is more than happy to pay for ur shit, esp if its your hair.

he wouldn't think twice before sending you the money for you to get your hair done. he wont listen or care if you say no, either.

"miles, bae, why u sendin me 200?" "what else? so you can get your hair done, mami." "baby, you know damn well that's too much." "buy yourself some other stuff too, if you wanna, but that money yours now, i ain't takin it back." "you.. you do too much." "mhm, make sure to show me a pic of when you get it done, you heard?"

he's always your hype man, for sure.

i got a feeling he a major fan of faux locs or boho/godess braids, so if you got that on? he'll fold.

"dayum ma, that shit looks good." "i cant even lie, Aaliyah did real good on this. she sure was tryna make me go broke though.." "worth every cent, cuz you look fine as hell with them faux locs." "miles." "im just saying, mami, your hair, like.. lord have mercy." "miles!" "my fault, i ain't lying though."

when your hair’s all natural, he loves to watching you style your hair for school, events, etc.

one time you let him style your hair, and you couldn’t even lie, it actually looked pretty good.

“these edges.. how do y'all do this shit every day?” “miles, baby, it ain’t that hard. look, lemme show you.”

you had to show him a quick tiktok tut on how to do edges, took him 2 videos before he got it 😭

“see that? like a c shape, and swoop it.” “..like this?” “yeah! you gotta do that like, 4 more times though.” “ay, dios mio. (oh my God). Mama, i ain’t doing allat.”

and wash day? his absolute favorite.

(short drabble ahead!)

Good Days by SZA played from Miles' speaker, blasting in the background, the gentle splashes of the warm water from the shower onto your curls.

You relaxed, your head leaning back further into the bathtub, your lover grabbing your scalp massager and rubbing it into your scalp carefully, shampoo mixed in, the rest of your products on the end corner of your bathtub.

"Ma, you know you really needed this wash. Your hair was tangled as shit, like a lion or sum.” he says, laughing halfway through his sentence. You scoff at him jokingly, "Miles, when you have hair as long and thick as mine, you can violate my hair."

Miles protested, adding the conditioner to your hair, setting your scalp massager aside. "Baby, my hair is basically almost as long as yours."

"Yeah, almost." you spoke, putting your fingers up to his face in pinching motion, the gems on your acrylics just an inch close to touching his nose, a grin on your face. He backed up, pushing your hands out of his face, continuing your wash routine. "Princesa, lemme finish washing yo hair without your hands all up in my face."

About 3 and a half hours later, your hair was washed and in overnight twists with your bonnet on. You laid with Miles in your bed, legs on top of each others, tired.

"Y'know, you actually good at dealin' wit my hair." you spoke, giving Miles a kiss on his forehead. “When you got a mama like mine, you pretty much have to.” Miles chuckled, shaking his head. “You should let me do it more often.” You smiled in response.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck, slowly dozing off by the way you'd play with the silk of his durag. "I love you Miles."

He mumbled words once again into your neck, half asleep, but you knew what he said.

"I love you more, mi vida."

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deathbxnny · 11 months

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RARARARARARA HIYA MOOT 😈😈

Time for me to request!!! If youre requests r on ✌️✌️

Anyways

Yanqing, Bronya, Blade, Gepard with a reader whose like "i cant fight!" And then proceeds to do a zhongli ult (you know what i mean bestie 😌) sorry if its vaguely described idk how to describe it..

Wowoowowowow ✌️✌️❤️❤️!!

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A/N: Hey there! Thank you for the request! It was honestly funny to think about lol.<33

Content: unserious, established relationship, mentions of fights/violence, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Yanqing

Yanqing is more than willing to protect you, in fact, he'd prefer it. He wants to impress you with his strength and skill after all! Therefore he didn't mind, when you told him that you couldn't fight.

So you can also imagine the shock he was in, when he saw you practically throw a whole meteor onto your enemy out of nowhere. He recovers quickly though and immideatly asks you how you did it. He'll probably wants to try it out in training too with you, but you'll have to stop him, because you don't want him to get hurt.

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》Blade

Blade never expected you to be really able to protect yourself and usually kept you safe himself. It gave him a sense of control and strength he liked to have alot. So when you told him, that you were unable to fight, he didn't comment on it nor paid much mind to it.

However, seeing you just casu summon a meteor out of the skies to throw at your enemies made him feel nearly deceived, if he wasn't absolutely confused on why you didn't deem that as a form of self defense. He eventually just decides to not even question it, deeming it as too much of a headache, despite how impressed he was.

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》Bronya Rand

Bronya takes great pride in keeping you and the people of Belobog safe, which is why she doesn't mind your incapability to protect yourself. Why should you anyways, when you have her after all? She even reassures you, that it's alright and that she'll take care of everything for you gladly.

That is, until she just sees you casually use your abilities on your enemies. To say that she is baffled would be an understatement. She wouldn't really know how to react at first and decides that praising you for your strength was a good start. She'd question you throughly about this later though.

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》Gepard Landau

It's his duty as the captain of the Silvermaneguards to protect all citizens of Belobog and you are therefore one of his priorities. That's why he doesn't mind your inability to fight either and swears to keep you safe with his own life.

And so, seeing you summon a whole meteor down onto your unfortunate enemies was certainly not something he could've ever seen coming. He might scold you for keeping that hidden from him and then praise you for your strength after. He'd also like to know more about your powers, just in case it might come in handy again somehow.

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A/N: I hope this was okay for you! And I thank you again for the fun request hehe<33

#honkai star rail fanfic #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr yanqing #hsr yanqing x reader #hsr blade #hsr blade x reader #hsr bronya #hsr bronya x reader #hsr gepard #hsr gepard x reader #hsr

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morinuu · 4 months

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LISTWN TO ME I JUST READ YOUR TAMAKI ANGST AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE SO FICKING GOOD??

A she falls but he falls harder

Reader finally gets over it and stops coming, moving on and focusing on herself, and he notices and starts realizing how he took her for granted

And then its him that's loosing his mind and shit like that. Dude. Dude. I'm loosing my MIND you write so well

first of all ty for the compliment >< so glad u liked it im blushing and giggling!! secondly im not sure abt the reader completely abandoning tamaki's side (i love being delulu), but i do have smth else in mind that's kinda similiar n i hope its satisfactory :3 i changed only a minor part from the og :P i wanna make this a small series..... maybe like 3-4 parts.. anw this is pt 1

☀︎｜tamaki x female reader. almost 4k words. continuation of this. ure sick, yamada hinata & aoko r just some ppl i made up for the plot, tamaki's pretty stupid n emotionally unintelligent, lots of feelings and background information, y'all r childhood friends, there's like one 4th wall break but i thought it was kinda funny so i kept it

you weren't a fan of february.

allergy season was your absolute worst, the wheezing and coughing sucking the life out of you as you struggled to change out of your clothes to get the day started. you didn't sleep much, interrupted constantly by your sore throat aching and squeezing.

sure, it's just hay fever to everyone else, but for a young woman who carried around an inhaler, it's hell. well, almost hell.

what was truly hellish wasn't the fatigue or the sneezing, but your mum dragging you back in the house and forbidding you from going to school until you're well enough to study again. how were you supposed to keep up with chemistry class if you skip?

not that your parents cared for your grades; they knew you could just enter whatever field you wanted with the connections your family held, but it felt nice to be awarded for working hard.

after your personal maid let out a small "pardon me, miss" and carried you back to bed, you realised that the feeling your soft quilt hugging your cold limbs would never be beaten by the jacket you desperately clung on to warm yourself in p.e - which just so happened to be your first period that day and you were dreading it.

"i'll be making you some tea, miss. would you like to breakfast now?" your maid's quiet voice addressed you, hoping you'd just sleep the illness off as you usually did so she could rest too.

to be fair, you weren't a very easy master to please, so could you blame her?

"i'll breakfast la-" a cough and some wheezing "-i'll breakfast later, bring some english breakfast with a slice of lemon." you said nothing else, instead focusing on calming your throat that seemed to intensify in soreness. "a pastille too."

"understood my lady, i'll be right back." she bowed and excused herself from your room, ignoring your groans of annoyance as you buried your face into the pillow.

"damn it." you muttered and extended your hand to grab your phone from your bedside table. unlocking it with the passcode (because you weren't in the mood to lift your head and let your phone scan your face) you squinted as the light mode of a social media app hit your eyes harshly, forcing you to use muscle memory to lower the brightness to its minimum.

you scrolled through, liking your friends' private posts and decided to message one of them.

yn.spam: gm dude, i cant come to school today cus im sick. can u do me a favour n tell aoko to give me her notes? she never looks at her messages.

with your phone back on the table to wait for a response, you lied back comfortably and closed your eyes, because as much as you wanted to watch something on netflix or play a video game, you didn't want to make things worse for yourself.

you grew impatient for the cup of tea your maid was brewing, rotating between wheezing, checking your phone and staring at the ceiling. it seemed like the seconds weren't passing by at all.

soon enough, your maid comes back with some fancy tray carrying a kettle, your favourite mug (the one your daddy drank from when you were a little girl before your parents divorced), a tiny plate with some lemon slices and a small box of pastilles as throat medicine.

you didn't thank the woman when she helped you sit up, nor when she stayed by your side to make sure you didn't choke between coughs and burnt yourself with the hot liquid. just as you took your first sip, your phone lit up to show your friend's response.

thatguyhinata: Ayooo gppd morning. Sry to hear tht. Sure if I see her I'll telm her.

the irises in your eyes rolled upwards at the boy's typos that irked you every time, completely ignoring how he didn't wish for your recovery.

yn.spam: thanks yamada

you never used any of your circle's first names, which your mum always found weird.

'you sure these are your friends, darling?' she would ask often, and your response would always be the same:

'yeah mum. leave me be.'

only tamaki had ever felt close enough to be called by his first name.

after swallowing your medicine, you dismissed the older woman standing over you and pulled your quilt over your quivering form again.

"gods, please let this be over soon."

...

well.

...turns out, you gotta be much more specific with what you ask of gods, because they might not have the same understanding of the word 'soon'.

here you are, three days later, with your allergy having been combined with a virus that'd been going around, intensifying your asthma symptoms and raising a high fever, making your mother and doctor ban you from walking into ouran.

halfway throughout the day, you realise what had been completely slipping your mind while your lungs were occupied inhaling abnormally.

"i have an appointment today!" you exclaimed with wide eyes, raising from the bed like lazarus from his grave.

"...?" the new maid next to you didn't say anything, she was clearly concerned. after some seconds of you overthinking something, she spoke up. "you have no other doctor's appointment today, my lady. he just left 10 minutes ago."

you shook your head quickly, ignoring the dizziness brought by your fever "bring me my phone," the girl was puzzled "now!"

bowing a quick apology, she rushed to your desk and handed you your phone with both hands, not daring to look up. you disliked new maids; they were inexperienced and annoying, but scolding her would have to wait.

"damn it, damn it, damn it!" you murmured under your breath and tapped furiously on your phone, trying to find where the hell you'd written kyouya's business e-mail address.

you had it saved as every other client of the host club had, but you had never actually used it, not once.

you never missed an appointment, and always booked the next one tete-a-tete with the black-haired manager. if you became a no-show without prior notice, wouldn't that look bad? would it annoy kyouya and he wouldn't accept you in the club again?

well no, but you had the habit of overthinki-

'would it annoy tamaki?'

you groaned and murmured to yourself - had you deleted it? maybe it was in your notes app and you erased it? was it on your old phone from a month ago?

"find an e-mail for me." you ordered the maid who looked up at you perplexed, but carried out the order nonetheless.

the girl was embarrassed when she found out her master was asking for a host's email, wanting the earth to swallow her when she dialed the ouran academy's number. 'the stuff i do for money..' she thought and prayed her family never found out.

it wasn't a long process to retrieve the address, but what was, was the rant hitting the maid's ears when your overthinking about what to write left your mouth at incredible speeds.

"should i say i'm sick? but he already knows that- he's in my class! maybe tell him to give my time to another girl? no wait, he would do that anyway... or after i apologise, i'll say that, like, something came up- but that's not believable enough... ugh!" you buried your face in your pillow and, unbeknownst to you, your new maid's eye was twitching in annoyance.

she understood now why your personal maid took the week off just when you got sick - not that she understood how and why your mum allowed it though.

(it's because you can be insufferable and she gets it.)

"my lady, may i help?" the girl let out, clearing her throat when you lifted your head from the pillow. "i can write the e-mail myself, please focus on resting."

after some convincing, you gave in.

and so 10 minutes later, back at ouran, kyouya's phone let out a ting! with your full name on the notification. he'd already guessed you wouldn't show up to your appointment considering you hadn't come to school in three days, and already had someone to fill your place but left it for the last moment in case you did show up.

why? well you were ln yn, and it was painfully obvious you were smitten with his best friend, though he could say it was a bit different from the rest of the clientele.

probably due to the fact that you'd known tamaki for much longer than kyouya had. and yet tamaki didn't seem to have the same fascination with you.

he remembers when he first met you, when he'd heard that you were spoiled rotten and weren't even planning to enroll in ouran until tamaki did. you simply transferred to be with the boy.

literally everyone knew of ln yn's almost freakish obsession with suoh tamaki, except for the victim himself.

so imagine his surprise at the strictly professional e-mail he'd received from you, where not a single mention of your host was included. weird.

after glancing at the french boy in the seat next to him eating his bowl of some-sort-of-commoner-convenience-store lunch, kyouya quickly typed a response and informed the next girl in line that a spot was open 'for tamaki's hosting services at 15:35'.

"one of your appointments cancelled due to a personal issue. we'll have someone else fill it." kyouya told tamaki, just as stated in the e-mail, even though it was pretty clear you were sick, and he couldn't figure out why you'd lie.

"hm? oh, okay!" the brunet smiled and went back to devouring his meal, not thinking much of kyouya's words.

kyouya pondered if he should tell him the client was his loyal friend yn, who would never skip out on seeing tamaki, but he stopped himself, curious as to how it would all play out.

eh, if the twins could have fun, so could he.

"oh! haruhii! daddy's here!"

the hours passed so slow you were almost convinced time was frozen when you weren't glancing at the clock on your laptop.

the drama you'd been watching started to lose its interest after presenting the third plot twist in a row, annoying you with all the plot holes it left gaping.

sipping on your green tea (you'd been drinking tamaki's recommendation, pomegranate, only to throw all of it in the trash when you heard he gave the same advice to haruhi), you paused the show and sighed in absolute, tyrannical boredom.

by now you'd normally have finished your classes and walked to music room #3, your favourite among them all.

you'd be welcomed by a host and walked to a sofa to wait for your appointment, ignoring any other girl in the waiting area trying to pick a conversation with the middle child of the ln family.

and soon enough you'd be approached by your one and only taking your hand in his and kissing it to greet you, with his blue eyes staring up at you innocently like a man in love; a look he gave to any woman nowadays, it was second nature to him.

you got lost in them so often, he sometimes dared to ask you if you didn't enjoy his company and that's why you spaced out so much.

preposterous.

you? disliking tamaki? how could he think that after all these years you spent playing together, with you transferring to his school for his sake, swallowing your pride and becoming the client of a host for him?

truly an absurd notion.

currently, however, you weren't in the host club. you were just a girl with a bunch of germs crawling everywhere around her room, unable to go out and see the man of her dreams kiss her cheek and tell her to 'get well soon'.

speaking of, your mum grew increasingly concerned when she noticed the lack of communication between you and tamaki. you were always attached to his hip like some sort of koala, and the fact that you hadn't reached out to him to inform him of your illness personally so he could visit you made her worry.

but it was only natural that you'd suspect you were being an annoyance to tamaki once you began to notice his eyes shift from you to the newest host a couple of months prior. he'd been a petit brunet boy. a first year who was friendly and of lowly origin. you didn't think much of it.

at least not until the day hikaru asked if you could fetch something he forgot in the back room, completely ignorant to the fact that haruhi had come to the club early that day to ask for another uniform because she'd been accidentally thrown water at by two classmates of hers being stupid.

so when you opened the curtain and saw a small-sized girl with only her panties on desperately trying to hide herself from you, it didn't take more than a couple of seconds to put two and two together.

tamaki wasn't fascinated by the commoner errand 'boy' turnt host.

he wanted her.

you closed the curtain, giving the girl her privacy back and muttering an curt apology, "sorry." before deciding that hikaru would have to get his things himself.

neither haruhi nor you spoke about it again, and she never snitched to the host club about your discovery of her sex.

you liked to pretend it never happened, and that it never changed anything. but just like with tamaki, pretending doesn't go anywhere. the hints were there. his furiously blushed face when he stared at her, his protection of her when the twins teased her, his demands for kyouya to do things for haruhi because she'd like it, not even because she'd asked - well, the stage of denial didn't last long.

shortly after came anger. pure, unexplainable rage and envy. the fourth of the deadly sins was soon rushing through your veins like a drug you couldn't get clean from. 'why her?' you would ask in your rampages.

you couldn't figure it out, and you couldn't ask anyone either, because as infuriated as you were, hurting haruhi by revealing her identity wasn't on your to-do list.

not because you were a good person, god no.

rather, if tamaki knew you hurt his precious daughter - you barfed - like that, who knows if you'd see him again?

and so came the bargaining stage, with your rage never leaving your blood stream, of course. being petty was always one of your main personality traits, one that tamaki would often point out.

what did fujioka haruhi have that ln yn didn't?

'nothing.' you muttered to yourself.

nothing.

nothing?

could you be absolutely sure?

you didn't see her much outside of the club, and there were a couple of times you'd heard the hosts hung out together.

maybe they had a moment? or two, three?

perhaps it was high time you stopped bothering him. perhaps then he'd realise you were the one.

that's why your texts to him had much lessened, coming to a complete stop after roughly two months of your self-doubt and insecurities getting the best of you. so did your occasional visits to his house for studying. you'd even stopped wearing the perfume he got you as a birthday present last year, even though you couldn't find another scent that fit your tastes the same way.

despite your attempts at catching his attention, the bubbling fury in your chest rose once again when you realised that maybe tamaki didn't care about you at all.

he texted you as much as you texted him, he hung out with you only when you asked, and when he came closer to you and noticed the change in your scent, he went: "different perfume, princess?"

and while normally you'd be ecstatic at him noticing, your happiness was immediately destroyed when "the other one was a little old fashioned, good thing you moved to something more fresh."

why couldn't he say what he would have said had he been in an otome game, something among the lines of: 'did you wish to match mine?' or something cheesy like that? ...was your scent not to his tastes?

'did he forget his skills from hosting or what?' you whined.

consequently, now that you were sitting around doing nothing to reach out to tamaki or any of your 'friends', your mum couldn't help but take her phone in her hands to call her friend hitachiin yuzuha.

back in the pink room that is the host club, today's rendezvouses seemed to be going by awfully quickly for tamaki.

in the couple of minutes of break he had between the end of this rendezvous and next the one to come, he quickly found his phone from his back pocket and went over his schedule sent by kyouya.

your name had been crossed out and replaced with another one he recognised, another regular guest of his. he raised his eyebrow at that.

he lifted his head and looked for the shadow king.

"hey, kyouya?"

"hm?" kyouya didn't bother to look up from his laptop, furiously typing god-knows-what.

"why's yn's time gone?" he asked innocently in a curious voice that had you heard, you'd be swooning over.

"i told you, she cancelled due to personal business," his answer was straight-forward "although it's probably because she's ill."

ah, that makes sense, you were the one that cancelled.

wait, huh?

"what do you mean she's ill?" his eyebrows furrow a bit and he cocks his head to the side like a cute dog who doesn't understand anything its owner says.

"what do you mean, 'what do i mean'? she's been absent since monday because she's not feeling well, and she won't come today either. pretty simple." kyouya finally looked up at tamaki with a strange expression on his face. "has she not told you?"

tamaki shook his head a bit, "uhm.. no, not really." and tapped his phone again to check his messages on multiple social media apps to make sure he wasn't missing anything. his emails were empty too, only some spam from a newsletter page that he never bothered to cancel his subscription from.

"how do you know?" he questioned kyouya, but before he could answer, "no wait, don't answer that, you creep. of course you know." he sighed.

after some seconds of quiet thinking, "why didn't you tell me?" tamaki continued his questioning.

"everyone already knows, my lord." an awfully familiar voice butt in making the french boy turn his head around, resting his hand on his waist.

the voice belonged to kaoru, who had his arm wrapped around his twin's shoulders. seems like they also just finished with an appointment.

"what does that mean? who's 'everyone' and why am i not included?" tamaki crossed his arms, feeling kind of left out.

"that guy hayato or whatever who hangs out with yn and her friends was telling someone and we overheard." hikaru shrugged in unison with his doppelganger.

honey's soft voice entered the chat. "you mean hinata-kun? yn-chan's friend? yeah, he told me when i asked where yn-chan is because i thought she forgot to bring the candy she promised." he quickly grabbed a piece of cake from the fridge near where kyouya had been sitting and left the room swiftly.

huh, how convenient for him to enter for the plot.

"and why's it that you two evil bastards didn't bother to tell me?" tamaki exclaimed in disbelief, pointing a finger at the both of them. how could they? his precious childhood friend was sick at home and he didn't know?!

"sorry milord-" kaoru announced with his shoulders still raised, "-but you're always talking to yn-" hikaru joined, "-how were we supposed to know you're not asking her about her well-being?" they delivered the finishing blow together.

what were these lame jerks insinuating? 'not asking about her well-being'? what did they know? just as he went to respond with his usual barking, he stopped himself to instead text you on his own for the first time in a while. not that he noticed.

the twins looked at their king with a confused and weirded-out expression on both their faces, before glancing at each other and shrugging again, already disinterested. kyouya had long gone back to his work and so the twins walked to an empty sofa in an almost isolated area of the club, lying on top of one another to give a nice view to whichever client was into it.

about six minutes of pure silence passed between the two before kaoru's phone buzzed; a text from his mum.

the twins read the text simultaneously, with hikaru raising an eyebrow at its contents. they looked back at the slender boy texting you on his phone at the other end of the club, confused about his behaviour.

"seriously...?" hikaru quietly asked kaoru, referring to the text, only to be met with the other's puzzled expression.

as for the half-and-half boy, his fingers were anxiously tapping kyouya's table and awaiting your response to his message.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: Hey darling! Is everything alright? I heard you didn't come to school because you're sick. I thought you just didn't feel like coming. Why didn't you tell me?

he didn't know you let out a deep sigh at his text, even if it was three days late. it gave you hope - false hope. that he'd started to pay attention to you again. maybe being distant worked-

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: want me to come over?

the question felt natural to him, you always visited his home but seldom did he ever visit yours. since you were sick, it made sense that you wouldn't come over this time.

yn>.< : arent u busy rn tho lol

your name on his phone had obviously been put there by you, his choice of emoji had been party hat for some reason.

"be serious, what does that even mean, tamaki?" you'd asked him one day during a break from your studying in his room.

"you don't like it..?" he pouted like usual and you rolled your eyes.

"here. that's better." you handed him his phone back with a new 'yn >.<' as your contact name.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I can just come after club activities.

wait, he was actually coming? after two months of your only contact being through your rendezvous? it worked?! it actually worked?!

you thought of how to answer him.

at your lack of fast response, tamaki thought of ways to help you feel better through your illness.

'aha! eureka!' tamaki's head echoed.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I'll bring some commoner snacks we can enjoy too! Commoners have incredible food to help alleviate illness!

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: What are you even sick with, anyway?

of course.

commoner food, of course.

haruhi's food.

yn>.< : lol no its fine i dont want u to get sick. ill just c u at sxhool yn>.< : school* yn>.< : doc said its just a cold but yk w my asthma n shit

tamaki was thoroughly disappointed with your response, what did you mean 'you didn't want him to get sick'? you'd never cared if you caught his cold.

his heart raced with worry, and he decided he would stop by anyway. knowing his next appointment was approaching, he speed walked over to the newest host.

"haaaaruuhiiiiii!" he waved his hand to her and her two clients, smiling widely with all of them smiling back at him.

"yeah? what is it, senpai?" haruhi looked up at him from her armchair.

"sorry to intrude-" he runs his hair through his locks - an action that you told him the ladies would swoon over, "-but i was wondering, do you have any recommendations for commoner food that sick people can eat?"

"...are you serious?"

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wannabelife · 6 months

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love shot – bsk

pairing: seungkwan x fem reader

genre: smut, a bit fluff

synopsis: you get to meet your boyfriend's childhood friends in his hometown but the way you look so shy and nervous around new people just drives him crazy.

warnings: corruption kink, semi public, fingering, oral

you are starting to get way too self-aware, which leaves you to realize that you and seungkwan are actually wearing similar clothes. he had comfy clothes on, while you have a summer navy dress just like the color of his shirt.

you laugh to yourself because for a minute, it looks like you planned this. like you wanted to go out with couple matching clothes. you think it's cute and funny at the same time.

seungkwan can feel you smilling beside him, which makes him smile too "what are you thinking?" he whispers next to your face, and you just ramble "nothing" before leaving a peck to his lips. he laces your fingers on his, holding your hand while you two get back to the conversation happening at the table.

seungkwan came to his hometown with you. you already know jeju and his family here, it's so beautiful and always so nice to come visit. but you've never met his childhood friends before. that's where you are now, on a cafe table, his three friends in front of you two as you chat.

the conversation is going well, and everyone seems to be having fun. you still have a bit of a stiff posture. somehow, his friends approval of you, of your relationship, means a lot to you. and you're sure that means a lot to him, too.

he's staring at your side profile while you are awkwardly smiling at one of his friends. he knows you too well not to notice your behavior.

he slides his hands under the skirt of your dress, stroking the flesh of your thigh.

"babe, are you ok?"

you gulp, feeling surprised at his sudden motion "im fine, thank you" you smile.

he watches your subtle reaction and keeps going further down your skin. he is provoking you now, you're red but also enjoying the thrill.

you mimic saying stop to him, but all he does is pinch your inner thigh slightly. you close your eyes, you suck on your breathing without realizing.

not feeling like being the only one anymore, its your time to place your hand on him. what he didn't expect was for you to go directly on his cock. he jumps a little, his hips moving to the front of his seat. you smile at him once again, enjoying the reaction. luckily enough, his friends were all distracted in the conversation to realize.

he doesn't stop, cupping your core through your panties. you give back, stroking him lightly through his sweater pants as his eyes get big.

"that was a warning. stop teasing me" you whisper close to him, so only seungkwan can hear. unattaching your hands to his skin.

"i just want you to relax. i think they already like you from everything i've said about us"

all he does is smirk after affirming. his hands cupping your core again, a bit more pressure on it this time, making your mouth slightly open in shock but also because of the pleasure that is threatening to show.

"cant you just wait for us to get home?" you silent say.

"i cant wait" he whispers back.

you gasp and excuse yourself to go the bathroom, your cheeks burning so much that you can feel it. seungkwan smirks to himself, he thinks you're cute.

you look at your reflection on the toilet mirror, trying to calm down your breathing. you imagine seungkwan is probably smirking, enjoying all of this, and suddenly, you dont feel like playing innocent anymore. you shamelessly caress your fingers through your cunt, you gasp a little at the bare contact. rubbing your entrance for a bit as you get wet, you collect a bit of your arousal after opening your phone front camera.

you start filming your wet fingers before you bring them up to your mouth, you briefly play with it on your lips, smirking against them before sucking your digits. you finish the video hitting send to your boyfriend right away.

the video was short, and just a few minutes passed before you saw typing on the screen.

"come on out, im waiting for you"

its all his reply says, and it's enough to get your stomach to twist. you come out, and seungkwan is waiting by the door, your purse on his hands. it all happens fast, he takes a quick look around before pushing you back in and locking the door after him.

"what are you doing?" you say giggling when he throws your things on the marmore sink and hugs your waist.

"are you crazy? somebody could have seen your little show, dont you know?"

"i- " you try to say something, your smile fading.

"would u like it?" he cuts you off, his brows shut.

"no! i-

he shushes you with a kiss on your lips, it doesnt take long before it gets messy. he backs you until you are pressed against the wall. he gets closer, making you feel the hardness on his pants poking your center.

"look you've done" he says and you whimper in his mouth with the sudden friction. but he keeps his mouth occupied, kissing down your neck.

"seungkwan... babe, wait, stop"

stopping when you said so "what's that?" he asks, searching your face.

"we have to go back, your friends are going to notice it" you say caressing the end of his hair.

he just smiles, pecking your lips one more time. you look so innocent like he hadn't already taken care of it "they think we are already heading home, babe" he says and a wonder face forms on you "lets say you're feeling a bit sick and i have to take you home" he whisper diving right back to kissing your neck.

"seungkwan!" you scold him but it dies down when he licks a long strip on your skin, sucking it right down your ear. you gasp, not helping a moan "i cant believe you" you say already out of breath again.

"better start believing" he looks at that little pout on your lips "that face makes me want to ruin you, y'know?"

you start sliding your hands down his torso, slowly getting under his shirt. you caress his nipples, scratching your nails down his stomach as he hisses at the feeling "you were scolding me, couldn't help it" you play along his words.

he goes on his knees in front of you, and your pout turns on a shocking face "does that position make you feel better?" he says, placing a kiss at your clothed lower belly. you dont say anything, just stare at him with red cheeks as he smiles at you.

"cute" he whispers "looking all innocent and shy, they dont know you were handing my cock just now"

something in the way he says it to you, the way he is on his knees in front of you, his eyes on yours, makes your pussy clench.

he slowly starts to push your dress up, caressing your bare thighs, making you relax against his touch. when his eyes meet your lingerie, he feels his cock twitching on his pants. the white lacy that goes well with your skin tone, makes him go feral. he kisses your center through the material, making you whimper. you fastly put your palm over your mouth, not wanting anyone to hear you.

seungkwan takes your panties off, taking one of your legs up to his shoulders, salivating at the view of your bare pussy.

"kwannie, we are occupying the public bathroom for too long" you say breathlessly, trying to reason, knowing its already too late.

"i promise i'll be fast" he says attaching his lips to your cunt right away.

he licks it up and down, sucking your clit in the end, you moan bringing your palm to your mouth to silence yourself once again. he keeps playing with your entrance, you have to bite your lips not to be loud.

seungkwan get his hands behind you, pushing your hips closer to his mouth as he goes back to your clit. your hands automatically meeting his scalp, pressing a bit at the flesh.

"kwan... oh my god!" you are able to say.

a muffled sound comes out of you when he enters with his tongue on your cunt. he tongue fucks you, grunting when he feels you clenching. the vibration hits right in as you mewl, pressing your core on his tongue, making his nose reach your clit.

"aah- fuu- uck" its your time to grunt as he moans between your legs.

he leaves you to catch his breath, his mouth and chin all smeared with your juices. messy hair decoring his face, he looks so good, you think.

doesnt take much before he gets right back in. sucking your clit again.

"more, kwan, please, i need to cum" you whisper

"fuck, pussy so good. wanna stay here the whole day" he bites your inner thigh as you cry out.

he slowly enters a finger on you as he kisses your thighs. you moan throwing your head back and eyes closed "i can't stay silent like this..." you plead.

"yes, you can. be a good girl for me, hm?" as much as he would love to hear you, he knows he can't right now, maybe another time.

he goes back to your clit, sucking and licking it nonstop as his fingers work into you. when he feels you're getting close, he adds another finger in, curling it inside as he sucks on your clit for a longer time.

you want to scream, it feels so fucking good, and if he do it again, you feel like you could squirt right there.

he trusts in one more time hitting your g spot before leaving a light spank on your sensitive clit with his other hand. that's the end of you. you come undone on him, cumming all his fingers, dripping down your skin. you place your hands on your month again, biting the skin to not make any sound, even though there's some coming out in a raspy manner. your eyes watering from the intense orgasm.

he pecks your clit making you moan again as you're calming your breathing from the high.

he gives you a minute, ecstatic by it too. eyes small and lips bumped, he looked like he could be high.

when you finally open your eyes, seungkwan takes some toilet paper to clean you up. starting from the cum licking down your skin, he cleans his face right after, smirking to you as you look him working on it. he slides your panties right back on you and puts your dress in place before getting up from the floor.

you're smiling, afterglow shining on your face, that doesn't go unnoticed by him. he kisses the tip of your nose "i love you" he says. you smile making sure he knows you love him too.

he is staring at your face, still very close to you, like he hadn't gotten enough. seungkwan looks so pretty that you can't help looking him up and down. your eyes tracing his line, the one between his legs marking his sweats from the hard state. you look back at his face with a sorry look, but he's smirking, seeing what you just did.

"lets go, im not done with you. let's finish up in the car"

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Ello ^^, just curious can you do a one-shot of where reader is MK’s sibling(GN) but gets trained by macaque? (Platonic)

(OOO I like this!! The outcomes would be pretty different depending on the season this plays out so I did it a little after season 3. I also may be playing a little favoritism on this oneshot 💀)

"Okay break time kid" Macaque put his staff away letting it fade out from its shape returning into the shadows "Wait what? But I can still keep going!" You wiped the sweat from your forehead.

"You can't fight if you've got torn muscles kiddo it's good to try and push limits but not flat out breaking them okay" he ruffles the hair on your head making his way to the bean bag he recently added to the dojo and sat down.

"But didn't you push Mk's limits further than this?" You joined him sitting down in the bean bag next to him your comment makes Macaque frown slightly "That...that was different kid I wasn't trying to train him I was manipulating him just to get back at Wukong I shoulda left him out of our business kid and I'm not here to hurt you like that I'm here to teach you"

You stared at Macaque you knew he didn't apologize to Mk about what he did but you could see he wasn't proud of it maybe if you managed to give him a little push he might apologize to your brother you were about to make a comment but someones ears must have been burning because your phone rang with MKs profile popping up.

Of course you answer the phone and noticed Macaque slightly leaning in you give him a small glare and he holds his hands up in surrender while mouthing 'cant help it' with a roll of your eyes you speak up "Hey Mk what's up?" After a little bit of chatting Mk asked if you'd like to join him with training.

Recently Mk's been trying to teach you basics of self defense Incase he's not around when you're in trouble you still haven't told him you've actually been training with his ex mentor ex enemy but to put him at ease you agreed often holding yourself back least he gets suspicious.

After saying yes and agreed he'll pick you up near the docks you put away your phone and hear Macaque scoff "Pretty sure the kid just wants to show off like his mentor" you rolled your eyes and stood up "Oh so like you too?" Macaque let out a dramatic gasp his hand clenching his chest in fake agony.

Saying your goodbyes you leave the dojo and started your journey to the docks leaving Macaque alone with his thoughts and...he tends to come up with funny little schemes when he's alone with his thoughts with a smirk he opens a portal underneath his feet and dropped in.

MK was already at the dock when you got there he smiled when he spotted you and waved "Hey I'm so happy you said yes!! You'll learn way more from Monkey king since he's like a better teacher than me hehe" Mk laughed rubbing the back of his hair.

"No problem but did you at least make sure to ask Monkey king if I could join? I don't want to drop in out of nowhere" Mk took out his staff ready to po-go travel you both "Yeah yeah I did actually he suggested it! Something about getting to used to eachothers fighting style or something"

You jumped on Mk back and held on as he started pogoing over the ocean honestly you wonder how he didn't get sick by doing this thankfully before you nearly lost your lunch Mk landed on a cliff that was near a little hut.

"I thought you'd have to go through a waterfall" Mk shrunk his staff and walked next to you "That's one way to come in but this entryway also has a seal it's just easier to land here po-go style"

Mk lead you to the front of the hut and then you could see Wukong the great sage underneath a tree eating a bunch of peach chips with crumbs covering his face and the top of his armor through mid bite he looks over at you two and smiled throwing the bag of chips behind him some little monkeys race to steal them.

"Hey bud! Looks like you got Mk 2.0 to join haven't seen you since the little after party" you deadpaned at the nickname "Yeah don't call me that please" Wukong shrugged "That's fair anyways why don't we warm up first before the training you know stretching and all that" Monkey king waved you two over to join him on the clearing.

"Sweet Lego!" Mk bounced over and you followed joining in on the stretches and warm-ups Wukong came over to help you adjust your posture but for a second he made a weird face somewhat annoyed and confused but he seemed to shake it off.

"Alllright so warm-ups done and- okay so uh kiddo" Wukong rubbed the bridge of his nose as he looks at you "I'm sorry but I can't focus with that...Stench Macaque what are you trying to pull now!??" Wukong growled while he seemed to stare at your shadow Mk jumped and stared at the same place.

"Awah you've gotten boring Wukong" a purple face appears in your shadow before Macaque rises up and smiled at his old old 'friend' Wukong's tail seems to flick on irritation.

"Whua!? What are you doing in their shadow huh!?" MK yelled pointing a finger at Macaque holding out his staff Wukong raises and eyebrow seemingly agreeing with those questions.

Macaque smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you into a side hug "What I can't check in on MY own student? Especially if they're taking training lessons from you" MKs jaw dropped his eyes nearly jumping out of his skull as he slowly turned to stare at you.

"Um surprise?" You waved your hands with a nervous smile Wukong switches his gade from you to Macaque and over and over Mk managed to snap out of his shock "nuh uh no way I'm not gonna let you tick then like you did to me you jerk!" Wukong put his hand on MKs shoulder to stop him from storming over.

"Hold on Bud how's about I talk with Shadow guy for a bit while you chat with your sibling kay?" Mk thought for a moment and nodded Wukong smiled but immediately dropped it walking over and grabbed Macaque by the scarf and dragged him into his hut.

Mk then turned back to you hands on his hips you looked down not really knowing what to start this conversation with "So uh... you're having words with-" "OH WE ARE HAVING WORDS YOUNG ONE! ARE YOU SERIOUS-"

It took a long time especially since it seems Macaque and Wukong were also taking their time to 'chat' and it definitely took awhile to reassure Mk Macaque wasn't going to hurt you but it seems now everyone is all caught up and both Macaque and Wukong walked out of the hut.

Macaque sent a smile to you and looked to Mk gesturing him to follow while he walks into the cave Wukong gave Mk a nod and so he followed you were tempted to follow behind them but Wukong gently grabbed your shoulder "Give em a minute kid trust me"

Instead of just waiting around Wukong decided to see what Macaque taught you so far and had you fight a clone of him while he watches he made sure the clone holds back and about halfway through Mk and Macaque was back Mk ran to Wukong's side to cheer you on.

"Psh c'mon kid don't be scared to give him a good kick on the nose!" Macaque called out earning another glare from Monkey king.

#monkie kid #lmk platonic #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #monkie kid x reader

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